Chapter Four
"We want answers but we're afraid to ask. Sometimes the truth hurts and so we lie to ourselves."
Sasuke couldn't get it out of his head. Her answer back at the restaurant. It had been a few days since then but for some reason he couldn't understand why she knew about his elder brothers upcoming wedding. Sasuke sighed to himself and sat up in his massive bed. The blankets were strewn about; he didn't usually bother with making his bed. Besides he had read somewhere that keeping a messy room showed that the person was exceptionally smart. Made sense, considering whenever he was younger and snuck into Itachi's room it was a complete pigsty.
For the amount of clutter that was in that room, he was completely amazed by how well organized his brothers apartment was. He had originally thought it was because Kimi was an exceptionally neat person. But he knew that was a lie when he saw the kitchen after that girl had tried to make dinner for the family awhile back. He had actually been impressed that Itachi had followed behind her and cleaned up the mess. He knew his mother was very appreciative about it.
There had been an argument between the two of them that night about it as well. Kimi had thought that since it wasn't her place, then she didn't have to clean up. She was giving them the gift of her half burnt chicken so the least that his family could do was clean up the mess. Mikoto had been pissed that night, and Itachi had to say goodbye early to take his future wife home before there was a huge outburst. Never from his mother, but more from the young girl who had felt offended.
She was always offended.
And if Itachi was hanging out with Sakura, then he knew for sure there would be a massive fight. Sakura didn't exactly just hang out with people. He was pretty sure there were always strings attached, or at least that's what he has heard through the grapevine. There were quite a few of his friends and even new acquaintances that would smile when her name came up and all they would say was that she was a good time.
The only one who never really commented on Sakura's rather colorful past was Naruto. Probably because he had been there the entire time. Sasuke hadn't come into the whole friendship until years after everything happened. But he knew about everything. All the way from her mother passing away, and her father just up and leaving siting that he couldn't handle the emotions. Sasuke had thought at the time that that was pretty callous. And if he had thought that was insensitive when he himself was practically an ice king then it was pretty bad. He had always thought that she had kept up her appearances pretty well. She always came to school; he remembered she had struggled for quite some time until she had finally got the hang of their language.
But it was after her mother had passed away that the rumors really started up. She and Naruto became even more inseparable and there had been rumors running around school that they were an item even though people had seen them with other people. He knew later on that she had befriended some huge party girl named Ino from a neighboring town. He only knew that because he had hooked up with that girl a few times.
Sasuke reached for his cell phone on his black side table. Sliding his thumb across the screen he slowly made his way toward his brothers contact information. Quickly he swiped left and started the text message:
Hey, have you been hanging out with Sakura? She mentioned you today, and I didn't know that you knew her.
Sasuke hit send before dropping his phone back down to the table. He highly doubted that his brother would actually respond to him. That was just the way he was. Standing up, he lifted his arms up and stretched out, purring as his muscles relaxed themselves. He tilted his neck to the side and popped his neck while he was at it, and then headed toward his bedroom door. He had plans for the day that didn't include sitting in his rather comfy bed. He grabbed a lone black shirt that was lying on the floor, sniffing it once before pulling it over his head.
Sasuke made it downstairs only to hear the voice of the one woman that he would rather not be around. Considering he was somewhat of a ladies man that said a lot about him. But this was Kimi. A girl that he wouldn't even touch if she were single. He had dated enough girls like that to know that he didn't want that type of relationship. One that only revolved around money and fame. He really wasn't about that life, and it was one of the very few reasons why he was happy that he was the younger son. He didn't have to worry too much about appearances. He would never become the head of the family.
He was almost out of the door when the unmistakable voice of his elder brother's fiancée called for him. He stopped and inhaled deeply, his eyes closed preparing himself for the inevitable. He hated having conversations with this girl. Exhaling he turned around and raised his eyebrow. The less he spoke, the better.
"Hey little brother." She said smiling with one of those somewhat fake smiles. One of those smiles where you knew she wanted something. Sasuke raised both of his eyes brows at the 'little brother' she had added. Hey would have been just fine.
