The Unkindness of Fate
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Nothing seemed to process in Itachi's mind as he stared at the young woman who supposedly knew him.
"I have no clue as to what's going on?" Itachi said blankly.
"You mean you don't remember us? Sakura?" Kisame asked.
Stepping backwards, Sakura caused the chair to tip over and hit the ground. She didn't just hear what Itachi had just said!
He doesn't remember us!?!
How is that possible!?!
Sakura let a rush of tears stream down her face as she ran out of the room. Her face instantly taking comfort in the pile of pillows which seemed to be where they usually were day or night...
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Chapter 16: My Itachi?
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The same day went by quickly, as Sakura found herself still curled up on the bed in the room she shared with Itachi. Her face was still buried in the pile of pillows and her emerald eyes had lost their entire magnificent colour and became dull, lifeless pools of green...
She sniffled, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. Her long pink tresses were in tangles and her clothes were disheveled. Even her creamy face had turned to a light red and she stayed motionless.
All Sakura wanted to do was lay in bed forever...
Like the times her and Itachi would just keep each other company...
Her hand gripped the bed sheets tightly, like she was in pain physically... Her heart was far from fixable, no... Not after all the countless times it was broken.
How am I to explain that soon he will be a father?
Would he even believe her...?
A fairly tall figure stepped into the room and shut the door behind them. Mayou stood causally by the door frame, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes closed. A sigh left her lips as she made herself comfortable in a nearby arm chair.
"Sakura..." She started.
"I heard about what happened. I'm so sorry..."
Both women looked each other in the eyes, emerald clashed with azure.
"I'm sure he'll come around in a few days..." Mayou offered comfort.
Turning her head, pink bangs hid the oncoming tears rimming the bottom of her large eyes. She balled a fist as she blankly stared out the window. Warm rays of sunlight filtered the usually darkened room, making both women feel warm.
"What if it's permanent?" She asked her voice cracking.
This time it was Mayou who had turned her head to the side. She honestly didn't know what would become of Itachi if he couldn't somehow get his memory back.
What would become of Sakura!?!
Standing from the bed, Sakura reached the window where she traced the fine glass with her fingertips. Taking hold of the blue curtains, Sakura roughly pulled them together and thus blocking any light from entering.
"Please leave." Sakura commanded, rather than say it politely.
Standing from the chair, Mayou walked past the bed and slowly opened the door. Once she opened the door light from the hallway streamed in and basked Sakura in the light, making her look almost angelic if not for the expressionless façade she was displaying...
Mayou watched as the door closed and took the light from the room, casting the young kunoichi in darkness, which she seemed to be accustomed to these days.
Rounding a corner, Mayou passed the recovery room where Itachi was currently resting. Kisame had asked him a series of questions and even told him about his life in Akatsuki also including his love life with Sakura, making sure to leave out that she was pregnant.
From the looks of it, Itachi didn't seem to be as bloodthirsty as before. He was completely different from before and seemed to like being left alone. Kisame had said that it was a shame that he didn't remember anyone, especially Sakura...
How heartbroken she must feel.
The shark like man had said to Deidara.
As of now both men were seated at the kitchen table. They were conversing about what could have possibly happened to Itachi and if they could somehow help him remember everyone.
Deidara rubbed his temples and drank up all the water in his glass. They had come up with nothing to help Itachi with his amnesia, but they came up with possibilities of what may have cause Itachi to lose his memories.
"I'd say that when the castle collapsed on him, he was knocked hard on the head." Kisame said.
"No, no." Deidara began.
"You said that the cut on the back of his head looked to be fresh?"
"Yeah... so?" Kisame said.
"He might have been attacked, since he was gone for a while." The blonde male stated.
"Does he know how to fight, or use his sharingan?"
Shaking his head, Kisame spoke in a low voice.
"We don't know yet, since he is still in bed."
Silenced lingered in the room as the two men began to think.
"Does he even have his sharingan, or was Orochimaru successful in taking it?" Deidara began.
Shrugging his shoulders, Kisame spoke.
"How would any of us know? Sakura is the only one who is an expert in medical field."
Agreeing with his fellow member, Deidara stood from his seat and told Kisame that he was going out to train for a while.
Maybe Sakura should check Itachi out?
Run a few tests, or whatever medic Nins do.
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That same day, Sakura was visited by Kisame who spoke to her for a bit. He soon figured out that she wasn't in the mood for talking or socializing for that matter. She had completely ignored him and looked out the window, as if mesmerized by something.
