Chapter 2

Itachi's First Crush

"Itachi!" A voice screamed from behind.

He turned around to see his new "best friend" running towards him. "Hello, Jennifer."

"What's up?" she said eagerly.

"Nothing much. I'm just getting a few things for dinner." He stared down into the basket and then looked up at the pale girl. "Have you been practicing?"

"Yes." She said staggering her breath every now and then. Jennifer's clothes were ripped and covered with dirt. She had scratches on her arms and face.

Itachi looked at her from every angle. "I can tell."

She laughed. "I want to be good."

They both laughed. Itachi had never been soft, maybe to his brother Sasuke when he was in the mood, but other than that...never. What was it about this girl, that made him want to smile?

Itachi turned away. "I have to go. My family is waiting."

Jennifer nodded and waved goodbye.

As he headed off, Itachi was still thinking. He was in a mix between Jennifer and his Nin-jutsu final, when he bumped into someone. "Oh sorr-" He paused and looked up at the foreign woman.

She had bleach blonde hair. It was up in a ponytail at the moment, but still touched the middle of her back. Her outfit consisted of ordinary shinobi attire. She wore a buttoned down shirt and some sweatpants. It was obvious that she just came back from practicing. The woman looked around twenty through twenty-eight.

When she turned around, Itachi saw her face. No scratches lay on it; flawless as you may. "Excuse you."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Itachi sweat dropped.

"Yea whatever." She flipped back around, giving him an evil glare before doing it. The woman merely continued to stroll the crowded street, paying no attention to him.

Itachi could feel his face heat up. "What is this that I'm feeling?" He asked to himself.

After awhile, Itachi continued to walk. The woman had given him a sense of shock and he hadn't regained the feeling in his legs for a good five minutes. As he reached his house, he was only greeted by his younger brother, Sasuke.

"Brother!" A young boy came running up to him.

"Sasuke." Itachi whispered, holding the boy up.

They walked into the kitchen, where they saw their mom and dad bickering. Itachi handed the groceries to them, not fully comprehending what they were fighting about, but decided that he was too tired to break them up.

He took a seat on the sofa. Lounging for a couple minutes, he thought about Jennifer, and how crazy she was. He also thought about that woman he bumped into on his way here. Yes, she was rude, but she had spunk and Itachi liked it.

Just then, a loud, high-pitched screech sounded. Itachi's mom hurried to the steaming kettle. "Do you want some tea, darling?"

Itachi nodded as the woman handed him a cup. Sipping it, he could taste the herbal blends that soothed him at the end of the day.

He gently closed his eyes still thinking of the days events and slowly drifted to sleep. That night, he dreamed about the mysterious young lady. He saw her bleach blonde hair turning around. He saw the flawless face with the flawless features. Though, everyone knows that a dream can't go on forever. As the ray of daylight slashed through the glass windows, Itachi couldn't help but open his eyes.

The immediate daylight blinded him for awhile, but he quickly adjusted. Rubbing his eyes together, he got ready for the bright day ahead of him.

He stepped outside his house. The first thing he saw...Jennifer. She was waving like crazy yelling his name out. What the fuck. How the hell does she know where I live? Itachi did you tell her? You stupid asshole. He thought to himself. Trying to give her the best fake smile he could, he waved back.

"Hi Itachi. What are you going to do today? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out, you know if you don't have anything else to do. It's okay if you don't." He stopped her there.

"Sure, I'll go with you, if you'll just shut the fuck up!" He sort of yelled it. As of now, Itachi was officially irritated.

"Let's go into town." He calmed himself down.

Jennifer was silent most of the time, popping up a question every now and then, but nothing weird. She was scared to get him mad again. As they reached the market, she could feel herself more open. She asked him questions, that she didn't ask him before, while they were alone and nobody could witness her death. Here, in the marketplace, there were plenty of witnesses. Luckily, those same "witnesses" covered up the sound of most of her question.

Itachi sighed as they walked to and from stores, looking at a few antiques and souvenirs. At one store, Jennifer reached out for a postcard. "I have to write my family." She replied.

Itachi just nodded as she quickly bought it and met him out front. Walking down passed crowds of young teens like them, Itachi hauled to a stop. Itachi found himself frozen in front of the woman he had bumped into yesterday.

Luckily, Jennifer was there to snap him out of it. "Itachi!"

He quickly rubbed his eyes, erasing the picture inside his mind. "Sorry."

Jennifer didn't notice him staring at the lady, so she continued their conversation. Then, all of a sudden she stopped talking. Itachi realized it quickly, as he turned to her and asked what she was staring at.

All of a sudden, the young American burst into a full out sprint. "Tsunade!" She screamed running to the lady, that Itachi had been staring at a few seconds ago.

Itachi could feel his mouth drop. His eyes opened wide in surprise. "Y-you k-know her?"

Jennifer pulled on Tsunade's arm, bringing her to Itachi. "Of course I do. She's my idol, and, well, grandmother."

"G-grandmother?" Itachi said, shocked. "B-but you don't look a year over twenty-eight."

"I know." Tsunade laughed loudly.

"B-but."

"Is something wrong, Itachi?" Jennifer asked, concerned for her friend's health.

Itachi didn't get the chance to answer as he fainted, right then and there.

"Itachi?" He could hear a voice coming from outside. As he slowly opened his eyes, he could see a full figured woman. Her hair light blonde and her eyes piercing. "Are you okay?"

"Fine, just...love problems." Itachi fell back, his head hitting the pillow as he went back into a deep sleep.