Forehead Fetish
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto or any of it's character's. I'm just borrowing them for my own selfish reasons and for the good people of Fanfiction!
P.S. This story is inspired by a cute picture made by ITASAKU shippers! I sawz it when trolling the interwebz. Where Itachi repeatedly pokes Sakura in the forehead until she runs away in. X3
Enjoi. 3
Summary: Uchiha Itachi has a secret. Foreheads. He loves them. There is nothing he loves more than poking an unsuspecting person's forehead.
Who's better to poke than Haruno Sakura? Someone known as "Forehead Girl"
Will Sakura enjoy his torment... or do some tormenting of her own? ;)
Future Lemons. Main: ItaSaku; Some SasuSaku NejiSaku Non-Mass.
Chapter One:
Itachi wasn't an affectionate person. He only showed his "loving" side towards his mother, his silly otouto Sasuke, and sometimes his best friend shisui (when his cousin wasn't being a monumental pain in the ass chasing anything in a skirt.) Itachi had feelings, obliviously, but he kept it closed under wraps. He had been named a anbu genius at the mere age of 13 for a reason. The last thing he needed was to look soft to the the public of Konoha. He had a reputation to uphold as a intimidating Anbu captain and Clan heir.
After he had been away from home for the last 6 years working undercover as a part of Akatsuki to deter them from ascertaining Naruto's jinkuri, it had hardened him as a ninja. Unfortunately he had done unforgivable things just to keep undercover, he was forced to lock up whatever genuine emotions he had. He didn't think he would ever be the same as he was when he was younger, but that was something he knew was inevitable and learned to forgive himself for his demons. The village had accepted him with open arms after the hokage, Tsunade, had coerced him back home and made an official statement that Itachi was no longer to be known as an exiled shinobi since he was under the orders of the Previous Hokage and Council. He had a second chance at normalcy.
"There's really no point to wastes such a hannnndshome shinooobee undercover when yous should be working here for anbu misssssiooons. *HIC*" Tsunade stated drunkenly in her office whilst Shizune wrestled another full bottle of sake out of the hokage's hands.
Embarrassed by Tsunade's lack of professionalism, Shizune blushed while bowing deeply to the tall alluringly broody Uchiha. She hoped he wouldn't notice the hokage's bra the landed haphazardly on the floor lamp after Tsunade striped it off earlier, claiming it was too tight and hot to be worn of such a fucking awesome day.
"I...I apologise Uchiha-san. Jiraiya-sama coaxed her into a drinking contest earlier and she won, so she's victory drinking?..hahaa….uh?" Shizune nervously apologised and fidgeted under the Uchiha unamused gaze.
"DAMN RIGHT I WON! THE BASTARD THINKED HE COULD BEATS ME! HO HO HO!"
The busty blonde covered her mouth with the back of her hand laughing maniacally.
"... Perhaps I should come at a more convenient time then, Tsunade-sama." He stated blankly while bowing and turning to leave the crazy drunk to her own devices.
"Ah! Uchiha-san wait! I know that you've been reporting on the whereabouts of various Akatsuki members. Tsunade-sama had wanted me to inform you to update your mission report and add anything you deem necessary to include." The brown haired medic hurriedly exclaimed then reached into an overflowing filing cabinet behind her and pulled his large mission folder out. She passed it to him with a sigh.
How she managed to accomplish such a feat in an office littered in paperwork and sake bottles was beyond him.
"Thank you, Shizune-san. Is there anything else?"
"Oh…." She thought for a moment. " Yes! I almost forgot. You haven't had a formal health check-up in over 6 years! You will need to go to the hospital and I am sure Sakura-chan will be able to pencil you in today."
"That is Haruno-San, my brother's teammate?"
He was intrigued. Of course he had known that the Pinkette was a force to be reckoned with ever since she defeated that sickening puppet master, Sasori, with the aid of Chiyo-sama. Yet he still hardly knew much about her other than her being a precious student of Tsunade, one of the three Sannins (which truly was a feat in itself). She had come far from the pitifully weak girl clinging to his foolish younger brother. He was surprised to find that others would praise Sakura to him rather than Sasuke, her own teammate. It was odd.
