[Itachi]

∞ [Itachi]

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•If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning 

•If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

•If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

•If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

•If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW! 

•My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee Green Tea, Dango and Talk :3 || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

•If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

Pokes her on the forehead.

Izumi blinks a few times before glancing back and forth between Sasuke’s face and the tips of his fingers, the same fingers that were used to poke her forehead mere seconds ago.

“What was that for, Sasuke?”

She chuckles softly and returns the gesture, a cheeky grin plastered on her face.

Izumi’s heart skipped a beat as she felt Itachi attempt to kiss her back. The way his hand caressed her burning, crimson cheek scrambled her brain almost as much as the eggs she had prepared for the two Uchiha boys that morning.

When the kiss was broken, she shyly met Itachi’s eyes, which were shimmering with the familiar glow of the Uchiha’s kekkei genkai. The Sharingan. His Sharingan.

“…Y-yeah, it was.”

Eventually, her brain caught up with her body and she glanced down at her feet, unsure of what to do next.

She did it. Finally, she was courageous enough to kiss him, the young man she had adored for so long. Unfortunately, she had been so busy day-dreaming about the said kiss, that she never really thought about what would happen afterwards.

“I… Oh! What’s the time? How about I meet Sasuke at the academy while you stay here and prepare the table for dinner later? I think I’ll make us all some okonomiyaki with extra cabbage!”

Cabbage. Itachi’s favourite food. Izumi would never tell anyone, but she would always include cabbage in the bentos and homemade dishes that she made for Itachi. She enjoyed seeing his face light up as he elegantly ate her food.

With that all said and done, Izumi hurriedly escorted herself out of the Uchiha’s household and made her way towards the Academy.

“Woah… What do I do now?”

She nervously mumbled to herself, the world around her became blurry as she lost herself in thoughts of Itachi Uchiha.

Quickly stripping herself of her usual attire, Izumi slips into the clothes that she had chosen from Itachi’s wardrobe and smoothes them out with her hands. They were a little baggy on her smaller frame, but so, so comfortable. They smelled like him, too. Itachi had such a subtle, home-y scent which always put her at ease.

“Okay, I’m all finished! How do I look, Ita?”

She strikes a dramatic pose like a model on a runway and giggles to herself, amused by her own playfulness.

When Itachi turns to face her, she catches a glimpse of the light pink hues on his cheeks. Was Itachi actually blushing? And because of her?

She takes a few steps towards him and leans in close, their faces only inches apart as she observes his face intently.

“Ita, are you blushing right now? All this time I’ve known you, I’ve hardly ever seen you like this… You look really cute.”

As if now only realising how close they had gotten, Izumi locks eyes with the slightly taller Uchiha and swallows the nervous lump in her throat, a shade of pink flushing her cheeks to match Itachi’s.

It was as if the world froze around her and nothing else mattered in this moment except for the person she loved and admired who was standing right in front of her. So close. So temptingly close.

Taking a deep, encouraging breath, she closes the gap between them, shutting her eyes in the process, and presses her soft, plump lips against Itachi’s. A perfectly short and sweet first kiss.

Izumi with her regular water-style technique and with her Magekyou Sharingan activated while using Suijin.

This artwork was commissioned by me from the artist Pumiih. Please don’t repost or use it without my written permission. Thank you!

Mod // HAHAHAH literally-

giving head to a guy you actually like is such a joy, seriously

it’s like “thank you for making me laugh, i hope you like your tip at the back of my throat” 

//I'm curious, what is your HC how your Izumi survived Itachi's illusion?

Mod // Hiyah! So sorry for the delay! 🥺 The answer to this question depends on the difference in plots, I suppose?

For example, one RP plot involves the Uchiha massacre never happening, another is Sasuke finding her just in time to get help, and this other one is that Itachi is actually unable to kill her because of his feelings for her.

Thanks for your question, lovely!!💜💜