Part 2

Chapter five

Time skip 3/5 He's done

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The wind ruffled her hair as a tall man nuzzled her neck. It was just as it should be, the girl who was weak met a man that would make her strong. So now she is strong, after three years of painful training she's strong.

She matches Itachi in brute strength, and learned the ways of chakra infused strength on her own, making herself stronger than her sensei.

She knew hundreds of nin jutsu… and yet still somehow managed to make her own.

The girl had mastered the art of genjutsu passed what was believed possible, and out of sheer boredom she began learning the ways of sword fighting and managed to master that as well.

In the pit of her stomach and the back of her mind she felt guilt though. Guilt that she had learned all that she knows from S class criminals. Guilt that she learned all of her skills from the, and befriended them. Guilt that she betrayed her village almost. But they were her family, she was the daughter of Akatsuki, what else could she do?

Their leader was like the father that she never had, teaching her all that he was willing to teach when collecting demons wasn't a must.

But the worst was the guilt that her mind gathered whenever a flutter of her heart occurred, by the sight of her boyfriend. Alas, right now that wasn't important. What was important was that she was strong and loved, with still two more years to get even stronger.

She let out a relaxed sigh.

"Sakura… remember two years ago when I said we would have to go to visit an old friend of mine…" Itachi trailed off, his voice solemn.

"Yes. Yes I remember." She stated rushed, as she shook off his eerie loving voice.

"Its time."

Sakura stopped what she was doing and stared at the man who loved her dearly.

"its…"

"Yes. It's time to go. Pack your things… and while we are with her I am you sensei not you lover. I'll tell her when the time comes."

"W-why cant I tell her Itachi-kun." Sakura's lip trembled slightly, scared he was ashamed of her. Was she really so weak?

Itachi looked the girl in the eye, practically reading her thoughts, "Its for safety issues… my safety." Itachi whispered, avoiding the girls eyes.

Her plump lips fell into a perfect 'o' shape, and she tried hard to rid her expression of any shock.

An irritable sigh escaped the mans lips as he grabbed Sakura's elbow pulling her into a rough kiss, coarsely he whispered into the kiss.

"Come, we must leave now… were going to moon."

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"Naruto. Its been a while." A gruff voice spoke out from the roof of a tall stone building.

The blond perked his head up, his eyes widening as a uncharacteristic smirk crossed his lips.

"Sasuke-teme." The boy whispered to himself.

He scanned the black haired boy, the Uchiha. His pale chest was exposed by a white shirt, and a purple bow tied around his waist, holding up a pair of black baggy pants. He looked as handsome as a sixteen year old heart throb would.

"What do you want? Why are you here?" Sasuke called, the sound reverberating around the dark street and building.

A chuckle, it was all that Naruto could come up with until her finally lifted his blue eyes to Sasuke's black ones. "I came here to bring you back to Sakura. I made a promise to her, and you know me. I never break a promise."

"Hn. How weak." Sasuke retorted emotionlessly, "A promise… I wont come back to that weak village, but such a weak person… and into the presence of such a weak girl… Sakura."

Naruto's fists gripped tightly, bighting into the palm of his hand.

"You can call me weak. I will become Hokage some day so that will backfire. You can call the village weak. We aren't effected by you and we can stand on our own two feet and defend our name… But Sakura. You cant call her weak."

Sasuke appeared a foot away from Naruto. His feet on the dusty street in Sound.

"And why not?"

"Because she's not." Naruto stated. "but right now that isn't important… what's important is that your coming home…. Believe it!"

"If you can get me unconscious… or dead." Sasuke growled and from behind him a deep whisper was heard through his ear.

"Your wish." The voice was that of an old memory… that of his old sensei. But it didn't matter… what mattered was the incoming blackness… and the constant inner cursing the boy did.

But I guess that wasn't the last thing… perhaps the absolute last was when a shrill voice exclaimed loudly her undying love. But it wasn't that familiar voice of a pink haired but that of a blond… a cerulean eyed blond.

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The village was amazing. The two walked in the bustling streets even though it was well into the night.

The village of moon was a site to see, lanterns pooling light into the booths filled with clothes and food.

But even though the couple was awed they kept walking forward. Away from the bustle and into a dark alley, turning every which way until they found themselves in front of a white house with black shutters, hidden in the shadows where the moon light could not reach it.

"This is it."

Sakura nodded curtly… bring her fist to the door and knocking… but before her hand even reached out and before her knuckled could dent the wood… the door opened. Leaving an old woman in there presence.

Old yet young… the woman had flowing white hair down to her back and crystal green eyes. Bags were held under her eyes but otherwise no wrinkles were seen on her face, but there was an air to her. A certain knowledge and experience laced the way she motioned her hand to the girl.

"So this is her?" She spoke, her voice not wavering once.

Itachi nodded, his hand twitching in want to grab hers.

The old woman's eyes traveled up and down the girls figure and back up to her face.

"So this is my great great great grand daughter. And the last of our bloodline container… such a pity to carry such a burden. Come in Come in," The grandmother motioned for Sakura and Itachi to enter, "And don't even bother hiding the relationship… I saw it when I first laid by eyes on the two of you… when your parents were babies. Im Kana by the way…"

The white haired woman left into the kitchen within the house leaving Sakura with more questions than answers.

Who was this lady? Was she really that old? What bloodline? And… How can she be alive if she's my great great great grandmother… shed have to be over 150 years old.

A/N I hope you each enjoyed it and again happy birthday… but since I updated so sooon…. Im going to hold an updating ransom… last time you were awesome but I want 20 reviews PLEASE!!!!!!!!!! And yes, Im a sucker fool and your aloud to review more than once