I'm really sorry for the long update. I was in the hospital for 3 weeks after I broke my ankle. My foot slipped into a rabbit hole and I fell. I was rushed into the hospital and I stayed there for a long time when I caught a terrible flue. Then I ordered my nurse to rest and I wasn't allowed to get up from my bed. The only privilege they gave me was to go to the restroom.
Thank God that it was all over, and I'm very grateful that I'm back to writing my story. Hopefully, you haven't lost interest in this story.
Chapter 3
Past
She would have to act like she was over him.
No contact as possible and no interaction.
She wanted to lessen the chance from ever being discovered and for ruining the picture that he had of her; a besotted woman who abundantly threw herself at him and nothing more.
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Present
Sakura leisurely strolled down the cobble stones leading to Training Grounds no. 12, where her team was in the prospect of training.
Sakura was anxious as she caught sight of her team mates, Naruto and Sasuke, already in the midst of a heated battle, or to Sakura's perspective, a show down between two pigheaded shinobi's. She came to a complete halt, her stomach fluttering in nervousness as her eyes find their way towards the man, leaning against the tree and observing the battle with grim detachment.
Sakura couldn't move. She stood there in a moment of indecision as she contemplated whether to turn and leave, or face him and risk being exposed. She was never given a chance to act on her options when Itachi suddenly look in her direction.
She sucks her breath when her eyes met his. Memories flashing in her mind of that wild, sinful night in Itachi's arms.
She instantly felt weak in the knees as she could almost recall how he had brought her to that pleasurable peak where she had scream his name and shuddered underneath him in frenzied abandon, clutching at him as if she had been afraid that she was going to fall from the earth shattering experience.
It was the most erotic thing that Sakura had experienced.
And her body was instantly responded to that forbidden allure in which Itachi had given her the first taste, the first taste of that forbidden fruit.
She wanted him.
She wanted him badly.
"Sakura,"
Sakura jumped in surprise and she stares wide-eyed at Itachi, who she failed to notice his approach beforehand, and Sakura instantly regretted her lax when he began to consider intently.
Sakura started to blush as she realized that they were standing close, too close for her own good as she replayed the images of them tangled together with their faces flushed in ecstasy, heavily panting and groaning with pleasure.
Bad thoughts, Sakura mentally shook her head, trying to force the images away.
"Why didn't you join us in our mission to Rain Country?" Itachi asked, his enigmatic eyes never leaving her face.
Sakura drew a breath before answering, her eyes gazing at something over his head.
"I thought that Naruto had already told you," Sakura replied, finding interest in watching the leaves that rustled above their heads. "I was assigned to 15 patients that were waiting for their diagnostic results. I can hardly leave them, do I?"
Sakura still didn't look at him, and moved her attention the squirrel that skittered on the tree branch, carrying a walnut.
"I asked your shishou about that matter, Sakura." Sakura jerked her head to look at him then, her face losing its color slightly, when she saw a knowing glint in his dark eyes.
"And she told me that you were not obligated to watch over them. She said that there were other 'available' medic-nins to see to their needs. The Hospital was nearly half deserted when you gave me that irrelevant excuse."
Sakura flushed in anger and embarrassment but she bit back a retort while she glared up at him.
"It made me wonder why you were using an excuse to escape from our mission when you could have done it by coming up to me and saying it upfront, which you usually do to catch my attention." Itachi said bluntly, aware that he had just piqued Sakura's temper, in which he had done it for that sole purpose.
"Why, you arrogant bastard!" Sakura bristled, clenching her fist. "You Uchiha prick!"
Itachi barely blink at the insult. Naruto and Sasuke paused in mid-attack to stare at Sakura, who was snarling at their Team Leader.
"Who do you think you are?" Sakura asked, her voice rising while she sported a bruised pride.
"Your Team leader and teacher," Itachi responded aloofly. "and your superior."
The Uchiha never did fail to frustrate her as she gritted her jaw.
"You might be all that," She hissed. "but you can't insult me and accuse me of something that you see as brazenly obvious," Sakura took a step forward and tipped her head back, looking him right in the face. "because as what you might find it hard to believe, I'm not interested in you."
Itachi was doubtful about that and he didn't hide it in his face.
"If you won't believe me, I'll show you here and now that I don't care a whit about you." Sakura declared while Itachi just quirked his brow in response.
Sakura fumed and cracked her fist. "I'm going to beat you to pulp and see if you still believe me to be interested with someone like you."
Itachi made a disinterest shrug before turning his back to her. "If you're interested in fighting Sakura, you can fight Sasuke or Naruto."
He was striding away when Sakura suddenly bent low, her chakra rushing towards her fist.
