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Chapter 44 -
"Yeah, you kinda do." Sasuke smirked.
He couldn't exactly say he was unhappy that she'd come to him.
Even if she had woken him up at the alarming hour she did and barged into his home.
If anything he was pleased with himself, having caught Sakura after his brother so tragically screwed her over.
"Hey... Sasuke?"
"Aa."
"Can I maybe... stay?"
Sasuke inwardly smiled.
He had, afterall, kinda seen that one coming.
"It's just, I don't wanna go home tonight... But I can't just kick Itachi out either..."
"Wait. I'm sorry, why not?" Sasuke asked.
"Well..." Sakura closed her eyes. "I don't really think you should make brash decisions in an unstable state of mind." She recited as Itachi had once told her.
Sasuke couldn't believe it.
"Fine." He grunted and walked out of the room.
Itachi sauntered home.
He'd been living with Sakura since he'd come.
Perhaps it really was time he moved out.
Reflecting on the night so far, Itachi sighed. "What's my next move?"
He stumbled inside and flicked on the light.
As he'd expected, Sakura hadn't come back yet.
He highly doubted she'd come back anytime soon either.
He collapsed on the couch and stared up at the ceiling, it'd be a wonder if he got any sleep tonight.
Sasuke had set up a bed for himself on the couch, allowing Sakura his bed.
"Goodnight." Sakura yawned, rubbing her eyes. "Sasuke-kun..."
Sasuke smiled slightly as Sakura ascended to Sasuke's room upstairs.
"Sakura-chan..." He said to himself contented.
Sakura convulsed in bed.
It wasn't that it was uncomfortable in Sasuke's bed, but that it was his.
She couldn't distract herself from that fact long enough to drop off.
Eventually after a few hours of tossing, she'd wore herself out just sufficienty.
For the first time since Itachi had come, she fell into a dream.