Thread: Kizan  Uchiha (Me & VS)

He pondered his brother's potential change. Sasuke was sincerely a victim of his lies and attempts to do what's right. It wasn't that Sasuke couldn't change, Itachi was certain that his little brother's nature was never truly as rotten as his previous actions led the world to believe. It was his little brother's forgiveness that he doubted. Not that Itachi was actually entire opposed to dying in their fight either. Madara wants to use you just Orochimaru does. I would be lying if I said I was entirely different. I just... I would never become like them. I merely wish to give you the chance to live. My own feelings, desires, none of them matter. She mentioned his choice of Tsukiyomi, the illusion he decided invite upon her had been brought into question along with her quality of life. He gave her his serious, all business expression. Beyond the land of wind lies a beautiful paradise town where no one wil find you. The nature there is far more potent and it is simply impossible for you to not find peace with the awful haunting memories in your head, there. I will help you find the biggest reason to live and I can finally be at peace. Only then. He whispered the last things as his arms craddled her body. Her head onto his chest with her fingers in the mesh of his shirt. In a way, she was his distant, young cousin. A female with a womanly body and her cute flushed face. He tried to lie, timidly. It was too... Maintain your sanity through the long passage of time of Tsukiyomi. Stimulation of your skin and limbs help to keep your mind active enough as to prevent madness. I didn't want you to lose it. She fell asleep against him after agreeing to trust him. It pained him a little that she trusted him so much. His hands holding her back had pleaded to sneak dowm and feel her ass between his long thin fingers. To touch her breasts and taste her lips. Her groin in his lap, with only his cloak protecting her from his bulge. It was all too much to bare. But he did bare it. He wasn't a rapist, the guilt of such a thing would break him down all over again. The bridge of his nose ran into her hair as he smelled her. Holding her close as he almost melted beneath her. And then something happened to make his heart throb beyond control. A line of red growing over the top of his cheeks ans across the bridge of his nose as he began to feel his heavy hot breath moisten her exposed face skin. She moaned his name in her sleep at it made him become so, insanely aroused. He felt his own rapid heart beat plop so rapidly as to run up to the back of his ears. Without giving himself the chance to molest her sleeping form, he gathered some items in a sack and tossing it over his shoulder. With a little preparation he held the sack over his shoulder, his right hand keeping it's opening shut and his right arm beneath her legs and his left arm beneath her back. His crows creating a part in the water before he leaped out into the night. His powerful legs and back and arms carrying her and their things across great distances. He wouldn't stop until he entered a border village and purchased them a safe room. Not in the inn, but in an advertised building where a young male was looking for more permanent roommates. Itachi paid to stay the night with Kizan in the spare room. They would be safe like this, undoubtedly. Exhausted, every sign showed, he huffed and puffed with sweat on his face and bangs as he laid her cloaked and bandaged body onto the bed and sat beside her.