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Itachi watched her from far apart ever since he left the porch. It wasn't his fault, really. The woman has pink hair. He'd notice her everywhere. Itachi narrowed his eyes upon seeing Sakura dancing with some, no-name male. To his displeasure the rosette looked, like she was enjoying his company to the fullest. The Uchiha would never admit it, but her happiness irritated Itachi greatly. At the end of the song the man took her hand and kissed it.
Kissed it. Sakura's hand. Sakura's.
Had she not, just two hours ago, denied his touch there? So, why was Sakura letting some no-name male touch her, exactly on the same spot? Irritating.
Before Itachi had the chance to continue watching her every move, he suddenly was interrupted by his slightly drunk cousin AKA best friend.
"Yo, my 'lil baby couuuuuusin!" shouted Shisui with a very annoying loud voice, he then proceeded to hug the seemingly irritated Itachi.
"Shisui, you are drunk." Was Itachi's blatant response after successfully pulling away from the other male.
"Well, it's a wedding! They expect us to do so! " After the words have left his mouth, he ambushed the nearest waiter, and took from him his eight Sake bottle. "Do you even know who had married?" asked Itachi , his eyes wandered off to the now happily smiling Sakura. His brows furrowed and a scowl began to make its way onto his aristocratic features.
"Not really, no." said the elder Uchiha and happily drank his liquor. He then wondered what was able to catch his baby cousin's interest that much. It has been a while since Itachi had last allowed himself to display his interest in front of a living form, not to mention 250 people. Surely, the source of his behaviour must be of upper importance to Itachi. Unfortunately, before he was able to check it for himself the Uchiha Heir to-be spoke
"Why are you even here?"
Shisui looked bemused by Itachi's question. Certainly, it was very rare for the only cheerful Uchiha to follow an invitation and appear on a social gathering. Shisui was the right hand of the company's head Uchiha Fugaku, and was expected to maintain the same position even after Itachi's take - over.
Occasionally, when really pissed off, the stoic Uchiha heir-to-be threatens Shisui with a promotion to a janitor the second he'd attain the ruler position. Given this knowledge, the spiky haired male refrains from pissing Itachi off to a dangerously low level. Better safe than sorry, right?
Even though Uchiha Shisui is known to be the clan's sweetheart , no one should be deceived by his outgoing appearance. Although, he had not been announced as a genius and prodigy like Itachi, they are on the same level when it comes to intellect and skill. Not many are aware of the fact that Shisui was the one who taught Itachi the basics of the human nature and the world. The fact, he did it in the beginning without his younger cousin's knowledge to do so, was proof enough of his greatness and very charismatic way of talking. He was not for nothing the UchihaCORP's official speaker.
Unfortunately, one of the rare things that had actually bothered him while managing said position were social gatherings.
Uchiha Fugaku had long ago agreed to let him skip them, instead he would always send Itachi. It would raise his popularity - he said. Uppon remembering Fugaku's words Shisui had suddenly snorted ,which was left unnoticed by Itachi since his gaze once more wandered off. If Fugaku would have known that his dear ,eldest son would turn into a playboy ,( the spiky haired Uchiha was, back then, 99 percent sure about it) he would have definitely talked Shisui into attending these despicable events.
And Shisui really hates them .
He understood why his dear baby cousin was irritated seeing him on the wedding. He guessed Itachi suspected him to have an ulterior motive, which he actually had.
Shisui had heard a certain pinkette would show herself, and he'd always wanted to talk to the female, ever since he's heard of her 'departure' from the high society.
Haruno Sakura
He would not admit it to Itachi but Shisui saw a similarity between himself and her. He definitely was not interested in a romantic relationship with Sakura, even though, he often acts as a pervert and skirt hunter, but a close acquaintanceship with the delicate female would be very to his liking.
His baby cousin however, did not need to know it.
Given all these facts, Shisui had decided to give Itachi an acceptable reason for his showing up there.
"Well.., Heaven didn't want me, and Hell's afraid I'll take over."
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Haruno Sakura was officially enjoying herself. After her blonde friend finally was as kind as to release the pinkette from her hawk like fangs, Sakura decided to make the best of her situation. She took a good glass of wine.
Unfortunately, unlike her shishou, she was not a very good drinker.
After her third glass of the delicious tasting liquor, dizziness began to spread inside of her head like a wildfire. She was about to fall down when some stranger efficiently pulled her to his chest. He then , as a form of back pay, asked Sakura to dance with him which she did.
