Disclaimer:

Hello! I discontinued writing The Akatasuki's Pinkette because I think it was so cliche and the writing was not really... well, well. I've read a bunch of reverse harem fics wherein Sakura is being paired with the ebony-haired men of the Uchiha clan and I just can't help but root for Shisui. This is new to me as well, lol. Shisui may be OOC and this is an understatement. HEHEHE I'M SO SORRY MINNA! Reverse harem fics usually present Shisui as an easygoing and carefree guy with a sense of humor. But Naruto Shippuden actually showed that he was somewhat humorous so don't judge.

By the way, I am still struggling with mah verbs. Criticize me all you want but I really suck at tense consistency. Some words just really don't sound right to me.

I do not own Naruto. Although I wish I did, I didn't, I don't, and I probably never will. All the holy ramen for Masashi Kishimoto.

Uchiha Shisui was a man of his words, having the ability to arrange phrases in order to stretch his power of influencing other people with his own ideals, as well as drawing them back to share their own. A real man indeed, as all the elders, shinobi, and civilians of the Uchiha clan and the Hidden Village of Leaves would suggest. After all, who would refuse or subconsciously refuse to look up to him? With his known history in the ANBU and the renowned abilities of his to teleport and use the Sharingan to higher extents, it is very unlikely for someone to not regard of him as talented.

Known for being at Uchiha Itachi's side, his skills are in line with his and it's actually quite surprising how people think that they complement one another, instead of comparing their heights of greatness. The two are equally powerful and that's it. No one would dare mess more than one Uchiha.

Itachi, possessing a sharp eye, does know a quality that his valued friend contains that others don't have an idea about. Frankly speaking, he is quite lucky to be able to notice this. After all, Shisui shows this unlikely Uchiha trait to only a few. There was Itachi, his household family, and even Sasuke. Outside their circle, no one else could have ever even paired that thought to the man of his words.

After all, who would have known that the ever so serious-looking Uchiha Shisui actually possesses a very loud mouth?

All these thoughts were circulating inside the mind of the raven-using Uchiha.

It was difficult for him not to ponder such especially if one was speaking to his cousin, who was currently cracking a joke, and a horrible one of that.

"Did you get it? Oi, Itachi." Shisui's words rang in his ears and his eyes tested a scan on his face that showed nothing but an untitled abstract of emotions. Itachi effortlessly wore a thick mask in order to challenge his cousin into decoding his reaction. But then again, the other Uchiha wasn't stupid. In fact, he was rather the opposite.

Itachi just didn't think that the joke was funny. Despite his seriousness and absence of flaws, he has had a number of moments just as awkward as this. Heck, he has suffered through even worse ones.

The truth is, he didn't feel any awkwardness from the situation facing him and he knew it was the same for the other party. Although they were technically the only ones involved in the conversation, there were around twenty people watching the two raven-haired boys intently, despite being seated at different locations and being blessed with different views and angles of the young handsome men.

For Kami's sake, his cousin shared an awful joke with him in the waiting area of Konoha's hospital. With lots of girls and boys sitting around their seats watching the poor joker fail to humor his companion.

Shifting from his seat stuck next to his friend's at the front row and knowing fully well about how the eyes of the civilians waiting after them were laid on the fan symbol on the back of his black sweater, Shisui's onyx eyes drew from his partner's own ones to the television from across the chairs.

"Hn. You're lucky to even hear a joke from me."

Countless witty banters and annoyingly hurtful replies lingered inside the mind of Itachi like 'To hear a pathetic attempt? My luck is rather thinning, thank you very much.' Although these phrases were being obnoxious at the back of his brain, they were of zero significance for they were not his "real thoughts" but rather examples of replies from the perspective of an ill-mannered person. In case one would wonder why he had such "thoughts," it was because he was too smart to even wonder how other people would respond to his words.

But being the honest and open-minded being he is, Itachi simply said to him in response, "Ah, the other ones who are listening are lucky to witness you fail as well."

Itachi also had a playful side to him.

After all, he was an Uchiha, too.

A chuckle that sounded like a sigh blew its way out of Shisui's lips, followed by the cracking of his white knuckles as he extended both of his arms forward to stretch. Heavy lids took over his eyes, weighed by the unique length and darkness of his eyelashes. "I don't mind waiting but... it has been two hours already."

