So here I am, in a cramped flat, working to my bone, in a quiet, isolated town in Japan, just to gain an honest living and also give me a fresh start. It still hurts when I think about him or see his face in the magazines and news, but I have to bear it until another man can heal it. Besides, time can heal all the wounds, no? As usual, Tsunade is in charge of the hospitals again. I need to thank her sometime later. Maybe a crate or two of the finest sake will do to repay her.

Turning off the water, I step out from my small bathroom and proceed to my bedroom with a towel around my body and another smaller one on my shoulder, fully intending to change into my pajamas and take a good sleep.

While on the other side of the Sakura's flat building:

A man with messy red hair put down his binoculars as wind swept his already messy hair, while his partner, a man with dark blue-ish hair in a porcupine-like style, smirked in triumph."Found ya'."

(Play Kanye West, Heartless for better imagination)

"Oi, Itachi. Aren't you supposedly finding your fucking girlfriend?" Hidan asked the tall, raven haired man, who sat on the bar in the Akatsuki HQ.

"Shut up, Hidan," Itachi retorted grumpily as he sipped more of his alcoholic beverage. "And
don't call her my girlfriend."

"Yeah, yeah. She's your fucking lover who accidentally slipped out from your fucking hand, thanks to your fucking cold heart," Hidan threw back as he easily downed a shot of vodka.

Silence filled the almost empty room.

"Still no word from Sharky?" Hidan asked, trying to make conversation.

"Hell no. If he sent word, then why the hell would I be here?" Itachi spat a bit drunkenly.

"What the fuck? You're fucking drunk Itachi?" Hidan exclaimed in surprise. Itachi Uchiha was famous for his insanely high level of alcohol tolerance.

"Hn," Itachi replied as he nursed his scotch and inhaled his cigarette smoke.

Suddenly, a quite big bucket of cold water filled with ice and salt was thrown on top Itachi, wetting his body with freezing water from the head to toe. His smoke was off, his glass was filled with clear water now, and Itachi couldn't bring himself to care about it.

"If you want to have her again, clean yourself up, brush your teeth to take care of your alcoholic breath, and speed of to Kanazawa City, Ishikawa Prefecture. Kisame found her. Ask Shisui's help if you don't know the place," Konan coldly told the raven haired man as she held the bucket in her left hand. She put her right hand on her hips and said, "If you screw up this time, I swear on Pein's ass that I'll hunt you down and take out your organs one by one with a dull butter knife. Get it?" Konan threatened. Standing behind Konan, Pein just shook his head and gave Itachi a sympathy filled face. As the seconds ticked by, Hidan's shocked face turned to a gleeful one, and he laughed as loud as can be. Itachi just got up and went the direction of his room.

"I won't…" Itachi whispered after a few moments, leaving Konan with a satisfied smile on her face.

"A bit surprising, no?" Pein asked as he took a seat beside Hidan.

"No shit, who would've thought that he'd go all angsty and emo because of a fucking girl?" Hidan replied with a grin.

"Looks like we'll see a whipped Uchiha in here later..."

Seven Months Ago:

"Itachi!" Konan yelled at the top of her lungs. Most of the Akatsuki's members were relaxing on the lounge where Itachi was sipping his alcoholic beverage. Behind Konan, Pein stood with a cold mask of hate on his face and Kisame. "Itachi!" Kisame roared as he ran to Itachi and punch him across the room.

"What the fuck, Sharky?" Hidan exclaimed as he got off from his seat.

"Yeah, un. What's wrong in your mind, un?" Deidara asked as he watched Kisame beat Itachi to a bloody pulp.

"This. Fucker. Here. Is. As. Good. As. Trash!" Kisame said between his labored breathing as he punched Itachi once more.

Deidara and Sasori quickly restrained Kisame as Hidan helped Itachi stand.

"How could you do that to Sakura? She's a good woman, damn it! Why the fuck are you not answering?" Kisame yelled as blood streamed down from the corner of Itachi's mouth.

