Disclaimer: i dun own Naruto, nor do i make any money from this...

AN: Well, guys looks like I'm alive! I'm working on another drabble for my XOver. Right now I can't decide between Kuroshitsuji and FFVII...I'll give you guys a little sypnosis.

Kuroshitsuji - Itachi is the demon and Naruto is his master. Their relationship is different from the others, Sebastian/Ciel and Claude/Alois, in the fact that there is no contract. Naruto is Kyuubi's heir and Kyuu is the King of the Ninth gate/circle of Hell. In this story, the 9 heirs of hell are born as humans. Naruto is the last heir to be born and the others have already succeeded their predecessors. So no Gaara. Itachi is assigned to Naruto from birth.

FFVII - Itachi is a First Class SOLDIER and Naruto is a TURK. More specifically, Itachi was the General before Sephiroth and Naruto was head of the TURK department before Tseng came into the pic.

Well, pick and choose peeps!

Enjoy

Niwasae Shiina

Hands

Naruto loved watching Itachi's hands. There was something mesmerizing about them, that he couldn't keep his eyes away from those pale and graceful appendages. Itachi's hands were perfect. They were large with long slender fingers and perfect shell pink nails. However, as perfect as they may have seemed, even Itachi couldn't escape the disfigurement that came with their profession. His fingers were calloused, well worn from the weapons he handled; and there was a burn mark on the inside of his left palm, from when he grabbed a hot kunai that was about to strike the young blond. Many thought that Itachi was as cold as his personality, but Naruto knew different. Itachi was anything but cold. His hands emitted the kind of warmth that one would expect from a hug, or a blanket straight out of the dryer. It was wonderful. Not surprisingly, there was nothing he loved more than when Itachi would grab his hand and hold on tight, like he was afraid that Naruto might slip away. And when Itachi slipped his hands underneath his shirt to touch his skin, there was no other way to describe how much he loved those hands other than the fact that he was in heaven.