Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-sensei.

WARNING:Older guy/ young girl kind of story. Heavy content.

This is my English version of my fic "Bayitas al Aire". I got to say it sound so much sweeter in Spanish, not sure why. And it is a pain to translate. Anyhow English is not my first language, feel free to point out any errors.

Dedicated to Voyna, a dear that hates the Naruto ending as much as I do and is currently writing a very exciting and super realistic Hina/Sasu, if you like that pairing you should read her "The Forsaken Heirs".

Itachi knew from the beginning that this party, his cousin's idea, was going to be a complete disaster.

He walked through the house measuring and calculating the damages, the party had overflowed the parameters he had specifically instructed and warned Shisui not to cross.

Not even the fact that Minato-sama was atending, put any kind of self-restrain on the attendees.

The music resonated loudly all over the Uchiha compound and he knew without a doubt, that none of his clan's patrol units would come to put any kind of order in the house, since they were mainly the ones dancing and creating mayhem overall. They were taking advantage of the fact that their leader and lady of the house were conveniently absent on official business for the village.

Truth was that Uchihas, despite being feared and respected throughout Konoha, were known for hard partying. Particularly when Fukaku was absent. He did not like parties, finding it an embarrassment the behavior clan members would adopt every time there was one.

Glasses, plates were laying everywhere and tumults of people, some Itachi did not even know. A puddle of vomit lay in a corner in the garden, next to the lateral porch.

He had warned Shisui beforehand that he didn't want any kind of alcohol in the house, yet he was sure that someone had managed to sneak some in. The 'fruit punch' was particularly suspicious, specially since his relative Uchiha Obito, a known prankster, had been the one to bring it. The chaotic situation all over his house had prevented him to prove his suspicions, and he had observed with no little concern, many girls sampling the 'virgin punch'.

All started when Shisui suggested one day, throwing a surprise party for Sasuke who was turning 16 that month. He was almost sure Sasuke didn't like surprise parties or parties of any kind, but Shisui had convinced him saying how the kid was grown already and that he had to learn to enjoy himself because "life is too short, specially that of the shinobi". He further explained how he couldn't let Itachi's little brother become a young/old man, like his older sibling. Itachi understood he was right. His own habits probably influenced Sasuke's, who was always trying to get approval from his beloved aniki.

Itachi generally enjoyed tea ceremonies and calligraphy, and realized he needed to let Sasuke develop his own likes. Maybe a party is not a bad idea...he thought at the time. He was regretting it now.

The worst for Itachi wasn't finding Anko screaming and grunting vulgarly, her legs around Aoba and his pants past his buttocks, thrusting madly into the woman in a dark corridor. And who the heck invited those two? It wasn't even finding a kneeling Kakashi, Sasuke's sensei, head between the legs of a moaning Inuzuka Hana, who was laying on the coffee table in the tea room, giving her what was obviously cunnilingus. Yes, the same table his mother serves Sasuke and himself afternoon snacks. The worst was finding Shisui himself in Sasuke's bedroom, in Sasuke's bed, with Sasuke's pink haired teammate on her knees, moaning and gripping harshly the sheets underneath her body, while a very excited Shisui slapped savagely the girls butt with his groin, hammering the girl with his very erect sex.

When he heard the sliding door open, he shamelessly looked at Itachi and without stopping, smirked cheekily, gave a thump up in victory, and grabbed the girl by the hips once again to continue on with his activities. Itachi yanked the door close. If he was not mistaken, the girl had always been in love with his brother. He also knew Shisui had liked her for some time, but since he was such a womanizer... He wondered curiously how he managed to seduce her and prayed inside that the girl wasn't drunk.

Tomorrow morning he will have a very serious conversation with his cousin, he decided. And in Sasuke's bed no less, if he finds out, he will kill him. He thought worryingly.

Exhausted physically and mentally, he walked towards his bedroom, ready to call it a day. Tomorrow would be a new day, he thought with resignation. He will suffer his parents disapproval in silence and with dignity, he will not try to cover up anything. He will take full responsibility, like he always does, since despite his good intentions he was ultimately the one who permitted it.

He entered his room somberly, and turned on the light, ready to throw himself in bed, when he noticed the naked nymph occupying it.