Itachi felt his ponytail becoming even looser and he fixed it with just one pull of the strands. He rested his back on the chair, preventing the Uchiha crest to be seen by the people from the back. He turned to him and asked using a neutral tone, "Do you have a mission after this?"

"Nope, I don't. I'm not an ANBU member anymore so I get less missions from now on," he responded while allowing himself to be amused by the advanced medical technologies being presented on the television.

"It should be fine since we're already next," Itachi said and his partner didn't miss the tiniest hint of his behavior that he most likely said such words to himself more than to him.

"Mission?"

"Aa."

"Team captain again? With whom?"

The younger Uchiha smiled at this and proudly said, "Ah, with some Team 7 members."

Shisui's mind instantly projected a hint of pink, which pushed him to produce more thoughts and questions about the subject. As far as he had known, Team 7 was led by Hatake Kakashi, his senpai at the ANBU, and the team consisted of a blonde Jinchuuriki named Naruto , Sai, and then there was his relative, Sasuke.

Naruto was a Jinchuuriki of the nine-tailed demon fox. Truth to be told, Shisui thought that he was an admirable shinobi who lifted himself from his own imperfections. Years ago, people of Konohagakure despised him and treated him as if he was the monster who attacked the village and killed a number of ninjas and innocent people. But everything had changed right now, while technically it was still a rule for people not to talk about the incident and Naruto's background, the fact that people looked up to him as a hero who is able to tame the bijuu sealed inside of him couldn't be erased from the minds of people.

There was also Sai, whom Shisui had met in the ANBU. He was a great shinobi, respectable for his swordsmanship and art skills. Shisui knew that he smiles through a lot of situations forcedly but there were tough ones wherein his smiles were not of sarcasm but they were hiding something painful. There was a time when they were on a mission and the pale artist was left with only one choice for him to do: to kill a traitor. But it was a good thing that he chose not to resort to killing and still managed to accomplish the mission.

Of course, there was his cousin, Uchiha Sasuke. It was no doubt that the second heir was close to his best friend, a bond that not many brothers share. Although at Sasuke's age of seventeen and Itachi's of twenty-two, their bond grew into something unique. The younger brother had always looked up to the older one when they were young and Itachi would just poke him at the forehead but things were different now. And it was a good kind of different, too. Sasuke acknowledged Itachi for being an excellent ninja and he would always train to surpass him and Itachi was there to point out to him the remarkable development of his skills. Their bond was a bond of mutual respect and there was more to it. Around people, it was reasonable for one to say that Sasuke was a true sibling of Itachi. It's not just with the appearance but with their similar natures as well, being stoic and strong-willed. These similarities are what make some people regard of Uchihas as dark human beings, although that was not entirely the case for Shisui himself. Shisui, just like Itachi, was an observant and open-minded person, sensing even the slightest change of behavior of a certain person and he was known for being able to read other people's minds, too. But then again, the main difference was that around certain types of people, Itachi wasn't loud or "annoying" unlike Shisui. Some things just run in the blood while some just don't.

Uzumaki Naruto, Sai, Uchiha Sasuke...

and then there was that kunoichi whose hair was weirdly, oddly, exotically pink.

He knew nothing of her, except the fact that she was a kunoichi of Team 7 and also known to be a disciple of the Godaime Hokage. He didn't even know her name. They had been on a mission once but it was a joint mission wherein his own team and the team she was in were to accomplish two different tasks that are related. But the teams never crossed their paths.

And then it struck him that she was that girl whom he had seen inside the Uchiha compound countless times.

He supposed that it was normal since she was on Sasuke's team but then there was a period around four years ago wherein he would see her young self, all bubbly with the long pink hair, outside Itachi's house... for more than what was healthy and necessary.

Shisui just had a habit of trying to decode the abstract left by the impressions of other people.

There was a one-sided silence (Itachi preferred to ignore Shisui) between the two waiting Uchihas for a load of two minutes before the door standing across the chairs opened to reveal a chocolate brown-haired woman in a nurse outfit, eyeing the two Uchihas... quite differently.

"Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Shisui, come in," she announced, confirming the thoughts of the people sitting at the farthest area of the room who questioned theirselves an hour ago whether the two boys were the famous shinobis.

