A/N: Wow it's already November... Christmas is coming! :D
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Itachi woke up with an angel in his arms. At least, he thought she was an angel.
The light of the morning sun snuck into the room through the large window. He could now see that the colour of the bed sheets were a light shade of purple, as well as the rug on the ground and the two lamps on either side of the bed, though they were of a darker shade. Itachi chuckled, automatically assuming what Ino's favourite colour was.
He looked down at her, still drifting far away in her dreams. Careful to not disturb her sleep, he slowly retracted his arms from embracing Ino and got out of bed. Without any clothes or the body heat from someone close, coldness took over his body, forcing Itachi to quickly retrieve his clothes that were sprawled all over the ground and put them back on. Now fully dressed, he went to the bed and looked down at the resting girl.
He could not help but think of how radiant she looked, even as she slumbered. With her light hair sprawled over the pillow and her breathing airy, Ino's peace and beauty reminded Itachi of an angel that had descended from the sky. She was beautiful; her face, her body, her everything. Noticing how revealed her naked body was to the brisk air, he fixed the blanket, making sure it covered every bit of her flawless figure except for her head.
His mind replayed the acts of last night. Though beautiful in every way possible, the girl that accompanied him through the long night was not who he had expected. From his daily watches the past couple months, Itachi had concluded Ino was excessively happy, charmingly outgoing, and loved being the centre of attention. All of these factors had something in common: they were absent last night. That was what first caught his attention. Whether it was with her friends, her parents, or even other customers, and he knew they were customers seeing as they were with her in the park only once and they were noticeably older, those three main aspects sprung out. With Itachi last night, or earlier that day when they first met, he couldn't spot any cheerfulness, the want for attention, and even thought she was a bit shy.
This troubled him.
As Itachi walked down to the main portion of the apartment and was about to leave a cheque, for the services he was given over the night, on the dining table, when a plan transported into his head and he smirked.
He desired to know the real Yamanaka Ino, and what Uchiha Itachi wants, he will get.
Her stomping footsteps displayed the amount of anger Yamanaka Ino possessed in her body.
"Stupid Uchiha Itachi. Thinks he can get away with this."
She felt cheap. Maybe even used. Most importantly, she did not feel worthy.
"Boy, if I ever run into him-" Before Ino could finish her ranting, a familiar voice interrupted, chasing away almost all her anger. Almost.
"Ino!"
Ino turned around to see a certain pink haired friend of hers adorned in a long white robe with a stethoscope on her neck, half walking half running towards the blonde.
"What are you doing here? And were you just talking to yourself?"
"Sakura! Just the usual speech to myself of how beautiful I am. Wanna grab a coffee and talk?"
"Sorry, I can't! My break is ending in five minutes. Everything okay?" Sakura studied Ino with squinted eyes, "You look a little... pissed."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Ino waved Sakura's observation away with her hand. "I was just bored as hell so I started walking around and my feet brought me here. How's work?"
"'How's work?' Since when did you care about my job? Are you sure you're okay, Ino?"
"Fine," Ino sighed. "I need to vent, ASAP."
"I knew it." The rosette smirked satisfyingly and put her hands on her hips. "Spill."
"It's about my job..."
"Maybe I'm better off not knowing." Sakura turned around and started to walk away from her friend.
"No!" Ino grabbed her arm and spun her around to face her. "Jeez, I'm not trying to tell you details, forehead! It's about who it's with..."
The young doctor sighed, at the comeback of their immature nicknames for eachother and the fact that she had to get back to work. "Well, hurry and tell me, Ino-pig! I'm supposed to be back to work by now! Who is it?"
Ino looked down at the white floor of the hospital. "It's-" Raising her head back up to face her friend, she opened her mouth to release the name of the certain someone when she noticed a man standing behind Sakura, staring right at her.
Sakura was running out of patience, "Inooooo? I don't have time for this!"
"My apologies, but could I steal Ino away for a moment?"
The surprised doctor turned her head to see who owned the unrecognizable voice. Upon seeing the man standing behind her, she looked back at Ino with narrow eyes that leaked with suspicion.
"Sure. I have to get back to my rounds anyway."
"We'll talk later, Sakura!"
