As I explained in the previous chapter 28, my note to you lovelies, I've been... going through stuff. What that stuff is is unimportant but, unfortunately, it meant that you all had to wait since fricken MARCH for this new chapter. I hope it's up to your standards, guys :D (it should definitely be worth it though)

Also, chapter 29 is finished, it's just getting some editing done (if you guys saw how the chapters look when I first send them off to Chocoholic Princress, then you would honestly wonder how the hell it actually turns out so... proper when released.

ANYWAY! Enough rambling! Read on, lovelies :D


28. The Journey.


"AARGH!" the prisoner screamed from within his cell. His watchers merely continuing on as they were.

"Sakura-chan, you don't understand how he is! He'll kill everyone!" this earnt him a glare, effectively shutting him up.

Once he looked as though he had calmed down more, she turned her brilliant jade eyes back to the road before her, though her partner's heated gaze caught her own.

She cocked her head slightly, a light brushing over her pale cheeks regardless, due to the heat burning in his eyes.

"I love it when you take control like that," his desire was quite clear in his voice. Even Sasuke could hear it.

"Ugh. Get a room."

Sakura's eyes were glued to Itachi's lean form, though he turned to his otouto, breaking eye contact with his lover.

"What's the need? There's no one else around," he said rather suggestively, causing the blush on his tiny lover to bloom to something akin to sunburn, especially when his arms came up on either side of here, trapping her against his brother's cell.

"I-Itachi," she breathed.

His response was quite like a growl, before he brought his lips to hers.

"SAKURA! SAKURA, HELP!" their prisoner screamed, cowering against the further corner of his cell from the pair. "SNAP OUT OF IT!"

She did quite the opposite, actually. She enticed Itachi further, moaning into his mouth, urging him on.

Fortunately for Sasuke (for the time being anyway) his aniki pulled away. He buried his mouth in her pink hair, hiding his mouth from Sasuke's view, and glared at the helpless, young man.

"Sakura, I have walked this path many times before and I know for certain there is an abandoned cabin up ahead," he whispered.

"WHAT'S HE SAYING, SAKURA! DON'T DO IT! WHATEVER IT IS!" he tried.

Sakura's response was a giggle, causing a smirk to find its way to her lover's face and a look of pure horror on the third member of their party.

No matter what he tried, Sasuke knew it wouldn't work on deterring Sakura from her path for she was under Itachi's mind control. Possibly a new jutsu created from his higher-levelled Sharingan. That didn't mean he would stop trying though; constantly screaming at the pair and attempting escape at every possibility.

Sakura stopped suddenly after several minutes of his attempts, and he thought he had finally gotten through to her. That is until she raised her arms above her head in a tired stretch, smiling broadly and her eyes set firmly on something off in the direction they were headed.

He looked to that direction and saw a quaint cabin in the distance.

"I think it's time we call it a night. What about over there?" she offered.

Itachi gave his response in the form of a "hm".

Yes! This is my chance to finally get Itachi away and stop his control on her; I can get her to understand! She can help me!

He continued on in a faux rage to keep his brother and ex-teammate off his train of thoughts.

They trekked on a little longer until they reached their destination. It wasn't quite as small as what it had seemed when they had first spotted it in the distance, but it wasn't that much larger either.

Which meant there would be less chance for privacy with Sakura.

He damned the size of that cabin; a wrench in his plan.

He would make it work. Somehow, he would do it; he would get Itachi out of that cabin so he could talk to Sakura.


She had done well in making it look as though it were her decision in choosing the cabin and not his.

But he saw it; those lust-filled gazes Sakura would send his way. It was the reason they had subtly picked up the pace; the sooner they got there, the sooner they could have their way with each other.

Thankfully though, his otouto had yet to notice.

…or if he did, he hadn't made it known. (I'm seeing a lot of 'had' here)


Itachi led the way inside the abandoned building, putting on quite a convincing show that he had never been there before. Even she, who knew the truth, believed his act.

He checked every room for any signs of danger, leaving Sakura at the rear and watching over her old teammate.

Even Sasuke was smart enough to sense the danger and quietened down once they neared the small structure. Itachi had mentioned earlier, after she had 'spotted' their temporary home, that it was a well-travelled path and that many nin, both nuke and loyal, knew and talked about it. However, he had then gone on to lie and say that he had never actually been there himself, nor had he even travelled the path they were currently taking.

Quite the liar, her lover was. At least he was skilled at it though; covering his tracks and making his lies as believable as possible.

Wherever he went in the building, she would go too, knowing it had already been checked and was safe, pushing Sasuke before her on their path inside.

Finally they reached the centre of the house where it looked like previous 'tenants' had built a small campfire, long-since extinguished.

