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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Haruno_Sakura/Uchiha_Itachi
  Character:
      Uchiha_Itachi, Haruno_Sakura
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Violence
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      Published: 2015-12-15 Updated: 2016-01-13 Chapters: 3/? Words: 19731
****** Innocent Touches ******
by dhazellouise
Summary
     It all started with a series of innocent touches but even the
     simplest of touch could break through the cold exterior of the
     strongest of men. Non-massacre Itasaku and slight Sasusaku...
Notes
     Innocent Touches
     Rated M
     Romance/Drama
     Itasaku
     I needed something to believe in.
     You touched me with your eyes,
     And I believed.
     I needed someone to believe in.
     You shared yourself, your dreams,
     And I believed.
     But what I really needed
     was to believe in myself.
     You took me within yourself
     And helped me,
     With the love we both shared.
     And because of you
     I am living
     Touching
     Believing
     In something
     In someone,
     In myself…..
     Because of you.
     -Jillien Cruse
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
[Innocent Touches]
 
It all started with a series of innocent touches…..
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"Oh God" 16 year old Haruno Sakura gasped her hand flew to her mouth in horror
as she stared at the stain in the white hakama of the man sitting opposite to
her. Sakura suddenly stood up and rushed to his side, taking her white
handkerchief from inside her green kimono and began dabbing it on the stain.
Sakura was so busy trying to get rid of the stain that she hadn't noticed that
the man beside her had suddenly froze at the contact.
"I'm really sorry" Sakura apologized as she continued to wipe the brown stain
from the man's white hakama but the stain couldn't be removed. The occupants in
the room had gone horribly quite as they watch her futile attempt of removing
the brown stain on the frozen man beside her.
"I'm very sorry" Sakura choked as the tears that she was trying to repress
earlier were obscuring her vision. Sakura hid it with her bangs, afraid that
her two team mates might see the tears gathering in her eyes and most of all
she doesn't want Sasuke's parents to label her as weak. Crying over little
things like a stain on the immaculate hakama made Sakura feel like she was 13
years old again.
"I didn't mean that to happen" Sakura said, her voice shaking. Sakura put more
pressure on her hand as she continued to dab her soiled handkerchief on the
white cloth. Itachi tensed beside her but Sakura really didn't care one bit
since her mind was preoccupied with chaotic feelings and most of them were
anger.
Sakura was angry at herself for being an overly emotional teenager. It wasn't
her fault that she had a bad day at the Hospital or the fact that she was
having her period that day. Sakura wouldn't have gone to this meeting in the
first place but since it was an at most important that she attend this meeting,
Sakura was pressured to come along. She wouldn't let her two team mates go
without her to attend this 'test' as Naruto had put it.
Uchiha Fugaku, Sasuke's tyrant of a father had ordered his youngest son to pull
out from his team to join the Uchiha Police force but Uchiha Sasuke, who had
grown a backbone for the passed years, had downright refused his father's
orders. Sakura was proud of her one- time crush, and she along with Naruto and
their weird friend Sai had celebrated Sasuke's sudden autonomy. Sakura could
still remember how Sasuke had loosened up a bit when they had drunk their first
cup of sake that he even confessed his love for Naruto.
Naruto who had been going out with Hinata was shocked at Sasuke's revelation
but Sasuke had burst out into fits of nervous laughter after his so called
'confession' that Sakura was lead to believe that Sasuke had gone mad. Sasuke
then admitted that it was only a joke and Naruto who was still incredulous at
Sasuke's confession and unusual behavior had accepted his friend's joke with a
nervous laughter of his own.
Sakura hadn't been really drunk that night and had a noticed that Sasuke had
kept on casting surreptitious glances at Naruto's direction when he wasn't
looking. That was when the remaining traces of Sakura's crush on Sasuke had
gone down her emotional drain. Sakura had kept Sasuke's love for Naruto a
secret but Sasuke doesn't know about this of course. Sakura wouldn't dare
confront the arrogant and unfazed Uchiha that he was gay.
Sakura was also sure that this love for Naruto would soon passed because based
on Erik Erickson's psychosocial theory, teenager usually go to this stage of
Role confusion Vs. Identity. Sasuke must have a hard time going through this
stage and Sakura just hope that Sasuke would emerge from this psychosocial
change with a pair of a pants and not a mini skirt.
After realizing that it was already passed midnight, Team 7 (without the
presence of Hatake Kakashi) had parted ways and had gone straight to bed.
Naruto was so drunk that he needed help from both her black haired friends to
bring him home. Funny enough while Naruto was drunk he was as silent as that of
Sai and Sasuke when they were sober while Sasuke had been the exact opposite.
Sasuke had thrown his entire cold attitude replaced by an overly emotional
female version of himself. Confessing his love for Naruto and joking around
like there was no tomorrow. It was a hell of a night alright and Sakura had
enjoyed every second of it.
The next morning after their celebration, they were called by the Hokage to
report about their previous mission but none of them had gone. They were still
suffering from the effects of their drunken night that they had stayed in bed
for the rest of the morning.
The Hokage had sent someone to force them from the confines of their bed when
her Shishou had gotten impatient after hours of waiting for them. Sakura was
sporting a huge headache when she had gotten to the Hokage Tower and Naruto was
no better, her blond haired team mate had wore his green underwear when he had
suddenly appeared beside her, earning a chakra less punch from Sakura. They
waited for Sasuke to arrive but he was late and so they had proceeded to report
to the Hokage without him. Even their usually late sensei arrived before Sasuke
did but as the report went by without interruptions, Sasuke was no where in
sight not even when the Hokage had finally dismissed them.
After giving their report to the Hokage, Sakura and Naruto had immediately set
out in search for their black haired team mate but not before Naruto change
into some decent attire. Sakura wouldn't want her energetic friend running
around the streets of Konoha wearing a pair of boxer shorts, would she? Both of
them had search grueling hours for their black haired team mate but sadly
enough they didn't find any trace of his spiky black hair anywhere near Konoha.
The two of them search all the places where Sasuke usually hang out but he
wasn't there.
The both of them had search for Sasuke everywhere but they had never thought of
searching for him inside the Uchiha Compound. They only thought about it
occurred when Sai had point it out to them but Naruto and Sakura had never
dared gone near the Uchiha Compound. They shook their head and said that
they'll just wait another few weeks for Sasuke to appear before they go to
search the Compound.
The next few weeks had passed and still Sasuke was absent from their training
session with their sensei, Sakura and Naruto became worried. The weeks turn
into months and still they didn't find any traces of him. They had tried to
seek him out inside the Uchiha Compound but the guards there didn't allow them
entry. Only an Uchiha can enter the Compound they said or they can enter the
Compound through an invitation from one of their clan members.
Sakura of course did not fall for such lies and had a nagging suspicion that
the Uchiha Clan leader was keeping Sasuke away from them. They only found out
later from Sai that Sasuke had joined the Anbu Ops and was currently on an A-
rank mission. They had asked Sai , a new member of the Anbu Ops, to report to
them when Sasuke arrive after his mission. It was another few weeks before they
finally found Sasuke and forced him to tell the reason of his sudden
disappearance. Sasuke had been hesitant to tell them the truth and after a
while of 'convincing' him otherwise. Sasuke had finally given in and confided
in them of his father's ultimatum.
The night of their celebration, Sasuke had gone home late and very drunk. His
father had been furious when he saw his son on that state and had given him the
ultimatum.
"Join the Police Force or you will be disowned for consorting with those people
you called friends" Fugaku had said to his son. Sasuke wanted neither of it and
had argued with his father. Mikoto who had woken up from the sound of angry
voices, had tried to soothe the two men into settling the argument in a
peaceful way. Sasuke's older brother was out on an assassination mission and
Sasuke was glad of his absence.
Sasuke didn't want his brother trying to side with him again. Although Sasuke
was glad of his brother's support but Itachi had always made him feel dependent
and made him feel like a baby .Sasuke was no longer the boy who hero worship
his older brother but Itachi seems not to think so. Itachi's habit of poking
Sasuke's forehead hadn't changed one bit and Sasuke was getting frustrated at
his older brother's action.
Itachi was totally oblivious to Sasuke's change or was he? Sasuke didn't know
but he had feeling that it was all an act to test Sasuke's volatile temper but
Sasuke was just glad that he hadn't lost his temper yet.
The absence of his older brother had a huge impact to Sasuke's current
situation. His father had given the ultimatum while Sasuke had had a difficult
time trying to decide what to do. It was a minute or two when Sasuke got an
idea. He would follow his brother's footprints and become Anbu so that he
wouldn't be cage in the Police force and at the same time he could still see
his friends.
Fugaku had been reluctant to admit that Sasuke's idea of becoming Anbu was a
better choice. Fugaku would be proud that that two of his sons are in Anbu. So
Fugaku had agreed to Sasuke's idea of becoming Anbu but the side where Sasuke
could spend time with his friends was not agreeable to Fugaku. It was another
minute or two when Sasuke got another ingenious idea of convincing his father
to let him spend time with his friends.
In the end Sasuke had won both of the bargains but not before agreeing with his
father's terms. Sasuke had to train with him for next few months in preparation
for the Anbu exams. His father had also told him that he was not allowed to see
his friends until Sasuke joined the Anbu Ops.
It was three months and three weeks later that Sasuke had finally joined the
Anbu ranks and it was only week later when he had been assigned to his first
mission. Another few weeks had passed and Fugaku had given Sasuke permission to
see his friends and told Sasuke that he wanted to meet his friends, to fulfill
the last part of the bargain.
Sasuke had been nervous about the idea of introducing his friends to his
father. Sasuke was not ashamed about them of course but he was just suspicious
that his father might reject them easily because his father already knew that
Naruto was one of his friends and the Hokage's apprentice with a civilian
background. Sasuke's father would surely dismiss them as inferior to the Uchiha
Clan and thus Sasuke has no right to be friends with them. Sasuke was
regretting his decision; after all he was the one who introduce the idea to his
father.
"I want you to meet my friends and I want you to make your own judgment whether
I should spend time with them or not"
So Sasuke had met with his team mate and was forced to confide the truth to
them.
It was only three days ago when Sasuke had extended the invitation to them and
Sakura had never wished in her life that Sasuke should be better off dead than
alive right now. If Sakura survive this ordeal, she would probably stake him
alive and cooked him like a chicken. Sakura blame all of this on Sasuke. If it
wasn't for him, Sakura would be in bed by now and having a good night sleep
after overworking herself at the Hospital.
The dinner was totally ruined because of her and Sakura couldn't feel any
better than to bury her head in the ground and hide there until all of them
would disappear. Sakura had made a total fool of herself in front of Sasuke's
parents and his older brother, especially Sasuke's older brother. Uchiha Itachi
was the one who has to suffer Sakura's clumsiness which usually shows itself
when she was having her period. Sakura had never felt so much embarrassment
like she was experiencing right this moment.
"I'm really sorry" Sakura repeated as she continued to wipe the stain with her
shaking hands. Sakura's eyes becoming misty each moment her hand dabbed the
stain. "I'm very sorry Uchiha-san for ruining your hakama….."
Sakura absently leaned forward to wipe the rest of the stain on the man's left
leg. Her hand landed on the man's right thigh through his white hakama, making
his skin flexed at her touch. Sakura added as she grabbed his thigh for
leverage as her directed her attention to the stain on the left side of
Itachi's hakama.
"I should probably buy you another one since the stain looks like it won't
disappear anytime soon" Sakura blabbered in nervousness and embarrassment but
the man beside her remain frozen.
Sakura still didn't notice that her trailing hands were having a huge effect on
the silent man and was about to reached for the stain with her handkerchief
when her wrist was grabbed in a tight grip. Sakura flinched when the man's hand
tightened around her slim wrist. Her eyes flying towards the man she had
accidentally spilled her miso soap on.
Emerald met Onyx and Haruno Sakura was frozen in shocked at the intensity of
the stare Uchiha Itachi was directing at her.
Itachi's black onyx eyes had gone dark as he stared at the beautiful face a
mere inches from his own. Itachi could see the tears on the girl's eyes and
Itachi felt a little sympathy for the girl. Itachi knew why they were there but
he was not obliged to extend his helping hand to her or her other team mate.