"What's going on here?" Kakuzu asked. And so, Konan told everyone of the event between Itachi and Sakura.

"Fuck…" Hidan whispered slowly as he sank onto the sofa.

"I didn't mean it," Itachi mumbled as a nurse tended him.

"What?" came the surprised reply from Kisame.

"I got carried away, and now I've lost her," Itachi stated, bitterness evident in his voice. He threw back his head as he downed another shot of vodka.

"Eh, Uchiha-sama, you can't drink anymore. You've had more than seve-" the nurse said before Itachi cut her off.

"Shut the fuck up," Itachi murmured as he reached for the bottle of vodka to refill his shot glass.

Kisame and the rest of them were awed. The Itachi Uchiha has just cursed? To a woman no less? This is insanity!

Present; Next Day:

Breeze's Café

4:00 PM.

"Inori-chan, have you cleaned the dirty glasses and plates from the lunch rush earlier?" I asked kindly as she took a seat on a chair.

"No, I haven't Sakura-chan. I'll do it later. My feet are still killing me," Inori spoke in her quiet voice. Aw, she's so cute! She reminds me of one of my old best friends, Hinata Hyuuga. I had to break contact with her. She was sweet as sugar, but she would probably accidentally give away my location. Hinata…

"Wow... We never have that many costumers!" Shu, disturbing my musings, grinned cheekily to us as he brought a tray with two glasses of iced tea on it. I took the glasses and gave one to Inori.

"Thank you," Inori spoke softly.

"Yeah, what's up with the sudden costumer rush, I wonder?" I sipped the iced tea.

"Don't ask to me. But do you realize that they mainly looked rather wealthy?"

"Yeah, I agree with you, Shu. They weren't from here," Daisuke joined in, pulling a seat up next to Inori. "There were some stranger guys among them too."

"Strange guys? What do you mean?" I questioned him. I didn't notice anything. Hey, don't blame me; I was really too busy to take a look at each costumer.

"Yeah, there was a guy who looked like a shark, a guy who had long bangs in front of his face, and a guy with messy red hair. They were all sitting at the same table," Daisuke said.

Like shark, long bangs, messy red… Damn, it couldn't be Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori, right…right? What the hell are they doing here? And how the hell did I not notice them earlier? Are they here because of Itachi? No, no, no. Bad thought, Sakura. A very bad thought. Messy red guy and long bangs guy could be other people… but like shark? How great is the chance that guy who looks like a shark isn't Kisame?

'About one in a million. Oh hell, zero in a million, dear,' my inner said.

"Not now, Inner!" I mentally screeched.

"I'm out from this conversation. I'll do the dishes. We still have a lot of work," I said in as normal as I could manage. I walked over to the counter to retrieve the tray and put my glass on it.

"I-I'll do it, Sakura-chan. You've worked longer than I have," she stuttered. Inori is surely a lovely girl.

"Nah, nonsense, I'll do it. Just take a rest, Inori-chan." I smiled at her and went to the back room.

Three Hours Later:

"Umm… Sakura?" Daisuke started when we were taking a break. It's a slow night and I hope Shu will close the café sooner tonight.

"Yeah?"

"Wo-would you like to grab something after we come home today?" he asked nervously.

I was a bit shocked at his invitation. It's true. He's kind of hot, funny, and smart enough for me. I was contemplating whether to agree or not when Shu suddenly popped out of nowhere.

"Okay, we'll close now. We have enough money to cover up for another four days target!" Shu happily exclaimed.

"Really?" I raised my eyebrow to him. Like, really?

"Yeah, besides, I'm sure you can use this chance to take a walk or such with Daisuke. Right, Daisuke?" Shu winked at him.

Daisuke and I just blush lightly at his comment.

"Now, shoo! Shoo you love birds. I'll close the café with Inori-chan," Shu said as he cast us out with his hands.

