A/n: Happy New Years! I meant to update this yesterday but my family surprised me with a little New Years trip so I didn't get back till late last night. Anywho, it's been awhile, huh? Sorry! I realized that it had been like months since I updated thanks to a reviewer and I decided to get my butt into gear. So anyway, here's the final chapter, I hope that everyone enjoys it and don't forget to review! I love reviews… And please don't flame me for moving so fast, but I can feel my inspiration for this story thinning and I really just wanted it done. Be warned, however, it's not as good as I originally wanted the ending but since I put this story on fast forward it will have to do.
"Are you sure you can't think of anyone who might want to hurt you? An old enemy? A disgruntled customer? Many women in you profession-"
"Are you trying to imply something, Nara?" Itachi interrupted, tightening his grip on Sakura's hand. They had spent the whole morning in detective Nara Shikamaru's office getting debriefed about the situation, what they could expect, and how they might want to deal with the situation.
"Not at all, I'm sure whatever Sakura does in that club is perfectly legal. I'm just saying that men can get a little pushy, is there anyone you can think of?"
Sakura shook her head, "No, I-I can't think of anyone who'd want to do this. I still can't believe that it's me their after, it just seems so hard to believe…"
Shikamaru nodded his head, "I know, and I thinks its best if you didn't return home. My team and I are doing everything we can to catch this bastard, but until we get him into custody there's going to be a risk. Do you have anywhere you can stay?"
Itachi nodded, "Yes, she's going to be staying with me, and I assure you that my apartment's security is one of the best. She'll be in very good hands."
Shikamaru nodded to himself as he stood, Itachi and Sakura following his example, "Alright, I'll be in touch, and don't hesitate to call if you think of anything, okay?"
Sakura smiled slightly before Itachi herded her out the door, "Yes, thank you, officer."
Itachi lead them back to his car, wrapping an arm around Sakura's waist, "I don't want you going back to that neighborhood at all. If you need clothes then I can just buy you some new ones, I don't want you going back to work either. You can find a new job while you're at it."
She frowned, glancing at him as they pulled out of the parking lot, "I think your being a little pushy considering we just got together."
He sighed, "I just want you to be safe. I finally got you, Sakura, don't make me lose you so soon."
She smiled slightly, "Then we'll make a compromise. I'll move in with you, quit my job, but only if I get to go home and pack up all my stuff, okay?"
Itachi smiled as they pulled into his apartment complex, "Deal, but lets go and get your stuff tomorrow," He grinned, "There's something else I'd rather do right now." He said and leaned over their seats to press a firm kiss on her lips.
Sakura smirked, nipping his bottom lip before pulling back and unfastening her seatbelt, "Down boy, we wouldn't want someone to see us and get the wrong idea. I don't do those kinds of public displays."
Itachi met her on the other side of the car, kissing her again as he pinned her body against the car with his, "For an exotic dancer you have a very limited sense of adventure."
As soon as his lips began to caress hers it didn't take long for their make out session to escalate. Sakura's mouth moved to find his neck, and a soft moan escaping his lips, "Bedroom," she muttered, pushing him off and scurrying for the entrance of the building.
Itachi chased her through the maze of the indoor parking complex before they reached the elevator, panting in mutual breathlessness as they clambered inside. They made it halfway through the trip before he slammed her against the elevator wall in a fit of passion, and his lips moving frantically against hers.
The elevator doors opened with a ding and they were off, racing down the hallway to his apartment door. As soon as they reached it Itachi swept down and kissed her again, his lips moving heatedly against hers as his hand searched for his key. As soon as his fingers found the cool metal stuffed in his jean pocket, Itachi jammed the key through the hole, his lips never leaving hers.
His hand fumbled for the doorknob before finally twisting it open, and as soon as they were inside he slammed Sakura against the other side of the door once again ravishing her lips. The whole apartment was dark but the frantic couple paid it no mind as fabric began to fall to the floor and their hips rocked together in harmony. Itachi pulled away to press kisses down her neck, his shirt long gone, and his fingers making quick work of the buttons on her blouse.
"That's quite a show you're putting on there, brother, if I were you I'd start charging admission." Sasuke drawled, stepping out from Itachi's bedroom.