Itachi has been told by his little brother earlier that he shouldn't interfere
with his plans.
His little brother was confident enough that his friends would pass the test
without his help or his mother for that matter. So Itachi had respected
Sasuke's request and had come to this 'meeting' to see what happen. Both his
parents had been surprised to see him there but Itachi had dismissed their
surprised look with bored look of his own.
This was not first time that he had met Sasuke's friends. He had met them in
passing but they had never spoken to each other. They knew each others name but
they barely knew each other personally. Itachi had heard tidbits about Uzumaki
Naruto and Haruno Sakura from everyone. He had heard about the adventure of
Team 7 and their sensei, Hatake Kakashi.
Itachi knew the simple fact that is to know about his brother's team mates but
he had never expected that the Hokage's apprentice to be so naive about a man's
anatomy. The kunoichi had been hard pressed in removing the stain from his
hakama that she hadn't notice the effect that she had on him with just her
simple touch. If it wasn't for the fact that Itachi had an iron control over
his libido, he would be probably be sporting an erection.
The kunoichi's scent wafted through his nostrils and Itachi senses flared to
life. His grip on the petite female tightened as his sharingan spun
dangerously, coming into focus on the alluring female close to him. The female
tried to move away from his grasp and accidentally brushing the tips of her
breast on his arm. Itachi sucked a lung full of breath as his traitorous body
responded to the contact. Itachi slowly stood up from his seiza position. His
body aching as he tried to repressed the sudden rushed of desire when the
Kunoichi had touched him.
Itachi released his grip on her, as he continued to stare at the female who was
looking up at him with her innocent eyes. Her heart-shape face was lifted
towards him as she met his eyes beneath thick long lashes. Itachi's eyes were
heavily lidded as he tried to hide the unwanted reaction from the innocent
touch that the kunoichi had inflicted upon him. Itachi's eyes never leaving the
pink haired girl as he straightened. He was about to leave the room when his
eyes landed on the exposed skin of the kunoichi. The green kimono that she was
wearing made her skin look smooth and creamy that Itachi was tempted to touch
her then and there in front of his family and their guest. The Uchiha mentally
shook his foggy mind and contented himself by just looking at the petite and
very tempting female.
Itachi could clearly see the creamy curve of her neck and Itachi allowed
himself to caress the smooth skin with his eyes. His eyes veiling his thoughts
as he followed the curve of her neck towards the valley of her breast showing
above her green kimono. Itachi's body became painful as it responded to the
sight of her luscious body beneath the silk kimono.
This was the effect of 6 months celibacy that Itachi had to endure when he had
been assigned to an A-rank mission. He hadn't been with a woman for many months
now that even his iron control over his body could break from an innocent touch
of one pink haired kunoichi. His testosterone level had escalated this far,
making him act like a teenager with a raging hormones.
Itachi had to leave the room before he could reveal his current trepidation to
his family and their guest. They would probably die with shocked if they found
out that the usually emotionless Uchiha was not as emotionless as what he had
led others to believe. Imagine their surprise if they realized that the word
'lust' and 'sex' had entered the older Uchiha's mind ,if he as so let this
enticing female make him lost control. Itachi wouldn't want that to happen.
Itachi would rather have to massacre a clan than to see himself lost control
over his raging hormones.
Itachi turned and silently walked out from the room before his hold on his
libido would totally break. Itachi had gone through a lot of pain in his
shinobi life but this pain that the kunoichi had caused him was far more
greater than the actual pain where blood and injuries were involve. This pain
was a lot more intense that even he could not bear it for much longer. Itachi
hissed as he arrived in his room, sporting a very erect member. Itachi
immediately stripped off his dark blue kimono along with his ruined hakama and
went straight to the shower.
The cold water cascaded over his body in a form of blue droplets as every cell
of his body reacted to the sudden change of temperature. His muscles relaxing
as he raised his head towards the shower, letting the water fall over his
aristocratic face. The water soothing and cooling his over heated body as he
placed his hand on to the tiled wall in front of him. His eyes were closed as
he let the cascading water work their magic on his lean body.
His nerve endings were still tingling with desire but that was nothing compared
to the wild and primitive instinct that he had experience earlier. Itachi was
sure that he was out from the danger zone, but he was not going to say that,
not until the kunoichi was out from there house and out from his sexual radar.
Itachi wouldn't want to end up in the same state like he was in this moment.
One thing about Uchiha Itachi though is that, he had never let his lust blinded
him and make him seek the only thing that could get rid of his current
predicament. Itachi had never allowed himself to be swayed to that path. Itachi
would rather prefer to seek a woman's company when he was in the mood and not
when his body was currently betraying him.
Itachi turn off the shower and stood there for a moment with a thoughtful
expression on his handsome face. His long thick lashes veiling his eyes with
his head cocked to the side as if listening for something.
===============================================================================
Sakura stared at the open shoji doors where the older Uchiha had left in a
sudden show of urgency. Sakura's eyes were wide and her mouth was trembling as
her eyes turned teary. Sakura did not look at her team mate, afraid that she
would find the accusations there. Sakura had no way out from this messed that
she had inflicted upon herself. If it wasn't for the observant stare that the
Uchiha men had given to them earlier. Sakura wouldn't have spilled her miso
soup on the older Uchiha. The effort that she and Naruto had put up to impress
Sasuke's family was all wasted because of her sudden bouts of nervousness.
Uchiha Mikoto was the only one who seems to accept their presence in the room.
Even there black haired team mate seems to be giving up on them. Sasuke had
remained quite during the whole ordeal and had only responded to Naruto's
questions in monosyllabic words. The rest of the Uchiha men had only watched
them, observing every gesture and every mistake they made. Uchiha Fugaku had
not spoken through the entire meal while Uchiha Itachi had done the same thing.
Sakura and Naruto had still continued with their effort to please the Host with
their stories of adventure and in Sakura's case, her wit and her beguiling
smiles. She hadn't notice of course that her effort had drawn the interest of
one black haired male in the room.
Sakura had only notice his observant stare when she had glance in his way. The
older Uchiha had been looking at her with interest when she had told them about
their adventure in the Water Country. Sakura recalled that she had been
enthusiastic as she told the story to them. She was also laughing at that time
when she told them about Naruto's sudden appearance that had made their enemy
stare at Naruto looking stupefied.
Itachi had been silent during the story telling and that was when Sakura had
noticed him staring at her with a look that could be describe as curios. Sakura
had been aware of his stare and Sakura had been suffering a nervous flutter on
her stomach from then on. Sakura was so distracted about the Uchiha heir
sitting opposite to her that she had entirely missed the words passing through
the table.
Naruto, who had taken over the conversation, was sharing about his many
adventures. Sakura had been looking at the older Uchiha through her lashes when
the miso soup slipped from her grasp. The bowl had fallen unto the table and
had spilled the contents over Uchiha Itachi's white hakama and her bad day had
turn worst from then on.
Sakura had been through a lot of stressed in the hospital that morning and to
add to her problems, she had just have her period that day. Sakura would have
hit the bed after a stressful day at the hospital when she suddenly recalled
that Sasuke had invited her to dine in with his family. Sakura would have never
come along but Sasuke's future and team's friendship depended on this but now
that she was there. Sakura should have never come there in the first place
since she was the one who ruined the dinner.
Sakura did not turned around as she heard Fugaku stood up from the Zabuton to
stare down on her before following his eldest son. Fugaku had almost reached
the open shoji doors when Sakura called to him.
"Uchiha-san" Sakura called out, her head raised as she stared at the stiff back
of the Uchiha leader. Tears were already pouring down on Sakura's eyes but she
did not do anything to hide it. Sakura was far from feeling ashamed since she
had already been embarrassed in the first place. Sakura bowed low, her hands
touching the soft surface of the Zabuton as she apologized to the immobile
Uchiha.
"Gomenasai, Uchiha-san" Sakura choked through her tears. Her face was pale and
her eyes had turned sea-foamed as she watched her tears hit the cloth covering
the Zabuton.
"Gomenasai" Sakura said her voice shaking as she apologized again. "The dinner
is ruined because of me but you should reconsider the fact that my clumsiness
is not enough to judge a person"
"You have to reconsider this, Uchiha-san" Sakura pleaded, her face was still
bowed as she addressed her spoken words to the man near the shoji door.
"You have to give us a second-"Sakura halted when she heard her black haired
team mate finally spoke near her. His voice held a tinge of sadness as he
commanded Sakura.
"That's enough Sakura" Sasuke said quietly his eyes dark with sorrow as he met
the surprise look on Sakura's face. "That's enough"
Sakura scan his features for any explanation but the Uchiha didn't give her
any. Sakura tuned her head to the side to look at the Fugaku's retreating back
as he left the room. Uchiha Mikoto cast a forlorn glance in their direction
before following her husband.
Sakura heard her calling for her husband from the distance when Naruto broke
the silence of the room with his shout.
"What was that teme?" Naruto shouted as he strode towards the silent Uchiha.
The blond halted in front of Sasuke as he confronted him.
"Why did you just let your father leave like that?" Naruto demanded, glaring at
the impassive look on the Uchiha's face. Naruto waited for their black haired
team mate to answer but Sasuke keep his mouth shut. Naruto's eyes narrowed and
he suddenly grabbed Sasuke by his kimono and shook him.
Sasuke glared at Naruto with his activated sharingan as he tried to pry the
strong grip that Naruto had on him but Naruto wouldn't have it.
Sakura watched them through her tears as Naruto tried to get an answer from
their tight lipped teammate.
"What? Are you just going to let your father break up the team?" Naruto shouted
at his black haired friend, showering spit on the blank expression on the
Uchiha's face. Sasuke's nose wrinkled in disgust as the spit landed on his
cheek. Sasuke tried to keep his face out from Naruto's open mouth which was
giving off a very foul odor. Sasuke pried Naruto's hands away from his kimono
as he continued to shake him.
"You bastard!" Naruto yelled at him while he shook Sasuke like he was some kind
of rug doll. "Why won't you say something, ha?"
Sasuke's sharingan span as he glared at his blond team mate, without blinking
an eye Sasuke twisted Naruto's hands from his kimono and threw him away from
him.
"Naruto!" Sakura shouted but she didn't move from her kneeling position on the
tatami mats while she watched her blond friend get thrown away by Sasuke.
Naruto emitted a muffled grunt as he skidded on the tatami mats. His wrist was
protruding in an odd angle and it was slowly turning blue. Blue eyes locked
with spinning sharingan and the air around them pulsed with chakra.
"Sasuke" Naruto growled as his ruffled feathers was badly ruffled as he glared
at the Uchiha in front of him. Sasuke merely stared at him through his
sharingan, fueling Naruto's rage more. Naruto's bared his elongated fangs at
the stoic Uchiha and began walking towards him with purpose.
Sakura could only watch them through her wet eyes, her tears had stopped but
the feeling of defeat couldn't be as obvious to the pink haired female. Uchiha
Fugaku had marked them as failures since they had entered the Uchiha House.
Sakura knew that Fugaku had never considered them as Sasuke's best candidate in
the friendship department because of their personal backgrounds.
Sakura came from a civilian family with no sort of blood limit whatsoever while
Naruto was only the Kyuubi container in the eyes of the Clan leader. Although
both of them had become well known through out the Village and maybe in other
countries but still the Uchiha Clan leader had only taken a good look at their
personal background and he had immediately failed them.
Even their achievements had failed to impress the iron man behind the Uchiha
Clan. Nothing seems to work their way since they had entered the Compound. It
was only Mikoto's soft and understanding smiles that gave them courage to sway
the stone heart of the Uchiha Clan leader but all of it was futile because she
had ruined everything.
Sakura's eyes gazed at her teammate in sadness as they stood facing each other.
This will be the last time that they will see Sasuke because Sakura knew that
Fugaku would herd his son to take as many Anbu missions as he can. It was all
for the pride of the Uchiha clan.
Sasuke was their pride…and Sasuke's older brother, Uchiha Itachi.
