(A/N) I've had this in my computer for a while and I'm finally deciding to post it due to my absence. I'm sorry for not being able to update my other Itasaku stories, so here's one to fill the void. It will be divided into about seven chapters (excluding the prologue). The story is set to Painted by Evans Blue, coincides with the AMV I made to it, and will be divided according to the lyrics. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters no matter how hard I try.

Painted

Prologue

Hold your colours against the wall
When they take everything away
Hold your colours against the wall
Soaking through
(With me)

"Ita-chan!"

Said Uchiha looked over his shoulder at the young girl with pink hair and bright green eyes, smiling with innocence only she possessed. Having kicked off her tiny shoes, she stepped into the house as if she lived there.

"Where's Sasuke-kun?"

Itachi smiled. "He's at the training grounds. He'll be back soon."

Sakura sulked and he patted her head, ruffling her already messy hair.

"Can I wait here?" she asked, cheering up in a matter of seconds.

"Of course," Itachi said. He turned back around to attend to something else.

Sakura watched for a few minutes. "What are you doing?" she finally asked.

Itachi held up a washcloth littered with manifold holes and sighed. "Cleaning."

Sakura giggled at the thought of the great Itachi Uchiha, recently made ANBU captain, cleaning his house with an old rag.

"Why do you want to see Sasuke?" the unwilling maid asked.

Itachi didn't need to question her. It was apparent when she blushed.

"B-because I want to!" she said fiercely to cover her embarrassment. Calming down she said," I just wanted to tell him what happened."

Itachi put the cloth down. "What happened?"

"Well, there's this girl Ami, and she's really mean!" Sakura exclaimed, using plenty of hand gestures. "Today, she was making fun of everyone."

"Maybe Ami has some issues at home," Itachi said. He thought about what he could say to her to make her understand that Ami was not an evil person.

"I want you to remember this," he said, finding the words. He bent down so he can meet her eyes. "The world isn't black and white. There are a lot of colors in between. Good people and bad people don't exist. Most of all, it isn't just life or death; it's everything in-between."

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(A/N) The lyrics at the beginning are from Hold Your Colour by Pendulum. I believe the prologue deserves a song.

Don't stop reading if the prologue is suckish. I promise it gets better (coughliescough). Hehehe. But really, this is just an introduction. Everything is welcomed, including flames. I'm in the mood for s'mores. Next chapter will be up soon!