Opposite of the Opposite
Wow, I managed to make this chapter longer…(Hah, I must have a lot of time on my hands.)
But this chapter was pretty easy to type up anyhow.. Hope you guys like it.
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To her dismay, when Sakura caught up with Itachi (for some reason, Kisame wasn't there), the blond chuunin was already in view, even through the evening's darkness.
"You bastard!" she heard Naruto yell to Itachi.
Sakura's mind whirled.
She had to get Naruto away; one spin of Itachi's mangekyou sharingan would have him out cold for hours, trapped in some kind of illusion.
The Uchiha remained silent, with a distant expression on his face.
Before the battle could initiate, Sakura jumped down closer to her teammate, and in the middle of both Naruto and Itachi.
"Naruto; don't! Akatsuki's trying to capture you! That's why they kidnapped me,"
she hissed, loud enough for him to hear.
"What! What are you talking about, Sakura?" Naruto asked, trying to slip past her and land a punch or two on Itachi.
"Hurry up! Go back!"
At times, Sakura admired Naruto's willpower, but this was one of the times where she wished he wasn't so damn determined.
The kunoichi eyed Itachi who had a slight smirk set on his features.
"Naruto! Go back to Konoha! Tell Tsunade that Akatsuki's trying to capture you!" she shouted with her don't-mess-with-me-or-else voice.
Finally sensing her seriousness, he gave her one more look, the emotion unclear, before then springing into the opposite direction.
Sakura's jade eyes solemnly followed the bright orange figure until he was out of sight.
She had just sold her soul to the devil.
That was probably her only chance in a while to get back home.
But now she was at the most dreaded part. Dealing with him. When she turned around, she was surprised to see his back facing her, while he slowly walked back towards the building.
He was strolling at a leisurely pace, and his shoulders were hunched slightly. He actually looked oblivious to his surroundings.
Her blood boiled at the sight.
How could he remain so fucking calm?
It was his fault!All his fault!
He was the one who made Sasuke's life miserable… Since the very beginning!
He was the one being so selfish and indulged in his own thoughts and wants!
He was the one who had kidnapped her!
And he was the one who had let her get into such a miserable state, without one thought of the tiniest regret or sympathy.
The latter was what especially tore her up inside.
She hated him with a passion that was unexplainable. It burned with the heat of a thousand.. no, two thousand suns. And that wouldn't even cover a fraction of a part.
Without contemplation, all other emotions disappeared, leaving only anger and fury by their lonesome selves.
This was her cue; it was her chance. She could gain the upper hand right now.
(Now, normally, she wouldn't even have attempted to catch Itachi off guard, but overpowering emotions clouded her better judgment.)
Quietly sliding out a single kunai, she stealthily advanced behind him. Her powder-white knuckles ached with the pressure she was using to grip the metallic handle, but right now it was on the bottom of her cares and worries.
Sakura had planned to lock his neck with her forearm from behind, which would give her the advantage in that position.
That's what she tried to do.
The next thing she knew, Sakura's was being pinned to the ground in a situation which made her shoulders sting painfully; her front side was pinned to the soil, while both hands were being held behind her back. Her dagger was abandoned feet away. Damn.
"Don't touch me!" She snarled malevolently, malice was lathered generously on each and every syllable.
No response.
"I hate you," she seethed with her whole body shaking in pure anger.
"Is that why you're trying to harm me?" Itachi asked smoothly. If Sakura was facing upwards, towards Itachi, she could've seen his arrogant smirk.
The kunoichi's face scrunched into a sneer, though no sound came from her lips.
"I hope you're content. Now, since your little friend knows where we are, we have to move elsewhere."
The kunoichi opened her mouth to speak…
And then, all of a sudden, his lips pressed onto hers.
Her previous feelings drained away immediately.
What the…
Admittedly, it was nice to be kissed by a guy; but she never imagined it from her long-time crush's brother. Confusion flooded her mind, but she temporarily pushed it aside, just to concentrate on the wonderful feeling. Pure pleasure had replaced her resentment.
When she felt the weight of his lips leave, she allowed her eyes to slide open gradually.
The last thing she saw was the spinning wheel of Itachi's sharingan before slipping into unconsciousness.
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"Damn, Itachi, how longer until we get there?" Kisame asked impatiently while jumping onto another tree branch. He had recieved the job of dragging the unconscious Leaf nin to their new dwelling, and his limbs were starting to ache.
