After breakfast, Sakura was flown to the Main Library with Itachi. She hadn't asked why, but figured that it had to be important if he wanted her alone. She was rather weary about being alone with him. She didn't trust him. She simply couldn't; not after what he had done to Sasuke all those years ago, and not to mention his entire family. The thing was though, she couldn't help, but wonder why. Why would he do such a thing? Oh the mystery of Itachi Uchiha, probably one of the worlds most respected, or more so feared ninja. Well, was by any means.

The library was huge; rows upon rows of books, that stacked up to at least thirty feet high. Luckily there were ladders attached to the rows so a person could get to them easily. There were also huge glass windows on the far wall, letting her see perfectly the tiny dust particles that roamed the air freely.

They hadn't spoken a word until they were set up near a living room setting with tables and couches, along with a large fireplace that crackled nicely. Katsu had been following them around at a normal birds' size before flying off around the room finding them rather boring.

When they sat across from each other, it was then that he started speaking to her. "There are many things that you must learn."

Like she didn't know that already. "Yes."

He seemed more relaxed than in the past, as if a huge burden had been lifted off of his shoulders. Perhaps it was the non-activity within the Akatsuki organization within the past several years, or maybe something else entirely. "One of those things is the truth of the Uchiha clan."

Sakura straightened in her seat. She nodded, telling him to keep speaking. He sighed heavily, closing his eyes in the process. He took out an old and weathered scroll from his tool pouch, and handed it to her, his face back practically a mask of impassiveness. Reluctantly she took it from him, she glanced at him once more to clarification. He nodded curtly in return.

Biting her lip she opened it. She read it, her hands starting to shake more and more as she read every passage. It was almost like she was holding fire, she simply couldn't hold it any longer, and it trembled out of her grasp.

This was simply absurd. How could Konoha do this? He had only been fourteen! How could they... How had... It was simply horrible... Downright horrible.

She stared up at Itachi, her whole body trembling. She put a hand to her mouth, covering her agape lips. Her brows knitted together in shock and sadness, and most of all empathy for Itachi. It had to have been so traumatic. To kill your entire family, all but little Sasuke. She simply couldn't comprehend the trauma and depression. It was awful, just the thought of it got this reaction out of her.

Before she could stop herself though she used her speed and took him in an embrace. He was absolutely shocked at her reaction to the news, he had thought that she would get angry, but instead to feel sorry for him. She buried her face in his shoulder, and muttered over and over again that she was so sorry, and that she had no idea.

His eyes were wide, and he didn't know what to do for once. To have someone you barely know, and had thought him as an enemy to do something like this was stunning. Awkwardly he put his hands on her back, not really a good person for emotional breakdowns or comfort.

Slowly she released from him, and knelt down on the floor in front of him her brows knitted so high. She looked at him almost desperately, as if she could fully feel the pain he had felt.

"You need not pity me," He said slowly.

Her head tilted slightly to the side, a sad smile on her face. "I don't. I want to empathize with you." Those words set him back slightly. "But, the question remains, why had this happened?"

He gazed down at her with those obsidian eyes. They looked so much like Sasuke's, but she knew that they weren't. It just made her want to find him even more though. It was so very obvious that they were brothers, but there were certainly a lot of significant differences between the two in their physical features.

He could see the desire for knowledge in her eyes, it was so easily detectable. "The Uchiha's were planning to create a civil war."

Sakura's eyes widened it shock. "What? Why?"

"The Sharingan. It creates hatred and power hungriness."

"Are you trying to say that they wanted to take over Konoha?" She mumbled, barely even audible in her ears.

Apparently he had heard her barely even comprehensible words. "Aa."

Sakura suddenly felt exhausted. This was a lot to take it. She leaned her back against the coffee table nearest her, and pulled her knees to her chest. She could smell the scent of Sasori when she wore his clothes, and somehow it calmed her. She didn't want to admit it, but she liked wearing his clothes.