"Not your little brother." He said blankly. His whole body was stiff; he really wanted this to be over pretty fast.
"Oh well not yet."
Sasuke nodded. Not really sure what else he should say. He raised his hand to wave, so that he could go ahead and leave but she stopped him.
"Oh wait!" She called, "I have a question for you."
He turned around again and gave her his full attention. There was no point in ignoring the girl when she wanted information. Considering all of his encounters with her in the past, it only got worse when you didn't do what she wanted.
"I know you and you're brother aren't close." She started, and Sasuke had to keep himself but chuckling.
That was the understatement of the year.
"But Itachi hasn't been around lately. He's been staying later at work, I asked your mom and she said that there was no big projects or anything that he had been working on. So I was wondering if you knew what was going on." She continued.
Sasuke's face stayed stoic as the conversation that he had with Sakura went through his mind. Was something going on?
"You got me. I don't know anything about his life." He responded after a few seconds.
Kimi nodded slowly, before smiling a weak smile. She thanked him and turned around and went back into the other room to more than likely continue wedding planning with her friends and his mom.
Sasuke turned around and walked out the door and to his car, but not before checking his phone. The light was blinking saying that he had a new message. Quickly he unlocked it and read the message from his brother.
Who?
Sasuke called bullshit.
Xxxxxxx
Deidara had the café for the past ten years, about 6 years before he actually met the fuchsia haired girl that he had come to adore as a little sister. She had worked for him up until she had decided to attend the University a few blocks away. She sometimes would still pick up shifts when he really needed someone, but he tended to make her study for her classes instead.
Her main focus was art; the girl was ridiculously talented when it came to paint on canvases. She wasn't stupid though, she also was taking courses for business. And here lately the math courses were killing her, but it seemed like she is getting the help she needs, and it was from none other than one of his best friends.
Their relationship slightly bothered Dei. Itachi had always been this reclusive fellow. His engagement to Kimi had been arranged by his father, so that he could make him happy. He would be the head of the family once he married, as well as being on his way to being president of the family company. He could see how the upcoming marriage could be hitting the poor guy hard. Considering he knew that Itachi never had any intention of being in a serious relationship. If the guy could just be a bachelor for the rest of his life, then it would be like Christmas for him.
Deidara welcomed a customer that had just entered his café. A bright smile on his face as they greeted him back with warm smiles and head into the back where his two friends were currently located. They had been meeting there where they first met every day for the past three weeks. Slowly getting closer and closer to each other.
He knew Sakura though. He knew how she was, and her closeness with the dark haired Uchiha was bound to make people uncomfortable. Bound to catch the attention of the overly jealous Kimi. It already made Kisame uncomfortable, but him and Sakura had a few drunken nights together. He knew she never meant anything by it; she just seemed to handle her emotions with that sort of escape. But he knew from experience how hard it was to say no to the girl. Especially whenever she got drunk or whenever she started to spiral. Since it was so close to the anniversary, and from the letters that she was telling him about coming from her father he knew that it wasn't going to be long before something was bound to happen.
Deidara made his way over to their table. Sakura was smiling brightly, her perfect smile making her radiant. A guy would be crazy to say no to the girl, Kisame had a hard time; Naruto for sure had a rough time. He hoped Itachi had more common sense to resist her.
"Well, how's everything going eh?" Deidara asked as leaned against the table that they were both working on.
"I officially still do not understand how this math will ever come in handy in my life." Sakura sighed, but with a smile still plastered on her face. Her eyes never leaving the man who sat next to her.
"If you plan on going into business, it's actually used." Itachi murmured as he worked out a problem for her.
He just hoped that it didn't go too far. He knew how Itachi was when it came to females, and he knew how Sakura was when it came to men. They were the worst match possible.
Xxxxxxx
Country clubs weren't really Sakura's thing. They never had been and she always felt completely out of place whenever she did go to them with Naruto. This was where she had lunch with Mikoto a few times when she and Sasuke had first become friends. The places that she liked to frequent were quite grittier than this. She hated dressing in nice clothes and heels. She didn't like looking like she used to look, that was a part of her past. But she knew that lately she had been putting Sasuke off. And with him being even more annoying than usual about his brother and hers relationship, she decided that it was the least she could do when he invited her out to lunch with his family. Besides Itachi had been busy, and all of her plans lately had been revolving around that guy.
