Sakura gazed calmly into the coffee pot as she thought over the steps for a simple healing session in her head. Her brow furrowed in thought before she felt a light tap on her shoulder, she swivled her head around to meet the brown eyes of her weapon-obsessed friend; Tenten.

"Zoning out again, Sak. We got a costumer asking for an Americano. Could you take it for me while I do my tables?" She asked her pink haired friend kindly as she tied her caffee's apron around her waist.

"Yeah, sure." She replied with a shy smile. She's zoned out once again thinking about mid-terms. Well she'd study when there was less people at the caffee during her night shift tonight, she thought.

pouring the coffee into the foam mug carefully, she took the order to the man waiting on the other side of the counter. He too, seemed to be spacing out-looking off into the distance. His eyes held confusion, no doubt he was a college student such as herself. Pour guy looked like he was having a hard day too. His shoulders slumped in almost what looked like defeat, she felt the same at the moment, school was stressful.

Apart from his obvious displeasure and strained look, the man was rather handsom looking. Long silky black hair tied back into a red hair-tie, stress lines maiming his face only served to make him seem older than he most likely was and hotter. His fitting black sweater allowing his defined muscles to appear slightly and- Whoa...

God dammit she was doing it again! No raping customers with your eyes, bad Sakura!

Setting the coffee down before him, his attention quickly came to her face. A slight smile, warm, but rushed, was sent her way as he thanked her for the coffee and paid.

The man exited the coffee shop speedily, maneuvering his way around tables and chairs.

She was left day dreaming of him instead of somewhat basic healing sessions for the rest of the day, which in her opinion; was way better. Dear god medecine was hard.

As her break slowly came to an end, Sakura took a final puff of her cigarette and dropped it to the cement before crushing it with the heal of her brown combat boots. The moon shone down on her hair, converting it to a light purple instead of pink. Her breaths came out in small puffs of white against the cold bite of the winter air.

Ahhh, Canada. Eh?

(A/N: I hate that stereotype that we say eh, but it's true XD)

Entering her work place once again, the warmth from the heaters hit her as she stepped inside. The scent of coffee beans and fruity muffins accomodated the look of the caffee greatly. All in all it was a pretty cosy place that most college kids came to to get some coffee and study up late at night. The place was open 24/7 and was at the end of the street where many apartments harbouring college kids stood, the perfect place for buisness.

As she wrapped her apron around her waist once more she found her bag in the back in her cupboard. Reaching in and rummaging around she found two used text books. She opened the book and began to read as she walked through the corridor back to the main lounge area.

No line of people appeared arround the corner, only six people where in the coffee shop at this late hour. Fifteen minutes until they crossed over into the next day.

Monday. The most dreadful day of them all.

Setting her book down, she settled her elbows onto the counter top and began to read a new paragraph.

The small bell tinged as it signaled the arrival of a new customer. The medical student looked up to find herself starring at the man that was here previously that day. Damn could he get any sexier-

God dammit!

Focus on your medical text book Sakura! Focuse!

Her (betraying) eyes wandered over to him and looked him up and down. God damn she didnt even know his name yet!

Looking back to her text book she continued to study, in hopes of actually learning something. She was so dazed in wondering how she was actually going to pass this damn test that hadn't realized that he'd come straight to the counter instead of sitting at a booth.

"Excuse me?" The (beautiful) man asked, hesitantly as he looked over her confused face. She resembled him in many ways. The bags under her eyes from infinit study sessions, the forever furrowed brow in concentration, the open text book at work. Ahh, but he'd seen it all before in his own life. Not one to judge, Itachi gave the girl a sympathetique look.

"Studying?" He asked, obviously knowing the answer.

"Uhhh, um. Y-yeah.." She stuttered as she was taken out of her musings, quiet confused.

Immediatly realizing her situation, Sakura straightened-her eyes widening slightly.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm just really tired. Uh, may I take your order?" She asked, out of her dazed state.

He nodded yes, smiling at her as he looked to the side of the counter where the muffins where.

"Can I get a blueberry muffin and an Americano, please." He asked politely as he scanned the warm blueberry muffins.

"Comming right up." She replied sleepily. Draging herself over to the container, in which it held the muffins and putting it on a small plate then sluggishly making the man his coffee. Of coarse being the clumsy girl she was, the pinkette mannaged the get steaming hot coffee on herself.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" She yipped suddenly as the brown liquid seeped through her cloths, effectivly burning her skin.

Itachi, alarmed, jumped over the counter to help her.

A string of curses left her mouth as she held her arm in pain-

and suddenly he was really close. The man craddled her arm in his hands, his chest practically in her face from the height difference. She liked tall guys...

Oh my god, Sak you just burnt youself!

"Are you okay?" He asked steadily, looking into her emerald green eyes.

Suddenly finding her wit, Sakura responded.

"I don't know, I just spilled burning hot coffee onto myself, why don't you tell me?" She quipped sarcastically.

He smirked at her behaviour and arched a brow at her response.

She raised her brows back in response.

"Do you have a first-aid kit around here somewhere?" The (kinda annoying but not enough to cover all the sexiness) guy asked ignoring her sarcastic remark for the moment.

"Yeah it's in back." She replied.

Starting to head for the place she was talking about, she looked behind her to find he was following her. She arched a brow once again in question and he arched his back with a tilt of his head. (A/N: Haha, eyebrow games) She blushed slightly because the notion only made him so-

Okay I'm really gonna stop this time.

Continuing towards her destination she allowed him to follow her.

In the break room she tried to reach the medical kit on the top shelf but couldn't, damn her shortness! Suddenly a pair of muscled arms came over her head to take the kit, a lean, firm chest pressed against her back. Sakura blushed a light shade of pink, taking a deep breath she missed the warmth he brought to her, but quickly dismissed it.

Sitting on the old green padded chair, Sakura let out a heavy sigh as she sank into the chair.

"Give me your arm." He ordered in a way that didn't sound too commanding. She liked that-but she was stubborn.

"It's fine, I'm a med student-" She started but was cut off when he briskly took her arm despite her protest.

She rolled her eyes, but let a small grin come across her features. Being a little pampered was a nice change. This guy was kind of an gentleman, too many assholes in the world, thank god for people like him.

"What's your name?" He questioned out of no where, as he bandaged her arm.

"Haruno Sakura, you?" She replied.

"Uchiha Itachi."

New story people! Hope you guys like this first chapter, not sure if I should make it a three-shot or long... review me what you guys think or PM me!