"Yeah, yeah." The Haruno was now walking away waving a hand at Ino without facing back to look at her, and soon disappeared around a corner.
Ino shifted her gaze to Itachi, who was stepping closer to her, before asking, "What are you doing here?"
Yamanaka Ino never took notice of how tall Itachi was. Now that he was more near, she had to tilt her head backwards to have eye contact properly.
"Hn."
Ino raised a perfect eyebrow, "Hn?"
Without a warning or a proper answer, he began to walk past her. Just like that, all her anger from earlier that she had forgotten about bombarded straight back into her.
"WAIT! Don't you DARE walk away from me!" Ino was raging. "First, you steal from me. Then, you stalk me. And now you're not only ignoring me but walking away from me, too?"
"Finally, the girl I was looking for." He turned around and chuckled, but to Ino it sounded more like a snort.
"WHAT?"
"I was wondering when you would come around."
Ino calmed down. Kind of. "What the hell are you talking about."
"I knew the girl from last night wasn't the girl that you normally are."
Hmm, he's right about that.
"Excuse me? How would you know what I'm like?
Itachi ignored her question. "And I know last night wasn't your best either."
*Gasp* Is he TRYING to get killed?
Yamanaka's fury was indescribable at this point. "WHATTTT? HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME LIKE THAT! I COULD JUST-"
"Shhhhhh!" A nearby doctor quieted Ino. "You are in a hospital right now and peace is required! Please take your argument outside."
It's okay, Ino. Let's be honest. He wasn't that great either.
Itachi ignored the doctor as easily as he ignored the younger female standing infront of him. "By the way, I never stole from you. I merely have not paid you yet."
"I consider that stealing, thank you very much." She crossed her arms over her chest and pivoted her head to face the white walls that matched the floors.
"I didn't leave you the money because I wanted to pay for last night and tonight's services together."
"Excuse me?" He was really getting under her skin. "Tonight? You have got to be kidding me! When did we ever make plans for tonight?"
"To prove you're better than last night."
"I don't have to prove anything to you. You're noone. Nothing is happening tonight."
Itachi bent down and whispered in her ear, "I could kill you."
"Sure, okay," Ino scoffed and pushed him away. "Then kill me right now. Good location for a murder, don't you think?"
"You sure you want that? Ino-pig?" He smirked, knowing it would hit a nerve.
Oh, he did NOT just say that!
"Fine. Tonight. Then we're done. After tonight, no more Yamanaka Ino for you."
Boy, he's in for it tonight. Prove him wrong, Ino!
"Oh and by the way, you weren't that great either."
Go Ino!
Ino stormed off before he could give another typically vague reply and turned at a corner, only to bump into someone.
"Oopmh. Hey! Watch where you're- Sakura?"
When she saw that it was her friend she had bumped into, she sighed for what seemed like the millionth time in the past twenty four hours. Clearly she heard the whole conversation, seeing as how loud Ino's voice was.
"Did you hear every-"
Sakura closed her eyes and raised a hand infront of Ino's face to stop her from continuing. "Don't even get me started."
He was touching her everywhere. Anywhere he could reach. Her body melted into his touch, unable to move.
His lips burned wherever they touched; up and down her neck, her chest, her stomach, her arms, her lips.
He couldn't stop grazing his hands all over her body, her curves.
Their bodies fit, like two pieces of a puzzle. They moved together, and sank into eachother's arms.
Ino woke up from her unplanned nap with a start when she heard the door slam shut. Erasing her dream that was replaying the actions of last night, she grabbed her cellphone from its location right next to her to check the time and understood just who it was that had entered her house.
When Itachi arrived on the second floor, the first thing he saw was a white tank top thrown onto the ground. Then, he gazed up and down the person who had thrown the top, standing in a beige bra with her hands on the hips of her low riding and very short jean skirt.
"Now you're entering my house without knocking first?"
"I knocked but there was no answer."
Ignoring his comment, she shimmied out of her skirt and soon it joined her tank top on the ground.
"Hn." Itachi got his jacket off just in time before Ino shoved him onto her bed and climbed on top of him, her knees straddling his hips, and her lips formed into a playful smirk. She meant business.
"You're gonna regret insulting me, Uchiha."
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