Title: Fragility Of The Sakura

By: FrozyEmo (-Frozzy-)
Category: Action/Romance
Rated: T(M), because of graphicness in later chapters (violent and sexual content)
Important Note: If you find any mistakes in the chapter, as well as the whole story, then please ignore it. English aint my native language; it's only my second language through five years, so I'll be really grateful if you just can ignore it. Thanks.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or anything connected to it

Summary: Itachi is desperate to get Kyubi, so he plants a certain invisible cursed mind-seal on a certain pink-haired kunoichi. The seal is to be physically activated by the touch of a male, but how can it be that problems arise, when the seal not only helps mind reading, but also creates emotional telekinesis… and is it really just one male that can activate the seal? ItaSaku & slight KakaSaku

Fragility Of The Sakura
-By FrozyEmo

Chapter Three: Shifting sides, Sakura?

God, we're in deep shit here, Inner Sakura wailed and tugged her hair frantically. Deep shit? No way! Of course, they weren't in deep shit. Being kissed by an enemy, not to mention slapped afterwards, wasn't deep shit, now was it?

The accusing glares from her teammates, where only doubling her uneasy feeling of guilt, but of course, they didn't know that it happened. She cursed herself mentally. How could she had been so foolish, to let herself practically melt into it? It had just felt so easy to give in, and let the higher power control you, instead of always having to be so tense and in control, to be oh so perfect, because that was what people thought of you.

To be what people pictured you to be. It was much easier said, than done…

It was, as if she was being rebellious to her life. Like she was betraying the image, she had held since her childhood. "The little inexperienced girl having a crush on the last surviving Uchiha". She hated it. She hated it so much. Why couldn't they just step out and tell her, she was a pathetic excuse of a ninja, focusing more on love than on the loyalty to her home.

Oh, right, she forgot. It was because she was to weak to comprehend it At least not without breaking into tears. When had she last cried? When had she last cried officially? That's right. For years hadn't she cried, and only in the try of making people acknowledge her as a strong ninja, not that she was exceptionally strong, but she sure as hell wasn't weak anymore.

She was just average, but that often tended to stay forgotten, when she was compared with her teammates, which were pretty much above average, with Kyubi and the sharingan as backup.

When she was being in Itachi's presence… she felt, like she meant something. Like she wasn't worthless anymore, yet it frightened her.

She didn't feel safe, but he still didn't frighten her, like he was supposed to. With all those tales she had heard about him, not to forget her team's encounters with him, she should picture him as some cold-blooded monster. The only problem was…

…she didn't…

They were sitting in Sakura's room in an awkward silence. Naruto, Sasuke and her. It was morning. The night had been calm and silent afterwards Itachi's departure, although Sakura had a hard time trying to sleep.

Her body had been pounding with adrenaline, which is by the way still was, and the memory of his soft lips against hers, was everything but easy to forget. He had been… well, not gentle, but he hadn't been… forceful… not like she had imaged, he would be…

Ha, I knew you had dreamt of him kissing you, Inner Sakura beamed in victory, and danced inside Sakura's head. Sakura blushed, before blocking of her inner mind. Now was not the time to ponder about some hidden desire.

Hidden desire? Inner Sakura once again chirped. Sakura shook her head. She just had to stop thinking this much.

"What happened?" a voice suddenly jerked Sakura back to reality. Naruto practically feel of the bed, and Sasuke instantly posed for fight.

Kakashi was sitting at the window, perfectly balancing on the sill with his feet. He didn't look thrilled. More like bored. Apparently had hadn't had any luck, but then… he always masked his emotions, so it was hard to judge by his face-expression, whether he had been lucky or not, though lucky wouldn't be the correct word for it.

He didn't look like he was upset either, nor like he was in pain or anything, and he surely didn't have any wounds. He just looked… normal…

"Itachi came again. He attacked Sakura. He hit her," Sasuke replied, after falling back onto the bed. Naruto had a harder time scrambling of the floor and into the bed once again.

Sakura basically hadn't moved ay all. She didn't have to look at Kakashi, to know his concern. Neither did she listen to his plain voice. He was concerned… no matter how much he tried to mask it. That was just him. Always masking his emotions.

"Oh."

