in for the kill
note1: Well, I'm trying again. Yep. Hey Itachi, let see if I can make you speak and act relatively human.
note2:School is school, which equates to social drama, homework, stress, and boys. Joy.
arc one: dawning
chapter: lightning
Itachi finds her in the lounge, eyes skyward, ready to snap. He places a hand on her shoulder and she nearly deck him (he avoids her punch, obviously. He's nearly as fast as the lightning that splits the sky.), eyes cloudy with memories of long ago. She stiffens when she sees swirling eyes of red, but blinks once and shakes her head, returning from wherever and whoever she was remembering. (He thinks he knows, but says nothing.)
"Oh. Sorry. I thought you were Sas..." she sighs, "I thought you were somebody else."
He knew that she and his little brother had been teammates, but something in her eyes spoke of much more than merely acquaintances. Her emerald orbs swirled with anger, sadness, longing and regret.
"You thought I was my brother." (Not a question or an accusation, just a statement. Itachi was neutral like that.)
She looks away guiltily and sighs, mouth twisting into a grimace. This was why she tended to avoid the Uchiha at all costs. Every time she saw a flutter of black hair or a gleam of red eyes she was reminded of the boy who broke her heart and stomped on all the little pieces.
"Yeah. Sorry. I just... yeah. Sorry," she mentally slapped herself for her inarticulateness, wondering what it was about these damn Uchihas that rendered her unable to form a coherent sentence.
"You wish it was him here instead of me." He meant it to be a statement, but it came out sounding more like a question. He tilted his head when she barked out a laugh, eyes more acid than emerald.
"No." She looks towards the sky again, shivering as lightning splits the sky. They bolts split and flash violently, casting eerie shadows across the room. Her eyes look sad as the light gives her face a pale glow.
"I loved him, once. Even though he didn't love me back, and I was okay with that. And then he left, and I didn't love him anymore, but he was still important to me. So I was okay, because we were Team 7, we were family. Then we went to go find him, bring him home, but there wasn't any Sasuke left to bring. There was just a man torn apart by hatred, power and revenge. I reached out to him and he tried to kill me for it. A chidori blade to the heart, instant death."
A crack of thunder, with more lighting raging across the sky. Itachi hadn't seen a storm this bad in years. (He supposes watching this lightning that reminds her so much of his brother brings back memories she wished she could forget. Itachi knew that feeling far too well. He couldn't hold a katana without remembering the sea of blood and his parents' pleas on that night so long ago.) Sakura turns to look at him again, an icy sort of resolve reflected in her eyes.
"I don't wish you were your brother, not at all. I hate your brother. I think, if I could, I'd kill him. He's caused far too much pain for too many people. That I cannot forgive."
He gives her an appraising look, surprised at the conviction in her voice. He had a feeling she would kill him, given the chance. And he really doesn't know anymore if he would even stop her. He gently places his hand on her face, thumb stroking her delicate cheek bone. She sighs and leans into his touch, suddenly so very, very tired. (Maybe not all Uchihas are so bad, she thinks absently. Itachi seems ten times better than his fuck up of a brother.)
He sits next to her, and they watch the lightning for a long, long time.
note3: Oh hey. There's the angst. I knew it would come out eventually. Uchihas are rather angsty people.
note4: Louder Than Thunder - The Devil Wears Prada
note5: Blah I miss summer already.