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Chapter 6

Warning, there's a lemon in this chapter!

Itachi stopped his motorbike in front of a rundown building situated a few blocks away from Kubikiriocho. He took his helmet off, tucking it under his arm and against his hip, and with the other free hand, detangled his hair, pushing the lose strands that had slipped out of the low ponytail behind his ear.

He put the keys in his pocket and lit another cigarette as he headed towards the premise that looked like it could crumble on itself any moment, his bad shape was evident even in the dark, barely lit up by a useless street light.

The Uchiha didn't pay any mind to it, he was used to the area, nothing could disturb him anymore, he had seen any sort of shit in the years he had spent in the worst side of Konoha.

He eyed the woman standing at the side of the road, dressed with clothes that barely covered her body, her long wild red hair flowed wildly , like flames in the dark, her red eyes, free of the glasses she usually wore, nervously scanned the area, as she hugged herself with her arms to repair herself from the cold night breeze. She seemed to relax when she spotted Itachi, her face settling in a neutral expression as she focused on him.

Without saying a word to the girl, he opened the door of the building and got in, climbing the few steps that lead to his apartment, aware that the girl was right behind him now.

She had probably been waiting for him for a while now, judging by the way she was shivering, but he just couldn't get himself to care, his mind overwhelmed by a flurry of thoughts, and feelings that he just couldn't get out of his mind.

It had been a normal uneventful evening, he and the rest of the gang had a meeting about some bull shit that Deidara had done, and that had almost got his ass arrested. Nothing unusual, they were used to the blond's diva attitude, and after the meeting he and Kisame had decided to go and grab a drink as usual, at Kubikiriocho.

At least, that's what he had thought until he had met his brother again after almost four years of not seeing him.

Itachi had to admit that it hadn't been easy to keep his cold demeanor, he hadn't expected to meet him in Kubikiriocho of all places, the Sasuke he used to know would never even dare to step a foot in such a degraded place, yet, there he was, all grown up, and, as Itachi had expected, full of hatred towards him.

It had hit him harder than he thought it would. He had tried his best to suppress any sort of feeling in his time as a criminal, it was something he had to do if he wanted to survive, it was one of the first things Pain had taught him when he had joined Akatsuki, and the only thing that had allowed him to remain sane for all that time.

But, seeing Sasuke again, after all those years and in such a casual way, well, it was something he hadn't been prepared for. It had almost made him his cold and stoic mask as he realized that Sasuke wasn't the young boy he had left behind anymore. The one that used to adore him, that used to beg him for some of his time. He wasn't the boy he could bribe with a promise and a poke on his forehead anymore. Sasuke was a young man now, almost taller than he was, his heart full of bitterness towards the older brother he used to love so much. Sasuke didn't look at him with eyes full of admiration as he used to when he was a child, when he would get ready for work and Sasuke would watch him as he wore his spotless uniform and head for work with Shisui, and would run to their mother declaring that he wanted to be exactly like Itachi when he grew up. Well, he guessed that wasn't the case anymore, if anything, Sasuke wouldn't want to be anything like him now.

He walked inside the small apartment he shared with Kisame, and threw his keys somewhere on the table, not even checking if they actually landed on the wooden surface or somewhere on the floor, he would look for them later, whenever that would be.

Without a word to the girl, that was now sitting on his sofa, obviously waiting for him, took his leather jacket off throwing it on a chair, slowly making his way to the fridge. He opened it and frowned at the desolation inside of it, except for a few cans of beer, courtesy of Kisame, and a carton of milk, there wasn't much of a choice. He picked up a can, deciding that it was what he really needed, maybe it would help him get his mind off things, there was no doubt that it would be another long sleepless night.

He felt the eyes of the girl on him, and tried to ignore them, as he walked his way to the small couch, where Karin had already made herself comfortable, her long legs crossed, as she stared at him from under her long fake lashes. It unnerved him, he already had a low tolerance for the woman, unless it was to fulfill his physical need, he didn't have any other use for her, but unfortunately she had deluded herself that she was in love with him, and had become clingy to the point that it got on his nerves. He didn't need another nuisance in his life, he had enough in his hands, plus his lifestyle didn't allow him to even think in establishing any type of relationship with a woman, so if it wasn't for a good fuck, he wasn't interested.