"I'm not obliged to accept your childish challenge---"
Sakura charged, her eyes flashing with fury as she raised her fist and aimed. She missed; Itachi instantly disappeared before her, while the momentum propelled her forward and stumbled.
"I told you Sakura," Itachi whispered beside her ear, a kunai nicking her neck while she could feel his oppressing heat pressing against her back. "I'm not going to fight you."
Sakura grabbed his wrist and pulled the kunai away from her neck. She was about to pull off a back kick and a upper cut, when he twisted her hands behind her back and was jerked harshly back towards him.
"You change your scent,"
Sakura instantly froze, her breath caught on her throat as she look ahead with her eyes showing her shocked and fear.
Itachi noticed her reaction and after glancing beneath his lashes at Naruto and Sasuke, he lean forward, pressing his nose just underneath her earlobe and sniffed.
She smelled like a fresh rainforest, and Itachi felt her shiver. He tightened his grip around her and whispered.
"Do you think I have forgotten?" Itachi asked, feeling her body going pliant against him, just the other nigh when he had taken her; yielding and passionate when he had shown her the intense pleasure that she had been missing.
She had been a willing and wild lover, and Itachi couldn't forgive and forget himself for succumbing to the forbidden allure that she had presented. He had wanted her then, and still wanted her now. Yet, he didn't want to repeat that mistake again. He had been made a fool and he had come to realized it when he had went on that mission in Rain Country.
The scent, her scent that he had become accustom to and taken for granted had been missing, and that was when he had remembered the woman, and the puzzle fell into place.
Sakura had been that woman, the woman he had made love to that passionately that night.
"Do you think that I would be easily be deceived by you?" He said, his lips thinning while he didn't try to hide the anger in his voice. He felt her tremble and released her immediately, uncaring as she staggered. He watched her as she raised her head and look at him, her face pale and her lips quivering.
Itachi was apathetic.
"How foolish of you to think so," He remarked dispassionately, his lips drew into a severe line as he regarded her with great equanimity.
Sakura straightened her spine and lifted her chin.
"You shouldn't have done something as foolish as that, Sakura." Sakura didn't respond, but continue to raise her chin in defiance, giving Itachi a level look even though the trembling of her lips betrayed her vulnerability. "As it is, you have lost something precious without gaining something in return."
"I hope that haven't regretted your action as of late," Itachi considered her closely, noticing the gleam of tears in her eyes. "because I have regretted mine."
"How could I?" Sakura said vehemently, her eyes teary. "When I have experience something profound and—and deep," Sakura flushed as she explained while Itachi's face turn harsh as he listened to her. "I would never exchange it for the world because I know it was something to be remembered."
"And you?" Sakura asked a tear escape from her eye and slide down her cheek. "I don't care at all what you with those memories. At least, I have of mine to cherish."
"Do as you wish," There was a ticked Itachi's jaw as he blasted Sakura with one of his freezing stare. "As far as I am concern, I have forgotten it."
Then he pivoted around and strode away, passing through Naruto and Sasuke, who had been listening to their cryptic conversation with confusion and curiosity etched on their faces.
"Sakura-chan, are you okay?" Naruto asked once Itachi disappeared, his face concern as he watched Sakura dabbed her tears with her gloved hands.
"Why are you crying?"
"It was something 'he' told me Naruto," Sakura said, half telling the truth. She knew that Sasuke and Naruto would press on if she said nothing at all.
"He said that I was annoying."
"But you aren't annoying, Sakura-chan," Naruto said, waving his hand. "You might be scary sometimes when you're angry, but you aren't annoying.
"Right, Sasuke?" Naruto added, nudging his other team mate.
"Hn," Sasuke responded noncommittally, observing Sakura. "I agree with dobe here, you're annoying sometimes."
Naruto scowled while Sakura glowered.
"And scary," Sasuke mumbled inaudibly.
"You're the same as your brother," Sakura growled, "You're both complete bastards."
Then she stormed away, leaving the two behind her.
"What did you do that for, teme?" Naruto snarled, punching Sasuke in the shoulder that he stumbled.
"What did you hit me for, dobe?" Sasuke said angrily as he retaliated of the sort.
Naruto flew into a tree while Sasuke charge again. Naruto recovered and kicked Sasuke in the chest before he could attack him.
"Dobe!"
"Teme!"
They both shouted before they surged forward with fists and legs.
Then a fight followed.
Sakura couldn't sleep that night. She keeps on tossing and turning under the covers of her bed until she decided to look outside her balcony and gazed up at the moon.
Sakura sighed, leaning her head on a wall while she drew her knees towards her chest.
"Couldn't sleep?"
Sakura jerked upright while her eyes flew towards the man, lazily leaning on her balustrade.
Itachi's eyes surveyed her and Sakura instinctively swung her foot down on the balustrade and sat appropriately. Pulling and arranging her nightgown around her.
