Time passed by since Jiraiya's death. Naruto was back to the village and Konoha wasn't facing any Akatsuki threat like the last message by the defunct Sennin alerted.

Sasuke was almost forgotten in his cell and Itachi was a civilian again, but still not a ninja in service. Still, he was going around the Hokage Tower from to time, under summon. Itachi's eyes weren't fully healed, he could still damage his eyes if he ever uses his Mangekyou, but his vision was clear enough for a civilian life. His sessions were less frequent and today, the Haruno doctor should be at his place for that.

Sakura felt ashamed of herself each time she met Itachi; the butterflies she felt in her stomach were making her feel guilty. She felt bad for the simple reason she felt dumb or egoistic : how could she feel happy or attracted to Sasuke's brother now that he came back to Konoha when she cried so much about him for years ? Yet, the older Uchiha's smile at her direction made all the guilt melt.

She has time and space to share with him today, and she's all happy about it despite the last session's incident : she took a misstep and fell backward, on his lap. She was terrified of what could be his reaction for a second, but he gently brushed her shoulder and asked her if she was alright, with a very faint almost inaudible laugher. It mesmerized her.

She wished for something more for this session, no matter how guilty she felt deep inside.

As she arrived at Itachi's place, they discussed some political, generally known, rumours and facts before getting started. After almost an hour, she was done with the partial surgery she did on his temple and was now at the finishings.

Itachi learned she was done when her chakra stream leaved his head and thanked her for the gentleness as his eyes opened and fixated the floor behind her, through the gap between her left arm and chest.

In some instants, Sakura remembered some weird flashbacks, some dream memories where his hair covered her face as he made her scream her name. Not only, she remembered further touches and feels and his eyes that he rose now from the floor to her face, with some lingering over her chest, made her want more pleasure from that lover. So, she kissed him.

As she retreated gently, Itachi's eyes were fixating hers. Her face was just few centimetres from his and she couldn't resist caressing his left cheek as her left hand was almost massaging his shoulder.

"What do you mean we may be attacked ?" asked Danzou.

Tsunade didn't knew how much she could trust that man any further and assumed it best to be clear with him as long as the deep details are kept and so made him know that "Itachi said that the Akatsuki are on a next level of Jinchuuriki hunt and the Kyuubi can be the next target anytime soon."

"Don't you think he's the one charged with that mission? Just because he's back today doesn't necessarily means he's loyal to Kono-..." said Danzo, when Tsunade interrupted him : "PLEASE. Naruto isn't even in Konoha."

"Haruno-san." Sakura kept hearing. It was Itachi's voice. Yet, he was there facing her few centimetres from her face and his mouth was sealed close. How could he call her name ?

"Sakura." he said.

Blanking twice at being called by her first name by Itachi, Sakura was seeing his eyebrows almost knitted. His eyes, fixed on hers, Sharingan on, were dead serious.

"Sakura." he said again, while her lips drew her eyes' attention on them as they moved with her thumb on their left corner. Her fingers were playing with his ear.

She suddenly realised what she was doing and jumped few steps backward, her face fully red. She hid her daring hands behind her back and kept her eyes on the ground. What is she supposed to say ?

Sasuke. Deep in her heart, she felt shame and pain. She loves Sasuke so much yet she's blindly desiring and wanting his brother. Why ? Why is she hallucinating moreover? She couldn't contain her tears. Shame, pain, sadness and anger. Her headache got stronger for some reasons as she tried to understand what's happening to her brain and senses.

The last time Sakura passed by, Itachi noticed some alarming Genjutsu signs. She even confused her Mangekyou with another pattern; which he suspects it to be Sasuke. Did his battle against his brother awaken the Mangekyou ? Or was it because he thought him dead ? It was confusing.

The Haruno doctor was coming at his place this morning, they're supposed to have a quick session the visit Sasuke. When she arrived, he could tell that the Genjutsu wasn't totally broken. She looked tired and not well concentrated; her eyes were supported with strong black circles as if she spent the night having nightmares.

When the surgery was done, she started covering its traces and healing their stigmas. Once done, Itachi wondered what was next as she kept standing next to him.

In fact, he didn't feel so at ease while having that much physical proximity. He didn't let his guard down since he left Konoha, not even for some random places where he won't be recognised. But here he was a civilian, back to his nation, recognised again as one of them and away from main dangers. His mind, feeling more secure and restful, left room to think about pleasure. He didn't expect himself to think about that there and then.

In the silence of that room, the warmth of the woman next to him affected him and her shapes made him nervous. He didn't want to think of these stuff.

But he couldn't.

He wanted to exchange some touches but preferred not to. He should visit some prostitute perhaps. Yet, he wasn't allowed to leave his place without escort and there was no way he could ask her for that.

While he was lost in those thoughts he'd qualify as embarrassing, Itachi didn't notice Sakura's arms' movement since it was so normal that they moved in different ways around his head. But he felt approached seriously when her torso was leaning forward and approaching him. Her face got closer and closer to his and he felt stunned at what was happening.

There. Sakura slowly brought herself to the ground as her head hurt her more and more. She was angry at Sasuke who may have made her under a Genjutsu. But what for ?! Was there a mistake of some kind ? She couldn't tell. She could simply cry as she always did in the past.

"Recompose yourself." she tried to convince herself.

Steps were approaching her. Itachi was clearly angry at her and wants answers for her behaviour. She can't even remember what's real and what isn't. She was too confused she didn't even know if she did kiss him or was that memory like those from her dreams ? Can she ask him about that ?

Can she trust him and be honest about what she's experiencing ?

"Haruno-san ?" asked the Uchiha, adding "Are you under a Genjutsu ? Or ..."

"Or what ?!" thought Sakura as she rose her tearful eyes and reddened face to face him.

Itachi inspected the visage facing him for a moment before drifting his eyes around the room, as a faint blush appeared on his ears as he said : "You don't seem under Genjutsu... So what's wrong ? Are you having hallucinations of other kinds?"

Was there anything bad in desiring this man ? Why would it be bad, shameful, unexpectable, weird or even unacceptable ?! Sexuality was a normal activity and absolutely not taboo in their military domain. She needed that more than ever and perhaps he does too.

Itachi felt the heat of the situation, or the tension growing between them as he diverted his eyes from her. He felt her visual attractiveness, but also the biological ones; he was a human and his hormones was answering hers. He felt that she was approaching him so decided to look at her, and perhaps intimidate her with a serious look so she could stop. Opposite to what he expected, despite his higher position, he felt humiliated by her gazing.

She was almost crawling herself when he looked at her; her eyes were full of lust and Itachi couldn't hide the redness of his cheeks this time and a small weak "hey" was all he could do in a tentative of defense when she pulled him from his shirt and kissed him.

Itachi really wondered, then, if he wasn't too victim of some Genjutsu. He didn't push her and the pleasure away and left himself soak in it. She kiss was long and brought more intimacy as he himself crushed her body with his as he gentlemanly squeezed her waist.

Whatever Genjutsu he was caught in, it was heavily paradisiacal. It was the first time he left himself 'weak' in his life. The few relations he had were random and with him fully dominating them for security matters.

He has no reason to worry about that now.