Sasuke was pushed against the wall closest to the fire pit and thrown one of the musty, old blankets that looked as though it had been there from before either one had captured Sakura. At his protests, he was told by his Aniki that he could either freeze, even with Itachi's fire, it was still rather cold, or he could actually make use of it.

Sasuke saw that neither one of them made a move for any of the other musty blankets and spoke up.

"What are you going to use then?" he spat, knowing they had their own, much newer, cleaner, blankets on hand.

Sakura had turned a shade of red too dark to even match her old clothes anymore, so Itachi took the liberty of answering for the both of them, never allowing his gaze to leave her body as he did so.

"What use is there for a blanket when Sakura and I have each other to keep warm?"

His words had visibly affected Sakura and, once finished laying out dinner, she made to leave the room.

"Where are you going? Don't leave me with him!" Sasuke called after her.

The elder of the Uchiha brothers let out a soft chuckle, automatically gaining the attention of his younger brother.

"Foolish Otouto, she would not leave us alone together," Sasuke's face showed he was clearly unconvinced, especially as Sakura had left the room and he was still there, very much alone, with Itachi.

"I am to join her," he continued with, was that a smile on Itachi's face?

Before Sasuke could pull his gaping jaw from the dirty floors, his brother had already left, leaving Sasuke very much alone and quite disturbed.

He tried not to think of the pair together, as Itachi's voice had very well implied, but with nothing else to do, it was all he could think about.


A sharp, stinging pain met Uchiha Itachi's face as he entered the bathroom they had found earlier while checking for danger.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" she yelled in a hushed tone so Sasuke wouldn't actually hear their argument.

Itachi feigned a look of surprise, bothering Sakura all the more. This time, she clenched her fist and brought it to his chest. He responded by bringing his hands to hers at his chest.

"If we continue as we are, I believe I'll be covered in bruises by night time."

"Damn you…" she was cut off as she brought her other fist to his chest, but had it stopped by his own.

Her anger reached its peak as a smirk crossed his features as he brought her hands to his lips and kissed them ever so softly.

"You can't just…" again, she was cut off by him. This time by his shushing her.

He pulled his lover closer, wishing to claim her as his own once more.

His lips met her own in a tantalizingly slow kiss, tempting her as best he could.

Once the Uchiha knew his prey was under his spell, he released her fists, knowing she would not even attempt to harm him. At the realization that her hands had been set free, Sakura brought her hands up, to peruse the body of her lover.

He, in turn, roved his hands across her body, feeling every curve that was Sakura, everything that was her, everything he desired about this particular woman.

It was as though her body had a mind of its own as it moved closer towards his.

Sakura pulled away from their kiss for breath, while her black-haired lover seemed to only need more of her for sustenance. His lips cut across her jaw, and straight to her neck, tasting her sweet skin, feeling her moans as he made her create them.

"'tachi… -kun" she breathed, alluring him further.

His hands pushed their way down her back to her firm behind, all the while pushing her against the closest wall.

At that, she let out a small 'umph'.

He pulled from roving her body, eyes asking if she were alright. With a quick nod, he pushed his own pelvis against her own, closing the gap between himself and the wall and continued having his way with her.

Sakura jumped slightly, lifting her legs to wrap them around his body. She pulled herself as close as their bodies would allow and rubbed him through his pants.

"Oh god!" Itachi growled against his lover's mouth.

She continued on for several moments more, watching as he succumbed to the pleasure, allowing his head to loll back.

"And I thought… you were the… oh… the experienced one… here?" she breathed out, feeling just as much pleasure as the man she was with.

He pulled his head back, but the look in his eyes told her that she was in trouble.

The next thing she knew, there was a low growl, then she was pulled from the wall and to a soft cushioning. Though it may have been soft, she still had to let out a quiet shriek at the impact after being thrown.

Pushing up onto her elbows, she watched as Itachi barely contained himself, undoing the restraints to his pants then raised his shirt over his head.

"You're too cheeky for your own good, my sweet," he practically purred out before he knelt by the edge of the bed he had thrown his pink-haired beauty on and reached out to her.

By the time she realized what he was doing, all she could do was grab for the headboard, but he still made for her medic's apron.

Once he'd pulled it from her, he let it drop to the floor, joining his own pants and shirt.

Spotting an opening for any chance at a possible escape, she flipped herself making for the headboard once again, but she knew her attempt had failed before it had even truly begun when she felt the edge of the bed dip and her lover's strong, calloused hands on her sides.

"My Sakura, where might you be off to?"

She was rendered speechless as his arms roamed her sides, forcing her to clench her fists.

He teased her as she had him, by pushing himself up against her rear, forcing her to feel him through the thin layer of cloth she called her shorts.

The upper-half of her body rose, and he took the opportunity to serenade her body in the delicious pleasure he knew she desired so very much.

He began at her neck, sucking and nibbling as he moved his way along, hands wandering down her flat stomach, enjoying every curve she had to offer.