She looked back up at him with saddened eyes, and he suddenly knew that his girl would change everything, and somehow he felt that it was for the better. A small smirk rested on his lips, his mask broken. This girl, she would be the world's savior.

Suddenly he asked her, "Do you like to read?"

Taken completely off guard she stared at him like he was crazy. When did this side of Itachi come to pass? Just ...What the hell? That was entirely random yet at the same time rather straightforward.

"Uh... I.. umm...Yeah...?" She stumbled awkwardly, not really knowing what to say.

When he stood and placed his hand out, she looked from his hand to his face, complete shock evident in her. Slowly, but surely she raised her hand, letting him pull her up with ease. He released her almost as soon as he had touched her.

It was then that a vision came into her mind. She could see Sasuke as a child, and Itachi. He had a soft smile on his face as he watched Sasuke play happily on the swings. She could feel Itachi's emotion, and it was warm, and filled with brotherly love. There was so much compassion to there, at that time.

Images flew past her mind's eye, and she could see almost every good memory of Itachi from his past. It was like watching a lifelong movie that lasted less than a few seconds.

Then she was back in the Library with Itachi again, and she felt rather bewildered by having so many emotions fly across her. It was so very exhausting.

"You had a vision." It wasn't a question.

Clutching her head, and trying to get back to reality, Sakura put a hand on Itachi's shoulder to steady herself. She felt dizzy. This hadn't happened the last time with Sasori. Her eyes searched for Katsu, and not finding her quickly enough she called for her, and the small bird seemed to understand, letting herself increase in size so that Sakura could sit on her back. Apparently Sakura still wasn't completely ready for training if she had issues with her balance, like this.

Resting herself down on her trusty bird, she looked back at Itachi, her dizziness gone almost immediately after she was off her feet. He met her gaze, awaiting patiently for her to respond to his statement.

Sakura sighed. "Yes, I did."

"What was it you saw?" He asked, with a slight quirk in his brow.

Not feeling comfortable to speak of his past, not entirely sure if he would be angry about it or state that he wanted nothing to do with his past. She could never be too sure. Instead she asked, "What's changed?"

Itachi straightened, but not uncomfortably, more taken off guard by her not answering his question. This was though, he knew what she had meant. His personality was different than it had been in the past, if his posture had told her enough. He certainly was less rigid than in his past life, perhaps a bit more relaxed, and less stressed.

Being here the past few years, things had changed. Drastically. His superiors had been consumed with the prophecy of the Rings since their original deaths, and instead of announcing the Akatsuki's presence during secretive missions, they have been questioning and finding evidence as to how they are back. The second in command believed it was because of the Rings themselves, but there wasn't any exact evidence to support such a claim. Then there was the fact that no one wanted to even remotely be what they were in their past lives, the three leaders especially. They wanted to be apart of the side that fights for the right of the world. None of the Akatsuki wanted to be the bringers of a war. They all wanted to be allies of all the villages.

The question remained though, back when they were all decided that they wanted what was best for everyone; how do they show themselves as good? All the members had a kill on sight disclaimer in the Bingo book, other than himself, and that was because the Hokage knew of what had occurred in Konoha all those years ago.

Then came Sakura Haruno. The girl who's talent and ninja skills are known worldwide. Then she comes barging in here with a ring on her left thumb, clearly being the chosen one of the prophecy. To say the least she was an angel sent here by Kami himself. She could probably be the only person who could set the lives of the Akatsuki straight without being...killed on sight by being with them, at least if she were in Konoha, and pleaded with the Hokage. Heaven knows just what is going to happen to them in the future. Then again, she just might know.

He smiled so slightly that the corners of his mouth barely even raised. "I completed my task with Sasuke. I was once dead, and now alive again without any more traumatic events recently."

She stared at him curiously, but there was a sadness in her eyes, as if she knew that his pain was still burning deeply within him, which it was. "I simply cannot imagine. You are a hero Itachi, and please, don't ever think otherwise. You practically saved Konoha from a mass civil war. I've seen the hatred myself in Sasuke, within the years it went down, but it was always there, deep within his heart. Hatred. That is never a way to live."

