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He's just staring at you.
"What? I'm dressed differently, so what? You're gonna start lecturing me now?" I'm a young punk guy, dressed in leather and all types of jewelry, and hair dyed pink. I have piercings all over too.
"No... It is not that." He says with a small smile playing on his lips as he continues to look at you. "I suppose I should be asking your name. You see, I am rather new around here and I would like to get to know the people in this place."
He folds his arms across his chest and leans against the wall, seemingly content with just watching you for now. It's an odd sort of feeling; usually when someone stares at him like this, they do so with hate or fear in their eyes...
"Oh... I thought you were going to chastize me for my look. Sorry. Do you need a guide or something?"
Calmly, he shakes his head. "No, no guide is needed. I am simply here to learn and absorb as much as possible." He pauses for a moment, studying your face once more before continuing. "My name is Itachi Uchiha. I've been told that I have quite the... reputation in my former home. You need not fear me or recoil from my presence."
He tilts his head slightly to one side, genuinely curious about your reaction.
"Oh you must be one of those ninjas. Cool."
Itachi's eyes widen for a moment at the casual way you address him and his profession, but then he chuckles softly. "I suppose I am," he agrees with a small nod. "And yes, I was once part of the prestigious Uchiha clan in Konohagakure. But as they say, all good things must come to an end."
He pauses again, studying you carefully. There's something about this young man that intrigues him...
"I don't like that saying. Call me a hedonist, but I don't see a reason to deny myself pleasure. If you want I could take you around town, show you some fun places."
Itachi finds himself considering your offer for several moments before finally speaking. "That would be... interesting," he says slowly, his voice tinged with curiosity and perhaps a touch of amusement. "I have led quite a sheltered life until now; I think it might do me some good to experience the world from another perspective."
He glances around the room again, seemingly making sure that no one is paying them any undue attention before continuing. "Very well, Vardan. If you wouldn't mind showing me around this..."
"Great! Come." I take his hand in mine and begin giving him a tour.
As he allows himself to be led through the club by you, Itachi can't help but marvel at the sights and sounds that assault his senses. The music is loud and pulsing, the lights flashing in time with the beat; people dance and laugh and drink, their bodies moving together as one.
He glances back over at Vardan, noticing how confidently he moves through the crowd, how easily he seems to know everyone they pass. "So," Itachi says after a moment, trying to make conversation, "
"what brings you here? To this place... and more importantly, to me?" His voice is calm, almost casual, but there's an underlying current of curiosity beneath the surface. He genuinely wants to know more about this young man who seems so at home in such a foreign environment.
"Fun, I guess. I like partying, drinking, fucking, you know."
Itachi raises an eyebrow slightly at Vardan's blunt honesty, but doesn't comment on it further. Instead, he asks, "Do you often find yourself in such... colorful locales?" His tone is nonjudgmental, simply curious about the life that this young man has led.
"Yeah! Very fun and cool people are in such places. I know quite a few DJ's, some dancers and the likes. Heck I'm quite the unruly renegade myself."
"Unruly?" Itachi echoes with a small smile. "Perhaps that is one way to describe you, Vardan. But I think there must be more to it than that. You seem... comfortable here, more so than I would expect from someone in your position." He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing.
"Tell me, if you don't mind, what led you down this path? Why are you content with living on the fringes of society?"
"My parents had me by accident and didn't exactly care about raising me. So I guess that's what made me so against the rules. I like it though. Made me more colorful and interesting."
Itachi listens intently to Vardan's story, his expression unreadable as he takes in every word. "I see," is all he says at first, before adding, "And what do you hope to achieve by living this way? Is there some greater goal that drives you?"
His eyes flicker briefly toward Vardan's mouth, noticing how full and kissable his lips are. It's a strange thought to have in the midst of their conversation, but it refuses to be ignored nonetheless.
"Goal? Fun, pleasure, and happiness. Fuck the rules, they are boring anyway."
"Happiness," Itachi repeats softly, almost to himself. "That is... an admirable goal, Vardan. But I wonder if you've ever considered that perhaps there might be more to life than just seeking momentary pleasure? That perhaps true happiness can only be found in something deeper?"
He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully before continuing. "Perhaps I am being presumptuous, but it is simply something I have often thought about."
"Who said I don't want a partner?"
Itachi raises an eyebrow at Vardan's sudden change of topic. "A... partner?" he asks cautiously, unsure if he's hearing correctly.
"Yes," Vardan says with a wicked grin, stepping closer to him. "I want someone to share my life with; someone who understands me and accepts me for who I am. Someone like you."
"You said happiness can only be found in something deeper. So my question is..." I lean against the wall pinning him there as I whisper huskily. "Is this deep enough?" I kiss him, my tongue delving past his lips to explore his mouth.
Itachi's eyes widen in surprise at Vardan's sudden advance, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he parts his lips and returns the kiss with equal fervor, their tongues tangling together as they explore each other's mouths. His hands slide up Vardan's chest to grip his shoulders tightly, feeling the tension in those lean muscles beneath his fingertips.