Chapter III

Dresses and gossip

Sakura sat by the breakfast table, her head dizzy and mind clouded. She sat alone in the kitchen, eating some dangos Mikoto had left for her and Itachi, in case they woke up before she came home to prepare dinner. It had not hit her that it had been one day since Itachi came home and that she had slept since then. She still felt her chakra being only replenished by a half. She was grateful that there seemed to be some extra sugar in these snacks, or else she would have fallen asleep by now.

She was on her second stick when she heard soft padding coming from the door. A wonderfully dazed Uchiha Itachi appeared without anything on his upper body and long lazily tied hair spilling over his shoulder like ink. He was rubbing his temple with his hand and his black eyes were dark with sleepiness. It would be any woman's dream to see such a gorgeous man in such a cute action, if that woman was not his unwilling bride-to-be.

Itachi was not cute. He was not gorgeous. He's a god! God of smexyness! Inner Sakura called out before her outer could finish her denying thoughts. No, he was not a god, just a normal human who happened to look like a go--

No! That's not right! He's not hot, he's not good looking he's just--

Our soon to be wedded sexy husband who will not be able to resist us--

Shut up! Sakura wanted to shriek out in the silent room to distract her thoughts. She would be blushing furiously if she had not been trained to keep from blushing, having three nicely sculptured men on her team who just happened to see no problem in training and walking around without a shirt on their torso. But still, her gaze kept being swept to his muscled back, since he had it against her as he looked in the fridge for something.

Oh, I can't wait until we'll claw that broad back as he's above us--

I said shut up! poor Sakura hated her inner at the moment as a quick picture of the briefly explained scene flashed across her inner eye to make her blush. And at just that moment Itachi had decided he was done in the fridge and was turning around with two bottles in hand. He sat down on the floor pillow opposite of her and set one of the bottles in front of her.

"Drink it, it'll help you to replenish your chakra" he said when she looked strangely at it.

"Oh…" she said and set down the dango stick, which she had forgotten to eat from since the hottest Uchiha living had entered the room. Her pale hand took the bottle and opened it, a sweet scent came from the clear liquid inside it. Her dry mouth wanted to devour it all in a heap, but she knew better than to be fooled by the scent, many medicines had a horrible taste, even if it smelled so deliciously it could be called intoxicating. She hesitantly put the opening to her oddly dry lips and let some of it flow down her throat. And just as she suspected it tasted disgustingly.

She coughed and forced herself to swallow. It tasted like a mix of cherries and pineapple, the two fruits she could not bear to put in her mouth. She quickly took a bite of one of the dangos on the stick at the table. It unsuccessfully hid all of the aroma. "Dear god!" she said and quickly went to the sink and turned it on to drink from her hands. That must have been one of the most disgusting things she had ever let touch her tongue. And she did not feel her chakra getting particularly affected either.

"It was not appealing to you, Sakura-san?" Itachi asked with a smirk from the table. He had already emptied his bottle halfway.

"It tasted like cherries and pineapples, they're disgusting on their own, together they're horrible" she breathed and turned, frowning when she noticed his smirk. "Don't you smirk at me, Uchiha" she said and sat down, all the while glaring at him.

"Strange how this always taste like the thing one hates the most" he said and put the bottle down, taking one of the dango sticks from the plate in the middle of the table.

"Oh? Then what does it taste like for you?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"Blueberries" he said and took a bite of the stick in his hand.

Now I know what to use when I cook… she said to herself, keeping a straight face.

The two ate in silence until the peace was disturbed by a certain person once again. "Hello? Anyone home?" the now familiar voice of Shisui came from the hall before his figure appeared in the doorway. "My, my! If it isn't the lovely dovelike couple! You've finally awaken, you've slept so long I was beginning to think it was more than exhaustion because of chakra-loss!"

"What are you taking about?" Sakura asked, unsure why he said they had slept long, it was only 10 a.m.

"Well, the two of you have been sleeping for a whole day and night. That's pretty much even for a chakra depletion" Shisui said while rubbing the back of his head. "Are you sure you didn't do any nightly adventures together?" he raised his eyebrows and got a smug look.

"Shisui, don't do everything more complicated than it already is" Itachi sighed and took a bite off the dango in his hand, licking some of the spill from the corner of his mouth.

I would say that to you, you incredibly sexy man! How come the rebellious inner of Sakura hated him just a few days ago and now thought he was the hottest being on the planet? Don't get me wrong, Saku-chan, I still hate him for existing, but why not make the best of the situation and use as much as possible of that muscled wonder walking among us?

