DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO

06. Loophole

His hand remained extended, wavering not once.

"Come. Now."

NO. 1178. Deep inside of the mind of the damned,
Lies a dark memory of a man.
Once moved in sight—
Swing on in light.
Now in the darkness, spills black,
spills the blood of life.

And, if it is from the horses mouth,—

(You must obey.)

—then the listeners will follow.

Involuntarily, her feet began to obey the command. Each step bringing her closer to that man—

(to the horse)

—to her demise.

He can then lure—

(tempt. entice. capture.)

—the victim with his trust, his seduction, his feigned love, his calculations.

"I can show you the loophole." He breathed against the shell of her ear, it was a velvet-like tone, warm and rich.

LOOPhole

She bit her plump, blood-red lips and stared intently at him with slanted, emerald eyes. A mind racing, thousands of questions flowing in and thousands falling out, just as fast. Letting the breath in her throat hitch, she placed a hand on the nape of her neck.

"How can I be with you and not betray them?"

A strong, calloused hand, marked with many scars, reached out towards her frail body. The breath she didn't notice she was holding, slowly gushed out of her parted lips. The tall man's hand finally reached the side of her right cheek, moving towards her ear, until it reached the back of her head.

He then guided her body with the hand behind her head, into his broad chest. A small "Oomph!" noise escaped her mouth.

His left hand held her by the small of her back, sensually tracing a continual circle.

"It is quite simple, my cherry blossom."

His breath left a tingling spot against her lips.

"The Afterlife."

She felt the tiniest prickle against the back of her flesh.

"I...Itachi?" She hoarsely whispered against the fishnet shirt, her hands clenching the black material roughly.

Her emerald eyes fought back the forming tears, the pain was unbearable.

"What's..." She had to pause and catch her breath. "...going on?"

A playful smirked tugged at the corner of the man's fine, lined lips. "Are you regretting your decision?"

Her head tilted an inch sideways, while a confused look plastered onto her face. Furrowing her brow, Sakura stared at the Uchiha, almost as though she were assessing the situation.

Pursed lips and narrowed eyes replaced her previous expression.

"No."

It was an unsure answer.

The man's beautifully mysterious, obsidian eyes bled into a vermilion red. "Is that the truth?"

Her vision went black for the shortest second.

"H-Huh?"

He doesn't repeat his question; yet he continued to hold an unreadable expression.

Sakura's head lolled and fell hesitantly against his chest, "My heart..." She moaned into the fabric, gripping the upper-left side part of her torso.

Itachi's hands trailed to the side of her thighs, successfully closing the gap that remained between them. Sakura, engulfed by his aroma, ignored the small prickling sensation growing at the back of her neck. She felt the weight of his head rest against her pale, pink locks.

A faltering smile appeared onto her paling lips.

"When do we leave?" Sakura asked, her warm breath tickling against his chest.

The usual stoic expression disappeared.

A horrifyingly, feral grin appeared onto those perfect lips.

"You are leaving—"

His lips captured hers into the chastest kiss a man like him could give.

"—earlier then expected."

Only 79 seconds after their encounter—

(The horse had spoken—)

—her world faded black.

(—and so it must be done.)

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A/N: Kudos to those who have reviewed all of my chapters! I feel bad, since I basically forced you. Q.Q (It's because the horse said so...)

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