Title: Moments in Time
Author: AppleL0V3R
Beta-reader: Terror-Of-The-Crimson-Night
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Uchiha, Itachi and Haruno, Sakura
Chapter: Fourteen – Two-Hundred-Sixty-One through Two-Hundred-Eighty
Rating: T
Type: Drabble Collection – Incomplete
Summary: 500 Short {crazy, funny, serious, angst filled, loving} moments between Itachi and Sakura.
Word Count: 3,284
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, #5 First Kiss, #7 Orgy, #8 Lick, #9 Kinky, #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, #29 Secret, #30 Sexy, #31 Lust, #32 I, #33 Orange, #34 Buy, #35 Emergency, #38 Unity, #39 Jargon, #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, #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, #120 Writer's Choice and #126 Sweet.
Unfinished (and not posted) Skits-turned-one-shots: #3 Sex, #4 Kiss, #10 Suffer, #11 Lips, #36 Real, #37 Vampire, #40 Writer's Choice, #62 Shower, #63 Tell, #81 Tea, #82 Physical, #83 Tale, #86 Smoke, #87 Talent, #89 Cold, #90 Imagine, #91 Gift, #93 Truth, #96 Time, #98 Camping, #100 Writer's Choice, #102 Attractive, #103 Food, #104 Punk, #105 Party, #108 Sing, #109 Hospital, #118 Inside, #121 Try, #122 Loveable, #128 Boat, #129 Laces, #130 Decorate, #131 Slave, #133 Armed, #134 Cut, #135 Love Me, #136 Villain, #137 Alcohol, #138 Outside, #139 March, #140 Writer's Choice, #141 Sun, #143 Gay, #144 Video, #145 Music, #146 Paint, #147 Forest, #148 Face, #149 Pants, #150 Wedding, #151 Pierce, #152 Do, #153 Threat, #154 Meet #155 Kiss Me, #156 Skeptic, #157 Lip Stick, #158 Dazzle, #159 April, #160 Writer's Choice, #161 If, #162 Laughter, #163 Have, #164 Farm, #165 Moment, #166 Santa Claus, #167 Dance, #168 Dance, #169 Silly, #170 Displaced, #171 Breed, #173 Guard, #174 Acid, #175 "I Love You", #176 Hate, #177 Eye Liner, #178 Settle, #179 May, #180 Writer's Choice, #181 Happiness, #182 Wet, #183 Hell, #184 Animal, #185 Smile, #187 Control, #188 Abhor, #189 Clown, #190 Decadence, #191 Eulogy, #192 Doom, #194 Lost, #195 Found, #196 Things, #197 Prostitute, #198 Paragraph, #199 June, #200 Writer's Choice, #201 Make, #202 Photo-graph, #203 Depth, #204 Desire, #205 Frown, #206 Jet Plane, #207 Let Go, #208 Distract, #209 Believe Me, #210 Machine, #211 Cry, #212 Over, #213 Space, #215 Shopping, #216 Mind, #217 Impression, #218 Ignorant, #219 June, #220 Writer's Choice, #221 Why, #222 Marriage, #223 Can, #224 Pretty, #225 Travel, #226 Orgasm, #227 Good, #228 Bad, #229 Skill, #230 Famous, #231 Rape, #232 Under, #233 Alien, #234 Play, #235 Stolen, #236 Lover, #237 Underling, #238 Callous, #239 August, #240 Writer's Choice, #242 Make Up, #243 Beg, #244 Forget, #245 Sympathetic, #249 Fantastic, #252 Mask, #253 Warm, #254 Sour, #255 Starving, #256 Write, #259 September and #260 Writer's Choice.
266 Acoustic is right after 34 Buy. 269 Pure is a continuation of 225 Temple.
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261. You (Itachi)
He watched her mouth form the word, not hearing it. And it made his entire world turn upside down because it meant she knew, it meant he could no longer evade and disconnect himself. Dimly he realized some part of him was relieved because of it, but the rest of him knew better.
