Prequel to The Last Seventy-Two Hours. In her whole lifetime, Sakura has been caught in Itachi's Tsukuyomi twice. This is the first time: Normally, people who experience the wrath of Tsukuyomi are psychologically damaged, but Sakura? When she was released from the illusion, she gave Itachi a big, fat hug. /Short chapters ItaSaku
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The First Hour: Beginning
Sakura analyzed the situation she was put in: the crimson sky peering down, the monochromatic scheme of her own body, and the suffocating atmosphere around her. "Tsukuyomi," she muttered with distaste.
"Correct," he spoke from behind her.
She didn't turn around, because she knew that this was all just an illusion. "So I guess you're going to torture me."
"I can see you are prepared." There was a hint of something else mixed into Itachi's usual stoic tone, but she couldn't tell what. Amusement? Sarcasm? Pity? (Probably a mixture of all three.)
"I've been ready ever since I decided to come on this mission." Surprisingly, she was not afraid.
This time, his voice was devoid of all emotion.
"Then, let us start."
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