Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Never have, never will.

As Sakura continued to treat Itachi, he rested his eyes for a moment. The working medic noted the prominent circles underneath his eyes and decided to show some compassion. She let him sleep. Brandishing his wound with medicinal ointment, she finished it up with a touch of healing chakra and with a fresh bandage.

"Itachi," she whispered sharply, hoping to shock the man out of his slumber. Instead, the stupid guy woke up calmly, eyes opening slowly. "I'm done."

He nodded, swinging his leg off the chair. "Thank you, Sakura-san. It was much appreciated."

Hearing his sincere gratitude, Sakura became a little meek and bit her lower lip. "You...you're welcome."

He gave her a small smile, one that wouldn't have been noticed before. However, with the lack of hair hiding his face, it revealed itself, bright as the sun.

Sakura had to catch her breath.

The injured man walked to the door and exited the house.

Once out of the dreadful house, Itachi picked up his pace and reached the inside of his home within five seconds. Upon slamming the door shut, he let out a puff of air and allowed his face to redden. God, the way she was biting her lip! He couldn't get it out of his mind. Did she know how alluring it looked or was she completely oblivious to it?

It was so...nice of her to take care of his wound for him. It was uncharacteristic. They were supposed to be the feuding neighbors, like the Capulets and the Montague.

Pablo came running up to him placed the pads of his paws on Itach's leg, wagging his tail wildly. Itachi allowed a smile to slip on his face.

"Pablo, you're a good dog."

During the night, Sakura woke up and was unable to fall back asleep. She groaned aloud and rubbed her eyes. She tried and tried, thrashing around under her bed sheets, but the young woman was wide awake. Grumbling softly, she threw the covers off and headed down the stairs.

Sakura couldn't stop thinking about her argument with Sasuke. Come to think of it, she hadn't even given him a chance to explain himself or anything. She supposed that that was unfair. However, she just couldn't get into Sasuke's mindset. What was it that drove him to say THAT so early in their relationship? She just didn't get it. Also, why would he want-no- need a wife like that? She didn't understand the traditions of the clan.

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity of thought, she exited her house and knocked on her neighbor's door.

Itachi's eyes flew open when he heard the rapping on his door. Pablo immediately started to yap, loudly as he could. Dragging his hands down his face, he let out a tired sigh. He subconsciously reached to the back of his head to tie his hair into a ponytail but realized that there was no hair there to do that with. He sighed once more.

I don't want to get up.

However, the knocking was relentless, and Itachi sensed the chakra of the person.

"Sakura..." he mumbled sleepily. "I'm coming," he said to no one in particular and sluggishly got out of bed.

Limping down the stairs, he put up a perfect front once he reached the door. Turning the handle, he let out a quick yawn and opened the door.

There Sakura was, sheepishly smiling. She was biting her lip nervously at the same time, and Itachi had to tear his eyes away. "Sorry," she whispered. "I know it's late. I just needed to ask you something."

Itachi smiled tightly. "It's all right," he replied. "I wasn't doing anything anyway." Besides sleeping, he added in his mind. He gave her access to his home by stepping aside. "Please, come in."

"Oh, uh, thanks." She awkwardly stepped inside the house. "I promise this won't take long."

"Very well," Itachi said. "Please have a seat." He motioned to the table. Sakura swiftly and loudly made her way to the table, almost marching to it. She then clunked down into a chair. Itachi gracefully took the chair opposite her.

Then Sakura blurted, "What does Sasuke mean he needs an "elegant, graceful woman for a wife who will stay home and entertain guests if needed?"

Itachi mentally slapped himself. This would take very, very long He stood out of his chair. "Would you like some tea, Sakura-san?"

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Next Update: I don't know...sorry!

I've been super busy lately, I don't even know why! I've also been getting in a lot of fights with my mom, so that's your explanation for why this is super late. I'll try to poop a chapter out tomorrow, otherwise...just wait. It'll probably be a longer one.