"Yeah, right. What you mean is with closing the café, you get some sweet time alone with Inori-chan. Havin' that lovin' feelin'?" I teased him back.

Shu blushed at my comment. "Just get out already!"

We were taking a walk on the street after we finished our dinner in a small but nice restaurant. Daisuke was surprisingly talkative. He's also sweet in his own way.

"You know, there's a family. One night, the daughter of the small family admitted to her father her sexual orientation. 'I'm a lesbian,' the girl said to her father. 'Okay, that's alright, I guess,' the father said. The younger daughter also admitted to her father. 'I'm also a lesbian, Father.' Their father then said, "Kami, isn't there at least one person in our family who loves male anatomy?' Then, his son answered, 'I do, Dad.' And so, that's how the unfortunate father was in the hospital for a month because of a heart attack," Daisuke ended his story.

I can't help but laugh at his joke. Even though it's a bit dirty, it makes me laugh. After my laughter subsided, I noticed a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he kept staring at me."What?" I asked him with a small smile on my face.

"You're beautiful when you laugh. It makes you look like an innocent girl," he answered with a cheeky grin.

"You're so cheesy!" I exclaimed as I playfully bumped into him purposely, making him stumble into the side of a street lamp.

"Hey, I'll get you back for that one!" Daisuke playfully yelled to me as I ran away from him. The rest of our walk was filled with laughter and the occasional sound of playful punches from me. I was so happy that I completely forgot about Itachi, Akatsuki, Uchiha, or anything else for that matter. Just me, Daisuke, and the happiness that dwelled within me. Maybe this is the right time to open my heart once more.

The two young waiters didn't realize that they were being followed by a sleek, black sport car or how the driver's hand held the steering wheel tightly as he gritted his teeth together. He quickly sped off from the street toward the path that lead to his objective's place.

"Find out who he is, his dreams, and any other information. I want you to inform me tonight," he ended the one way conversation. He threw his phone to the seat beside him with rage and jealousy.

Six Months Earlier:

"Do you regret it?" Kisame asked suddenly. Itachi and Kisame were attending a ball when he asked it.

"Regret what?" Itachi asked as he sipped more of his champagne.

"You drink and smoke every day, and you rarely play with girls anymore. Do you miss her?" Kisame asked as he took the glass from Itachi.

"Hn." Itachi answered.

"I'll send my men to find her. She's a nice girl, so don't lose her again, you idiot." Kisame set the glass away from Itachi, and sent a warning look to his best friend.

"Aa."- Thank you.

Present:

"I had a great night. Thank you, Daisuke," I kindly told the male in front of her.

"Me too. Thanks," Daisuke replied with a sincere smile.

"Umm… Do you want to have some tea?"

"Nah, it's already late. I should get going, but thanks," Daisuke replied. He leaned into me and kissed my forehead lightly and moved his face to mine. The distance between our faces was mere centimeters. "Good night, Sakura-chan," he slightly whispered as a pretty pink blush formed on my porcelain cheeks. Daisuke suddenly pulled up with another cheeky grin on his face.

"See you tomorrow, Sakura-chan!" He waved as he ran out from my floor. I just waved back with a sweet smile on my face. Shaking my head, I went into my flat and closed the door with a click.

'He sure is a funny guy,' Inner spoke to me as I played with her hair

"Yeah… Could we start over, Inner?"

'Of course!' was the last reply from my inner before I fell asleep, unaware of the morning event that would surprise the hell out of me.

Next Day:

Breeze Café

10:00 AM

"Thank you, so much. I'll fill it out as soon as possible, Dad," came happy responses from Daisuke, who is on the phone with someone.

Inori and I just shared a look with the same thing in mind, "What's wrong with Daisuke?"

"Yippe!" Daisuke happily screamed as he jumped around the café. Thank Kami there's no one here but the crew.

"What's up, Daisuke?" I asked him. Daisuke ran to me and hugged the living daylights out of me.

