This Tragic Affair Part 5
His mind was befuddle as his unique eyes stared up at the sign that hung outside to indicate where the cabaret was located at. It was a simple sign really with the words 'Bella Donna' spelled out in neon.
Glancing around and making sure that he wasn't followed, knowing that Zabuza would do that to him just to bring his downfall, Hoshigaki started towards the nightclub where the – his – Uchiha was located in. Even with the man in his thoughts made an unconscious smile stretch his lips.
Stepping in through the door, his gaze roamed the open space that was before him. It wasn't a normal club that he knew of. The last time he did go to one it wasn't like this. His stare watched as scandalous dressed ecdysiast danced to the rhythm of the music that had too much bass to go with it. As they bumped and grind with the pole that was positioned in the cages they were in, he watched as some shrugged off some form of clothing.
Before long he finally noticed what else was in the open room that had a few other doors located on the walls. It was dimmed, almost to the point that you couldn't see a person in front of you but on the dance floor that was located in the middle of the room had strobe lights. Tables and the bar was located along the walls except where the doors were.
Stepping around the dance floor, his sable eyes looked around for the Uchiha that he desired nearly constantly now. As he walked around the tables that he could bump into if the lights were turned down any lower, Kisame felt a bit of panic as he saw nothing of his lover. "Where the hell are you Uchiha?"
"You are seriously a pathetic man in the dark." A familiar voice said beside him in an almost purred tone that made his nerves jump in surprise. Turning around, he stared at the unusual eyes that stuck out from anyone else's if you stared at them. Seeing that familiar smirk on his face made a growl creep up to his throat but he swallowed it down.
"Shut up Uchiha." Kisame hissed in annoyance but he wasn't pissed at the man for making him look around for the ebony haired man. He could never be pissed at the man that was his enemy but lover.
Snickering to himself, Itachi closed his eyes and opened them again to see the necklace that he gave his lover while he slumbered. It looked nice on the blue tinted skin man. Turning his gaze to around the room, he saw nothing of family so that meant he didn't get trailed in case his uncle was curious as to why he wanted a break for a night. "Let's find somewhere to sit down. I'm sure you're tired from looking for me."
"I said shut up Uchiha."
Shrugging off the threat that was surreptitious in the man's words, his footsteps took him to an empty table that was located in the corner of the room. It was hidden which was what he wanted in case someone from either's families came in for any fun. Settling down in one of the seats that were around the table, he glanced around the room in case someone didn't fit in. He found nothing of the sort.
Sitting down across from his lover, Kisame's gaze trailed down the shirt that had a few buttons undone to show off the chest that was toned but wasn't too toned that it was disgusting. Nodding a little, he saw the – his – Uchiha look over until giving him his full attention. "What do you want?"
"Did you make it here okay?" Itachi's question surprised the Hoshigaki assassin but he didn't show it.
"Yes. Elder didn't want me working tonight like the others." The blue tinted skin man answered and tried to keep the thoughts of his relative's words out of his mind. It bothered him because the man in front of him meant a lot to him.
Being with the – his – Uchiha made him feel differently than he did before when it came to pleasuring oneself. Being with the enemy gave him a sense of danger that made his blood rush in anticipation. Then there was the fact that the ebony haired man was one hell of a lover and uke that he seemed to get hard thinking about the passionate times. It made him realize that fighting the enemy or someone within your family couldn't replace sex.
Nodding, Itachi looked up in time to see a woman that was in debauched clothing that didn't seem to fit or she just enjoyed having her entire body stick out. It was just asking to be assaulted by someone drunk and it shouldn't bother him.
"What can I get ya gentlemen?" She asked with a smile that seemed fake to both of them.
"Beer." Kisame spoke up first as his gaze turned to his secret lover who seemed like the person that normally didn't drink.
"The same." Itachi replied with a small smile that he let fall to an emotionless line once the woman was gone. Sighing to himself and letting his hands fold, resting his chin on them, he closed his eyes.
"What about you? From what I heard about Madara, he's been a ruthless man to your clan. Is the legend true or a myth on the man?" Hoshigaki inquired since he knew next to nothing on the man that was running the Uchiha clan.
"He can be. Other times, he's different." Itachi said shortly since it wasn't best to give out too much information on his clan to the man that was supposed to be the enemy. Glancing at the unusual eyes, he saw irritation dance in them. It was for the best.
Nodding slowly, the azure haired man looked out onto the dance floor to see the bumping and grinding that was going on. Out of the corner of his eye, he stared at the earring that was given to his lover that was different. He wasn't supposed to fall for someone that's the antagonist to your family. There was just something about him that spoke of darkness but it was small.
"Why did you choose here in the first place Uchiha? This place would be a place where your clan or mine would come to release themselves. Especially with these stupid ass trollop that are wanna be strippers."