There was a stunned silence, but Sakura continued on, her face sometimes downcast before her eyes looked at him, so sadly. "He loved you, you know. The hatred, he hated Konoha for what they did to you, but I suppose that you already no that too. I'm sorry if I offended you about what I said before, I mostly meant the Sharingan in that it creates hatred."

"I'm hardly one to be considered a hero," He replied slowly, and softly.

She gave him a soft smile, laced with empathy that he didn't deserve. She didn't pity him, no, it was almost as if she could feel it herself, and somehow Itachi knew that.

"The silent one's are never known as heroes, that's why you aren't considered one, but only to the one's who search beneath the first vale know." She stopped and took a breath, before stating firmly, "I know."

Itachi was never a man of many words, but this, he just didn't know what to say. To say the least he was stunned, but his face showed only a twinge of saddened acknowledgement.

Sakura noticed his expression, and decided not to further the topic, and put something else up for grabs. "I do really enjoy reading."

His obsidian orbs had been downcast, but he found her emeralds quickly. He started to amble over to the main section of the library once more, beckoning her to follow. Katsu seemed to notice Itachi, and Sakura gave a sign of approval before Katsu started to fly toward him so that they were behind him a few steps.

"What would you like to look for?" He asked casually, glancing over his shoulder to see her.

The library was huge, and Sakura was speechless at all the books, now fully seeing the truly vast number of books there were. It was simply amazing. She looked at things almost as if she were in a storybook, she was so very curious and amazed.

She had barely even heard Itachi when he had spoken to her, and mumbled as if in a trance, "I do like supernatural or fiction..."

He had been quietly looking at her face when she had spoken. She seemed to be very transfixed on everything, as if taking every detail and forcing the very images into her mind for all eternity. It was almost...endearing.

After what seemed like ages, they had finally come up to a section that seemed exactly like any other area in the library, and the display of books resembled what she had back in the Konoha Public Library. How did the Akatsuki of all people have such books of supernatural and fiction in their library?

Sakura'a brow's shot up, and stared at Itachi's almost amused expression with shock. Truly she was flabbergasted."How?" She asked him with a mixture of confusion, horror, and shock, "Simply, how?"

He smirked, and he crossed his arms. "I'll be elsewhere around here. You have a few hours to spare. Do what you wish."

With that, he walked off, and when turned a corner, he was completely out of view. With his perfectly masked chalkra signature and inaudible footsteps it was like she was completely alone here. Luckily, she had Katsu to keep her company, unless she flew off to until Sakura needed her. She smiled down to her little bird before Katsu landed on the floor, and Sakura got off, and promptly sat herself down on her butt, leaning against one of the many slits of wood that separated the shelves from one another. Katsu stood in front of Sakura, and practically asking for permission to leave for now. She smiled down to her little pet, rubbing the soft clay that felt like feathers on her fingertips. She nodded in approval, and Katsu flew off, practically shining with joy at getting to go flying around such a big space. Sakura couldn't blame her though, and watched as Katsu also left her to her peace.

Sakura sighed, leaning her head against the smooth wood, grabbing a random book from behind her, and searched the title, finding that it was one of her favorites. So much love, magic, mystery and malice. It was a perfect combination of all four. So she began, flipping pages as time flew by.

It was probably after an hour since she got started on her book that she felt a presence around her. It wasn't Itachi though, that much she knew. She set her book down in her lap, marking the page by folding a page over, and focused harder. Then she realized that the person was doing this on purpose as to warn her of that person's presence, and immediately she knew who it was going to be. She almost wanted to smile, but shook herself from it. It was of course her star-crossed lover, that is, if a person wanted to get beaten up by Sakura for calling them that.

He strode over to her, his face devoid of emotion. There was barley even a trace of a smirk on his lips as he was nearing her. Sakura simply couldn't tell with Sasori. Not right now at least.