He heard the small gasp he knew she had been trying to keep in, when he pushed his hands past the band of her shorts, teasing her by rubbing her where she was most sensitive, earning him a moan she hadn't even bothered to try and cover up.

However, her whimper let him know she hadn't wanted him to stop when he had, but he had other plans in mind… like exposing more of her body to him. His hands had a mind of their own as they brought themselves back up her body, pulling her shirt up along with them, massaging her skin, heightening her desire.

She was more than ready for him, her body practically begging for him to take her as she was… but he had other plans. He wanted to bring her to the brink of ecstasy before taking her; he knew it would be all the more pleasurable for the both of them.

"Itachi!" she gasped out as he wandered over her pert nipples.

Wishing to tease her all the more, he pulled his hand back, forcing a hiss out of the woman before him. Continuously, he moved back and forth over her breast, eliciting multiple moans from her.

"AH! 'Tachi! No! Ah! Stop!"

He growled beside her ear before near-whispering in a low tone. "But it's no fun without you like this."

Her hand was quick to cover her mouth as more whimpers escaped her at his thorough rubbing.

"Ah ah a-ah," he pulled her shirt well above her head so she wasn't able to bring them back down; he wanted to hear everything.

"That's cheating, Sa-ku-ra-chan," shivers wracked her body with the sensual way he spoke her name, and he had felt every bit of it.

With one hand roaming the skin of her breast, he allowed the other to slide back down her body, to her moist womanhood.

Though it was covered, Sakura could still feel every touch her lover gave her.

Her purred at the space beside what he assumed was her ear and growled out his joy at finding her to be so wet already. With a little nip at the shirt covering her ear, Itachi had her whimpering all over again.

"I think it's about time we rid ourselves of these, don't you think, Sakura-chan?"

He pulled at the band of her shorts, bringing them lower and lower down her thighs and closer to her knees, also exposing her womanhood to him.

And he took full advantage of this new opportunity.

"Oh! God!" she screamed at the intense pleasure he was forcing upon her through the use of his talented fingers, body curving into his to relieve whatever it could, but to no avail. It merely allowed him to enter further into her.

she screamed, attempting her raven-haired lover's name, but only making it as far as the first syllable.

With each push and pull of his fingers, he felt her clench tighter and tighter. Combined with that oh-so-desireable scream that made his skin shiver with delight, he knew she was about to come undone, so he sped up his pace. Her breaths harshened, barely able to keep herself together as it was, but then he pushed harder, pulled faster.

Oh god, she couldn't handle it.

A piercing scream left her lips; so loud, the Akatsuki had probably heard it.

He kept still, enjoying the pulsing of her womanhood around his fingers.

"I…ta…chi…" she panted.

She felt his fingers leave her and his body move behind her. She then felt him pushing aay from her and his lips against her body, moving down her pale back

He brought his thin lips to the apex of her thighs and took her in to his mouth. With her still orgasming, the feel of his mouth at her womanhood was twice as euphoric as it would have been in any regular case.

"Ta…! NO! Oh God!"

He had her clutching at the sheets and screaming for more.

When she was almost at her peak once more, he pulled away.

"Why? No!"

At that, he had Sakura flipped, both of them completely unclothed, and his beautiful lover ready for the taking.

Hands on her hips, Itachi pulled her to him and positioned himself at her entrance, remaining there just tease her.

"God! Itachi! Just do it already!"

He leant forward and whispered by her ear, "but it wouldn't be as fun that way."

As he pulled away, he watched her face transform from need to surprise as he pushed himself in.

A high-pitched scream filled the room. No, the entire house, actually.

"Now that's what I'm wanting," he smirked, stopping his movements just to get a reaction out of her.

What he got in return was her nails deep in his skin, trying to push them back together.

A grunt was let out by him at the sudden pain, but he quite enjoyed her more authoritative side. It was much more becoming of her.

"If that's what you're after, my Sakura-chan," was all she heard before she didn't know up from down. He pushed himself inside her with such force, she could barely stand it. She was barely even over her first orgasm, let alone the soon-after second or the soon-to-be third.

This time around, she wasn't able to hold out even half as long, try as she might.

"'TAAAAAA'!"

"Oh God!"

Not even he could remain stoic throughout this time of their sexual encounter.

He pushed as much as he could through his exhausted state, but that honestly wasn't very much.

All that could be heard not even moments later were their harsh pants, slowing with each passing moment.

"If… every night… is like… that…"

"I'd be more than accommodating, Sakura-chan."

Itachi pulled his pinkette to him and covered them up with what sheets they had found about the room.

They lay naked in the ambiance of the aftermath of their lovemaking several moments more, before Sakura knew she had to bring something up that would completely ruin the mood.

I'll wait until morning. Only those clinically insane would do so.


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