He sat on the far end, trying to be as far from her as he could, he could've opted for a chair, but the thought didn't sit well with his tired body, he wanted to relax, he felt the weight of that hellish day on his shoulders.

"You act as if you don't want me here Itachi" Karin finally spoke, her voice irritating, and he already had a terrible headache. He almost wished she could disappear.

The Uchiha closed his eyes, trying to lull his senses and tune her out if he could. From experience he knew she wouldn't leave until she got what she wanted, and he really didn't feel like indulging her in that moment.

"I think I already told you that I would come and look for you if I needed your services" his voice was obviously annoyed, matching the scowl on his face and his distant attitude. He opened the can of beer with a quick movement of his thumb, the sound making his statement sound definitive. He sat back comfortably, crossing one leg over the other, and taking a quick sip of the cold drink, the bitter taste numbing his tongue for a couple of seconds, letting out a long sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He wasn't in the mood to deal with the clingy woman.

"I didn't feel like waiting for you to make up your mind" she said, looking directly at the Uchiha, failing to catch his gaze. She pushed her hair back, trying to muffle her disappointment with a pout.

Honestly, the truth behind her decision was that she had feared she would never see him again, and she couldn't handle that. After all, he had no real reason to seek her out, they weren't in a relationship, plus there were plenty of girls willing to sell themselves to a man like him, he could have any one of them, if only he wanted.

"I already had a shit day, I didn't need the added stress" he added not caring that he might hurt her feelings, when did he even take in consideration people's feelings anyway? He was already nervous enough, and the tension that was boiling inside his body that was slowly consuming him. He needed a distraction. Something that would erase Sasuke's hurt expression from his mind.

"I could help you with that, make you forgive your troubles" she reached a hand out to touch his face but changed her mind, reminding how he hated unnecessary physical contact.

He gave her a quick glance, evaluating what she was so obviously offering him. After all, he could use her as a distraction to alleviate his stress induced headache. He sat up straight, leaving the now half empty can on the floor.

He was enigmatic in his actions, not really giving her much indication of what he wanted her to do, and thar was part of his charm. He was a mystery to her, and she couldn't avoid being lured by it every time. Him putting down his drink, had obviously been a hint for her to catch.

"Let me take care of you then" and she caught the chance he had thrown at her like a dog with a bone.

It was that way between them, he never took the initiative, never made her feel as if he desired her, and more than once, when she was in her own room, in her bed, she had wondered if the rare occasions when he did look for her, were just to satisfy a physiological need. After all he was the infamous Itachi Uchiha, she knew the man was dangerous, and had a reputation of being heartless, other than a wanted criminal, part of the renown Akatsuki gang, it was obvious he didn't love her back, and had told her many times he never would, so she settled for what he was willing to give her, and was happy with that, although she still harbored hope he might return her feelings one day.

"Because you like to get hurt" the voice in the back of her mind suggested, and she knew it was right, but she ignored it as she always did.

Karin, moved on the sofa scooting her body towards him, her head resting his shoulder and one of her hands started to play with his ponytail, fingers lacing in the long strands, basking in their softness as she stared down at his face.

God, he was such a beautiful man, his delicate and aristocratic features, those dark intense eyes… he was truly a sight to behold. Any women would give anything to be in her place. There was only thing that was missing…

"Itachi… why are you so cold with me? We could be good together" she whispered in his ear seductively, some strands of her long hair tickled his face, and her heavy perfume hit him, almost making him feel nauseous. Despite everything, she still wanted for him to return her feelings. She truly was a masochist.

"Foolish woman" it was barely a whisper, but she heard it, and tried to hide her hurt expression. She wasn't stupid, she knew very well what he meant with those words, but decided to ignore the pang in her chest, as she tangled one of her legs with his, as she closed the space between their bodies.