He swallowed hard. Despite his 21 years of age, he had never seen the naked body of a woman, least of all one so... so... he could not describe it...wait nymph? A part of his brain asked himself where he had gotten such word, while the other wondered on the identity of the girl. He pinched himself, he had to be dreaming, and it was then that he recognize her, horrified and surprised.

It was the Hyuga princess, sleeping like there was no tomorrow in his futon.

He looked around noting how her clothes had been discarded in disarray. She laid face up, the only piece of clothing covering her body were tiny white panties with red...cherries? He looked almost hypnotized, the manner in which her voluminous breasts moved softly to the rhythm of her respiration, ending on pretty pink nipples.

He shook hard his head, to remove aberrant thoughts, noting that she had not woken up when he turned on the lights and walked towards her. He realized he needed to get her dressed and out of his room. Last thing he needed to finish the day was to involve the clan in some conflict with the Hyugas because he had 'dishonored their dear Hinata-hime'.

He sat next to her, making sure to keep his eyes nowhere near her body, and shook her gently by the arm. He felt, more than saw, by the noises coming from the young lass, because she is young Itachi, don't forget it, -he repeated in his head over and over -that she was waking up. And since when does such a young girl have the body of a goddess?

Inwardly he believed, that perhaps the maiden would scream and get scared, or something similar. However that didn't happen.

"Itachi-kun?...eto...what are you doing in my bedroom?" Singing birds, that's what her voice reminded him of.

In her room? He thought alarmed without letting his face betray his emotions. She has to be drunk. He was certain.

"Hinata-san, have you drank any alcohol tonight?" he started gravely.

"No, not at all," she replied innocently, " I only ate some of the berry punch... it was so good..." she sighed moaningly, sounds going straight to his groin. The blasted punch...

"Do you know where you are right now?" he continued, looking at her finally, not really knowing what to expect.

The girl was sitting Indian style, no modesty, displaying her ample chest. Her red cheeks, probably due to the alcohol, made her look so innocent, leaving Itachi completely flustered. He realized then, that she had no idea what she was doing. How could she, with those eyes...He didn't know her personally, but he did know she was an extremely shy thing.

"Is this not my room, Itachi-kun?" she said in a small voice.

"No Hinata-san, this is my room. You are in the Uchiha complex." His face did not display any of the tumultuous feeling storming on the inside, while trying with superhuman strength not to let his eyes drop to her beautiful bosom...

He couldn't, and he swallowed hard once more observing the way they fell delicately product of gravity. Also, the curve of her abdomen...waist... the in-between her legs... he gasped inaudibly.

"Ah, please forgive me. I thought this was my room, it looks like mine..." she said abashed.

And you sleep naked? Kuso, Kuso, Kuso! he cursed in his mind, even though he never did so in real life, but even then his face never lost its composure. He also wondered dully how was it that a man's room, resembled that of the Hyuga princess.

"They are ugly and unpleasant...aren't they?" she mentioned sorrowfully, lowering her eyes toward where he just had his, while cupping her own breasts. Itachi thought they were the most beautiful things he had seen his entire life. "They are also heavy..." she bemoaned softly.

Any other man would have had his mouth left hanging open, or simply ravaged her, but not Itachi. As an elite ANBU, part of the Hokage's personal guard, he was an expert in keeping his poise under any circumstance.

"One time," she sobbed, "I weighted them, comparing them to fruits. Five pounds, each one, those are ten pounds that I have to carry with me every day. Look..." and she took his hands placing them underneath her breasts. Her little hands cupped his, moving them up and down, so that he could appreciate the weight.

"I see", he replied with all seriousness and aplomb.

Itachi felt with shame, his sex hardening. It was in that moment that he understood the supernatural power that women held over men, to the point that he felt a strange sympathy towards his womanizing cousin. He took note at that moment, that he was not very different from... Jiraiya-sama, for instance or Kakashi-sempai. He felt humiliated and humbled in the face of such thoughts.

He could not help but appreciate the texture of her skin. Soft, tender and clean, just like babies. He weighted them and caressed them with his thumb distractedly, not able to move his eyes away from them. "I see Hinata-san", he repeated mindlessly.

"Itachi-kun, are you alright?" she said, worry tinting her voice.

