Title: Moments in Time
Author: AppleL0V3R
Beta-reader: Terror-Of-The-Crimson-Night
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Uchiha, Itachi and Haruno, Sakura
Chapter: Seven – One-Hundred-Twenty-One through One-Hundred-Forty
Rating: T
Type: Drabble Collection – Incomplete
Summary: 500 Short {crazy, funny, serious, angst filled, loving} moments between Itachi and Sakura.
Word Count: 2,882
Disclaimer: If you've heard of it before, then it's obviously not mine.
Note: Each skit is between 75 and 125 words. Also, they don't belong to anything (one-shots/stories/etc.) at this moment, but if you would like me to make them into something then please tell me. They won't always stick to the names I put beside them though I did try.
Finished (and posted) Skits-turned-one-shots: #2 Touch, #7 Orgy, #8 Lick, #13 Sacrifice, #14 Sin, #16 Lies, #17 Family, #19 Relief, #20 Writer's Choice, #21 Pride, #22 Prejudice, #23 Date, #24 Courage, #25 Passion, #27 Hide, #28 Hot, #30 Sexy, #29 Secret, #34 Buy, #35 Emergency and #39 Jargon.
Unfinished (and not posted) Skits-turned-one-shots: #5 First Kiss, #9 Kinky, #31 Lust, #32 I, #33 Orange, #38 Unity, #42 Forbidden, #43 Baby, #44 Forever, #45 Crazy, #46 Life, #48 Think, #50 Soul, #51 Impress, #52 Two, #54 Stare , #55 Accident, #57 Werewolf, #58 Excuse, #60 Writer's Choice, #62 Shower, #65 Costume, #70 Heart, #74 Tall, #75 "Pleased to Meet You", #77 Suicide, #85 Dress, #88 Heat, #94 Short, #95 Circle, #97 Pregnant, #99 January, #101 Car, #106 Karma, #110 Shoes #113 Vulgar, #114 Big, #115 Small, #116 Hero, #117 Gentle, #119 February and #120 Writer's Choice.
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121. Try (Itachi)
He could see the tears welling, her body trembling with the force of her emotions but he refused to show any emotion, any reaction. He couldn't back down now, but suddenly he realized he didn't know how to proceed – for the first time he didn't know what play to make.
She sniffed quietly and though he kept a heavy gaze on her she stared right back. Tears had always been a sign of weakness but considering that she was meeting his gaze with the back bone of hers held straight, he wasn't so sure anymore.
Her voice shook, coarse and ladled with anger, but so so quiet. "You know, Itachi. There's this invention called trying."
He watched her long and hard for a moment. "How?"
122. Loveable (Sakura)
She allowed her eyelids to fall until she was looking at him through half-lidded eyes, she made sure to angle her face just so that she could create the image of also looking up at him through her long dark green-black eyelashes. She curled her lips and shifted her posture that all of her screamed flirtatious and coy.
When a look of pure amusement crossed his face she knew immediately she had failed.
Dropping the whole act all together she huffed and stopped her foot, "Damn. I'm never going to get this."
With a chuckle, he shook his head and then wrapped his arms around her waist, "Why do you need to? You look best like this."
She rolled her laughing eyes and kissed him.
123. True (Itachi)
He heard her sigh, but didn't even glance at her. She'd made the noise out of boredom and possibly because the silence was irritating her. He personally liked it, he didn't like playing music in the car nor did he see the reason for small talk of any kind but he knew she loved sound. Her hands were clasped together in her lap, legs crossed as she stared out the window.
"So…where are we going?"
"You'll see."
Pause, "Okay…why me?"
Silence.
She muttered.
He tried to think of why he'd volunteered to pick her up. Sure, she was a witness – and uncooperative one who was in a dangerous situation at that. But…why in the world had he thought it a good idea to be the one to protect her for the duration of the investigation?
124. Game (Sakura)
It was their house of cards.
She was waiting for it to fall; collapse in on itself because there was simply no way this perfect could last forever. She learned early on that perfection was fleeting, if it ever came in the first place. And he was her prefect everything.
But she didn't want to let go, give in, before it was time. She wanted to enjoy it as best she could. So she'd add another card and then she would sit back, waiting for him to do the same. Waiting to see if this was the one to make it all fall down.
It was so big now. It was only a matter of time before it fell.
Until then, this was their game.
125. Magic (Itachi)
He watched as pure wonder sparked to life in her eyes and couldn't help the warm feeling the welled inside because of it. Even at her age she still saw the world with such innocent eyes despite all the horror that she'd witnessed. It was one of the reasons he liked having her around, why he'd even agreed to help her in her studies.