"I got a scholarship to France! I can be a real chef now!"

"W-what?"

"Yeah, Can you believe it? They've neglected my applicant for almost a year! I'm going to Tokyo today to take my form. Is it okay, Shu?"

"Yeah, sure. Congratulations, by the way," Shu said while giving Dai a pat on the back.

"Congratulation, Daisuke-san," Inori kindly told him.

"Yeah, congrats, Dai! I hope you won't forget us here," I teased.

"No, of course not!"

"When will you go to France?" Shu asked him.

"Next week." Daisuke replied, giddy as all get out.

"What? That soon?" Shu asked with a frown.

"Yeah, why?"

"Umm… Isn't it a bit suspicious to be that fast? I mean, the VISA, passport, et cetera," I also told him with a frown.

"Umm... I don't really know too. But it's true. They contacted my parents. If it isn't, they can't have my phone number and my house's number. They even can tell me what the reason is why I cook," Daisuke tried to reason.

"Okay… Just be careful, alright?" Inori requested, slight worry tinting her voice.

"Yeah! Finally! My dream can come true!" Daisuke yelled into the air.

'Hey, Sakura?'

"Yeah?"

'Isn't it a bit suspicious?'

"About Daisuke?"

'Yeah, I mean, what the hell? Someone has to be pulling the string.'

"I think so. But who? I don't think underground society will look at simple thing like this."

'Dunno,' came my inner voice.

"Thank you, Daisuke. You didn't have to walk me home, actually," I said as we stood in front of my flat.

"No, it's okay with me. See you tomorrow?" he asked.

"Sure, goodnight." I waved to him.

He waved back and jogged out from my vision.I sighed at his antics. He really is a cute guy. I turned the knob and went into my flat. Everything was dark. Did I forget to turn on the lamp earlier?

I put my shoes on the mat as I walked to my room slowly. Suddenly, I was backed up against the wall.

"Hello, blossom. Long time no see," a man whispered as he held my hands beside me and held my legs with his own. That-that voice!

"I-Ita-Uchiha! What the hell are you doing here?" I yelled as I thrashed around him, trying to get free.

"Hm? No Itachi-kun? Don't you miss me, Blossom?" Itachi softly whispered.

"Hardly," I snorted. Well, that's a BIG lie. "Get off of me, Uchiha," I hissed, venom dripping off my words.

"Hm? You're lying… Anyway, who was the guy earlier, Blossom? Is he my substitute?" Itachi whispered softly as he stared at my eyes."Who's that, Blossom?" Itachi whispered seductively as he softly nuzzled my neck. My pulse beat quickly, as his breaths came nearer to my sensitive spot, my ear. I squirmed in vain to get out of his body cage, but his grip didn't loosen even for a mere second. I released a strained moan when he bit the shell of my ear softly.

"Who's the guy?" he repeated his question. After knowing Itachi in times past, I know how to retort back to his question without failing miserably.

"Don't you have your own resources?" I haughtily and bravely, you may add, stared into his deep onyx eyes when he lifted his head from my neck.

"I'd like to hear it from the main resource." His eyes gazed back into mine. His face may be an usually stoic face, but I can see the arrogance and haughtiness displayed within his eyes and… and… that curled smirk! I'll wipe that smirk off his pretty face as soon as I can escape! How dare he barge into my flat and molest me after he said those hurtful words! He didn't chase me after I broke up with him and ignored my existence for a damn six months!

"It's none of your business, Uchiha. Why the fuck do you care?" I spat at him.

"It's my business to know who you are socializing with. You are mine," he growled dangerously.

"Yeah, right. Who do you think you are? You're nothing but my ex-boyfriend, Uchiha. You have no right to know whoever I fuck," I coldly stated. I didn't face him, but let my face angle down to the right, where for the first time I think my dull carpet is more interesting. In a fraction of a second after I closed my mouth, I saw a glimmer of pain and hurt from the corner of my eyes before it was replaced with his darkened aura in another second.