That's it! Oh? What the fuck is that for a thing to say. I could've been fucking dead by now! Inner Sakura raged.

Okay, she had been prepared, he wouldn't sound concerned or worried. She had been prepared, he wouldn't rush to her side and hold her in comfort. She had been prepared, he wouldn't bother enough to ask for details, but she sure as hell hadn't been prepared for an oh!

With a violent jerk, she stood up with her fists clenched and her teeth gritted.

This wasn't anger. It was frustration. Frustrated that none of them showed enough concern about her well-being. Sasuke only cared about killing his brother. Kakashi was pretty much only focused on the mission, very harshly spoken though, while Naruto was… well, he was caring about her, but even though he cared enough for her, he couldn't fill in the worry and concern, supposed to be radiating but instead lacking from Sasuke and Kakashi.

They never noticed her, when she was god damn weak and worthless, but now when Itachi showed interest in her, they still didn't acknowledge her for anything. How could they be so… so… so much worse than Itachi himself? At least he had been at her side when she had overdosed, and had apparently done something to save her.

He had fucking bothered to care. Uchiha Itachi had fucking cared, when her freaking teammates - supposed to care - had not.

If that wasn't enough to be bothered about, then what fucking was?

Kakashi arched one eyebrow at Sakura.

"That's what you have to say? Oh! He could've killed me," she hissed, her eyes closed and her breathing coming out in angry pants. Kakashi was on thin ice, and he knew, Sakura was frightened. She could hide it from Sasuke and Naruto, but not from him.

He had seen her enough times frightened, to know this was her reaction. She fought to be strong, when she was just as emotional, as a woman in labor was. It was a fact. It couldn't be fought. It couldn't be defeated.

She was emotional, so why hide it? Those emotions could easily mold into fitting any circumstance, she would encounter, but instead she fought so hard to fight it down and kill it.

It was part of her, and she was hurting that part of herself.

Kakashi closed his visible eye, and leaped down from the still, leaning himself against it as he crossed his arms casually over his chest.

Perhaps that oh hadn't been the best thing to say, but he hadn't expected her to react this strongly, and now her body was literally shuddering from fury. She was such a petite person, yet she held so much potential. She just refused to let that strength cut through the barrier holding it back from reaching the surface.

"He didn't," Kakashi then stated. Sakura blinked. Then hell dawned on her.

"What?"

Kakashi sighed, "Don't dwell on the past Sakura. What happened, happened!"

She was staring at him in pure shock, so was Naruto and even Sasuke. They were glaring like had he grown another head. Sakura's rage had soothed into confusion. She could only blink at him… several times…Then she scowled, and narrowed her eyes at him, the rage surfacing again. She pointed at him.

"The heck with that load of shit, I was in freaking danger, and you just brush it of, saying its nothing? Let me remind you here, I'm your freaking student, and you're god damn supposed to care and protect me-"

"What really happened, Sakura?"

"And then you just- H-Huh?"

Kakashi stared at her. She was shuddering so badly, and her eyes were starting to moisten ever so slightly. This wasn't just a mere hit. Something else had happened. Something only Sakura would react this strongly to.

He narrowed his eyes, and stepped closer to her. Her hands fidgeted at her sides, and uncomfortably she crossed them over her chest. All rage had blown out of her, at his question. Did he know? Was it that obvious? No, it couldn't be. Sasuke and Naruto hadn't noticed, but then if they had, they could just have chosen not to voice it, but then why would they do that? It couldn't be because of fear, they wouldn't ask her. So much for sure. In addition, the fact they were glaring at her now, made her pretty much believe, that they hadn't noticed.

Kakashi was still staring intensely at her, "what happened?"

"I just told you-"

"What happened?"

She hesitated. For some bloody reason, she lost her composure, but only for a second. Then it all came back to her. The rage, the anger, the shame… everything collided within her, and transformed into courage and determination. If she wanted to keep it a secret, then she god damn could do it.

This time she wouldn't let them win over her. Definitely not!

Sasuke and Naruto was eagerly following the conversation, not sure whether they were allowed to break into the silence or not, although they never got a chance to, since in that second, Sakura placed her hands on her hips and heaved her chin.

