By the time Itachi finally made it back to his room, Sakura was asleep. She had her back against the headboard and her head was hung down. There were books and scrolls spread out all around her. Some were opened, and others were in piles.
Itachi couldn't help but to admit that he was impressed. The pink haired girl had definitely kept her word and had exceeded his expectations. He didn't need to have seen her studying; he could tell by her current position that she had put a lot of effort into it. Moving the books out of the way, he laid her down. She stirred a bit, but did not wake. With that, Itachi walked back out of the room to let her rest.
A few hours passed before Sakura woke up. It was late, and she was alone in the room.
"Wow," Sakura sighed as she stretched. "I must have been out of it for a while. Just great. That means I'll have a hard time getting back to sleep tonight... Speaking of which, how did I end up like this?"
The green eyed kunoichi pondered on her last thought for a moment. She knew it must have been her captor's doing, because no one else would dare to come into his room. Although she wasn't quite sure why he decided to make a kind gesture, she didn't think too far into it. Hopping up, she made her way into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
Once she was finished, she got dressed and walked out of the restroom. A few seconds after her, Itachi entered the room. The two made eye contact and kept it for a minute or so before Sakura spoke.
"Welcome back. I just got done bathing so the bathroom is all yours if you need it."
The raven haired man examined her. "You don't plan on sleeping in your new clothes, do you?"
"Of course," Sakura replied as she sat on the bed. "I have nothing else to wear."
Itachi, remaining silent, walked over to his closet and pulled out one of his t-shirts. He then scanned over it before tossing it to her. She easily caught it, but gave him a questioning look. Seeing this, Itachi explained.
"It is for you to wear to sleep. It should be long enough to not expose anything that shouldn't be able to be seen."
"Alright. Thank you," Sakura said as she walked into the bathroom to put it on.
After changing into the "nightgown", Sakura emerged from the restroom and threw her clothes onto the top of her bag. Itachi glanced up from the sketch that he was working on and focused on her. His attraction to her slightly increased at that moment, and he had no idea why. He disliked the fact that since she had come into the picture, it started getting harder and harder for him to understand himself.
The now content kunoichi made her way over to her side of the bed and plopped down next to Itachi. He looked back down at his sketch and started working on it again. A silence lingered on for a while. Once Sakura could barely stand it anymore, she decided to try and start up a conversation.
"What are you drawing?"
Without looking up at her, Itachi replied.
"A sketch of the full midnight moon."
"The full midnight moon? What do you mean?"
"I'd like to think that question would answer itself. I'm drawing a picture of a full moon at midnight."
"Ohhh," Sakura whispered almost to herself. "I think you should draw it over the garden."
"Yes, well, when was your opinion asked?"
Itachi's pink haired captive made a grunting noise then turned her back to him with her arms across her chest. He let a faint smile make its way onto his face. It amused him how she could be so collected one minute, and then be immature the next.
"Then again, maybe you're on to something."
At hearing his, Sakura turned back around and smiled sweetly. It was a very innocent smile, one Itachi hadn't seen since he lived in the Hidden Leaf Village with people who had a true reason to be happy and a conscious much clearer than his own.
Itachi continued to draw and Sakura continued to watch. Once he was finished, he held the sketch up for her to see better.
"It's beautiful," she stated, admiration obvious in her voice.
"Then it's yours," he replied as he handed her the picture. "I draw to rid myself of some stress, and keeping all of my artwork will probably get overwhelming sooner or later."
"Well, in that case, thank you. I definitely don't mind keeping some of your work."
Sakura placed the drawing on the nightstand next to her, and then turned around to Itachi once again. She watched him as he put up his drawing supplies and got comfortable in the bed again. He was still sitting up and pulled out a book to read.
The emerald eyed girl stared at her captor. His eyes were scary, but fascinated her. She had always loved the way the Sharingan looked. Eventually, Itachi looked up at her. He didn't speak, but just stared back. Sakura leaned towards him very slowly, until their lips were only a few centimeters apart. The crimson eyed man did not react, because his judgment was blurred at the moment. She leaned in a little more to fill the small gap in between them.
The kiss that they were sharing lingered. Neither of them knew exactly what to do next. Sakura was the first to move. She placed one leg over both of his, without breaking their kiss, so that she was straddling him. He couldn't deny that he was aroused, but he knew he couldn't let the situation go any further, so he pulled away from her.
"We need to sleep."
Confused, the criminal's companion quickly got off of him.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Goodnight."
Both of them turned off their lights and laid down, but Sakura stayed awake. What kind of man would deny an opportunity like that? Usually I wouldn't be upset, so why am I now? The kunoichi's thoughts kept her up for a while, until she finally drifted off into a deep sleep.