Living With Itachi, Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own any Japanese foods or Naruto. I wish though, I wish. Maybe someday.

a/n: Here's chapter three, for all you fans out there. I'm writing this while there's a raging rainstorm and listening to My Chemical Romance. Enjoy.

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Recap:

"Sasuke, my sparkling angel." she thought, while swishing her short cotton-candy candy and humming along. She was lost in her own world.

Then suddenly, the fusuma doors burst open bring Sakura back to reality.

"What the hell is going on...yeah?"

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Chapter 3

Sakura froze.

It wasn't Itachi's voice. Who was it? She turned around and then relaxed a bit. A male, wearing an Akatsuki cloak. He was beautiful, with long golden hair, angelic looks, and slightly muscular build. At first glance, you could easily think he was a she. But Sakura wasn't fooled.

But Sakura couldn't be sure, if he would hurt her or not. "Who are you?" Sakura said in a trembling voice.

He laughed. "Not need to be scared, I wouldn't hurt you...yeah." he said in a deep masculine voice. "I'm Deidara, a member of Akatsuki...yeah." he continued to say. "You must be that girl, Itachi captured...yeah." Deidara said.

"Sakura." she said flatly. I can't believe he caught me singing and dancing like that. Like a little kid. How embarrassing! But I wonder if he's as bad as Itachi..? She thought.

The beautiful song that Sakura was dancing ended. Deidara sighed. "What a beautiful song. True art that is transient...yeah." he said.

Then he turned to Sakura, studying her up and down. "And you are also a true piece of art." He said, winking at Sakura. "And I wonder..." Deidara said, coming closer to Sakura, and brushing a piece of her short cotton-candy colored hair. "Is your hair naturally pink? Yeah" He asked her.

Sakura deadpanned. "Yes, it's naturally pink!" she said in an annoyed tone. Deidara looked at her in amusement. "Are you sure, you didn't dye it? Amazing...yeah" he said in awe.

"I'm very sure, it's natural." Sakura said in a flat tone.

"So, where's Itachi?" Sakura casually asked, wanting to change the subject.

"He'll be here soon...yeah" Deidara said.

"Hn." Someone said.

"Well, what you know?...Itachi-san's right here...yeah" Deidara said.

"But I didn't hear you come in." Sakura said suspiciously.

"Hn. Deidara-san, this is the bait for Kyuubi." Itachi said.

"I know...yeah." Deidara said.

"Don't refer to me like that! You make it sound like I'm fish food." Sakura said angrily.

Deidara chuckled.

Itachi "Hned."

"Kunoichi, you will be making dinner, tonight." Itachi said.

"Why can't you?" Sakura asked.

"Because you said earlier, my cooking was terrible." Itachi said flatly.

"Why can't Deidara-san cook?" Sakura asked.

Itachi smirked. "Deidara-san is our guest; we shouldn't make our guest cook.

Sakura glowered at him. "Why can't you order take-out?"

"Hn. Because I don't feel like it and the food could be easily poisoned." Itachi said lazily.

Sakura glared at him, while he stared at her.

"Fine. But where's the kitchen?" Sakura asked annoyed.

"Hn." was his reply.

"What do you want for dinner?" Sakura snapped at Itachi and Deidara.

"How about you? You look very delicious, Sakura." Deidara said slyly.

Then Itachi gave him the famous glare that the Uchiha clan was known for.

"Not that I really mean it." Deidara said quickly.

Sakura sighed. "Let's just go to the kitchen." She said irritated.

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Sakura followed Itachi and Deidara to the kitchen. The kitchen was small and modern. There was a stove, sink, cabinet, fridge, among other amenities. The kitchen probably had everything she would need to cook.

The gears in Sakura's head were starting to spin to life, many dishes which she could make and the recipes that were stored in the back of her mind started to come back.

Hmm... Should I make Kamameshi, meatloaf, casserole, or Takikomi gohan?

Sakura loved cooking. It was the second best thing she loved to do, besides learning about medicine and chakra and being medic-nin. From a young age, her mother had taught cooking. And she wasn't a bad cook, either.

She opened the fridge. There wasn't much in it. Only some tofu, pickled vegetables, chicken, seafood, rice, fruits, and some left over soup. She also opened the cabinets. There was some flavorings and spices.

Not bad. The main ingredients for most dishes.

Sakura already had decided that she would make a Japanese dish, since there weren't some ingredients she needed for American dishes. And she also bet Itachi and Deidara preferred Japanese food.