"He hit me, that's what happened," she defiantly stated, despite the slight wavering in her voice. Kakashi sighed lightly and shook his head, yet Sakura kept up her composure. Naruto was the one to actually act upon her words. He stood up, and crossed his arms, looking at Sakura judgingly. She suppressed the urge to just run away from it all. Even Sasuke seemed to doubt her words, and that was something left behind to wonder about.

Sakura let her gaze drift away from her teammates.

"You don't get upset just over a hit, Sakura-chan," Naruto reasoned stubbornly with some childish attitude. Sakura bit down her tongue, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to remind her of the task at hand. The task where everything counted on her appearance.

As if to comfort her Naruto placed a hand on her arm, which she, without second thought, jerked away from her roguishly. Naruto frowned and stepped a few steps backwards. Sasuke arched one brow.

"Naruto is right, Sakura", Kakashi stated and uncrossed his arms, and instead dug them down his pockets, still leaning his back up against the wall in that lazy manner. Sakura clenched one fist and closed her eyes tightly, still not wanting to look directly at them, but instead having her back turned to them… which probably wasn't the best thing to show strength, it rather screamed coward.

"What the hell do you know about that?" she growled, thought not really wishing to act like this. Kakashi wasn't the one frustrating her, even though he sometimes could be a royal pain in the ass…

"I'm not your teacher through several years for nothing, Sakura," Kakashi exclaimed, sounding utterly bored. Sakura bottled up her anger, and took a deep, calming breath. She was overreacting. At that point, they were right. A hit had never upset her like this, and if she didn't calm down soon, they would surely know something… less unpleasant… had happened, proving her wrong and marking her as a liar.

"This is way of the point-"

"He did something worse, didn't he?" Kakashi interrupted her attempt, which should've gained her a short pause to think.

God, you're pathetic Sakura. Grow a spine or something! Inner Sakura grumbled.

Sakura nervously ran a trembling hand through her hair. The pain was present again, and made her thigh pound uncomfortably. Soon it would spread even further.

"…No, he just hit me," she muttered.

Somehow, that statement had been the final word in this conversation. It wasn't that she had meant it to be. It didn't even sound like the "end-of-discussion"-tone Kakashi was so fond of using. It had just been a plain and flat tone… mixed with confusion… and frustration… Okay, perhaps it hadn't been that plain and flat, but it hadn't been anywhere near stern, nor firm.

Naruto then let out a huff: "Kaka-sensei, shouldn't we do something? Like hunting him down-"

"We already have a mission-"

"Which still leads us to the headquarters, where he presumably already is," Sasuke burst in, oddly enough being at Naruto's side. Sakura was a bit shocked at that, but then… this was his desire to kill Itachi that spoke, not his desire to protect her by killing Itachi… which she doubted was even possible, since Kakashi had never been able to defeat him…

Naruto was shocked too. He glared openly at Sasuke, who slowly stood up from the bed. Kakashi looked at his two male students, especially Sasuke. He knew, Sasuke was just eager to gain opportunity to kill Itachi, even though, frankly spoken, he didn't stand a chance against his brother… yet…

"It's still not the main priority-"

"The hell with that," Naruto scowled. Kakashi looked at him, then Sasuke. As if on cue, Sakura looked up just the second Kakashi let his gaze wander of to her: "Sakura, do you by any means feel threatened by Itachi so far?"

Sakura blinked at that exact question. It was the one and only question, she couldn't answer. Not that she had a hard time doing it. She just couldn't place any words on it. That strange sensation when he was near, wasn't one made by fear or likely.

"Well, he did hit me…" she started insecurely, debating with herself whether she was just being ridiculously idiotic right now or not.

"But?"

Just tell them silly girl! Why is it you can't just tell them, and get it over with?

"…He doesn't intimidate me… not… that way at least…"

Way to go Sakura, Inner Sakura snorted sarcastically. Sakura forced her inner mind to be silent, since she was horrified enough herself by what, she had just confessed. Praying they would just ignore the last part of it, she found her pulse rapid and anxious, and her breathing irregular. Her thigh was throbbing by now, but it was more like a… warm and pleasant throb, unlike the one that signified the pain's arrival.