The two rose from their seats now unoccupied and casually walked toward the door to the clinic, greeted by the oddly pleasant scent of disinfectant.

The nurse led the young adults to a hall with another set of doors that were familiar to the both of them, since the physical examination was an annual obligation for all shinobis. The aging woman walked and walked, bouncing her bottom cheeks quite awfully, although the two men following close from behind her held no interest.

They entered a room with a table and an empty chair, surrounded by organized cabinets of medical supplies. There was enough space in front of the table where the ninjas would stand to be visually examined. At the side of the table was a folded medical stretcher with four legs.

The two Uchihas, being smart and keen on even the littlest of details, concluded in an instant that the brunette nurse would be the one to examine them both and one of them would have to wait for his turn.

"Uchiha Shisui, stand in the middle," the adult nurse commanded while preparing her folder and pen.

Shisui was well aware that it would take about an hour to be examined, especially since they were ninjas. But he was also well aware of the fact that Itachi had a mission after this. Clearly, they can't have him being an hour late for something of importance.

Before the other could speak, he said, "Ano, sensei, my friend here, Itachi needs to be prioritized since he has a mission to attend to afterwards. Is that fine, may I ask?"

The nurse gave him a confused look at first but attempts to explain further were cleared when she replied, "Yes, of course. Uchiha Itachi, please stand in the middle."

Itachi did as told after he gave his cousin a glance in expression of his gratitude.

At the moment, there was nothing for the other Uchiha to do except musing to himself with random thoughts like if the advanced medical technologies he had seen in the television earlier would be used during the checkup.

His thoughts transitioned to a new set roughly when the door opened to reveal a seventeen-year old girl.

With flashing pink hair.

In a very cute nurse outfit.

Shisui's eyes slightly widened at the sight of the girl who had found her way in his thoughts from earlier, the girl whom he knew little of. He eyed her with a neutral expression, studying her features while given the opportunity to see her up close. Pink, soft-looking hair. Two bright emerald eyes. Fair and white skin. And a violet diamond-shaped symbol decorated on her forehead that seemed to complement her features well.

She walked past him, not even sparing a glance, not even a terse one. The brown-haired adult looked up from her folder to the younger nurse with a surprised look on her face. Itachi and Shisui didn't miss the sly look she had given to the pinkette in between the glances on the boys.

And of course, as typical Uchihas, Shisui and Itachi felt and showed no interest toward women who would do anything to lay their hands on their bodies. Rather than being flattered or aroused, that would leave them disgusted. And it didn't help that the one in question right now was a woman who looked like she was twenty years older than them.

And what Shisui didn't miss was how the pink-haired nurse ignored the attempt of the other nurse in encouraging her to swoon over the two men in the room. He took note of every little detail in his mind. She pulled a loose strand away from her face and tucked it beneath her left ear, then she blinked once, and then she licked her lips. To him, it didn't seem like it was an act of agreement to the brunette, but rather, it looked like it was a habit of hers. As well as the habitual resting of her hand on her chest.

"Sakura-san, what brings you here?" the adult nurse questioned her. Hearing her name felt like an achievement for Shisui, not that he held any romantic feelings for the girl. Rather, it just felt like a load was carried off of his shoulders. The first piece was placed correctly on the puzzle board now.

The girl named Sakura laid a short glance on the two men behind her and just like any other nurse, she gave a small smile of acknowledgment. But to the former ANBU, it felt like she was directing her expressions more towards Itachi.

And he was right.

She shared a genuine smile with Itachi for a moment and the Uchiha returned the friendly expressions to her with the same look on his face. "Hello, Itachi-kun."

An odd feeling invaded more of Shisui's personal space and bored into him when Itachi responded to the girl, "It's nice to see you, Sakura."

Were they always this close? The other Uchiha delved into the matter seriously. Sure, the kunoichi was a member of Team 7 and a friend of Sasuke's and Shisui would see her occasionally in the Uchiha compound but his cousin was not that friendly with people, no matter how respectful he acts toward others.

Shisui may be an observant man, but there were some things fate left for him to delve into.

"Really though, what brings you here, Sakura-san?" the older medic spoke, making the kunoichi turn her back on the Uchihas and face her senpai. She licked her lips and allowed her right hand's fingers play with the collar on her chest for a second before responding, "I'm here to assist you. I'm not yet done with my shift but I finished my tasks an hour early."

