Non massacre Itachi and Sakura
Btw I forgot last chapter, I was going to say something about edamame… but I forget. Oh well : )
Please enjoy!
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Chapter 7
Sakura hummed as she got out of the shower before work in the morning. Tomorrow was her date with Itachi and she walked out with a towel wrapped around her body. She ran a comb through her wet hair, trying in vain to get the knots out of it before it dried.
The phone rang. Sakura groaned as she picked it up. "Hi, this is Sakura," she said.
"Sakura, dearie! It's Emi," Sakura heard over the phone.
"Hi Emi, how are you?" Sakura asked happily.
"I'm good. Sakura, can I ask you a favor?" Emi said.
"Sure," Sakura said.
"Well, It's just that I need someone to work tomorrow night," Emi said.
"Oh, Emi," Sakura said. "I'm going on a date tomorrow, I don't think…."
"Please dear," Emi begged. "I really need you!"
"Emi…." Sakura began.
"Please Sakura! I had three girls call out, and I need you!" Emi begged her.
Sakura sighed. "Emi, you owe me big time," she grumbled.
"Thank you Sakura!" Emi said happily. "I'll make up for it, I promise!"
"Yeah, yeah," Sakura grumbled as she hung up the phone.
She sighed and dialed the number Itachi gave her. Sakura sighed, a guilty feeling in her stomach as she waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?" a woman's voice asked.
"Hi, can I speak to Itachi?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, of course. One moment," the voice said. Sakura heard some talking in the background for a few seconds.
"Hello?" came Itachi's silky voice over the phone.
"Hi, Itachi? This is Sakura," she said.
"Sakura, what do you need?" he asked, going straight to the point. Sakura smiled, she sensed a bit of hesitation and worry in his voice.
"Oh Itachi! I am so sorry!" Sakura said. "Emi needs me to work on Friday at her shop, can we switch out date to next week?" she asked quickly.
Sakura heard silence over the phone. "That is fine." He said. Sakura breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Itachi!" Sakura said gratefully. "You don't know how much I appreciate this!"
"It's no problem," he said.
"I promise I won't cancel on you next week!" Sakura said happily.
"You'd better not," came a drawling voice over the phone.
"I promise!" Sakura said. "Thank you!"
"Do you want to train on Saturday?" he asked her.
"I'm training with Sasuke and Naruto," Sakura said. "But we can continue on Monday."
"Of course," Itachi said. "Have a good night Sakura."
"By Itachi! And thanks!" Sakura said as she hung up.
/
Sakura sighed as she ran back to get her customer's tea order. It was only her and Emi serving the whole store, and Sakura had just worked a full week at the hospital, not to mention training with Itachi. She looked at the clock and realized that it was still an hour until the store closed.
She served the crotchety old woman her tea and returned to the kitchen. Haru smiled as Sakura walked in the doors, and handed her a serving of mitarashi dango. "Eat up Saku, we still have another hour to go," he said as he smiled at her.
Sakura flopped down onto the chair in the cluttered kitchen, groaning. "I cannot believe I cancelled my date with Itachi for this," she said as she popped the dango into her mouth
"So an Uchiha, huh?" Haru asked as he wiped his hands on the apron around his waist. "They are the ones with the stick up all of their asses, right?"
Sakura laughed. "Yeah, that's them. Itachi is a lot nicer, though. The stick isn't too far up there just yet," she said.
Haru smiled. "Good luck to you Saku. Hey, any guy would be lucky to date you," he said.
Sakura smiled. "Thanks Haru. It's good to know you guys care," she said.
"Hey, of course we care! We all love you Saku!" Haru said.
"Aww thanks," Sakura said.
Haru looked out the window from the kitchen to the restaurant. "It's thinning out now. Just the old lady and the Hyuga clan leader," he said.
"Why is he here?" Sakura asked.
"Oh, you didn't hear? He came in after you got stuck in Iwa, and apparently he has a crush on Emi," Haru said.