But that didn't mean he'd go easy on her. "Again."
She looked at him as if to say 'it doesn't matter how awesome that was I'm not doing it again.' Because he knew a beginner like her was used to the rigorous tasks he was placing before her, and she definitely wasn't used to the pace he'd set her own.
He didn't budge.
So she huffed and muttered under her breath but repeated the steps again.
126. Sweet (Sakura)
Sakura loved lollipops, the sweet taste, the swirly design. But she'd never look at it the same ever again.
And honestly it wasn't her fault. Not at all…well, maybe a little. Maybe she shouldn't have unintentionally antagonized him like that. But still! He's the one who made all hard candy seem…provocative to her.
Not to mention ruined her innocence.
But that didn't mean she would refrain sucking on the candy, savoring each lick. And doing so in front of Itachi? That was tantamount to ask for a very…fun evening.
And when she spotted a sucker on the coffee table and Itachi was seated be side her writing a paper. She looked at her book for a few moments longer and then reached for the sweet-sweet candy with a mischievous grin.
127. Woods (Itachi)
Step. Step. Falter. Exhale. Painpainpain. Step. Step. Stumble. Inhale. Darkdarkdark. Step. Step. Fall. Deaddeaddead.
He was done. He didn't want to keep going – his resolve was withering away and he didn't want to strengthen it. He just wanted it to end, wanted this to finally be over. He wanted to stop suffering.
But the world was cruel – as he'd learned the hard way again and again – and he knew instinctively this wouldn't be the end. There wasn't one for him.
And he was right. Of course he was right – he hated this fact with a passion because even though he was right he couldn't change anything.
Air shifted, grass rustled, almost silent breathing, hands hesitatingly reaching for him.
No.
But the start their mending anyway.
128. Boat (Sakura)
"How about…Weasel Cherries?"
Silence.
"Yeah, your right, a bit weird right? Hmmm how about…Shinboi."
More silence.
"Kay, I actually like that one so we're going to throw it in the 'maybe' pile." She stayed quiet for a moment, staring at the thing as if trying to get an idea out of it. As if staring at would irritate or intimidate the million pieces of wood and steel into giving her a proper name.
"Mine."
She blinked and looked at the tall dark and quiet man beside her. "What?"
"Why don't we name it Mine."
She paused and blinked again. "Mine…" she said as if to try it out as she stared at the average sized sea fairing thing – was it a boat or a ship? Then she grinned, nodding. "Perfect."
129. Laces (Itachi)
Black eyes watched her turn slightly, before seeming to grow impatient with the blanket that wasn't comfortable around her anymore. She kicked her legs out, trying to resituate but only succeeded in tangling them further. She made a soft whining noise in the back of her throat as her hands tried to sort the problem out.
He felt a quiet rumble in his own chest out of amusement for this petite woman in his bed. His lips curled when he finally pushed the blankets off of her completely. She was wearing a baby t-shirt and panties.
Hadn't he warned her about under dressing in his home? Especially in his bed.
He wondered if she'd regret it when she woke. Only one way to find out.
130. Decorate (Sakura)
She huffed and fell on the couch, quickly standing when she realized she'd sat on something she didn't want to. So she settled for flopping on the floor just careful enough not to wreck anything because she knew she'd be even more irritated when she bothered to get up. But damn it, this whole thing was pissing her off. Why in the world did she agree to this?
And on top of it she was a wedding planner, she did it for a living. So why the hell was it so hard to plan her own wedding?
Huffing again she glanced around the big room that was in her fiancé's house. He'd through a fit if he saw it like this, but she didn't care.
131. Slave (Itachi)
She stayed as still as she could. But the fear was evident on her face. Her long pink hair was groomed and done in a showy fashion; she was dressed up like a doll even down to the make up on her face.
He knew by instinct they people who'd done this to her, put her in that cage, were also covering up the marks. It irritated him and it was all he could do to stay in his seat. His crimson eyes flashed though, making sure she caught them.
And she froze, the fear becoming even more pronounced as panic set in.
He ignored it, knowing he'd be the one to get her out of it. That she would be his and his alone.
132. Gun (Sakura)
It was heavy and cold in her hands. Just like she remembered it was. But all she did was take a deep breath, clasp it tightly with both hands and extend her arms until they were straight and her elbows locked. She resisted the urge to close one eye as she locked onto her target.
Arms wrapped around her from behind then, breath whispered against her neck. She smiled at his attempt to lessen the feeling that was gripping her. One of his arms settled across her waist and the other came up to rest a hand on her shoulder.
She allowed her arms to fall, unable to loosen her grip. He tugged it away from her.
"See, you can do it."
"Thank you, Itachi."