Sakura took the rice out of the fridge and set it to boil on the stove.

But what Japanese food should I make now? There so many choices...

But Sakura was snapped out of her cooking thoughts, when Deidara said "What are you going to make?"

Sakura jumped, since she didn't notice his presence.

"Wait, why are you and Itachi still here?" Sakura asked.

"We're here to supervise your cooking. To make sure you don't try to escape." Itachi said, appearing from behind Deidara.

"And to make sure you don't poison us, either." Deidara added.

Sakura wasn't happy about this. "Why can't I get a moment to myself? I have to be watched when I'm going to the bathroom! Cooking takes concentration, and with you two, I won't be able to concentrate! And for god's sake, I won't escape!" She burst out.

"Don't worry, we won't be too loud or disturb you...yeah" Deidara said cheerfully.

"Hn. We can't trust you, kunoichi. You might decide to escape any moment. Turn on us. Not keeping your part of the deal. You are unpredictable. Unstable." Itachi said coldy.

Sakura got angry.

He thinks I'm some little unstable pathetic weak girl! That I'm some wimp that will back out! How dare he think I'm the same idiotic girl when I was twelve!

She glared at Itachi. She didn't care if he killed his entire clan, or that he was an S-class criminal at that minute.

I'm not girl I was when I was twelve. I changed. I became stronger and more determined. I've been through so much.

"Listen here, asshole! I don't care how you are! I don't care if you killed me now! But I'm not a stupid little girl that needs help! I've been through more than you can imagine! I can make my own promises and keep them! And I will not break the promises I make!" She spit out, her eyes full of fire, jabbing a finger in his chest.

All was silent. Finally, Deidara broke the silence. He whistled. "You actually stood up to Itachi...yeah. What a fiery little thing...yeah." he said chuckling, trying to lighten the mood.

The atmosphere became dark, more specifically, Itachi's aura became dangerous.

But he still had the same poker face, not looking affected by Sakura's little speech. Then he suddenly pinned her against the wall. "Hn. You're not as big or strong as you think." He said. The fire you have in you is admirable." He continued to say. "I will have fun breaking your spirit." He said smirking.

"Remember who you're talking to. Remember you're place. You're the dog and I'm the master. And next time you won't be so brave." He whispered. He took a kunai to her neck. Sakura was silent. And he made a thin cut across her neck, blood seeping through the cut. She didn't even flinch, she just stared at him with those fierce jade eyes of hers, refusing to back down. Itachi started to chuckle. The rich, dark, sadistic laughter of his rang through the kitchen.

"What a piety. Such lovely ivory skin. And to have scar marring it." he said darkly.

Sakura tried to slap him, but Itachi was quick to stop her. "How pathetic." He said mockingly. Then she did something totally unexpected. She spit on him.

All was silent again that evening. He stared at her. Then slowly, he wiped the spit off him and narrowed his eyes.

"Hn. If the Akatsuki leader wasn't interested in you, I would have killed you right now. Do that again and I'll slit your throat. Never ever disrespect me." He said emotionlessly. Then he let her go. Sakura stared into his eyes, searching for a trace of an emotion. He stared right back, as if he was determined to not show a trace of how he was currently feeling.

Finally, Deidara broke their little staring contest. Looking as if nothing happen, Deidara said "You guys fight like an old married couple...yeah."

Suddenly, all the negative/dark energy in the room was directed at Deidara. Sakura's face flushed bright red with embarrassment and anger, her hand twitching in anticipation to slap Deidara. And Itachi said calmly " Deidara, say that again and I'll cut out your tongue." while giving him the famous Uchiha glare.

"It was just a joke...yeah." Deidara said laughing nervously.

"Hn. Deidara, just leave. Come back, when you're mature enough." Itachi said, clearly not to be disobeyed.

Deidara glared at Itachi, obviously unhappy about leaving and missing out on what he called "fun", but he didn't really want to deal with Itachi right now.

"Fine." he said sulking, before leaving the room.

Now, Sakura and Itachi were left alone. "Leave with Deidara, so I can cook in peace." Sakura said, in a no-nonsense mood.

"No." Itachi said.

"Please?" Sakura asked sweetly, but with venom dripping in her voice.

"No" was still his reply.

"Pretty please?" Sakura tried.

"Hn. The answer is still no, kunoichi. Can't you understand?" He asked her slightly amused.