"Sasori," She announced, trying to clear her emotion's from her face as well. Heh, maybe her mocking him will that that emotionless mask off his face. Thing was though, she simply couldn't do that for long, she wasn't able, maybe another time.

"Sakura," He said in reply, towering over her sitting form.

"You know," She said conversationally, letting a deadly smile spread across her face, "There's something oddly infuriating when you put on a mask, Sasori."

He only narrowed his eyes at her, while inwardly Sakura was stunned. Not even that little remark touched him. What was going on? Normally she could get at least something out of him. What was this? Slowly he crouched down to her level, and started back emotionlessly into her emeralds. While her features were rather blank, her eyes told him everything he needed to know.

Unconsciously, Sakura's heart began to race, and her face went a light red, and she barely even noticed the feel of his chalkra strings as they kept her still, for she didn't move away by her free will. She didn't even notice their proximity to each other. She was staring back into Sasori's eyes as if they held the world's secret's in them, her impassive face broken.

Without a word, Sasori tilted his head, and slowly kissed her lips. It was a gentle kiss. A long one that was seconds longer than what it should have, but only one, and when he pulled away slightly he stared into her bewildered eyes that were mere inches from his. She hadn't pulled away, and that's what surprised him the most. With that he stood, and walked away from her, leaving a faintly blushing, and seriously flustered Sakura in his wake.

Sakura who was absolutely fuming inside felt like she was embarrassed beyond belief, was also completely and utterly infuriated, and not just at Sasori, but almost entirely by herself. He just freaking kissed her, and she allowed it! Growling at herself, and hitting herself in the head with her hardcover book harshly. Feeling beyond angry, she slammed the book onto a nearby shelf, and stood up, feeling an adrenaline rush in her.

Thankfully the dizziness of the vision she had before was gone, so she could actually walk normally again. She felt like crushing a few mountains in. She needed to start her training regimen soon.

Another thankful thing occurred though, and it set her back into motion, for Itachi had just walked up behind her, and before she could stop herself, and was already pouring chalkra into her fists, and was rounding it right at him. He seemed completely unfazed when he had grabbed her wrists and twisted them so that they didn't feel pain, only so that she couldn't hit him. He stood, staring at her blankly, looking battle ready.

"Enough of that," He said simply.

Scoffing slightly, the anger still within her, she yanked her hands downward forcefully, getting his hands off her. She put her hands on her hips, and spoke rather rudely with forced patience, "Yes? Is it time to leave?"

"Getting angry at yourself won't help anyone."

Sakura straightened, startled at his sudden bluntness. How had he known about Sasori? It was probably their chalkra signatures. Oh wonderful.

"Then who am I to be mad at?" She asked, rather irritatedly.

He took a moment, as if waiting for more emphasis, "Fate."

Sakura sighed deeply, her anger draining slowly from her. This time she asked with mere curiosity, "Is it time?"

He nodded in response, and he started walking, before whistling loudly. Then Katsu came flying back to them. Apparently now she was to meet the actual head of the organization, and Sakura couldn't help but wonder who or what that meant.

My update is late, I know. I've been cramming my head back into books and fanfiction stories the past few days. I wrote nearly all of this last night form like 12-1 a.m. because I was reading a ItaSaku story and Sasori was one of the main characters and I was starting to get irritated by the lack of SasoSaku stories out there. So yeah. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I am both a huge Itachi fan as I am Sasori, so that's why most of this chapter is Itachi, with a little of Sasori in the end.

This story is only in the beginning stages, guys. It's going to be so freaking long. It's gonna kill me, I swear. Can you guys guess whats' gonna happen to the Akatsuki in the future? Can you guess just how much power Sakura is going to obtain?

I actually really enjoyed writing this chapter.

Well I hope you guys review if you like it. Feel free to add insight or ideas for the story, I'm rather easily persuaded.

Ja-ne!

-Cassandra