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The Third Hour: Colour
The monochromatic scale was really starting to get to her.
"Don't you think it would be great if my blood actually looked like blood?" she said as he pulled out a katana from who knows where.
"Does it not resemble blood at the moment?" he asked with the slightest raise in tone (so slight that if they weren't secluded in a genjutsu, she would not be able to hear).
She glanced at the white liquid dripping from her wrist to the ground. "No, it looks like white paint."
He looked at her, then at the colourless liquid pooling at the base of the stake.
In a blink of an eye, the blood turned red. However, that wasn't the only thing that regained colour. Their bodies had too. "What's this for?" she asked, eyeing her rosy locks from her peripheral vision.
"Special service."
The Fourth Hour: Natural
"Your hair is a strange colour," he said as he checked the tip of the katana, testing its precision. When he was done examining the blade, he turned his attention to her, or more specifically her hair.
"It's natural," she explained briefly. She kind of liked how they were having a normal conversation in this twisted illusion. It showed that, apart from his mass-murdering persona, Itachi did have another side to him. Smirking, she decided to test her luck. "Do you like it?"
He looked at her from head to toe. She didn't know why; she had only asked about her hair.
Then, with a discreet smirk of his own, "I do."
The Fifth Hour: Date I
"This is almost like a date," she suddenly said, temporarily stopping him from executing the first affliction, though she had said it so casually that Itachi couldn't find it in him to take her seriously.
"How so?" he questioned, blade caught in midair.
"Well, we're the only two people here, and we're going to spend 'three days' together. It's like an overnight date or something," she explained as if it was the most logical thing in the world. "You know, where the two lovers go to a hotel and do their stuff?"
He was amused. How this girl managed to turn a genjutsu used for torturing into a date was a wonder on his part, but that was what made her just a tad bit more interesting than all his other victims.
Smirking a little, he said, "You can think however you'd like."
The next moment, he stabbed her.
The Sixth Hour: Name
It wasn't a deep stab at all, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. She struggled to keep her demeanor because, as the teachers once taught her, a loss in stability is a weakness, and she did not want to show any weaknesses, especially not in front of him.
"Is it painful, kunoichi?"
She scrunched her nose at that. "I have a name, you know."
"I know," he replied simply.
"I bet you don't know what my name is though," she challenged, a smug smirk playing on her lips.
"Oh? And why is that?"
"'Cause you're a missing nin who's only interested in your brother. Who cares about little old me, right?"
Oh, he was enjoying this. A lot. "I wonder if that's true."
"I bet it's true."
"What exactly do you bet?"
"You can stab me if I'm wrong." She looked so confident that he couldn't help but smirk.
"You are a jounin level kunoichi from Konohagakura. You trained under the Copy ninja Kakashi as well as one of the legendary Sannin, Tsunade-sama. Although believed to only possess intelligence as a genin, you quickly surprised the people around you when you emerged as a second Tsunade-sama, at times even surpassing your shishou in certain fields. Your control with chakra is phenomenal, allowing you to wield medical techniques and break the ground with ease." He paused for dramatic effect. "And your name is Haruno Sakura."
If her silent gasp wasn't enough, the blush fanning across her cheeks was.
"I win," he murmured as he prodded her right arm lightly with the blade, piercing the skin gently.
The Seventh Hour: Relaxing
"You sure are taking this slow," Sakura noticed.
"Whatever do you mean, Sakura?" he said, adding emphasis to her name. She didn't miss how he hadn't used any honorifics to address her, much like she hadn't towards him.
"Kakashi-sensei told me that you had stabbed him without stopping," she spoke slowly, as if unsure whether to pursue this topic or not.
"Would you like me to do that?"
Her answer was quick. "Honestly, no."
He didn't seem fazed by her response "Then I will not."
"But why?"
The curiosity on her face told him she was expecting more than a half-hearted reply. So he faced her honestly, which was rare to the Uchiha. After all, the man was always shrouded by lies.
"Because...I enjoy spending my time with you. It is rather…relaxing."
A/N: A few of you have been saying that the chapters really are too short, so I've decided to cram a few stories into one update. Thank you for telling me though! I really appreciate the feedback! So from now on, each chapter will be the length of five of the original chapters. Daily updates are going to be unlikely, but it'll be balanced out by the longer chapters! Thank you so much for reading! I'll be looking forward to reviews!