"What do you want?" Sakura asked him, like he wanted something, if he was going to give her a moment of privacy.

"Sit on your knees and beg like a true dog, kunoichi." he said smirking.

The anger in Sakura simmered and stirred. No way, was she going to do that! She had pride.

I'm not going to give him the sadistic pleasure of doing that!

What a big ego, that asshole has! Let's crush him! Inner Sakura screamed, wanting to be let out.

"Fine. You can stay. But don't disturb me." Sakura spat out.

Itachi smirked in victory. He had won this round. "Hn. Deidara, come back in." He called.

Deidara came back into the kitchen. "I'm assuming, you two straightened everything out." He said like a teacher talking two kids who just left them alone to solve their problem with each other.

Suddenly, the smell of burning rice wafted in the room.

Sakura sighed.

Too late. The rice had burned.

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Sakura wiped the sweat off her forehead. She decided to make Takikomi gohan, since it would be less time consuming and easier to make than Kamameshi. So far, she had boiled the rich again, browned it in oil, and then she had cooked it in a seasoned broth.

She was determined to show Itachi that she was actually a good cook.

Now, it was time to add her secret ingredients to the Takikomi Gohan that made it so tasty. The paprika and the turmeric powder. They gave the Takikomi Gohan a certain spicy zing. The only problem was the paprika and turmeric powder was in the highest cabinet and Sakura couldn't reach it.

Sakura, with cat-like grace, stepped on top of countertop. She reached for the cabinet. She still couldn't reach it. And the countertop wasn't very high up.

Damn it. Just a little farther!

Frustrated, Sakura stood on her tiptoes. She reached for it, some more. But she started to stumble and she fell into someone's arms.

Oof!

And Sakura looked up into the amused face of Itachi.

"Hn. How clumsy. Ask, if you need any help next time." He said smirking.

A pink tinge creped up on Sakura's cheeks. "I didn't need any help." she stuttered.

"All lies." The smirk on his face was getting bigger every moment.

"I'm not lying." Sakura insisted.

"Hn." Itachi said smugly.

"I'm not." Sakura still insisted.

"No, you are not." Itachi said, a tint of amusement in his voice.

"Yes, I am!" Sakura said, glaring at him.

"No, you're not." He said lazily

And on it went. Until Sakura finally gave up.

She sighed. "Just get the paprika and turmeric powder." She said wearily.

Itachi smirked, looking like he just won a prize.

He easily removed the paprika and turmeric powder from the cabinet.

"Now, let me down." Sakura demanded, wanting to get out of his arms.

"Hn. And what will you do if I say, No?" Itachi asked her.

"You wouldn't want to know." Sakura said, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"Oh? What will you do?" He said smirking, daring her.

But surprisingly, he let her down.

"I think you're forgetting something, kunoichi." Itachi said amused.

"What?" Sakura asked, irritated.

"Hn. How about being a little grateful?" he asked her.

"Thank you." she mumbled.

He smirked at her.

She glared at him.

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Sakura had finished making Takikomi gohan and she had also finished whipping up simple fruit cocktail for dessert and was now starting to make tempura. The oil in the pan sizzled; the smell of seafood was in the air. She had dipped seafood in the batter and now she was deep frying it.

Sakura wouldn't admit, but she was exhausted. So far, she had been cooking for a two hours and Itachi and Deidara were not happy about it, so far.

"Hn. Hurry up, kunoichi! It doesn't take so long to cook." Itachi said, clearly unhappy.

"I'm hungry." Deidara whined.

"Be quiet!" Sakura snapped. She was close to finish making the tempura. She fried each batter covered-seafood, perfectly, not long enough to burn it, but not too little to make it raw.

She took a bite of her handiwork and smirked. It was perfect. It wasn't soggy. It was delicious and crispy.

This is going to be slap in Itachi's face! Just wait till he gets a taste of my sweets, but if he's like Sasuke, he'll hate sweets.

Sasuke... Sakura thought sadly. One thing she was pretty sure he liked about her before he went to Orochimaru and before she and Naruto killed him was her cooking.

Flashback

Sakura knocked on the door of the Uchiha mansion. Even though, Sakura didn't like the mansion, she thought it was creepy and couldn't understand why Sasuke lived in such a gloomy, lonely, place with a bloody history of his past. She cared for Sasuke. He would train every day, non-stop lately. Determined to kill his brother, more than ever. She was worried. The last time she had seen him it looked like he hadn't eaten in days. That was even worst than Naruto's completely unhealthy diet of Ramen. At least Naruto ate something!

