{open} It was a beautiful morning.

[youngesthokage]

He was in a wonderful mood. He'd gotten in later than intended due to the rather long talk with his mother, which had been oddly easier with this one than the one from home ever was anymore, and by the time he'd made it home is good mood had returned and he'd settled right to bed.

Morning, on the other hand, had brought the flowers and he found himself looking out the window in curious fascination at them, mussed from sleep and somewhat bewildered.

Since when did snow bring flowers?

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[youngesthokage]

He smiled, kissing his chin. "Not everything needs to be subtle."

[itachi_san]

He smiled back, letting his head fall to his partner's shoulder.

"I bet the rest of you isn't subtle at all." he whispered teasingly. "...That wasn't too subtle a request, was it?"

[youngesthokage]

He released his hands and reached to undo his pants. "Mmm not so far as I could tell."

[itachi_san]

Itachi perched on the table, leaning back a little. The hokage's nimble hands moved with such grace as he unfastened his pants. He couldn't help but stare as they started to slide over his hips.

His body truly was that of a well-trained ninja with all strengths. Those lean, but powerful legs. Those sturdy abdominal muscles, defined just enough to suggest a more tender side underneath. And of course, what would a ninja be without his weaponry?

[youngesthokage]

The staring made him smile, and he gave a long stretch before dropping his hands to his sides. "Do you approve love?"

[itachi_san]

A faint blush brushed across Itachi's face. He blinked, and then blushed a little more as he smiled even more.

"How could I not?"

[youngesthokage]

He laughed softly and arched his spine, looking at him through his lashes. "How excellent."

[itachi_san]

Itachi's clothing was far easier to shed. It was really just the product of years of impending blindness, but he didn't care for buttons or complicated fasteners.

He pulled the simple high-collared shirt over his head, and let it fall to the floor. He undid the simple loop from his drawstring pants. He hopped a little on the table, and as loose as they were, they slid right down his legs.

[youngesthokage]

He peered up at him and made a little noise of appreciation, running a palm up his belly. "Very nice."

[itachi_san]

Itachi looked down as he met the Hokage's hand with his own. It was the first time he'd even seen himself clearly. And there really was a difference between them.

The boys weren't exaggerating. He really was smaller, thinner, and his bones were just as defined than his muscles. He held the Hokage's hand, and lifted them both, palm to palm, just looking at them.

"Your eyes... They were never as damaged as mine, were they?" he asked nervously, barely above a whisper. "You're used to seeing this..."

[youngesthokage]

"My sight improved after the surgery, but I never let it go as far as yours, no. I couldn't afford to walk around the village with my Sharingan active."

[itachi_san]

"I couldn't afford not to..." Itachi replied without a second thought, still staring at their joined hands.

His partner knew (for all intents and purposes) what he looked like from the very beginning. And here, he'd been wondering if the Hokage loved what he saw as much as Itachi could now say he did.

Silly...

Itachi smiled.

[youngesthokage]

The smile pleased him and he leaned in, brushing a kiss over his lips. Much better.

[itachi_san]

Normally, Itachi would close his eyes, but he kept them open this time. The sparkle in his partner's eyes was hypnotizing. He couldn't break away.

But he returned the kiss, as deeply and passionately as he always did. And he leaned back on the table as the Hokage leaned forward.

[youngesthokage]

He lingered over the kiss for a long moment before pulling back, making a low noise as his smile deepened. "Perfect."

[itachi_san]

Itachi sat up a little, sliding back on the table. His toes curled against the edge of the wood and he spread his legs wider. He rested his elbows on his knees and leaned in.

"What's perfect?"

[youngesthokage]

"Mmm. Seeing you seeing me." He slid his hands out, running his fingertips along his arms. "Perfect."

[itachi_san]

Itachi raised his eyebrows playfully.

"Maybe... I'd like to see even more."

[youngesthokage]

He blinked, then hummed lowly. "Really now. And does this more involve me giving you a show love?"

[itachi_san]

"I'm not used to appreciating you with all of my senses." he blushed a little, fingers tracing a thin line down past the Hokage's waist. He was so used to touch because there really was no other way. But now... "I guess I'm... a little bit lost..."

[youngesthokage]

He took his hand and brought it to his lips, sucking a fingertip. "I'll be happy to show you whatever you like."

[itachi_san]

"I'd like... to see you get excited." The downward path of his eyes told the Hokage exactly what he meant by that. "I'd like to see you see me get excited."

[youngesthokage]

He laughed lowly and shifted his stance, holding the other man's hand to his chest as he tossed his hair behind his shoulder. "Very doable love."

[itachi_san]

Itachi smirked playfully.

"Then by all means, please, do."

[youngesthokage]

He hummed, wandering his hands lightly down his own chest, watching him as he contemplated how to go about this. He hadn't really gotten to ever put on a show for his lover before, after all.