A/N: thank you everyone for reviewing andI hope you enjoy this chapter!

Diclaimer: I realized I forgot this last time. I don't own Naruto.T.T

Phantom Thief

Chapter 2

Sakura checked her wrist watch again. 1:30. The number blinked back at her.

Damn.

She must have checked her watch for at least 50 times during the past hour.

When is the freakin' party going to end?

She sighed and laid her pink locks on the outside wall of the mansion. She was ready for the robbery already – she wore a black skin-tight top with a short side split skirt and knee length black boots. Her gloves were on and her pink locks tied up. After she had seen the target, she made her way outside the mansion. Although it had taken almost an hour since there were so many single men at the ball trying to get her to dance with them. After refusing politely a few times, she had finally gotten fed up and glared her way through the crowd. Was it the skimpy dress she wore or the extra makeup she had on?

Girl, men are just pathetic when it comes to our smexy look, Inner Sakura cackled.

If Sakura hadn't been so intent on getting out of the mansion without attracting attention, she would have sweatdropped.

Geez, and I picked a black dress so I could blend in more.

Sakura smirked into the darkness. Almost time – it would only be an hour or more before everyone left and security gets down. If was always better to do a theft after a big event since the guards are too busy escorting people out and security was not as tight on the inside.

Either way, we'll still steal it. Shannaro! Inner Sakura cheered.

She checked her watch again. 2:00. Sakura rechecked her weapon pouch. Kunais, check. Shurikens, check. Rope, check. Hidden daggers, check. Everything was ready. Sakura tightened her gloves and peered at the entrance from her place behind the wall. Itachi was talking with the last businessman. They laughed at a joke although Sakura couldn't hear what they were saying. Her eyes were focused on Itachi.

Amazing how they look so alike.

Sakura remembered her second meeting with the younger Uchiha.

--------Flashback--------

Sakura made her way through the heavy crow. Somehow she had ended up on the dance floor. Someone pushed her roughly from behind.

"Move it, bitch! Sasuke's mine!"

Sakura turned around to meet a snotty looking blonde with baby blue eyes. Her arms were wrapped possessively around Sasuke, who in turn, looked annoyed.

"You're cutting off my circulation with that grip of yours, Ino."

"Ah! I'm sorry, Sasuke-kun!" She didn't sound a bit sorry at all. Intead, she snuggled up to him more. Sakura raised an eyebrow, the blonde was seriously all over the raven head. What an air-headed girl.

Sasuke's onyx eyes traveled to the pink-haired woman. He smirked.

"Another fan girl, I presume? There's a line you know." He jerked his head toward a mob of young ladies fighting over the first spot of the line.

Inner Sakura fumed, How dare he mistaken us for one of his-his…whores! Crush him!

For once, Sakura had to agree with her inner mind. But instead of violence, she gave the arrogant man a sickly sweet smile.

" I'd rather die a thousand deaths than be a love-sick girl in your fan club, Sasuke-kun." She made sure she had emphasized on the –kun part.

Sasuke's smirk turned into an angry scowl and was about to retort but Sakura had already gone.

---------End of Flashback--------

In ways, they were so alike yet so different. Sasuke was more predictable, quick-tempered and rude. Itachi was more of a gentlemen, quiet, mysterious, the kind to always keep his cool. And a pervert. She thought, remembering the time when he flirted with her.

Her eyes focused on Itachi's back as he shook hands with the man. When the man was gone, he turned his head and his blood red eyes met with Sakura's. Almost forgetting where she was, Sakura gasped and abruptly ducked behind the wall. Her heart pounded furiously in her chest. How could he have known she was there? Sakura glanced back but Itachi was long gone.

He probably just thought a squirrel or something was behind us and looked, nothing big. For pete's sake, calm down Haruno!

Most of the other rich business men that she stole from were usually just regular men who hired body guards and security systems to keep her out. Sakura never had a problem with breaking in and escaping. She was a phantom thief. What made Itachi any different from the other men who were too stupid to catch her? Trying to convince herself with that idea, Sakura secured her kunai pouch and rope before darting across the Uchiha mansion with only the moonlight to guide her across.

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Itachi walked through the empty ballroom, his light footsteps echoing. He walked to the heirloom case and touched the cool glass. He thought back at that time he met with the pink-haired girl. The girl named Sakura intrigued him.

He knew though. He knew Sakura was a thief. He knew she was after the heirloom. But unlike any other she stole from, Itachi wasn't clueless. He had purposely ordered guards to evacuate the area. He wasn't about to put meaningless obstacles for the girl. He was much more dangerous than she would ever think. He saw her behind the wall and smirked. He was going to be the one pulling the strings this time.

Let's see what your made of, Cherry Blossom.

So what do you guys think? I'm sorry if there isn't a lot of action in this chapter and I sincerely apologize for any occness.

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-Natsu Yukili