**Naruto and all things related to the material is owned by Kishimoto** If you like it leave a comment! It's my first one. I have a big ol plot in mind but am going to take my sweet time until I decide whether I like my ending or not.

Wonder if she remembers that night? She just takes one look at me and suddenly I can't remember if I took the trash out, or where her blue coin purse is, the one with the pink flower and 3 little pearls sewn on it.

I can't even remember where she said she was going just a minute ago, but I remember that night.

I run my index finger across my "laugh lines" as she calls it. It's been 3 years since. I can still see my life's past so clearly through my red and tired eyes.

Effectively dispersing some of the sweat pouring off of me I shake my hair, take a breath of relief and focus once more. Trying not to let thoughts of her occupy my entire training time today. It's hot today, you can feel the moisture in the air, heavy, humid, hard to run in. I can sense two frogs 17 feet away, jumping about. All the energy coming from the village, is hustling, bustling and loud. To my left, a waterfall splashes about and whispers of all the disruptions that had brought it to this place.

To my right, four approaching ANBU members, one very familiar jonin and a troublesome feeling that they weren't exploring the forest looking for a new pet rock.

A flash of platinum blond flashes through my memory, and echoes of ugly green sake cups clinking together echo through me and a smile starts creeping out of the corner of my lips.

"TAAACHIIII KUNNNNN" something obnoxious screams through the bushes. I grimace and return back to reality, "Still wondering who's bright idea it was to let you into ANBU, Sakura-chan." A pink haired slender lady, in all black with a cute pink and white anbu mask zoomed up to me,then behind me, then above me. I slipped behind a tree and let her punch the ground as hard as she could.

Secretly I used to truly adore her, I suppose I'd still fuck her. She has nice legs and good lips. The love she has for my younger brother has always been admirable and unconditional. He's a complete piece of shit, as most child prodigies are. Just thankful someone besides mom and I love him. Sakura annoys me now. She's grown too attached. Perhaps I shouldn't play with her so much.

"Tachi-kun, guess where we're sending youuu! Better yet guess WHO we're sending youu!"

She shook vibrations out of her wrist as she yelled in her usual high pitched voice. "I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're sending me to the desert to help guard the wall with.. yamato?" I actually have no idea, but that's the best I could come up with after overhearing the current events through the echoes of the city when I was training.

She sneered, tapping her foot and resting her hands on her waist.

"You sure aren't any fun when it comes to guessing Tachi, you don't have to be so serious all the time yanno!"

I jumped down to sit on a rock protruding 6 feet off the ground from Sakura's obnoxious box style punch. Poor grounds crew… always having to clean up after all our ridiculous Jutsus.

"But you forgot to mention that your favorite kunoichi is coming with you and yammy tomorrow!"

My idle thoughts froze, in the back of my mind I heard two green sake glasses clinking together. Her laugh.

Without pause I looked at Sakura with the blankest face I could muster, and in the blandest tone possible I chocked out "That's nice"..

She gave me this perplexed look as if she wanted to ask me what that was even supposed to mean but she damn well knows I wouldn't have an answer for her. I need a drink, I flash to a gorgeous lily near the pond and flash back to Sakura, I gently place it in her ear and whisper that my training is over for the day, and then I head home. The smell of her Cherry perfume, or maybe its her shampoo or something. It intoxicates me,would definitely still fuck her.

I double check the corner in front of my house and hear her voice.

"Itachi.."

I remember the sizzling of BBQ meat being taken off a grill and her hand sliding up my inner thigh, the warmth taking me to a place much sexier then YakiToriGoLucky. Her Ponytail brushing past my arm while she reaches across me for more meat.. She smelled like flowers, she always smells like sunflowers, mixed with other flora. The thought of the way her neck smelled when she leaned my way made me dizzy.

I get out of the shower and am rock hard. That's a bit awkward. Sasuke looks at me, looks down, and then returns his gaze to the mirror and finishes brushing his teeth. Once he spits, he smirks at me "You should really go see her soon". I burst out laughing. Same to you bro, I mean really I'm not the one that should be giving the love of your life a flower at the training grounds. I say nothing back to him.

As I hop out my window and start heading to YakiGoGo for happy hour, I hear it again

'Itachi"