Chapter 4

Edited 10.12.2015

Maskless

Itachi opened her window quietly and sneaked in without a sound. He found her sitting on her couch with a few candles burning and a scroll on her lap. What a perfect scene to finally make her his. The whole town was without electricity due to a thunder storm, so the lights were out for now, a perfect opportunity to strike.

After closing the window after him, to not let the rain get in, he walked to stand behind her relaxed form. He gave a quiet chuckle at her and smirked when she tensed.

She turned her head so quickly he was sure her neck might have snapped and stared at him.

"Tachi-Sa-," Sakura started but Itachi moved his finer to cover her lips gently.

"Call me Tachi," Itachi said and dragged his finger down to her chin, slightly parting her pouty lips in the proses, making her blush prettily.

"Tachi," she said shyly and smiled at him that sweet smile he so liked. He nodded, pleased, and reached out to push a few pink locks behind her ear. What an unique color she had, his Sakura.

"That is better," he said, approving her use of his name. The only name she would whisper so with a smile.

It wouldn't do for his Lady to address her future husband so formally. And that is what she would be, soon too, if it was up to him to decide. The thought of making her his made him smirk down at the blushing girl before him. His Sakura, he really liked the sound of that, his.

If only the way she said his name made him shiver in anticipation, he could only imagine what kissing her would do, among other things he wished to do. He would just have to find out.

"Tachi, what are you doing here? I thought you were out on a mission," Sakura asked and got up from her comfortable spot while scrolling her scroll up. She placed it away for a later –not that she would need it again, as he had something better in mind- hour and walked around the couch to stand before him as she waited for his answer.

With a quick wave of his hands, the candles fluttered out, making Sakura look at him in question. She couldn't really see as well as he in the dark, she didn't have eyes like his after all. What she didn't know was that that was the point.

She wouldn't recognize him, not even when he took his mask off. And that is what he was going to do. The only fact that told her his mask was on for now was his slightly muffled voice, nothing that wouldn't be corrected soon enough.

With quick fingers, he unclasped his mask and let it fall on to the sofa, making Sakura stare at him. Not that she could see him properly, she only saw the shape of his face.

"I finished it sooner than anticipated," he said, as if that explained everything, in his case it probably did.

"I… I can see that," she said in a daze as she stared at him in wonder. It was a common known fact that Anbus never removed their mask; their lives depended on the anonymity. This spoke volumes of his trust to Sakura, making her gulp.

Itachi smiled slightly at her, even though she couldn't see it and took a step closer to her, making her take one away from him. After a few steps from him and a few more from her, she noticed that he was leading her into a corner. She frowned at him, displeased about this fact and stood her ground. It's not like she could have taken another step anyway, as she was pretty much leaning against a wall at this point.

"What do you think you are doing? Why are you here?" Sakura asked sternly and crossed her arms, making Itachi chuckle at her. She sure had the backbone she would need as his wife and as the mother of their children. The thought of making those children made him smirk. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, his long bangs tickling her neck.

"I'm here for you, Sa-ku-ra."

Sakura jumped slightly at the feel of his warm breath on her ear and placed her hands on his chest to push him away. He wouldn't budge, no matter how hard she pushed.

"Why?" Sakura asked skeptically and turned her head to look at him, or what little she could see and gave up on her tries to get him out of her personal space. Itachi chuckled and kissed her shoulder gently, his lips ghosting near her skin.

"Because I wanted to," he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world and finished his sentence with another gentle kiss, this one aimed at her slender neck, making her tense up once again. He kissed his way up towards his price, while listening to her little gasps and moans; those marvelous sounds that were like music to his starving ears.

He kissed her slim shoulder, her swan like neck, smooth cheeks and closed eyelids that hid her beautiful emerald pools, not forgetting to place a kiss onto her small nose.

After reaching his destination he smirked in victory as she noticed how Sakura was breathing a lot heavier than usual.

"Mine," he said with a fierce whisper and claimed her lips -not missing his target even in the darkness of Sakuras apartment- that would soon be calling out his name in ecstasy. The thought made him groan into the kiss as he placed his arms around Sakura possessively, to pull her closer to his burning body.

'Dango,' he thought with humor as she tasted Sakura for the first time; the sweet taste of her making him want her that much more.

He grounded his burning arousal into her soft stomach and when she gasped, Itachi pushed his tongue into her mouth. Pushing against her tongue slightly and teasingly, he tried to goad a response out of her.

He almost came undone when he felt her small hands slide around his neck as she responded shyly to his kiss with a small moan, her tongue gently pushing against his. This was not enough for Itachi as he kissed her with the hunger of a dying man, angling her head for better access.

When he felt the need to breath and couldn't ignore it any longer, he kissed his way back to her neck.

"Ta… Tachi, I can't," she moaned and leaned into his kisses, her protests dying on her lips as she moaned from his attention.

"But I can," and with that, he bit into her slender neck, making her give out a pained gasp. He kissed the spot afterwards to soothe the sting. After he was pleased at the mark he left behind, he pulled away, which made her slide onto the ground, her knees way too shaky to support her weigh at this point.

"What are yo-," the sound of zipper opening made her stop right there, her wide eyes looked at him in fright. She could only watch as he pulled off his armor and shirt, all the while looking into her eyes with hunger. She could do nothing but watch as he disrobed from his gear.

She blushed deeply when his hand reached the zipper of his pants and with a smirk in her way, he called her closer to help him with his dilemma, the one that made his pants too tight at the moment.

"Sakura, come he–"

"COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE RASCALS!"

Itachi opened his eyes and growled low.

It seemed like a punch of kids were in for a trouble after they got themselves catch by the yelling man, no doubt they had done some mischief to receive said cussing.

And here he thought that the hotel he chose for the night was in the quieter district of Konoha, it seems like he guessed wrong, or times had changed since his younger Anbu days. If he wanted a decent, undisrupted rest, he would have to relocate and soon.

Preferably for the next night, if possible.

In his opinion, he'd rather sleep in the trees in the woods near by the village as he usually did. Because this was not his idea of a good way to start ones day, not at all. At least not after such a pleasing dre-

"Shit."

He wasn't one to swear, but this situation called for it. After all, It's wasn't every day that a man like Uchiha Itachi has wet dreams of a girl with pink hair.

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Poor Itachi :D

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-Hana