She knew what people had been thinking. She was notorious for this kind of thing. The whole befriending a guy, spending all her time with him and then moving on. She used to be pretty bad about it, now shed basically hook up with only a few guys. Guys that she had already been with so that she didn't have to raise her number. Although she had to admit that when it came to Itachi she really wouldn't mind bumping it up one. But she respected the fact that he had a fiancée, even though she knew he was unhappy. He wouldn't come right out and say it, but she knew. It wasn't her place to talk to him about it though. She was just there for him, kind of like how he had been there for her. Just his presence made things a bit easier.
It was rare when you meet someone where you instantly just connect with them. You just feel like they are meant to be a part of your life. She didn't want to lose the guy, they did nothing but sit around and study and talk about American TV shows (all her favorites). She didn't understand why she needed to let everyone else know about their relationships. From the way that Deidara had been watching them closely at the café and the way Sasuke had been blowing up her phone recently, she was starting to wonder if she needed to be more discreet about their relationship. She didn't want to mess with anyone, but she really wanted everyone to leave her alone. They were just friends, and that was it.
Sakura stumbled into the main foyer of the club, her eyes darting back and forth making sure that no one had seen that rather embarrassing slip up. She was really not cut out for this shit. She stood off to the side and pulled out her phone, sending a message to Sasuke saying that she was there. Usually he was waiting for her the moment she walked in. He knew better than anyone else that she was hopeless on finding her way through places like this. Plus she was in heels; she could really use his arm. Shed appreciate that. He wanted her to dress nice and out of her comfort zone so the least he could do was lend her his damn arm.
She stood there for a few moments before she heard footsteps approaching her. She looked up and her jaw dropped slightly open.
He was supposed to be busy today.
Itachi stood there in front of her, his eyes questioning why she was all dressed up and standing in front of him. She looked him over and noticed that he was dressed in his usual suit; except he wasn't wearing his typical tie and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His hair was still pulled back in a low pony tail instead of her favorite man bun. But he still looked more casual than what she had seen him in since the day they went to the arcade.
"Hello." She said slowly, fully aware of how she was presented in front of him. Her white dress was lace and she was pretty sure that he was surprised that she even owned something as feminine as that. And her make up wasn't as dramatic as usual, just a small bit. Emphasized on her eyes, she had put on false eyelashes. Her shoes, she actually loved even though it was hard to walk in them. She reminded herself of a baby goat when walking in them for too long. Since it was just lunch, she was pretty sure she would be fine. An arm would still be nice to latch onto though.
"Nice dress." He murmured his dark eyes a little darker than normal. She couldn't really make eye contact with him, not while looking like this. She felt like the girl that he knew wasn't who was standing in front of him.
"You were busy today." She responded with a small smile on her face.
Itachi slid his hands into his pants pockets and shrugged his shoulders.
"Lunch with the family today."
She closed her eyes and smiled while shaking her head.
"Of course." She murmured dryly.
"Sakura?" a voice called from a distance.
She turned toward the voice and her eyes widened slightly, Sasuke was heading this way and his eyes were eyeing the two of them. As if he needed to see her and Itachi alone. Talking as if they knew each other, even though they did.
"Hey." She said with a soft smile, reaching out for his arm. Her feet were starting to hurt.
"I see you've met my brother." He said with a frown.
"Yes." Was all she could say, she could still feel Itachi's eyes on her. And she knew that Sasuke was glaring at him, it would just be best if they got to their mother. She didn't want to be next to these brothers especially when one didn't like the other, and the other could care less.
"Come on Sasuke, let's go get some food," She said softly taking his attention away from his brother. "I'm hungry."
He gave her a tight smile before nodding, throwing his brother one last incomprehensible look before leading her toward where his family was sitting.
