Itachi Uchiha was pacing nervously back and forth in his large living room while trying to reach his uncle Obito Uchiha on the phone. No result. He sighed loudly and tried again. For the tenth time in a row.
Sakura was sitting on the couch, now fully dressed and observed the young Uchiha who was visibly stunned and not happy about the whole situation. She laughed silently to herself and searched her pocket for a lollipop. She opened it and put it in her mouth. Happy and satisfied as the flavor melted in her mouth she leaned back and closed her eyes.
Itachi sighed again and put his cell phone on the coffee table in front of Sakura and looked at her. His first impression of her didn't change at all. Her un-conventionalism surprised him. She didn't care that just a few minutes ago she was standing in a stranger's home, naked and wet with just a towel covering her. She seemed calm and laid-back, not caring of the atmosphere or situation around her. Her appearance seemed to be one of a hipster if he recalled the word correctly. Light pink, straight and very long hair, piercings on her ears he saw when her hair was pulled back and wet, tongue and nose piercing, tattoos on her hands and a large one on her back he couldn't actually see, since she hid it from him. And now her clothes: Long light pink skirt, black combat boots, black and baggy hoodie with a skull on it, lots of rings on fingers, polished nails and black beanie knit hat, which Itachi considered to be a winter hat, definitely not suitable for mid spring. He sighed at the sight in front of him and rubbed his temple. Teenage girls, just what I needed. This definitely was not how he imagined a girl would dress herself, or act. She seemed irresponsible and unreliable.
''Look'' he began and looked at the girl ''I don't know you and I think it would be the best if you lea-''
The ringing of his cell phone cut him short and he picked up. Sakura watched him as he felt somehow relieved to finally get in touch with his uncle.
''Uncle! Explain this situation to me!'' he demanded and then paused, listening to his uncle.
''What? You want me to be her what? Are you serious!?''
''I owe my whole life and the Uchiha fortune to that man! The least you can do is take care of his daughter while I'm away.'' A low, manly voice spoke to Itachi. Sakura could just hear the man's timber, but nothing of what he said.
''It's your debt, I can't do that. I'm at the peak of my career and success!''
''What career and success you dumbass! If it wasn't for the Uchiha influence and power which we owe to her father you'd be living with your parents doing house chores!''
''Uncle, I am unable and incapable of taking care of a child!''
''She is a young , growing lady. Make sure you treat her nice because she can kick your ass with no problem, I'm not kidding!''
''Uncle! Are you there? Hello?'' Itachi sighed and let his hand slip to his hips. ''Great, just awesome.''
''You know, even though I know your brother very well, I can't remember you. '' Sakura said to him and looked confused. ''Why is that?'' she asked.
''Like I care. Look I don't remember you either, maybe we never met or if we did it was long time ago and for a short time, I don't care anyways, just try not to get in my way, okay?''
''Is it because you are in the peak of your career?'' Sakura imitated his tone earlier and laughed.
''Exactly because of that. I don't need some girl ruining my life when it's going so well.''
''Ouch!'' Sakura faked being insulted and laughed again.
''I am no babysitter, just so you know.''
''And I am no baby, just so you know.''
''Then stop acting like one''
''Gee I don't know why you're so grumpy, but don't worry I can take care of myself the only thing you have to do is to store the refrigerator with some decent food.''
''I often have meals in restaurants.''
''So … does that mean we'll be eating outside every day?''
''Not us, just me. You said you can take care of yourself, so just go and buy some stuff'' Itachi tossed her his keys and wallet and gave an indication with his head toward the door. Sakura stood up and passed by him, slamming the door shut. Itachi sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time today. His last minutes of silence and peace before the pink-haired demon came back from shopping.
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Sakura came back with four huge, heavy plastic bags full with all kinds of food and kitchen herbs. It definitely surprised Itachi that she could carry them with no problem. The bags were damn heavy. He pretended he didn't notice her struggles looking for pan and other cutlery. He was sitting on the couch pretending he was following today's news while stealing glances toward her direction trying to remember her, or just remember anything at all about a pink-haired girl.
''You said you know my brother very well.'' He began and leaned on the kitchen raft, observing her precise and delicate movements while cutting vegetables. ''How well exactly?''
She stopped for a moment to think. ''Well, we grew up together, so I'd say he is my bestie.''
''Y-your bestie?'' he repeated trying to suppress the urge to laugh out loud. He always thought Sasuke was gay. This just made it more obvious.
''Yup, like a bro'' she continued cutting vegetables and putting them on the frying pan.
''A bro?'' he asked confused and raised an eyebrow.
''Yeah. You know somebody so close to you that he is like a brother to you''
''How close?'' he mocked and smirked.
''Depends on what you are implying. If you mean he didn't get to second base then you're wrong, cause there was a period we both enjoyed trying new stuff.'' She said boldly and smirked back at him. ''Wanna know what kind of stuff'' she asked challenging and tempting. Itachi pushed himself sharply from the raft and blinked a bit flushed. Well that certainly didn't went according to plan. He cleaned his throat and sat on the couch once again.
Sakura was happy for her win in the second round, but she was sure he'd come up with something new to tease her again, but now that she found his weak spot it seemed like a child's play. Who knew that the older Uchiha can blush like that?
