Sweater Weather

Hello, my name is Emily, but call me Eee like my user name suggests. This is my first time posting a fanfiction, but not my first time writing one. This is an Alternate Universe, and the main pairing is Itachi/Sakura; yes I realize that he is dead in the Anime and Manga. This story takes place in Vermont, in the U.S. Google it.

Summary: Within the folds of two of the coldest of seasons; Itachi Uchiha meets young University student Sakura Haruno, going to college in Vermont for Game Design at Champlain College. Itachi himself is studying Law there. Graduating from high school early; Sakura and Itachi meet on the campus one day. As the Red Thread pulls them closer and closer together

Pairing: Itachi/Sakura

Rating:T-for mature audinces

Waring: Sexual themes, cutting, abuse, character death, rape

Sunday, September 1st

It was bad today, he brought out the crop and it hurt. It hurt so, so much. Now I'm taking a break from packing to write this. Sasuke came over and he saw me on the floor. In my unconscious state I dreamed of the day he left the world. When I woke up, Sasuke was playing on my computer and I was cleaned and my wounds were wrapped. I'm glad I'm leaving for college on the third. It may not be far away, but it's far enough.

"S-sasuke?" The pinkette asked, her long waves falling onto her bed as she slowly sat up, he new wounds stretching painfully. "Wha- when did you get here?" Said boy was playing on the old computer watching some YouTube video.

"A few hours ago. I know you're turning eighteen soon, but Sakura you have to get out of here." Sasuke said, running his pale hand through his onyx, almost blue hair. "And I mean sooner then the third. Can't you go any earlier?" He focused his sharp gaze on his young friend. She was a year younger than him, while she was turning eighteen, he already was. She was beautiful for her age, and scarily intelligent. For such a lively person, one would never think she was abused everyday of her life, and terrified of men.

"I-I think so, but Sasuke...I don't have enough space to get what I need there. My car is too small. And-and..." She was just making excuses for herself now, and to be completely honest Sasuke was terrified for his friend-almost sister. She was going to a college full of men, and he was afraid she would be taken advantage of. She was not naïve in any sense of the word, but if one should come to close he knew she would go into a panic attack. Something was off about her today though.

"What happened Sakura?" Sasuke asked coming closer to sit on her bed, the springs squealing under the new weight. "Don't lie to me Sakura, what did he do this time?"

"He-he..." She trailed off. It felt as if her throat was closing, black spots appeared in her vision. In a second Sasuke's scent of winter, and spicy cooking surrounded her. The black spots faded and her throat opened. "He did it again. He raped me Sasuke. I did it again. I cut. I'm so, so sorry! I tried to stop! I swear! I just, I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to feel something other than-. I had to purify myself! The showers they-I-agh!" She screamed into his should having a mental breakdown. Sasuke's musically inclined fingers ran up and down her spin calming her, while one hand and arm kept her in place on his lap.

"That's it," Sasuke said with conviction. "You're getting out of here, today."

Did you guys like it? I know it's short, but it will be longer. The first one had to be short to keep you guys wanting more. If I get ten reviews, five favorites and five follows I'll post the new chapter. Thanks for reading this, if you have any questions or suggestions don't hesitate to ask!

-Eee