It was a good question that didn't cross his mind when he usually thought of the possible outcomes. Nodding and letting the music drown out his thoughts when he normally listened to them until he fell into a slumber. Tonight was different though. He was out on a date – if he wanted to consider it that – with the man that was his lover but also his enemy. "I'm not sure. It seemed like the perfect place to meet because of the fact that it's darker then most clubs here. Its easy to escape if we spot anyone that we know."
It was a good thinking on the man's thought. Chalking it up to the – his – Uchiha this time, Kisame heard the beers hit the table and the woman walk away to attend to other customers. Grabbing the liquor, he downed some of it while Itachi barely touched his. "Afraid to get drunk."
Shaking his head, Itachi wasn't afraid to be besotted by a few drinks. Deep down inside him, a part of him wanted to keep an eye on the door to make sure that no one would tell their elders of their meetings. It was that fear of being caught in the act of something that was illegal that kept whispering to him in the back of his mind.
"Drink up chicken shit." Kisame barked with a laughed. Downing some more of his drink, he set the glass down and leaned over the table. Grasping the shorter man's hands, he pulled them out from under his chin, watching him jump in surprise.
"What the hell was that for?!" Itachi hissed in annoyance as if it was Sasuke who was pulling tricks on him when they were just children. Letting his lips parted slightly, he blinked in surprise at how close the man was.
Between the two of them, the music and everyone around them were distant as if they were pests that didn't bother them. It felt like it was just them in the room that was large enough to house both clans that were out to kill each other.
The sable haired Uchiha was the first to move. Closing the distance between them, his lips captured the harsher ones of his lover. Hearing the sound of his drink falling onto the floor, he ignored it as he pushed himself against the table to get closer to the man.
"Dammit Uchiha." Kisame growled as he tried to get a breath but the man in front of him wouldn't allow him. Pushing away to get the needed breath, he stared at the face of the man that seemed to be the only one that could ignite something in him that was so foreign to him.
Panting himself, Itachi wanted to toss the table away but that would bring attention to them. He didn't want that. He just wanted to be with the Hoshigaki that should be killed by his gun Silver Maria but he couldn't raise his weapon at him. He couldn't kill the man that caused his heart to almost kill over. "Don't damn me to hell because we'll both go when the time comes."
It was true. Kisame and everyone that was involved in this war was going to Scheol when they all passed on. It didn't scare him because it seemed like another adventure. As long as he didn't have to listen to his great-grandfather worrying about what the Uchiha knew then he would be fine with it. As long as he got to be with the man in front of him. That was all that mattered.
Something scared Itachi out of his staring contest with the enemy when he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. He recognized the hairstyle immediately. "Shit."
Like the man that made him feel like a real man again, the blue tinted skin man noticed something that was familiar to him. Looking over fully, he took in the unruly blond hair that almost stuck out in all directions. His clothes were like before with the scarred cheeks taunt by a smile.
"What the fuck is Sasuke doing here?" Itachi cursed as he watched his relation walk to the part of the room that they weren't at. It didn't seem like they noticed them but his brother was good at hiding things also.
They downed their drinks and rose while Itachi dug around to tip the woman. They had to get out of there before the two spotted them. As they speed walked out of the club, they kept their eyes on the people they knew.
Once out of the building, Itachi let a sigh of relief almost release but kept part of it held within him. It wasn't over with yet. He wanted to know why his brother was seeing the blond.
"Too damn close. But that doesn't explain why Naruto was with him? Who the hell was he with?" Kisame thought out loud as he let his back rest on the building and checked to see if he had all his daggers with him. The thoughts of the innocent kitsune of his family being there made him wonder who he really was.
"I don't know but that was otouto-san with him." The Uchiha answered the question and felt a heated glare pointed at him. He ignored it for the thoughts that were racing through his mind. His brother was with the enemy also. What was going on? He was even questioning why they were in this stupid war with the Hoshigaki clan.
"Great. This is just great."
"You're telling me." Itachi hissed at the thought of his brother backstabbing them. It made him want to ring the other Uchiha's neck for treason. Sasuke was the one that was eager to join the clan when he was old enough while he was forced to join because of his brains. It pissed him off to even think of it.
Closing his ebony eyes, Kisame ran a hand across his face, making him wonder how long they could keep it up. It made him feel like a cheating spouse that was meeting with a stripper or someone behind their beloved's back. In this case, his clan was the beloved and Itachi was the stripper.
Grasping the taller man's shirt, the Uchiha leaned up and pressed his lips to his harshly as if to signal to him that they had to depart. They had to. It was for the best. Feeling the passion hit him, making him almost ache to be with the man again like last night, he growled in annoyance. Was the relationship just about sex?
Breaking away and seeing the hidden desire for passion in the ebony eyes. It didn't bother him because he had that same feeling also. He wanted to be with the – his – Uchiha but with that close call, it wasn't worth it. Without any thought, he pushed his lover away and walked off.
It feels good working in this again. I'm actually surprised that I could remember how it's going to end. Please review.