"A couple more miles."
"What? It's your turn to carry her then; I can't feel my arms anymore!" Kisame hissed, hurriedly shoving the limp body to the other Akatsuki member.
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"Heh. You knocked her out cold. Maybe a bit too much," Kisame chortled, at the same time absently scratching his side.
…
Wait. Where am I?
The previous events pooled into her mind.
Shit, kissing me just to distract me so he could use doujitsu…
How could I fall for that?
Sakura would have slapped herself since she had been so gullible, except her body was much too exhausted and sore, so she settled for a mental slap to her overly large forehead.
But for a moment I was happy… I thought that he actually kissed me to.. Well, kiss me.
Stop it Sakura! This is I-t-a-c-h-i! The one who ruined our beloved Sasuke's childhood! Not to mention kidnapped you! A voice reminded.
"Kunoichi. Are you awake or not?" Itachi asked, since both he and Kisame noticed her stirring.
"I'm awake.." she muttered, rubbing sleep from her eyes. At once, she noticed that the room was quite different from her previous. Crap. ANBU will never find us if we keep on moving like this…
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Meanwhile, Naruto had returned to Konoha. When the Hokage found out, she was visibly livid, but inwardly worried.
Also, she had received news that the ANBU had found and captured Sasuke a little past the Leaf's border. He was to return soon.
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Sakura gulped while wiping the thin layer of sweat on her palms off on to her thighs. Kisame had just left the room, leaving behind her and Itachi. She was dying to ask a certain question, and now was her opportunity to:
"Itachi..san," she mumbled almost inaudibly.
Itachi switched his gaze towards her to acknowledge her greeting," I..erm, was just wondering.."
Talk! Dammit, breath, or at least do something, Sakura! Inner Sakura snapped when the pregnant pause took place.
"Whyexactlyyoukissedmethattime," she blurted out, as if the whole sentence was one huge word.
His expression was one of those 'isn't it obvious' ones, but she waited for his reply anyways, "You were much too hostile. I had to, so I could move you to this headquarters without any struggle."
That made her snap.
Sakura's emotions flared like they had previously," Well you didn't have to take my first kiss, inconsiderate bastard!" she yelled, not caring to admit she had never been kissed before.
It was supposed to be for Sasuke!
"…"
"Well! Say something!"
Her breathing became irregular and she started to pant slightly, since she was getting so worked up on his response… Or rather, lack of therefore.
"I'm going to go outside for a while," Itachi replied indifferent. He began to slowly rise.
"You're going to go outside! That's all you have to say!" she growled, clenching her fists tightly in her lap. Tears welled up in her eyes; she hastily wiped them away with the back of her hand
Stop crying Sakura!
Itachi didn't give her so much as another glance before he starting to saunter across the room.
She stared at his back, eyes widening in familiarity of the image. Her expression softened.
The sight of someone walking away from her, and leaving her alone…. How many times did she have to witness this?
First Sasuke..
And now Itachi?
The tears slowly slid down her cheeks. She absolutely hated it when she cried, it made her feel weaker:
Unimportant.
Itachi…
Speedily getting up from her sitting position, she ran to the exiting figure, clutching a fistful of his cloak to prevent him from moving farther," Please…D-don't," she choked out.
Understanding her, he nodded indifferent.
Moments after, Sakura's knees buckled under her, and still, with no emotion, Itachi caught her with ease, slowly laying her down onto the wooden floor. After seeing the comforting image of Itachi sitting down beside her, she let her eyelids gradually close and she began to sleep away the much needed rest.
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"What about the other Akatsuki? Do they know they have to evacuate also?"
"Yes and a few might be staying here."
Kisame's eyes, which were almost slits, fixed on the limp form sleeping beside him.
How come I'm sleeping so much, all of a sudden?
It's not like you have anything else to do, replied Inner Sakura.
As she sat up groggily, she spotted Itachi sitting on the other end of the bed. He must have moved me from the floor to here, on the bed..
He was holding out a small bowl of food," This time you don't have the option of refusing," said the Uchiha firmly. His choice of words were rather tender, though his tone was no different.
Sakura took it hurriedly, but inwardly thanked him.
Maybe he did have another side to him.
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Heh, ItaSaku fluff.
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