Itachi on the other hand, didn't touch her, he never did, keeping the contact between them as cold as he could. He wasn't so cruel to play along and delude the girl into thinking he might reciprocate her feelings. He was always careful to keep the distance between them, for he could never give her what she wanted, and had made it clear in many occasions. One of the reasons why he could never feel anything for her was that Karin thought he was just like the other men she associated herself with, she had never been interested in really getting to know him, to go underneath the surface of his cold and unbreachable mask. He might have been able to grow some affection for her if she would have, even if she wasn't the woman he wanted by his side, and he wasn't what she really wanted, he was a replacement for the man she really desired, despite her denials that it wasn't true, and that made him feel more disgusted than all the rest, for that man was no other than Sasuke, his own brother. He didn't know when her obsession with his younger brother had started, but Itachi knew it was the very reason he had caught her interest.

He wasn't blind, he knew he and Sasuke looked very much alike, and in her head, she must have made the conclusion that she could replace the younger Uchiha with him . It was so wrong on so many levels, but he had been selfish, not caring about the woman's feelings, but only about his own pleasure, and that had taken them to the point where they were now. A pointless relationship based on sex.

Had he really stooped so low? Where was the Itachi that had valued love and affection so much? Shisui would be so disappointed if he could see him now.

One of her hands, wondered to his chest, stroking the soft muscles under his thin shirt, pulling him out of his daze, when they brushed under the material touching his skin directly, they were cold at the contact and he immediately caught her wrist, stopping their course towards his lower abdomen. He hated physical contact, she was already crossing too many boundaries to for his liking.

"Don't resist, I know you want it" her voice was laced with lust it would have probably excited any other man, but it did nothing to Itachi.

"Stop it right now" he snarled, face scrunched up in annoyance, but still not really doing much to get her off him, it was just like him, he didn't like when she tried to seduce him. It was just a waste of his time.

"Are you really sure that's what you want?" she swooped down trying to capture his lips but he moved his head to the side to avoid the contact.

Karin smiled sadly at the gesture, but didn't show her disappointment. There was an unspoken rule of no kissing between them. Itachi had never allowed her to touch his lips. Every contact between them was always cold and distant, the contrary of what such an intimate act should be, but she made the best of it, convinced that having just a little piece of him, was better than having nothing.

She lowered her hands to fumble with the man's belt, almost sure of her success when he didn't move to stop her like he had done a couple of minutes later, but instead she felt his dark eyes watching her, although they didn't hold any hint of emotion in them, it pleased her to no end that they were concentrated on her. She wanted all the attention he was willing to give her, and she almost smirked in triumph when she managed to open his jeans completely, she rolled up his shirt a little bit, admiring the lines and planes of his low abdomen, the pale skin rousing a strong desire of tracing that soft, pale skin with her hands and mouth.

Itachi, almost automatically, as if he had read her thoughts, didn't allow her to go any further., his body stiffened and he grabbed her by the shoulders roughly, pulling her off him, flipping her on her back with force, his hands , a low growl escaping his throat as he did so.

"Don't touch me" his voice had a dangerous edge to it, and Karin felt shivers run through her body, although she wasn't sure if it was from fear or pleasure.

She had never seen him like this, his usually expressionless face, was contorted by rage, and his actions mirrored his emotions. He grabbed her wrists, holding onto them so tightly as he pushed her arms above her head, she was sure he would leave bruises.

"Keep your hands there" he warned, he finally let go of her abused arms, and moved to her hips, sliding between their close bodies, rolled her skirt up, revealing her white underwear.

His fingers traced the skin around the waistband hesitantly for a couple of seconds before pulling them down in a quick swift motion, and slipped them down her legs throwing them on the floor.

Without adding another word, he moved again guiding his body to a sitting position, without pulling his pants or underwear off he pulled his aching erection out, stroking it with his fisted hand, allowing a small breath to escape his pursed lips. I I

Karin, couldn't take her eyes off of him as he rolled on a condom on his length, and finally approached her, his body hovering over hers, his hands careful to touch only the heavy fabric of the sofa, hiding his face close to her shoulder, so she couldn't see his expression as he aligned his member with her entrance. Despite the lack of emotion on his part she couldn't stop the loud sound of her heart thumping in her chest, hammering in her ears, and her breath became frantic as he finally pushed inside with no difficulty, she was already soaking wet, but he still waited a few seconds, letting her adjust to his intrusion, buried deep inside of her, reveled in the feeling of that warm heat around his aching member, and his breath hitched, as she tentatively pushed against him, letting him know that she was ready.