Things would never be the same.
He had the urge to turn his eyes away, observe the world around him to implant the scene in his head so he'd never forget. No matter what happened next, this was something he'd hold onto. But he kept his eyes solely on her, waiting for her to do more, say more; knowing in the back of his head that if she didn't than that change would be his world breaking.
262. Christmas (Sakura)
She hummed Deck the Halls to herself; it was a tune she always seemed to know but had an excuse to sing at this time of year. She moved about the tree, happily hanging the stencils on the branches along with ornaments and festive lights. If anyone asked what her favorite holiday was, she'd answer Christmas hands down. But that was mostly because she hadn't grown up in Japan, she'd grown up in America where the holiday was not only national but it was one that was widely celebrated. In Japan it was treated like a second Valentines day or something, having no actual festive meaning other than expressing love to that special someone.
Though, this year she didn't have any room to talk because she intended to spend it with her boyfriend but not.
263. New Year's (Itachi)
He settled beside her, handing her one of the two drinks he held. She took it with a smile and took a sip of it even as she shifted so that there was room for him on the couch. When Itachi was comfortable, she moved again so as to fill in the space around him, both careful not to spill their glasses.
"I can't believe it." She murmured.
He nodded, "Another year gone." Subconsciously, he reached for her free hand, intertwining their fingers as he did so.
"And another to come." Sakura added on, resting her head on his chest as she laid on his chest.
They watched the number slowly count down from ten, nine, eight, and simply enjoyed each other's company as they had for so long now.
264. Halloween (Sakura)
This wasn't happening. This could not be happening.
But it was.
She refrained from even so much as turning her head in his direction, doing her damnedest to focus on the paperwork in front of her. Because paperwork was normal, an every day type of thing. And it most certainly was not the same as seeing the dead ghost of criminal. Not just any criminal either, Uchiha Itachi.
She risked a peek only to see him lounging in a chair that he'd turned so that he could face her, and quickly looked back down. He had his hands folded in his lap, looking so real and solid that if she hadn't known better she would have thought he was alive.
This was definitely not happening.
265. Damned (Itachi)
Sable eyes narrowed, as he saw for himself that indeed the book he was guarding was not only gone but with the linger scent of human left behind. And if he was correct, this human was not only female but only in her early twenties.
His mouth twitched into a frown as he turned to walk back out of the dark room that was entombed in his family's original home. The one that housed the Book of Damnation.
Fury ignited at the knowledge that a girl child of a human had gotten into such a highly guarded place and left before he even noticed that the key to the world's destruction was out of his hands once more.
He would find her and the book.
266. Acoustic (Sakura)
She glanced at the door out of habit when she heard the door bell chime. Green eyes blinked and then she smiled, "Itachi, I see you ended up coming back." She tried not to be awkward but it was hard remembering the way their last meeting had ended. Even if it had been two months since.
He nodded to her, "You offered guitar lessons?"
Again she blinked and searched her memory for verification. "For your little brother, right? Does he know you're signing him up for them?"
Itachi paused, seeming to study her a moment before shaking him. "The lessons wouldn't be for him."
"Oh?" Her pink brow knitted together as she tried to think of who they could be for then.
He must have caught her confusion and saw fit to enlighten her, "Me."
267. Right (Itachi)
The world was wrong in so many ways, but it always righted itself. Each time it slipped, it tipped back into place; each time it caved in on itself, it pushed back out, removing the created dents; and when it turned upside down, though the inhabitants were left with jumbled lives and too much chaos, it still turned itself upright once more.
So what happened when it turned itself inside out?
Itachi stared down at the medic at his feet, her body bloody and bruised as she tried to move. It was clear that someone had tried to take her life, but she'd managed to escape not only her aggressor but the rock walls of her Konoha camp.