The male turned out to be Inuzuka Kiba, the future heir of the Inuzuka clan which was world known for its multiple Animal Welfare institutions.
Due to the multiple glasses of wine Sakura had consumed, she slowly but surely was getting bolder and bolder. After the song had ended, she subtly took Kiba's hand and guided him, giggling, to her family's vehicle.
"Sakura-chan, I don't know if we sho – " Kiba suddenly felt something soft and fluffy pressed against his mouth. He really didn't want do take advantage of the drunken female but she was literally pleading him to do so.
Kiba was a rather gentle man, but in no means a saint.
He decided to submit himself to the woman's fiery attitude and responded to her silent pleads. After a few moments, their innocent, pleasant kiss turned into a passionate war of dominance.
Sakura enjoyed the feeling of Kiba's lips, his sharp tooth's made her even more sensitive to his touches. When the brown haired male decided to finally accept her invitation, she lost herself in her own passion. The rosette deepened their kiss and efficiently plunged her tongue into the male's mouth. She felt her temperature raise, her cheeks resembled now a tomato. Her excitement was rising and the wine began to show its effects. More and more.
Her hands explored Kiba's well-built body, it was by no means as beautiful as Itachi's but…, wait, was she comparing Kiba to Itachi? Sakura's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, she opened her eyes in order to control what little was left of her consciousness and shake any Itachi – related thoughts off .
After a few seconds of inner debating the female sank, once more, deeper into her own pleasure. While Kiba's left hand was on her waist and deliciously massaged it, his right was wandering over her flat stomach. He felt her athletic muscles and suddenly wanted to see them. From second to second, their actions were getting more extreme, and both were getting to a point where every touch seemed to be just not enough.
Kiba needed more.
As good as a kisser Sakura was, any healthy male would desire more after getting this far, he was just about to guide her to his own limousine when a hand appeared on his left shoulder and efficiently pulled him away from the noticeable aroused female.
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His world was filled with rage upon seeing the two of them.
After Itachi managed to shake his clearly drunk cousin off, he noticed a crucial thing.
Sakura was gone.
All kinds of scenario's crossed his mind. But he knew, deep inside, only one of them was reasonable.
Sex.
Itachi cursed. In this certain moment, he despised his brilliant mind for being so ..intelligent. He cursed his fate for making him into a prodigy and having him realize, that due to Sakura's behavior, she is going to willingly give herself to some other male.
It drove him crazy.
His eyes had a shade of deep, verdant red and every guest turned away upon sensing his displeasure. Itachi was desperately searching for Sakura in the over filled ballroom. He wanted to make sure, she was not dozing off in some corner of this huge room. His mind, however, knew exactly his search here was futile. He pressed his eyes shut and after a minute of half-calming his shouting emotions, Itachi calmly walked to the exit. He took predatory steps towards his soon - to be toy.
The moment he was outside and took notice in his surroundings was the first time in his whole life, his self-preservation had snapped. His stone face displayed every emotion he felt.
Rage. Anger. Disappointment. Jealousy. Killing intent.
Itachi wanted to rip the Inuzuka's head off of his spine for kissing his Sakura. The brown haired male was doing the exact same things Itachi did previously, but they were, much to his irritation, more brave. Itachi wanted to smash, brake, rip and smack every bone placed in Kiba's body.
But his slowly uncontrolled rage, was not only directed at the young Inuzuka boy.
Sakura actually responded and indicted to half of their acts. She behaved, as if she actually wanted to sleep with this boy, like nothing more before. It drove him mad.
This fact woke Itachi's predatory instinct to its fullest. The madness and jealousy he felt towards his property, were far more greater and much more intense ,than the rage directed at the Inuzuka.
He shook Kiba off of Sakura and grabbed the pinkette's wrist like his life depended on it. The second he felt her skin touch his palm, Itachi began walking as fast as he was able to. He didn't hear anything. He didn't see anything. He didn't feel anything, besides the urge to mark Sakura as his. Only his.
He noticed his car, walked to it with Sakura in tow, smashed the female inside his limousine and locked the door behind them.
Itachi was about to prove Sakura she was his and only his. He would teach this body of hers, to only react to his touches. He is going to make her moan, squirm, squish, yell and yearn only for him and no one else.
Sakura would soon learn to obey and love only him.
His assault had begun.
I think I'll change the rating for M in chapter 5..., the scenes are going to be a little bit..., extreme xD
This chapter was a little bit short, wasn't it? Nevertheless, I hope a few of you'd enjoyed it (^_^)
Doujin-Maker - off~!