Sakura had expected just Sasuke's mother for lunch, but she was slowly becoming aware that today wasn't the case. She felt Itachi follow them toward the patio where his mother was already patiently waiting, along with a dark haired beauty queen. If she would have known that Itachi and his fiancée Kimi would be joining them for lunch then she would have declined the invitation right away. But leave it to Sasuke to leave out that type of important information.
Sakura smiled in greeting when Mikoto turned toward her and greeted her. Kimi on the other hand just scrutinized her. She felt the other females eyes go up and down her body and then settle on her bright hair. Sakura had decided that the best thing she could do with her rather unconventional hair was to just put it up in a neat bun on the top of her head. She knew that her blonde roots were starting to show, she really needed to touch up the pink. Lately it hadn't been nearly as bright as it was when she first met Itachi.
"How are you Mrs. Uchiha?" Sakura asked politely as she settled in her chair to the left of Sasuke. Her seat being right next to the matriarch of the family.
"I'm fine dear," The older woman replied with a sincere smile on her face, she patted Sakura's hand and continued. "I see you have colored your beautiful blonde hair."
"I did." Sakura nodded, she felt really out of place. Everyone was staring at her, Itachi's gaze being the most intense.
"You're natural hair color is blonde?" Itachi asked, causing the table to shift their attention to him.
Sakura nodded again before trying to change the subject to something different.
Lunch went by with not much of a problem, she could still feel Itachi's gaze on her the entire time. And she was quite sure that Mikoto and Kimi had taken notice of it. Kimi had been sweet and chatty the entire time with her. Going on and on about how her and Itachi met, and what kind of wedding she was planning. Sakura went along with it easily enough. It wasn't the first time she had talked wedding with someone. Her best friend Britnei from back in the states had already gotten married to her high school sweetheart; they had a baby on the way. They had kept in touch after Sakura had moved away, and she used to stay up late just calming the other girl and vetoing wedding ideas.
"I do wish that you would have been there when I went to look for a wedding dress!" Kimi exclaimed as Sakura listed some of her personal favorite designers.
"Instead I went with a bunch of people who didn't understand a thing about fashion." She continued, Sakura's eyebrows shot up as she spoke, she could feel Mikoto tense up, and caught the look that she threw at her oldest son. Itachi didn't say anything, but she knew he understood the look because he sat up straighter.
"Well honestly," Sakura said cutting off Kimi. "I feel like having people who don't know anything about designers can offer even better insight. No one is paying attention to who you are wearing. They just want to see your glow."
"You're completely right!" Kimi agreed quickly, "I feel very lucky to have who I had with me, but I'm just saying you would have been very much appreciated."
xxxxxxx
When the guest for lunch, Sakura, first arrived. Kimi was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected some slightly punk girl to show up in a rather dated outfit. She had expected a more traditional girl to show up on Sasuke's arm.
This was the girl that Sasuke had asked to the wedding. She could see them being a couple. They would be cute, even cuter if the girl would take out that ridiculous color in her hair. From what Mikoto had said she had originally been a blonde. She had no idea why someone with natural light blonde hair would want to dye her hair that obnoxious color.
She was pretty sure she was the only person who felt this way about the girl though. The looks that both Sasuke and Itachi were giving her made her think that something was a bit off. Itachi had been out of it lately, staying out way later than normal and saying he always had to work through lunch. But she had asked both his mother and father, and even Sasuke about it. Itachi had been lying to her, because there wasn't a big account that Itachi was working on. And she had found out through the grape vine that Itachi had been frequenting a hipster café near the University. Which was completely unlike him, she had never known for the guy to drive that far across town to go get a sandwich. He usually would just go across the street or go to lunch with some colleagues.
Kimi watched as Itachi engaged in conversation with the girl, much to the annoyance of Sasuke. This was also unlike him. The Sakura girl and Itachi were able to hold a conversation like they had been doing it for years.