That was it!

Sakura stood up hastily, her bangs covering her expression. She stomped past Shisui, leaving the two cousins alone.

"What's with her?" he asked and stared after her for a few seconds.

"She does not want this marriage, and I understand her" Itachi said while leaning his chin on his hand, staring out the window.

Shisui sighed and sat down where the girl had previously been. "You should tell her how you feel, you know" he said and took a dango stick.

"No. Then she will only stay and pretend to be happy because she knows. I will only make her more miserable if I do that" his eyes glinted with a light, one rarely showing.

"But if you don't someone else might take her. Do you want that?" Shisui said and looked pitifully at his best friend.

"I'd rather let her have an affair and be happy than to keep her as an unhappy prisoner who stays with me just because I have feelings for her" he said and drank another sip of the bottle in his hand.

Shisui leaned back and put his hands behind his head. "You really have devoted your life to her, haven't you?"

Itachi closed his eyes and was silent for several moments. "Yes. Ever since I saw her for the first time…" his voice was distant, as if he recalled a memory. "When I saw her, I for the first time accepted not knowing how something worked. She made me accept that something might just meant to be there."

Shisui laughed. "It's not me who needs your confession, pretty boy. You should at the least try and make her repay you in some way. You know, her blood line is after all the main reason the elders accepted your marriage with her" he shuddered when his cousin sent a very mean glare his way.

"Never say such a thing again, Shisui" there was no need for any threatening, Shisui knew more than enough to take his words seriously.

"Yeah, yeah… But I really think you should consider yourself for once" he said and took a bite of the snack in his hand.

"I've been trained my whole life to think about the clan only, don't come and say you are getting rebellious, Shisui" Itachi said, amusement laid as a coat in his voice.

"I never said the clan's antics were right. Just as I said, think about yourself and your own desires just this once. She will learn to live with you eventually if she have been able to remain in a team with those three as team mates for such a long time. And she's learned to like Sasuke even! So why would she not like you?" he made gestured with his arms as he spoke.

"Because she knows she can just walk away from them, they have a freedom between each other. She know that if she marries me she will never be able to get out of it. She is already feeling like a prisoner" Itachi turned his gaze downwards.

"If you tell her about your feelings, I doubt she will" Shisui got up and walked to the door. "See ya!"

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Sakura went out of the bathroom after taking a calming shower. Even if her inner had tried to create some really inappropriate pictures of herself and Itachi in the very same shower together she had become relaxed. So now she was calmly strolling down the corridor that would take her out to the roka outside her own room. But just as she was about to turn she bumped into a hard chest. She looked up and gasped when she realized it was her future husband she found herself pressed against. She let out a shriek and jumped backwards, losing hold on the towel she had wrapped around her body.

It took a few seconds for her to register exactly why Itachi had politely looked to the side and closed his eyes when she looked down on her body. With another yelp she saw that the towel that she only held in one end covered solely her most secret place while the rest of her creamy skin was fully exposed to the world to stare at, only that the only pair of eyes present at the time were those of her fiancé who were currently with his back at her, giving her privacy to cover herself. She quickly rearranged the piece of fabric around her body and quickly ran past the man standing by the doorway.

"Sakura-san" he called her name so gently it could almost be called seductively. She stopped mid-step to listen to what he had to say. She turned her flustered frame towards him, but he had once again turned his back at her--playing the perfect gentleman he was, encoring to his cousin anyway.

"What?" she asked briefly. She tugged at the hem of the towel around her body.

He turned his head to look her in the eye, a small glint playing in his black orbs. "I forgot to thank you for healing me when I came home after my mission. It was very kind of you" he said and was about to start walking again.

"D-Don't mention it" she said and turned to run inside her room. She slammed the door shut, putting her cool hands on her flustered cheeks. She knew she should not be blushing, but damn! Her future husband had seen her naked (it did not occur to her that it is the whole point of a marriage), and he did not react one single bit! She was unsure if she was becoming red of embarrassment, anger, humiliation or…

That wonderful feeling of butterflies in our tummy, and a little lower down… the ever betraying inner persona of Haruno Sakura once again finished the sentence for her, in a rather naughtier outcome than was intended, once again…

"I hate you sometimes…" Sakura grumbled, much to her chagrin.

No you don't! I'm totally lovable! Sakura would have laughed out loud, but satisfied with a snort.

