You Give Me Butterflies

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This is an ItaSaku chapter, requested by Tentenperson-kshikamarugal. 8D
I adore writing ItaSaku, so I hope you enjoy this. (:

Yes, I'll do OCs.
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I'd like some detail on the clothing, personality, and history part of the list, so that I know about the
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Any Special Ablities?(Demons, clan kekkaigenkai, etc.)
Possible Plot/Idea For Oneshot?(holiday, anniversary, breakup&makeup, get together, first kiss, proposal, wedding day, wedding night, pregnancy, etc.)

--Crimsonnight

DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN NARUTO!


ItaSaku:

Mine

"Kisame, what is the meaning of this!?" the all-too-familiar voice of everyone's favorite rosette kunoichi of the leaf village. At the moment, she stood in the hallway with a hand upon each of her hips, staring up at Kisame with her eyes narrowed at the large, blue, shark-like man who held a black dress in her face. She had to say that the dress was sincerely dazzling, and her mind began to wander even further when she imagined herself wearing the gorgeous peice of clothing. It had a split straight down the right hip and was quite short, maybe falling to about her knees one she had it on. It was decorated with little beaded lillies all over the place, and the sleeve only covered one of her shoulders. It was dazzling.

"Itachi told me to give this to you and told you to meet him outside in an hour," Kisame sighed, the tone of his voice quite irritable. Really, the last thing that he wanted to be doing right now was to be standing in the middle of the Akatsuki base holding a dress up for his partner's girlfriend.

"Fine, hand it over," Sakura demanded, holding out her arm so that the large blue man could lay the dress across it. Kisame did so quite happily, and turned without another word to her.

The rosette took a moment to examine the dress across her arm for a moment, running her finger down the delicate beading in it. Her skin looked strikingly pale as she moved down across the skirt, slipping her hand around the split in the hip. Okay, she had to admit that the Uchiha had good taste.

Feeling slightly giddy by now, she turned and headed right towards the room that she shared with her...extremely unexpected boyfriend for the last four years. At the beginning, their relationship had been extremely hard for both of them, seeing as it had been secret for the first year or so. Itachi would sneak over to Konoha and see Sakura whenever he could, and times like that were very rare. It was even pretty strange as to how their relationship had come to be.

See, Sakura had been seventeen at that time, out on a mission with Naruto and Sai. In a storm, she had been separated from the group and ended up wandering straight into Itachi and Kisame. Six months the three of them had been lost together, and she and Itachi had been in love ever since. It was so strange at times, to see him let his guard down and just watch the way that he loved her, but in the same way, it was just a magical experience. She cherished every minute that she was able to spend within his arms, even now when they were able to see one another any minute of the day that they wanted to. There was just something about his love that kept her begging for more.

Which was exactly why she had left the Leaf Village, for him. After talking about it privately with Tsunade and begging the Hokage that she knew exactly what she was doing with her life, she had been permitted to leave and live with Itachi here at the Akatsuki base. She had told everyone that mattered that she knew what she was doing and not to worry about her, and of course she had been right.

Of course, she didn't have a free ride here at the Akatsuki either. She was working as their medical nin, as well as going out on missions when she was allowed to. It was always nice to get out and do something productive once and awhile. Sure, she was with an evil organization and all of that, and most of the time she didn't agree with half of the missions that its members were sent out on, but whatever.

Finally making it down the long stretch of hallway to her and Itachi's room, she placed her hand on the doorknob and opened it slowly. The thought that he might be in there waiting for her always made her excited, but right now she knew that he ahd probably disappeared for awhile, as he tended to do at times.

Sakura shut the door behind her before she made her way in and quickly changed into that stunning dress. The kunoichi was quick with her steps towards the vanity to admire her reflection. Okay, she had to admit it, the dress fit her like magic. Luckily she had on one of those strapless bras, so she didn't have to worry about her bra strap showing too much on the side where the sleeve was missing. She was slow in her turns around in front of the mirror, looking at the way the dress hugged her body and the way that the split in her hip fell nicely down one of her toned legs. It wasn't often for her to have a huge ego, but in this dress...okay, yeah, it was pretty large.

So now she went right to doing her hair. Now that she was twenty-one, the bubbly pink locks had grown out again, straight down to come to a peak beneath her shoulder blades. After fighting within herself for what she was going to do with it, she finally decided on leaving a few strands down in the front and doing a small ponytail like thing in the back with a few long black pins. Yeah, that would look cute.

She didn't bother with putting on make up, she only saved that for occasions when she really needed it, and she knew that Itachi thought she looked fine without it. The last aspect that she added were a set of fancy sandles with small heels on her feet to complete the outfit. She twirled around a couple more times in the mirror, looking at her reflection from every angle.

Now this...this was when she was beginning to get excited. Her heart raced quickly in her chest, and she began to get butterflies in her stomach. Why, she had no clue. She had been out with Itachi before, there was no reason that this time should be different. There was just something inside of her that told her this night was going to be insanely special. Maybe it was the dress, maybe it was just her mind going wild for no reason.

