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"Alright well I think that's most of it sorted."
"Hn."
"Well I think this'll work really well. We're actually a good pair huh?"
"I'm sure it will all go smoothly." He agreed with her.
"Well, after so much work. Wanna go get something to eat? Or drink maybe?"
"I'm sorry Anko-san but I intend now to visit Sakura. I will be honest with you Anko-san. She has concerns about our working together. Although they are needless worries I intend to hinder, not aid, her suspicions. You understand."
"She's worried about you and me? Why would she think that...about us?"
Itachi doesn't make faces so it was only visible in his shoulders that he knew what was happening.
"You don't know?" She took a step toward him. "Surely she hinted at a reason for it. She's usually quite trusting; your Sakura."
"I don't own her."
"But you look after her don't you?"
"She doesn't need to be looked after."
"Yes she does. She's strong, you did a good job afterall, but she's just a little kid. I won't say anything about what I think about what's between you two, but you know she's still a child right?"
His eyelids lowered, not much liking the direction she was taking.
"And it's not just an age thing. You're not that much older than she is, neither am I, but we're different aren't we?"
"I don't think so."
"Well I don't know if this is one of those things you're supposed to think about. Can't you just feel it instead?"
"No."
She moved behind his sitting form.
"Not yet?" She moved her experienced hands down the outside of each his arms, starting at his shoulders, before resettling them closer to his neck.
"Not-" Itachi started.
"-yet?" Anko finished.
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"When was you're last time?"
"Oh I'm still a virgin. So is Sakura of course. I wonder if this counts for her as well..."
(a/n this is all assuming that the alternate chapter back a while a go didn't actually occur.)
"I'm sure it doesn't." He lowered his head to her neck.
"You aren't?"
"Hn."
"Who?" Her head fell back, her long hair dangling past his knees as he held her waist firmly.
"You n-need me to tell you?"
"I guess not. I'm just..." She stopped. He gently squeezed her ribcage to remind her she was speaking.
"...surprised."
"Hn." Sasuke smirked, lifting her legs as he stood, letting her lock them around his waist.
He walked slowly, mostly along the wall which he kept stopping to lean on.
"You're really warm."
"Yeah."
"I'm so used to Itachi's skin. He's a little-"
"-cold?"
"... Icy."
"Don't worry. You're warm too."
"What?"
"He hasn't ruined Sakura yet."
"Yet."
He slammed her somewhat against the his bedroom door at this, but she didn't mind.
He noticed her mouth turn up in his more violent kiss.
"Did you do that on purpose."
"I don't do anything by accident if that's what you mean."
"Why didn't you just say that's how you like it?"
She smiled again.
"You didn't ask. And we've talked enough now anyway." She reached down and turned the doorknob to get things moving again.
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He stood up, chin raised so as his eyes stared across the room at a level high enough that he'd not have to look at her even were she right in front of him. She wasn't however, she was behind him, shifting the chair from between them and replacing it with herself, drifting her arms up beneath his and around him.
She didn't speak for fear of startling him, of bringing him back to reality.
'He must be starving for it if he's this relenting. Been waiting for her Itachi? What a gentleman. Suppose your pride is what keeps you from responding like you must want to? Don't worry, I can do most of the work.'
She ran fingertips over his chest and kissed his clothed back where her height would allow her lips to reach. She was as significantly shorter than him as Sakura was. He could almost imagine the woman behind him with lighter hair... As long as she kept quiet and stayed away from his eyes that could not enable the lie the way his mind could, his eyes that would shine light on and uncover this hideous truth; he had stopped caring when she had started touching him the way he wanted Sakura to. Sakura would do it if he asked but he knew Anko was right; she was a child. A killer, true, but an infant killer still. He'd thought he was strong enough, but his want grew in strength everyday. He'd never accounted for it's exponential increase in his plans when he took her on all those years ago.
Her hands dropped lower and he groaned as his head sunk, his chin now almost touching his chest, eyes closed tightly.
"You can call me her name if you want." She pulled her arms back and walked towards the door, turning back once to finally make eye contact.
She left.
"Sakura." He rolled his neck around.
There was sleeping with Sakura despite his awareness that she was young, purely because he wanted it, and now there was this, newly introduced option number two. 'Lesser of two evils...?'.
He sat back down to try and calm himself, knowing, guiltily, that this wasn't going to go away until he'd had satisfaction.
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'You're glad to know he wants you Sakura. I know, for so long you've been working to be recognised. He desires you, see?'
'Maaya. Don't ask me when you know it humiliates me.'
'I know Sakura. Just don't pretend you're angry with me later.'
'I am angry with you.'
'Well you haven't done anything wrong so hide behind me when it comes down to it. I don't need to have people like me or care about me Sakura. That's your need. And if neither of us tell, they'll never know so blame me when you need things you wish you didn't.'
Sakura didn't have to respond. Maaya knew Sakura couldn't admit she was right.
"Sasuke..."