The brown-haired nurse narrowed her already slit black eyes for a moment, not doing very well in hiding her annoyance. Despite this, Sakura didn't move a cheek, showing her lack of concern toward her senpai's irritation of having to share with her one of the abnormally attractive males she saved for herself. The short exchange of expressions between the medics was followed by the adult nurse's fake smile toward the pinkette, saying, "Ah, of course, Sakura-san. Please take care of Uchiha Shisui." She motioned her hand to the Uchiha standing near the door and Sakura faced him and bit her lip while doing so. Shisui was about to decode for the meaning behind the small act before the younger medic ordered him, "Please follow me."

The two exited the clinic and then entered through the door just next to the room. The room had the same interior and arrangement of furnitures to that of the previous room.

Shisui figured that he was supposed to stand a meter away from the table, the same distance Itachi stood on when he was ordered by the previous medic.

While Sakura was busying her upper half with the challenge of wearing the doctor coat while making herself seem professional, she bit her lip again and spoke to the man in front of her.

"Uchiha Shisui, right?"

Shisui simply nodded.

Sakura straightened her coat before fully facing him. She tilted her head a little to the side and nervously smiled. "Ah, sorry about not introducing myself earlier."

"You were interrupted," he responded in a neutral tone.

"Right, uh, my name is Haruno Sakura. You can call me Sakura, Shisui-san."

The Uchiha frowned at the honorific. Sure, it was more formal but that was the problem. He didn't miss the difference between the way she called his cousins using the kun as an honorific and the way she had just called him now.

But he wasn't about to just let the moment pass. There was something in the situation that forced his mind to control his lips and act Uchiha-less.

"I suppose I can call you whatever I want just like you did with me, Sakura-chan."

And that was it.

The smile on Sakura's face faded. No, her lips still formed a smile, her eyes still closed from smiling, but her eyebrows made the expression different. The pink brows on her face had met between her eyes and something was exploding beneath those eyelids of hers that were covering her eyes.

Sakura opened her eyes and presented him a fake angelic smile that gave off an evil aura around. "Shisui, I don't think it would be necessary to examine you as a newly 'physically disabled shinobi,' ne?"

Shisui played a smirk on his face for her and replied, "Necessary or not, I don't think that would happen, sensei."

Sure, doctors are also referred to as senseis and she was normally called with such an honorific but to hear that from the Uchiha in front of her made it seem like the honorific was italicized if written.

And so she cracked her white knuckles.

"Do as I say," she ordered with authority in her voice.

The black-haired man was amused at the order and playfully raised an eyebrow at her.

In the first thirty minutes, Sakura threw orders at the Uchiha, switching between "barking mode" and "harshly cold mode" and while the Sharingan user obeyed her, it was hard for the kunoichi to make him obey her in an instant, without having him to comment at everything she says or does. The first half of the hour produced results of which the medic took note of regarding his weight, height, BMI, and the likes. It was still the first half yet the pinkette already had regrets of being the helpful and courteous little lady she was towards the brunette medic.

And at that moment, Shisui discovered a new piece to continue the puzzle.

"Shisui, please take your top off," the pinkette managed to say while wearing a poker face on. Sakura knew that the sentence that had just left her mouth would steer the conversation into a different route and as much as she didn't want things like that to happen, she was still a medical ninja and being the prized apprentice of the legendary sannin, she can't just allow such a simple sentence make people question her professionalism.

"Hiding your expressions well now, are we?" Shisui challenged her, able to read her mind. A second later, the kunoichi's Inner Sakura was dangerously sending blows to the air while screaming "SHANNARO!" for countless times.

The pink-haired girl closed her eyes and heaved a sigh. Screw her damn morals. She wished she had just taken off and rested at her home while eating sweets.

"Take your top off, Shisui."

A sly grin spread across his face.

"Not until you ask me nicely, Sakura-chan."

"Shannaro! Kono baka!" Sakura inwardly screamed. What the hell did she do to deserve this kind of treatment? She couldn't remember any sin that she had committed that could possibly push the Uchiha to torment her with such an... obnoxious personality. He was the first to be rude to her! First impressions were very important to her, to just about anybody. She hated to think that there was something more to him even if she was sure there was a hell lot. Why can't he just be like her bastard of a teammate? Quiet, quite mysterious with the infamous "hn" responses.