She frowned in confusion, and felt like rubbing the sore spot that itched on her thigh. What the heck was now wrong with her? There were just so many things…it was so hard to comprehend before something entirely new appeared.

Sakura yelped, as she was brought back to reality, by a harsh tug at her arm. Sasuke was towering above her, "that way?"

"Sakura… What did he do-"

"Nothing for you to worry about!"

As if on cue, everybody spun around in pose for fight to face the very subject of the argument.

Kisame and Itachi were standing in the room, both clothed in their cloaks, which hung heavily down the dusty floor. Their faces were in shadows, their eyes illuminated by the lamp above. Kakashi suddenly seemed alerted, and pushed his body of the wall. Sasuke was gritting his teeth, while Naruto was intensely observing the two men. Sakura…

Well…

She was paralyzed in every fiber of her body, and was barely breathing, as a sudden wave of warmth rushed through her and left her skin damp and fevered. The ghostly touch of the gentle and ravishing pressure on her lips, flamed up her presence. She couldn't focus her eyes on anything else but the supremacy glowing around that one specific man, who shook her very being. Her lips parted to draw in an audible breathing, and her eyes plastered themselves to him.

That was when his eyes locked with hers…

Horrorstricken she froze. The aching in her thigh itched its way upward, and centered its heat in between her thighs. Her cheeks flamed even more if possible, and she was sure, she was beyond blushing like a tomato.

Those lips of his… how could they torment her so horrifyingly?

And he was just standing there… just standing not doing a shit, and still he affected her. Still he electrified her body and fevered her skin to the point, where it could actually start boiling.

God no Sakura! God fucking no! Just not that. Everything but that… you don't… shit!

Naruto was suddenly in front of her, blocking her view of Itachi, and somehow sense managed to break through the barrier of numbness in her mind. Her legs felt like liquid, but determinedly she kept up her body.

Sasuke was about to advance the two Akatsukies, but Kakashi held him back with a hand on his shoulder. Oddly enough, Sasuke obeyed and planted his feet solidly on the ground. Kakashi nodded his approval, and then focused on Itachi.

"What do you want with her?" Kakashi practically demanded to know. Kisame chuckled dryly, and shook his head in sarcasm, "that is Itachi's business."

Sakura was vaguely aware, she was the topic of this little exchange of words, but she really couldn't care less. The throbbing in her leg had turned from painful to something pleasant.

Kakashi narrowed his eyes, and cast a quick glance towards a frozen Sakura behind Naruto.

Naruto was protecting her… once again… Sasuke on the other hand, only seemed to have eye on Itachi, his eyes dark with hatred and disgust. Not to blame him of course. This had been his goal his whole life, and revenge was a hard thing to just casually sweep away. Especially when it involved death, and Kakashi spoke of experience at that matter.

Nevertheless, Sasuke should've enough sensibility to know Sakura was the one in danger at the moment, and for once he wasn't the center of Itachi's attention. If he had ever been that in the first place. Kakashi doubted that. Itachi had never taken Sasuke for anything, just as a mere hindrance to the family, yet he had apparently let him live, because he hoped one day to get some real competition. Though as it looked now, with Itachi's strength and experience still growing, and Sasuke younger, with lesser strength and lesser experience… that day where Sasuke would defeat Itachi, or just compete with him as equals, was far, far away in the distance.

Sasuke's fists clenched, and his jaw tensed. Kakashi suppressed the sigh threatening to leave his lips. Why was it Sakura should endure this?

"And Sakura-chan is our-" Naruto hissed, but was cut of by an oddly enough calm-sounding Kakashi. Or at least calm-on-the-outside Kakashi. Inside he was pounding with adrenaline, no reason to deny that.

"Don't act foolish," he warned, his eyes fixed on Itachi and Kisame. Itachi yet had to speak. He had let Kisame word his thoughts so far, but somehow Kakashi found it highly doubtful Kisame would ever now the real intention of Itachi's.

I have to end this… I have to know what it is… But how… Inner Sakura debated.

Sakura closed her eyes tightly and bit her bottom-lip, tresses of her pastel hair covering her eyes. She was being protected again. As always. Cursing her uselessness, she let her thoughts wander.