He caught the hint immediately and without any warning, snapped his hips upwards, and set a quick and almost punishing pace, that made Karin scream put in pleasure, and start to rock her hips to meet every furious thrust, trying to make him hit her spot with his every move.

He wasn't a very gentle lover, his way of sex was almost angry and desperate as if he used as a chance to let out build up pressure, but she loved the violence and passion that came with it, she had to admit he was one of the best lovers she had, although Itachi's face was always hidden from her during sex, so she couldn't see his expression, she was almost sure he liked it as much as she did, but, she had to admit, she secretly hoped that one day he would open up to her completely and allow her to see him at his most vulnerable and intimate time.

It was hard for her to keep her arms still, she really had to concentrate to remind herself that he didn't want her to touch him, when the only thing she wanted to do was reach out and run her hands along his hot body, or his long silky hair, and, she didn't want to face the realization that he would probably never give her what she wanted. She was a prostitute after all, it's not like she deserved love anyway, her eyes watered at the thought, and Itachi sped up his movements, and she held back a sob as he hit her sweet spot dead on again, everything became more frantic, her moans, got louder, as she tried hard to bite back the tears as she felt she was about to reach her peak.

3Itachi raised his head at that moment, for the first time he finally met her eyes, his hand slipping on her mouth hushing her screams and something roused in her at that unexpected action, and she pushed the upper part of her body up, throwing her arms around his neck, without thinking, and pulled his head down for a kiss, it turned out more as a quick brush of lips, since he didn't reciprocate the gesture, and it barely lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to make her head spin.

His lips were so soft and warm, she wished she could have the privilege to taste them whenever she wanted, but she was already taking a risk, she was aware of that as she felt his body stiffen his movements stopping abruptly, and she wanted to sob, she was so damn close…

He lifted himself up, supporting himself with his elbows, his dark orbs staring down at her and his expression was blank as always, so it was hard for her to tell what was really crossing his mind. She was already regretting her brash action, wishing she could go back in time and control her impulses.

Itachi didn't say anything, after staring at her for a couple of seconds, looking like he was deciding something, finally slid out of her body, and she let out a soft hiss at the empty feeling, and with red eyes full of tears, watched helplessly as he walked away, locking himself in the small bathroom.

Karin was left alone on the ravaged couch, the silence was starting to get too heavy for her, and quietly, she picked up her clothes trying to swallow down the lump in her throat. It got harder to do so, when Itachi finally made his appearance again and didn't utter a word, making her feel awkward and out of place.

She dressed quickly, ignoring the dark haired man, and he seemed to return the favor, as he wondered around the kitchen, grabbing another can of beer from the fridge and sat on a chair in total silence lighting up a cigarette watching the smoke flutter towards the ceiling in silence, resting one of his elbows on the hard wood of the table.

It stayed like that for a couple of minutes, Itachi politely waiting for her to be decent, before turning his dark gaze on her, slightly parting his lips to let out a puff of smoke.

She stared back at him with longing, he was shirtless now, his pale sculptured chest had a weird yellowish hue under the dim light of the kitchen, and his hair was down and slightly damp, framing his perfect face.

The girl was leering at him, despite the awkward situation she couldn't avoid in doing so.

"Whatever this is between us, it has to stop" He finally spoke, and she found that maybe, it was best if he hadn't, because she felt her heart break at the harsh words. His tone had been flat and monotonous as always, she couldn't recall a time when he ever did sound something different, exactly like his face. His expression hadn't even changed , and he had gone back to stare at the smoke as if it was more interesting than she was.

Karin knew she really shouldn't be surprised. He was Itachi Uchiha after all, he wasn't known for being a cold blooded criminal for nothing. He kept a detached attitude towards people as he did towards his business, everything was on the same level to him.

