The Copy Nin set a grueling pace, and he couldn't use his body flicker with poison lingering in his system. He hated to admit that Tsunade had been right, but he wasn't back to full strength yet.

He needed to talk to Itachi and find out his reasons for his actions before the fucking Copy Nin murdered him. He didn't know if Itachi could take on the Copy Nin. The few times he saw Kakashi fight...it was gruesome and...almost disgusting. There was no mercy, no humanity in his eyes. He was like some demonic monster out of nightmares and brimstone, and the whole time he looked like he really enjoyed it.

Itachi, Shisui thought, please, if you did kidnap her, I hope it was out of love and not desperation.

Itachi was reading a book when she woke again. Her mouth was dry and her eyes itched. He had moved her. She was laying on a small futon chakra cuffs on and her legs tied by a spanse of rope, one foot to the other. She tested the chakra cuffs, trying to be quiet.

"You can't get out of them, I know you, I know how to ground you." Itachi told her like he was telling her it was raining outside, which it was, she could hear it.

"Why?" She said, best get straight to the point.

"Sasuke is dead. It is your fault. I told you not to go on this mission." He was speaking too calmly, restrained. Controlled.

"Sasuke...but how, he got flung back with Shisui, I heard them, they groaned but they were alive." She was shaking her head. Sasuke wasn't dead, this was some sick joke Itachi was playing on her, but why, again why?

"I have his eyes." He placed a jar on the table so she could see for herself. Two red eyes floated in the jar, Sasuke's eyes.

She turned her head and threw up all over the futon. Tears started leaking out of her eyes.

"You cry for him, because he is dead? You do not cry for the living, who can still feel?" Itachi voice sounded strained, he was grasping for control.

"Why should I cry for the living if they are alive, can I not mourn my friend, my teammate, your brother!" Sakura was pissed. She was restrained with chakra controllers, tied to a fucking bed by her ex lover, he friend was dead, where the fuck was Shisui, and why the hell was it Itachi who is holding her captive!

"My brother, yes he was my brother. You followed him for years, professed to love him, gave him your virginity! My Brother! And now he is dead because you couldn't fucking listen to someone else for once in your life! My brother is dead because of you!" Itachi had never screamed. Itachi didn't scream. This scared her more than anything had ever scared her before. He looked crazed, absolutely feral. His chakra pulsated and ebbed like a tide reaching out to her, darkness creeping into her soul. When had this happened?

"Itachi." She tried. "I'm sorry." She started to say.

"Sorry." He repeated.

"Sorry?" He said again in a much more sinister tone. "You're sorry, for what Sakura? For loving him first, for breaking his heart when he wasn't the man you thought he was? Sorry for taking me to your bed in lust the first night four and a half years ago without any thought in your head as to my feelings for you and how it made me feel?"

He continued on. "Or maybe you're sorry you used me to sate your bloodlust and frustration, used me and took me for granted to be there for you when you needed comfort and stability. Are you sorry? Sorry you never said you loved me back? You knew I loved you, had been in love with you since we were kids! Yet you chose my brother! Now he is dead because you didn't listen and stay home like I told you to! When have I ever made a request of you, when have I ever told you to do or not to do something Sakura! You are so fucking selfish!" He was screaming so hard that his face was red and he was out of breath.

"So selfish Sakura and now because of you, more people will die. People close to you, to me, they will all die and it is all your fault. I killed Danzo, I stopped a coupe for power in our village. I stopped the Akatsuki assault that was planned for the end of last year. I kept them from taking you, to use your healing prowess for themselves, I gave everything up for you. I am here, working for them because that is the price I had to pay, and I paid it gladly, to keep you safe. Why couldn't you have just loved me back. To deny me, to kick me from your bed, to leave me is one thing but to choose him? The fucking Copy Nin! He is a monster!" He got up and flung his chair to the other side of the room and it splintered into kindling.

