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JFR123- Hi thanks for reviewing! Asuma would be her half brother as they share different mothers and yes she will be meeting Itachi's family very soon! :)

This is genuinely how I imagine Itachi learning about sex haha enjoy! :D

Some say that the first lesson is always the hardest, Itachi would disagree. Although particularly awkward, sitting through the tales of each and every single one of his cousin's sexual adventures was by no means as bad as what Shisui was making him do now. Narrow crawl spaces, tiny arches, suffocatingly thin alleyways, anything that looked a tight fit Shisui sent Itachi squeezing through. Every time Itachi asked why he always received the same answer 'You'll thank me when the time comes.' Itachi would blink his innocent eyes in confusion but wouldn't question the methods being taught to him, after all when had Shisui even steered him in the wrong direction? By the end of the day it hadn't felt like day off at all.

The following morning was just like a rainy day without the rain. Everyone was miserably going about their day like the skies were grey and a heavy depression hung above them.

Kakashi wasn't at Anbu HQ when he arrived and the others were in no mood to make conversation with 'The Uchiha Prodigy' so Itachi did the responsible thing and sorted through some of the mission requests he would have to deal with that month. Instead of at the dusty desk that sat in solitude by the door he leant by the window, pushing it slightly ajar to feel the breeze on his face. His eyes stared at the paper in his hands but his ears strained listening to the sounds of Konoha, listening for one important voice. He knew that if he heard her, even amongst a thousand other sounds, he'd be able to distinguish Kumiko from anything else.

Coffee brewed, a plate of hot buttered toast balanced on the palm of his hand, Kakashi knocked cautiously on the door.

"Kumi?" He tapped quietly, sliding the door open. The room was dark for a change, she had covered the window with her duvet and was lying with a thin blanket instead. He'd never seen her do that before. She must have wanted to block the rest of the world out very badly, but why? Her eyes flashed open as he took one tentative step into the room, she bolted upright, scanning the room with puffy eyes. She looked exhausted, she must have only just fallen asleep.

"Just me, don't worry." He grinned, edging closer towards her. If he got close enough he might be able to see if she was injured, pain could cause ninja to behave oddly sometimes.

"Thank you, Senpai." She replied, her voice hoarse. Now she knew he was there, he returned to the kitchen so that she could change and join him. She appeared in a few minutes kitted out in her typical ninja attire. The coffee was still hot but she picked up the cup and took a long sip.

"Do you want to talk?" He sighed. Even an incredibly strong hit of caffeine hadn't perked her up. There was no emotion in her face to suggest she wasn't alright but he just knew, there was a certain aura around her- a dark one. He had the urge to put his arm around her small shoulders but feared that it would do more harm than good, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable, if he did that she would never open up to him again.

"Nope." She replied and began to pick at the toast.

"Ok. I'll go first. Have you heard the news?" She nodded but that was it, she gave no inclination to how she felt about it, if she felt anything about it at all.

"You might not have known him but he was your uncle after all. I thought you might be a little...upset." She kept her face blank, revealing nothing like she had been taught. Even if it wasn't for the curse seal restricting her voice it wasn't like she would tell him that she had murdered her own uncle the night before. It didn't matter that she hadn't known who he was, if she had known she still would have killed him, wouldn't she? Last night was the first time she had seriously questioned her orders, it was a terrifying prospect to open her eyes and see all of the horrible things she would do without thought but now they had been open to the possibility that what she had done might have been wrong it was hard to close her eyes on the truth again.

Sensing the conversation would achieve nothing but piss her off, Kakashi cheerily added, "If you're not too traumatised then you can help me out today, I've already cleared it with Danzo." That was the first thing he had done when he heard the news, whenever anything potentially devastating happened he liked to keep her close by. She took a final mousey nibble from the toast and abruptly stood and said, "Ok, let's go." Without meeting his eye once. How could she? She felt...ashamed.