Though he had received covert letters about the day to day happenings in Konoha from Sasuke, his younger brother would barely speak about his female teammate. There was only one instance recently where Sasuke sent him a cryptic letter stating that the world was truly ironic, the day when he finally realized he loved someone that claimed would love him forever was the day she said she'd rather eat dirt than love him. Then he went on about stupid, annoying, stubborn, pink haired demons. Itachi could only assume he meant Sakura. There weren't many pink haired women in Sasu-chan's acquaintance. Internally, the older Uchiha brother chuckled. He knew things had just started to get interesting.
"YESSH MY Saku-chan haz becomes the Head medic. SHE IZ MY AMAAAAZING daughter and student! Shizune go bring me my Saku-chan! *HIC* She will drink with me!" Tsunade slammed her bottle down with more Gusto than intended to emphasize the weight of her command.
"*Sweatdrop* Tsunade-sama! Sakura-chan can't come now she has an appointment with Uchiha-san." Shizune turned away from the pouting hokage to the said Uchiha. "You can head to the hospital now, Uchiha-san. Sakura-chan will be able to see you and I have already informed the nurses of your arrival."
"Thank you again, Shizune-san. It's always a pleasure, Tsunade-sama." With a graceful bow and smooth turn towards the door, Itachi snaked out of the office as quickly as possible with his mission folder in tow.
Behind the door he heard the hokage catcalling, "Dayum! Shizune that man knows how to make a exit. *HIC* Did you see hez long, glittery black ponytail bounce off that delicious juicy ass?!"
"TSUNADE-SAMA! Stop!"
Itachi shook his head in amusement. He couldn't help but wonder if Sakura had picked up any of her Mentor's bad habits. If she did he had a feeling that he would need an excuse to get away from her during his physical. Women uncouth like the Hokage-sama gave him anxiety almost as if he could feel her unashamedly raping him with her eyes. He could always say that he needed to return to the Uchiha Complex to greet his family, but the chances of someone informing Sakura or worse the bigmouth Naruto that he had first thing this morning was highly likely.
That morning his mother gave him a vice-like hug and forbade him to never go on such a ridiculously long mission again, while his father gruffed out a praise for being a noble uchiha clan heir and to be ready for the clan meeting the next day. Mikoto cutely huffed out her annoyance at her husband's cold demeanor and fussed at Itachi to eat more because he was so thin. Itachi hadn't realized how much he had missed them. Sure his father wouldn't change from being the stoic character he was, but the novelty of being home had him caring for things he usually wouldn't. He wondered where his foolish younger went off to, he missed that brat also.
He mused about that morning's homecoming while he strolled through the village towards the hospital. The sun was setting in Konoha. Itachi glanced at the lovely streaks of vibrant colors that painted the sky just before the sun settled on the horizon. As he walked past the playground, Itachi watched the free-spirited giggling children enjoy chasing eachother around swings and slides. He heard the haggling of shoppers over fresh produce at the market as he passed by. The scent of dango filled his nostrils and almost led him astray if it weren't for his iron will. He would save it for his trip home after the hospital. Though he enjoyed the luxury of walking in the streets of konoha again, he could still feel the wary glances of its citizens as well as the lustful ones. It looked like he would still be cursed with a fan club. Pity that.
Finally, he reached the hospital. He knew he had stalled, but he truly didn't enjoy the aspect of someone other than his loved ones touching his person (even then he would cringe.)
Stepping towards the gossiping nurses at the front desk, he coughed to get their attention. Both nurses bolted upright and briefly looked ashamed to be caught off guard.
"I have an appointment with Haruno-san." He bluntly stated.
"Oh Hello, Uchiha-sama! Oh my kami, I can't believe we get to see you in person!" Nurse 1 squealed while pushing out her chest. Her eyes lingering on his broad muscular chest that could be seen through his open Anbu vest.
"It is such an honor to meet you, Uchiha sama." Nurse 2 said demurely while fluttering her lashes and clenching her thighs in instant arousal. His mere presence was dominating.
"Inform Haruno-san of my arrival. I will wait over there. Thank you." With that said, Itachi turned on his heel and sauntered over to the waiting chairs facing away from the gaping nurses. (Like a Boss.)
As he waited, he could hear the nurses whispering most likely about him and rushed out of their station to try to find Haruno no doubt.
