Disclaimer: No now, not ever, will I ever own Naruto…or Itachi

Warning: Not beta'd

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I woke up in his bed. I regained conscious in his bed. Conscious was awaken in his bed. Bed was where I regained conscious.

Hmph, funny, there was no better way to say that, I don't know, I woke up in Itachi Uchiha's bed.

Yep, nothing wrong with that sentence. It's not like I was lying in the middle of a king-sized bed that belonged to an S-class criminal, who was coincidentally trying to hunt and extract my best-friend and torture my other ex-teammate. How did I know? The walls were black, hung with different arrays of katanas and kunai, the smell of tea was strong, and most importantly, his chakra was strong in here.

Dear Kami. Maybe this was just a dream; I mean, it is normal for a human being to experience hallucinations after a traumatizing event, right? I think being trapped in a genjustsu by The Itachi Uchiha and then being stabbed through the abdomen, is counted as being a traumatizing event. If it's not, I don't know what would.

My head throbbed like hell and I swear I couldn't even lift my heavy lead arms, to make contact with my temple to melt away the pain. I couldn't even find the ability to summon chakra right now. I lifted the side of my dirt-caked shirt to view my injury. There should be a large slit, the shape of a sword, there. But instead, it was neatly healed and stitched up. I traced my long, slender fingers, across the area. It was real.

This dream was surprisingly detailed and realistic…

After a couple of minutes of checking myself over, which surprisingly wasn't in such a crappy shape then I would have thought, I had come to a conclusion that this was just a hallucination. I took a deep sigh of relief and relaxed for the first time since I had woken up. I was going to lie back down and wait for my body to realize its malfunctions, someone knocked on my door. Or his door. I grunted as an approval before the door opened.

Heh, guess who was on the other side of the door?

The owner of this actual room? Lucky guess, I'd say. But as my eyes met with his Sharringan, I knew that this was no hallucination, no dream. This was a nightmare come true and…oh yeah!

I was in deep shit.

-Ita~chi~Ita~chi~Ita~chi~Ita~chi -

A/N: Hey munchkins! Just a short start for this one and by the way, I usually like the suggest songs for each chapter. Sorry this chapter was missing one: feel free to suggest anyone to me! ~I drown in all kinds of music~

Hope ya guys enjoyed it.

3 you 4ever

Itachi's (future) wife,

~Ari