Xxxxxx
Itachi had gotten hell when he finally went home with Kimi that night of the lunch. She had caught him staring at Sakura and had instantly thought something was up. It took forever to finally calm her down and tell her that there was nothing going on between the two of them. That he was just being polite. In all honesty she had completely thrown him. He had half expected her to show up to be Sasuke's guest. But he had expected her to show up in her normal attire. He wasn't prepared for the way she arrived. Not once in the past few months of knowing the girl, he had ever seen her in a dress or heels. He had always thought that she had probably bleached her hair to get that bright color, but instead she had naturally pale blonde hair. He learned quite a few things about her that day.
Learned a few things about his brother as well, the main one being that his brother was infatuated with the girl, who was supposed to be one of his best friends. Itachi assumed it was because she only saw him as a friend. Both he and his brother always tended to like to prove people wrong. Especially women who said they weren't interested in them. He knew that was exactly what Sasuke was doing. Itachi knew though, he knew that Sakura wasn't interested in his younger brother. Only because she had mentioned it a few times.
They had decided after that lunch to start hanging out at her house instead. Mostly because Kimi had mentioned that she had friends who had seen him there with some girl. He really didn't want to deal with what people thought. He was allowed to have friends that everyone didn't know about. He was a good ten years older than this girl, so what if he hung out with her. His friends did it all the time but no one said anything about it. But that was probably because he was the head of a huge company, whereas Kisame and Deidara owned a café attached to an art gallery.
Itachi sat at the island as he watched Sakura scurry around the kitchen putting together something to eat. And from the smell of it, she was making something glorious. He had heard that she was an amazing cook but this was one of the first times of him actually tasting her food. Last couple times they had hung out at her house they had ordered take out. This was also one of the first times of them being alone together, whereas Deidara and Kisame had been with them before.
"Done!" Sakura said excitedly, as she whipped herself around to face him. She had an adorable smile on her face.
Itachi stretched and got up from where he had been sitting. Today had been his day off, and he had told his Fiancée that he was going out with the guys, that hadn't been exactly a lie, he had went and hung out with his old gang for the first time in forever earlier before Sakura had gotten out of class and texted him. He hadn't told any of them where he was going, but he knew a couple of them had an idea.
He made his way toward where the smaller girl was standing, she had invited him over to watch some of her favorite shows, he really couldn't say no. Especially since it had been so long since he had just hung out with a friend, ate good food and watched ridiculous shows. She had one of her favorite American sit coms that she wanted to watch with him. He wasn't big into English television shows, but she had been so excited when she told him about it he really couldn't help but to agree.
He let out a laugh as the pinkette pulled a chair over to grab some bowls from her cabinets. She grumbled something about making Naruto put up the dishes under her breath.
"You know, I could just get those for you." Itachi said as he opened the fridge to get a drink.
"No." She huffed, "You're a guest, and Naruto is a bastard for putting these up to high."
"Come on, just get down from there." He said, setting his drink down on the counter. He made his way over to her just in time for the chair to slip out from underneath her. Her body crashed into his, and his arms instinctively caught her with ease.
Their faces were inches apart, and they both just stared at each other. The bowls on the top shelf momentarily forgotten. They had been around each other for quite some time but neither had ever actually made contact with the other. Itachi's hand slid down her body and gripped her thigh. Sakura's breathe hitched, as he backed her up into the counter.
Sakura ran her hand up his arm, breaking eye contact for a moment. Watching as her fingers caused goose bumps in their wake. She felt his hand tighten on her hip, making eye contact with him again; his face was closer than before. Itachi couldn't help himself; it had been a long time since just contact with someone had sent him into a crazy tail spin. He lowered his head slightly and pressed his lips against her in a chaste kiss.
The food completely forgotten now, Itachi pulled his face away from hers and rested his forehead against hers. He could feel her hand on her shoulder, creeping its way to the back of his neck. She opened her deep green eyes and gave him a devious smile, before entangling her fingers in his hair and pulled his face back towards her in a rushed movement.
She bit his bottom lip as they attached to each other. She had taken him slightly by surprise. He hadn't exactly expected her to react like that, but he wasn't really complaining. It had been a long time since something like this had happened. He picked her up off the counter and pulled her flush against his body. Their lips still connected, their tongues dancing against each other. His hands grabbed at her ass and squeezed, and she pressed her chest into him. He leaned against the counter, and then turned and pushed her into the wall, taking complete control over her.