Kisame had kindly asked Sakura to check out Itachi and make sure he was alright. She hadn't refused and blankly responded with a plain yes. Now as he spoke with Mayou in the dining hall, Sakura was on her way to the recovery room. Her hair way pulled into a low pony tail and her face was drained of all its colour.
Upon entering the room, Sakura found the Uchiha sleeping peacefully. She didn't want to bother waking him but instead he opened his eyes and stared in confusion at Sakura.
Slightly sitting up, Itachi rubbed his head and put his hands in his lap.
"You're that girl right... ummm?" Itachi raked his brain for a possible name.
"Sakura..." The kunoichi simply stated.
"Oh right, Sakura." He said sheepishly.
She gave him a fake smile and began to examine his dulled red eyes. Their colour was dissipating and becoming fainter and fainter. Sakura knew that the mangekyou sharingan was nearly gone and she didn't even know if she could restore it.
He would surely go blind without it...
I might risk using up all my chakra...
Explaining everything to Itachi, he reluctantly agreed to Sakura's idea and sat back as she began to gather chakra to her hands and lightly touched both eyes. Sending all the chakra she had to his two dull crimson eyes.
The eldest Uchiha felt something he hadn't felt before. These immense powers filling him and thus making him feel much stronger than ever before... His once poor vision slowly but surely returned to him but wasn't quite all back. The woman known as Sakura had dropped to her knees and breathed in ragged breaths.
Kisame came into the room and taking one look at Sakura scooped her up and carried her into her own bedroom to rest properly. Itachi lay back down, his head meeting the soft and plush pillow and soon falling into a light sleep.
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Rubbing her painfully throbbing head in an attempt to make her headache disappear, Sakura once again looked out the window, almost as if longing to go outside. She let her numb arm fall back to her side and let out a sigh.
I feel like shit now...
Maybe I used up too much chakra?
As Sakura contemplated the ideas in her aching head, she hadn't noticed Mayou entered the room until she was standing in front of her, blocking off the remnants of light from reaching her.
Outstretching her arm, Mayou held a cup of what smelled like tea of some sort. Accepting the cup of steaming liquid, Sakura quickly took a test sip and pursed her lips together tightly. To her dissatisfaction the tea was chamomile, the one tea that she just couldn't bear drinking.
Throwing Mayou a distasteful look, Sakura was quick to hand back the tea as she stood up and walked towards the closet filled with her clothes. To Mayou's utter shock, the kunoichi that she had known to be quite organized in one way or another was a complete pig! There were kimonos and many other clothes off their hooks and were left in a heap on the closet floor.
Reluctantly finding what she was searching for, Sakura pulled out a long billowing yukata robe and wrapped it around her body. The sleeves were a tad long for Sakura but she wore it nonetheless and thought it to be lovely and looked becoming on her form.
Hugging her curves in just the right places...
"I've never seen you wearing that article of clothing before?" Mayou started.
"Is it new?"
Nodding her sore head, Sakura let old memories flood her mind as she began to replay them and reminisce.
It was a glorious day unlike no other. Itachi and Sakura were doing the usual, lounging around and enjoying the company of each other. Crimson clashed with emerald... Sakura rested her hands on Itachi's broad shoulders and placed a small kiss on his cheek.
"Itachi-kun can we go out today?" The kunoichi asked.
He contemplated her words carefully but came up with the same conclusion.
"And how can we expect to do that?" He said calmly, a hint of humor in his words.
"I'm an S-class criminal and you're a mission ninja."
Realizing that he was right, as usual... Sakura couldn't help but drop her head a little. She hadn't been out for a while and happened to overlook the important things. People would notice them at once and arrest them, even if they did escape both would be creating an uproar and anger the villages.
Itachi did know of a village not all too far away. The village was known to be peaceful and not very populated. They also didn't have any good defenses and on top of that, their shinobi were all cowards and lacked in ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu.
The 22 year old male pulled his lover close, flush against his muscled chest. He took in her intoxicating scent and stroked her long tendrils of pink hair.
"I know of a village we can go to." Itachi stated.
"Really!?!" Sakura said childishly.
Nodding his head, Itachi preformed a few hand seals and instantly transformed into a totally different person. His black locks of hair turning to an almost blonde colour and his eyes colour changing as well, to a sky blue. Amazed by how well Itachi's disguise was, Sakura tried it out for herself but the results weren't as great.