"But Emi is married," Sakura said.
"Yeah, but he still comes in. And so does that weird guy in the green jumpsuit, the older one," Haru said. "They both like Emi."
"I feel sorry for them," Sakura said. "Emi will chew them up and spit them back out. She's tough as nails, definitely too tough for either one of them."
"Yeah, I have a hard time seeing the Hyuga clan bullying her around," Haru said.
"Knowing her, she'll bully them," Sakura said with a smile.
Haru laughed. "Hey, she didn't get famous for nothing," he said.
Sakura smiled. "So how's your training going?" she asked. Haru was Emi's apprentice.
"Emi is teaching me some of her sword technique," he said. "It's fascinating. Most of her jutsus she invented or learned as she travelled when she was an ANBU. She's a great sensei. How are you doing training?" he asked her
"Good," Sakura said. "Naruto and Sasuke don't have time to train with me, so they stopped inviting me to train. Itachi and I have been training for the last few weeks together. He is amazing Haru, his jutsus are so fast and his speed is incredible!" she said.
"Wow, that's nice of him," Haru said.
"Yeah, I was surprised, but we kind of got to know each other when we were in Iwa. I guess he still wants to spend time with me," Sakura said.
"That's sweet of him," Haru said. "So what are we going to do about the Spring Festival?" he asked her, his voice serious.
Sakura sighed. "Oh I don't know Haru," Sakura said, her voice desperate. "Danzo is being difficult, and if I go before the Council on this, they will side with Danzo for sure."
"Why does he have a problem with our festival this year? He has never had a problem before," Haru said.
"Haru, Danzo has been trying to kick the refugees out of Konoha for years. He's slowly been limiting our rights here, and this is the icing on the cake. This is the most important festival of the year for our clan, and we can't even have it!" Sakura said.
Haru sighed. "And it's not like we can go anywhere, this is the only place we are relatively safe in. So why can't we have it outside the Village?" he asked her.
"I don't know," Sakura sighed. "Danzo wants to pass a law to ban refugee festivals now. I heard from Ino, he's trying to pass it under another law, so the elders are not aware of it."
"Oh man, I hope they don't pass that," Haru said.
Emi poked her head in the kitchen. "Hey Sakura, all the customers are gone, so I'm going to close down for the night. Help me clean up then you are welcome to go home, kay?" she said.
"Sure Emi," Sakura said as she grabbed a towel from the sink behind her. Sakura pushed open the door to the kitchen and found an empty tea shop in front of her. She smiled as she sighed and walked over to the nearest table.
She began to wipe down the tables as she hummed to herself. She looked up as the bell to the shop rung.
Her mouth dropped open in surprise to see Itachi standing there.
He walked over to her, a smirk on his face. He held up a bag of takeout food.
"You are amazing!" Sakura said as she smiled at him. "I'm sorry I had to cancel on you," she said.
"Oh! Sakura, why didn't you tell me you had someone meeting you here?" Emi said as she came out of the kitchen.
"Sorry Emi…" Sakura began to explain.
"Oh dear, it's fine. Anyways, go home Sakura. I'll take care of everything here," Emi said with a smile. "And thank you again for all your help tonight!"
"Are you sure?" Sakura asked.
"Positive," Emi said.
"Okay," Sakura said happily. She looped her arm with Itachi's and pulled him towards the door of the store.
The two of them walked down the streets of Konoha, arm and arm. "How are you?" he asked her.
"Famished," Sakura said. "And tired."
"Let me take you home," he offered.
"Sure," Sakura said. "I am so sorry to cancel on you Itachi," she said.
"It is fine. Your family needed you," he said.
"I can't believe you brought me dinner," she said happily.
He smirked. "It was worth it to see you in a kimono," he said, looking at her red kimono with a white obi. Sakura forgot she was wearing one of her kimonos. Emi's shop was traditional, so all of the waitresses wore kimonos to work.
"Really?" she said, her face heating up.