Sakura's thought drifted towards the older Uchiha. The man had been silent and
watchful during the dinner and his eyes had never showed what was going on
inside that genius head of his. His eyes had remained blank the entire time but
after she taken a closer look at the Uchiha earlier (after she had spilled the
Miso soup on him). Sakura had been shocked at the primitive look he had given
to her but it was gone before Sakura could think straight.
The look was enough to make her want to cower and hide from the Uchiha. His
eyes had been hungry when he had gaze at her, like he hadn't eaten for months.
The thought made Sakura shiver with fear and an emotion that she couldn't place
a finger on, but all of it was soon forgotten. The older Uchiha had replaced
the look with a much softer glint in his eyes which had totally disarmed the
pink haired kunoichi.
Sakura had recognized the look and it had made her want to simmer with anger
but all she could do was looked at him in a stunned surprise.
Uchiha Itachi had a grain in his body to look at her with pity and a tinge of
understanding in his eyes.
I needed something to believe in.
You touched me with your eyes,
And I believed.
Sakura thought that she was being delusional but after Itachi had walked out of
the room without a backward glance to her or in anyone's direction. Sakura knew
that it was not a trick on her mind. Uchiha Itachi had really taken pity on her
situation but why did he leave all of a sudden? Sakura have no idea ….but the
look he had given her made her want to believe that there was still hope.
If Uchiha Itachi was not really the emotionless person as he wanted them to
believed, then what about Uchiha Fugaku? Did he still have humanity left in
him? Or is he one of those carved faces on the Hokage Mountain; void of emotion
and with a heart made of stone.
Sakura want to know, that was why she had taken the leap. (In Sakura's case it
was a leap of hope) but all her hope had came crushing down when Fugaku had
walked out of the room with nothing to say to her.
It was the end for Team 7
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"Sasuke" Naruto began as he halted in front of his friend, his broken wrist
hanging on his side. Sasuke did not respond but merely stood there with the
same blank expression.
"Naruto," Sakura silently whispered her eyes down cast as she spoke. "That's
enough."
The two teens look at her bowed form; they could see the defeat on Sakura's
slumped shoulders and the dried tears on her cheeks.
"We should go" Sakura said tiredly as she rose from her kneeling position
without looking at them. The two other occupants of the room watched her walked
towards the open shoji door. The petite female halted at the doorway as she
addressed her words with her back to them.
"I'm tired." Sakura said her voice low and weak as if she had been through a
lot that day which was really true. Sakura had really been far worst for wear
since she had come to dinner with the Uchiha's and as she shuffled out from the
room. Her day had really turned out nothing from what she had planned.
Naruto wanted to follow his other teammate but he had to settle something to
Sasuke-teme first before he could join his pink haired friend. Naruto turned to
look at Sasuke who was still gazing after Sakura. Sasuke turned his head when
he felt Naruto's stare on him and his eyes slightly softened as he look at
Naruto's almost defeated ones.
They stared at each other before Naruto broke the silence.
"Teme," Naruto said, his eyes was showing a mixed of emotion; anger, sadness,
regret and was lastly camaraderie.
"Dobe," Sasuke finally responded and Naruto's lips twitched as he tried to stop
himself from smiling.
"Would you stop your father from breaking the team?" Naruto asked curiously,
the rage and the desire to inflict pain on each other had gone from them
replaced by a feeling of sadness.
"Hn" Sasuke replied as he stared at his team mate, not really giving a straight
answer.
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Sakura walked tiredly through the hallways of Sasuke's home. She has to thank
that she didn't encounter anyone along the way. She didn't want for them to see
the defeated and tired look on her small petite form. Sakura's muscles were
already tensed and strain from a day's work at the hospital and her period was
not helping her grumpy but tired state. Sakura wanted to hurry home and lavish
herself with the confines of her bed but her kimono seems to be preventing her
from doing just that.
Her kimono prevented her from taking long stride towards the exit of the house
and Sakura could only watch herself shuffling across the wooden floor. Sakura
was getting frustrated at the snails pace that she had set over her tired and
strained muscles. So Sakura had done the only resourceful kunoichi could do in
her situation.
Sakura had taken off her white obi and allowed her silk kimono to flap behind
her as she walked briskly towards the exit. She was half way towards the exit
when someone made its presence behind her. Sakura did not recognize the chakra
immediately so she had dismissed it as Sasuke's father who she didn't want to
talk to at the moment.
Sakura's had already touched the surface of the shoji doors and was about to
open it when a voice made her paused.
"Kunoichi," the voice was soothing, just like silk as he drawled the words.
Sakura whirled around and stared at the man 5 feet from her. Uchiha Itachi was
standing at the genkan wearing a blue yukata which left nothing to Sakura's
imagination as the blue cloth clung to his wet form.
Itachi was dripping naked beneath the blue yukata and Sakura's face flooded
with warmth as she tried to stop herself from staring. Sakura's eyes were
locked on the older Uchiha's deep onyx as he slowly descended from the genkan
towards her.
"You forgot this." Itachi said as he handed her white obi. His voice was as
deep like crushed velvets when he spoke, making Sakura's heart race. His eyes
held hers and Sakura detected the amusement there when Sakura had remained
frozen on the spot. Sakura's mind snapped back to reality to look at the white
obi on Itachi's out stretch hands.
Sakura did make a move to retrieve her obi as her eyes caught sight of Itachi's
long and well manicured hands. His fingers were long and his nails were even
and square as if Itachi had spent a huge time painfully trimming his nails.
Suddenly realizing her mistake for ignoring Itachi's out stretch hand, Sakura
tried to fix it by stepping forward and taking her obi.
That was when her clumsiness picked up the right time to rear its ugly head on
her.
Sakura tripped over her nagajuban (kimono-shaped robes worn by both men and
women beneath the main outer garment) and fell forward. Sakura's hands tried to
grasp something and it landed on Itachi's arm. Itachi was there to aid her; his
other arm went automatically around her waist while Sakura grasp his other arm.
Sakura wriggled as she tried to arrange her kimono and nagajuban that had been
caught by her foot. Sakura finally realized where she was and her humiliation
increased. First she had spilled the miso soup on the Uchiha and now she had
tripped all over him.
What must Itachi thought of her?
Sakura's faced turned crimson with embarrassment at her clumsiness and she was
about to apologize to the older Uchiha when she felt him stiffen. The arm that
was holding her suddenly let her go. The hands that were holding Itachi's other
arm fell to side as Itachi distance him from her.
Sakura raised her head to look at him curiously when he immediately let her go.
Sakura watched him took even breaths before pushing her obi back to her.
"Here" Itachi said his voice had gone guttural and he did not look at her when
Sakura took her obi.
"Arigatou" Sakura said softly her eyes watching Itachi intently when he still
did not look at her. His eyes were directed at the door behind her as he
addressed his next words to her….well not words, it was more of a grunt than
anything.
"Your welcome" Itachi grunted as he turned to leave but Sakura stopped her
before he could even take a step forward.
"Uchiha-san" Sakura called softly, her eyes staring at Itachi's broad back.
Sakura watched him tensed as she took a step closer to him. Sakura halted when
the Uchiha still did not turned to look at her. Sakura's eyes look puzzled at
the Uchiha's attitude. She thought that Sasuke's brother was polite but the way
his broad back was turned to her. Sakura never thought otherwise, but she will
apologize to him even though he already wanted her gone from there. Sakura
would just have to make this quick.
Sakura had thought wrong…..Itachi did not see her as an 'unwelcome guest'
Itachi on the other hand would welcome her to everything….I mean everything.
Even, taking her to his bed with him…..and have his way with her... but Sakura
had remained as innocent as ever to what she did to the Uchiha.
Itachi was on the shower when he heard loud voices coming from below,
specifically in the kitchen. Itachi had just stayed at the shower listening but
his curiosity had gotten better of him. So he had left his room wearing only
his blue yukata. He was almost at the foot of the stairs when he had caught
sight of a very enticing figure wearing an open kimono with a thin cloth to
hide her figure from his hawk like eyes. Itachi did not miss anything and had
stored the image at the back of his mind for him to do as he please with it.
Itachi was just only going to watch her leave the house when his eyes landed on
the white obi a distance away from him. Itachi took it as a chance to talk to
the girl and maybe…just maybe… (Actually he didn't know what to do with her).
So Itachi had gone after her with no plan of action in mind and when Itachi had
caught up with her, Itachi was just please to see that he had followed his
instinct.
Itachi had surveyed the girl through the veil of his dark lashes and he really
like what he saw. Her ample bosom was clearer now that she was wearing her
nagajuban and Itachi had feasted his eyes on the view which the kunoichi seems
to be oblivious on.
After gazing at the swell of her breast through the thin cloth, Itachi trailed
his eyes over her slim and curvaceous body. Itachi could see that she had
really taken a good of her body. She was a medic and she must have taken a
habit of taking a healthy diet each day and her role as a Kunoichi had made her
body suitable for fighting and other….strenuous activities. Itachi also noticed
that she still didn't notice his careful perusal over her desirable body and
that made Itachi want her more.
This kunoichi was untouched …...a virgin.
Itachi's eyes set on his prey as he waited for her to take the white obi on his
hand. He was amused to see the red flushed spread across her face when she had
stared at him. Itachi watched her took a step towards him as she reached for
her obi. The girl tripped and Itachi reacted automatically, wrapping his arm
around her before steadying her in his arms.
It was a mistake ...on his side, as his body reacted to the girl's close
proximity. The girl's breast rubbed against his chest through the thin cloth
that they were wearing and to make matters worse the girl wriggled as she
arranged the hem of her kimono and nagajuban. Itachi's body was suddenly
aroused and Itachi stiffened. Itachi carefully withdrew from her and tried to
hide his discomfort by looking at the door behind her. If he looked at her
again, Itachi would force to allow his passionate side to take over and have
his way with the innocent girl then and there.
Itachi had given back the obi to her while he tried to curb his lust. Itachi
heard her say her thanks in a soft voice that failed to douse the Uchiha's
already aroused body. Instead her voice had made Itachi's body burn the more.
Itachi grunted his response to her and was ready to leave with his sanity
intact when he heard the girl called him.
Itachi's back was to her so he didn't really see the confusion on her eyes.
Itachi stiffened when he felt her step closer to him and remained tensed when
she halted 2 feet away from him.
"Gomenasai," the girl whispered to him and Itachi did not turn towards her.
"I should buy you another hakama for ruining the other one" Itachi detected the
distress in her voice but he did not say anything to assure the girl since his
mind was busy on other things such as how to get away from the girl that very
second without insulting her.
"Hn" Itachi responded and began walking away from her before he could lose
control and take her then and there in an act of sexual frenzy. Itachi walked
passed the girl's blond team mate as he went to the stairs. His eyes meeting
the blond's and Itachi nodded his head in acknowledgment before ascending the
stairs.
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"Sakura, are you alright?" Itachi heard him asked the kunoichi but Itachi was
in hurry to take another cold shower that he missed the kunoichi's response.
"I'm fine" Sakura sighed as she tore her eyes away from the direction where the
dark haired man had taken. She didn't know why the Uchiha had gone moody and
then leaving her there with just an 'hn' to occupy her thoughts. She didn't
know what the 'hn' had meant. After spending 6 years in Sasuke's company, she
still didn't understand any Uchiha language.
"What did Sasuke's brother did to you?" Naruto asked looking concern "Did he
harass you or something?"
Sakura gave her a pointed look before sighing. "It was I who harass him"
Naruto raised a blond brow in surprise at Sakura's words.
"I tripped and fell over him" Sakura explained to her blond friend.
There was a moments paused as they stood there at the entrance of Sasuke's
house.
"They're really expecting us to leave, don't they?" Sakura broke the silence as
she stated in half amusement and half anger. "They didn't even see us
out…..they must really hate us."
Naruto was silent as they stared at the interior of the house. They both turned
simultaneously towards the door and left the house without a backward glance.
They left the house with a feeling like they had left something behind….or was
it someone?
"Naruto?" Sakura asked they slowly walked towards the gates of the Uchiha
Compound. Her green kimono flapping behind her as the wind blew. Sakura
shivered from the cold and wrapped her arms around her as she spoke to her
blond friend.
