This is our first story.(both Itachi and Sakura worshippers 8D) Sorry it took so long. Um well we wrote all the chapters but were realsing them slowly okay? :D this is rated M. You will see why .We won't continue unleashing chapter until we ge atleast 10 reviews per chapter. WE DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS OR NARUTO WERE JUST REALLY BIG NERDY FANS!

Waking up in a cold sweat was nothing new lately. Just the Images in her head that had recently occurred. Sakura held the blanket close to her chest feeling as if she was clutching on to her sanity. She had read over her medic books and couldn't find a solution to her recent problem. She had been over worked but didn't complain it might have been the cause. Seeing all those people sick, or injured sometime killed her, most of the time when it was her friends. That could be a reason she had thought. She looked down at her pale hands and sighed.

"Water will help" She slipped out of her sheets and padded the floor to her bathroom. The fluorescent lights flickered on around her mirror. There in the mirror stood a girl of only 21 but the lack of sleep on her face made her look older. Her once bright green eyes full of youth were now dull with dark circles swallowing whatever color that is left. Her which was once soft pink hair was now long and had split ends. She turned on the faucet and pushed a small squared glass under it. Once it was half filled she turned the faucet off she let the cool liquid run down her throat to calm her nerves.

"Better" she threw her reflection a wry smile and turned the lights off to return to her bedroom. She looked around her room. The walls were bare no pictures but one hidden away in her nightstand,other then that there was nothing but the bright orange that breathed life into the room. The color was called "Slice of Orange" but to her it was the color of fresh falling leaves.

She once had pictures but they were all removed once her father died. There was no use to sleep in a room where your stared down by pictures of a dead man you love. After her father died her mother just found no use in talking so her and Sakura communicated through notes. She slipped back into bed and read the clock.

"Only 2:30..." She sighed and looked across the room to her window wide open and drapes flowing in the night breeze. Her skin went cold and she jumped back out of bed.

I didn't leave that open! She screamed in her mind. She ran on her toes to the window and looked out of it. The city of Konoha was so boring at night only a handful of lights were still on. But who would open her window? Certainly not her mother she would have left a note.

She hesitated but close to window slowly and locked it.

" I guess I did leave it open...i've been working to hard to remember things i guess." She turned on her heel and slowly walked back to her bed feeling the lingering feeling of the late night breeze caressed her skin. She stepped back into bed and slowly drifted into another night mare.

Staring at his prey intensely. His eyes the color of blood splattered he once witnessed and caused. He had a small grin tugging at the side of his lips. But he kept a straight face. He had gotten there before his brother he was thankful for that. Also thankful for the stupidity the girl had come to realize it was her own fault for his actions. If he had it his way he'd kill her right now. But she had something he needed, and either way, she was in for a rude awaking once the day rolled in. Sensing his partners chakra he rose from his perch on a tree and disappeared.

But he wouldn't be gone for long. When the sun crawled out of its horizon this poor girls life will change to the point she would be begging for it to end, and of course who is Itachi Uchiha to say no to taking a life?

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