"Attackers will do that." Itachi pushed Neji back so he could look at the cut, examining it closely. "You'll be fine." He reached up and cupped Neji's face. "You did a fine job in protecting yourself. But why...?" He shifted, looking over at the body nearby, examining it. Pushing up a sleeve, he examined a tattoo on the man's skin. "They were of the faction our target belonged to," he said, anger shaking in his voice. "They were coming for me, or for you to hold against me."
Neji shivered and shook his head "I did not..." His head shot up as Itachi identified his attackers " But...how would they know? We haven't been together that long..."
Itachi let the dead man's arm slip out of his grasp and sighed. "They were probably watching me for weeks. Spending so much time in one person's company would attract their attention. All they needed was a catalyst." Turning back to Neji, he sighed. "Go get cleaned up. Give me your clothes when you're done. I'm going to take care of the bodies."
Neji nodded and clung to him quickly before standing and heading to the shower. He lit a candle and a garbage bag and wiped himself off with paper towels before burning them over the candle. He was maybe being overcautious but... He didn't want blood in his shower in case he did become a suspect. He turned on the shower and stepped under the hot water.
Itachi quickly began cleaning up, pulling on a pair of gloves from his pocket before handling the bodies or the bags he was packing them in. Scrubbing the floor clean, he went over the room with a fine-tooth comb, looking for anything and everything that the attackers could have come in contact with and wiping it down. Anger bubbled in him that they could have even thought to try and hurt Neji because of him. He would go back and kill the rest of them, but he figured that once these five lackeys disappeared as well as the man they had been given to kill. He propped the door open and took the bags with the bodies down to his car and grabbed his keys again. Sticking his head into the bathroom, he called, "Neji, I'm going to take care of the bodies. I will be back in twenty minutes."
Neji looked up from where he was scrubbing himself so hard it hurt,cleaning everywhere he could think of. He didn't want Itachi to leave but he knew if he didn't want to be dragged in front of the judge he'd have to let him.
Itachi dumped the bodies and the bag of contaminated bedding and clothes, the bags blending in with the millions of other black trash bags in the landfill. Even if the bodies were ever found, in this city full of intrigue and the underworld, nobody would care. Driving back as fast as he could, Itachi reentered the apartment and put clean sheets on the bed, making it up again neatly. Taking his shoes off, he sat heavily, scrubbing his face. If they'd taken Neji...he growled softly and shook his head. They would have died by his hand. Nobody hurt his Neji.
Neji had scrubbed himself until his skin chafed and came out of the bathrom holding a bandage and some ointment. He had cleaned the slice across his chest but it still bled slightly. Sitting in the bed next to Itachi silently he looked up. "Could you help me/ I can't wrap it properly.
Wordlessly, Itachi took the ointment and the bandages, shifting and nudging Neji around so they were facing each other. Squeezing the ointment out onto one finger, he gently dabbed it along the cut, being as gentle as possible. When he'd finished with that he took the bandages, pressing the sterile pads along the cut and binding them down with the bandages. When it was done he set the tube of ointment and the bandages on the nightstand and pulled Neji into his lap. Wrapping an arm around the other's waist, he stroked the long hair he'd missed so much.
Neji hissed and closed his eyes as the ointment burned the open cut.He shifted in Itachi's lap and pressed as close as he could to him,burying his face in Itachi's neck. "I missed you..."
He turned his head, resting his chin on top of Neji's head. "I missed you too," he murmured. "How was your week?"
Neji shrugged and snorted " It was ok...until the random people decided to try to kill me" He said dryly
"That is my fault," Itachi said quietly. "You now see the risks of being with me. You could be hurt, kidnapped, or killed even, just because you are with me." He sighed. "Do you still want me, even if you might die because of me?"
Neji shook his head and pulled away so he could look Itachi in the eye. " You told me before that it would be dangerous... and as they found tonight...I'm not so easy to kill..." He looked down "Either way my answer won't changed..." He leaned forward and kissed Itachi hard.
Itachi responded instantly, one hand fisting into Neji's long hair, the other tightening around his waist. His tongue pushed into the other's mouth, desperate for a little taste. It had never failed to get his mouth watering when he'd been away, and now the taste of his lover was intoxicating. When he finally pulled away, breathing hard, he pulled away only enough for air to get to them. "Good," he whispered. "I've grown attached to this necklace you gave me."
Neji moaned softly as he responded to Itachi's tongue. He had missed the feel...the taste of Itachi. He panted as Itachi pulled away then smiled as his fingers came up to run along Itachi's throat,over the hair. "I'm glad..."
"And mine..." his fingers danced along the necklace that now rested on Neji's chest. "...looks better on you." He ducked back in for a kiss, hands running up and down Neji's body.
Neji shivered and kissed back,the ears that had been flat against his head from the evenings stress relaxing.
Itachi pulled away, gently rubbing Neji's ears just how he liked it. "Just relax. You are tense."
Neji's eyes fell to half mast as a purr rumbled from his chest and he fell bonelessly against Itachi. " Almost dying seems to do that to you" He said,sarcasm lacing his voice.
"Only the first few times," he replied, holding Neji against his chest. "After that it becomes less shocking." Closing his eyes, Itachi rested his head on top of Neji's and breathed in his clean scent. He'd missed it.
Neji nuzzled Itachi's chest wanting to be closer. He had missed the other...more than he could say. " How did your mission go?"
"It was more difficult than anticipated." Itachi scowled. "We were improperly advised of the situation and had to resort to...unorthodox tactics." He held Neji ever closer, still scratching just behind the soft ears.
Neji slid his hands up to massage Itachi's shoulders as his purring intensified. " unorthodox?" he asked drowsily.
Itachi thought about how he and Kisame had bespelled their way through the hideout of their target, cutting down everyone in their way. "More aggression was used than is usual for Kisame-san and myself," he said. His shoulders hunched forward as he silently asked for more of Neji's gentle massages, and his fingers found a particular spot behind each ear, digging in and rubbing in circular motions.