Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter TextSakura felt fear digging its claws into every pore on its mad ascent up her body. An ominous silhouette had been standing directly behind Itachi, but only for a moment. In the blink of an eye, it was gone. She sat there frozen, willing her heart to slow down in the silence. She could feel massive, cold fingers trailing up her spine.
Itachi curiously continued to watch her, getting the distinct feeling that a lecture was coming his way. Something he was sure would only exacerbate the dull ache behind his eyes. When she froze instead, he immediately became suspicious- every sense on high alert. He could smell her potent fear from across the room as she wet herself, and he immediately began trying to pinpoint the source of her intense reaction. It couldn't be him, not only had she thoroughly inspected his body, she also must've noticed the lack of killing intent. He felt so weak that sitting up alone was taking a considerable deal of effort, so then what-
Wet choking sounds interrupted his train of thought, he zeroed in on her foaming mouth. Her skin was rolling and turning a sick red, body convulsing, veins popping up under her skin. If he didn't know any better he'd say she was violently being choked.
He phased to her side and lifted her head, in one deft motion he jammed his fingers down her throat and spread them apart, allowing her to breathe. She immediately started coughing and gasping for air, sitting up and pushing it away.
"What the hell was that?" She sputtered, covering her throat with her hands.
He scanned the room carefully but knew before he even got up that there was nothing there, except for him and her. He just looked at her while she slowly gained her composure.
The thing disappeared as soon as Itachi had touched her, melting away as he dug his fingers into her mouth. She was sure he probably thought he was helping, but all he did was bruise the inside of her throat, a particularly unpleasant place to heal. She choked on his fingers on the first attempt at breathing and roughly pushed him away, spitting up a bit of blood onto the floor. She said the first thing that came to mind and immediately put her hands to her throat in an attempt to heal the delicate area. Those hands. Those impossibly large hands. What on earth could have hands that big? She shuddered and became aware of two things at once.
"What the-?" She sniffed the air and could clearly smell urine. She didn't remember doing that., but she was looking directly at her shorts and knew she did. Oh Kami. She glanced over at Itachi, then back at her wet shorts. Oh kami. Oh kami. OH HELL.
"Are you still naked?"
He blinked.
"That's what you're worried about?" He asked impassively. He was beginning to think that this perv had had a stroke, and maybe also lost her mind. When she refused to look at him he grew a little irritated.
"You didn't seem to mind a moment ago."
Notes: I figured deer poops was an appropriate chapter name since this chapter was small and choppy. A cluster fuck if you will. Nothing intentionally sexual coming up in the next two chapters (at least not for sakura). I clearly had trouble writing this chapter , its formatted strangely because its honestly not the most important chapter but the events within were. I've been spending the last two weeks writing out a really long chapter (long for me) and am going through the process of editing it. Side note: if you have an infant under one and you're not mentally prepared to smell the farts of satan or change diapers of death then DO NOT FEED THEM CHEERIOS OH MY GOD. from one parent to another. Writing chapters in rotten egg death gas is the absolute freakin worst.
