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The room was really dark. She hadn't turned on the lights for fear of someone noticing her. It would be troublesome if someone found out. He'd asked her to make sure no one saw her.

"Go to my room now. When you're down the hall, make a left; it's the third door on the right. And make sure you don't get seen."

His teeth had grazed her earlobe when he had said this.

So here she was, standing in the darkness; her back pressed against the door so she would be able to hear his approaching footsteps. Soon enough, she heard him approach the door and quickly stepped back.

Itachi's eyes widened slightly in surprise, he hadn't expected the flashes of bright green when he opened the door.

Stepping into the dark room, he closed the door and felt for the switch to the light. The switch flipped with a soft click and he saw Sakura blink rapidly; trying to adjust her eyes to the sudden change in the lighting.

Itachi started towards the bed and Sakura followed. Itachi's room was as big as his brother's. He seemed to have more possessions than his brother, though. A small picture frame hung on the wall – it was one of him and Sasuke when they were younger. Itachi, who had his arm around his younger brother, looked about thirteen, while Sasuke, who was smiling broadly, looked about five. Sakura stared at his face for a moment. He still had the same features- same pale skin, same charcoal black eyes, though they looked brighter and happier, same chicken-butt hair… Sakura stifled a giggle. Turning back, she saw Itachi looking at her, his head slightly cocked to the slightly to the side, an odd expression on his face.

"Are you coming?" he asked.

She nodded quickly and walked up to him.

"So," he said, sitting down on the edge of his bed, "what did you want again?"

Sakura was still standing up. "My duffel bag."

"Aah." He stood up then, and bent down, reaching under the bed. He pulled out a rather tattered looking green duffel bag. Sakura's eyes lit up the moment she caught sight of the worn-out material. He handed it over to her and she took it, resting it on his bed and digging around with her hand - rather anxiously, Itachi noted. Finally she took out a box. It was made from ivory, as far as he could tell, and dozens of Sakura flowers were carved into it. He heard Sakura let out a sigh of relief.

"So, what is it?" Itachi asked.

Sakura looked up at him and smiled. "A gift," she said, before opening the lid of the box. She took out the pearl necklace. Itachi's eyes widened considerably. For him, that is.

"So that's what you were hiding," he smirked. Sakura smiled back sheepishly. Undoing the clasp of the necklace she put it around her neck and re-fastened it. The pearl rested in the hollow of her neck perfectly. She lifted up one hand to brush her fingers lightly over its cool, smooth surface. She had taken it off while travelling so she would not attract any unwanted attention from burglars and also so she wouldn't lose or damage it. She had felt strangely bare without the pearl on; having it around her neck just felt right. Whether it was the calming cool of the pearl on her skin that made her feel that way, or just the way it was like an assurance to herself that she was not completely forgotten by her grandparents, she couldn't decide. But either way, it felt right.

Itachi watched her gently stroke the pearl, lost in her own thoughts. It was a pretty thing, the pearl. And it looked prettier on her, he thought. The pale of her skin and the darkness of the pearl contrasted beautifully.

The pearl itself looked strangely familiar to Itachi. A sudden memory of a tall raven-haired woman rushed into his mind.

"Itachi-chan! You're so grown up!" The woman had patted his head. "Obaa-san, who is that woman?" he had asked his grandmother. "Ah, she is my sister, your grand-aunt," she had replied with a smile. He nodded, his eyes fixed on the round, smooth black marble on her neck…

Itachi looked up curiously at Sakura. "That… pearl… I've seen it somewhere. But I can't remember where."

"Oh," was Sakura's reply. She looked up at him and cocked her head to the side. "Maybe…"

"What is it?"

"Well… It's kind of a secret." She smiled impishly.

"Oh, won't you tell me? Is it about why you came here?" He moved closer to her.

"No… I told you why I came here on the first day."

"You mean you were telling the truth when you talked about your father? I'd always figured it was just some made up story to get a job here."

"No! I was not lying! How could anyone lie about something like that?" Sakura fumed.

Itachi smirked. Guess he'd hit a nerve when he mentioned her father.

"Okay, putting that aside, what about this secret again?" he said, trying to distract her from her anger.

Sakura's emerald eyes lit up almost instantly, a mischievous glint in them. "You really want to know?" she asked, stepping closer to him. Now they were only inches apart.

Itachi nodded.

"Okay," she said, smiling. She looked around, making sure that no one was watching. Not that there was anybody in the room. Itachi couldn't help the small smile that grew on his lips. She beckoned him with one finger, all serious. He complied, and bent down towards her, so that her lips were at his ear. He heard her take a breath.

"My grandmother…. She…. She was a-"

She was interrupted when the door was flung open. She reacted so fast by spinning her head to see who it was, she lost her balance and was left hurtling down….

Right into Itachi.

Her lips somehow crashed on his and she could see his onyx eyes widen the most she had ever seen. Her face was… on fire. Of all times to be clumsy, why now? She silently cursed as Itachi's head hit the floorboards and she landed right on top of him, their lips till connected.

Sakura slowly moved off Itachi and struggled to her feet, her face several shades darker than her hair.

She turned to the door to see a glaring Sasuke.

Sasuke just stood there, glaring, unsure of what to do. Maybe... she was trying to... rape his brother?

He felt angry. So very angry.

He knew something was up when Itachi left the dining table minutes after Sakura. So he had followed his brother. He needed to know what was going on. He needed to know what it was that his brother had told his maid. And what his maid had to do with his brother at all.

So, this was it?

Itachi, with his maid?

There it was again. That pang, laced with a disgust so strong it made him want to puke.

He watched as Sakura got to her feet, her face flushed and her lips slightly puffy, giving her a pouty look. Her hair was in total disarray; the dark pink locks were all over her face. Her eyes, so green, were wide open. Bulging, in fact. She looked like she was in shock. She looked like a mess.

…She looked beautiful.

Sasuke didn't know what got over him at that moment, because he strode into the room and grabbed hold of her thin wrist and stalked back out, his maid in tow.

He had always been possessive of what was his.

And this certain possession was in need of a good punishment.

Itachi was still on the floor, his eyes wide open. Slowly, slowly, he got to his feet, and brushed down his pants. He walked to his bed, where her tattered bag lay. It was green.

As green as her eyes.

He touched two fingers to his lips and smiled, a small, tiny smile.

A/N: HAHA, my recent chapters have had a touch of ItakSaku just to... SPICE things up, you could say. XD Anyway, so this chapter: Sakura almost spilled the beans about her secret, kissed Itachi, and pissed Sasuke off. Great job, Sakura! Anyway, next chapter.. Sasuke's 'PUNISHMENT'. ooooohh~ So keep reading, and reviews are VERY MUCH appreciated! you guys have no idea how happy i am to get those things *tears up*. HAHA ^/_\^

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