"What did Sasuke tell you?" Sakura inquired as her muscles becoming lax and
tired. Naruto noticed this and stopped in front of her to give her a piggy back
ride on his back. Sakura did not protest and climbed up his back while they
began to walk again. Sakura's arms were wrapped around her friend's neck and
Sakura leaned her head over Naruto's broad shoulder.
"Did Sasuke tell you something, Naruto?" Sakura whispered to her friend but
Naruto did not respond. Sakura tried again. "Naruto, did Sasuke tell you
something?"
"Yes, Sakura" Naruto responded, his voice as tired as her own. Sakura waited
for him to continue but her blond friend chose to become silent.
"What did he tell you, Naruto?" Sakura asked her voice slightly demanding.
There was a pregnant silence as they continued to walk towards the exit. Sakura
waited for Naruto to answer but it was only when they had stepped out from the
gates that Naruto finally answered her.
"He said-"Naruto began as they took three steps away from the Uchiha Compound.
"-that he would try to convince his father"
Sakura brightened at the news and wanted for her friend to continue but Naruto
remained silent.
"And then?" Sakura pressed on, her chin on Naruto's shoulder as she waited for
him to reply. Naruto shot her a glance before responding.
"That was all he said" Naruto said with a voice leaving no further question.
Sakura stared at her friend before sighing, her forehead landed on Naruto's
shoulders.
"You're both hopeless you know that?" Sakura murmured to Naruto's jacket. "I
thought that he must have said something to you when you have been there for
about 5 minutes"
Naruto did not respond and Sakura frowned at Naruto's unusual behavior. Naruto
seems to be morose than his usually cheerful self and it concern Sakura greatly
but she didn't dig deeper in to it. Since she too was not acting like herself,
she was more subdued than her normal genke self. Sakura blamed it on the events
that occurred that day.
"Where's your home again, Sakura?" Naruto suddenly asked out of the blue,
making Sakura want to playfully punch him on the head.
Sakura did just that, earning a usual 'Itai' and 'rubbing of head' from Naruto.
Sakura smiled at Naruto's reaction, talking about Sasuke would bring back the
dark mood and Sakura didn't want to dwell on her black haired teammate. This
was now and that was then. Sakura just want to have some peace for herself
after what she had gone through and Naruto too. They both needed a time of
peace.
"Turn to the right, Naruto" Sakura ordered and Naruto followed her direction.
"Then you walked straight until-"
Sakura continued ordering her friend until she reached her home; they force the
thought of Sasuke at the back of their mind. Only to be drawn out by the next
morning.
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Itachi groaned as an image of pink hair and green eyes drifted across his mind.
Itachi imagine her moving beneath him as he thrust his shaft into her tight
warmth. Itachi fisted his right hand on the tiled wall as he worked his aroused
member, moving his left hand up and down its length. Itachi pictured the girl
riding astride him while she moved her hips above his own. His cock embedding
into her, each time she took him into her. Her head thrown back as she moaned
with her back arched as she rode him hard and fast.
He would then roll them over so that could control the pace of their intense
lovemaking. Her pink hair would be spread over his pillow while he thrust into
her. Her hands would be caressing him while her lips would part into a moan.
Itachi would kiss that moan of hers and turned it into a scream as she
climaxed.
Itachi squeezed his cock and his body jerked in reaction to the image of the
girl's tight warmth squeezing his cock. Liquid squirted from his cock as Itachi
leaned his wet forehead on the tiled wall of his bathroom.
Itachi had never felt disgusted with himself until now. Itachi had seen
masturbating as the lowest act among men and Itachi was now one of them. If
Itachi needed to satiate his male desires, he would have to look for a woman in
the future but since this was an emergency. Itachi had done the only thing that
could stop him from taking the girl's virginity for his own satisfaction.
This wouldn't have happen if the girl hadn't touch him or go anywhere near him.
Itachi took a mental note to avoid the girl as good as possible. If he didn't,
then Itachi was left with no choice but to take her.
Itachi's eyes darkened as he suddenly imagine the girl writhing against him
when he teased her before taking her entirely. Itachi groaned in frustration as
he found himself sporting another aroused member.
Itachi just wish that he wouldn't have to see the girl again.
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3 weeks later…
Number 3 Training Grounds
Sakura fell on the grass beside her teammates. Her face flushed with color as
she looked up at the sky. Her breathing was uneven as she flopped herself on
the grass beside her two boys who was also lying looking badly bruised but
happy.
"That was fun" Sakura stated as she shielded her eyes from the heat of the sun.
"I hadn't have much fun since you came back in our team, Sasuke"
The black haired Uchiha had placed his hands at the back of his head with his
eyes closed as he responded to the pink haired medic with the famous….
"Hn"
"It was pretty boring when I was only training with Naruto" Sakura said earning
a loud 'Hey' from her blond teammate which Sakura ignored. "But he's a very
good company"
Sakura smiled as she saw her blond friend puffed his chest at the words.
"Yeah, like a dog" The Uchiha murmured to her with his eyes closed. Sakura
giggled and Sasuke take a peek at her though one of his eyes. Sasuke's lips
quirked up at the corners when their blond haired friend protested.
"Well at least I didn't have to leave the team" Naruto said tactlessly "Sakura
had been depressed after you left you know. So I had to take care of her while
you-"
"Naruto," Sakura warned as she glared at him. Naruto stopped mid sentence and
looked at Sakura a little guiltily.
Sasuke had frozen at Naruto's words and was looking at Sakura. Sakura sighed at
the silent question from the Uchiha.
"I wasn't depressed." Sakura said but the Uchiha shot her a pointed look.
"Okay! I'm a little depressed after you left…."
Sakura look at the skies before continuing "But now that you're here, let's
just forget about it."
There was a moment of silence as they stared at the clear blue skies above
them.
"…Sasuke?" Sakura whispered as she watched a leaf fell from the tree near them.
"Hn"
"Tell you brother, Arigatou" Sakura said her voice softening as she thought of
the older Uchiha. If it wasn't for Itachi, Sasuke wouldn't be there. Sasuke had
surprise them by appearing to them earlier and then explained that his father
was allowing him to remain in the team. Both Naruto and she were shocked at the
news but after hearing Sasuke's second explanation, Sakura was grateful at the
sudden turned of events. Uchiha Itachi had convinced Sasuke's father to let
Sasuke remain on Team 7 and for that Sakura was grateful.
Itachi was not as bad as Sakura thought.
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You wouldn't think that later on, Sakura because Uchiha Itachi had other plans
for you.
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"Hn" Sasuke responded before finally speaking "Why don't you tell him
yourself?"
Sakura turned on her side to look at him. "Well, first of all I really don't
know where he is and Second of all the guards at the Uchiha gates wouldn't let
me enter the compound and lastly…"
"He seems to be avoiding me" Sakura thought before continuing "I couldn't find
him anywhere in Konoha. Your brother seems to be busy with his Anbu missions"
Sasuke merely shrugged his broad shoulders through his blue shirt.
"My brother had been on town for two weeks now and he hadn't taken up any
missions lately" Sasuke replied.
Sakura frowned at that. Sakura had been looking for the Uchiha so that she
could give him the new hakama that she had bought (which had cost her a lot of
money that Sakura could have used to pay for her rent in 3 months). Sakura
caught sight of dark haired man many times but he seems to disappear from her
sight when she comes close to him.
"Really?" Sakura asked thoughtfully "Is there any reason why he been
predisposed to take any Anbu mission?"
Sasuke closed his eyes with a frown marring his handsome face.
"I think he's getting reacquainted with his former girlfriend" Sasuke replied,
and both Naruto and Sakura look surprise by the news and both shut out from
their lying position before shouting in unison.
"Itachi had a girlfriend?"
The Uchiha winced at the pitch of their voice, his ears was still ringing when
he answered them.
"Yes and No" Sasuke said to them looking annoyed, his eyes were locked at the
two figures sitting above his form. "Shinshi was his fiancée-"
"…Fiancée?" Sakura asked looking more surprise than ever.
"Shinshi?" Naruto asked looking revolted at the name. "Does she look like Obaa-
San with big boobs and-"
"NO!" Sasuke snapped, suddenly sitting up and glaring at Naruto. "She's a well
bred woman and she came from a-"
"You make her sound like a dog" Sakura murmured, Sasuke glared at her.
"Will you stop interrupting me?" Sasuke said looking vexed for all the
interruptions.
"Well sorry for interrupting you, you highly esteemed pain-in-the-ass-prick-
Royal Highness-"Sakura mocked her eyes flashing.
"You want me to finish what I have got to say or not?" Sasuke asked as he
glared at her. Sakura stopped and stared at him; Sakura sighed before waving
her hand for him to continue.
"My brother-" Sasuke began but was interrupted... again by one late silver
haired shinobi. A cloud of smoke appeared above them, signaling the arrival of
their very late sensei.
"Yo!" Hatake Kakashi said giving them one of his eye crinkles and a wave.
"You're late!" Both Sakura and Naruto said as they pointed at their sensei.
"I got to-" Kakashi started one of his lame alibis but Sasuke cut in before his
sensei could finish.
"Cut the crap, Kakashi" Sasuke growled and suddenly stood up. Kakashi frowned
at the young Uchiha, seemingly not surprise at Sasuke's appearance there.
"I'm going home" Sasuke said to them grumpily. "I'm done training for today"
"But Sasuke-"Sakura tried to stop him.
"I'm going home, Sakura" Sasuke said as he strode away from them while Sakura
followed him.
"I'm coming with you" Sakura said as she walked beside him. Sasuke stopped at
her words and look at her with a raised brow.
"I have something to give to your brother" Sakura explained but her answer had
made Sasuke's brow raised higher. "I bought him a new hakama in exchange for
the one I ruined"
Sasuke stared at him for a moment before nodding his head. They both turned
around as their blond friend run towards them.
"I'm coming with you too" Naruto joined in and Sasuke gave him a stare before
walking away. Sakura followed him while Naruto stood there a little out of
place before finally bringing up the rear.
Hatake Kakashi watched them go as they left him there in the training grounds.
"Kids these days" Kakashi murmured through his black mask, his hands scratching
his messy silver hair "Got no respect for their elders"
To be continued…..
***** Another Proposition *****
Chapter Summary
     It all started with a series of innocent touches...that would soon
     lead to the downfall of the strongest man.
Chapter Notes
     I needed something to believe in.
     You touched me with your eyes,
     And I believed.
     I needed someone to believe in.
     You shared yourself, your dreams,
     And I believed.
     But what I really needed
     was to believe in myself.
     You took me within yourself
     And helped me,
     With the love we both shared.
     And because of you
     I am living
     Touching
     Believing
     In something
     In someone,
     In myself…..
     Because of you.
     -Jillien Cruse
 
RECAP
"Hn." Sasuke responded before finally speaking,"Why don't you tell him
yourself?"
Sakura turned on her side to look at him. "Well, first of all I really don't
know where he is, and second, the guards at the Uchiha gates wouldn't let me
enter the compound and lastly…"
"He seems to be avoiding me," Sakura thought before continuing, "I couldn't
find him anywhere in Konoha. Your brother seems to be busy with his Anbu
missions."
Sasuke merely shrugged his broad shoulders, his blue shirt shifting at the
movement..
"My brother had been on town for two weeks now and he hadn't taken up any
missions lately," Sasuke replied.
Sakura frowned at that. She had been looking for the Uchiha so that she could
give him the new hakama that she had bought (which had cost her a lot of money
that Sakura could have used to pay for her rent in three months). Sakura caught
sight of dark haired man many times but he seems to disappear from her sight
when she comes close to him.
"Really?" Sakura asked thoughtfully "Is there any reason why he had been
predisposed to take any Anbu mission?"
Sasuke closed his eyes with a frown marring his handsome face.
"I think he's getting reacquainted with his former girlfriend." Sasuke replied,
and both Naruto and Sakura looked surprise by the news and both shot out from
their lying position before shouting in unison.
"Itachi has a girlfriend?!"
The Uchiha winced at the pitch of their voices, his ears was still ringing when
he answered them.