"Yes. You are very cute in it," he said, smirking down at her.
"Perv," she snapped at him. "You probably want to take advantage of me because I'm tired and weak."
"As tempting as that is, I would rather have you lucid for those kind of activities," he said, his voice making her toes curl.
Sakura blushed, her face as red as a tomato.
Itachi looked ahead of them, steering her towards her apartment. "I won't keep you Sakura. You need your sleep," he said as he walked her up to the door of her apartment.
Sakura turned to face him. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw his face gazing down on her, his pale skin standing out in the dark night. His onyx eyes pierced right through her, trapping her emerald eyes in his gaze.
He leaned down, his breath fanning over her face. Sakura smiled as she wrapped her hand around the back of his head, pulling him in to kiss her.
Itachi kissed her back, his mouth moving with hers. His free hand wrapped around his waist, pulling her flush against his body.
He let her go; giving her a rare half smile. Sakura smiled back. "Thanks Itachi," she said softly.
"My pleasure," he said softly, his deep tenor music to her ears. "If you ever need anything, you can come to me," he told her.
"Thanks. I'll remember that," Sakura said softly.
/
Sakura smiled as Ino ripped through her wardrobe, looking for something to wear for Sakura's date. "Ugg! You have nothing Forehead!" she groaned as she threw all of Sakura's clothes onto her bed.
Sakura just sighed as she sat on her bed, brushing her hair.
"Oh now this is gorgeous!" Ino said happily as she pulled out a black dress. She tossed it to Sakura who pulled it on. The dress was black, with a short, fuller skirt that was layered. The top was strapless, with a heart shaped neckline. There was silver beading and rhinestones across the bust line, scrolling down the chest of the dress in a looping pattern. It was short though, coming up about mid thigh.
"Ahh! Beautiful Sakura! Itachi will fall over dead when he sees you in that!" Ino said excitedly.
"Wow, this does look nice," Sakura said as she twirled in front of the mirror.
"Oh Sakura, you are so lucky!" Ino said. "You have such a hot man girl!"
"Thanks Ino," Sakura said.
"So, are you going to bang him tonight?" Ino asked as she sat Sakura down near her dresser. Ino reached for the straightener to work on Sakura's bangs. Sakura brushed a small bit of black eye shadow onto her eyelids, and completed the look with some nude lip gloss.
"I don't know Ino; do you think it is too soon?" Sakura asked.
"Well, you lived with him for a month in Iwa, and you have been training almost every day with him for a few weeks now," Ino said. "You've been with him for a while now."
"I just don't want him to think I'm sleazy," Sakura said.
"Well, I would just go with it," Ino advised. "He seems like he actually wants to know you. I doubt he would go through so much trouble for a one night stand."
"I just don't want it to get awkward between us," Sakura said as Ino put her hair up into a messy bun on the nape of her neck. "I like him a lot. I don't want to lose him."
"Well, why do you like him Sakura?" Ino asked.
"I think it's because I can just be myself around him," Sakura said. "There are no smoke screens, no preconceived ideas. He didn't know me as a genin, only as who I am now," she explained. "I feel like he's not judging me."
"That's good Sakura," Ino said. "He's kind of an ice prince, but I think he'll be all right."
"He's not an ice prince," Sakura said with a laugh. "He's just quiet and reserved."
"So how is he as a kisser?" Ino asked.
"Oh god Ino, he is amazing!" Sakura said. "He is definitely the best kisser I have ever met."
""There, done," Ino said happily. Sakura's hair was up in a messy bun, small tiny rhinestones peeking out from strategically placed areas.
She stood, and did a small twirl. "How do I look?" she asked.
"Amazing!" Ino said happily.
They both heard someone ring Sakura's doorbell. "Well, I have to go meet up with the other guys for dinner! Good luck girl!" she said as she slipped out Sakura's window.
Sakura grabbed a small black purse off of her bed with her money, key and a few other essentials. She pulled on her strappy high heels and ran down the steps to her door. She paused at the door, and smoothed out her skirt before opening it.