"So, little brother, do you have the strength is takes, to sacrifice the ones you hold dearest, to reach your goal?"

"Sakura, did he hurt you?"

"Sasuke… I'm... sorry…"

…for being such a nuisance to you…

to all of you…

"Itachi!"

Her voice sliced through the tension in the room, and within a second, everything was utterly silent. Everybody's eyes fixed on her. She hesitated. Suddenly all courage left her, and her outrage from before suddenly seemed risky, yet something told her this had to be done. She couldn't back out now. This was where everything counted. In this second.

She could not turn back!

Lifting her chin defiantly and with stubbornness and pride in her eyes, she gently pushed Naruto aside. Taking a deep breath, she took a glance at Naruto, who seemed purely confused

With steady and stern steps, she advanced Itachi, ignoring the confusion radiating from her team.

The closer she came him, the more powerful the throbbing became.

Two steps away from him, she stopped, trying to calm down her irregular breathing and pants. Then frowning away her uneasiness, if you could call it that, she stared him directly into his eyes… and felt chills roll down her spine. Kisame was watching her intensely, as if he feared, she would jump on Itachi, and then he should help his friend… comrade… as if Itachi would need any help defeating her.

Itachi…Please Sasuke, Naruto, Kakashi… forgive me this… just this once forgive me this!

Itachi stared a bit provocatively at her, since her hesitation became clearer and clearer. Shaking her head once, Sakura eventually gathered the necessary courage.

"Lets strike a-a… a deal."

For the first time ever… Itachi was shocked straight to the bone. As was Sakura's teammates. Sasuke actually gaped, Naruto fell to the floor, and Kakashi, for once, was actually dumbfounded.

"What! Sakura! What are you-"

"I'm listening kunoichi," Itachi finally voiced, and interrupted Naruto. Sakura shyly let her gaze wander of to the ground, ignoring the reaction from her friends behind her, thought it wasn't that hard. Actually, it was pretty easy only needing to concentrate on him.

Sakura nodded, and bit her lip shortly, before choosing her words with care.

"You do… whatever you need to do… with me, and leave my comrades alone! All of them. It's strongly agreeable and benefiting for both parts! The only condition I have, is that you tell me everything about this… this seal!"

She was on dangerous ground. Daring to place any conditions without being sure how desperately he was in need for her.

Itachi glared at her. He could clearly see her fragile form tremble with fear, though the determination blazing in her jade eyes made him doubt, whether it was from fear or something else.

She was breathing hard, almost panting. He narrowed his eyes slightly, while never taking his cool gaze of her.

When he had… kissed her, only out of instinct, he had felt that strange power surging through her. It had somehow coaxed his chakra to… mingle with it, and create some odd electrifyingly flash of… something…

Itachi suppressed the growl from his chest. It annoyed him to no end. He just couldn't figure her out. The seal was made only with the intention of making an easy entrance to her thoughts, but it shouldn't do more than that. Was this an unknown side effect? Or had it something to do with the chakra slumbering within her. Did the seal awaken her full potential, her full chakra, when he got in close contact with her? When they shared… bodily closeness?

All he knew for sure, was the closer they got, by touches, the closer the bond between them would grow in strength, which meant, when he would be near her, the pain would soothe, and instead get… pleasant…

Fortunately, that fact benefited him. When she would acknowledge the pain would soothe in his presence, she would most likely try to be near him, since the antidote didn't give any pleasant throb.

It simply just killed the unpleasant one…

Yet…

It was so… confusing. Something was just plain wrong about her, when their presences mingled.

"It is a deal."

She hadn't much time to voice her relief, as the whiz of a razor-sharp kunai strode pass her left ear. With ease Itachi dodged it in one swift motion, and before Sakura could act upon anything, Itachi grabbed her and pulled her to him, her back against his warm chest…

This seemed familiar…

…only this time that pleasant throb was indicating its presence an entirely other place.

Suddenly Itachi and Kisame took of the ground, and towards the window. A gasp left her parted lips, and instinctively her fingers clutched the nearest steady material, which happened to be Itachi's cloak. As they slid out the window, and out into the brightness of the morning, she could do nothing but curl up in Itachi's grasp, and watch her comrades – her friends – stare in shock after her.