"Yes and No," Sasuke said to them looking annoyed, his eyes were locked at the
two figures sitting above his form. "Shinshi was his fiancée-"
"…Fiancée?" Sakura asked looking more surprise than ever.
"Shinshi?" Naruto asked looking revolted at the name. "Does she look like Obaa-
san with big boobs and-"
"NO!" Sasuke snapped, suddenly sitting up and glaring at Naruto. "She's a well
bred woman and she came from a-"
"You make her sound like a dog." Sakura murmured.
Sasuke glared at her.
"Will you stop interrupting me?" Sasuke said looking vexed for all the
interruptions.
"Well sorry for interrupting you, you highly esteemed pain-in-the-ass-prick-
Royal Highness-" Sakura mocked, her eyes flashing.
"You want me to finish what I have got to say or not?" Sasuke asked as he
glared at her. Sakura stopped and stared at him; she sighed before waving her
hand for him to continue.
"My brother-" Sasuke began but was interrupted... again by one late silver
haired shinobi. A cloud of smoke appeared above them, signaling the arrival of
their very late sensei.
"Yo!" Hatake Kakashi said giving them one of his eye crinkles and a wave.
"You're late!" Both Sakura and Naruto said as they pointed at their sensei.
"I got to-" Kakashi started one of his lame alibis but Sasuke cut in before his
sensei could finish.
"Cut the crap, Kakashi," Sasuke growled and suddenly stood up. Kakashi frowned
at the young Uchiha, seemingly not surprise at Sasuke's appearance there.
"I'm going home," Sasuke said to them grumpily. "I'm done training for today"
"But Sasuke-" Sakura tried to stop him.
"I'm going home, Sakura." Sasuke said as he strode away from them while Sakura
followed him.
"I'm coming with you," Sakura said as she walked beside him. The dark-haired
Uchiha stopped at her words and look at her with a raised brow.
"I have something to give to your brother," Sakura explained but her answer had
made Sasuke's brow raised higher. "I bought him a new hakama in exchange for
the one I ruined."
Sasuke stared at him for a moment before nodding his head. They both turned
around as their blond friend run towards them.
"I'm coming with you too." Naruto joined in and Sasuke gave him a stare before
walking away. Sakura followed him while Naruto stood there a little out of
place before finally bringing up the rear.
Hatake Kakashi watched them go as they left him there in the training grounds.
"Kids these days," Kakashi murmured through his black mask, his hands
scratching his messy silver hair "Got no respect for their elders."
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"He isn't home." Sasuke said as he came out from the house, his hands tucked in
his black pants. He directed his black eyes at the woman who was carrying a
bundle in her hands.
They had gone first to Sakura's house to get the new hakama, and Naruto had
been separated from them when he had caught sight of his lavender-eyed
girlfriend. Their loud mouth friend had immediately asked the Hyuuga to have
Ramen with him, leaving the two of them together.
Uzumaki Naruto was apparently smitten with the shy Hyuuga to have forgotten
them instantly. Though they didn't mind it since Naruto was evidently enjoying
the Hyuuga's company than theirs.
Sasuke scowled, and shoved his hand further into his pants.
"He's probably still training right now." Sasuke added grumpily while he
watched how his pink haired team mate slumped her shoulders in defeat.
"Ow." She said softly, looking at the brown bundle that covered his brother's
new hakama.
"I'll give that to him." Sasuke recommended, watching as Sakura raised her head
to give him a tentative smile. He stared blankly at her, his hands outstretched
for the bundle.
"Arigatou, Sasuke." Sakura said gratefully, placing the bundle carefully into
his hands.
Sasuke merely nodded in response, and they stood there for a moment, uncertain.
Lucky for Sasuke, he didn't have to break the awkward silence since Sakura
decided to break it with her own radiant personality.
"Well then. I better go," Sakura said smiling, half turning and wave at him.
"See you later Sasuke!"
Sasuke watched her go, his pink haired team mate walking idly while she ignored
the stares from his Clan.
"You haven't told them, haven't you?" Sasuke did not look at his older brother
who suddenly appeared beside him.
"No." Sasuke said, and turn his head to stare at the man leaning on the
entrance to their home.
"I thought so." Itachi said softly, his gazed straying to the girl who was
trudging on the middle of the street, slowly disappearing from their sight.
"Why are you avoiding her?" His older brother cocked his head to look at him,
his eyes contemplative.
Sasuke scan his brother's features with curious eyes but Itachi's face did not
give anything away as he ignored his question.
The Uchiha genius pushed himself from his leaning position and slides the shoji
doors to their home while Sasuke watched him leave through narrowed eyes. He
had just lied to Sakura that his older brother was out training, and he needed
some good reason why Itachi had convinced him to do so.
"Nii-san," Sasuke spoke, waiting.
The older man turns his head, expressionless eyes meeting Sasuke's expectant
ones.
Itachi stared blandly at him before he answered.
"As what you have told me before," Itachi began pleasantly, his eyes going to
the direction where the girl had disappeared. "She's-"
"Tempting.."
"Annoying." Itachi finished bluntly, and then left Sasuke, who look unmoved by
the Itachi's explanation.
"That wasn't a good reason."Sasuke thought, after a moment of considering
Itachi's response.
There was a small crease in Sasuke's smooth brows as he entered their house,
sliding the shoji doors closed behind them.
"Not at all."
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"Sasuke, you're allowed to remain with team 7 if they'll climb up to my
expectations." Uchiha Fugaku said grimly, his lips unsmiling, hands crossed in
front him while he sat in the zabuton, seiza style. Beside him was the Uchiha
Matriarch, serious looking as she stared at her younger son, sitting across
from them. The older Uchiha was sitting beside his outoto, observing the
meeting with sharp eyes, not missing anything.
Sasuke straightened after hearing the news, his eyes meeting his father's brown
orbs.
"I want your team to become Anbu."
 
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The next day, Sasuke went to look for his team mates, ready to tell them about
his father's proposition.
He found Naruto first with the Hyuuga. Deciding not to interrupt the cozy
couple, he went in search for his other team mate who had been walking in the
streets, looking for Naruto when Sasuke found her.
"You're father want us to become Anbus?" Sakura asked surprised, after Sasuke
was done speaking.
"Yes." Sasuke responded stoically, his face blank.
"And we're going to do this so that we can keep you in our team?" The pink
haired queried, merely repeating what the Uchiha had told her earlier.
"Well that's what my father told me." The Uchiha said broodingly, his eyes
lazily gazing at his team mate.
"And we're going to partake to your father's condition because we don't have a
choice?"
"I believe so."
Silence.
"I'm in."
Sasuke raised a brow at the determination glinting in her eyes, and then nodded
his head in acknowledgment.
"Good."
"Have you told Naruto?" Sakura asked him,her eyes twinkling with excitement and
anticipation, obviously loving the challenge that his brother had presented.
The Uchiha Leader would have sent Sasuke to the Uchiha Military Force when
Itachi intervene, telling his father that Sasuke would be better off Anbu along
with his team mates.
"No," Sasuke deadpanned. He whirled around and started walking away, missing
the frown that had appeared in Sakura's face.
"You tell him."
"Why?" Sakura questioned, raising a brow, a small smile tagging at the corners
of her lips as she waited for Sasuke's response. She already knows what made
Sasuke grumpy.
"He's with Hinata." The spiky haired Uchiha grunted, his walked a swagger as he
buried his hands in his pocket, a show of the famous Uchiha relax stance. His
stalkers hiding in the corners as they followed the oblivious Uchiha, who look
like a lone wolf walking in the middle at the streets of Konoha.
Sakura smiled, her eyes glittering with merry laughter.
Sakura found her other team mate where he normally hangs out almost everyday.
"Typical Naruto." She thought as she walked towards the blonde sitting in the
Ichiruka Ramen stand with a certain lavender-eyed girl.
"Sakura-chan!" Naruto exclaimed noticing her approach, wildly waving his hand
to the empty seat next to him while his other hand was holding the chopstick,
the ramen noodles dangling from it. Sitting on Naruto's other side was his
girlfriend, Hyuuga Hinata, who was smiling brightly at the new comer.
"Konichiwa, Sakura." Hinata greeted softly.
"Konichiwa, Hinata." Sakura responded, waving a hand while smiling. She then
sat next to the chair where Naruto had indicated.
"Sakwa-shan," Naruto said as he slurped the ramen from his chopsticks, and then
began chugging the meat from the bowl once he was done with the noodles. Sakura
watched him, her nose crunched in disgust, but she did not give any comment
since Hinata was there.
"What are you doing here?" Naruto had decency to ask after he was done wolfing
over his ramen in a span of five minutes.
Sakura open her mouth to respond but Naruto beat her to it, interrupting her
with another question.
"Where's Sasuke-teme?"
The blonde asked, jerking his head here and there in search for there brooding
black haired team mate. Naruto was a bit disappointed when Sasuke was not
within the vicinity.
"I saw teme with you earlier." Naruto stated frowning at her. Sakura just
shrugged her shoulders.
"He left." She replied, not wanting to explain Sasuke's sudden departure. "He
had an important and personal-" she enunciated the word,"-matters to attend
to."
"Oh." Naruto said as if he got the drift, which she knew he did not after he
blurted out another question.
"He's having problems with his bowel movement?"
Sakura mentally slapped her forehead at Naruto's stupidity.
"No." She sighed and closed her eyes. "He's currently moping about something."
"How would you know that?" Naruto asked curiously, eying her. "Have you had an
argument?"
"No." She responded, looking surprise by the question. "He just told me about
his father's proposition."
"Proposition?" Naruto ask, crunching his face in thought, the whiskers on his
face discernible.
"Yes, Sasuke's father had given another proposition." She said, waiting for
Naruto's reaction. It did not take long for the Kyuubi-vessel to react as his
eyes darken.
"There's another one?" Naruto growled, his anger rising at the mention of
another proposition, while Hinata lean over to touch his shoulder, consoling
him. Naruto jerked his head to look at his girlfriend, his eyes ruby. The
kyuubi container really needs to go to anger management.
But there was no need as Hinata soothes Naruto's anger away.
"Naruto-kun," Hinata crooned, rubbing Naruto's tense shoulders. "Calm down."
Naruto slowly relax, his shoulder slumping at his girlfriend caress and her
soothing words.
Sakura watched the touching scene, her eyes softening at the sight while her
heart sighed with longing.
She really needed a boyfriend.
"A silver haired boyfriend would do, or maybe one from the Hyuuga Clan?"She
thought and looks at Hinata, contemplative.
"Nah…"
"From Sand?"
"It would be a difficult relationship."
"…."
"Who would it be?"
"Hmmm..."
"From the Uchiha Clan?"
"…"
"Never! Uchiha men are pricks...but I have to admit that some of them are hot,
specially S—"
"What is it this time?" Sakura snapped her head to look at the cute couple,
tearing her thoughts from a prospect boyfriend material. Naruto was leaning on
the counter with an empty bowl of ramen beside his elbow, Hinata's hand placed
comfortingly on Naruto's broad shoulder.
"What did that old bastard propose?" Hinata shot Naruto a censorious gaze at
his choice of words, while the blonde just gave an apologetic smile to his
girlfriend.
"He said that we have to become Anbu." She explained, suddenly remembering her
original purpose. She gazed at Naruto's thoughtful face as he listens. "This is
to ensure that Sasuke would be in an elite team."
"Another pride for the Uchiha Clan."
"But we would do this for team 7, won't we Naruto?" Sakura said softly,
observing as how Naruto become serious, his eyes shining with determination,
the same as hers. "We have to keep Sasuke with us."
Naruto nodded his head stiffly.
"We don't want his Clan to break our team again." She stated firmly.
"We won't." The usually energetic blonde confirmed with great gravity.
"We won't." Uzumaki Naruto vowed.
They would climb up to what the Sasuke's father expected from them, for the
sake of their team.
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The following months after that, Team 7 trained. Their former sensei watching
them as they spent hours after hours uprooting and burning the trees, showering
the ground with shurikens and kunais while Sakura created fissures with her
chakra laden fist. They have to relocate their training every often since they
would always end up destroying the entire training ground.
Anbu Exams was coming up, and yet Team 7 felt like they were still unprepared.
