Okay, I recived no new votes, so the Sasuke Half Sided Romance will be posted tomorrow. It will be called He Hates Me! And I Love Him...Halfway or He Hates Me! Yet, I Love Him, Halfway.


Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.Haruka is mine.


He Took HER! And WE Want HER Back!

Chapter 7

-Haruka's POV-

"Wake up." Itachi ordered, shaking me awake roughly.

"5 more minutes, Sasuke," I groaned, eyes fluttering open, and looking open, looking at what I think is Sasuke. I roll over, face into a hardwood floor? Did I fall out of bed? I reach out to find a pillow, or blanket, and find none. "Huh?" I muttered, slightly muffled, due to my face being against a hardwood floor.

"Haruka, get up!" Itachi snarled, grabbing my arm and roughly jerking up.

I look at him for a moment confused, still thinking he is Sasuke. Then suddenly realize he is Itachi, and remember, the previous day's events, and me falling asleep while Itachi was dragging me home. More like a prison.

"Father," I muttered, bowing my head, waiting for some kind of punishment. A punch, smack, a lecture, being told no dinner or food. But I receive no response. I look up and see him looking like he is thinking about something. Then he grabs my chin, roughly.

"Don't move." he formed hand symbols, bites his thumb, blood coming out from it. He places his bloodied hand on my forehead, and a red glow forms, along with heat. Not a really painful burning heat. More like a tickling warmth. He removes his hand and grabs my thumb. Twisting it, smiling when it cracks. Obviously broken

I wince in pain, pulling my hand away. He grabs my upper arm, pulling my arm; and my hand; towards him. I close my eyes waiting for another to break. Knowing I'm defenseless, and if I tried to stop him or fought back, I'd just get hurt more. I shouldn't have even pulled away.

"Open your eyes!" he ordered, harshly. I open my eyes, and see his hand glow, a glow which I knew ment healing chakra. Itachi knew healing jutsu? He placed his hand on my broken thumb and the pain is gone. He lets go, letting the healing chakra leave his hand. "Bend you thumb." I nod, and bend it, my thumb working nicely.

"Good, the jutsu worked," he muttered to himself.

"Healing jutsu or the other thing you did to me?" I asked, having no idea what the jutsu he did previously was for.

"Both. The other 'thing' was to reverse the jutsu that didn't let your wounds to heal at a normal rate, and allow healing chakra to properly work." Itachi said, tossing some clothes at me, and walking out, shutting the door behind him. Obviously expecting me to change into the clothes.

I get up, looking at the clothes. A red long sleeved tee-shirt, black metal plated gloves, which would reach my shoulder; ment to go under the sleeves; a pair of black pants, red toe-knee soaks, black shinobi sandals, a black belt, and a red hair tie. I put the clothes on, and put my waist length black hair into a high pony tail, making it only go mid-back. I wonder why I got new clothes.

"You done?" Itachi called, from the other side of the door.

"Hai," I replied, quietly, opening the door and walking out.

"Those will keep you relatively warm, correct?" he asked, looking it me waiting for an answer.

"Should. Unless it is really cold," I replied, wondering what is wrong with him. It is summer, why do I need warm clothes?

"Come down for breakfast. I have things we need to discuss," he walked down the hall, and stairs towards the kitchen. He motioned me to sit down at the table, and handed me a plate on pancakes with strawberries on them. I pick up a strawberry, plopping it in my mouth, glad that I wasn't allergic to strawberries. Life would suck more then it already does.

"Haruka. Stop spacing out. I haven't even began talking," Itachi said, grabbing my arm, annoyed.

"Sorry," I muttered, looking down at the rest of the strawberries. Wondering if they have feelings. I don't want to hurt the poor innocent plants.

A hand hits me on the head, causing me to fall back onto the tile floor. I must've spaced out again. What is wrong with me? Can't I go a week without spacing out? I'm spacing out again, aren't I? Am I talking to myself. No, I'm thinking to myself.

I feel my mouth pried open, and a strawberry placed in it. I look up and see Itachi towering over me.

"You space out, apologize, and space out two seconds later. Can't you wait another hour? Or do you really enjoy spacing out and annoying me that much?" He said, showing a slight grin, amused by me and my spacing out. Must I amuse him? Can't I torture him, or something?

"You're really out of it today aren't you?" he asked, lifting me up, snapping me out of my thoughts again. I wonder why they are- no Haruka, bad. No spacing out. I have to stop spacing out. I'm spacing out...WHY MUST I SPACE OUT, WHEN I'M TRYING TO STOP MYSELF FROM SPACING OUT!?

"What is it this time?" he asked, shaking me.

"Nothing," I replied, trying to clear my mind. From anything distracting, like that the shiny forks on the table. I wonder why they are shiny,

"It can't be nothing if you are THIS distracted!" he said, shaking me again.

"Strawberries and their feelings, why can't I go a while without spacing out, why does it seem to amuse you, why thoughts are called thoughts, why do I space out, shiny forks," I listed, lamely. My thoughts being completely random today. I wonder why.

"Haruka." Itachi said, bopping me on the head, a little harder then necessary.

"Sorry. I was just trying to figure out why my thoughts are random today." I replied, rubbing the top of my head.

"Just eat your food before it gets cold," Itachi chuckled, after swallowing a pancake.

"What is wrong with you today?" I asked, plopping another strawberry in my mouth, talking with my mouth full.

"Just in a good mood. Also eat your pancakes too. And didn't I teach you not to talk with your mouth full?"

I put a pancake in my mouth, and replied, mouth still full, "No."

"Well, don't talk with your mouth full. You're getting crumbs everywhere. Dangerous on missions. Its a wonder you've never been caught on a mission because of that." He muttered, grinning again, not angry at me, and amused by my response.

I swallowed the pancake, and said, "What missions? You kind of took me away in the middle of my first."

"They didn't send you on ANY missions?" He asked, staring at me in disbelief. "And that wasn't a mission, that was part of a jonnin exam. Didn't they explain that to you?" he added, shaking his head.

"They didn't trust me and no." I replied, putting my last strawberry in my mouth.

"Well, you need in field experience. You're going on a mission with me, now." he said, taking my empty plate away from me, and tossing me a kunai pouch, shuriken hostler, and katana at me. Now emotionless, and in mission mode. "What a waste of 6 months. Only reason you stayed so long was to gain mission experience. Leave it to leaf to mess things up!" he muttered, under his breath, obviously displeased.

"What are we doing?" I asked, following him out the door, while putting my weapons in their proper places. Flinching at the cold air. It is summer, it shouldn't be this cold.

"Assassinations. And the weather has been like that lately. Didn't you notice earlier with Sasuke and Kakashi?" he said, coldly, pointing a kunai to my neck. I flinch, wondering what I'm doing wrong. Then he moved it to the side, and I hear scratching of metal. And I realize he was putting a line across my headband.


I realized that I use some Japanese words in my writing hat you could possibly not know the meaning of. so, for now on if I use any words I'll put the meaning at the bottom. I there are any in the past, that you don't know the meaning of, or if my meanings are off, please contact me.

Hai-yes