133. Armed (Itachi)
Stay still, Sakura. He wanted to say it. But it didn't matter if he did because she wouldn't hear him. It would be too late if he said anything, did anything that the other didn't like.
How did this happen? His life had been full of misfortune but when she paraded her way into like she owned it – as much as that had irritated him – his world became peaceful. It'd felt like nothing could go wrong so long as she was beside him.
And yet this had happened.
He felt determination flare as he resolved to end this. Nothing like this would ever happen again. He wouldn't jeopardize her, wouldn't chance losing her.
He shifted slightly, prepared for the worst, and hoped his plan worked.
134. Cut (Sakura)
They say the first cut is the deepest. And if that was true, did that mean that no matter what came next, it wouldn't hurt as much as what happened with Sasuke. Or would it just not be as deep.
No she decided. Because she'd learned that it was the small ones that hurt the most and if this went wrong, if she ended up hurt from this she would learn what true heartache was. But that's not how Itachi operated. He didn't get close, didn't trust.
So when he chose to with her, she knew immediately that if something happened then he'd been as much pain as her. And Itachi didn't like pain, so they'd both work to make sure that this – whatever 'this' was – didn't end like that.
135. Love Me (Itachi)
Itachi demanded a lot of things. Among them were obedience and competence. What didn't demand – what he though he would never demand – was emotion. As a shinobi, he didn't need it because he'd been taught, perhaps too well, that they nothing more than excess baggage.
But here he was watching the little rosette in his arms, he tightened his arms around her in a silent question for her to meet his gaze. She would, he knew, with hesitation. Because unlike him, she didn't demand anything from anyone. She showed her emotions freely and entrusted her heart without a second though. She'd given him her heart.
When she looked into his eyes made sure he had her undivided attention when he kissed her. "Your mine, always."
136. Villain (Sakura)
In every story there was a protagonist, an antagonist and a conflict. And since everyone had their own story in which they were the protagonist then that meant that they were all an antagonist at some point or another.
In her story, she was a protagonist and an alley to many, but she was not a hero. He was the exact opposite, an antagonist and an enemy of many, but he was her villain.
And their conflict? They had a unique one.
But then again so was their story after all they were protagonist, but not antagonist. Not hero, but definitely villain.
And so their conflict was that they were star-crossed lovers. Destined to always run into each other, to always be against each other, and always love each other.
137. Alcohol (Itachi)
She was drunk. It was unlike her too for a few reasons, but mainly that she didn't touch alcoholic beverages and when she did it was typically wine and only because the occasion called for it.
But with how she couldn't keep her footing and the almost red of her cheeks, he knew that she was going to have one hell of hang over for it in the morning.
What he cared about right then though, was some guy was trying to take advantage of his girl.
It wasn't official; she probably didn't even feel that way about him. But he couldn't help his over protectiveness of her, especially since he was still in the process of getting her to think of him like that.
138. Outside (Sakura)
The cold temperature caused her breath to come in visible puffs, she didn't pay it much mind though, as she clutched her crossed arms tighter, trying to keep as much warmth in her body as possible. The thin sweater she wore simply wasn't enough to chase away the biting cold. She couldn't help but wish for the heat of summer to return as she kept walking.
She didn't have anywhere she was going, but she didn't want to go home yet. So she kept walking.
She smiled when she heard footsteps fall in-step with hers. The snow crunching under their feet at the same time.
She allowed her arms to wrap around his arm and she also leaned against him as they walked.
"Morning, Itachi."
139. March (Itachi)
The third month.
Itachi is ten now. Which means Sasuke is five and he's already begun to take up the Uchiha attitude and that Itachi has too many responsibilities to even try to do anything about it. He passed the chunin exams not too long ago and Fugaku is pushing him for ANBU which has caused more than one argument between his parents. Sakura gets more like a pixie everyday, so much so that he decided to get her a simple necklace with the kanji for fairy on it. She'll love it, he knows, but he has to wait for her birthday to come before he can give it to her. Though it seems that not too long after – probably even the next day – he will have to leave for ANBU training and so he has to savor the time he has left with her.
140. Writer's Choice (Sakura)
She was going to kill him, she decided. Slowly, painfully.
Why?
Because that childhood best friend had managed to get her caught for a con he pulled. Stupid blonde. And now she had deal with this stick in the mud who's team was more than ready to put her away for all the conartist crap Naruto had pulled. Thankfully, Sasuke's elder brother wasn't an idiot so he was questioning whether she was the real culprit or if she had been set up. She hoped she could angle so that he thought it was the latter but didn't find that she knew who the real conartist was.
But the way those black eyes were looking at her?
Things did not bode well for her.
Well, crap.