"Sasuke-kun? Are you there?" Sakura called. Silence, then a pause.

"Hn. Sakura. Come in." He answered, sounding hesitant to let her in.

The door creaked open. Sakura stepped inside of the house. It was dark.

Sasuke appeared. Tired, bloody and sweaty. He turned on the lights.

He glared suspiciously at her. "What do you want?" Sasuke asked her.

"Sasuke-kun, you looked so hungry, the other day, so I made some katsudon for you." Sakura said nervously, showing him the package she was holding.

Sasuke stared the package. "I don't need your food." He said.

"Just try some Sasuke-kun. It's good and you need to eat something. You've had nothing to eat these days." she said earnestly.

Sakura warmed up the katsudon in the kitchen. The savory smell of food filled the room.

"Here." She said, laying out the katsudon for Sasuke.

He eyed the katsudon hungrily. Then he started to eat it.

In two minutes, he wolfed it down. He set down the chop sticks down, and finished eating.

"Was it good, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura asked him excitedly.

"Hn. It was OK." Sasuke said the expression on his face unreadable.

Sakura stared rejected at the floor.

"Did you bring Naruto any?" He asked her.

"No. He has his own food." Sakura said scowling, clearly disliking talking about Naruto at the moment.

"Hn." Sasuke replied, clearly judging Sakura by not bringing food for Naruto.

"I have to go to train again. Thanks for the food." He continued to say, clearing his throat, a signal for Sakura to leave.

Sakura wanted to protest. He's already trained enough for the day! He's going to exhaust his body and chakra. She thought angrily.

Sakura turned to leave. She tried to think of something to say before leaving, but she couldn't. There was nothing she could say to him at the minute.

"Oh, Sakura before you leave. If you have some more katsudon bring some more over. And bring Naruto some." He said voicing no emotion whether he liked Sakura's food or not.

"It was good." He continued to say softly.

And for the first time in months, since Orochimaru invaded Konoha, Sakura smiled, as she left the Uchiha mansion. She truly looked happy.

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Sakura smiled sadly to herself. He would never admit it but I'm sure he liked the Katsudon. It happened every time; I brought him food I made. Every time he would ask me to bring some more if I had some leftovers and to bring some to Naruto too.

Sakura scowled and mentally scolded herself for thinking about him. She finished frying the last piece of the batter-covered seafood.

She smirked. She was finally finished cooking dinner.

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Sakura had arranged the seafood tempura and Takikomi gohan on plates. She had also taken out all the seasonings and dressings out too. And now she had finished arranging it all out on the dining table.

"Dinner's done." Sakura called and Itachi and Deidara appeared. "Finally." Deidara groaned. Itachi scowled. Then they got a wind of the dining table. Everything was neatly arranged; the place mats and chops sticks. Steaming dishes of delectable tempura, Takikomi gohan and fruit cocktail gave off a mouth-watering smell. It was a buffet fit for kings.

The expression on Deidara's face was priceless. He stared at the table with wide eyes, like he hadn't eaten in months, a drop of drool trickled down his mouth.

Itachi just stared at the table. He was poker-faced as usual, but Sakura could tell there was a look of awe on his face.

Sakura smirked. "Let's eat."

Itachi and Deidara didn't need to be told twice.

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END OF CHAPTER 3

Definitions:

Takikomi gohan - Japanese-style pilaf cooked with various ingredients and flavored with soy, dashi, etc.

Kamameshi - rice topped with vegetables and chicken or seafood, then baked in an individual-sized pot

tempura - is classic Japanese deep fried batter-dipped seafood and vegetables.

A katsudon - is a popular Japanese food; it is a bowl of rice topped with a deep-fried pork cutlet, egg, and condiments.

All definitions were retrieved from Wikipedia.

End of chapter a/n: I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. It was mostly about food. I hope I didn't make you guys hungry XD. But anyways, I wrote this chapter in three days, which is pretty fast. And I'm not on the computer that much anymore, I'm busy with school and I'm just too tired to drag my ass to go on the computer. I don't even have the time anymore to read my favorite stories on here. I need a vacation. The only thing I do, while I actually go on the computer is either that I: Check my e-mail, or write chapters for my stories, or read the latest chapters of Naruto and Bleach, and watch the latest episodes of Bleach. I'm behind on watching episodes on Bleach.

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