Written In Pink
Chapter Four
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I own the little kiddies though. I love them very much. They're so kuwaii!
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Sakura sighed, pacing around her new bedroom. She wasn't allowed to see Kohana, though she was frequently reported about her condition. A kind servant boy named Gaara, the boy who showed us to our rooms, would tell her, sneaking into the medical room every now and then. So far, she seems to be recovering well. The medicine seems to be working.
Ai and Jiro were outside. Fugaku seemed to take an interest in them, allowing them to assist the knights in their practice. They may even become pages. Shikamaru was asleep in his quarters. If Sakura didn't know better, she would be inclined to go join him. Of course, she would never do something so foolish, no matter how upset she was. She couldn't go cry to Shikamaru, as she always had when she'd been upset. Causing a public scandal would not be a good idea if Kohana still needed the medicine to stay healthy.
No, she'd behave. For now.
Suzuki, Michi, and Baby Leiko were fast asleep in the children's' room. Sakura thought she might go join them. Surely, it'd be easier to sleep with someone to comfort you.
Sakura opened the door to leave her room. It really was a nice room, covered with red silk tapestries with a big beautiful red and black bed. It was a room fit for a princess. If Itachi had his way, that's exactly what she'd be.
Sakura was surprised to see Sasuke there, passing by in the hall. He gave a ghost of a smile, and came towards Sakura.
Sasuke waved slightly, "Sakura-san," He spoke in a velvety voice, "Where are you headed?"
Sakura smiled kindly at the young man. He looked vaguely familiar. Even before seeing him punch Itachi. "Oh, I was just going to sleep in the children's' room. I thought it might be easier to sleep there."
He cocked an eyebrow, and gave a suggestive smirk, "If its comfort you seek, you could always come to sleep in my room."
Sakura frowned, "Keep in mind," She turned and began to walk away, "I'm betrothed to your brother."
"Perhaps," Sasuke grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his toned chest, "But I claimed you before he did."
Sakura glared at him, "Let go of me. I'm no object. You cannot claim me."
Sasuke moved in, grinding into her. "Are you sure," He whispered huskily against her neck, "you want me to stop?" Before she could protest, he pressed his lips to hers. He pressed her into the wall, pinning her so that she couldn't move.
It was a rough, passionate kiss. It was full of lust, and emotion, and…
Love.
Sakura gasped, pulling away, and began to shout for help. Sasuke pressed his lips against hers again, pulling her towards his room. "He doesn't have to know," Sasuke pulled her towards him.
Sakura almost allowed him to take her with him. She had butterflies in her stomach, but she had to resist. "Stop it," Sakura began to scream, "Help me! Help!" She kneed Sasuke in the place he would need to produce children someday, and ran off down the hall.
Sasuke, kneeling on the floor in pain, noticed a presence. He looked up to see Suzuki glaring down at him.
"You," Suzuki pointed an accusing finger, "man-whore! How dare you do that! I'm telling!" With that, she bolted down the hallway.
Needless to say, that didn't go how Sasuke Uchiha had planned.
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Sakura ran until she'd hit someone, falling to the ground with a thump. She looked up to see Itachi, in a similar position. Without thinking, she dived forward, grabbing his shirt. Then, she simply cried. She cried, and wept, and sobbed. She clung to him, crying, for a long time. She wasn't exactly sure how long it'd been, but he still just sat there. He patted her back reassuringly, murmuring soothing words into her ear.
He told her everything would be alright. He told her she was beautiful. He told her that nothing would hurt her. He couldn't bring himself to say the one thing on his mind.
He wanted to tell her he loved her. He couldn't do that though, even if he felt it to be true. He'd only just met her. It would take time. Itachi was a patient man. He could wait.
She continued to cry, looking up at him with watery eyes. "Itachi-san," She choked out, "I'm sorry"—She hiccupped loudly—"that I'm such a burden."
"Nonsense," Itachi stroked her hair softly, "You're not a burden."
She let out a dark laugh, rubbing her eyes, "I don't hear that from much of anyone. I was a burden to my parents, to civilians, to Shikamaru, now I'm a burden to you. Just"—She gestured to her tear stained cheeks—"look at me!"
"I do," Itachi murmured, taking her chin in between his thumb and forefinger, "Every time I look at you, all I see is beautiful."
Sakura looked, wide eyed, at her fiancé. She could only watch as he pressed his lips against hers. It was gentle, sweet, tender.
Sakura, despite herself, didn't want it to stop. That is, until a voice from across the hall brought it to a stop.
"What, exactly, are you doing to her?"
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A/N: DONE! HOORAH! Go back to my profile for details on my Christmas Surprise!
~Ginny-chan
P.S. I appreciate the update threats. Keep sending them, they make me chuckle. PM them to me as well. Sometimes, you gotta yell at me to get me to do what I'm supposed to heh.
But you can't castrate a female. It was a good threat, though. Hee.