BOOM !

He hit the spot beside me in a sudden, angry movement, leaving a quite big crack in the wall. I gasped in surprise since I wasn't prepared for this. What the hell?

"What the hell is wrong with you Uchiha?" My blood was still pumping madly because of the shock. The hand which he used to hit the wall held my chin, forcing me to look into his face. Ouch, it hurts!

"Answer me, Sakura." His eyes were blood red as his voice showed nothing but anger. I, of all people, know that shit is going down and never, ever deny his wish when he is in this state. "Why? Why do you hide the identity of that Kurushima boy?" Kurushima? Kuru- Daisuke Kurishima! Hell, if he already knew, then why the hell did he ask me?

"Because, I want to know whether you'll hide his identity to me or not," he replied smartly. Ugh, did I vocalize my mind once again? Then it clicked.

"You're the one who pulled the strings so he can be accepted to that University," I stated as shock filled me. Why?

"Still as sharp as usual, Sakura."

"Why?"

"Since you won't allow me to kill any men who are near you, I think I can fulfill his small wish so he can get away from here."

"And who the fuck do you think you are to come to that idea? And what the fuck are you doing here?" I hissed at him

"I'm merely taking back what's mine," he answered hotly.

"I have nothing that is related to you in here," I spat at him.

"I'm not talking about my properties. I'm talking about taking my woman back."

"What ?" Smooth, Sakura... smooth…

He just smirked again, and I swear, I'll take down that smirk with my fists, CHA! Just if my hands aren't restrained...

"I came back to take you." And he kissed me on the lips. Hard, demanding, but with enough gentleness to not hurt me. I struggled in his kiss and tried my hardest to not kiss him back. Keyword: tried. But who can resist when the sexiest man alive when he kisses you like that?I hesitantly kissed him back and sparks filled my whole body. Right after I responded, he intensified his kisses. After it felt like an eternity, he pulled back.

"Come home with me." It wasn't a request.

"No," came my breathy answer.

"Come," he demanded.

"Hell no."

"Come back with me or I'll make Daisuke's scholarship go off," he threatened.

"Fine, but this is for Daisuke. I'm not going to come back hanging on to you begging you to fuck me," I growled maliciously. Itachi's face turned slightly pissed for a moment before it returned to his mask. He realized that I said I'd come back, and that would be the best he could get.

"I'll give you a day to resign from the café," he coolly stated. A day? What kind of time is that?

"Two weeks."

"Two days."

"One week."

"Three days. Take it or lose it, Blossom. I'm not a patient man," Itachi said nonchalantly.What the hell. Here I am, trapped between the wall and my ex, and currently bargaining my freedom which should be my right ? What the heck…..

"Fine. But one disappointed word from Daisuke-kun, and I'll gladly kill you, Uchiha." I threatened.

His eyes darkened at the mentioned name of his rival. With a -kun no less! How could she? He took hold of my chin again. "Don't call him with -kun. He's nobody. Call me Itachi-kun like you used to."

"Tch. And if I recall correctly, you're the one who dumped me." Hurt and betrayal came with force into my heart once more. Why, why when I thought I could move on, he came back?

"I didn't mean it…" he said slowly.

"Yeah, right. Then why didn't you chase after me?" Feelings, be damned.

"Because I didn't know that you wanted me to chase you." He turned his face to stare at the wall beside me. What? Was he serious?

"What? Are you that emotionless to think it that way?" I questioned him. Hate poured off my words. I could care less if he was hurt by my sentence. "And I'm just a girlfriend to you remember? Not your fucking lover?" I imitated his sentence.

"You… you don't understand. I don't know anything about starting a normal relationship, as embarrassing as it is. I thought you were the only girl I would think of as a girlfriend." His long bangs hid his eyes. "But when you left me, I felt some strange emotions. I felt hollow and my chest hurt. I tried to ignore it, but I can't."