Walking the streets was awful, she stuck to kakashi's side like glue but even his presence was of no comfort. Young and old, villagers were distraught. Out of respect for the dead everyone had dressed in dark clothing and adorned their windows and doorways with colourful selections of flowers. Kumi tried desperately to keep her eyes on the floor but the spoken accounts of the murder were loud and drew her eyes to whoever was speaking. She didn't think that anything could pull her out of the hole the sad people around her were digging, that is until Kakashi said, "Itachi will be pleased to see you." The comment didn't demand a response, he just wanted to remind her of the fact that Itachi was there.

Kakashi's usual casual pleasantries filled the room, addressing his fellow Anbu members as he always did. His footsteps were loud and obvious, Itachi had them unconsciously memorised, the second set accompanying him were almost silent, barely a soft padding. Kumiko's voice was quiet, timid almost. She greeted her comrades formally and with a polite bow, he assumed from the scrunching of clothing following each sentence. Itachi had relocated to the office in the back of the room. She was getting closer. He held his breath and listened, he heard a third set of footsteps and frowned. Who else was accompanying her? The tempo was rapid, tread booming, he couldn't picture was sort of ninja could possibly make such a noise and why they would be running around manically inside the office of the Hokage's Anbu until he released his pent up breath. He had been holding it for so long that a sharp ache stung his lungs on the exhale, which only seemed to increase the sounds he was hearing...and then it hit him, it was his own heart beat thudding like a drum as she drew nearer and nearer. When she finally followed Kakashi into the room he feared his heart would explode. Kakashi greeted him a little more fondly than he had the others and moved past him to inspect the documents Itachi had organised on the desk leaving Kumiko hovering in the doorway bathed in light from the windows like an angel.

Itachi was staring. He knew he was staring but felt powerless to stop himself. He couldn't look away but he couldn't find any words to present to her either. After the day spent with his single minded cousin it was very difficult not to think about the things they had been discussing for hours and hours with her standing right in front of him.

"Hello." She spoke, clearly uncomfortable with the dumbfounded attention that he was giving her. Like an idiot, he continued to gape. The new shade of china white she had adopted that day both worried and compelled him. The shade gave her a look of innocence, made her almost pitiable but suggested that she was unwell. He just wanted to take her in his arms and never let go. Why? He asked himself, deep in thought. Because he viewed her as his to protect. Glancing over his shoulder she returned Kakashi's shrug and turned to leave the room.

Panicking, he blurted out "Hello!" in a very loud voice. In fact, it sounded more threatening than friendly. Following her the few feet she had managed to escape, he checked Kakashi was out of listening range before forcing himself to relax a little more. She looked at him strangely as he approached and he didn't blame her. After the time they had spent together it wasn't the reaction he would have hoped for if he was her either.

"I'm sorry, Kumiko. I was...well, I just..uhhh... I missed you." His electrifying beam lit up the shy pink blushes on both of his cheeks aswell, he wasn't used to being so forward! After the evening she'd had she wanted nothing more than to through her arms around him and tell him how much she had missed him too but she would never allow herself to do such a thing, especially not the way she was viewing herself now. Instead she did the only thing she knew how to do, she blocked him out, bowing robotically to him just as she had done to everyone else before brushing past him towards Kakashi. His hand twitched, fighting the urge to grab her hand.

Kakashi split the work load between himself and Itachi, the weeks work was piles and piles of s-ranked mission requests. Usually he kept the assassination missions more to himself but Kakashi found himself handing more of them to Itachi this time. He knew that the Uchiha would ask to take Kumiko along with him and he had also observed the awkward situation between them In the office, the best thing for them would be a life risking mission where silence is prioritised. He sent the others off on recon and evidence missions in pairs and along with Hayate assigned himself a multiple assassination within fire country.

"Itachi, which target are you and Kumi hitting first?" The Uchiha Anbu captain looked up from the files in his hands.

"This 'Doku Kage rebellion' sounds interesting." Itachi mused, glancing at Kumiko, her face was blank, disinterested.

Kumi and Itachi off together again (YAY!) but will it do them good? :o