"What if I don't agree" she felt spiteful all of a sudden. If Itachi wanted to break whatever they had, she wouldn't accept it without a fight.

Itachi though, didn't falter, he was sort of expecting it.

"You are trying to hold on to something that is not real. You know I don't return your feelings, and never will. Do with it what you want, I suggest you to leave now, I would like to rest" he turned off the cigarette, and stood, wishing nothing more than to seclude himself into his room and get some sleep. He had a terrible headache, and wanted nothing more than to forgive that awful evening.

Karin was left alone, in tears. In the end, she knew it would turn out that way. And she felt terribly alone.

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"How did you dislocate an arm on your own? It's almost impossible! And that black eye? Sasuke you seriously look like you got into a fight with someone" Sakura pressed the bag of ice on his eye a little harder, and the Uchiha softly hissed, but still decided not to speak, and simply looked the other way, ignoring his girlfriend's worried gaze, it made him feel bad to see the hurt in her eyes as he did so, and tried to avoid her gaze.

Naruko, who had kindly offered her living room as infirmary, glared at her black haired friend, but he had asked her to hide the truth from the pink haired girl, not wanting to worry her more than necessary. To Naruko it was silly, after all it was obvious he had gotten into a fight, Sakura wasn't an idiot, lying would only worsen things.

"I told you I feel from the stupid stool! What more explanation do I have to give you?" he snatched the ice package away from her, and stomped off, locking himself in Naruko's bedroom. Kurama slightly woke from his slumber at the harsh slamming of the door, and Naruko sighed, stroking Sakura's shoulder trying to soothe the shocked girl.

It was late, almost three in the morning when Naruko had ended her shift and had heard her two best friends fighting behind the locked door of her apartment. Things hadn't gotten better although her presence had stopped the fighting, the air was heavy, and she felt like she could cut the tension with a knife.

"It's not your fault, he's just in a bad mood" Naruko sighed as she eyed the closed door of her bedroom. She knew it would take time for her best friend to get over what had happened that evening, but, she still thought Sakura should know what had really happened, and Sasuke had to be the one to tell her.

"Fell from a stool! He really thinks I would believe that?" she muttered in anger and raised her head giving Naruko a suspicious glare. The blonde must have caught that, because she suddenly got very nervous.

"I am starving! Why don't we go to the kitchen and make some tea, maybe he will calm down and get out if his hole" she wanted to make Sakura feel a little bit better, so she could get over what had happened with the stubborn mule head in the other room, and it was also a poor attempt to depict the pink haired girl, because Naruko knew Sakura was aware that she was therr when Sasuke got hurt, so that she surely knew what had truly happened.

"Naruko, you wouldn't lie to me, right? " Sakura was dead serious as she spoke, and looked directly into the blonde's blue eyes, who stared back in question, trying to keep a confused façade.

"You knew I would never lie to you, Sakura - chan! But I really don't know what happened"

Sakura glared at her, leaning her face on her hand, and Naruko gulped.

"I know Sasuke doesn't want you to tell me the truth" she kept going, and Naruko, swallowed, finally grasping what Sakura was hinting at. She shouldn't be surprised, Naruko was not a very good secret keeper, and Sakura was too smart for her own good.

"I saw Sasuke act this way only in one occasion, and because of one specific person. I almost lost him that time. He withdrew himself from all of us and his family it was hard getting him back. I know you weren't there last time…Naruko, did you two meet Itachi tonight?"

Naruko's eyes widened at the direct question. She should have known that the girl would figure it out, and for a minute she cursed her expressive face. Sasuke would kill her for making it so obvious.

"I should have known, it's always him. He always hurts Sasuke, every time they meet." Her hands balled into fists, and tears of rage were threatening to fall from her green eyes. Naruko could only admire Sakura's devotion towards Sasuke, and mentally noted to kick the Uchiha's ass once he got out from her bedroom, for the way he had treated his girlfriend. She didn't deserve his assholish attitude.

"I won't let him get close to Sasuke anymore, next time I see him I will give him the Uzumaki treatment and beat his sorry ass! I promise you this! And if Sasuke tries to get away from his friends and loved ones again I will beat his sorry ass too!"