Itachi was leaning against her doorframe. He wore a pair of black dress pants that fit him perfectly. His shirt was white, and unbuttoned near his neck. He wore a black suit jacket, accentuating his tall, lean frame. His jacket was buttoned around his waist.
"You look stunning," he said to her.
"Thank you. So do you," Sakura said.
He offered her his arm, and she smiled as she slipped her arm into his. He walked with her down the steps, helping her balance in her heels. Sakura smiled as he led her down the busy streets of Konoha, the stars bright in the sky above them.
He led her to a restaurant, which was in the better side of downtown Konoha.
They went inside and Sakura gasped. The wall separating the waiting area from the restaurant had a rock waterfall complete with a koi pond. It was a very fancy, high class restaurant. There were chandeliers on the ceiling, and the whole place was slightly dark, bathed in a low glow from the lights.
"DO you have a reservation?" the waiter asked them in a snobby voice.
"Itachi Uchiha," Itachi said.
The waiter gasped. "My apologies Uchiha-sama. Please come this way," the waiter said as he took two menus and scurried to seat them. He led them to a table in the back, almost secluded. Itachi pulled out the chair for her, letting her take her seat.
He smirked at her as he opened up the menu. Sakura did the same, and saw that the menu had many different choices, most of them foreign. She let Itachi order for her, feeling very much out of her element. Sakura had never been to a place this fancy.
She smiled at Itachi as she casually asked about his missions. He wasn't exactly easy to talk to, but he just needed some prodding to eventually open up a little. The time flew, and Sakura hardly noticed what she ate that night.
All too soon, he was standing, offering her his arm. They walked down the street, arm and arm. Sakura's head felt a little fuzzy from the very strong glass of wine that they had ordered. She smiled up at him, and was rewarded with a smirk back.
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Ino smiled as she laughed at Naruto's antics. The rookie nine were in a restaurant, eating barbeque together. Naruto was so excited that he swallowed a piece of meat whole and Sasuke had to us the Heimlich to stop him from choking.
She looked out the window and caught a glimpse of pink hair in the window behind her. Ino smiled as she saw Sakura, arm and arm with Itachi. She was laughing, a slight blush on her cheek. Itachi smirked down at her, and Ino saw her friend turn as read as a tomato.
She smiled, genuinely hoping that Sakura's date went well. Sakura was always putting others before herself. Ino was happy that for once, Sakura was putting herself first.
Unfortunately the idiot had to barge in.
"Hey! Isn't that Sakura?" a blonde idiot sitting next to Ino asked.
"Shut up Naruto," Ino hissed as she kicked the blonde underneath the table.
"Oww! What was that for?" he asked her.
"Hey, that is Sakura!" Chouji said as he looked behind him
"Wow, man she sure is smoking hot," Kiba said with a wolf grin.
"Hey Sasuke, why is your brother with Sakura?" Naruto asked.
Sasuke whipped around and spotted the couple walking down the street. Ino watched as his eyes narrowed in anger, his gaze becoming harsher. Ino noticed his glare was not directed at Sakura, like she had feared, but at Itachi.
Ino felt her stomach constricting in cold fear. She had to do something.
"Sasuke-kun!" she squealed as she threw herself at him.
"Get off me Ino!" he said gruffly as he tried to push her away.
Ino looked out the window and saw that Sakura and Itachi had moved on.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she saw Sasuke look out the window, searching out his brother and his teammate.
The feeling of dread came back.
/
Sakura smiled as she pulled Itachi up the steps to her apartment. She giggled when he arched his perfect eyebrow at her.
She fumbled around in her purse, looking for her keys as they stood outside her apartment door.
She gasped as she felt Itachi's large hands on her hips. His breath ghosted over her neck as he bent his head down to the nape of her hair. Sakura froze, losing all coherent thoughts as he placed a chaste kiss on the nape of her neck.