A short shout of anguish alerted him of the commotion behind him, but before he could turn around the shriek of his name caught him off guard.
"ARGH! Uchiha! Why do you insist on waiting for me!? Go Fucking home, idiot!"
The attractive feminine voice had an authoritative tone, one that he couldn't refuse. Idiot?!
Startled by the command as well as confused for the first time in his life.
"I'm Sor...ry?" Itachi whipped around with an apology that died on his lips.
In front of him was one of the most breathtaking creatures he had ever seen.
Dr. Haruno Sakura in all her glory.
Eyes, a striking forest green, seductive in their heated glare.
Her luscious waist length hair whipped around her in her fury, but still managed to look as delicate and soft as pink rose petals in spring. Her delectable heaving breasts, pushed up by her toned arms crossed in front of her, were free from the confines of her white lab coat with a stethoscope nestled in between her tantalizing cleavage. She bared her brilliant white teeth at the man in front of her and her entire being was one of a hell-cat not to be messed with... but what made Itachi's breath hitch was the diamond that rested in the middle of the pinkett's cute forehead.
He. Uchiha Itachi. Anbu Captain. Former member of Akatsuki. Uchiha Clan Heir.
Never in his life did he think something was so cute.
Analytical to a fault, Itachi tried to reason with himself that sasuke was cute when he was younger, hence the brotherly forehead poke of affection was born...but never had Itachi in all his 25 years of life want to poke a girl on the forehead out of romantic interest. For all he knew he was asexual to a fault! Now not only did he want to poke that adorable slightly big forehead, but he wanted to "poke" sakura with something else instead.
When did he become such a pervert!?
His pants tightened uncomfortably.
That forehead tho…..
Although the chibi version of himself inside Itachi's head was clearly having a mental break down, to anyone on the outside they would assume he was born with a poker face. As if the spectacle in front of him was an everyday occurrence and there weren't nurse flailing around in the background trying to calm sakura down. The last thing they needed was to renovate hospital AGAIN due to another one of Sakura's infamous temper tantrums.
"Sakura why are you being so damn annoying? I WILL wait here until you're done. Tch, like I would let be alone in the dark. I'm walking you home that's FINAL." The unknown man that was on the receiving end of Sakura's ire was none other than Sasuke.
Sasuke's voice jolted Itachi out of his revoir. Itachi's feet unconsciously led him to Sasuke's side.
Sasuke turned to the man that was rudely interrupting his "conversation"
(um Sasuke that's what you call a fight -_-' ) and was about to give him a piece of his mind... when he was stopped by a painful poke on the forehead.
"A...ANIKI!?" Sasuke gasped.
"Tsk… I leave for 6 years and you treat such a beautiful woman so distastefully. What should I tell mother...hmm?" Itachi chided his foolish younger brother while pulling at his cheeks.
"Aniki...ah I'm sorry, I didn't get to see you come home today, how was your trip?" Embarrassed Sasuke nervously ran his fingers through his spiky shoulder length hair and secretly rubbed the spot Itachi poked. It really hurt, damn it. He pouted.
"Of course you didn't see me." Itachi started nonchalantly in his deep baritone, "you were busy harassing, Haruno-san."
It was then that Sasuke turned a color that rivaled the hue of his favorite food: Tomatoes.
Count Itachi to put a spoiled brat in his place.
He secretly enjoyed teasing his younger brother. Itachi hummed in delight.
"I believe I'm not the one you should be apologising too, Sasu-chan." Itachi cooly added.
"...Hn. I'm sorry, Sakura."
Sakura still speechless after being stunned by the sudden appearance of Sasuke's older brother, nodded her head in forgiveness towards Sasuke. Her head was still trying to compute how this sexy knight in shining armor was capable of complimenting her, saving her, putting stupid Sasuke in his place, and arousing her in less than a minute. Confused by what just happened she didn't know whether to remain angry or…...she didn't know how to react!
Itachi sauntered just close enough for Sakura to sniff he's heady masculine scent and he grasped her soft hand while he raised it to his sinful lips.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Dr. Haruno. I'm here for my physical."
AN: I know there isn't any Sakura poking yet... but stay tuned!
3 you Minna-san *bows*