She had lost a couple of inches and reached his belly button. Blushing a crimson shade, Sakura tried it again and was successful with the transformation. At once Sakura's unique pink hair became a brown colour and her mesmerizing emerald orbs to that of hazel. She now looked like an ordinary village woman, none of which had her beautiful pink tresses.
Happy with the results, both discarded their clothes and pulled on a pair of simple kimonos. Itachi was clad in a pair of white hakamas for the bottom half and an azure coloured haori to cover his top half. Sakura had to admit that she kind of liked him batter in a kimono rather than his heavy and dull coloured Akatsuki attire.
She herself wore a plain cherry red kimono with only a small design of falling cherry blossom's to the bottom left hand side. Her hair was pulled out of her face and at once began to pull on her sandals, as Itachi had done too.
Both were off to the village, hoping that once they entered through the gates that they would stay unnoticed and wouldn't blow their cover. Upon entering into the small village, a group of men who looked to be as young as Itachi, if not younger, gazed at Sakura.
Noticing the stares she was receiving by the men in the village, Itachi wrapped an arm around her waist possessively, pulling her closer to him. Blushing by the closeness in public, Sakura kept her mouth shut and looked around the buildings. Her eyes catching sight of a fairly large building with a few people entering and exiting...
Knowing at once that it was a kimono shop because of the single mannequin placed behind the glass window at the front of the shop... It wore an elaborate kimono, short in length but fancy and looked at be rather comfortable to wear. Sakura pictured herself wearing such a gorgeous kimono, but quickly ridded herself of the thought.
Abruptly coming to a slow stop, Sakura felt Itachi moving towards the large shop and didn't resist stopping him, she knew it was futile. The store manager greeted them with a wide smile and began to rant on about all the wonderful prices they had.
Forgetting all about the kimono, as she would never think to bribe Itachi of the money that it would surely cost him but she also wouldn't wear it in Akatsuki. It looked to be for a formal gathering of some sort...
Sakura's hazel eyes caught sight of a black yukata hanging on a hook at the back of the shop. Reaching out for it, the kunoichi felt the soft, silk material and studied the design at the back, running from the back collar all the way to the bottom of the back.
A gold dragon was stitched into the material and made the yukata all the more wonderful. A thin silk material was the sash in order for the kimono to stay closed at the front and was the same gold hue as the dragon at the back.
Placing a hand on her shoulder, Itachi looked at the robe before taking it from Sakura and walking towards the store owner.
"I would like to purchase this." He said.
Nodding, the woman quickly hurried over to the register and punched in some numbers.
"That will be 13,000 yen sir."
Taking out his coin pouch, Itachi dug out the right amount of money and handed it to the store woman. She bowed as thanks and smiled as the two left the store, Itachi carrying a bag with the stores name on it.
Sakura was blushing even more as her and Itachi had a bite to eat before returning back to Akatsuki base. No one had said anything yet, though Sakura was first to break the uncomfortable silence that lingered between the two.
"Thank you Itachi-kun." She said politely.
Turning to face the kunoichi, Itachi hungrily captured her lips. Slightly caught off guard, Sakura moaned into the kiss she shared with the eldest Uchiha as he delved his tongue into her sweet crevice, memorizing every inch of it.
"I'll do anything for you, Sakura." Itachi said huskily before claiming her lips again.
Anything...
Snapping out of her thoughts, Sakura hugged herself as she felt new tears spring to her eyes. That was one of the many memories that she cherished with all her heart...
Always will.
Giving her female friend a saddened smile, Mayou left with the tea cup in her hand, none of the liquid had been finished off and was beginning to cool.
Sitting herself at the edge of the bed, Sakura curled her body on the bed and pressed a pillow to her chest, crushing it against her as she hugged it with all her might.
She didn't even know if she could call Itachi hers anymore... Everything was so confusing to her which caused her head to ache all the more.
All this stress can't be good for the baby...
Running her fingers through her long pink hair, Sakura let a sigh escape her lips and imagined Itachi lying with her on the bed, his strong arms wrapped around her small frame. Keeping her warm and ultimately safe...
My Itachi?
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Authors Note
Hey y'all! LoL well how did you like this chapter? I thought it was alright. W/e. Did you think that Sakura's reminiscing/memory about her and Itachi was too long? Yes? No?
Anyways I was listening to Cassis by Gazette the entire time I was writing this chapter. It helped my A LOT during this particular chapter and I am happy with the outcome of it.
This chapter would have been posted earlier if not for the traffic that is experiencing which has left me waiting it to be open again so that I can post this chapter up.
Gomen Nasai
R&R
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