Sakura finally smiled through her tears at the blonde hothead , and shook her head at the blonde's words.

"I don't want you getting into trouble, Naruko, you can be too impulsive some times"

"Don't worry Sakura, I won't beat them up too badly. I won't ruin your dear Sasuke-kun's pretty face"

Sakura couldn't contain herself, and slapped a hand on her forehead as she erupted in a fit of laughs at Naruko's antics. She was grateful to the blonde for bringing her spirit's up.

"Naruko, you are a true force of nature" she giggled with newfound humor, and dried the tears from her eyes with her jacket's sleeve.

The blonde tilted her head to the side, a wide grin on her face as she gave her friends the thumbs up, happy to see her finally smile.

"I will hold you onto that promise, Naruko."

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Suigetsu was walking home, Juugo a few feet behind him, totally silent as he listened to the albino, who was excitedly recalling the night's events.

"The expression on Uchiha's face! Man, I wish I could have taken a picture! Itachi really went heavy on him, but man, that prick deserved it! Don't you agree Juugo?" he looked behind him, and huffed when he noticed that the other had stopped to feed a stray cat.

"Man, why do we always have to go through the same shit! That damn thing is going to follow us home now! We can't afford to keep him too! "

He muttered in annoyance. Juugo was a very peculiar person, he suffered from a bipolar disorder that bordered to schizophrenia, that sometimes could cause dangerous and violent psychotic attacks.

The man ignored Suigetsu's complaining, and took the small feline in his broad arms, making the kitten look even smaller in them, a gentle smile on his face.

"He must have been abandoned, I will take him home"

The white haired teen looked at him with dread all over his face. He knew his friend had some sort of obsession, but he didn't want animals running around his flat.

"You're taking it home?" he squeaked, slapping a head on his forehead, the other one on his hip, in a pose of pure desperation. He knew it was useless to even try and discuss with his friend, the decision had already been made after all, and Juugo was already on his merry way with the kitten, completely ignoring Suigetsu, who could only pout and mutter something under his breath as he followed the older man, and they walked in silence till they reached their building, and both of them were surprised as they noticed a familiar figure sitting on the steps, hunched over herself her red hair covering her face, obviously waiting for them.

Juugo and Suigetsu looked at each other in question, and the younger of the two let out an annoyed sigh and reached the girl, standing close to her, tapping on her head to get her attention.

"Oy hag, what are you doing here?" he kneeled in front of her, tilting his head in curiosity and rolled his eyes, when he heard a sob. He put a finger on his lips and hummed softly.

"Hmmm… let me guess, Uchiha again?"

The sobs only got louder and he noticed her shoulders shaking and he groaned at that, understanding that he had hit the nail directly on the head, but he had a little advantage, since it wasn't the first time she cried for a stupid Uchiha.

Juugo, approached the two, aware that Suigetsu lacked the sensibility to deal pwith the situation, and sat next to the girl, resting the kitten on his lap so that he could have his arms free to comfort the girl in case of need.

"Karin, do you want to tell us what happened?"

The girl raised her head, and sniffled, drying her tears with the sleeve of her jacket.

"Itachi…he…he ended things between us" she cried, voice broken by another sob, and new tears formed at the bottom of her eyes, fogging her eyes vision. She hid her head against her knees, she hated to be seen while she cried, although Juugo and Suigetsu were used to it by now. They were the ones she always ran to when she needed comfort. Despite her rocky relationship with the albino, she did care for them, as they for her.

"You weren't even in a real relationship with the guy"

Suigetsu muttered bluntly, and huffed as he sat on the girl's other side glaring at the other two, earning a look of disapproval from Juugo, and he simply shrugged it off. He had never liked Karin's profession, and liked it even less when she had started to have encounters with Itachi Uchiha of all people. It had been the start of a lot of arguments between the two of them.

Suigetsu wasn't the kindest of people, always saying whatever crossed his mind with no care. He didn't always get away with it though.

"Ouch that hurt you witch! "he patted his head where Karin had slapped him hard, and Juugo simply sighed at the two not wasting any words on them.