He was rough with her in following the tone she'd set. Maaya preferred it this way. He was strong and even if Itachi was the real prize, Sasuke was none too disappointing a consolation, however temporary she hoped her needing consoling to be.
"That stuff you said about..."
Sasuke refocused, slightly shocked mid thrust to see the woman beneath him was no longer Sakura's counterpart but the girl he loved herself.
Her face tensed in pain as he continued, unable to keep himself from her.
"Did he really-?"
Before he had a chance to lie and tell her that his brother really was cheating on her she transformed once again.
Sasuke slowed for a second. "Don't stop." Maaya said quickly, wrapping her hands around his neck and pulling him down to kiss her. "I just lost control for a second but you don't have to worry about her, okay?" She needed him to think Sakura was still disoriented, which to some degree she needn't lie. "That's right."
Sasuke forgot about it soon enough with Maaya's legs wrapping around him, he was reaching his end.
He had become so physically overwhelmed by this point that the strangeness of having sex with two people at once escaped him and cool release washed through him. Maaya hadn't finished yet but his hastened pace at the need to ride it out did her in.
He was tired but he held himself steady above her anyway, looking down at her with great satisfaction. She smiled and dragged him down beside her. "Do you want me to go?"
"Before she wakes up or just in general?"
"Before she wakes up."
"Again." He smirked referencing her untimely reappearance.
"Again." Maaya laughed.
"I guess so. I don't know what she'll do. I think at this point she'll hate me."
"She already kind of hated you."
He frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Well she wanted you to think she was strong and important. You drove her to what she is today. I guess she didn't hate you but she was pretty desperate to be noticed by you. She certainly hated how little you used to care."
"But I care now?"
"Yeah, but you only started caring after he-"
"I get it."
"Are you angry?"
"No."
"I don't want you to be mad at me..." She drew a hand over his collarbone.
He looked at her, eyebrows raised. "You play lots of games." He smirked in his usual way.
"Well I am kind of a child like that." She set herself above him and knelt to his jawline in the meekest way one could from such a point of inherent vantage.
"I always want to play." She let the meaning linger and lay her head down under his chin and relaxed into him. Implying her intention to stay she murmured one final thing before fading out: "I don't think she'll hate you."
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The second Maaya blacked out Sakura re-merged with her body and sat up ashamed at her position and state. She couldn't look at her childhood friend as he rose to rest on his elbows. She got off him as discretely as she could and ducked to the floor in search fervently of her clothes. He lay back down and stared at the ceiling in the tiniest favour to her.
"Sorry."
She couldn't think of how to respond to an apology at this moment and so just continued as quickly as she could to dress.
The silence was huge. She finished wrapping her chest before grabbing the rest of what she'd been wearing and heading to the door in only her skirt and bandages.
"I don't know how this happened." She said before stepping through the door swiftly. She couldn't believe the situation she had just been in. It was so far divorced from any reality she could have anticipated.
She stepped through the daunting gates and onto the street. The whole world looked different to her now. Everything was moving at a slow speed and the trees swaying hypnotised her. It took great encouragement from Maaya for Sakura to continue putting one foot in front of the other and to make it further down the street.
After what may as well have been an eternity, she stood outside her apartment. She walked up the stairs and through the front door. Perhaps she would start walking everywhere instead of just flourishing around by the way in which she'd come accustomed.
The house was empty. Sakura suddenly remembered everything Sasuke had said. Itachi should've been home by now. He wasn't. How could she be so stupid. She ran into the bedroom and stopped abruptly.
'Oh.' He was sleeping soundly on their bed. Perhaps Sakura was losing it. Was she so hopeless now that she couldn't sense even Itachi in her own house? He kept his chakra masked, sure, but she would never usually be so blind. It was a warning to her, don't go around deafened by fears. 'She could trust him. She could trust him.' Her second newest mantra, the first being: 'I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything.'
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Itachi had been lucky. If he'd been a minute later she'd have surely thought he had been off with Anko. He hadn't of course but his thoughts had been and he felt enough guilt in this to be paranoid that Sakura would know.
She just lay down next to him though and sighed.
It occurred to him that he had no idea where she'd been all day either.
She knew he was awake and so went to explain herself. "I was training."
"Hn." 'That makes sense. But her voice...' "Is something wrong?" He rolled over to face her in the dark, becoming mildly worried. Anko was right, he always felt like he needed to protect her, not physically but emotionally. What if she knew... No, there was no way she could know, and he hadn't even done anything wrong.
"No!" She spun her head to look at him. "No. Nothing." 'I didn't do anything. I didn't do anything.'
She turned her head back. He wanted to reach out her hold her like he normally might but now he felt wrong about it. She moved closer to him and lay a warm hand against his cool skin. He twitched slightly, almost unnoticeably, at least to any normal person, but Sakura felt it. Did he know what she'd done... Or correction: what she'd not done...