He pulled away, and Sakura remembered what she was doing. She fumbled around again in her purse, and finally found her key. She fumbled a bit with the lock, trying to get her door open.
Sakura managed to finally get her door open, and stumbled into her apartment. She giggled as Itachi walked in after her, shutting the door behind him.
She stood still as he approached her, his little body reminding her of a feral predator. He smirked, his devilishly handsome face coming closer to hers. He gently traced her face with his hand, cupping her cheek in his palm.
He leaned in, causing Sakura's breath to catch in her throat. His lips slanted down to meet hers, his arms wrapping around her waist. He pulled her body into his, as her arms cam up to wrap around the back of his neck. Sakura ran her fingers through his silky hair.
Itachi lifted her up, so her legs could wrap around his waist. Sakura's back hit her door, his lips never once leaving hers. His hands traced the curves of her body, finally ending on her ass, where he gave it a good strong squeeze.
Sakura's arms lowered, her hands tracing the delicate curves and dips of his broad back over his jacket. Her hands made their way lower, until they were down on his hips. She deepened the kiss as she grabbed his belt, trying to undo it.
Itachi's lips went faster, nipping her lower lip as he greedily devoured her. His hips thrusted into her, making a strangled moan come out of her mouth. Sakura's hands traced their way upwards, under his jacket and over his back.
He backed away, and Sakura pouted in disappointment. However, she smirked as he grabbed her hand, pulling her to her room.
He kicked the door closed as he pulled Sakura back into his arms without another word. He wanted her; he wanted her so badly that it hurt. The normally stoic Uchiha cracked as he devoured her lips and kissed her to oblivion.
Itachi pulled her over to the bed. Sakura giggled as her knees hit the bed, sending her down onto the mattress.
Itachi tore his jacket off, and practically ripped his tie off his neck. He wanted her, and he wanted her now.
Sakura's fingers played with his belt a bit, a smirk on her face.
"You're evil," Itachi panted as her hands cupped his hardened member through his pants. She gently squeezed it, pumping it up and down slowly and tantalizingly. Itachi groaned as he buried his face in her neck, her sweet perfume filling his nostrils.
His mouth latched onto her neck, his tongue tracing slow circles on it, making her body buck up into his. Sakura moaned louder as his hands slowly made their way up to her breasts, making her crazy with want. His slow pace was torturous to her.
His hands reached behind to the zipper of her dress. Sakura arched her back to let him pull her dress' back open. His nimble fingers reached behind her back, and with one swift movement he snapped her bra open, startling Sakura a little.
Itachi's fingers ghosted along her collarbone as they made their way down to the bodice of her dress. Sakura smirked as her fingers did the same, however in the opposite direction. They traced their way up his stomach, making their way to his chest, and finally to his neck.
Her fingers began to work on the buttons of his shirt. Each one provided a challenge as he was distracting her greatly.
Finally he pulled her bra off, tossing it behind him onto the floor. He pulled her dress down, revealing a pair of milky, perfectly round breasts. His mouth descended down instantly, shaking any coherent thought from Sakura's brain.
His tongue traced circled around her nipples as she arched into him. Sakura moaned as she felt him bite down gently, making her body go crazy. A raging fire burned in her lower abdomen, his ministrations only making it burn hotter.
Sakura moaned louder as Itachi's speed increased. "Ash!" she moaned as his other hand came up to roll the other nipple between his fingers.
"Itachi!" she panted as his head lifted. He looked up at her, his coal eyes practically burning with lush as he gazed up at her flushed face.
Sakura took advantage of his pause and quickly finished opening the rest of his shirt. He lifted off of her body, and pulled off his shirt before his mouth returned to her chest.
She laid back her head on the pillows, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sweet torture Itachi was inflicting on her. His skilled hands worked on her free breast, giving her almost as much pleasure as his mouth did. Sakura just rode out Itachi's sweet torture, her body enjoying every minute of it.
"Did you like that, Sakura?" he practically purred as his head returned up to her ear.