"I've never been better Hinata-san. Why do you ask?" he whispered while still palming and caressing gently her breasts.

"It's just that...ahmm...you are bleeding." Now I'm a pervert... he thought hopelessly, yet unable to stop his hands from touching her.

He saw a hand moving close to him, noticing the way her breasts jumped softly with the movement. She cleaned the blood flowing from one his nostrils with the back of her hand delicately. He had not even noticed his own bleeding. He breathed in the scent of her hair, she smelled like violets. It was then that he, having her face so close to his, appreciated just how beautiful she was.

He lost himself on her moon like orbs for an instant, letting his eyes roam her face. He discovered that her white pupils had a lilac tint to them, and that her lips were the same rose tone as her aureoles. Pretty lips...

Itachi closed the distance between their bodies, capturing her lips in his, in a wet and ardent kiss. He slid his tongue inside, tasting and savoring her berry flavored mouth. He felt the young woman moan and tremble, exciting him even further.

He separated from her lips, she was breathless, and holding her waist with an arm and the back of her neck with the other, started to roam her neck with nips and wet kisses, traveling down until he reached her heaving bosom.

He suckled and laved them like a newborn babe that drinks his mother's milk for sustenance. He sucked one with fervor, caressing it with his tongue, as his hand fondled the other, emphasizing her nipple with his thumb...'

"And when I'm having my cycle," she continued in a pout, "they hurt, specially when I run..." Itachi felt two sweat drops run down his temple. He never perspired, not even on S class missions.

He let her breasts go, almost reluctantly, after noticing he was still holding onto them.

The girl turned around suddenly, in a doggy position, showing him her sizable backside. The tiny cherry undergarment had wedged itself in between her buns leaving most of her flesh to the man's sight. Itachi let out a suffering groan.

"Yes and look, my hips resemble that of a pregnant woman, they are horrible. Kiba makes fun of me saying I have a hippo's ass." She cried for real this time.

Itachi thought they were perfect...

He knelt behind her, placing an arm on the bed next to her waist, holding his body over the young woman's. He kissed her neck and shoulders while his free hand unbuckled his belt, unzipped and lowered his pants. He moved his naked pelvis to the girls behind while his hand grabbed the panties by the crotch area, moving them aside, making sure his knuckles rubbed her intimate folds. Then he...

Itachi smacked himself in the face with both hands, waking himself up and regaining reason. He had to get out of there, quickly, before he did something he would regret later. He was already gasping. He had been completely lost and unprepared in the face of that situation.

He stood up and went to his closet, grabbed one of his training t-shirts and gave it to the girl. "Put this on, " he said hoarsely.

The girl, oblivious to his state of mind did not take the proffered t-shirt, and raised her arms up in the air while saying, "ok" the way an obedient child does.

Itachi thought he was gonna faint, yet without over-thinking it, put it on her, just like he used to do to Sasuke when he was little. Except that Sasuke did not have such body at that age, neither does he now, thank Kami-sama...Itachi was suddenly glad he did not have a sister.

She went back to lay down on his futon, falling asleep the instant her head hit the pillow.

Itachi stood there, staring at her for a few moments. He didn't know what was worse, seeing her naked or seeing her with his t-shirt on with the clan symbol.

He turned off the light and left to take a cold shower. His skin was hot and clammy, not to mention he needed another part of his body to calm down.

He put on the same clothes he was wearing, not daring going back to his own room again to look for clean clothes. He walked towards the lateral porch, sitting on the wooden floor, leaning his back against the shoji-door that opened his room towards the outside. He never thought of opening his door at any moment.

His house was ample, traditional in the sukiya-zukuri style. He could hear the music a little far away. It was still loud. He wondered where Sasuke was at the moment and what he would do with the Hyuga lady come morning. He fell asleep under the waning moon and the warm summer breeze.

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He woke up that morning with Pochi's crowing, his mother's speckled rooster. He sat there for a while disoriented, body aching from sleeping in a sitting position and wooden floor. He went to the bathroom to clean himself and then to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast.

He found the kitchen a complete disaster, just as expected. It will probably take him and Sasuke two days to clean everything. He would of course, make Shisui help too.

