Written In Pink

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I pinky swear!

All right, I wasn't getting a lot of reviews for Little Angel, so I decided to work on this one! So, if you want updates, review!

Reviews:

dragontamer ri-chan: Kimimaro? Hmm. Perhaps. ;]

TeenageCrisis: Ah, voting for Itachi, huh? I can't say I blame you. He is MMMH, so fine. Excuse my inner fangirl.

Mizz Hime-Sama: Thanks! I loved writing Sakura as a thief. It's awesome.

Naraku's Phoenix: I wanted her to have a partner people wouldn't really see coming. But, I didn't want him to be useless, so I gave her a smart partner.

TheHateTheLove: Haha, you know, I never thought I was funny until I started writing fanfiction.

lssy111: Thanks :D

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'Itachi... Go into town to look for a wife. You're younger brother has found a suitable woman before you. That's pathetic.'

His father's words had stung, but Itachi wasn't particularly interested in finding a wife. So, that was how he came to wandering the streets of a village near his kingdom. This was, in fact, the same village where his little brother had been robbed the day before.

He saw a group of children with a young adult. The young adult had long, silky pink hair. She was laughing. It was melodious and, well, perfect. He'd never heard a laugh like that.

"Excuse me, miss..." Itachi started, bowing politely.

"Try and rob me, creep. I'll castrate you with a rusty knife." The girl glared at Itachi with her sparkling emerald eyes.

"Ah, no!" Itachi chuckled, taking a step back. "I merely wanted to know the fair maiden's name."

"If it's your business, my name is Sakura. Now move, please. We're shopping." She glared at him harder, like she was trying to move him with her mind. Unfortunately, she could not. To Itachi, she was like a goddess among lowly peasants. Brimming with confidence, kindness, and reliability. Surely, this was what he should look for in a wife.

"I'm Ai!" A young boy with dirty blond hair grinned. His clothes were now a fresh new navy blue cotton, and he was grinning heavily.

"Sakura-chan!" A little boy with a hairstyle much similar to Itachi himself ran up, shouting, "Don't worry, I shall protect you from this scumbag! Tis a knight's noble duty!" He stood in a fighting stance, but was still short, awkward, and easily able to be defeated. He also had brand new clothes, in a dark green.

"Jiro, be nice." Sakura frowned playfully.

"Whoa! A pretty man! Hello, pretty man!" A little girl holding a baby cooed. They both had new dresses. The older girl's was light pink, while the baby had a crisp little white dress. Her hair was short, and a pleasant caramel color. She had a sweet smile. "I'm Suzuki," She grinned, "And this is Leiko." She held Leiko up to Itachi, where Leiko yanked a chubby fistful of his hair.

"Ow." Itachi grunted, prying his hair free.

"Ah, sorry about that." Sakura picked up baby Leiko, who giggled in her victory.

"Michi! Konoha! Shikamaru-kun! Come look at the pretty man!" Suzuki squealed, waving them over.

A young man, relatively the same age as the beautiful Sakura, walked over. He had a spiked black ponytail, and one black eye. He was carrying a little girl in a light blue dress, with black hair. She was very pail, and looked sickly. A different girl in a black cloak, whose brown hair cascaded over her face, came along, hiding behind the young man's leg.

For a second, the thought flashed through Itachi's mind that this Shikamaru might be the enchanting Miss Sakura's husband. Itachi's eyes narrowed into slits. What he should've said was nothing. But what he did say was, "I think you two make a horrible couple."

Sakura gave him a strange look, muttering, "We're not together."

Shikamaru was blushing, but didn't voice his opinion.

"Excuse me?" Ai tugged on Itachi's silk cloak, "Are you a woman or a man?"

Itachi glared at the boy, "I'm a man!"

Sakura, along with the other children, burst into peals of laughter. Shikamaru had a smirk on his face.

Itachi scowled, and was about to say something when the black haired one, Kohana, began coughing.

"Kohana, are you alright?" Sakura's eyes knit together in her worry, and she had a little frown on her face.

Itachi didn't like it when Sakura frowned. He wanted her to smile. She had a pretty smile.

But Kohana wasn't alright. She began to cough up blood, and Sakura's face began to pale.

"Kohana? Kohana? We... We have to get her home! Maybe if she gets some rest..." Sakura was getting frantic. Her eyes were tearing up. No matter how brave she sounded, she knew Kohana would not get better. Not without medical attention, which she in no way could afford. You'd have to be insanely rich to afford something like-

"Perhaps our family medic could look her over?" Itachi suggested.

Sakura's eyes widened. Who was the man they'd been teasing so casually? She voiced her question out loud, "Who are you?"

"My name is Itachi Uchiha, prince of the Leaf Kingdom. Would you care to make a deal?" Itachi gave a sinister smirk. He had a plan.

"Feh?" Was the only thing Sakura could manage to mutter. The children, and even Shikamaru, could only stare with mouths open. Except for Kohana, who'd stopped coughing, but was still a sickly pale. They had all heard of the Uchiha clan, how could they not? Cruel King Fugaku Uchiha who ruled over the land with his iron fists, his beautiful wife, and two sons.

"I will give you all a place to stay, medical treatment, and royal treatment, in exchange for you to be my bride."

Sakura took a swift glance at Kohana, before muttering, "Deal."

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And yes, I decided to end it right there. Just to make you all suffer. So, review or I'll kill off poor, innocent Kohana.

~Ginny