She slowly dried her body, finding it an excuse to not leave her room anytime soon. As her skin became as smooth as it usually was her cheeks became a lighter pink. The terrible accident with Itachi and her just a few minutes before was still playing in her head. If anyone would hear about that, she would kill that person, and she had a feeling a (very) special Uchiha would soon need to be wiped of the face of the earth, literally.

She went over to her closet and searched for clean underwear and a dress or something else to wear. After turning her nicely folded clothes over and ruffled almost all of them she found what she was looking for. She first pulled on the white lacy panties she found, and then the matching white bra. When she once again stretched and turned and twirled a little she saw the onigiri on her desk, she had to throw that away. When she had made sure her less conservative clothes did not irritate her skin in any places she took the white dress she had found. She quickly slipped the soft material over her head and tied the straps around her neck in a small ribbon. She threw her long hair over her back and combed the silky lengths with her fingers for a moment before she opened the door.

But she did not go far, because just when she stepped foot on the roka she hit something hard, and if felt like a strange deja vú. Only that this hard surface was not clad in black, it was wet and skin colored. She slowly raised her gaze and yelped when she saw a very wet haired Itachi with relaxed black eyes staring down at her with his hand ruffling his black and damp locks. She promptly blushed and stepped back, her cheeks making a heavy contrast against her dress, skin and hair. It could almost be called Sharingan crimson.

"S-sorry…" she mumbled and hurried past him, missing the very naughty smirk adoring his very kissable lips.

When she was out of vision she began running towards the door, wanting to get out of there more than ever. Her feet made little sound as she ran on her tippy toes over the rough floor and soon ended up at the hall. She spotted her two pair of shoes, the ones she wore for missions and her high heeled strap sandals. Deciding a lighter attire would fit this hot and sunny early summer day she quickly attached the thin straps around her ankles.

Just when she slid the door open she was attacked by a heap of orange and black, and a hint of yellow. "Sakura-chan, you will go out with me!"

"Naruto, don't crush her!" another blond with lighter and longer hair smacked the most eccentric ninja in all of the five nations (Shisui being a close runner-up).

"Damn it Ino! All I did was to hug her!" Naruto wailed and rubbed his head where the aggressive girl had hit him.

"Shut it Naruto! Sakura, come on, we're going out" Ino said and tapped her foot.

"We are?" Sakura glared as she got up and brushed her dress. "I don't see a reason to go out with a pig."

"Shut it you too, forehead! You're coming with me either you like it or not!" Ino hooked her arm with Sakura and began to drag the poor girl down the main street of the Uchiha compound.

"Wait, how did you know I was here?" Sakura asked when she realized she indeed was being pulled away from the household of the Uchiha head family. Several woman with inky hair waved at the three teenagers as they quickly went down the street.

"Are you kidding me? Did you really think you could keep Naruto from screaming out his desperation with a stomach full of ramen and sake?" Ino snorted, "he'd having a hangover at this moment if I hadn't gotten there and talked to him."

"Naruto!" Sakura jumped away from her best friend and hit her heart's brother on the arm, hard.

"Ow! Damn it, Sakura-chan! Don't you realise your own strength?!" Naruto said and applied pressure to the place where a bruise soon would appear to lessen the pain.

"Then you should think about what you say! God damn it, Naruto! I told you to keep quiet about it!" Sakura sneered, refraining from yelling due to being in a very public place.

"I can't help it! I was drunk!" Naruto had absolutely no habit of being discreet. But he do have the little thing of his to yell even louder when it's not concerning anyone but him.

"Shut it Naruto!" the both females said at once, glaring at him. Now when Sakura had her guard down Ino saw her chance and began dragging her once again. They walked at a faster pace and was soon passing the guards by the gate.

"Hi, Sakura-chan! Where are you going?" Shisui asked as they stopped from their quick walk.

"I'm taking Sakura out to dinner, Shisui-san" Ino said and winked at the Uchiha.

"Oh! I see, just get her back before six, there's a clan meeting and no one will get in afterwards" Shisui briefly returned the wink and waved as the three speeded off.

Before Sakura knew exactly what was going on she found herself seated in an ice-cream bar, much to Naruto's chagrin.

"I want ramen!" he noted to the other blonde.

"Well, we don't! two against one" Ino glared and called for a server. "I'll have chocolate with vanilla cream" she said with a winning smile.

"Got it, and you, sir?" the blue hired pantry man asked.

"Vanilla milkshake" Naruto grumbled while glaring at Ino.

