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It was a mistake.
A mistake, Sakura thought furiously, as she pulled her clothes on and laced her boots as fast as she could, that was going to ruin her life.
She drifted away from the bed softly, wincing when she stepped on a creaky floorboard.
God, she prayed, if I have ever deserved anything in my life, please let him have been too drunk to remember this.
Not looking back at the lithe, muscled form that lay sprawled across the sheets, utterly naked, she slipped past the door, closing it gently before tiptoeing down the stairs at a speed unknown to man.
Itachi smirked at her from the kitchen, waving a skewer of dango.
"You kids have fun last night?" He asked politely—too politely—the bastard. His dark eyes twinkled with mirth and Sakura flushed furiously.
"Shut up Itachi!" She hissed, petting down the stuck up hair and wiping away the smeared lipstick from her neck. "If he wakes—I was never here."
Itachi merely hummed absently before tucking into another dango, wiping his mouth meticulously as always.
Sakura pulled down the hem of her pretty red dress before getting the hell out of the Uchiha district.
Sasuke—if he remembered any of it—was going to be pissed as hell when he woke up alone.
Still, as she zoomed out of there—ignoring a shit-eating Shisui and smirking Fugaku—she was damn glad that for once, she had gotten up earlier than him.
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