The Uchihas?

Maya's POV

The Uchihas?

I stood before the mirror, still reminiscing on what I had just seen, Is it possible that I have finally met him? The man who could do me better? My personal Itachi? I just didn't know what or how to think about this; I pictured his gaze on me, it was very much attentive, too much for my my mental health. I always characterized myself as someone sure of herself, but he had managed to intimidate me. Several seconds passed which seemed the most eternal of my short life.

"Until I find you again, my Itachi," I muttered, I think I thought out loud.

"Itachi?" He echoed that name after me like an echo, a male voice had pronounced it properly, and that name, of course, had already been heard. "What the hell are you doing in the male restroom?" The voice came from behind me, so I turned, and when I faced the owner of that voice, I had to blink several times. It was like seeing this boy who had just hit my chest, but a little younger and with short hair.

Looking around, I could now see it, obviously, I was in the kale restroom, I wondered how I never noticed the obvious, what is wrong with my hormones making me act like a fool? I thought to myself, this time, I made sure I never thought it out loud.

"Sasuke, don't be rude. I know the lady, she is a friend." the the very boy who had hit my chest answered subtly from behind him. I almost choked on my own saliva.

"Sasuke? Are they making fun of me right now?" I mentally questioned myself, seeing the strangest situation I had lived in all my years of experience in this world.

"Oh, Itachi, here you are, we are all waiting for you. It's time," the younger of the two responded, leaving but not before looking at me attentively. Studying me from head to toe with those eyes of his made me feel naked for a few moments, I almost felt my nipples hardened like I was touched.

"My brother is the rude one actually," said the boy, smiling. "Excuse me for interrupting whatever it was you were doing here," he apologized awkwardly with his eyes planted on my nipples. I still couldn't utter a single damn word. Seriously, I was acting like an idiot, if I had been wearing a leader jean, they would have seen me damp.

"We must go. Our family is waiting for us." The older one who had earlier hit my chest said with that voice of his, I could swear that he winked at me.

"Yeah, too bad, but you didn't answer my question. You never said a word even though I'd love to hear you talk" he said.

"Here don't mind my brother," he that hit my chest earlier said, extending me a card. I assumed it was his business card. "I hope to hear from you again, give me a call," he said now his eyes were not on my breast like that of his brother, they were at my thighs, no, directly on my Vee section. What? Did he notice I was wet already?

I stretched my hand to collect the card. When I took the card, his masculine hands touched mine, sending an electric shock so pleasant it scared me. Our eyes crossed, and I felt myself blush. He just smiled sideways and left, leaving me stunned with the card in hand. Please forgive me for saying, that I was thinking nothing more but a threesome with these brothers from my favorite Anime, I know I'm sounding stupid, but trust me, that's my desire.

Several minutes passed with me thinking of the darkest evil I called fantasy, and that's when I was able to get back to my senses. I looked at the card and it read "Uchiha Itachi - Vice President of Uchiha Corporations."

"What the hell is this? Uchiha? This must be a very well-crafted joke," I thought while reading the card. I tilted my head and waddled my way back to the table, where Yoshiro was waiting for me.

"Where were you? I started to worry about you," he told me in his effeminate tone.

"I was in..." I tried to explain, looking a little lost, but I couldn't.

"Let's go," I summarized, taking my bag and leaving the disco.

"Are you OK?" he asked me, concerned.

"Yes... Just take me home," I said, still with a lost look.

"By the way, your parents wrote that they were trying to reach your cell phone, but you never responded. They told you that they were not at home and would be absent for a week."

"So I'll be alone? What I was missing," I replied, knowing the answer was obvious as we walked toward the car. You see, I really have no issues being alone, it's just the dreams that come with it after I must have overused my toys. But if I am with someone, I'll watch my behavior and try not to embarrass myself.

"Yes. If you want, you can stay with me in my apartment. You know it's spacious, and I live alone," Yoshiro told me as he got into the car. Yoshiro actually stays at home, that's quite disturbing, growing up with him, I knew him to be this clingy kind of guy, but now that we are all grown, he has adopted a totally different personality.

"I think that will be best," I replied, imitating him.

"Great, my lady. At least tonight, I won't feel alone," he said, smiling. Yoshiro was handsome, a boy 1.80 meters tall with a very light complexion, blue eyes, and straight brown hair, almost black. He had a well-formed body, and his features were a mix of Italian and Japanese. Maybe if he weren't gay and we hadn't practically been raised together, I would have fucked him, maybe once or more if he proved to be good.