-It's always the ones who are too sane that are secretly insane-

Her eyes were wide and she stared at him. She had never seen any emotion from him, ever since they were kids. Once or twice she saw a genuine smile, a guarded look cast her way but...nothing like this. He was human after all.

"So, you can get mad. I thought maybe you couldn't get mad or experience any emotions at all." She never did know when to keep her mouth shut.

"I was an Anbu at 11 years old, I have seen war and Nine tails attacks, you live the life I have lived and remain untouched. You are not untouched by your time in Anbu, you speak of my lack of emotion but what of you. You turn into a cold blooded assassin whenever you see red. I have seen you ruthlessly cut down enemy after enemy, no matter if they be man, woman or child, and you speak to me of emotion?" He pulled the soiled covers off the futon and threw them into the corner of the room.

"Was it not you who came to me for help, was it not you who came to me to feel alive? Do you not remember that night Sakura? I remember it well." He raised his hand to her face and stroked her cheek gently, then grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her hard making her squirm and thrash about, but he held her firm and pressed his tongue into her mouth once then out again before she could bite him. "I remember."

-Flashback to 4 ½ Years ago-

It had been her first Anbu assassin mission. She had gone solo. It was part of the job, came with being an Anbu. It hadn't gone well. She sat on the cliffs behind the Hokage's tower looking out over the village. The stars were out, it was late. She sat there alone looking out into nothing, silent tears flowing down her beautiful face.

Sasuke and her had a fight before she had left for her mission. He wanted her to put in a request to leave Anbu. She had argued that Anbu was for life. He argued that she was the apprentice to the Hokage, that she was the top medic nin in the village, they would make an exception. All she had heard was, "You're weak, you're never going to be good enough."and she had lashed out at him. She had yelled at him to mind his own business that she didn't need him in her life if he didn't respect her decisions. They had broken up and an hour later she had left the village.

Itachi sat down beside her. He had heard from Sasuke what had happened two days ago. He had felt her return two hours ago.

He always knew where she was, he always kept track of her movements since they were kids. After he had left the academy at seven, he found he had done it even more so and when he had joined Anbu at 11, he found comfort in knowing she was there, somewhere out there and he would return to see her smiling face, even if it was smiling at his brother then. Later when she got older he would help her with her training. They became good friends. When she turned 16, she chose his brother.

He had been devastated, he loved her. When Sasuke told him he had taken her virginity he had lost control. He had killed 24 Iwa nin on his mission the next day before the rest of his team had even caught up to him.

But they were older now, him more so than her and here she was sitting there crying, so he comforted her. He sat next to her and gathered her into his arms like he had always wanted to do but couldn't. She had let him. He cupped her face and told her it was ok, everything would be ok and had kissed her. He had picked her up and taken her back to her apartment and had laid her on her bed intending to leave but she had called him back.

She hadn't wanted to be alone. So he had stayed, for her. He had held her through the night as she poured her heart out to him. She told him about the man she had killed, how his wife had woken up and their kids had run into the room screaming. The mission scroll said no witnesses. She had killed them all. She had clung to him, demanding he comfort her, so he did.

Her lips had found his and he let her. Her hand had undone his pants and he let her. His hands had found her shirt and he tugged it off over her head and ran his lips over her naked breasts and she had let him. They woke the next morning, tired but satisfied. She had wanted him to comfort her, so he had. It was the third time they joined together that she told him she didn't want anymore than that, sex and comfort. He said he would take whatever she had to give. He loved her.

-End Flashback-

"You knew. You knew I loved you then, just like you know I love you now." He spoke quietly.

"You let me come to your bed, knowing I loved you and no one else and then, you just….deni me? I know you found the ring I left you, I saw you try it on! You banished me from your bed, your life as if I was never anything to you? How could you do that to me?" He looked up at her, his eyes full of tears, begging, pleading.

"Itachi I." But her words were cut short. She turned her head to the door, beyond, she could hear the screams of a thousand birds chirping, killing intent thick in the air.