Right. I got bored so I came up with this. As this is a Two-Shot, I hope to post the next chapter of this by tomorrow as well as the next chapter of WTFN.
So enjoy this this one, folks!
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Sad story, 'cher.
A bags of fruits, assorted teas and rice, his mother had asked him to buy, were in his arms. It was heavy but he wasn't called Uchiha Itachi for nothing. He had stomached blows from some of the greatest criminals while on duty, cared for his baby brother, alone, for weeks before, and lived with the fact that he had let his only love run to the arms of another.
Yet, he was still here...
Crossing over towards the junction that lead to the Uchiha Manor, he passed through the Village's market.
"Itachi?" A feminine voice broke his train of thought, turning around to the voice he knew too well, not an inch of shock on his expression but she knew him well enough, he was close to stumbling at the sight. The way his fingers dug into the paper bag and the way his eyes glinted with an fire, consumingly painful yet gloriously ardent.
He nodded in distant acknowledgement, "Sakura,"
She smiled brightly, touching his arm casually, "Oh, god, it's been so long! How are you?"
He nodded his head once again, a quirk of his lips as he gazed upon the pink hair he used to caress between his fingertips, "Four years, three months and 5 days, to be exact, and I'm fine. Yourself?"
"It's so like you to keep track of such things!" She giggled, then continued to answer his query, "Oh, I-"
Another voice stabbed though their platonic chat, a deep voice, "Sakura, I got the-" Itachi turned stiffly, he recognized it, it was none other than...
"Hey, Kakash', look who I met," Sakura nudged the man next to her, that was her...
"Hatake-sempai," Itachi nodded subtly, shifting his weight in subliminal portrayal that the huge bags were proving a little bit too heavy a task for him to handle at the moment. Staring through stormy grey eyes, he watched as the pinkette's arm linked into the taller man's, looking up with brilliant green eyes and he smiled down at her.
Exactly how they used to be...
"Itachi-san, it's been a while. You weren't in on Monday, I heard you've were relocated to the Uchiha Police Station last week?"
"I was,"
"I see, well good for you! Work hard!"
"Yes, same with you..."
"Ita-kun...?" He flicked his cloudy gaze to her and it took years of training, emotional suppression and sheer will-power to to flinch at the nickname that he remembered all too well, but he simply nodded at her, and she continued, "Is your number the same?"
"Yes, it is."
"Alright, keep in touch yeah?"
"Of course..." And he bowed slightly towards the couple, leaving in an almost hurried manner.
"God, he's so damn sexy," She whined, her head dropping back in the memory of his stormy eyes gazing into her. Sakura wouldn't doubt the fact that Uchiha's could read peoples minds with eyes like that. A few steps behind, arranging the shoes carefully, Kakashi rose a brow, "I sense a subliminal message behind this,"
She swallowed and nodded, her emerald eyes glinting with something he saw every night under the sheets, but this time it wasn't directed at him, and she didn't need to say much for him to already figure out the latest development in their relationship.
Well, it was a good thing he was a secure man.
She sighed, plopping down onto the red couch in the living room of their shared apartment, "Alright, you caught me. Honestly, I would fuck his brains out given the opportunity,"
"You would?"
"A-A-Aren't you angry?"
"No," Kakashi paired his word with a gentle shake of his head, "I know it's just a physical thing and I think you should get something started with him. For his sake too, the poor chap looks like he just might thrust a kunai into his heart the next time he meets you,"
"I know. Itachi, he's always been the type to suffer in silence," Her lips curled into a smirk, "Wow, I'm pretty hyped about this.."
The sides of his mouth twitched up at the sight of his fiancée all bubbly about another man. Now and then, he'd feel guilty for stealing the youth of this gorgeous, 21-year-old woman, being the 35-year-old fart he was. She deserved much more, he believed, and was never able to totally express the love and appreciation he felt for her by choosing to spend her life with a man 14 years her senior. Then again, he was also a serious closet pervert and he knew Sakura was as well, mostly from his careful 'teachings' and insatiable cravings for a certain pink-haired kunoichi. This little attraction to the stoic Uchiha made his mind swirl with lots of dirty, little tricks and almost all involved his darling to-be.
"Bring your handphone here, Sakura," Kakashi ordered, sliding into the seat opposite her, dark eyes pointing to their bedroom. Realizing just what her love was planning, she let out a hardly suppressed whoop of joy as she bounced over to the master bedroom.
"Tadaima..." The ravenette murmured, keeping his hold on the bags of groceries, he stepped into the house, sliding his shoes of. Even such a simple, menial act was turned into pure elegance when Uchiha Itachi did it. However, though his outer composure was kept with perfect control, he had never felt more off-balance in his life.
"Okaeri," His mother's warm voice rang from where he knew was the kitchen. Padding over, he entered the wonderfully-scented kitchen. Usually, he would compliment his mother on how amazing the food looked and ask when was dinner but not today. Today, he simply stared at his mother blankly before setting the things on the countertop, glad to be rid of the physical weight even if it did nothing to help the internal heaviness.
"I'll leave the groceries here," He informed before turning towards the entrance of the kitchen.
"Itachi," She called casually.
He looked over his shoulder, "Yes, mother,"
"Did something happen?"
The corners of his mouth twitched upwards, how expected of the woman who bore him. "Nothing of major importance,"
"So, something did happen," Mikoto confirmed.
He nodded mutely and started the arduous journey back to his room, shoulders heaving at his deep sigh.
The reason as to why he let her go, he tried to recall, was because he wanted her happiness above all things and he knew, as unhappy he was, that she had that. Memories flooded his system -
The first time she tended to his wounds in the local hospital.
The first time they were assigned on the same team.
The first time they met with no motives except that she was a woman and he a man.
And the first time he fell in love.
Well, obviously, it was just a one-sided affair, he mused with bitterness. But it was worth it.
It was worth it because it was her. He knew that he'd rather repeat the times with her, though knowing that pain would come, than live a hundred years without her.
Itachi lowered himself to his bed on the floor, preparing to sleep this all off till dinner. But a little vibration in his pants didn't seem to permit that. Pulling out his phone, he scanned the screen.
1 new message
Exhaling sharply, he opened it and grit his teeth at the sight of the sender.
From: Haruno Sakura
Hey, babe. Just wanted you to know that I miss you A LOT
Thinking for a short moment, he flashed his thumbs over the keypad and in less than a minute he had replied her. Unknowing, as to why he did.
From: Itachi Uchiha
I'm not so sure as to how to reply to that, Sakura.
From: Haruno Sakura
You don't have to. I just wanted you to know. :x
What is this woman trying to do? He sighed. From his three years with her as a partner, he was able to deduce whether she was lying, cheating, exaggerating or whatever. But after nearly five years, he sort of lost his touch with the Pinkette's emotional status. Now, she was engaged to her ex-teacher and living her own life. He had to play it safe...
From: Uchiha Itachi
I see.
She shook her head in disappointment, "He's playing it safe, the son of a gun,"
"You guys did it before, right?" He questioned loosely.
She nodded bashfully, "...Like every night,"
They stayed silent for a moment before Kakashi smirked.
"I have an idea as to how to get him out of that," He declared and snatched the phone from her hands. She peeked from the side and watched in glee at the dirty, little text.
From: Haruno Sakura
Kakashi is at the academy now. Wanna tell me what you're doing?
From: Uchiha Itachi
I'm presently in bed, replying you.
From: Haruno Sakura
Well, I'm on my bed. my fingers are deep in me and in my head is...you
His eyes drank in the message before him, blood rushing about wildly. Oh god, so much for playing it safe...
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...To be continued