"What ? Are you serious?" Is Itachi Uchiha admitting he has feelings?

"Do I ever joke about matters like this?" His voice was dead serious, maybe even a little deadly.

"Well, sorry Mr. Casanova. How could I believe your words again when you did nothing but hurt and betray me? Not to mention your title as Casanova," I snorted. Seriously, he had the title.

"I haven't touched any girl since the last contract I made," Itachi growled.

"And when was that?" I haughtily asked.

"When you left me at the cruise. She should have been my last contract to make. I wanted to tell you that when we met at your room; I wanted to ask you to be mine. But you left me," he hissed.

"Well, sorry then! How could I cope when the man I loved fucked another girl! Again! With your reputation, it's a bit hard to believe you!"

"Stop using past tense with me, Sakura! Just... just give me another shot. I want to make up with you," he whispered. Pain, so much longing and hurt were in his words. He released me slowly and walked backward slowly. "I'm tired of this. I'm tired of chasing you. I'm tired of seeing you with other men. Give me another chance, another shot to prove you I'm not like that anymore." Sincerity and honesty filled his voice.

Then suddenly, I punched him square in the jaw. He wasn't expecting my move, thus fell down with a loud thump.

"You asked for it, Uchiha." He really was asking for it with those smirks from earlier. I felt a lot better after releasing my pent up frustration. Then I walked slowly to him and gave my hand. "Don't upset me again, or I'll kick your ass. If you really piss me off, you won't be able to reproduce."

Itachi smirked and got up. That's when I noticed a faint black around his left eye.

"Did you get into a fight?"

"Kisame. He beat me into pulp when he heard about us," Itachi answered.

"I see." I giggled lightly. I kind of want to see that. I walked to my kitchen and took a liter milk out from my fridge. I put it on the buffet when suddenly Itachi enveloped me from behind… I can feel his heat radiating from his masculine body. His arms rounded my body as his chin rested in the juncture of my neck.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. He was ... sorry? Now, that caught me off guard.

"W-what?"

"I'm sorry... For earlier and when we fought on the cruise. I shouldn't have been so harsh with you. You only demand your rights." He was speaking softly, but it shocked me so much, he may of well as shouted. And did he sound… guilty?

"It's … okay, I guess. It has already happened," I hesitated.

His embrace tightened around me."Don't say it like you are used to it."

"But I am, Itachi. Besides, no harm done, okay? But why after eight months? And why now? You can talk to me as soon as I come back from my 'vacation' time," I sighed and spoke to him softly. These rare moments are my favorite, where he'll reveal his weaker, truer side-the vulnerable and fragile man who has a dark and hard life within his cold mask and shell.

"You're really hard to track. It seems Tsunade still hates me. And besides," he nuzzled my neck."If I don't, I'm afraid you'll runaway like the last time. Away from me, out of my reach. And I'm afraid of it," he whispered with agony. Did...did he miss me that much? Did my disappearance actually affect him that much? Was what Sasuke told me true?

"Hey, Sakura."

"Hey, Sasuke. What's up with the sudden call?"

"Itachi is a wreck since you left his life."

"It's his loss then. Besides, he was the one who pushed me away."

"But you're the one who left him. Look, Sakura, I'm not talking to you now to make an argument, but think about it. I lived with all of you, with Konoha 12, where I learnt about emotions. But Aniki? He has no one to teach him. He's always drunk each night, he smokes, and he rarely eats. He never has an emotional attachment to a girl. He's still confused on what to do."

"Your point is?" I asked as I flipped my magazine.

"Give him another chance when he realizes what he should do."

"We'll see later. How are you anyway?"

"Are you afraid of losing me, Itachi?" I hesitated in asking him this. I have to know though, before I can make any decision.

"Every day, every second, Sakura, I'm afraid that I'll lose you to a better man with a better future and a normal life you were yearning for. I'm afraid that you'll leave me again, alone in this world. I need you, Sakura. I love you so much," he whispered in my ear. My eyes widened at this. Even though we had dated for some time, he never said that he loved me. "I love you," echoed in my mind. At this point, I felt my tears began to cascade down to my face.