They had poured their entire days and hours training, but they hadn't seen any
improvement from their training.
Well, it was only just their imagination. Their former sensei had noticed their
improvement with critical eye, but his observation fell on deaf ears as Team 7
continue to think that they were still inept to become Anbu.
Team 7 needed some cheering up; except for the Uchiha who had smugly noticed
his growing strength while the rest of Team 7 felt like their strengths had
decline.
Sakura was obstinate and had held herself against the other two, who had showed
greater chance of being accepted by the Anbu. She woke up each day with dogged
perseverance to succeed, planning to use the new tricks that she had brewed
from her deadly arsenal, to achieved their goals.
She would do whatever it takes to keep Team 7 together, and at the same time,
not falling behind from the other two.
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Sakura was only busy with her training but her medic duties as well. She got to
handle 30 patience a day when she arrive at the Hospital, then leave to train
with her team mates during lunch time, and during her off duty days.
It was tasking, really. The non-stop work and training took a toll on her body,
the stressed showed in her face and her thin form. She had lost a considerable
weight, and had strayed away from her usual diet. Instead of eating three times
a day; breakfast, lunch and dinner, she cut it short by taking soldier pills
during her medic rounds and a small dinner at night, if she did not have a
night shift.
As determine as she was to become Anbu, her slugging off due to her poor health
would not do to help her rise to the Anbu ranks. She was supposed to be an
advocate of health, but Sakura had forgotten to look after her own health,
though she still painfully attended to it if she had time.
Now, however was not the right time as she walked on the empty hallways of the
Hospital, trying to stay awake for her graveyard shift, checking the patients
chart and carefully doing the prescribed assessment over her patients.
The IV's were intact to their designated places, nothing had been move, the
nasal cannula or face mask still pressed on her patient's airways with the
oxygen tank still on, Humidifier and the Nebulizers dripping, while the bed
sheet had been smooth to prevent pressure ulcers from her patients.
She checks for their blood pressure and their respiratory rate, it was normal
while others were slightly elevated. She also has to check for their pulse
right above their radius bone, careful not to rouse her patients.
The task was boring, yet she still proceeded with her medic rounds, her eyelids
heavy while she moving to another ward.
Graveyard shifts are hell.
But it was her job as a medic to ensure her patients safety while they were
sound asleep on their beds. She covered her mouth as she yawn, her eyes tearing
while she listen to the crickets outside the open window, the musical sound
comforting her.
She was tired, absolutely tired.
She had been training with Naruto and Sasuke yesterday afternoon. She was then
presented with a severe case as she arrived at the Hospital after her training.
The operation had took a lot from her energy, and had to end her shift early
because she had been exhausted and chakra depleted. Today was another beginning
of her medic duties, in compensation for her absence.
An Anbu team had been ambush, their Captain having suffered the worst wound.
She had operated for 5 grueling hours to keep the unknown Anbu in decent state,
having lost a lot of blood; Sakura had kept his hematocrit and his RBC's from
totally declining. She had knitted the open wound with her chakra; the skin had
been cut with the use of a menacing scythe judging by the long jagged tears on
his skin. The cut had been a penetrating wound, easily scratching some of the
Anbu's vital organs.
She had reckoned that the Anbu had fought against a long range attacker. After
her years of being in placed in the autopsy department to find out the cause of
the death of some of their shinobis, Sakura could immediately deduce from the
length, depth, and unusual aspect of the wounds, as to what weapons had been
use to inflict wounds and injuries to the cadaver.
It was even more a surprise to her that the Anbu's wound had not been that
deep. If the weapon had cut through the Anbu's visceral organs, he would have
been done for. Though she was glad that she did not, watching her mask man
patient fought against death as she healed him was worth her chakra depletion
and the hours wasted to heal the man.
She was even more proud that neither she nor he had given up, after using her
chakra to heal his fatal wound. She had never seen such strong and stubborn
Shinobi before, aside from Naruto, who had not easily let death take him.
She would have wanted to see his face, but as her ethical code stated, when
handling an Anbu, she should never take off their mask as it was their secret
identity. The hours in the operating room was pretty stressing, she was
concentrating on her task while she had kept on murmuring to the Anbu to hold
on. She felt like her life was also as its brink as she had watched her silent
patient endure the pain.
Instead of him feeling the agonizing pain, she was the one who felt it. She had
been impelled by his unusual silence. She would have thought that her patient
was already dead when she had felt his pulse, throbbing weakly against her
fingertips.
She could handle patient who trash when she operated over them, but watching
the Anbu lie on the operating table as still as death. Sakura felt like crying.
The image of herself and her other two team mates in the same state as the
unknown Anbu had rose in her mind, making a lone tear slip from her eye,
unnoticed as she healed him.
Though she had composed herself after that, falling apart in the middle of an
operation did not suit well for Sakura; and so she had finished the operation,
saving the life of one of their best Anbu elite.
And now, she was working again, yet her day's work was not even finished. She
still needed to complete her night shift. She was terribly exhausted, and still
she resumes her work, which was dedicated to accomplishing another set of goals
in her long list of 'To do's'.
She has to finish her shift before she hit the sack.
She came out from her last ward, having double checked her patients chart and
current health status. She was ready to go home.
Humming underneath her breath, she walk the hallways with a relax gait. Her
mind was occupied with the thought of immersing herself in a bubble bath that
she hadn't noticed the figure leaning on the wall, wearing a pair of black
trousers and a black Anbu shirt, silently waiting for her.
She walked passed the silent figure, which still went unnoticed by her.
"Haruno-san." Sakura jerked her head in surprise, her heart leaping against her
chest as she whirled around to look at the figure leaning near the window, the
gentle glow of the moonlight bathing behind him.
She stared, squinting her eyes to get a better looked at the unknown
silhouette, and her heart still an erratic beat against her chest.
"Who are you?" She blurted out, her eyes wary.
"It doesn't matter who I am," The mystery man replied suavely. "I'm here to
thank you."
Sakura was puzzled and a little intrigued as she gazed at the shadow of the
man.
"Thank me for what?" She queried, taking a step forward, daringly. She didn't
know the man. He might be a dangerous S-class criminal from the other world for
all she knows, but her inherent curiosity got the better off her.
"For saving me."
She stopped, realization lightening her eyes. Then turn into hard pair of gems
as she scans the Anbu's tall form.
She could detect that metallic scent of blood from anywhere as she strode
towards the Anbu who had opened his wounds by, taking a stroll in the middle of
the night to wait for her, and then taking the nearby window for him to just
casually stand there.
The Anbu had hid his pain well, as well as his injuries by taking a relax
stance.
"What are you doing up?" She scolded him as she reached his side, touching the
placed where she knew the wound that she had knitted was, currently bleeding
because of the man's stupidity and his self-assurance.
"Reckless bastard," Sakura said underneath her breath as she run her medical
hands over him. "Look what you've done now."
The man stiffens from her touch, and then immediately relaxes as she moved her
medical hands to touch the wet cloth. The minor wound that she failed to heal
was bleeding.
"You're supposed to be lying, and sleeping in bed by now." She scolded him,
looking up to stare at the wolf mask, the snout almost touching her pointed
nose. She pulled her face back as she realized their closeness.
"Would you care to join me then?" The man drawled to her, his voice low and
undetectable for whom it belongs to.
Sakura perked her ears trying to match the voice to someone she knew and
encountered in her life. She failed to match his voice among the people she
knows. The Anbu remain faceless, except for his mask and his seductive voice.
Sakura ignored the man's suggestive remark and went into medical mode.
"As a matter of fact, yes." She replied, intending to mislead him into going
back to his room and locked him there.
She felt the man shift, and she knows that the man had been surprise by her
words, his tall form tense and frozen. Hell, she was also even surprise at her
statement. But she could not take it back, those words were spoken with good
intention and not anything sordid, which she suspected was the man had in
thought.
"Where's your room?" Sakura asked as she took a step closer to him, wrapping an
arm around his large frame.
She could see with her medic eyes that the man was hurting since he had kept a
leaning stance for quite sometime now, his wound must be throbbing, making it
difficult for him to stand up. She would have to get her medic bag to knit his
wound back. Preventing evisceration was her top most priority when she got this
man to bed.
The man remains frozen in her arm. He did not reply. Sakura turn to look at
him, her eyes bewildered at his reaction.
She could feel that the man's respiration was abnormally high. The Anbu was
clearly hyperventilating. Hell, she could even think that he was panting as she
heard the repeated hoof coming from his mask.
"Are you alright?" She asked in concern, slowly releasing her arm around him
and sliding a hand to his heart and his flat abdomen to feel his chest
expansion. She felt his muscle flinch underneath her touch, the man had stopped
breathing. The air trapped in his lungs as he held his breath, her hands on
him.
"I think you should need to lie down on your bed." Sakura said firmly to the
silent man. "Let me help you there."
She heard the man expel a breath; her hands feeling his muscle ripple, his
diaphragm collapse as he released the breath he was holding.
The Anbu was acting weird.
"I'll take you to your bed right now." Sakura said, looking concern as she
could feel the distress coming from the man, it must be a post operation shock.
Sakura frown as she heard the groan, the man was obviously in pain, her medic
instinct kick in, her hand slide inside his Anbu shirt to check the bleeding
wound, intending to heal it.
"I'm going to-"
She did not finish what she was saying as she was suddenly forcefully wrenched
from him, her eyes widening when the man's eyes glowed ruby.
"Uchiha." Sakura thought in dawning comprehension as she watched the man's
sharingan whirled wildly.
Sakura gasped in surprise as she was suddenly lifted from the ground, the man
hauling her form over his shoulder like she was a sack of ripe potato, fresh
for the picking.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked in shock, her voice high pitch.
"Don't worry medic," Sakura heard him say a she lay in complete shocked over
his shoulder, watching the white tiled floor flying underneath her.
"I'll take you to my bed." The man above her said ominously.
Sakura's face paled at his words.
He halted while she lay still in his arms, looking shock, and then she heard a
door sliding open.
"Let's see how your medic hands really work."
Sakura began to struggle, wriggling in the man's shoulder, the door slide
closed behind them, her last chance of escape from what the man was about to do
with her.
"Because I care about you"
When I see
The sorrows of the world
Leaning heavy
On your shoulders
I wish they were
On mine instead
Because
I care about you
-Leonard Nimoy
***** Blind Lust and Pure Innocence *****
Chapter Summary
     He wanted her...he wanted her badly.
Chapter Notes
     Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto….
     Warning: Very Juicy Lemon. Very graphic so I warn you to be careful.
     Tell me honestly if you want me to rewrite this chapter because I
     really don't know if the lemon is that good. Yeah, it's really
     graphic but I'm very skeptical if it's that good.
     I'm really trying to write a very good lemon which I'm hopeless at.
     So I usually end up writing more description than you can imagine and
     losses its taste.
     So be forewarned for a tasteless lemon.
"Innocent Touches"
Itachi/Sakura
Romance/Drama
Chapter 3
Recap
"I'll take you to your bed right now," Sakura said, looking concern as she
could feel the distress coming from the man - it must be a post operation
shock.
Sakura frowned as she heard the groan, the man was obviously in pain, her medic
instinct kicked in. Immediately, her hand slid inside his Anbu shirt to check
the bleeding wound, intending to heal it.
"I'm going to-"
She did not finish what she was saying as she was suddenly forcefully wrenched
from him, her eyes widened when the man's eyes glowed ruby.
"Uchiha," Sakura thought in dawning comprehension as she watched the man's
sharingan whirled wildly.
Sakura gasped in surprise as she was suddenly lifted from the ground, the man
hauling her form over his shoulder like she was a sack of ripe potato - fresh
for the picking.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked in shock, her voice high pitched.
"Don't worry medic," Sakura heard him say a she lay in complete shocked over
his shoulder, watching the white tiled floor flying underneath her.
"I'll take you to my bed," the man above her said ominously.
Sakura's face paled at his words.
He halted while she lay still in his arms, looking shock, and then she heard a
door slid open.
"Let's see how your medic hands really work."
Sakura began to struggle, wriggling in the man's shoulder, the door slid closed
behind them, her last chance of escape from what the man was about to do with
her.
