A knock interrupted Sakura's concentration. She ignored it and continued healing a small boy's broken ankle.
He was small and skinny, his ribs were clearly visible. Only tattered trousers clothed him. With his hazel eyes he watch Little Red Riding Hood with admiration.
He had know idea.
As the knocking continued, the pinkette's patience withered and soon, dissolved. Not that it took very long.
"Excuse me," she exclaimed to her patient as sweetly as possible. Sakura scurried to the door. She cracked open the wooden door, only to see Sai.
Sakura promptly shut the door. No way in hell was she going to deal with him again.
But then, the knocking restarted.
"Sakura, just answer the door, damn it!" Tsunade yelled. She was attempting to concentrate on her patient.
The emerald eyed girl groaned. She reopened the door.
"You look like you don't want to see me," the pale teen said. There was no emotion. Sai was an enigma to the girl as she was to him.
She closed the door behind herself. "What?"
"Have you changed your mind?"
Shaking her head she muttered, "No."
"That's too bad," Sai said, emotionless as always. The corners of his mouth bent upwards. A fake smile.
"Why do you smile like that?"
"Like what?" he asked. His voice seemed a little sweet but his facial expressions looked like a mask. "This is how my book told me people smiled when trying to impress-"
"Your book?"
"Yes, Sakura-san. My book."
She felt pity for him.
Sai was rich. Food on the table was always guaranteed, he always wore the latest fashions and servants bowed to his feet, waiting for their commands, but he never had a friend.
That was all he needed, a friend. Little Red Riding Hood saw this.
"Meet me at the well tomorrow," Sakura said. Immediatly, she went back inside.
She wasn't leading him on was she?
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Itachi never liked working in the shop. He was the one who always helped his mother keep tidy and do chores. His best friend, Shisui, called him names because of it, but the aloof teen always just shook it off. He wasn't the type to care about what other people think.
Itachi loves his brother. This is what's important. Itachi would've done anything for his brother. Even die.
Itachi was fixing Sasuke's pillows when he felt something out of place. It was metal, not something that should be in your pillow.
He was never one to pry, but this was interesting. Carefully, Itachi pulled it out.
It was the dagger, the one Sasuke stole two nights ago. Remember?
"Remember your reasons..." he read. "... what the hell is this crap?" The jewels had to be fake. Sasuke doesn't use daggers, he uses arrows.
"Put it back, it's not yours."
It was his younger brother.
"Where the hell did you get this?" Itachi asked.
"None of your buisness," Sasuke said curtly. He snatched the dagger from his brother's hands.
It clicked.
"You're Robin Hood."
Everything stopped. Sasuke's eyes widened.
"That's ridiculous."
"No, it's not," Itachi pestered. "Who's it for?"
"What?"
"That's not from our shop," Itachi calculated. "No one in our family uses daggers. Who's it for?"
"Like I said before," Sasuke said, defeated. "It's none of your business."
"It's for Haruno isn't it." Itachi was right of course. He always was.
"Robin Hood and Little Red," Itachi teased. "How cute."
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