"Of course, and you miss?"

"Licorice with strawberry cream, please. And water" Sakura said after looking at the menu.

The bringer bowed after writing their orders on a note and walked away, leaving the friends in privacy.

"So, now I want to hear all the details" Ino leaned over the table and stared seriously into the doe-like eyes of her best friend, "is he good in bed?"

"Ino!" Sakura yelled before Naruto had the chance to react. The overly innocent looking Yamanaka.

"I was just kidding, but seriously, how is he?" Ino leaned back, the serious look never leaving her face. Her blue eyes shone with upset, worry and a silent promise to beat up a certain Uchiha if her best friends answer would be the wrong one.

"If I ignore the fact that he's my future husband and an Uchiha, he's not that bad. Like Shisui says, he is a perfect gentleman" Sakura said when the desert she ordered was placed in front of her. "But if I include those facts, he's a complete bastard."

Ino took a bite of her ice cream with her spoon and put it in her mouth before answering, "of course he's a bastard, he's related to Sasuke."

Naruto had also began to slurp on his meal. "I would rather see her marry teme than his bastard of a brother" he grumpily said with the straw still in his mouth.

"I would rather not!" Sakura said and wrinkled her nose, Sasuke was like her brother, the thought of him being her husband was a rather disgusting vision. She began eating the flavorful dish in front of her.

"I'll be your maid of honor, right?" Ino asked after a few minutes of silence with sparkles in her eyes.

"Nah, my cousin will" Sakura rolled her eyes at the lack of concern from her friend.

"Aw…"

"Don't talk like you look forward to it!" Naruto immediately said. "Do you want to have Sakura married to who I'm sure is the biggest bastard in Konoha?"

"Well, I'm sure he's not that much of a bastard, but still, she can't get out of this mess even if you want her to" Ino said and took a large portion of the cream that was on her plate.

"And why not?!" Naruto frowned.

"She's a clan heir, you have no idea how little we actually get to control about our personal relationships!" the female blonde hissed and gave a hard stare at the kyuubi container.

Naruto growled something about females and clans before he sank deep into his seat. They enjoyed half a minute of silence before two women began talking in the booth next to theirs.

"I heard that a Haruno is going to marry Uchiha Itachi" one said.

"Really?" another said.

"Yeah, but do you know which Haruno?" the first woman asked.

"It's that bitch Sakura" she said, apparently the other one had shaken her head.

Unaware and blissfully ignorant about the fact that the girl they were talking about was sitting behind her, the woman kept on talking, "I'm sure she slept with the clan elders to get engaged with him. I mean, why the hell would the Uchiha clan allow their prodigy to marry someone without any kind of bloodline or talent?"

Sakura's brow twitched. Not only was she was called a bitch, she was indirectly called useless and weak. Her friends watched in fright how calm she looked about it.

"And I'm sure she's whoring out her body to every other man she comes over to gain power" the first said.

"Yeah, it wouldn't surprise me if she bedded her own family to get money or something. One can really wonder just how she raised in the rankings so fast, we've been in the hospital for as long as her, and we've gotten nowhere--

The woman silenced when the petite medic abruptly stood up, causing the table in front of her to almost fall to the floor if it had not been for Naruto's fast thinking. But she did no care the least, she had two nurses to take care of. She stomped around the large sofa she had been sitting on and saw two of the nurses under her own command staring at her with such shock they looked like does caught in headlights. She recognized the two as Mai and Hizumi.

"H-Haruno-sama, how n-nice--

Sakura's glare told the girl to shut up. "Correct me if I'm wrong, Hizumi-san, but do I see you gossiping when you should be on duty at the hospital, where you should work to raise in the grades?" she asked with a little girls smile and voice. Her actions might be so innocent it can be called sweet, but none of the females had ever heard such a sure promise of bloody death.

"And, if I may, let me tell you that I have money of my own, I don't get them from my family. And about my marriage, I would be more than happy to switch position with you as a failed medic who can do nothing else than to envy others" she then turned to the other girl staring at her. "And just so you don't get anything wrong, Mai-san, you're in just as much trouble as Hizumi-san here."

Without a word, the two girls shot up from their seats and ran out the door. Sakura felt such a strong urge to run after them and leave only a crack in the ground in her wake. She took the purse she had taken with her and threw some money at the table she had previously been sitting at.

"Sakura, where are you going?" Ino yelled after her when she stomped out of the bar.

