You'll Always Have a Spell on Me

Disclaimer: and I own neither Naruto or this title.The title is from Rihanna and Ne-Yo's duet "Hate That I Love You".

This is my first story so please give me advice for the future.

Before the Uchiha Massacre, before Akatski, even before Anbu, Itachi had a team. On that team was a special girl, Hana Inuzuka. To everyone they were merely teammates, but to each other, they were much more.

Hana's Point of View

I was out late walking my dogs, like I always do. I prefer to think at night. My younger brother, Kiba, and Akamaru were fresh out the hospital and more hyper than ever. I know it's my fault; I should have stopped Itachi, even though I didn't know exactly when he was going to murder his clan. We were thirteen, and he told me almost everything, including his plan. He told me everything he knew about his new sharingan, from how he got it to what it's going to do to him.

He came to me right after he accidentally killed his best friend, our third teammate. He even held me when I cried, but I forgave him. He said he didn't deserve it, and I told him he always deserves another chance; he's worth a million chances. He kissed me then, for the first time. That's when I knew I loved him. Three weeks later he told me about the Mangekyo Sharingan. He never told me about the Akatski, but I wish he did.

The dogs are lagging now; I can tell we are miles away from the village. With nothing but the forest around me, I send my wolf-like dogs back home. Both of them hesitated. I bent down and rubbed them before I yelled at them. With a final glance they left. I walked up a tree and sat on a huge branch. I knew exactly why they hesitated. I knew that chakra anywhere; after all the years that pasted, he's still the same.

"You're brother left the village," I began as he landed in front of me, only his red eyes and clouds on his cloak were visible in the dim moonlight.

"My brother almost died trying to get him back. If he didn't live it would have been me hunting you down." I said with a smile.

"Is that so," My first love asked in a bored tone as he began undoing his cloak, so his creamy skin was visible. "He is even more foolish than I thought."

"You were the one who told him to live a life of hatred and revenge," I said getting up and leaning on the tree. "Why?"

He said nothing at first and stared at me; I know he's going to answer.

"Because," He started, I knew he was going to answer, "It is necessary for me to survive."

That wasn't the answer I wanted, but I was distracted by his face. He looked every bit the dangerous man he is, and that's what I loved about him. I took a deep breath to calm myself.

"So why are you here?"

"I do not know."

He's telling the truth, he never lies to me. I have a feeling he's leaving something out; that's something he does do. I take my hair out of the ribbon to play with it. There's something about him that makes me nervous. I know I still have feelings for him, but I absolutely cannot act upon them. He has been looking at me the whole time with a strange look in his eyes. We stood gazing at each other in silence until he broke it.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. I heard him, but I didn't believe it. He rarely apologizes.

"For everything," as soon as I heard those words, I wanted to jump him. His cloak opens up around him as he glides towards me. Before I register it, I can feel his arms around me, his mouth on my neck. He gives my neck a single kiss before we lock eyes. I shook his arms off of me…and he looked down at my feet.

I don't know why I did it, but something didn't feel right. Logical thinking takes over my instinct.

"Who the hell do you think you are," I seethe. "You say four words to me and think everything's okay?"

He doesn't look at my face, only my feet. "I am Itachi Uchiha; the boyfriend you claimed was worth a million chances."

His face met mine once again, and I recognize the emotion within his eyes: Regret. He really is sorry. This new realization causes me to look away once again. He walks to me again but only caresses my loose hair. His hand brings my head to his and I can see he's still in love with me.

"Itachi I-" the sentence doesn't get finished because now his lips are on mine. I open my mouth in surrender to him. It's been forever since we kissed. My body molds against his as the kiss deepens even more. He only stops for a second before I am pressed against the tree.

When his hand snaked under my shirt, I froze. I knew he noticed because he immediately took his hand out and looked me in the eyes.

"What's wrong?" It was more like a statement, but his eyes showed all the emotion his voice didn't.

"I-I can't do this," damn it, now he has me stuttering. "I'm dating someone."

The hurt look in his eyes tore into my heart; I couldn't tell him who it was, Iruka would be dead by morning, so I brought my hand to his face. My hand instantly stung.

He hit me. I finally knew why other ninja feared him; the coldness of his glare made me shiver. I froze in shock while he continued to glare at me, and we stayed like that for nearly twenty minutes.

Disappointment flickered in his eyes for a nanosecond before he turned around and disappeared to who knows where. I sank down onto the tree; I disappointed him. Angry Itachi I can take; hell, I can take a Sadistic Itachi too, but I really disappointed him, my first kiss, and first love.

I stretched out over the branch, and I cried. I seriously fucked up. He risked his freedom by coming here to apologize, and I broke his heart. If I stopped him five years ago, we would still be together. No hurt. No Disappointment. Just love. I stood up with a plan. I have to get out of the village, and I will travel the world to find Itachi again. I have to. Iruka's heart may break, but I choose Itachi over him. And I always will, I know that; that's what he does to me. I sprinted back to the village.

This is my only chance to make it like it was.