Sakura let out a light moan as he broke away from her lips and kissed down her neck, his hands still gripping her legs. He pressed his body into hers, and she pulled at his shirt. Breaking away from her, he removed his hands from underneath her legs, his body pressing hers against the wall, her legs wrapped around his body for support. He pulled his t-shirt off quickly, and leaned back down to finish what he started.
It was at that moment that they both lost track of everything, getting lost in the feeling of each other's bodies. His hands snaked under her blouse and with expert fingers unclasped her bra with one hand. Sakura was going to rip off her shirt when there was a loud bang on her back door.
Almost as if burned the pair ripped apart from each other, both panting they stared at each other until there came another bang at the door. Hurriedly Itachi reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head. Sakura reclasped her bra. Panting she straightened her clothes out before walking over to the back door to unlock the deadbolt.
Naruto stood on the other side of with a big smile on his face that quickly turned into a concerned frown.
"Sakura? Are you okay?"
"Yup!" She answered quickly, almost too quickly. She was still out of breath and her body felt quaky from what had just happened between her and Itachi. Naruto looked at her for a moment before sliding past her to walk into the kitchen. She cursed under her breath and shut the door.
She quickly followed behind him, and cursed again internally when Naruto stopped and stared at Itachi who was standing in her kitchen stirring the food that they had previously forgotten on the stove.
"What are you doing here?" Naruto asked, confused by the presence of Itachi in his best friends kitchen. He hadn't known that they had known each other. Sasuke had mentioned it in passing that he thought they knew each other, but thought that he might just be overthinking things. But in that moment that Naruto entered the spacious kitchen, Sasuke's older brother leaning against the counter. Sakura flushed and breathing heavily. He knew. She knew that he knew. She knew by the way his body tensed up and then his face drained of color.
"Um, am I interrupting something?" He asked slowly, looking at both Itachi and Sakura.
Sakura didn't say anything, she was stiff. She had just been caught.
"No you aren't, I was just about to leave." Itachi said smoothly from where he was standing. Sakura's eyes widened as he turned off the burner to the food and maneuvered over to where his jacket laid. Naruto watched him with careful eyes as he picked up the jacket and shrugged his on. He walked past the pair, nodded at Naruto, making eye contact with Sakura before telling them both bye and walking out the back door.
"Sakura…"Naruto said gently, "what's going on?"
She shook her head not making eye contact with him.
"Nothing."
Xxxxx
It had been a few days since the incident in the kitchen with Sakura, and Itachi hadn't gotten ahold of her. The most he's said to her has been that he was busy and wasn't able to hang out. She hadn't said much to him either. It was like they were both coming to terms with what had happened. He knew that neither had meant for it to happen like that. Before he could have sworn up and down that they were nothing but friends, but that few minutes in the kitchen when they both had almost wound up with all their clothes off and writhing against each other told him something different.
It didn't help that that was the time that Naruto had decided to visit. He had cursed the blond so hard when he knocked. At that moment in time all Itachi wanted to do was make the girl that was flush against him scream. It was like taking a dozen steps backwards into his college days. He had changed so much since he had become engaged to Kimi; he quit hooking up with random girls at the clubs. Had stopped hanging out with his single friends who always wanted to party. Completely cut off his cousin Shisui because of it. But he felt himself wanting to get back in touch with everything that he had left behind. And if he were to be honest with himself, he would admit that this had been coming for some time. He had been slowly changing since he started to hang around the younger girl. He didn't know if it was because she was so young, or if it was just him wanting something different.
Itachi tossed his keys in the air and caught them with ease as he walked toward the restaurant that his mother had requested to meet him at. It was on the opposite side of town that he thought she was used to. It was actually pretty close to Sakura's house, set nicely in the historic district. He walked into the bright building and located his mother with ease. The place wasn't that busy, and he had a feeling that was why his mother had selected it.