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...
..
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Hands curling on the bed sheets, the woman's beneath him arched as a loud cry
escape from her lips; the pink crest of her pert breast was wet and puckered
where he had suckled and flicked his tongue not a moments ago.
Creamy skin flushed with desire; her white nurse uniform was torn at the front
while the hem of her skirt was bundled around the waist as he rolled his thumb
over the nub right above where they were joined.
Her hips grind against his, rolling and taking him fully into her as the waves
of her explosive climax washed over her trembling form; clenching around his
hard shaft like a tight, hot gloved.
He could only feel pure bliss as he gives her free reign to take him into her,
enjoying the feel of her virgin warmth clasping him tightly.
The spasms of her inner walls making him grit his teeth, his sharigan whirling
wildly as he suppressed the primal instinct to take her hard and fast; to ram
himself into her, hear her scream in pleasure each time he thrust into her;
deeply, harder and faster until she could feel each of his penetration; the
pleasure of having him inside her.
His balls tight and drawn against his skin, ready to spill his seed into her
but he couldn't-wouldn't allow it because he was allowing her to adapt to his
size and pleasuring her before he took charge of her tight body.
Dark lust darkened his ruby eyes as he flicked his thumb on her sensitive nub
and rubbing against her swollen nether lips where she took him. A look of
concentration and pleasure etched on her face as orgasm wracked her small
frame.
He watched her; taking in the beads of sweat the streak down from her flushed
face and to her breast. Specks of virgin blood and her juices dusted around his
shaft as she wildly writhed underneath him, watching as she took pleasure of
his length and girth.
Her breast jiggled while she unconsciously rode the wave after wave of her
orgasm, euphoria was written on her beautiful face as a strangled sound echoed
around the dark room. The scent of sex and arousal reek from her perspiring
body while she hooked her legs around his waist and drawing him deeply into
her.
"Arrggghhhh!" She scream, her back arching high, her breast pointing to the
ceiling as she throw her head on the hospital bed in wanton abandon. The last
of her climax jarring her as her nails dug on the bed, her knees pressing on
his back while he remained as her silent audience, enjoying her performance yet
extremely and highly excited to partake along side her.
More blood surged into his shaft, lengthening it and stretching her a little
further as she quaked with her orgasm. And when she felt his excitement, she
expelled a loud, and distinct moan of denial. Clearly, denying his claim and
another bout of pleasure.
She was still writing underneath him when he hooked an arm around her, drawing
her up and setting her astride him; her pliant body molding into his hard and
aroused body while he shed off her white uniform, feeling the moistness that
rushed out from between her legs where he still impaled her.
He could tell that she was getting aroused again; her inner walls tightening
and her breathing hitched when he slid her uniform off her. His excitement grew
and the muscles of his thighs flexed as he surged up, shallowly thrusting into
her while the woman in his arms tightened her legs around his waist for an easy
ride.
Naked and straddling his legs, the languorous woman allowed herself to be
lifted up and then sliding down on the hard length that entered her. Her pink
locks sticking into her perspiring skin while the hand on her bottom guided her
for a deep and concentrated thrust; forcing a moan from her each time he hit
something inside her.
He curled a hand on her armpit and making her arched her breast towards his
hungry mouth. Her neck arched, her nails digging into his shoulder blades as he
drew her pink nipple deep into his mouth, suckling and flickering his tongue
over it; wrenching a groan from the exquisite pleasure that he was giving to
her with his hurried thrust and his hungry mouth.
The sound of lapping flesh and the feel of her small form rubbing against him
was sweet torture as he couldn't get enough of her taste, her smell, her warmth
and the heaven between her legs.
He didn't want to stop loving her body. She was so tight and wet. He wanted to
own that little lioness inside her, and keep her in a cage where he was the
only one who would enjoy every passionate and erotic minute with her.
She was a temptress; his temptress.
His movements feverish and hurried as he clasped his hand on her bottom to keep
himself inside her while she slid over him; feeling the smooth and wet texture
of her tight heat clasping him and never letting go. He wanted to stay inside
her forever. It was sheer madness that went along side him as he ravages her
tight, virgin body with his wild thrust and branding her with his burning heat.
Grinding her bottom into his thighs before urging her upwards and feeling her
nether lips kissing the tip of his shaft before ramming her back down; the feel
of her tight heat driving him mad and still he couldn't get enough of her;
sparks of blinding pleasure bursting from his length every time he entered her.
She was maddening; drugging him with her inexperienced and unclaimed body. She
pleasured him to the degree that he would kill for her in able to attain that
intense and explicable pleasure that she could give him.
He shifted his attention back to her other breast, his mouth immediately
devouring her sensitive crest while her cries and the quivering of her thighs
was good enough evidence that she was immensely enjoying this.
She was so responsive.
"A-Aahh—" she moaned, her head rolling to the side while she abandoned herself
to his sexual ministration. Her lust filled emerald eyes hidden beneath pink
sooty lashes as she stared up at the ceiling, exhausted and sore, yet her body
was humming with pleasure; hot liquid desire roiling between her legs as she
started to write in intense pleasure.
The rasping of his tongue on her breast created tremors that shot down the
woman's spine and tightened on her belly while the thrust of his shaft into her
was pushing her back to that pinnacle of pleasure. Her legs shaking each time
he lifted her up; her inner muscles flexing around his rigid length that drive
him crazy with so much pleasure that it was almost painful - almost.
"Uchiha-san," her whisper deafened by his harsh breathing and the sound of
their bodies joining; his eyes closed as he rasped his teeth on her nipple and
then began suckling it, marveling the feel of her turgid nipple with his tongue
and savoring the salty taste of perspiration on her skin as he lapped at her
nipple; pleasure shooting down his spine as the feel of her tight rasping heat
continue to rub against the ultra sensitive tip of his shaft, driving them both
mad with desire and erotic pleasure.
She felt like heaven.
"Faster," he complied to her demand and increases his pace, clumping his mouth
on her breast to keep her there as his hurried thrust almost dislodges her
nipple from his mouth; the hospital bed began to creak at their exertion.
"Harder," he grinds his shaft into her each time she slid down; her response
was immediate and she mewled out loud her inner muscles clasping him, her body
shuddering while her eyes rolled.
"Kami," she groans, throwing her head back and lifting her breast for him to
devour; her fingers clawing at him while her lips open, gasping and moaning.
"This feels good,"
He rolled her hips against hers, grinding tightly as the head of his shaft
rubbed something inside her, making her hummed and flushed.
"Do that again," he did and rolled her hips against him, the feeling of her
tight inner walls drawing him deeply into her, squeezing him as he moved her up
and bringing her back down again.
"Uchiha-san," her nails scratch his back; angry marks appearing from beneath
her nails as she began to move, her movements desperate as her body began to
strain and quaked.
"I think—" her legs clumped tightly around him, her inner walls began to spasms
as she neared her peak. Itachi turned his attention back to her other breast;
her swollen and responsive nipple was released with an imperceptible pop while
he cupped her breast and rubbed his thump over it before drawing it into his
mouth.
She keened while she grabbed his head, placing him closely to her breast and
keeping him there. He did not complain; he absolutely loved where he was now.
He stopped moving, her legs was quivering as he held her; his shaft almost
slipping from her while he moved his hand from her breast towards her nub. His
hand caressing over her heated body; brushing against her taut stomach to her
navel and then towards her sex where he stroke first her swollen nether lips;
feeling her breath hitch and inner muscles contract in reaction to his touch
and then moving his thumb to circle around that bundle of nerves.
Her orgasm hit hard and she stiffen against him, screaming out in pure
pleasure. With his sharingan spinning wildly, he sank back into her; hearing
the sound of their lapping bodies as his movement increased, there forms almost
a blur.
"Aahh…" she grimaced as her inner thighs quivered, her sex jerking him tightly
into her; her juices spurting out between them while he growled deeply, his
eyes flashing with approval as her orgasm met each of his thrust, damping him
and making it easier for him to slide into her; the growl reverberated into the
woman's breast where he held her nipple between his teeth; gently squeezing it
and flicking his tongue over it.
"Aaahh…." Her hands curled on his back as he continued to pound into her, her
face lifted towards the ceiling with her face crunched with pure pleasure.
"Nnngghh…" the loud moan resonated around the dark room as his thrust taking on
a jerking movement as he began to feel of his orgasm nearing; and the woman in
his arms continue to whimper and shudder with her own climax while her inner
walls rippled and nearly bringing him to the peak.
His eyes dark, his muscles tensing as perspiration gleamed over their tangled
bodies. He could feel her juices pooling between them while he harshly suckled
her breast.
He slipped out, and with a growl. He released his hold on her nipple and pushed
her back on the bed, raising each of her knees and placed it over his shoulder.
With sheer frustration he entered her again, keeping her tightly close against
him as he secured their hands above their heads and drove hurriedly into her.
Riding her waves of orgasm as he panted, watching her watched him.
Dark emerald eyes peering behind him through pink lashes as he grinded his hips
against hers; watching her flinched as he hit a sore spot while virgin blood
mixed with white juices smeared all over his engorged shaft.
He was almost there; beads of perspiration rolled down on his flexing back
while he ignored the prickle of conscience as he stared at the girl-woman in
his arms.
His shaft started to jerk inside her, liquid heat surged from his shaft and
into her womb while he crushed his lips against hers; hungrily feasting on her
sweet mouth while he grunted with his released. His back tensing while he
crushed his body against hers, forcefully molding them together.
He draws her swollen lower lip between his teeth and suckled it, like he had
done to her nipple. Rasping breath came from his parted lips as he nibbled the
woman's jaw and rained kisses on her flushed neck and her breast; smelling her
intoxicating scent, tasting her forbidden nectar and enjoying the brush of her
smooth, creamy young skin against the hard planes of his lean body.
She was all his; his for the taking; an inexperience, innocent girl for his
lustful body. He knew that he couldn't get enough of her.
Her body belongs to his.
"Uchiha-san," he was in rapture that he barely heard the name, his sharingan
spinning wildly while he became tensed; awareness creeping into his lustful
mind.
--
"Uchiha-san!" the man finally snapped his eyes toward her.
Sakura's scowl disappeared as her eyes meet spinning sharingan, there was a
dark gleam in his ruby eyes as he gave her his undivided attention.
After a while of drawing his attention, Sakura regretted it soon as she felt
something dark and dangerous roiled out from the Anbu in waves.
She was done dressing his wound and had been trying to call back his attention
since the Anbu became preoccupied with his thoughts.
Earlier, the Anbu was dangerously silent when she had placed the sterile
bandages on his wound, and had noticed that he had been staring disconcertingly
at her which brought the hairs on her neck standing on end.
If it wasn't for the mask he was wearing, she would have happily reported this
to her Shishou. Not because the man had shown some creepy interest in her, but
because she wanted to report about the Anbu's recklessness. Asking for his name
would not do, so she had to remember his room number.
And as she stared fearfully at the Anbu, she was ready to take that room number
and hit for home; making sure that the Anbu was not going to stalk after her
again.
The man was really creepy.
"I'm done dressing your wound," she had the hard time covering the tremble in
her voice as she moved back, her eyes keeping an eye on the Anbu sitting on the
bed; the bed sheets covering his lower half while she noticed that the man was
clenching his fist on the wrinkled linens.
"I'm going home,"
The dimly-lit room suddenly crackled with tension that almost suffocated her.
She trembled with fear as she inched away from the Anbu.
She had the sudden feeling that this time; the Anbu was ready to attack her
like what had happen before when she thought that she was going to be raped.
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Flashback
The door clicked shut while Sakura found herself dumped in the hospital bed
like a sack of potatoes. She scrambled to her feet while the Anbu began to
strip off his shirt, blood soaking the grey cloth.
Sakura dipped downwards, and with her right hand as her leverage, she swept her
leg on the floor, trying to trip the Anbu. The man leapt back, discarding his
bloody shirt on the bed while he deflected Sakura's punches and kicks.