What the hell had she just agreed to? What the hell had she just suggested?

She had sold herself… to save them… but they would search for her now… and get in danger… and then Itachi would have to defend himself, when they would try to save her from him, and then he would kill them, breaking the deal…

But then, Itachi was a man of pride and honor. He wasn't the type to break a deal, or a promise.

However, how would he defend himself then? By using her as a shield? He had done before…

Closing her eyes, Sakura surrendered to the comfortable darkness, snuggling closer to the only source of warmth within reach….

(-)

Watching the two men sitting down at the table, completely oblivious to her presence, Sakura felt her eyes burn with rage. Hadn't they just agreed to the deal? Agreeing to a deal, meant the two persons were allies, or at least on the way to become, and then they treated her, like was she a spider on the wall.

Letting out an offended huff, she crossed her arms, and turned around in her search for something to sit on, though a sudden harsh grip at her arm prevented her from doing exactly so. With a gasp, she spun around to face Itachi. All of a sudden, she felt shorter than ever before. He hovered supremely above her, him being the dominant one and she being the victim of his wrath.

The warm rush, now slightly familiar to her, electrified her body, and much to her humiliation and shame, her knees buckled shortly, before she steadied them, as the stubborn person she was.

"What the hell is this- this thing you do to me? I know it's a cursed seal, but what the hell does it do? Why do I fell like this, when you… touch me?" she slowly trailed of, her courage suddenly lacking. In the background Kisame was watching with interest… pissing of Sakura in the process…

She had basically just confessed Itachi's touch did something to her, and being the innocent girly type, she felt her face flush. Itachi knew the fact she felt something, but to be honest… he had been nice to her. He hadn't touched her any places it was possible the seal could be activated from, so actually if this tingling sensation, he knew, she doubtlessly felt, was enough to fluster her so and intimidate her… then she would get a hard time later on.

With a shrug, he let go of her arm, and she stumbled a few steps backwards. A faint smirk tugged the corners of his lips, before it vanished.

God Sakura… this is a complete mess…And that shark-guy is just watching as if its amusing, Inner Sakura huffed exaggerated. Running a hand through her hair, and then rubbing her arms, Sakura found her body quivering from cold. Nervously she glanced at Itachi, and bit her lip. Then she hardened her posture and coughed, gaining the attention she wished.

"Uhm, could I perhaps… get a blanket or something?" she asked timidly in an attempt to act kindly, although all she got was blank looks.

"I mean… Its pretty cold, and I don't have that cloak-thingy, so…"

Once again all she received was arched brows and bored looks. Angrily she sighed.

"Could I just get a freaking blanket?"

Kisame readied himself to stand up, scaring the shit out of Sakura, but was temporarily stopped by Itachi with a simply glare from him. With a scowl Kisame sat down, and glared threateningly at Sakura.

"You better watch your mouth kunoichi. Itachi-san may have taken a liking to you, but it would be wise not to tempt fate."

Sakura suppressed the rage inside, and instead she let her gaze wander of to a blank spot on the wall, sadness suddenly overwhelming her. Biting her lip, she forced back the tears threatening to fall. She was done crying. She had never cried before. She stopped years ago, and she god damn could force this stupid sadness away. This was her wish. She had fucking agreed to it and if she backed out, she truly was weak. Listening to the hushed voices from Itachi and Kisame, she let her back lean against the wall, and hugged herself tightly, while she closed her eyes.

Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi… Please stay away… Just let me handle this on my own. I need to do this. Why is it you just can't let me develop? Why wont you let me wander on my own, create my own path to follow. Naruto…you have your way of a ninja… I never got the chance to create mine…

Eventually she opened her eyes, and stared directly into Itachi's eyes. She let out a startled gasp.

Wait… Did Kisame just leave?… Oh god fucking no!

"When the male that put the seal on you, comes in contact with a specific area of your body, he will be able to hear your thoughts," Itachi spoke in that deep and husky voice of his.

Sakura blinked frantically. She was too flustered to actually comprehend, he was answering her former question. Shit, if he got any closer, she would faint from dehydration. Not even the worst fever she had had, could compare to this kind of warmth heating up her blood and especially her flaming face.