He eased into the chair opposite of his mother, setting his keys down on the table. His mother watched him closely as he ordered water from the server that came over to greet him. Once the server walked away to fulfill his request, she quickly got to her point.
"So how long have you been seeing her?"
Itachi raised his eyebrows before turning his face into stoic picture.
"Hello mother." He replied smoothly.
"How long have you been seeing Sakura?" She asked again, this time elaborating.
Itachi didn't respond, as the server came back over to the table and sat his water down at the table. He quickly told him that it would be a bit before he ordered, and the man disappeared into the back of the house. He scratched his face before taking a drink of water.
"Itachi this is important." She said sternly.
He nodded slowly before setting the glass back down on the table.
"I get that. But I am not seeing Sakura."
His mother looked at him unconvinced.
"I saw the way you looked at her. I saw the way she looked at you, there is something going on between the both of you. And I asked you to come here today to stop whatever it is."
"Mother."
"Son."
Itachi rolled his eyes in exasperation.
"Nothing is going on between Sasuke's friend and me." He said again, slightly irritated.
Mikoto eyed him warily as she picked up her tea and took a sip.
"I hope you are right." She said, still not completely believing her eldest son. But dropped the subject none the less as she waived the server over to their table to order lunch.
Xxxxx
Naruto rummaged through his cabinets at his house, looking for at least one more bowl of ramen. Sasuke sitting at the table with his chin resting on the palm of his hand watching him, bored.
"You really should go shopping." He dark haired Uchiha murmured.
Naruto shrugged his shoulders as he opened another cabinet and went through that one.
"Idiot, just call for take out." Sasuke said bored at his spot.
Naruto moved away from his cabinets and sighed in defeat as he reached for his phone and called for delivery.
When the food finally got to the small apartment, both Naruto and Sasuke were lounging on the couches each taking turns while playing a game. So far it was Sasuke's turn. Naruto sat there for a moment his mind taking him back to the night that he caught Itachi and Sakura up to something in her kitchen. He hadn't told anyone about it but it concerned him a bit. Itachi was engaged to get married and he knew how quickly Sakura could get attached to someone. He didn't want Itachi to have his one last hoorah and then leaving the poor girl. There had been enough people to have done that. That was one thing that no one else seemed to understand about her. They had all seen that she had went through people, but each time she severed or the other person severed their relationship with her things would always spiral for her.
The few times that he had been in a relationship had ended horribly, because it always seemed that was when she really needed him. And their relationship was so strange. The way that they both sort of used each other. Neither complained, and they had agreed years ago to not talk about it to anyone else.
Naruto sat with his legs crossed as he watched the character on the screen slash into another.
"Hey bastard?" Naruto started, looking over at his friend.
"Hn." Came his only reply. The typical reply that someone could get out of the younger Uchiha.
"Your brother is getting married right?" The blonde asked, watching the darker haired young man out of the corner of his eye.
Sasuke paused the game and sat up from where he was lying. He sat the controller down next to him and scratched his neck before turned to face his friend.
"Yes. Why?" He asked cautiously.
Naruto nodded before opening his mouth to respond,
"I saw him over at Sakura's house. Did you know they were friends?"
Sasuke didn't say anything for a moment as he sat there taking in what Naruto had just said. He blinked once and then twice before he cursed.
"I fucking knew it."
"It looked like they were getting really close, so I didn't know if your brother had broken off his engagement or what." Naruto said slowly.
"Fuck." Sasuke cursed again, "It's every fucking time. I swear."
Naruto didn't say anything as his friend stood up from the couch and paced the room.
"He told me he didn't know her. I knew something was off. Every time I make it known I like someone he just has to sweep in and ruin everything."
Naruto watched as Sasuke flipped out his phone and speed dialed his brother's number, waited a few moments and then threw his phone at the floor.
"He's such a fucking liar."