She did not respond her friend, she just increased her pace to find herself a place to relax, maybe to drink some sake (Tsunade had unavoidably rubbed of her habit of drinking to calm her angry nerves to her student).

She looked around for anyone who might sell that intoxicating liquid this early, but found nothing. When she passed the last place she had hopes in someone called her name. She turned around and caught sight of Mikoto running towards her with Ino in tow.

"Oh my, Sakura-chan… I was just looking for you!" Mikoto said and tried to regain her breath.

"Don't run of like that, forehead!" Ino said and smacked her friend in the back of her head.

"Ow, pig!" the pink haired beauty said angrily.

"Now, now, girls! You should not fight when we are supposed to look at wedding dresses" Mikoto suppressed laughter with great effort at the two bickering girls expressions. Ino had sparkles in her eyes and her cheeks were flustered like a little girls. Sakura, on the other hand, was so comically looking with a twisted face of dislike.

"NO!!!"

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Sakura was definitely going to kill her parents.

She hated shopping. She hated changing clothes all the time. She hated the fact that she did this for Itachi.

"Ino! I'm not wearing that!" she hissed at her best friend who held a blood red dress that would show more than a fair amount of her chest and legs.

"Fine!" Ino pouted and hung the silky texture back.

"Sakura-chan, how about this one?" Mikoto appeared from behind a rack, holding a white kimono with red obi.

"I don't know… Won't it me hard to walk in it? I don't really like kimonos…" Sakura excused herself, feeling so guilty when the future mother-in-law looked almost disappointed.

"I see, well, it's your wedding" Mikoto said with a smile and went to put the expensive piece of clothing back.

Sakura took a breath of relief, it was no secret to her that Mikoto was like a child when being said no to. She looked around the shop she was standing in, seeing Ino obsessing over lighter clothing than she herself was after. And she could clearly see Mikoto's locks of black in contrast to the white dresses over the many hangers.

She might as well try to find something she liked, as to not crush her childhood dream of marrying in a beautiful dress, and she would pick it herself.

She went over to a clothes-pin and began to look at them. There were many kimonos, in all kinds of colors, but also many western dresses. Some slim and very adoring to the figure, but also more innocent ones and then there was the princess kind with big, fluffy skirts.

After what felt like years and thousands of dresses later she finally found something she liked, very much. It was a white dress with a pattern of red cherry blossoms at the bottom of the skirt and was cut to show everything beneath half her thighs in the front. The top was a strapless corset model, and was tied together at the bottom with a tasteful ribbon. A silver crown with fake rubies ordered as cherry blossoms followed with it. This one was it with big I.

"Mikoto-san, what about this?" Sakura asked enthusiastically. The raven haired woman appeared next to her sons fiancé and studied the dress for a few moments.

"Let's try it on" Mikoto said and went to the cashier and asked to have the dress removed from the doll it sat on. The woman nodded and expertly untied all that needed be so, and stripped the doll.

Ten minutes later Sakura came out of the changing room looking more beautiful than ever. The silk skirt flowed down her body beautifully, showing just how creamy her legs were. The corset pushed up her breasts to a favorable amount. The red stones in her hair made such a stark contrast against her pink locks it looked perfect.

"So, what do you think?" Sakura asked and twirled on her bare feet.

Ino was pretending to faint and Mikoto was squeezing her own face while letting out excited mewls. "It could not be more perfect!" Mikoto squealed and asked the cashier how much it was.

"30 000 yen" the woman said, talking as if they would never afford it.

"Perfect! Sakura-chan, take it of and we will return to the mansion" Mikoto said and followed the cashier to the pay-office.

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When Sakura finally set foot in the Uchiha compound her head was spinning. Not only had she been forced to try dresses, but Ino had dragged her to the closest lingerie store, making her try corsets, panties and bras. They (namely Ino) had in the end decided for a red lace teddy and matching gathers. How the pink haired girl had agreed to it was beyond herself.

So now she was slowly walking down the main street while carrying five bags with different things the fierce blonde had thought necessary in her new life. Among these there was a bit to daring dresses, a bit to sexy and small underwear and a bit to high heeled shoes. Mikoto had been nowhere in sight to stop the on slaughter of her soon to be daughter-in-law.

If anyone was to bother her she was sure she would go berserk, taking out her inner frustration with her chakra enhanced fists. They would throw her out head first from the compound, and that would be in favor for her, but not her family.

Luckily, the trip down to the main house was peaceful and the tired doctor could take off her shoes and put down the bags. A cold sweat had broken out in her body and she was sporting a headache, probably because her chakra was not fully replenished yet.

