10 Drabbles For 10 Darlings

Hello there. This is the first of 10 drabble attempts I'm doing as requests from a journal on Y. Since I'm essentially doing these on the fly I'm not sure how sexual they'll get or how angsty. I'll try and give ya'll fair warning before each added chapter on that.

Dark Goddess's: ItaNaru, Dinner Party Theme, AU, Fluff, sexual implications and two men kissing

A dark haired man sat at the head of a long table, his reddish brown eyes seeming to smoulder in extreme irritation despite the exceptionally mild expression on his face. Itachi Uchiha, the seventh Viscount Uchiha in a long line of ruthless powerful bastards, was currently suffering through yet another interminable dinner party organized by his mother in a fit of boredom with the most excruciatingly boring pack of idiots ever produced by high society. That, however, was not the main source of his irritation. No, the source of his irritation was the fact that his mother had seated his lover, Naruto Uzumaki, next to the biggest slut in society and so far down the table that Itachi couldn't even hear his lover's voice while he himself was stuck beside a tittering, fashion-obsessed, gossiping excuse for a debutante.

It was an exceptionally infuriating situation.

He took a sip of wine, his temper boiling under his icy surface and his fingers tightening on the stem of his crystal wineglass so hard it should have snapped, as the slut sitting next to his Naruto had the temerity to lay her hand on his shoulder.

The bubbling temper was soothed marginally when Naruto's normally warm summer sky eyes iced over with a pointed look at the woman's hand. A golden brow rose and the full, ravishable lips of the Uzumaki moved in what had to have been a disapproving statement that had the slut snatching her hand back as if it had been burned.

A dark satisfaction bloomed in Itachi's eyes as the slut then turned her attention to the man seated on her opposite side and let Naruto be. Now, if only the chattering chit sitting next to himself would be silent Itachi might be able to make it through this evening without killing something.

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Naruto smiled at his aunt reassuringly. "Really I'll be fine. I just need to speak with Lord Uchiha about an investment he's handling for me. I can easily get a hackney home."

"You know I don't like you catching hackneys when it's this late boy, Can't your meeting with the viscount wait?"

The blond man shook his head. "I'm afraid it's urgent Aunt Tsunade."

"But..."

"If it will ease your mind Lady Senju, your nephew is welcome to stay the night. Our butler can easily prepare one of our guest rooms for him."

The smooth baritone had Naruto and his aunt turning to see Itachi standing in the doorway.

Tsunade straightened further from her already perfect posture and fixed a beady eye on Itachi. "It is quite rude, Viscount, to listen in on the conversation of others."

The Uchiha bowed slightly. "I beg your pardon my lady. I was in the other room and thought I heard a distressed tone. I felt it would be most ungentlemanly of me to ignore a lady's distress."

Naruto nearly chuckled at the way Itachi put out his aunt's indignant fire. The viscount had a way of stymieing the most staunch and stiff of society matrons.

Tsunade harumphed. "Not all ladies are like the spineless chits that run thick in the ton Viscount and you would do well to remember that. However is staying the night in your home is agreeable to my nephew, I would be most grateful."

Itachi turned his deep gaze on Naruto. "Is it an agreeable solution to you Mr. Uzumaki?"

Naruto bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. "It is a most agreeable solution Viscount, thank you."

Tsunade harumphed again. "Then I'll go and let you be about your business. I expect to see you well before noon tomorrow Naruto."

He bowed. "Of course Aunt Tsu."

The woman strode out of the room and Naruto waited until he heard the carriage drive away to laugh. He turned his amused gaze on Itachi. "Guest room? You're such a liar."

The viscount's lips curled up. "I never said you'd be staying in the prepared guest room not did I?"

Naruto shook his head. "Semantics but I'm glad it worked."

"Hn." Itachi stepped up to the blond, wrapped an hand behind his neck, and drew his lover's lips to his.

Naruto's own hands went to Itachi's waist and pulled the older man closer as they kissed. The blond nibbled and sucked on his lover's upper lip, savoring the other man's taste as Itachi's mouth gave equal treatment to his bottom lip. A low satisfied growl vibrated against Naruto's lips just before Itachi broke the kiss with a final nip at his lips.

The brunette lowered his head to nuzzle the side of Naruto's neck, breathing in the unique scent of sunshine and sea air. "I nearly threw one of the dinner knives at that damned woman tonight." One pale elegant hand lifted to where aforementioned woman's hand had briefly rested. "You're mine. Only I can touch you like that."

Naruto's lips curved up. Itachi's possessiveness never failed to make him feel loved, wanted, and downright smug. He knew that one day his viscount lover would have to marry and continue the Uchiha line but hearing Itachi's possessive decrees assured him that he would never be cast aside for that required wife.

It was difficult being male lovers in 1820s London. Society wasn't what you'd call broadminded and if a titled gentleman of Itachi's caliber was discovered to prefer the sensual company of another man it would cause a scandal that would completely destroy the Uchiha good name. So Naruto and Itachi had to be careful with how they spent time together but that was fine with Naruto. He'd be more than happy to sneak around behind society's back so long as Itachi wanted him.

He leaned his neck to the side and raised a hand to tug at his cravat, offering his lover better access to his skin. "I am yours, for as long as you want me."

Itachi brushed his lips against golden skin. "Always Naruto. I will always want you, even beyond the day I leave this earth."

Naruto smiled and ran the fingers of one hand throught the silken tail of Itachi's hair. "Let's go to bed and you can show me."

Yes, Naruto thought as Itachi tugged him upstairs, one day he'd have to share Itachi with another but for now the viscount was all his and he intended to enjoy it.