Crimson eyes blinked to the ringed ones of his partner before returning to her. Finally he crouched, "Who did this to you?"
268. Wander (Sakura)
She shoved her hands in her pockets, not really looking at the world around her as she kept walking. Her gait nothing more than a saunter as she felt the world around her. The wind in her hair, the gravel beneath her feet and the people moving towards somewhere all around her.
But not her. She had nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. For the first time in a long time.
So she blinked and smiled to herself. She should enjoy this after everything she'd been through.
And she didn't look to her left as he fell in step. "I'm going to miss being a shinobi."
He nodded, "But it will be nice to be a wanderer and simply watch the world change and grow."
269. Pure (Itachi)
He hated stairs, Itachi concluded as he finally finished climbing the innumerable amount of stone steps. Why in the hell did shrines and temples have so many steps just to get to the place? Wouldn't that deter someone from wanting to go back again or maybe even turn them around halfway?
But he had to come here. Because of her. Because he'd heard this was where she lived. It made sense considering he kept seeing her at places of holy ground.
So he picked up his feet and headed for the inside of the place, going through the tourist part first.
A familiar giggle stopped him in his tracks. Turning he found her – older, cuter – holding out a charm for him, "For good luck. You're going to need it, I-ta-chi."
270. Politics (Sakura)
She let her body slump into the chair at her kitchen table. Placing both her elbows on it and then her forehead in her hands she sighed, letting green eyes fall shut. Right then, all she wanted was for the day to be over and the stress of her job to be gone.
Instead she smiled and hummed when she felt her honey's hands settle on her shoulders. A shiver went down her spine at the feel of his hot breath, "Welcome home."
She took a moment to marvel at how even though it had been nearly a decade, he still had the same affect on her.
Some days she felt like she was married to her job as a politician more than she was him because of how much time she spent away. And then she'd come home to his loving arms and that seemed to make everything okay.
"It's good to be home."
271. Book (Itachi)
He knows it's a bit absurd, but he can't help but think how it's odd that every book he picks up the exact same name is written it just before his. And of course it would have to be the same name of his little brother's ex-girlfriend from so long ago.
At first he hadn't noticed and then it had made him quirk his lips at the oddity but never actually make a difference. Now it was plaguing him, and what was worse was he had no idea how to find the woman.
Not for the first time he puts the newest book he's gotten into down simply because he can't focus.
Perhaps its luck or fate or just a coincidence, but when he looks up form his table she's across the street.
Haruno, Sakura.
272. Black (Sakura)
Sakura blinks once then twice, hoping she was delusional. Only to realize the implications of hoping that and so she in turn hopes she's dreaming. But as she keeps looking into those black, black eyes, she knows she's not. And she can't figure out if that's bad or good.
Taking a shaky breath, she tries to shuffle backwards only for those eyes to sharpen almost warningly. So she stops, and decides maybe doing what he wants – whatever the hell that may be – might be better for her health.
She knows she should be quiet, it make everything go by faster and easier but her mouth is already open before she can stop it. "What do you want?"
Her body goes rigid as he tilts his head and then smiles, "You."
273. Warn (Itachi)
One moment he was walking, talking to his best friend, and the next something slammed into his back causing him to lose his balance and fall forward. He didn't need to look to know who was responsible, in fact all he did was sigh and get his arms under him so that he didn't have to keep his face in the cement. "Sakura, I've told you not to do that."
He felt rather than heard her sheepish laugh, "Sorry, I saw you and I couldn't help it. It's been forever." But she still got off, letting him to his feet.
What was she, a child? "It's been two hours." When he was on them he brushed off the dust and pinned her with an irritated look.
"Like I said, forever."
274. Words (Sakura)
Green eyes flickered between the two quotes on her computer screen, not sure which one she wanted. After all, she could only use one and they both were pretty powerful. As she kept looking back and forth she was tempted to simply sigh, but out of her peripheral vision she saw a mug with what looked like creamed coffee inside set down near her hand.
