Title: Accidents Do Happen
Author: Nyaaan
Pairing: Itachi/Sakura/LovePolygons
Genres: Romance/Comedy/Family/Lemon-ish?/SliceofLife/Drama
Note: We're down to Chapter 3 and I forgot the disclaimer! Omo~! XD Silly me. Anyway, here's the Chapter 3. From now on, I'll be busy since its exam week but I'll update as soon as it's over. Your precious reviews really made this Author-san here very happy. Keep reading and fall in love! *wink wink*
Disclaimers: I own Naruto… What? I don't? *sigh* Fine. I want to make Itachi mine though. Notice me Itachi-senpai~ :D
Chapter 3: Strawberries
Itachi is not a morning person and he hates mornings.
Mornings demand too much, and he plans to sleep the whole day. He's positive there are tons of e-mails and piles of paperwork by now. But he's only a human and rest is necessary. Managing the Uchiha Empire while being a lawyer is not an easy job, and he's having way too much hair-fall from stress these days.
'Should I change my brand of shampoo?' Is what's going on in his mind.
Why is he a lawyer when he's already an heir?
…Because it's fun.
Don't get him wrong, he take justice seriously. The thrill he feels whenever he's in that courtroom is his entertainment and his uncle, Madara Uchiha is happy enough to have him there. Madara Uchiha owns the Emperor's Firm, and the lawyers there are his tools of changing the world.
Yeah, shit like that.
Itachi spends most of his time in his office but whenever there's a case he wants to handle, he ditches his company.
Why?
…Because it's fun.
That's not Fugaku's idea of fun though so he'll certainly talk him out of that matter … again. It's not like he's being too laid-back. Whenever he's out, someone trusted by him takes over.
He moves his arm hand to reach out to the woman next to him …
'Empty.'
That's to be expected, it's a one-night stand.
But she's a virgin! Well, was.
Despite the risk of sounding lewd, she was his first virgin.
And something in him is really pleased he's her first. He had sex before, but he must admit that's one of the best. It felt right. Her scent is intoxicating and he just can't get enough of her. And Itachi find it strange, since he doesn't fanboy over a woman … specially one-night stands like her.
It was a meaningful one-night stand though.
Speaking of her…
He recalled giving her his number. Maybe a 'thank you for last night' message would be there.
Wrapping the blanket around his hips he starts looking for his coat on the floor. Once he found it, the phone is not there.
Scanning the floor for his phone's whereabouts he finally found it, under a weird-looking object.
'A bra?' Itachi's pleased chuckle filled the room. When will she stop being interesting?
He starts browsing the messages from his phone. There's an unread message from an unknown number. But what he read entirely wiped the smile off his face.
Message: Where were u last night? Ur door was locked so I had to go have fun somewhere else. We can do it tonight though, can't wait. ;)
A blink…
Followed by a facepalm.
What.
The.
Fuck?
It did cross his mind that she's probably the wrong woman but …
There's no buts! How could he mistake her for some bimbo? She's way too naïve for someone that treats a club as her second home. That shaking hands carressing his back. That fragile body and her voice, is just music to his ears …
Itachi run his finger through his hair out of frustration.
He never sleeps with virgins.
That was one of his top rules. He doesn't kiss or cuddle after sex too. That was too much intimacy and sent the wrong messages. The few times he made the mistake, he got slapped when he's about to leave. And when he state the fact that things will never be more than that some dramatic speeches are thrown at that made him cringe.
"What's done is done." He muttered while examining the bra.
It's smaller than he thought. A-cup and it has strawberry prints on it. Hopefully he didn't do it with a minor but just with a mysterious woman who has a strange strawberry fetish. Like come on, who'd wear something like that?
It's not exactly the most seductive print.
How dare a virgin like her leave unceremoniously like that? He'll find her. He doesn't know what he'll say or do when he finds her but … at least that nagging curiosity will be sated.
A few minutes after that, Itachi is enjoying a hot shower. He's busy scrubbing his body when he realized that crucial mistake he did last night…
More like what he did not do actually.
The fucking box of condoms is on the bathroom sink, forgotten since last night.
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.
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Sakura's been crying for hours now. Ino is watching her pitifully, coaxing her to stop crying and that everything will be fine.
'Poor Forehead, she must be thinking how life would be laughing at her now.'
"Uchiha Itachi ain't that bad as your first time, Forehead. Who cares if it's not Keiji?" Keiji is the name of the blondie. "You can try again, you'll have your baby don't worry. If I'm single, I'd love to have that Uchiha for a night too. Think of it as a blessing in disguise." Ino giggled.
Sakura glared at Ino. "You don't get it do you?" sniff.
"I don't get what?"
"He came inside me." Sakura said as quietly as possible.
Ino's amusement vanished.
"He what?! You mean—oh my God!" Ino can't help but scream. So that's what her best friend is crying about. She thought she's been grieving about her gone astray virginity but apparently she's wrong, very wrong.
"He came inside you when you're very very much fertile? And it's the fault of the wrong room key? I should've entrusted that job to someone less … careless."
"You should have! For all we know, his little swimmers finally found its way right to my – egg!" Sakura wept dramatically. She wants a baby alright! But she wants it less complicated, and not like this.
The way Sakura said it is funnier that hell but Ino swallowed back her laughter. Her Forehead is not one to mess with in this situation. She looks pitiful, really.
Ino observed the crying Sakura.
Sakura is beautiful in the girl-next-door kind of way.
And what she means by that description is in Ino's mind she'll always be that 6-year-old cutie who played with her in the park. Only, when you catch up with her 20 years later, she's still a cutie. She got that exotic pink hair, sea-foam green eyes, flawless skin and a petite figure. She's not a bombshell or an exotic beauty but she's so damned lovable and pretty that Ino can spend her days squeezing her cheeks. Her trains of thought are cut off when Sakura spoke.
"I did like him before but, just look at him. Uchiha Itachi and me are like the dog and poop."
"And he's the poop?" Ino guessed.
"I am the poop!" Sakura pouts. At least she's not crying anymore.
"It's not nice to call yourself a poop, Forehead."
This is what she likes about Sakura, she's unaware of her charms. And some guys are just so blind to notice that. Behind that thick glasses and underneath that ancient-like clothes is a diamond. Ino should feel sorry for her bestfriend's dilemma …
But somehow, Ino is laughing victoriously inside.
Things happen for a reason, right?
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End of Chapter 3
A/N: Sorry… that was short right? I need to face my project for now but just have to post that. :D Thank for the wonderful reviews…
Sakura Hatsu: Accidents do happen and let's see if Sakura will have that said baby. :D
Dear U. x .U: Your review was touching lol *thumbs up* . I'll do my best. ^^
Consuelo: The very first comment was from you. Thank you.
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