Kimberly stared wide eyed at the black haired man as he returned to preparing her snack. Itachi, the man that Deidara had warned her about. How could he be a bad person when he made her feel so… Well she wasn't exactly sure how he made her feel but she knew that it wasn't a bad feeling. Part of her was upset with herself for liking him when he treated her as if she were nothing at all. To him she seemed to be no one special; she wasn't used to not being held high…and she liked it. He was making her feel like a real person, instead of the king's daughter.

Kimberly shook her head, feeling slightly cheesy with her feelings towards the man.

"There," Itachi muttered, placing the plate in front of her. "Eat and go back to bed."

Looking up at him she took in every little detail she could, every hair that was slightly out of place, they way his eyes watched her every movement as if she were some goddess in his eyes. She stiffened, her eyes locked with his. He treated her like she was no one, but the look in her eyes told her differently.

Picking up her sandwich and sinking her teeth into the food she watched him in wonder. He truly was a wonderfully odd person. However there was one thing that she was sure of; he had just made the best sandwich she had ever tasted! The flavors blended perfectly and the whole thing seemed to melt on her tongue. If she wouldn't have taken a bite from the food she wouldn't have guessed that it was even possible for a sandwich to melt on one's tongue. But apparently it was.

Taking another bite of her food Kimberly forced herself to smile, so she wasn't completely over the fact that he'd tossed her hand away roughly, sue her.

"This is good, thank you."

"Hn."

She took another bite, "So, what made you come work here? You're human right?"

Itachi sighed in irritation and turned around, grabbing a glass out of the cupboard behind him, "I am human; I came here for my own business, none of yours."

"Actually it is my business."

The man didn't answer as he walked over the metallic fridge and pulled it open. He reached into the cool container and pulled out a gallon of milk. His stride was elegant and smooth as he moved back to where he'd placed the glass on the cupboard and poured a full glass of milk.

Extending the glass out her he kept his face void of emotion, "Here, drink."

"Uhh thanks," Kimberly murmured between bites of her wonderful sandwich, taking the glass from him.

However as her fingers brushed over his an electric shock shook her and the glass slipped from her grip and landed with a loud clatter on the table.

"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered, standing quickly and a rag at the corner and wiping at the milk, ignoring the fact that glass was mixed into it.

Itachi watched her as bits of glass started to cut into her warm flesh and blood slipped past the openings in her hands. He watched as she ignored it and continued at the chore that she had made for herself. He didn't flinch, he didn't look away. He pretended he didn't care, he watched as the milk turned pink. Then he closed his eyes…

The room was softly lit, and furniture lavishly decorated the moderately sized living room. On the floor baby toys were spread across a carpeted floor. Chyenne stood and stared in awe, slowly looking around the room to see what other wonders it possessed. Her blue eyes widened when she felt arms wrap around her waist and she was lifted up into the air, pressing her against a broad warm chest. She was spun around slowly and she couldn't hold down the giggle that escaped her throat.

Behind her a deep smooth voice chuckled and placed her back on her feet. She felt warm and fuzzy inside, and for the life of her she wanted nothing more than to feel those arms around her small form again.

Turning around to wrap her arms around the man her eyes went wide. Standing in front of her was a girl. She didn't look that much older than her, but she was taller. Her brown hair fell down her back and her brown eyes watched her closely. The girl seemed to glow, her naturally tanned skin making Chyenne feel as if she were ghostly white. Part of her knew who the woman was, but another part of her felt as if she were repressing any memories. The girl watched her with knowing eyes, and she pointed behind Chyenne, her lips curling into a soft smile.

Chyenne frowned slightly and turned around. Her eyes softened when the man who had been laughing scooped her up into his arms and held her against him. The man, HER man kissed her nose softly and gave her a gentle smile. She looked into his eye, his deep obsidian eyes that she knew so well.

Sasuke smiled back at her, holding her in his arms as if she was the only thing he'd ever need. And in her heart, she knew that he was the only thing she'd ever need. She wanted to never let go of him. To hold him close and forget everything that was eating away at her heart. Some type of pain that was slowly killing her that she couldn't seem to figure out. The only she knew was that her heart was undeniably wrapped around Sasuke Uchiha's finger and he hers. How she knew that she didn't know, but something in her told her that it was true. That he was hers and she was his.

Closing her eyes she rested her head on his chest and smiled happily. Her heart pounded in her chest, as if it was trying to push all of her love to him. She looked up towards him, her blue eyes tearing up with happiness, but as her eyes made contact with his, her heart jumped a beat ahead. She was no longer looking up at those loving obsidian eyes; instead she stared into angry violet orbs that held her still in place. Slowly she managed to turn her head back towards the girl.

The girl's features had saddened as a blonde haired man pulled her close. She struggled against him frantically, reaching outwards towards Chyenne…or past her, for help. Her brown eyes were clouded with tears and she seemed to go limp against the blonde male.

Chyenne pulled free from the strange man that held her and stepped towards the girl. They stared at each other in a dazed way, both of them seeming to know each other but somehow clueless. Opening her mouth the girl seemed to mouth something to her, a question perhaps?

Chyenne leaned towards her fully intending on asking her what she had said but instead she uttered one word, a word that she'd never said, but that she recognized it. And as it passed her lips she knew the girl as well, and memories of her flooded into her mind painfully, and suddenly she wished that she'd never seen her.

Dropping down to her knees, she looked back up at the taller female, "Why…?" Her voice cracked and her eyes teared up, "Why'd you do it… Kimberly?"

The girl didn't respond, but just stared down at her with sad eyes.

That's where I leave you all ^^; I'm being lazy so this will be short this time. I hope it was alright. And PLEEAAAAASSSSSSSSSEEEEEEE review :( Reviews make me happy. And I've been sick for the past two weeks, so that's why it took me so long to finish this, sorry! Anyways review please, and if you want to read a good story, I suggest that you read either of icyprincess1's stories. They're both really good, but don't take my word for it! PLEASE REVIEW!