Sakura had never felt insecure and awkward before as she was experience at the moment as she wrapped her arms around her to cover her chest. She didn't want Itachi to know that she was not wearing any bra underneath her creamy nightgown.
But her action produced a negative result as Itachi's eyes took in her defensive reaction and noticed the lack of strap beside the strap of her nightgown.
A smirk appears in his lips while Sakura became wary.
"What are you doing here?" She finally asked, standing up at a possibly threat while instinct told her to flee.
Itachi bluntly ignored her while he became bold and rove his eyes from her upturn face to her creamy thighs exposed by her short nightgown. Sakura regretted wearing that nightgown tonight when she should have worn her pajamas instead.
"What do you think?" Itachi responded finally and Sakrua bit her lip, drawing her arms around her tightly as her body started to tremble.
Kami, was he there because he wanted to—to
"You're beautiful," Sakura took a stepped back as Itachi reached for her, his palm hot against her face as he drew closer.
"What are you doing this?" Sakura whispered, emitting a breathy sigh as she felt his caressing the side of her face. "I thought you have forgotten about me."
"I have. I want to," Itachi said cupping her face and tipping her head up. "But I can't."
Sakura opened her eyes and look at him, saw the desire smoldering there and she went limp, her knees buckling underneath her while he caught her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer into his hard body.
"I want you," Sakura trembled as she felt his hot breath fanning the fine hairs of her neck while she took of hold of his shoulder to steady herself. She felt his desire then and she flushed, her breathing increasing while she placed her hand behind his neck, and drawing him close, her lips parting in invitation, her body responding to his call.
"I want you," Itachi murmured, his lips hovering a scant away from hers while Sakura clutched at him.
"Then take me Itachi. Kami, take me." Sakura said pulling his lips to hers and kissed him hard while Itachi responded. Forays of desire run raised passed her spine, making her toes curl and her body shake.
She opened her mouth and kissed him fully, her hands touching him, holding him in fervency while she felt herself being lift up and perched her in the balustrade. Itachi nudge her feet apart and Sakura wrapped her legs around his lean waist, and drew him closer, feeling him.
"We can't do this here," Sakura said, tearing her swollen lips from his, and looking at him through unfocused eyes. "Someone might see us."
"Let's go inside then," Itachi replied, nuzzling her neck and pulling the straps of her nightgown away from her skin. He kissed her shoulder and suckled the tender skin.
"Yes," Sakura closed her eyes, arching her neck to the side while her nails dug into Itachi's shoulder as he suckled her skin.
"We have to go inside." She opened her eyes, slipping her hands inside his shirt and feeling the hard planes of his stomach underneath her fingertips, she run her nails on his rippling muscles and she was satisfied when she heard him groan.
"Sakura," Itachi said hoarsely as he slide the hem of her nightgown up, caressing her creamy thigh and pulling her hips closer to his.
They groan in unison, their breathing becoming difficult as Itachi grind himself against hers, making her all too aware of his desire.
She wanted to have him.
"We have to go inside now," Sakura drew her lips near his ear and nipped his lobe while hands starting to unbutton his shirt in a hurried motion.
Itachi lifted her up and strode towards her open bedroom, kissing her with such fervency and ardor that she burned with it. He placed her at the end of the bed and started to strip her, while she him.
Later, they fell on the bed tangled and naked, their hands and lips desiring to touch and taste more while they panted and groan. Their face flushed with desire while they strain to draw closer to one another, their hands grabbing, clutching and digging, as if they were afraid to be parted from one another.
One touch and one kiss was enough for them, they wanted more. They wanted more than just a one night of passion.
"Itachi!" Sakura screamed, her face grimacing with pleasure as she dug her nails into his slick back, a dozen of welt marks already in the skin while Sakura was lost, totally lost into her passion.
She shuddered, biting her lip while she felt the waves of pleasure washed over her, her body flushed and shimmering with sweat while she clung to her lover.
"Sakura," Itachi groan against the curve of her neck while she felt him jerked and spasm, felt his seed shooting in her womb while she drew him closer to her, sharing his heat and his pleasure.
This was heaven.
Sakura wouldn't want it to end.
Itachi was all hers.
"I love you," Sakura whispered absentmindedly, softly brushing her lips against his cheek while they lay there totally replete.
Itachi stiffen after hearing her words, raising his head from her chest to look at her. Sakura realized her mistake when she saw the look in his eyes.
She saw withdrawal.
Sakura stopped moving and waited for his rejection.
It came.
"I'm sorry, Sakura. But I don't love you." Itachi said coldly, sitting up and turning his back to her. "You shouldn't have love me, Sakura."
It was like a blow to her heart, and Sakura fell apart.
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