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Her hand landed squarely on Itachi's chest instead, causing her to gasp in surprise. Her wide eyes met his, and she froze, realizing how close they were. Itachi's hair was down, cascading loosely over his shoulders, making him look even more striking. Kaina's face instantly flushed bright red, her heart hammering in her chest. She stammered, trying to form words, but her thoughts were scattered.
Itachi, noticing her flustered state, stepped back a little to give her space. "Are you okay? You look a bit... off," he said softly, his voice tinged with concern. "Are you feeling well?"
Kaina, still blushing furiously, stammered, "I-I'm fine. I just came to wake you up…" She trailed off, feeling more embarrassed by the second.
Itachi's lips curved into a gentle smile as he nodded. "I see. Thank you." His calm demeanor made her heart flutter even more, but she quickly composed herself, mentally scolding herself for getting so worked up.
They both got ready, the air between them feeling slightly more charged than usual. By the time it was around 8 AM, Kaina stood by the door, fully dressed, her blush finally fading. "Shall we?" she asked, her voice steady once more.
Itachi nodded, a calm look on his face, but as he stepped beside her, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't shake the feeling from earlier when their eyes had locked. His heart was beating faster than normal, though he remained composed on the outside.
As they left the agency, Itachi and Kaina were lost in their thoughts, only to be interrupted by the flash of cameras. Itachi noticed a few people snapping pictures of them and frowned slightly.
"Why are people taking pictures of us?" Itachi asked, his voice low but curious.
Kaina glanced at the photographers and then at Itachi, giving him a small smile. "It's probably for promotional stuff. They might use our photos for posters or ads, you know, for the agency."
Itachi sighed, clearly unimpressed. "I don't like paparazzi."
Kaina giggled softly. "I've gotten used to it. You will too, eventually," she teased lightly.
Itachi exhaled in agreement. "I suppose so."
Deciding to ignore the onlookers, they carried on with their work. The day passed peacefully, with no major incidents or crimes in their area, allowing them to relax a bit toward the end of their shift.
As the sun began to set and their work was winding down, Kaina glanced at Itachi, her heart fluttering slightly. She blushed and hesitated before asking, "Would you like to grab some coffee... here?" She pointed to a nearby café, her tone hopeful but a little shy.
Itachi looked at her and smiled warmly. "Sure."
Kaina nodded, her blush deepening as they walked inside. They found a cozy table, and soon a waitress approached them. "Hello! What would you like to order?"
Itachi, without hesitation, replied, "Dark coffee."
The waitress nodded and turned to Kaina, who was nervously flipping through the menu. "U-uh, how about... a Frappuccino?" she stammered.
The waitress, sensing her nerves, smiled kindly and jotted it down. "Coming right up," she said before heading to the kitchen.
Kaina, now deep in thought, wondered if this could be considered a date. Her heart raced a little at the thought, and she snuck a glance at Itachi. He was looking at her with his usual calm expression, but his gaze seemed softer somehow.
Straightening her posture, she cleared her throat and asked, "This place is nice, right?"
Itachi nodded. "Yes. I've been here before... with my mother, during a quirk test."
Kaina smiled, feeling more at ease. "That's sweet."
Itachi returned her smile and asked, "What do you want me to cook tonight?"
Kaina's face lit up. "Whatever you want! I love your food. It tastes amazing." She smiled brightly at him, her earlier nerves fading.
Itachi chuckled softly. "I'm glad you like it. I don't cook often, but it's something I enjoy." He paused for a moment, thinking back to his past. "I used to make meals for my brother, Sasuke."
Kaina noticed the slight change in his tone, the hint of nostalgia in his voice. "You never made it at home?" she asked.
Itachi shook his head slightly. "Not exactly. But yes, yesterday was my first time cooking in this new place."
Kaina's eyes widened in awe. "Wow... well, it was perfect."
Itachi smiled again. "I'm happy you enjoyed it."
A little while later, their drinks arrived. As Kaina sipped her sweet Frappuccino, she noticed Itachi taking a sip of his dark coffee, seemingly unaffected by its bitterness.
"How can you drink that? It's so bitter!" she exclaimed, wrinkling her nose.
Itachi gave her a soft smile. "I like it. My mother used to drink this, and over time, I got used to the taste. Now, I enjoy it."
Kaina sighed and leaned back in her chair, still amazed. "I prefer sweet things."
Itachi chuckled, his eyes briefly meeting hers. "Good to know," he said, his smile gentle and understanding.
Kaina blushed again, feeling her heart skip a beat as the two sat together, the warm atmosphere making her feelings for Itachi deepen even more.
After they finished their drinks, Itachi and Kaina returned to the agency. As they entered, Kaina gave him a quick smile and said, "Itachi, you can freshen up first."
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