He saw Sasuke in an awful humor and blood-shot eyes, drinking tea together with a very animated Shisui. Yes, Shisui looked way too happy. He felt sudden anger towards his cousin, he would talk to him later not wanting to do it in front of Sasuke.

"Ohaiyo...," Sasuke did not reply the greeting, but Shisui grinned and waved.

He took his time preparing steamed rice, tamagoyaki, broiled fish, miso soup and umeboshi.

"What's wrong with Sasuke?" he asked his cousin in a low voice, who stood next to him to wash the dirty plates.

"Don't say anything now, but I think Naruto's crazy cousin, eh... what's her name?...Karin, I think she raped him." He chuckled.

Itachi tensed, what the heck?!

"Shisui are you sure of that?" there was concern in Itachi's voice.

"Don't worry, no big deal. Let him become a man..." Itachi wanted to strangle him for a second there.

"Shisui he is only sixteen years old...," the words stuck suddenly in his throat remembering what he wanted to do to a girl the same age the night before. Now besides a pervert, I'm also a pedophile. He thought perturbed.

He ate quickly, and preparing a tray with some of the food, left to the room where...well, it is my room.

He opened the door and saw the young lady already up. She leaned on her side, her back towards him, holding her forehead with a hand. She turned around when she heard the door open, and her eyes widened like an owl's.

He saw the girl cover herself quickly with a sheet, after all her legs were naked. He placed the tray softly on the floor, a little farther from her, as he had seen fear in her eyes. The gesture filled him with tender feelings.

"Please don't be scared Hinata-san, I only brought you some breakfast, are you feeling alright?" he said gently.

"Ano...Uchiha-san... where am I...?" she looked flustered.

Itachi passed some saliva, "this is my house, you are in my room." He said then straight to the point.

It seemed to him that she did not remember anything from the day prior, filling him with a sense of relief.

The young girl looked even more scared and ashamed, "ano...wha-what happened yesterday...what di-did I do...?"she looked like she was about to cry.

"Don't worry, you got a little inebriated and fell asleep in my bed".

"But I don't drink alcohol!" she blurted suddenly, completely terrified, "...I ne-never drink...th-that..." she finished softly.

Itachi heard the stuttering, thinking it was so very adorable. His heart beat furiously in his chest just seeing her, so pretty...

"It was the fruit punch...it had alcohol. I am very sorry, it was my irresponsibility not noticing it on time." He was breathless.

She stood up suddenly, getting close to him and knelt on the floor at his feet, forehead touching the tatami. "Onegai forgive me! If you want to tell of this embarrassment to my father, I don't care, just...onegai forgive me... your sheets, they feel like mine..." she said the last in a murmur, as if to herself and had it not been because Itachi was paying complete attention to her, he would have never heard it. Ah... that explains her confusion...

Itachi knelt next to her, holding her arms to lift her up, trying hard not to look down to the way her chest and nipples were prominently marked through his t-shirt, or become fixed on the naked skin of her legs.

He said her gently, "don't worry little one, I won't tell your father, neither am I angry at you. I only brought you some breakfast." His hand held up her face and caressed her cheek with his thumb.

They stood there, staring at each other eyes for a moment. One with desire and the other one fascinated, until they heard the sliding door open.

"Itachi can I borrow..." It was Shisui, in a towel.

Pretty picture we must be painting...thought Itachi ashamed. Holding a semi-naked girl almost in his lap, in his room.

"Ah...my apologies," he said smirking insolently, "I'll see you later Itachi-kun," and left with a chuckle.

Itachi closed his eyes in torment. Shisui only called him that when he was entertained at his expense.

He opened his eyes, and saw the girl looking at her t-shirt horrified. She gave out a squeal, looking up at him as her face turned cherry tomato. She looked like a cornered rabbit, "ahh...I...eto...wha-what..." and then she fainted.

Itachi sighed. He laid her down on his futon once more, covered her and went outside through the shoji-doors. He sat down on the wooden step at the side terrace, letting his eyes get lost on the koi fish pond at a distance, listening to the sound of the bamboo hitting the stone, analyzing the situation.

He did not deliberate for long, he knew already what he would do.

When Hinata wakes up he will accompany her to her house, and he will ask her out. And if she says no... if she says no he knows he will end up doing something stupid trying to make her fall for him.

Owari