"Yes," she breathed out.
"What do you want Sakura?" he growled in her ear.
"More," she panted. "Please Itachi… Harder…." She moaned.
Itachi's fingers found her leg, his hand moving up her thigh. His hand traced the line of her underwear, dragging out each movement slowly. Itachi's fingers moved aside her skimpy undergarments, tracing his fingers along the lips of her neither region.
His fingers found the tiny bud of her clitoris, quickly flicking it with his thumb. Sakura practically screamed as her body arched up to him as his fingers played with that one area, liquid heat practically pounding in her abdomen.
Without warning he rammed his finger into her slick, wet folds. Her body shuddered as he began to move his hand, at first slowly and deep, each thrust in making her legs feel like jelly. His speed increased; as he leaned down to kiss her.
Sakura eagerly met his lips, pulling him down to crash his lips on hers. His thrusts rocked her body.
He slowly moved his fingers out of her, making her sigh and squirm. He pulled her dress the rest of the way down her body, and discarded it on the floor.
Sakura put her hands on his shoulders and pushed, flipping him so she was straddling his waist. Sakura smirked down at him as she unbuckled his belt, pulling it off of his body. Her fingers nimbly flicked open the button on his pants, pulling them down his legs.
Itachi gasped as Sakura moved her body away from his, her head going towards his member. Sakura propped herself up on her elbows, smirking up at Itachi. Her mouth descended onto his member, making him gasp slightly.
She sucked, and heard a tiny moan out of the stoic man. Her tongue flicked the head of his member, increasing her speed slowly. Her hand reached around and began to pump the shaft, and his hand twined in her short hair.
He held her head, slowly lifting his hips to pump into her mouth. Sakura lifted her head, giving his tip one last lick. She crawled back up, trailing her tongue over the hardened plains of his toned abs and chest. Her lips met his, and he returned her kiss deeply, making her knees weak.
"Condom?" he panted as he broke away from her mouth.
"Top drawer," Sakura said.
"Get on your back," he growled to her.
Sakura quickly slid off of him, as Itachi rummaged around in her bedside dresser. Sakura laid back on the bed as Itachi's lean body loomed over hers. She gripped his broad shoulders as he bent his head, sucking ad nipping on her neck.
Sakura moaned as he thrust his member into her. Her legs lifted to wrap around his waist as he began to move, his pace slow and steady. He filled her up with each thrust, the heat in her abdomen turning into a raging forest fire.
His pace increased as his hips rocked into her, each thrust hitting her deep inside. Sakura was seeing stars as each thrust hit a spot inside her that made her feel amazing.
Sakura smirked as a devilish thought came into her head. She moved her hands from his back to his chest and pushed.
Itachi fell, his back on the bed with Sakura on top of him. She smirked as she sat on him, her hands on his chest.
Itachi smirked back as he gripped her hips, bucking up into her. Sakura threw her head back as she matched his thrusts with her hips, rolling her hips as she moved. His hands went from her hip sup to her breasts, cupping them as she bounced up and down.
Sakura increased her pace, her hips moving faster and faster as she rode him. Itachi's fingers rolled and flicked her nipples, making tiny pleasurable sparks of pain rock through her body. Itachi panted beneath her, his body hot against hers.
"Get on your knees," he hissed to her.
Sakura hopped off of Itachi, and bent down on all fours on the bed. She propped her elbows up on her pillows, giving her something to rest on as she felt Itachi come up behind her.
She felt him enter her with a deep thrust, burying himself completely in her. Sakura's body rocked with the intrusion, a throaty moan escaping her lips. He stayed still before moving ever so slowly, drawing himself almost all the way out before slamming into her again.
Sakura's moans got louder as he thrust into her. Each thrust was turning her legs into jelly, as he buried himself deep inside her folds. His pace increased as he gripped her hips with his hands, pulling her into him so he could go deeper.
Itachi sped up as he pounded into her, making her body jolt with each thrust. Sakura felt herself spiraling closer and closer, her moans and pants becoming louder and louder as the inferno in her lower body consumed her.
