Inseparable Companion
Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine
Chapter 4
Itachi's hands were cool against her warm skin un-like Naruto's whose were warms and coarse. Sakura suddenly felt guilty thinking of him, and then quickly reminded herself that she had never committed to Naruto and that she didn't need to feel as if she was betraying him.
It was none of his business whom she chose to sleep with anyway.
Itachi's hands made her thoughts of Naruto fade. He had removed her torn shirt and was pulling her pants down over her hips. Sakura arched her aching breasts into his face, running her hands into his hair to help change his direction.
He chuckled at her displeasure at his negligence and bent his head to accommodate. Sakura gasped in pleasure, rocking hard in his lap. Itachi let out a low groan and suckled forcefully. Sakura couldn't decide if it became more painful or pleasurable. He pushed her down onto the cold floor hard. In her haze she didn't notice how much it actually hurt.
Itachi's erection was pressed tightly into Sakura's thigh and she grinded against him greedily. He hissed and grabbed her hands roughly, holding them tightly above her head. "Not yet!"
Sakura winced at the force but wanted to continue. He moved back to remove his cloak and untie his pants. Sakura laid back and watched from hooded eyes. Her heart was beating erratically and when Sakura looked closely she could see Itachi's breaths were short too.
She moved her fingers down to remove her panties but Itachi was suddenly over her again.
He pushed her hands away, "I'll do it."
And suddenly his mouth was on her. He had lifted her leg over his bare shoulder and ran his tongue over the sensitive spot behind her knee, then slowly trailed his tongue downwards.
Sakura bit her knuckles to keep from crying out. His tongue entered her, and he had pulled both knees over his shoulders and scooped Sakura's body close to him. Sakura lets her cries come out and reached for his bent shoulders, her nails scraping at his clammy skin.
She came with his mouth still on her and then fell back onto the floor, her legs sliding down his arms.
But it wasn't the end. Itachi grabber her ankles and pulled her forward so their hips were pressing, he then lifted her up under the arms and pushed up inside of her. She cried out and wrapped her legs around his hips. His arms hugged her in close and he pushed himself into her hot body over and over. Sakura's eyes were dazedly open and staring down onto his black head of hair. When she felt his thrusting grow quicker she clenched her muscles to meet his climax and they both came together.
Itachi releasing a quiet and restrained grunt and Sakura, so far gone she never even heard her own cry, which was, "Sasuke!"
Afterwards they lay on the floor spent. Sakura couldn't look into his face, her own face hot with shame. Her desire sated she now felt ashamed of being with someone such as Itachi. He killed Sasuke and was a traitor to Konoha and Sakura felt just as traitorous. She moved to stand and dress. Her legs were a little shaky and she struggled to be quiet. It didn't really matter though because Itachi was not asleep. He rolled over and grabbed her wrist,
"Where are you rushing off too?" His voice cool, "You have to keep up your end of the bargain now…"
She felt nervous now, would he try to kill her if she refused? Sakura grimaced. How could she not help him? They had just had sex, and it wasn't for any romantic reason.
"Y- you need to lie back down then.
Now relax and let my flow of chakra enter…"
She sat next to him on the floor, gazing down at his form. His eyes were open and Sakura had to ask him to close them in fear of Itachi using the sharingan on her. She couldn't allow herself to trust him that much.
The night was becoming lighter breaking into the early hours of the morning and Sakura was growing more exhausted by the minute.
She tried to leave earlier but Itachi was adamant on her staying, "You've done nothing! I feel no real change!"
Sakura sat back, "I need my books! I need to have some source to study from, there's things going on in that thick skull of yours that I don't recognize!"
She hadn't noticed she was raising her voice until she finished her sentence. She took a calming breath. Itachi looked angry.
"I need to go the med building to do some research"
"NO! I can't take that chance! Someone could notice something suspicious!"
"Then at least let me go home to get some of my own books. I'm not your prisoner remember!"
Itachi just smirked at her comment and didn't reply. "Talking to you gives me a headache. Fine. Go. You'll be back."
Sakura raised her eyebrow, "Oh? What makes you so sure? I might go and tell the Hokage where our no. 1 missing prisoner is hiding"
Itachi sighed and crossed his arms. "If I'm apprehended before you heal my chakra problem I'll tell the Hokage what fucking her no.1 student is like."
Her mouth fell open.
His smile was sickly, "Now… go do something useful so we can both get on with our lives."
Sakura was shocked and extremely worried. She never even considered that possibility. She could deny it or claim it was forced! But Itachi had the sharingan to convince anyone of the truth, not too mention it was the truth!
Sakura only hoped Itachi might accidentally get killed before he had the chance to let it slip.
Sakura left hurriedly and extremely worried with what she had gotten her self into.
Scanning her medical notes, previous case studies and textbooks just helped her fall asleep. Not even the worry of her circumstance could keep her awake. She dreamt of the sex and Sasuke's face panting above her. She awoke in early afternoon, lying on her floor, her head on a book.
Groaning, Sakura rolled over and stared at her ceiling.
"What am I doing…?"
Sakura rubbed her thighs together, creating a warm friction. Her dream felt like a memory rather than a fantasy. She flushed remembering Itachi's lustful lovemaking, and acknowledged that her mind allowed Itachi's similar form take that of Sasuke's.
She wondered if Itachi had heard her call Sasuke's name or if he even cared? Sakura thought not, they were both using each other in the end, anyway.
Looking around her room her eye's found her Team 7 photograph framed next to her bed.
Sakura looked at Sasuke's unsmiling face.
Time to find something useful in her textbooks! She couldn't possibly go back there tonight with nothing new if she expected Itachi to help her out in return!
Sakura noticed nothing dominantly helpful, but gathered some medical books and journals that might be relevant to Itachi's condition to take with her. It was evening, almost 6, and Sakura realized she couldn't remember when she ate last. She stopped at a small vender and bought soba noodles, when the man at the counter asked if that was all, she only hesitated for a moment before getting seconds.
Itachi better like soba!
End chapter 4.
Sorry it's another short chapter.