She couldn't stop openly glaring at him in awe. He might be the evil one, but the evil ones didn't necessarily have to have deformed faces, with several scars marking the skin… which he definitely hadn't. Not that she minded scars. They only showed strength. Or at least she thought… since she had none…

Slowly she forced her mouth to speak, but all that came out was a gasp, as he choose that specific moment, to let his knees hit the floor, and let his palms rest against the wall on each side of her head.

His body was literally bent above hers.

Fuck… Okay, he is doing this because of that damn seal. He just said it had to be activated by the touch of the male that created it… fuck! He created it. That was why Kisame left. God, Sakura, what the hell do you do now?

"Whe-where is that spot?" she stuttered out hurriedly in her fear of Itachi starting to touch her, and let that warmth consume her fully. Itachi arched one brow, and though she had hoped her plan would work, it appeared it did not.

His one hand came to rest at her neck, and intertwine with her hair. Sakura cut of her yelp, as he roughly forced her head backwards, and made her body arch into his.

Wait! We're on the floor, and he's not wearing that cloak! When the hell did that-

Her thoughts was cut of, as she felt his other arm encircle her back, as it arched, and that one arm pulled her flush with the solid mass of muscle above her. A strangled sound, much like a throughout moan, penetrated her silent exterior.

"There is no common place," he mouthed in a hushed voice. Sakura felt her body shake, and the sensation in her thigh was on the verge to be actually painful. Afraid that his mouth would start doing otherwise than talking, she blurted out random question, which she would without doubt forget afterwards.

"Any male can make it?"

She felt him chuckle, and found her eyes closing themselves much to her annoyance.

"No, the ability comes with the bloodline's supremacy!"

All the while he spoke, he inched closer to her, until she could feel his calm breathing on her damp skin, and before Sakura could ask another random question, he decided to take out the heavy armory.

His lips on her damp skin.

Tantalizingly his warm lips brushed the skin on her neck in a light caress, and then, as if tempted by the softness of smoothness of her moist flesh, the light slide of his lips developed to a firmer pressure melting against her skin like wax in a flame.

His hand was still at her neck and forced her head to arch backwards and exposing her slender throat. A chance Itachi unfortunately discovered, as he let his now moist lips slide across her throat, and up to her ear, where he nibbled on the sore skin, as was he testing candy-flavored flesh.

The large hand on her neck tugged her dress. Their bodies fit perfectly together, as her mouth parted and a muffled mewl slid pass her lips, followed by the arch of her spine. His body was grinding sensually up against hers and left her skin fevered and damp. She was dizzy. Her head spun and the warmth made her pant heavily. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her pulse was erratic and rapid.

Oddly enough, Itachi had that same thing in mind, as he let go of her sore earlobe and found her erratic pulse. A smirk crossed his lips and he lightly kissed the pounding skin, before attaching his lips firmly to the skin, his teeth creating pulsating red marks on her soft skin.

Suddenly Sakura's eyes snapped open. What was she doing? She was… actually letting him do… this

"No- no, Itachi, let fucking go of me", she shrieked in a breathless voice, though she lay limp in his grasp. Itachi relentlessly kept on tasting her skin, and tugging at her dress, his muscled body creating friction against her petite one. Her dress had inched further up her leg, and was exposing a good amount of highly sensitive skin.

With a low chuckle, Itachi pushed her legs apart with his knee to get better access to her. Then he removed the arm from her back, and she fell back against the floor. Itachi steadied himself with his elbows on the ground, and his lithe body covering hers like a second layer of skin.

"Do you feel this?" he asked in a husky voice.

Sakura squirmed at the contact of their warm and sweaty bodies, and her eyes widened. Embarrassed she covered her chest with her arms, and made Itachi let out a snort. Leaning his weight on his left arm, his right hand slid up to brush temptingly against the flesh of her throat.

"Where is it strongest?" he asked once again.

"Where is what strongest?" Sakura hissed, but instantly hushed herself, as his hands encircled her throat, and threatened to cut of air. Inching down Itachi bit her jaw, hard enough to draw a small amount of blood, which he licked away with sensual swipes of his tongue. Mindless whimpers left Sakura's dry mouth.

