A/N: First off, thanks for the reviews! They keep me goin...Second, Hope i totally didn't screw up on this chapter...Third, I'm hungry.

Disclaimer: If I owned the Naruto series, and Naruto ever had to die..WHICH HE NEVER WOULD...BUT .. if he did ever die, i would have him die by choking on ramen..yes what a way to go out...so there it is. ..actually come to think of it, that would so totally suck...anywhos

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Those Sharingan Eyes

Chapter 3: Worry.

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Thumping. Pressing hard against her chest. It was all she could hear, the continuous beating of her heart. The slow inhales and exhales of her lungs. Her breathing loud to her reverbirating ear drums. Each breath painfully struggled for.

"Sakura-san…." A mysterious voice whispered ever so softly. Yet there was no hospitality or welcoming in the person's tone. It was cold, emotionless.

Her hand never reached for the nozzle to stop the running water. She was already upon the soles of her feet, uncaring as to the overflowing water overpouring from the sides of the bathtub. Her flickering emerald orbs were trained on the figure before, intense, serious, yet the fear, well hidden, could not be obscured. She slowly reached her hand into the weapons pouch attatched to her thigh, pulling out a single kunai before slightly lowering herself into a fighting stance, kunai held out by the arm adjacent to her face.

The large hat the figure wore almost completley covered his face, creating the shadows that were his face. The black cloaked he was adorned in, its surface covered by red-outlined clouds doing even more so to darken his character. But as the rays of light shone in from one stay window, completley lighting up the small-spaced room, it cast light on him as his head slightly tilted up, flickering upon his deep red Sharingan. Calm. Emotionless. Slowly, he brought a lone hand upwards, finger outstretched and pointing to her.

Gazes were locked in a soundless stare.

The continuous sound of the gushing water continued to be the only source of sound ehoing in her ears simultaneously with her breathing and throbbing heart. Her emerald eyes stared into Uchiha Itachi's before transitioning to the open door behind him. They transitioned to him once more.

It was then that she bolted, throwing her kunai at him in the process.

No second passed before she was sent crashing into the overflowing tub of water, breaking parts of its porcelain-like structure. Her impact with the holder of water completley broke off the faucet that released the water in controlled portions to the tub. With no curve aiming the vast pressure of continously running water, it shot up in never-ending burst to the ceiling, once colliding with it, falling back towards the ground like heavy rain. She let out a small release of breath, reminiscent of a grunt of she lifted herself up, paying no heed to the large gash at her side, the the bruises already marking her arms. The vast amounts of now cold water endlessly washing over her served to keep washing away the blood that persistently kept running from the large gash.

Her semi-long locks of pink hair was soaked, some peices sticking to her face, her apparel of soaked clothes doing the same to her body. Her feirce eyes were locked on Itachi as she let out silent, yet large, recouperating breaths.

She let out a small battle cry before running towards him, kunai at hand. The small distance seperating them provided near no time to pass before she was upon Itachi, kunai driving towards his face. He effortlessly caught her fist, his calm Sharingan gaze never leaving hers. Sakura let out a small cry as he slowly bent her wrist, forcing her to release her hold on the kunai. He back handed her with enough force to send her crashing yet again; the break of her fall the wall. Upon contact the wall was broken, peices of its tile-like making falling to the ground with the ceramic like substance behind it. Also behind that broken wall was a very large pipe. The pipe that supplied water to the entire bathroom.

When she collided with it, the force of her collision and the conttinously running water was enough to caue its burst. The water spurting from the broken bathtub and immediately died down, the broken water pipe becoming the source the the vast amounts of water spurting out. Sakura sank down to the broken rubble amidst the ground. Face contorted in pain, trickles of blood traveling down her forehead, Sakura tried to pull herself up, splayed hand placed on the broken wall before her, bruised legs underneath her shaking uncontrollably.

She was unsuccesful, and could only watch as he proceeded towards her. A single handseal he brought up made the water cease flowing from the pipe, and act to prevent himself from coming to be soaked as she was. She could do nothing but let out a choked grunt as he single-handedly grasped her by the throat, effortlessly lifting her up against the wall. Her hands automatically shot up to grasp the arm holding her as he squinted eyes continued to look into his. The rest of her body hung limp.