She strolled down the way to the kitchen in hope of that Mikoto had made dinner by now.

"This is all your fault!"

The way the sentence was said was so much like Shisui it could be called scary, but the voice did absolutely not his. In fact, it almost sounded like Itachi.

Sakura turned around the corner to stare into the kitchen, and gawked at the scene.

Shisui was sitting surprisingly emotionlessly by the table, having a slight frown of irritation on his face. Itachi, on the other hand, was anything but emotionless, sitting like a kid with crossed arms and a pout. It was as if they had switched personalities.

"If you did not with for this to happen you should not have used the technique, Shisui" wait, why did Shisui way his own name to Itachi?

"You could've given in and let me use the Mind Transferring, damn it!" Itachi burst out on his cousin.

The sight of the swapped minds was to much for the tired Haruno and she immediately burst out in a fit of giggles. It was then the men took notice of her. Itachi stared at her with wide eyes and Shisui sighed. And since Sakura found this even more comical she began laughing like crazy, within seconds she had to take support on the doorframe to keep herself standing and tears were in her eyes. After a few minutes she calmed down, and looked up. That was a mistake and she began to laugh once again.

She soon found herself down on the ground, clutching her stomach in pain and laughter. She had never imagined in her entire life how fun it could be when two so different people changed body. "Oh-oh… D-Dear G-g-g-od!" she whimpered between her heavy breaths.

Itachi, who currently was trapped in his cousins body, was thinking about putting her to sleep with a genjutsu and seal away her memories of this little incident. However, the risk then would be that if she woke up before they changed back she might mistake Shisui for himself.

"Sakura-chan…" Shisui, also in is cousins body, frowned, but then lit up, "oh, oh! Wait a minute…" he waved his hand in that girly manner and took a deep breath. When he put his hand down his face was void of all emotion. "Hn."

Sakura sat for a few seconds just staring at the unbelievably act of the most unlikely Uchiha living, before she fell backwards wriggling and rolling around on the floor while laughing.

"What the…?!" Shisui frowned and crossed his arms again, "she never laugh at you when you do that…"

Itachi turned to his cousin, in his own body, and raised a brow. "I think she has trouble seeing you as me" he smirked when his cousin turned his back at him.

"Damn you for being such a perfect gentleman!"

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Two hours later Sakura had calmed down enough to be in the same room as the two Uchiha cousins, and the rest of the family too.

"How did this happen?" Mikoto asked worriedly.

Itachi glanced at his older cousin. "Shisui used the Mind Transferring jutsu when we were training, and I used a counter jutsu. Then for some reason it caused our mind to switch" he said when the big idiot refused to explain.

"It was all your fault! You shouldn't have used the counter!" Shisui had no joy in being in his cousins body since he was not allowed to leave the house or to harass Sakura. "I hate you at times, you know that, right?!"

"The feeling is mutual" Itachi said and took a bite of the fried vegetable he held between his chop sticks.

"Damn you!" Shisui began to eat at a faster pace.

"Don't eat so much, my body is not a storage" Itachi hid his smirk when his cousin coughed.

"God damn you!" Shisui said for the hundred time (seriously, Sakura was counting).

"But at least you'll let my body feel good, right? I mean, you have Sakura!" Shisui pointed his sticks at the pink haired angel.

"Shisui, It's rude to point at others" Mikoto said with a frown. She raised her brows when Sakura began to giggle again.

"S-sorry… It's just that…" she trailed of and tried to suppress her amusement. The fun about it all was that it sounded like it was Itachi who was saying such things that Shisui usually said, and that could certainly be called amusing.

Sasuke, who sat beside her (to keep the hands of his cousin away, no matter which body he was in), sighed and glared at his brothers body. He was making suspicious movements with his arm under the table. "Don't try anything, pervert" he said.

"What?! Why would I ever try anything?!" Shisui protested.

"Why wouldn't you?"

"Damn it!"

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Word count: 5744

It just keep on getting smaller, the chapters I mean. D: I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my friend Dolls… My nickname for her… She doesn't like ItaSaku, but read this boring story anyway because I want her to :D She's more of an angel than I'll ever be…

How can I bully Shisui like that? It's fun, that's the answer xD I simply love him… and as for their swap, it is reversed after a night, if you was itching to know.

And one thing: I HAVE SUMMER BREAK!!!!!!!!!! WWWWOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Please review, it make me write faster! :D