Chakra exhausted and terribly fatigue, Sakura could do but charge on the man
with her hands and legs straining in protest. Her limbs could barely inflict
serious pain on the Anbu as she landed a weak punch on his jaw, which was
suddenly captured in his tight grasp while the leg that she had used to try and
knee his side was seized by his other hand, and Sakura struggled to free her
captured limbs while the man gave her a probing look. His ruby eyes landing on
her exposed skin when her nurse uniform had bunched up to bare her thighs and
to reveal her white panties as the man held her leg.
She started to quake with fear as the man's eyes darkened and then he pushed
her towards the hospital bed; Limping all the way with one leg while the man
brought her leg beside his waist; the skin of her knee rubbing against his
heated flesh as her back hit the side of the bed.
Her fear turned to panic as the man brought his naked torso closer to her, the
hallow of his neck a foot from her face while she could smell the blood and the
blatant masculine scent permeating from his pores.
She raised her free hand and hit his wound, the man barely flinched as her
nails scratched his open flesh, blood spurted from the wound and staining her
white uniform while she hissed, "Release me at once or I will kill you," she
curled her nails above the wound. The Anbu stared for one aching seconds and
then he tightened his hold on her wrist, pressing her back with something hard
rubbing against her stomach.
She ignored the unknown object and was ready to do more injury when the
impassive Anbu took a step back and released her. She could feel something had
gone out from the Anbu when he glanced down at her before sliding in his bed,
hastily pulling the covers over him as if he was afraid that he might reveal
something to her.
Sakura blinked in surprise before recovering, she began to scramble towards the
door; wanting to escape from the Anbu.
Her heart was racing, and her mouth was dry when she touched the cold metal of
the doorknob. Turning it with heart leaping towards her throat, she almost
jumped when the Anbu spoke calmly behind her.
"Aren't you going to heal me?"
The hand on the door knob stilled while the adrenaline did not waver as it
rushed through her veins.
"I thought you're going to heal me when I brought you here," Sakura whirled and
glared at the man; her eyes showing riots of emotion as she felt confuse, angry
and at the same time scared just by staring at the muscled man on the bed.
She knew for the fact that that man was an Anbu Captain and highly dangerous as
she could see that he still looked harmful even if he was confined in bed;
extremely dangerous as her eyes gazed at the sharigan dead on.
She reverted her eyes from the deadly weapon, she stared at the white wall
behind the Anbu and asked in a fierce whisper; her voice quivering after the
assault and the nerves that made her jumpy.
"That was your purpose?" she balled her hands into fist, angry sparks shooting
from her emerald eyes as she stared at the wall. "You brought me here because
you wanted to be healed?"
A silent and stiff nod was his only response.
Shaking with rage, she snapped at him.
"Then why did you carry me and dump me in your bed like you were going to rape
me?"
Not giving the Anbu to answer she continued on, "And why do you have to scare
me like that by using creepy words?" her voice became high pitched as she
pressed her hands to her side, her body shaking; she nearly wanted to cry for
getting a scare like that.
"Is that how you treat your private nurse?"
"No," that was the calm simple response from the Anbu, while Sakura wanted to
curl and cry.
She nearly had a heart attack after realizing that some unknown, maniac-pervert
Anbu was going to take her virginity.
"I hope you die a slow and painful death then," she snarled, turning her back
to him while she wrenched the door open, "-because I'm not going to heal you."
And with that, she shut the door close with a loud bang and run. Tears
streaming down her face while she clutched at her throat, still distraught from
the fear and the panic that had rose from the Anbu's unforgivable actions.
If he had been bored in that ward of his, he shouldn't have cornered her and
scared her for fun. She knew she would have killed him when she thought that he
was about to rape her. And she couldn't face her shishou once they find out a
dead body in ward 45.
She wiped the tears from her face while she moved to the nurses locker room. In
there, she tried to regain her composure and her previous cheeriness of going
home, but couldn't when she remembered the bleeding Anbu in ward 45.
"He deserves it," she mumbled, trying to convince herself, her bag ready beside
her as the thoughts of a hot bath beckoned her.
Though how much she tried to summon a really good reason to go home, the image
of that mysterious Anbu invaded her conscience; calling forth her medical
instinct to heal.
Even though it was against her bitter judgments, the medic in her still had a
great influence over her decisions. She knew that she had gone against the
medical code of do no harm to her patient; and by healing him, it would make up
for her mistakes and hiding the scratch marks that she had made.
With that purpose in mind, she went back to the ward 45 with her medical kit in
hand - and herself, prepared for another attack.
As she opened the door, she found herself staring at the Anbu, who didn't look
surprise to see her.
"I know you would come back,"
"Arrogant bastard,"Sakura thought disdainfully as she heard the calm confidence
in the Anbu's voice, the sharingan was gone and the only thing she could see
through the eye holes were darkness; his expression hidden by the shadows of
his mask.
"Heal me," Sakura glowered ferociously, wanting to leave and turn from
responsibility after she heard the command in his voice.
She stiffened her spine; eyes glittering with defiance as she stared at the eye
holes of his Anbu mask.
"I'm not going to if you apologize first," she stated; knowing full well that
Uchiha's are so arrogant that apologizing to anyone would lower their high
opinions of themselves.
Her statement was met with silence but it was seconds later when the Anbu
answered.
"I'm sorry," his lilting voice insincere and hard as his sharingan activated, a
hint of impatience written in his eyes. "Now heal me,"
Sakura was beside him in a flash, her hands methodically moving over the bloody
bandages on his wound and carefully removing them.
She did not make any small conversation with the man, and only preoccupied her
thoughts with the task at hand. However, she could not shake off the feeling of
his disconcerting stare. It was more than once when she had caught him staring
at her lips when she had bitten earlier at the sight of the scratches that she
had made.
It was not the first time that someone had showed interest in her, but it was
the first time that it came from an older man, maybe 7 or 10 years older than
her, and Anbu elite at that. But the difference is that this Anbu exuded power
and great amounts of bold masculinity that he did not fail to make her squirm
with his intense and penetrating stare.
She could almost feel him stripping her with his eyes as her hand shook when
she had taken the bandages from him. It was like being under a microscope with
a pervert behind it rather than a scientist.
It was a relief when the Anbu became preoccupied with his thoughts, and the
shake in her hands gradually ease as she went behind the mask of her medical
role.
When she had washed and cleaned the skin around the wound she proceeded with
the dressing, her hands brushing against the Anbu's bare skin, ignoring the
fact that his skin was warmly vibrant and alive as she felt his chest expand
each breath he took.
His eyes still remained on her, but she noticed that his ruby eyes were far
away. She did not move to touch him and gain his attention back, instead she
used her voice.
Using a soft tone as she called him, "Uchiha-san," not knowing his name but the
sharingan in his eyes told her his lineage. "Uchiha-san," tried again, her
voice unchanged as she curiously regarded the thoughtful Uchiha.
The Uchiha was still looking at her absentmindedly; his ruby eyes were dark and
the expression in them made Sakura shiver with fear.
It was like he was hungry like he hadn't been eating for a decade. But Sakura
was sure that she would be out there before he could devour her.
Scowling with mixed impatience and slight fear, she snapped at him. "Uchiha-
san!"
Ruby eyes did not blink as it zeroed on her; his eyes flaring with an emotion
that brought another rushed of adrenaline in to her veins.
Her scowl disappeared while her face lost its color with fear clutching her
throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Her mouth went dry while her eyes were wide as she stared at the pair of
spinning sharingan.
End of Flashback
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Present
"I'm going home," she repeated, her voice a quaver as she waited for the Anbu's
reaction.
Ruby sharingan stared back at her behind the mask, while her heart went towards
her throat as the man's dark gaze continued to stab into her like a hot kunai.
His eyes were dark with the scariest expression that she had ever seen in the
man, and she almost felt like he had her captive there with his eyes; burning
into her and sucking her breath away.
Nearly collapsing with fear and anxiety, Sakura almost flee in her fear when
the man stiffly nodded his head towards the door, signaling for her to leave.
Sakura's hands shook when she slowly pivoted towards the door. Her eyes
downcast as she staggered with leaded legs to the exit. A clammy hand reached
out for the doorknob when she suddenly recalled something.
Her fearful emerald eyes landed back towards the side table where she had
placed he medic bag, then her eyes ventured to the silent Anbu, who was still
looking at her with those creepy eyes of his.
"I forgot my medic bag," she murmured yet she did not moved to retrieve it,
afraid to even get closer to the man who was regarding her like she was some
rare piece of meat.
"I'm going to get it,"
The Anbu enigmatically cocked his head to the side in acknowledgment, still
looking at her.
Sakura shivered and inched her way towards the side table, her eyes warily
watching the Anbu. Her hand was just sliding her medic bag from the table when
her wrist was captured by a warm masculine hand, rough and callused as it
tightened on her wrist.
She froze, her heart leapt as the Anbu pulled her closer beside the bed, and
forcing her to sit beside him, so close that she could feel heat radiating from
his bare skin.
"Thank you," he took her hand and placed a kiss on the back of her hand while
Sakura almost wanted to draw her hand away and slap him for even touching her.
But for how the way he handled her hand tenderly inside his, she couldn't.
She could not see anything sexual in his touch nor any hidden intention behind
his kiss.
It was only a simple kiss that she doesn't need to worry about.
The touch of his cold mask touching her skin disappeared as he withdrew from
her hand while he held her eyes captive.
"Thank you for healing me, Haruno-san,"
No words of response came into her mind as she could only stare at him
incredulously. Realizing that she needed to answer him, she nodded her head
rather absentmindedly and said in an uncertain voice. "You're welcome,"
After that Sakura remained seated beside him, indecisive and stunned after
hearing a sincere thank you coming from an Uchiha; an Uchiha that she didn't
know.
When she had noticed that she had lingered for too long and to her utter
embarrassment, had been ogling at him for quite some time now, she pushed
herself from the hospital bed and headed towards the door; her face profuse
with color while she felt a pair of eyes piercing through her as she pulled the
door open.
"Goodnight, Uchiha-san." Not waiting for a reply, she left the room, giving an
involuntary sigh when she stepped into the dark, empty hallway.
Once she was outside, her eyes couldn't help but took note of the ward number
with the intention of reporting the Uchiha's nightly strolls to her shishou;
but in truth it was only because she was curious of the man's identity.
A thoughtful crease marred her face as she walked away from the ward; her plans
for a hot bath disappeared as her mind was suddenly filled with many faces that
she could matched on the man behind the mask.
Though she could not distinguish him, his voice and his chakra was skillfully
altered and disguised, making it difficult for her to figure him out. But his
smell; his heady smell that was boldly male and full of virility seems so very
familiar.
Yet she could not guess who he was.
He was a mysterious, dangerous and something that drew Sakura to him like a
moth to a blazing flame.
He was compelling.
A puzzle that she needed to figure out.
While she was thinking about the man with the Anbu mask, Itachi was also
thinking about her, though not as innocent as hers was.
Itachi closed his eyes as if pained, the huge bulge on his pants making him
uncomfortable.
He had to remind himself to never touch the girl again.
If he did, he was afraid that he would lose his sensibilities and take her.
He could just imagine her grinding against him each time he took her.
Feel those creamy skin brushing against his bare flesh, hearing her scream as
she tightened her inner walls around him.
It would be sheer bliss.
Itachi leaned back against his pillow; his bed position in a semi-fowler as he
looked outside the window. Moonlight was streaming from the window panes as he
tried to distract himself from the sinful thoughts of a pink haired girl
writhing underneath him.
He soon found out that it was hopeless as he could still feel his body
throbbing with lust.
That girl was going to be the end of him.
One day when the right time comes, Itachi was sure that he could not be able
stop himself and take her, again and again until this blinding lust for her
would disappear. Yet, he could not shake the feeling that once he took her. He
would be forever be ensnared by her invisible power; totally trapped by her
sensual yet innocent web that she had cast over him.
He would be her slave.
And that, Itachi did not want.
He would have to face his lust and chained his hands together until he would
get used to her tempting presence. After all, it was just child's play to face
his lust than facing an adversary. Certainly, he would win this one-sided game
of his to never succumb to temptation but instead familiarized the temptation.
Resolving his temptation was one of his objective before he took the next step
for his plans to work.
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To be continued….
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