"I don't understand..." She pulled her hand back as though it had been bitten and held it at her heart, miserably looking into his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"
He drew her whole body to him instantly. "Of course not." He yearned for things to be the way they had been and he couldn't ever let her feel like she'd done anything wrong. She was perfect to him. All the while he couldn't deny his urge to take her. He forced his resistance and knew then that Anko may well have provided him with his only viable solution. He would need to stop her from telling anyone but he was sure he could do that. He hugged his sweet Sakura tightly, he loved her so much.
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Sakura woke up alone. She wandered out to the kitchen where her dark angel sat and smiled as she sat beside him. She couldn't help being happy near him no matter the circumstances she could ever happen to be in.
"What's on today?"
"I'm going to go and find Anko-san. We have more to discuss."
Sakura resisted the urge to whine at this and instead rested her head on his shoulder.
"Okay, but can we train or something later?"
The way she touched him like this all the time was exactly the reason he would have to see Anko today.
"Hn. But I would like for you to change back to wearing what you used to."
She sat up straighter. "Why?"
"I've just changed my mind. It's better for you to decide what to wear, not to be told."
"Well you were my trainer, of course you might tell me what to wear... And besides telling me to change back leaves me just as little choice doesn't it?" What was he talking about?
"Sakura." He turned to make eye contact with her. He couldn't have her running around in that outfit any longer, for his own sake.
"Okay, okay." She didn't understand. She knew he liked the way she looked in the things he'd given her. Didn't he want to see her any more?
"It's been getting colder lately anyway- I'd feel better if you weren't dressed so thinly." He felt like her dad telling her what to wear for the weather. It was so unnatural.
"Oh... Alright." That was a better reason. "For a second there I just thought you'd started thinking I was ugly." She laughed, relieved.
"Hn." How would he normally respond to that kind of thing? He wasn't sure.
"I'll see you this afternoon Sakura." He kissed her cheek and walked out the door. He vanished in a flock of crows, arriving soon enough outside Anko's apartment block.
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'He doesn't think I'm ugly does he? It's just for the cold right?' Sakura got dressed in her old clothes and stepped outside. The sun shone high in the sky. It wasn't exactly chilly...
She found her way to the old bridge and across it to her preferred training grounds. She felt him straight away, as if his chakra signature were now burned into her very genetics.
"Sasuke?" She said, somewhat nervously, yesterdays experience fresh in her mind.
"Sakura." He turned from the target he'd been facing.
If Itachi didn't like her body she supposed Sasuke probably hadn't either... even if it had technically been Maaya.
"What happened to you clothes?"
"Itachi wanted me to wear these instead."
"Why? I mean, I thought you looked pretty good in those other clothes." When had he become so shamelessly flirty.
Sakura couldn't help but sort of smile. Even if Itachi had had a change of mind, as it would seem, Sasuke still liked the way she looked.
"Where is my brother anyway?" Sasuke said scornfully, though glad he wasn't around.
Sakura didn't want to say it, as though it proved Sasuke right. "He's... at a meeting."
"Don't tell me. Anko?"
Sakura dropped her gaze sadly. This day was not going well so far. "Yes."
"But they weren't supposed to meet today were they?" Sasuke saw how disheartened Sakura was becoming on the topic and almost felt bad. After all, his brother and Anko weren't really up to anything- he'd made that all up.
"No... But he said they had more to talk about."
She walked over to him and they both sat down on the grass.
Sasuke didn't know whether to tell Sakura nothing was going on or to perpetuate this stroke of potentially good luck.
She lay down and rested her hands on her stomach closing her eyes.
Okay... Now Sasuke knew which road to take. Seeing her lying there, stretched elegantly out like that, the way he remembered seeing her briefly, the day before, made up his selfish mind.
"You know... Maaya and I decided that yesterday didn't count for you. You're still a virgin Sakura."
She opened her eyes and looked over at him. "Oh did you both?"
"Hn." He moved over to her, raising himself on his hands and knees above her. "I know once upon a time you thought you'd save your virginity for me."
Sakura blushed and turned her head to the side. "So?" She was very embarrassed that that had been dragged back into the light by anyone, much less Sasuke.
"Well, aren't you tired of saving it?" He sent one hand through her hair, raising her head as he bent and kissed her deeply. She was surprised and stunned, suspended in his arms.
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He knocked on her door. He hoped he wouldn't have to wait long, this was all quite beneath him.
She answered the door, quite shocked to see him but her face warmed quickly. "Come in Itachi-san."
He strode past her, allowing her to close the door.
"I didn't actually think-"
"You must never tell anyone. Especially her."
"Sakura-san?"
"Hn."
"Alright. Anything else?"
"Hn. No talking." And with that he had her pressed harshly against the lounge room wall. "Also, you do anything I say. Although that goes without saying." She nodded as he descended upon her pale skin. He would have to pretend it was as soft as Sakura's. Her shirt was torn away and she stifled her instinct to call his name as his mouth reached her. They were bigger than Sakura's, another thing he'd have to overlook. He closed his eyes to help him pretend.
-BlAnCh
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