Xxxxx
She hadn't had any contact with anyone for quite a few days. She was still reeling from that kiss that she shared with Itachi. She hadn't known that he could kiss like that, she had always known that she was attracted to him, but this was the first time that they had ever done anything like that. He hadn't really spoken to her after it had happened, just sent her a couple texts telling her that he had been busy, and wouldn't be able to meet up for a few days. Well those few days had passed and she still hadn't heard from him, and she wasn't entirely sure that she wanted too. What would happen if they met up again?
She's no stranger to sex, but she has never entered this world where she almost hooked up with a guy that was in a relationship that she KNEW about. This was bad. Really really bad.
"Oh god this place is as bad as I thought." Came a high pitched voice from a few feet from Sakura.
The neon haired girl looked up from her book that she hadn't been paying attention too for the past few hours and widened her eyes when she saw who was standing close to her looking out the massive window that her and Itachi had first met each other at. Kimi was standing there with her manicured hand placed delicately on her hip, her long black hair impossibly shiny and huge black sunglasses resting on her nose hiding her eyes from the world. No one would know that this high society girl and fiancée of Itachi Uchiha was standing in a café that was worlds away from her life style.
Sakura looked around her and watched as other patrons of the restaurant looked at the well-dressed girl in curiosity and disgust. Most of the people who frequented here liked it because they didn't run into girls like this one. Sakura sat her pencil down on the table and called over to the girl,
"Kimi, what are you doing here?"
The girl in question spun her head toward where Sakura's voice had come from. A smirk grew on the girls painted mouth and she walked over to where Sakura was sitting. She brushed off the seat in annoyance and then gingerly sat down on the stool to the right of the bright haired girl.
"Oh Sakura!" She said gleefully, "I didn't know you frequented this…." She said slowly, eyeing the décor of the place. "This place."
Sakura nodded,
"Yes, it's down the road from my school. It's a comfortable place to work on my homework."
"I see." Kimi said, taking off her sunglasses. Her perfectly lined eyes scanning her surroundings again. "I don't understand why Itachi is always here, this is definitely not up to his standards."
"I didn't know he had high standards." Sakura laughed, and looked back down at her text book. She had been rereading the same line in it for the past few hours. She sighed and decided to just close the book. She wasn't going to get any work done today. Especially now.
Kimi raised her eye brow at Sakura's comment but shrugged it off.
"So you know my fiancée right?" Kimi asked as she fidgeted with her sunglasses.
Sakura only nodded in response, trying to figure out in her head what this girl was trying to say.
"Well, as you know, we have been having issues." She started, and Sakura nodded going along with her. Taking a deep drink of her coffee that is resting in front of her. "I think he is cheating on me."
Sakura sputtered for a moment, and hurriedly swallowed. Choking a bit, she hit her chest.
"Cheating huh?" She said quickly, almost too quickly as Kimi raised her perfect eye brow high up into her hair line.
"Yes," She said slowly, eyeing the pink haired girl.
"Why do you think that?" She asked, pushing her coffee mug away. If they were going to talk about that then she really shouldn't drink anymore. There was too much of a chance of her choking to death.
"He just isn't at home as much." Kimi said nonchalantly. "What would you do if you thought your boyfriend was cheating on you?"
Sakura shrugged.
"I don't know I've never been in that position."
"You've never had a boyfriend? No relationship?" Kimi asked shocked.
"Well I've had my fair share of relationships. But never anything serious." Came Sakura's reply.
"Hmm."
"Maybe you should talk to him about it." Sakura suggested lightly, honestly she was going to say anything at this point to get away from this girl. She felt way to awkward talking about her fiancée that she had just been making out with in her kitchen a few days ago.
Kimi just rolled her eyes.
"Sometimes we want answers to things but we're afraid to ask them." Sakura said slowly, Kimi looked over at her, her brown eyes making contact with Sakura's green ones. "Sometimes the truth hurts and so we lie to ourselves."
Kimi nodded and pursed her lips.
AN: Sup everyone.
So I actually had someone comment and say that they think that there will be a lot of complication in the relationship that Sakura has with Itachi. That is the point. So yes, everyone seems horrible in a way. But I promise I'll give you more background to everyone as the story progresses. You'll eventually understand why Sakura is the way that she is, and understand where everyone else is coming from.