"Itachi!" he cried as he growled, thrusting harder than ever.
Sakura felt herself climax fast and hard. With a final yell, she felt her body convulse around Itachi's member, her knees shaky as she rode out the waved of pleasure that coursed through her body from his fast movements.
She felt Itachi's member throb inside of her, and she knew he was joining her climax. Sakura felt his hands release her hips, and she collapsed forward onto the pillows, absolutely exhausted. Itachi flopped down next to her, pulling her into his arms.
His body was slick with sweat, and so was hers as he pulled the covers of the bed over them. "Good night Sakura," he whispered in her ear. Sakura curled up next to him, her head on his chest as his arm was around her.
Sakura closed her eyes, and in an instant she was fast asleep.
/
Sakura groaned as sunlight hit her eyes, making her aware it was morning. She felt like a ton of bricks had hit her. Her legs hurt, the muscles sore, and there was a dull throb in her lower abdomen.
She snuggled back into her pillow, whose arms wrapped around her.
"Wait a second," her inner thought.
"Oh yeah, I closed the window before I left last night," Sakura thought back as she went back to relaxing.
"No! Not that!" inner said.
"Shut up, I want to sleep more," Sakura mumbled to her other mind.
"Ok smart one, what happened after you went to the restaurant?" inner asked.
"Well…." Sakura started to retort.
Wait a minute….
Pillows don't have arms.
They also don't breath.
Sakura's eyes shot open as she sat up, a jolt of electricity running through her body. She gasped as she looked down to see a naked Itachi lying next to her in her bed.
"Oh no," Sakura said softly.
"Go back to sleep Sakura," Itachi said as he cracked open an eye. "IT's too early."
Sakura screeched as she jumped out of the bed, pulling the sheets around her body. Itachi bolted awake, sitting up as he eyes her warily.
"What are you doing here?" Sakura yelled at him. "You shouldn't be here! This is so bad!"
"Sakura, calm down," Itachi said.
"I'm sorry Itachi," Sakura said, her eyes starting to tear. "This was a mistake!"
At the same time, Sakura bolted for the door, and Itachi bolted for her. He was faster and stronger, grabbing her around the waist just as she reached for the doorknob. He spun her around at lightning speed, slamming her body into the back of the door, his hands holding each of her wrists above her head so harshly that Sakura was scared he would break them.
His sharingan was blazing as Sakura looked up at him. Her chest constricted as he glared down at her, making a bubble of fear rise up inside of her. Itachi was downright scary when he was pissed, and instinctively Sakura shivered.
"What the hell Sakura?" he demanded as she looked away from him. "Why are you saying that?"
"Please… Itachi…." She whimpered. "Let me go," she pleaded.
"NO!" Itachi roared. Sakura cringed, knowing that the ice prince had finally cracked, and she was directly in his line of fire. "Dammit Sakura, I like you! This wasn't a mistake, and I am not about to let you walk out like this!" he said.
"Itachi…" Sakura tried to plead with him.
"How is this a mistake Sakura? How?" he demanded.
"Because you aren't good for me!" Sakura shrieked back at him, tears streaming from her eyes. "I'm a refugee, Itachi! I have no money, no clan, nothing to offer you! I still don't see why you even waste your time on someone like me!" she yelled at him.
"Because you are you Sakura!" he told her. Sakura's mind went numb at his words. Her eyes widened, as her mind comprehended what he was saying to her. "I don't want anyone else! I like you just the way you are," he said, a slight blush across his cheeks.
"Really?" Sakura asked him, her voice hopeful.
His lips crashed down on hers, his mouth savaging hers. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her into him. His tongue moved inside her mouth, tasting every single crevice it could reach. Sakura's arms wrapped around his back, holding onto him tightly.
He lifted her up in the air, smirking as he threw her back down onto the bed.
"Now, where were we?" he said with a sexy smirk on his face.
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