It was then that she squeezed her eyes shut. On que, as if she had just remembered something. Remembered that whatever she did, she coudln't look into his eyes any longer.

It was her only defense

The sound of her window shattering filled her ears, all the peices showering over her body, cutting every exposed part of her body. Her lack of oxygen didn't allow any grunt of pain to fill her throat, the only sign the burning the tighter squeezing of her closed eyes. Another pain filled her body as she was thrown to the ground. Gasping for air she forced herself to sit up, leaning against the wall she fell next to her. Her eyes were kept shut as she curled into a sort of upright ball, arms covering her face, grasping around her legs.

Screaming, skin tearing, bones breaking, laughing, she heard all of this. Her imagination heard all of it. And they never seemed to end. Pain. Pain all over her body. Real. And it never seemed to end.

But it did stop. Suddenly, abruptly.

"Sakura."The sound of Sasuke's cool, monotone voice sounded her eyes. In slight surprise her emerald eyes immediately opened, head shooting up to look at its source. As soon as she did a peircing sound shot through her ears painfully. Immediately what looked to be shadows of black birds sprouted from every place, flying around her.

She covered her head, squeezing her eyes shut as the flapping of wings invaded her ears loudly.

And it stopped.

A cold chill suddenly swept across her skin, the sound of crickets harmoniously chirping filled her ears. And she opened her eyes. The Night sky invading them. The stars rested along side the extremely large and bright moon, its position unusually close to them. Her wide, suprised eyes transitioned all around, as she spun around, looking for Itachi. Was this an allusion? She was in a village. It was unrecongnizable, foreign. Not one light lit the insides of the homes, not one sound echoed throught he streets. Odd. Something wasn't right.

A movement in the distance caught her eyes, transitioning them to look at a small child. From the distance she it was hard to portray his features, dark raven-colored hair ontop of his head, slightly pale skin. His small hands were buried in his pockets as he walked towards her.

"Hello?" She called to him. But he didn't answer. It didn't even seem that he heard her.

So she walked towards him, but before she got close enough he had turned, walking inside one of the house. She never got to see his face. But curious as to what a lone child was doing, she followed. Cautiously, yet curiously.

She paused at the door the home he want in, unsure as if to follow. She could hear him calling out various family members, but she heard no reply. And so she entered. She paused again as he walked towards her, her emerald orbs finally catching sight of his face. Cheerful yet confused deep obsidian eyes looking into the side rooms as he walked down the hall towards her. This boy was very familiar. And he passed her, as if he didnt' notice her presence.

"Nii-san! What happened?!"

The little boys fearful hollar sounded her ears, and she immediately made her way to where his voice sprang from. She across a small catwalk of glossy wooden floors before pushing open one of the two large doors that lead to a room. Emerald orbs widened as they caught sight the couple ling of the ground before her. Before the little boy who stood to her side. Theyre was a puddle of blood underneath them.

She finally looked up when a figure stepped into the luminescent light supplied by the rays of moonlight shining in through the lone window, upon the small area that included that massacred bodies.

"Itachi!" Her suprised hollar tore from her throat as the features of the man were highly recognizable. Yet he nor the little boy turned their heads towards her. She had established the fact that they could neither see nor hear her. Her eyes were wide for another reason. If that was Itachi, then-her eyes traveled to the little boy- then he must be..

Sasuke...

What was going on? Why was she seeing all of this?

Little Sasuke dropped down to his knees with is head resting on the floor. The tears come nonstop, and he was shaking with fear and remorse.

"Why did you do this nii-san!"

Itachi replies to the boy with a cold, deep voice, void of any emotion.

"To test my capacity." The Sasuke looks up shocked, his deep obsidian eyes wide with confusion.

Timed seemed to skip. She had only blinked and she wan't inside the house anymore. She was outside. And she saw little Sasuke running. But he was cut off by Itachi.

"Foolish brother…If you wish to kill me, hate me, despise me, and survive in an unsightly way, do so. Run and cling to life….And when you have the same eyes as I do, come before me"

Tears were flowing freely from her face now.

Sasuke-kun...

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Uchiha Sasuke's chin rested above his two clasped hands, his elbows balance on the long stretch of table out before him. His deep onyx gaze seemed slightly dulled, unfocused.

