12 -Itachi Uchiha-

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[Name's] POV

"Well? Can I come in?" Itachi asked again. I just stood there, shocked.

He was handsome, no doubt about that. Long jet black hair, the same obsidian eyes as Sasuke but his skin was just a tad bit tanner.

"Are you going to answer or what?" And his voice was so deep and smooth; it shot shivers up and down my spine.

What do I say? What CAN I say? I'm supposed to be mute!

I'm sorry. Sasuke told me not to let you in. Please leave!

I prayed that Sasuke's brother knew sign language, other than that, I'm screwed.

Itachi raised his eyebrow, a smirk slowly appearing on his face.

"Oops, didn't know she was deaf," Itachi chuckles to himself.

No, I can hear you. I'm just a mute, not deaf.

"Oh, so you can hear me? Good!" Itachi smiles. "That means I don't have to work on my sign language skills." Sasuke's brother slid right pass me, strolling into Sasuke's room.

I rush over to Itachi standing at a desk in the corner of the room and grab his arm. Giving all of my effort, I try pulling the older male out of Sasuke's room. He just stares at me, smirking, not moving an inch.

"What are you doing?" he questions as he watches me attempting to drag him to the door.

I let go, and huff. Sasuke doesn't want you in here! Please leave.

A moment or two of silence before Itachi asks, "What's your name?"

It was like he completely ignored what I said. But I answer him anyways.

[Name].

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady." Itachi lifts my chin up and inspects my face. "You have dazzling eyes."

He releases my chin and let his hands travel down my neck and to my shoulders, gently pushing my grey cardigan off my shoulders. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as that article of clothing slid off my arms and onto the floor.

"You should probably pick that up," Itachi smirks as he walks around me.

I blink a few times, confused and dazed.

I was so sure he was going to strip me down...

I bend over to pick up my cardigan but, I feel as if someone is staring at me. Turning around, I spot Itachi leaning against the wall, a smirk plastered on his face while he admires my backside. My cheeks become warm, from anger or embarrassment, I didn't know.

Stop staring!

I glare at Sasuke's brother and he just shrugs his shoulders. "Sorry," he chuckles, moving closer to where I was standing. "Couldn't help myself."

His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me in for an awkward side hug. Itachi's fingertips brushed against my bare ticklish side, almost emitting a yelp from me.

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