Sakura's eyes flashed to look towards the window at the setting sun, sucking in a breath as she switched off the light and left the room, making a bee-line straight outside. She may be a little early, but she didn't care. Maybe being early was a good thing, or maybe she would just get some time to hang out there and think until Itachi decided to come find her. There were really quite a few things going through her head on what was going to happen tonight. She really wasn't sure what surprise the Uchiha was going to pull on her tonight. Maybe it was just a romantic dinner that he had planned outside, or maybe it was something important.

And so here she waited. Moving forward, she rested one of her hands upon the tree, she sucked in a breath, letting it out with a light sigh. Her nerves were getting to her, they really were. She was getting those nervous, excited jitters absolutely everywhere.

"Look what we have here..." the familiar monotonous voice sent shivers down her spine. She leaned back as she felt an arm slip around her waist, and wasn't surprised when her shoulders fell back against a toned chest.

"Itachi..." Sakura sighed breathlessly as she leaned up and let her lips gently move against his, one of her arms reaching up to move around his neck. Backwards, of course. Yes,it was a bit awkward to do, but Sakura had managed. She was too eager to taste Itachi's lips to do anything else at the moment. When he pulled away quite abruptly, though, that's when she felt a slight pang in her heart. "What the hell was that for?"

"Just be patient, kunoichi," Itachi responded, offering her his hand.

"Where are we going?" she asked, placing her smaller, smoother palm against his more rough, callused one.

"Like I said, just be patient."

Sakura scowled, although she said nothing else. After four years of living with this guy, the kunoichi had figured out that if she didn't get an answer within the first few tries, she wasn't going to get one. So instead of talking, she took the time to admire the way that Itachi was dressed tonight. It was quite unusual in her eyes, more like very unusual.

It wasn't every day that you were able to see Itachi Uchiha dressed in black slacks, a red dress shirt and a suit jacket, now was it? Sakura had never even seen him like this before, and that was saying something in many ways. See, she had seen him in about everything there was to see a person in. His regular clothes, pajamas, comfortable clothes...no clothes...yeah, she had seen it all, and in turn she knew that he had seen her in just about everything you could see a person in. She couldn't say that he didn't look extremely handsome, because he really truly did.

After a silent half-hour trek through the woods, Itachi stopped which in turn made Sakura stop at his side. The scene in front of her made her cheeks turn a light rosy pink, her lips curling into a delighted smile.

"Itachi, it's beautiful!" she exclaimed. In front of her was one of the blankets off of their bed smoothed out on the ground with a large candle right in the center of it, surrounded by smaller candles on each of the corners of the blanket. Right beside the large candle in the middle sat two glasses and a bottle of whine. Okay, she had to admit that this was well worth the wait. The sun setting all around them just improved the scene even more than it already was. A small squeak left Sakura's lips as she felt strong arms come up from underneath her, picking her up and setting her down on the blanket, curling her ls up at her side once she felt the ground beneath her again.

"I had a feeling you would like this," he said, sitting down beside her and pouring them each a glass of whine, handing Sakura her own.

"It reminds me of...the first time that we snuck away from Konoha together. Minus the whine and the candles of course," she said, taking a sip of her whine and leaning her body lightly against her lover's at her side.

"That's what I was going for."

"Any special reason?" Sakura asked, turning her eyes up to him with a smirk.

"You need to be patient again."

"But Itachi-kun..."

"Patience."

"Ugh!"

And so then Itachi leaned in and pressed his lips against hers in a quick, full-blown kiss. If there was one thing that he had learned over the four years of living with Sakura, one of the only ways to shut her up when she was pestering him about something like that was to kiss her and kiss her hard. So that was what he did. As usual, such a kiss as that lasted quite awhile. The first thing he knew was that his tongue had taken over dominance inside of Sakura's mouth, and the next moment he was beneath her on the blanket with her knees clinging to his hips. Well she was certainly eager now, wasn't she?

Well let her be eager, because Itachi was doing nothing for awhile. She still had to learn to be patient. Even though her hands running down his chest made his skin tingle and the movement of her hips against his as she sat on top of him began to turn him on slightly, he resisted every temptation that began to rise in his mind.

"Tell me," Sakura panted after she had pulled away, a demanding look on her face.

"If I tell you now, you're going to wish that you waited," he responded easily.

"What can you possibly tell me that I wouldn't want to know right this second?" she asked.

"All right, you asked for it," Itachi said, sitting up and easily sliding out from underneath his spirited girlfriend. He grabbed her hand and stood her up, wanting to do things traditionally. Fishing in his pocket for the small velvet box, the Uchiha sank down on one knee and grabbed Sakura's soft, pale hand. In his other hand he held the box and flipped it open. "Sakura, my Sakura. I am truly, deeply, and forever will be," at this he paused and kissed the hand that he held within his own, "in love with you. Will you marry me?"

The look on Sakura's face was completely priceless as she shouted the word 'Yes' at the top of her lungs. She leapt onto him as he stood up, kissing him sweetly and passionately. Itachi slid the ring onto her finger, wrapping his arms around her.

"Now the next time that I tell you to be patient, I hope you've learned to do so..."


There you go! :3