Pairing: SakuraxItachi

Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.

The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name.

People fear my family's dark eyes. They say it's unnatural to have eyes as black as mine, and I agree with them. It does seem unnatural. It looks as though I'm blind, but in reality I'm not. If anything, I can see things a second before they happen. It's as though I can read their movements.

On top of that, I have photographic memory, along with my younger brother. Acing tests is easier than easy for us. I heard it runs in the family too.

Since memorizing faces was an easy task for me, there was no surprise when I saw a girl with pink hair. We've crossed paths quite a few times last year, but I've never talked to her. She has never caught my attention.

This year, it was the first time I've seen her. She was now in her second year, although her age matched a first year's.

I saw her when I was heading to my next class. Since I am in the disciplinary committee, I was doing a quick check in the hallway for any misbehaving kids. None today, but I saw a suspicious girl, and right away, I knew who it was. To a pair of normal eyes, she probably looked normal, but in my eyes, she looked nervous and appeared to be hiding something. She saw me and turned her eyes away. Even more suspicious.

She walked pass me and I could vaguely make out the outline of a green book. I squinted to get a clearer view. Icha Icha Paradise? If memory serves me correctly, and it always does, believe me, that book was full of mature content. I haven't read it before, but I've passed it a couple times.

And I've seen it enough to know she shouldn't be carrying that book around.

I was about to confiscate it when Jiraiya-sensei came up behind me.

"Leave her be. She has her hobbies," he winked.

My eyes trailed back to her, and I made a silent goal to myself. If I ever see her again, I would confiscate it. It would be a dishonor on my part to see a student carry around such an inappropriate book and do nothing about it.

So when I see her again between second and third period, I just had to stop her.

"You over there," I called out to her, walking steadily towards her. She stopped in her tracks and turned slowly. I finally got a good look at her. She wasn't nervous anymore. If I were to describe her in two words, it would be "ice beauty."

From her delicate features to her expressionless face, everything screamed ice beauty. The way she carried herself was graceful like the wind, yet strong like the flames of an undying fire, befitting since we live in the country of fire. Her pink hair was unique but I've seen enough of it to grow accustomed to it. Her sea foam eyes were what enchanted me the most. I've never looked at her from up close before, so I've never had the chance to observe them further than what they appeared to be. They delivered so little emotions yet at the same time, I could see her innocence behind them. She masked all of it behind her reserved demeanor. And suddenly, I wanted to know more about her.

With Icha Icha Paradise out of my mind, I spoke. "The only thing your eyes haven't told me is your name."

She stared at me in awe and I stared back. I wanted to know her name, so I could repeat it in my mind all day long and whisper it before I fall asleep at night. It hadn't occurred to me before to check her name in the student documents, or ask other students about her, but maybe if she told me her name with her voice, I would remember it better?

Well, not like I needed help with it or anything. I do have great memory after all.

I saw her lips part a second before she spoke. "Did I do something wrong?" Her voice was soft yet firm, as if she believed she was right in every way. Don't get me wrong though, it didn't sound arrogant, it was just a sign of confidence.

All in all, I was right in talking to her. That gentle voice was worth it. "What do you mean?" I asked, my attention back on the girl.

"I haven't done anything wrong, mister disciplinary member, so you can't record my name," she answered intelligently.

She thinks I'm reporting her? How foolish of her. Why would she even think that? Oh right, she was carrying that M-rated novel earlier…

"As a matter of fact, you have. Take out that book you were carrying earlier."

Her jaw dropped slightly. "What book?"

"Icha Icha Paradise. I'm confiscating it. Hurry and take it out." I held my hand out to her expectantly and she backed away.

"I don't have it."

I narrowed my eyes on hers and her once, firm eyes were now weaker. Not weak, but just not as strong. She refused to look away though. From that, I could tell she wasn't lying; the book isn't with her.

"Where is it?"

"I don't think I should tell you."

Oh? This was the first time anyone has dared disobey me. Well, except Deidara…he was just an idiot though.

"I still don't know your name," I said, eyes gazing into hers for an answer, or at least to squeeze an answer out of her lips. Again, she refused to look away. I liked that. A majority of the people, including teachers, had a tendency to look away when speaking to me. She's different.

"Am I in trouble?"

"No."

"Haruno," she hesitated before giving me her first name, "Sakura."

How foolish of her to have actually told me, but now I know, and I will never forget.

"Haruno Sakura-san, you're going on my special watch list," I turned on my heel. If we didn't get going, we would both be late, and although my committee duties gave me an excuse, I don't think she had many excuses. Telling her teacher that she got caught by a disciplinary member on the first day would be pretty bad.

I paused with my back facing her, but tilted my head just enough to get my message across.

"I'll be keeping an eye on you, Haruno-san."

An Uchiha's eyes are deadly, especially when there are two pairs on you.

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