"Wait...Itachi! ITACHI!" screamed Sakura.

"Sakura...it's over. We can't go on like this, behind my brother's back. As much as I hate him, I cannot take his love away," Itachi said. A tear rolled down his cheek. "Don't make this harder for us,"

"Well, you're taking MY love away! Don't walk away Itachi..."

"I'm sorry, Cherry Blossom. But this has to end," said Itachi.

"Don't call me that. And go away. I don't want to see you," snapped Sakura. She walked back to the front door of the Uchiha mansion.

"Don't come back, Itachi," she sobbed. "Just don't,"

Itachi remembered that horrible night. His eyes stung with tears thinking about Sakura, his lost Cherry Blossom. He remembered the tears rolling down her pretty face, the sobs he could hear coming from her room in the mansion. He remembered the pain in her eyes, the ghost of the smile he once loved. He remembered her voice, screaming his name. After Sakura, he never looked at another woman. He visited the mansion sometimes, but made sure that Sakura never saw him. He still loved her.

"Sakura...what's wrong?" Sasuke asked.

"Nothing..." Sakura answered. Sasuke shrugged, then went on chowing down his breakfast. It was a year after...that day. The day Itachi left. Every single day, she wished Itachi was here, kissing her, hugging her, listening to her troubles. Making everything okay. But Itachi was gone.

"What's with you, 'Tachi?" asked Kakashi. After his last attack on Sasuke, he and his brother's former sensei joined forces. "You're quiet today, even for you,"

"Oh, it's...nothing. Nothing important," answered Itachi. It was a year after that day...the day he deserted Sakura. He missed her. A lot. He missed the silikiness of her pink hair, the feel of her pale, smooth skin. He missed their kisses, and the nights they'd spent together. He missed everything. But he had to leave. As much as he hated Sasuke, he couldn't take Sakura away. His idiot brother didn't realize what he had. What he didn't appreciate. What he might have had taken away, if Itachi didn't stop seeing Sakura. But he did. And he regretted it with every bit of his being.

Sakura sat on the cold, stone steps of the Uchiha mansion. Sasuke was on a mission. Again. At these times, when she was alone, she missed Itachi the most. The sun was setting. This was the time that Itachi called special, magical. He always visited at sunset, when they still...well, met up. "AHHH!" screamed Sakura. A figure in a dark cloak stood before her. Sakura squinted. Who was it? And more importantly, why did he, or she, come?

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