"You wished this deal kunoichi. I advise you to cooperate, or else it will crumble," he muttered against her jaw, just as his hand resumed to caress her throat, only this time moving dangerously close to the swell of her breasts.

"…my thigh," she whispered in surrender. Itachi smirked and kissed her jaw.

"That will do for now", he suddenly stated in a plain and firm voice, and before Sakura could comprehend what was happening, his body left hers in one swift motion. She glared in total confusion, as he watched her ravished form blankly, before turning around and leaving into the room - where Kisame went - without a single word to her.

The door closed, and left Sakura speechless.

Did he just… manipulate with me… And I… let him do it!

Sakura you idiot. You're not a whore, so quit acting like one. Next time kick him right in the groin, Inner Sakura reasoned in her head.

Sakura sighed. She should do, the only problem was, they had made a deal…

…and besides…

…she couldn't.

A/N: DAMN, this chapter practically blurted out of me. I was typing so fast my fingers hurt. All those sentences in my head just came out to quickly to write down in any sensible order.

And okay, I just had to put them together now. I know it's early, but I had a hard time making scenes with the two of them (which I'm sure you want me to) when they weren't stuck the same place, and I didn't want to make Itachi a stalker…though the idea could be fun!

Anyway, if you want to just ask me any question you have!

Review responses:

SatuAka: Yep, it was short, and sorry to disappoint you there, but this one was short too! Anyway, reviews give me inspiration and motivation, so thanks that you bothered to review. Lesser and lesser people do that nowadays. They just think others do it… Okay, I'm not exactly good at reviewing too, so I'm kinda one of "the bad guys" but nah, I think I'll learn to remember it a some point! Heh…

Kaitou angel: I sense that you like my fic! Heh, just kidding, apparently you're one of my most eager reviewers, and I just got soooo happy reading your review! And… if you want me to read your fic, I'll gladly do, and if you don't… TOO BAD, I'M STILL GOING TO! )

XUchihaSerenaX Glad you like me story… I liked your review, so we're even now! Thanks by the way…

jennjennr: I'm relieved you say it kept him in character. I was afraid of that one thing. Its hard to make Itachi like this, and still keep him in character. I constantly have to have in mind he's not a gentle person unless its required, so I can't make him kiss her without reason. Without a very good reason! It's hard.

Did I create drama? Whoa, I never thought I could do that!

Oh, and thanks for pointing out mistakes! I can always improve!

Glad you like the plot. It just came to me, since I thought Sakura would never really like Itachi for real (though it can still change in my world) but then her emotions could perhaps change, if she was under some spell/seal…and then Sasuke's cursed seal came to my mind, and I created this one!

Then I just had to make it have sense, and making her the target for information, it would just fit so well, since Naruto like Sakura and Itachi wants Kyubi.

Okay, I'm gonna quit writing now… I've written much… Heh… The last thing: VERY MUCH THANKS!

Soph: Oh, you make me blush... It's not that good. Is it? Anyway, I'm relieved the kiss and the line fit the story…I just wouldn't make the story too romantic and such, because that's just not Itachi-style! At least not in my opinion.

sillymail: Thankies!… weird word… )

Ivory Black aka Torri-Chiob... Woot(ing) me are we? Heh, thanks for the woot!

miaka54321: Oh, well then I'm glad you read it… I take it you like it or what?

Midnight-Miko66: Updating soon…. Updating soon…I Guess, I just have! You're the second one liking my plot. Thanks! I spent a hard time figuring it out into last detail. I should fit. Good stories have to have a tangled plot! Heh.. Itasaku? It would seem its going to be!

Firefox: Wow, that was a complimenting review… I'm honoured you like it that much! I made your heart beat? Wow, the first time ever I've done that to someone!Glad you liked the kiss-scene. It was hard to make and keep it in Itachi-style, but eventually it did work out for me… Or at least I hope it did… Did it?

PowerfulMind:…Okay, I say it now: I dislike Sasuke at the moment. Don't know why. Usually I like him, but… That's why I'm pretty mean to him.

Cruel to play with a woman's emotion… INDEED IT IS! FINALLY SOMEBODY UNDERSTAND ME!

THANKS TO YOU ALL!

Anyway, please review out there

-Frozzy