"Sasuke!" Naruto waved a hand in front of the Uchiha's face. Sasuke only let his eyes transition to his teamate, who was looking at him weirdly. "You're ramen is ready." He pointed to the man on the other side of the counter who was holding a steaming bowl of ramen out before him. Sasuke said nothing as he grabbed the bowl, setting it in front of him. Touching it no further, he reclasped his hands under his chin, seemingly in contemplation.

"What is up with you today?" Sasuke's gaze transitioned to Naruto once again for a small period of time, a meaning for the shinobi not to push it. Either Naruto didn't understand of he didn't care. He set down the bowl of ramen just passed over the counter before looking back to Sasuke. "Watcha thinking about?"

When the Uchiha didn't answer he turned back to his ramen, nearly inhaling it bite after bite. After a few moments of eating he brought the bowl up to his face, tilting it as he drank what remained of its contents. Her let out a large, satisfied breath as he almost slammed the bowl down.

"You're thinking about Sakura!" He announced this as if he was proud of himself for figuring it out, and amused at the thought all together. "That's gotta be it! You and her have been acting really strange lately. Did you finally ask her out or something?"

"Shut up dobe."

"Oh I was right, huh? Who knows about the date part but you're thinking about her aren't you!" Sasuke didn't reply as he looked in the other direction.

"She's late." He finally said.

"Hm, you're right she is later that usual.." Naruto's eyes lit up with a sort of humor as a though occured to him. "You're worried aren't you! Huh?Sasuke's got a crush on Sakura! Oh, but it seems like you've got some competition."

"What?"

Naruto looked at him weirdly. "Fuzzy-eyebrows? C'mon Sasuke, if he doesn't make it obvious all of Konoha knows it."

"Ah."

Another moment of silence passed between the two. And another bowl of ramen went Naruto's way.

It was then that Sasuke abruptly stood up, his hands almost slamming down onto the counter. With that he calmly walked away, hands in his pockets.

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Her high pitched noises of greif sounded with each inhale of breath. She was curled up in a ball, pressed in the corner of a wall, deathly still as she continued to cry. There were no wounds covering her body, the bathroom to which she rested in looked completley untouched with its glossy tiled-floors. The bathtub was overflowing with large amounts of water the faucet continuing to spill prefectly controlled currents of water into its span. She had been there, in that same position for some time now.

Only when the door to that bathroom lightly opened did her head shoot up from under her arms, wide emerald eyes transitioning to Sasuke.

Sakura said nothing. She just looked at him for the longest time, her emerald eyes wide, and mouth slightly agape as her lips started to quiver. Sasuke's confused, speculative eyes looked at Sakura, noticing her pale complexion, excessive crying. He looked as if he were about to ask, but he paused as her eyes seemed to sparkle as more tears starter to gather in her eyes. But it was the look of releif that had stopped him, the look he hadn't seen directed towards him for the longest time.

It seemed to go in slow motion as Sakura pushed herself up from the ground, tears falling behind her as she ran towards him. She threw herself onto him, grasping the shirt above his chest with both hands tightly. She started her other set of bawling. He slightly tensed as she did so, his arms out on either side of him clenching.

"Sakura-."

"I'm so sorry!" She was sobbing into his chest, the tears falling down her face beginning to dampen his shirt. She was thinking about what happened to him in the past when he was a little boy. And she was scared, horrified at what had just happened, the illusion that had momentarily been her world. Sasuke must have thought she was crazy with the way she was asking. He would never know.

Sasuke said nothing. Whether it was from consideration of her state or because his thoughts were overwhelmed with question as to what just happen, was unknown. It took a moment longer for him to slowly bring his arms up to wrap around her. His gaze was focused ahead, flickering with fury.

Something was seriously wrong. And that fact that he couldn't figure it out, that Sakura was falling even further and further way from them. It just quelled up this writhing anger inside of him. He didn't know how many times he would have to ask her until she would finally answer.

"What's wrong, Sakura?"

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Oh In case you guys didn't know that whole sakura Itachi scene was an illusion. He really was there, though where Sakura got hurt, pipes breaking, yada yada, it was all an alllusion. You know, Mangekyou? Just with the simple point of his finger he can do it.

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