So she sighed, but for a different reason.
"Thank you, Itachi."
He didn't say anything, but she knew he was still behind her. Just as she was about to turn to him, his hand came back into view as he pointed to the quote on bottom.
It never ceased to amaze her just how awesome her housemate was. "Again, thanks."
275. Attention (Itachi)
There were a lot of way to get someone's attention, but it usually depended on the person and the situation. Usually.
Itachi was certain as he stared, that if anything could get anyone's attention no matter what, it was this. His house was torn apart and there was blood everywhere, but he didn't see any bodies or the source of it anywhere. Not to mention the fact that he lived alone.
But he couldn't look away from the wall.
Right in front of him, nailed to the wall was a girl no older than Sasuke, her head hung down and her body bruised. But there wasn't any blood, not a drop and her clothes were fine. As where her feathered wings that seemed to be turning black before his eyes.
276. Read (Sakura)
Closing her eyes, she tried not to scream or pull her hair out. She knew the urges were dramatic, but right then, she felt they were very much warranted. Especially since she shouldn't be having so much trouble. How hard was it to read a piece of paper and combine it with the right signs so as to get to her destination? Not hard, at least not usually. But she felt like the world was screwing with her because the directions and the signs both said she was exactly where she was supposed to be.
Except the place wasn't here.
Turning she was about to head back to her car, except there was suddenly a guy between her and the vehicle.
"Are you lost, Miss?"
277. Virginity (Itachi)
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He simply couldn't. "Hokage-sama…" Itachi ventured cautiously, the woman raised a blonde eyebrow in turn. "Are you telling me, that my medic will be used as bait because…of her virginity?"
"Is that so surprising? I realize Sakura is a looker, but she's quite a workaholic."
He nearly growled, "That's not what I meant, what I meant was that you are using my medic who is still to young for such things as bait for something as simple as information that is most likely faulty and probably not that useful?"
Hazel eyes narrowed warningly at him, "Uchiha, are you saying you won't take the mission because of that?"
Itachi meet her head on, "Yes, besides. Haruno, isn't a virgin."
278. Whipped (Sakura)
She was going to die. She was going to die because someone up there had a twisted sense of humor like most with a lot of power did. Because she was pretty sure there were better things to do than have her chased down by a powerful demon who was intent on making her his wife.
Granted, at first the prospect had been flattering and straight out of a hopeless romantic's dream. After all being a demon's wife, especially one so handsome, was unreal and to top it off, he was a demon lord. Then she realized the guy was being serious.
Now she was running for her life. Well, technically, she was actually running to stay single.
And she was pathetically out of shape.
279. October (Itachi)
The tenth month
Itachi is twenty-one now. His family had been indeed been up to something, they'd been up to an arranged marriage. The whole thing had been a complete and utter disaster, complete with offended officials and pissed of clan elders. But even after it he couldn't find it in him to care all that much. He still spoke to Sasuke as much as usual and it wasn't like the clan could foist Itachi's responsibilities onto his younger brother.
Especially since he was now spending much of his free time with team and Sakura, nearly living in her home. And the rosette herself had inadvertently managed to propose to him just to get him out of the arranged marriage. And he was infinitely thankful to Sakura's parents for letting the marriage happen even though their daughter was only sixteen.
280. Writer's Choice (Sakura)
Sakura sighed with frustration, "Naruto, give me back my glasses please."
But of course, her heart's brother merely grinned at her, "But Sakura, it's not like you need them."
"I do if I don't want my cover blown, now give them here." It just figured, the one guy that she told she was an actual in the flesh spy, would do the best he could at every turn to make things harder for her. It wasn't that he wanted to see her fail; he just wanted to see what she could do. Which was almost as bad, now that she thought about it.
He opened his mouth to reply but never got the words out as another blonde settled in the chair next to Sakura's and dark haired man put his hands on the one behind her. "Too late, Sakura."