Sakura was itching to create a fist-sized hole on his stomach right now.

Mentally rolling her eyes, she dramatically exclaimed in the most "genin days" way she could pull off, "Ne, can you take off your top for me, please, Shisui-kun?"

The Uchiha grinned at her annoyingly. "Since you insist." Then he pulled off his black sweater so easily, revealing a bare white upper half which was pictured of a perky chest, broad shoulders, and a toned abdomen.

Naruto was a good shinobi, excellent in performing a various range of jutsus, even if it meant taking advantage of the hormonal issues every boy and girl deal with. It was easy for him to cause Sakura's nose to bleed with his Boy on Boy Technique and his latest one, the Reverse Harem Technique.

Imagine Sakura's expression being replaced with the face she always makes when Naruto and his subordinate, Konohamaru, perform those inappropriate jutsus.

However, Sakura was also good at hiding things whenever she wanted to.

She masked her "indecent" expression well, choosing to wear an impassive one in order to challenge the mind-reading Uchiha. She knew he could easily read her mind but that was because she was being too open about it. Heck, she could even fake even faker smiles compared to Sai's ability.

"Thank you for that. It's unfortunate on my part to be able to witness you in that... form but ah, duties are important to me, after all," she spoke with a lifted chin while her eyes laid on the folder's contents, not daring to lay unnecessary glances at the Uchiha's bare form.

A "tch" was heard from across the room.

That was when Sakura looked up from her folder.

"Yeah, it must be unfortunate for you to waste such an opportunity," the dark-haired ANBU leader spoke, slyly grinning at her feet behind the table.

Sakura slammed the folder on the brown table and tightly clenched her fists, exclaiming, "Can't you just shut the hell up like the other Uchihas?!"

Wide emerald eyes blazed intensely, the glowing flames in each orb heightening and directing the sparks to his two onyx orbs complemented by the dark and long eyelashes surrounding his eyes, watching her like she was some kind of fun and challenging picture puzzle.

"That's the thing, I'm not 'other Uchihas'."

Sakura neared the half-naked man, every step a stomp, every glance a glare, and every breath a huff.

Truth to be told, Shisui didn't know just what plan she had in mind. After all, she didn't respond to his annoyingly witty remark. Every second it took for her to walk towards him with a hell-like aura radiating around her body made him feel some kind of... excitement.

And oh boy, how the Uchiha just stood there, knowing not a single thing to do.

Sakura was right in front of the black-haired shinobi, her left elbow resting on the man's right shoulder to pin him on where he stood and her right hand ready to powerfully flick his forehead that wasn't even protected by a hitae-ate.

And what the boy couldn't take was how her face was just an inch away from his, her jade eyes blazing right into his pitch ones.

Shisui could feel the warmth of her breath wrapping around his neck and quite frankly, he didn't know what to feel about it but what he knew was that he wasn't complaining about their positions. While he could simply escape with his Body Flicker Technique, he held nothing against their current situation either.

The girl she was trying to solve from afar was now so close to his eyes.

"One flick on your forehead can send you flying through the hospital walls, do you want that?" her deeply set voice brushed against his chin.

Before he could even respond, Sakura pressed her thumb against his forehead using the hand that she was supposed to use to flick it. A green chakra radiated from her thumb and entered his brain, passing through all the passages in his chakra system. A cool yet pleasant feeling surged through his whole body and Shisui attempted to take advantage of the situation before him to scan her face's features up close and unlock the fiery mystery beneath her green eyes, that were looking down, in scrutiny. It stayed like that for five whole minutes until she removed contact from his face.

Sakura walked away from him and lifted the folder from the table to write off some things. Shisui stared at her as she undressed the outermost layer of her clothes, the doctor's coat, to reveal her cream colored nurse outfit.

"You're dismissed," she said, expecting the Uchiha to put back his top and exit the room. And he did. But he wasn't determined to leave yet, he was both impressed and dissatisfied at how she was so good and quick with her work. Kami, she finished twenty-five minutes early.

Shisui inhaled before readying himself.

"May I accompany you, sensei?"