Title: Salt on the wound

Pair: Itaoc (ItaYuki)

Commission (for):N/A

Theme: 4. Salt

Genre: Romance

Rating: G

Warning: N/A

Summary: N/A

World: Canon

Chapters: Dabble

Status: complete

Date started: 5-13-13

Date Finished: 6-21-13

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Extra: Finally I finished it this one gave me hard time for some odd reason :/ I believe the next one will give me harder. We will see I guess, another reason as most have known is well yeah Yuki I want her to be fit for Itachi and have been feeling down about it. I can't say if it passed this depression but we will see. As most have guess this is my first time writing with the new idea of Yuki in the canon world I only hope it fits.

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It was like salt on an open wound, as they stared at each other glaring. Her eyes looking more hurt showing weakness but she refused to believe she was showing weakness. She was strong from the start hiding her past but using it as driving force to make her strong. So why did she feel like crying?

She stared into his eyes deep into them, those crimson deep red eyes that seemed at the moment judging her harshly. She made a mistake wondered on the wrong side of town again. Itachi warned her before scolded her like he would an eight year old child last time when she last got into trouble. Not that she blamed Itachi for scolding her now she almost made a deal with an eighty year old man a deal where would of lost.

No, the reason Hunnutsuka Yuki felt like crying when she stared the emotionless mask of the Uchiha prodigy was the lack of excitement he had upon seeing her. It has been two weeks since she last saw him. She was excited seeing his handsome face once again and hearing his voice however the Uchiha did not seem as pleases as she.

She ignored his glare as she glared back and bit bottom lip. 'Show no fear never let him know when he huts you,' a tiny voice in her head mumbled. Itachi sighed reading it in her eyes before looking away no emotion on his face.

"Yuki," he said his voice vid of emotion as she stood not backing down, "Go home," It was like a salt on an open wound as they stared at each other glaring.