Itachi tensed, turning and blocking Sakura's body with his as his eyes locked onto Sasuke's, "What are you doing here? How did you even get out of the hospital?"
Sasuke chuckled, leaning against the wall, "You actually thought that place could hold me? Suigetsu's been helping me sneak out since the first weekend you had me committed."
Itachi shook his head, "It doesn't matter, just come with me and we'll get you back."
Sakura peeked around Itachi's shoulder, a gasp escaping her lips, "That's your brother?"
Itachi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, careful to keep Sasuke in his view, "Do you know him?"
Sasuke chuckled again, "Oh, I know her. Very well, in fact, almost as well as you know her, brother."
Sakura's cheeks flushed as she tore her gaze away from Sasuke, "A few months ago he came to the club. He saw me dancing and followed me out to my car after my shift was over. He tried to get me to sleep with him but I said no, he started stalking me after that; always showing up at the club and following me around town. Finally I talked to my boss and had him banned from the club, I haven't seen him since."
Sasuke smirked, "You forgot the part when we were in that janitor's closet. You know, when you got down on your knees and-"
"Stop it!" Itachi shouted, "Sasuke, I know your sick but this is taking it too far. We're going to get in my car, go back to the hospital, and your going to explain what you've been doing."
Sasuke chuckled darkly, flipping a switchblade out of his pants pocket and into his hand, "I don't think you understand, brother. I'm not crazy, and I'm not going back to that nut house!"
Itachi held up his hands, "Sasuke, you're a little emotional right now. Why don't you take a moment to calm down so we can talk about this?"
Sasuke shook his head, his dark hair flinging across his face, "You can't make me go back there! I've worked to hard for this." He took a deep breath, standing perfectly still, "I'm sorry big brother but I have to kill you. I don't want to but it's the only way Sakura and I can be together."
Itachi frowned, "Wait, you've been the one committing all these murders, haven't you?"
Sasuke sneered, "Yes, brother, I killed all those women just like I killed mom and dad. You never listen to me!"
Itachi started to move towards Sasuke, dodging the swipe of his knife as he tackled him to the floor. Sasuke screamed in rage, his flashing, and his breath coming out in quick bursts as he kicked and clawed any piece of Itachi he could find. Itachi closed his eyes, ignoring Sakura's screams and Sasuke's growls as he cupped Sasuke's thrashing head, "I'm sorry, Sasuke." He said, and slammed Sasuke's head against the floor, knocking him unconscious.
He crawled off Sasuke's limp body, feeling Sakura's soft hands pulling him off the floor and into an embrace, "I'm sorry, Itachi, he's your brother; it must be hard."
Itachi buried his face in her neck inhaling her scent, "He'll get better once I get him the help he needs. This hospital he was in just couldn't handle him."
Sakura nodded, "Why don't you get him off the floor and into the spare room? I called Shikamaru; he'll be here soon with an ambulance."
Itachi trailed kisses up her neck and face before pecking her lips, "You're too good for me. I don't know how you can handle all this craziness."
Sakura scoffed, "Come on, Itachi, I work as an exotic dancer who was apparently being stalked by your mentally ill little brother. You could hardly call my life normal before I met you." She kissed him softly.
Itachi kissed her back, wrapping her securely in his arms before pulling back, "You know, just because this is over doesn't mean you have to go back to your apartment. Mine is just too big to have all by myself."
Sakura giggled slightly, "Is that you asking me to move in with you?"
Itachi smirked, "And this time without the threat of a serial killer."
Sakura smiled, "Then how could I say no? I wouldn't want you getting lonely." She began planting little kisses down his neck, stopping short as she reached the spot of skin by his shirt collar, "How-How did you get this?" She asked, tracing over the claw marks that ran down his neck and partly on his chest.
He smirked and held up his wrists, showing her identical claw marks. His eyes darkened as he stared at her, lashing out and gripping her throat, "Surprise."
A/n: Well? Did you like it? And if you think I'm moving really fast on the storyline please don't mention it, I just want to finish it before I lose inspiration again so please bear with me, and please review! You guys know how much I love reviews. Oh, and if you liked Star-Crossed Lovers you should check out my new story The Third Wife, its also based on a Shakespeare play, Macbeth.