"Don't leave me again. Stand by my side... Come back to me." Hurt and pain was obvious in his usually cold and controlled voice.

The first step.

"Say it again Itachi-kun. Say that you love me," I said as I found my resolve.

"I love you, Sakura. I fucking love you."

The second step.

"Will you faithfully stay by my side?" I asked him.

"Yes, I'm yours to keep."

The final step.

"Then, if you have to protect me from danger, would you sacrifice you life ? Would you take death's hand for me?" I started to smile, but he couldn't see it as it was hidden behind my veil of hair.

"I..."

"I... I won't do that," Itachi answered.

"Why?" My smile grew.

"Because… if I want to make you happy for the rest of your life, then I have to live. I must survive, no matter what the circumstances. I'll think of another way to save you." And I, for the first time since our break up, genuinely smiled.

I turned around, surprising him, and hugged the hell out of him."Then, you have your chance."

"Oh my Kami, Sakura! I never thought this day would happen!" came the squeal from Ino.

"Yeah, I didn't either." I smiled happily as I looked at my appearance in front of the big mirror. It has been a year since our last make up.

Kring! Kring !

I slowly opened my eyes as the annoying sounds of the bell woke me up. Groaning slightly, I took a shirt from the floor. "I must of stripped myself then." I thought in my hazy , I couldn't remember it. I buttoned it up most of the way to maintain my modesty. "Coming!" I yelled hazily as I walked to the door. I opened it to meet Inori and Shu's faces.

"What's up, guys? Why did you come here so early?" I asked sleepily as I leaned on the door frame.

"Uh… It's already eleven, Sakura-chan," Inori hesitantly told me.

"And… have fun… last night?" Shu asked me with a small blush came to his face.

"Whatcha mean?" I asked them as my brain started working. Last night, last night… Itachi! My eyes snapped open as realization dawned on me.

"Who's that, Blossom?" a manly voiced asked me from behind. I whipped my head around quickly. And there he was, standing so proudly and easily with a smirk plastered on his face. Itachi was shirtless, showing the world his muscled body, and clad only in his black jeans, which were hanging lowly around his hips.

Inori turned tomato red as she turned her head away from Itachi. Shu just looked shocked as he recognized the man who stood behind me.

"Is-is that, Ita-Itachi Uchiha?" he asked me slowly as he stared at Itachi.

"Yeah, that's me," Itachi answered coolly. I felt Shu's want to interrogate me with the way he stared at me.

"Go wear your shirt, Itachi," I hissed at him.

"You wore it." Aw, damn.

I giggled slightly at the memory. After that morning, I explained to all of my friends at the café of who I really am.

(Is that why you look like the Sakura Haruno? Man, then why did you change it to Sakura Ishina?)

And they took it ... well, I guess. With my help and Itachi's, Breeze's café has many branches around Japan. Daisuke went to France to continue his study. Shu and Inori are engaged. Everything is neat and tidy.

And how about Itachi and me?

Well, after I let him into my life again, he truly changed. As corny as it seems, he had crafted a special bracelet for me and a wrist cuff for him.

It symbolized as a handcuff to each of us. I laughed at his romantic antics, but I really appreciated it anyway.

It was around a month after I went back to Tokyo. We rarely got into a fight after that point. Good old days.

"Sakura ! Snap out from your dream! The music has started." Ino's voice snapped me out from my reminiscence. I smiled and walked out slowly as the music played. Kakashi, as my godfather, accompanied me.I walked slowly to the altar where Itachi was waiting for me. He smiled and extended his hand to me. My life couldn't get better than this.

Today, I'm no longer Sakura Haruno. From this point on, I'm Sakura Uchiha, and I'll spend the rest of my life with my love, Itachi.

Together. Forever.

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