"It was meant to hurt, you damn idiot!". She croaked, making an effort trying to control her voice.

"So you hit me because you can't accept the truth, very mature" the white haired teen muttered, rolling his eyes hardly and leaned his face on his hand in an annoyed fashion. Karin glared back at him, clearly offended.

"I can't accept the truth?"

"Uchiha doesn't give a rat's ass about you, time you deal with it" he added bluntly, side glancing at the red head that was visibly to the verge of crying, her whole body shaking. He sighed again, for what was the umpteenth time that night, but didn't regret his words. They were the truth, whether she liked it or not. What really shocked him though, was Juugo's nod of approval.

"Suigetsu is right, though I don't really care for his choice of words" the orange haired man crossed his arms on his chest, letting out a breath, and leaning his back against the cold cement. Suigetsu was staring at the other with his magenta colored eyes wide open , shocked that for once, he was agreeing with him. Karin looked bothered by their words, her red eyes wondered from one to the other, and it seemed like she was thinking hardly about something.

"So, you both think that I'm unlovable? Is that what it is?" she was trying to hold back her sobs with a sad smile as she spoke, crossing her legs and hiding her face between them again.

Suigetsu stiffened at her words, his hands balling into fists in anger. Had Itachi hurt that much? Was he so damn important to her, the heartless bastard… what did he even do to gain her affections? Nothing, necause that was how Karin was. She was in such a need for love that she always looked for it in the worst of places, blind to notice the person who really cared for her, even if he never showed it, Suigetsu cared for her more than he ever showed, and it always made his blood boil to see her with someone who would only go ahead and use her as if she was an object.

"What does that have to do with anything? Uchiha is a bastard, a worthless bastard that doesn't deserve you! He never cared for you, he even ignores you if he has no use for you! That doesn't make you unlovable though! It just makes him a bastard, a bastard who isn't able nor willing to appreciate the wonderful person you are! Who uses your body for his pleasure, and that's it! That's not love to me, and it will never be, and if you don't whadant to accept that, well, I don't not what else to say except that I had enough of your whining, I'm going to bed"

He stood up abruptly, and left with a loud snort, leaving his two shocked friends behind. Well, only Karin was truly shocked, Juugo was aware of Suigetsu's repressed feelings for the red head, and had predicted that something like this might happen one day. Karin always came to them to complain about her 'job' and lately about Itachi, and the albino always failed to hide his bothered and hurt expression that even Haku had understood the boy's feelings. The only person that was blind to them was Karin herself.

The older man sighed, and rested a hand above his mouth taking a few minutes to appreciate the night's quiet until he could, Karin beside him, was still speechless, and he wound up an arm around her shoulders in comfort.

"Forgive him, he gets carried away sometimes, but you should know, he really does care about you, and so do I, you can come to us whenever you need it"

Karin's breath hitched at the words, and she only wanted to cry more, but didn't have the strength to. They were so kind to her…. She didn't deserve friends like them.

"Thank you Juugo. Can I stay with you guys tonight?, I don't feel like going back to Orochimaru" she couldn't face him, not after that night. He would probably yell at her for going back with an empty pocket. She had always refused money from Itachi, and Orochimaru didn't like her messing around with men if she wouldn't earn anything, and that would usually result in a beating.

"Of course

"You don't think Suigetsu will mind?"

"If he does, you can always hit him on the head as usual"

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Author's note:

I kmow I'm super super late with this chapter! But, I have to admit, it was truly hard for me to write, I had a certain situation in mind for it, and I wanted it to be exactly like I pictured it, and I admit that it was the hardest one I ever wrote. The lemon was a first for me, so I don't know if it's any goood, I'm not that confident about it, but I hope I will get better with time.

Itachi, so he might come off as a bastard or even worse here, but that's how I want you to picture him, so if those are the feelings you get as you read the chapter, I know I am doing this right.

Karin is another complicated character for me, and while I don't hate her, I don't really intend to make her very likeable here, at least for now.

So, as usual, I thank everyone that has added the story to their alert list, to those who have reviewed! A big thank you goes to all of you!

See you next chapter!

Till then, Ciao!

Darkshadows92