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Sakura's POV

"Did you heal his eyes?" Kisame interuppted, again. I hesitated before answering.

"I... tried," I said, looking down at my crossed legs. I had tried to heal Itachi's eyesight, but I didn't heal his eyes all at once, which is why his eyes became even worse...

"Sakura," I lifted my head to meet Sasuke's gaze, and then I noticed the tears that had fallen from my eyes. I quickly wiped them away, hoping Kisame wouldn't see; The last thing I needed was his teasing right now. But when I tried to speak, my voice cracked.

"I made him worse." My body began to shake as I remembered what happened. I remembered his cry of agony, I remember his eyes that were full of pain and hatred, torwards me. I remember the way he hit me so hard on my cheek that I couldn't even talk for a whole day because it hurt so much. Itachi thought I was trying to kill him...

I shook my head. Now was not the time to be crying. I hadn't done anything on purpose; It was an accident. Once I got a hold of myself, I started again.

"When he found that I had his medicine, he was so angry that for the first time, I thought he was actually going to kill me..."

Flashback--

"What do you think you are doing?" I looked up at the angry Itachi, who was cluthcing my wrist so hard that I feared it might break. I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out. Itachi's sharingan was activated, but I couldn't bring myself to look away.

The tomoes began to spin, and suddenly, everything went black.

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Itachi's POV

I watched impassively as the girl's eyes closed slowly, and she lurched forward. My arm shot out to stop her from hitting the desk, though; Pein-Sama did not want this girl injured. Not only was she here to be our medic, she was also a nice hostage for the Kyuubi container. I did not know if he had sent out a ransom note, but I doubted if he had.

I laid Sakura on the bed, feeling a new found hatred stirring in me. It was an unreasonable hatred, though. She had only found the pills, probably only counting them. I looked at the floor, realizing that when I had knocked her out, the pills had fallen. I bent down, picking them up, and put them back into the bottle that was open on the drawer.

I looked back at her sleeping figure, hating her for not only searching through my things, but for a different feeling she had given me. I had begun to enjoy her company, and any feelings besides annoyance and hatred were forbidden.

I would never allow myself to get close to anyone, again. Because of affection, I could not kill Sasuke. Affection is weakness, affection only leads to destruction. I had begun to think that people were better off without emotions, but then this world would be even more boring. Not that my life is boring, rather I resent it. But soon it shall come to an end...

Sakura stirred and mumbled something in her sleep.

"...Sasuke..-kun..." Her brow furrowed in worry and something else. I was too preoccupied with what she had said to figure out what that something was. I had almost forgotten that this girl was on my brother's team. Apparently she had cared for him...

It was very easy to believe. I could already tell that she was a loving person, yet she had an anger problem. I sighed and walked out of the room, deciding to let Sakura sleep before questioning her.

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Sakura's POV

Usually, when I wake up, I am confused. But this time, I definitely wasn't. I had quickly remembered being knocked unconsious by Itachi's Sharingan the second my eyes opened. Why the nerve of that guy! He thinks he can just render me unconsious just like that!? Grrr... The next time I see him I am going to chew him out! And I don't care if he's-

Easy, outer, calm down...

Hmm, my Inner self wasn't usually the one to talk sense into me. I sighed, trying to let go of my anger. As the emotion left, another came. Guilt.

He had every right to be angry with me. I snooped around in his things, and he caught me. I would be mad, too, if I were him... I sat up on the bed, feeling dizzy as the blood rushed to my head. I put hand to my forehead, screwing my eyes shut, still seeing blue and green lights behind my eyelids.

I swung my feet over the bed, noticing that he hadn't put the medicine bottle back in the drawer. I picked it up, considering on whether or not to count them, but decided it wasn't right. I sighed, and put the bottle back into the drawer.

I walked to the door, opened it, and went outside.

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Finding Itachi was harder than I thought, or rather, trying to find him. I peeked inside the rooms, which were usually creeked open. When I got to Hidan's room, I noticed that it was closed. I knocked on the door.

"What?!" Someone called, sounding irritable. I opened the door slightly, poking my head in. "Umm, is Itachi in here?" I asked quietly. Hidan turned around.

"Why the h-" He stopped when he noticed that it was me. He smirked, a sly look in his eye. I was just about to close the door, when he suddenly threw it open and grabbed my arm. I gasped when he pulled me inside, throwing me to the floor, on my back. I exhaled painfully.

Hidan only smirked and walked closer. He grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head, and he got down on his knees, which were at either sides on my body. I tried to fight back. My eyes widened considerably when I couldn't feel my chakra. Had he done something to deplete my chakra? Wait... I couldn't even feel his hands on me, though I could clearly see them on my arms. He had numbed my whole body.

Well, not my whole body; I could still feel my face. I don't know what kin of jutsu he had used but-

"Heh, I haven't had some fun in a while... Might as well have you..." My eyes widened in horror. Was he talking about... about raping me? I tried to scream, but I was silenced by another pair of lips on mine. The feeling of disgust washed over me, drowning out the horror. I squeezed my eyes shut, preventing the tears from falling.

His mouth forced mine open with his open, his wet tongue slipping in. I made a sound in the back of my throat, and bit down hard on his tongue. He instantly withdrew, but when I opened my eyes to see his expression, he was grinning. The blood ran down his chin, and he wiped it away. His face again got close to mine, and so I turned my head to the side, once again closing my eyes.

"Pain turns me on, medic," He whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, making him flinch. He suddenly stood, grabbing the front of my shirt, and hoisted me up. He pushed me torwards he door just as it opened, and I landed into someone's chest.

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