La ti la ti da. Here is the second chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Everybody knows that Itachi and Sakura could not and will not stand each other. It was like that since the moment they met. Rumors flew as the entire village suffered by their revenge, plot, and shenanigans. No one knew what really happened, thus imaginations went awry. Some said that the two were enemies the moment they locked eyes. No one knew what had transpired as all witnesses were too shit-scared to tell the truth.
Some said with Sasuke as their only connection, the two were fighting over the said boy as Itachi was protective over his younger brother, and could not stand another person being close to his precious otouto. Sasuke does not agree. While he's aware of his brother's love for him, he was a victim of Itachi's mean pranks since young. He does admit that Sakura does not have the best reputation regarding him, with her short period of fangirling during their younger years, which she quickly grew out of. Nowadays, she is more responsible for beating sense into him and Naruto when they're being… well themselves.
Lee was confident it was the power of youth colliding, with each individual being so youthful, an explosion was expected. Ino and Shisui were sure it was just sexual tension, in which Sasuke turned away in disgust. He does not want to go there, yet cannot fully deny the allegations either. Naruto's head was spinning and Sasuke would say that they're the bane of his existence.
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When Sakura emerged, wholly drenched in pond water, Itachi didn't know what to say. Sorry could be one, but his jaws were still humming with pain. He was subtly annoyed, patience wearing thin due to his exhaustion, though nothing showed on his straight facade. Sakura, on the other hand, wore her emotions on her sleeves with an obvious irk shown on her face, eyes slicked with murder, teeth grinding loudly, and a tight fist ready to send a tall, handsome prodigy to Suna perhaps.
Itachi signed. He was mature enough to realize his fault in the matter. The poor girl did nothing except accidentally collide into him, which was not her fault as his presence was muted and untraceable. Itachi went to the edge of the pond, and gave out a friendly hand to pull her out. Only to be met with an unexpected chakra-laced fist, which he caught not without pain. Her monstrous strength caught him off guard, and she definitely cracked something.
"Haruno-san, I apologize for the matter. Please come out of the water first".
Apparently that was a wrong thing to say as all he got in response was a birdy flip and a growl. Whose fault does he think it is that she's in the water? Did he think she volunteered?
He raised one perfect eyebrow at the pinkette's stubbornness. His eyes strayed against his will to her wet form with her attire persistently clinging to her lithe form. What was he even thinking? He looked away and signed once more with his right hand still stretched out. And so, Sakura pulled him in. Into the pond. With her.
Splashed. She smirked. Itachi glared.
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Jaws dropped, Sasuke wasn't sure what to do. God bless Sakura's confidence in taking immediate revenge against his brother. With both parties being geniuses in their own right along with their terrible stubbornness, there was no good ending.
Thus, Sasuke did what he did best as the youngest son and a mama boy. He went to his mother, who was still unaware of what had transpired in the backyard and was still happily humming a tune as she cooked. Naruto couldn't keep still, wanting to fight for "his innocent Sakura-chan against the pervert" and so was dragged by the neck into the house.
"Hey! Teme! Let me go. Your pervert brother is taking advantage of Sakura-chan!"
"Shut up, Dobe. Do you think you could handle the both of them?"
He gulped and obediently followed. Both of them? Even one of them is impossible. Sakura with her crazy strength and equally crazy temper will surely kill him. And he does not even want to think about Sasuke's insane brother who has been ANBU captain since he was thirteen. Nope, the house is much much safer than the two people outside.
"Okaa-san, Itachi and Sakura fell into the water", Sasuke called into the kitchen.
Mikoto's concerned voice echoed back, "Oh no. Sasu-chan, be a dear and fetch the towels. Naru-chan, could you help set the table please?"
The two boys paused. They don't understand why setting the table is a priority when there is a volcano erupting in the backyard. And Sasuke cringed at the cutesy nickname his mother gave him. Yet, being the good boys that they were, they followed.
Which means Sasuke will be the one handling the towels. Which means Sasuke will be the one who calls them out of the water. Which means Sasuke will meet the impending doom, while the Dobe sets the dining table. How is his life fair? As last, he did as told.
Coming back to the patio, Sasuke could literally see sparks flying with Sakura's angry glare and exploding temper and his aniki's passive death stare.
Itachi's smooth voice rang, "Haruno-san, it is not polite to bite a helping hand."
"Uchiha-san, is it alright to throw a guest into the water?" Sakura mocked.
"Perhaps it is, for sneaking into people's houses." Here, Sasuke gulped at his nii-san's answer. Unlike him with team seven, Itachi has not been revamped to normalcy. Thus while polite, his words professionally stings. And Sasuke knew that Sakura would not take it standing.
"Sneak? Sneak?! I thought you of all people would know a proper invitation would warrant an entrance. And who enters their own house by the trees anyway?" Sakura bit back.
"It was not at my invitation, Haruno-san."
Sakura growled. She has had a long day, no, a long two weeks of back to back shift work at the hospital, from one surgeries to another, restructuring the understaffed nurses, and handling paperwork upon paperwork. Along that was the cruel training her sensei set. Sakura was tired and sleep deprived. It's a wonderful combination for an irritated Sakura. She could barely escape to make it for today's team lunch. One second she was rushing to the Uchiha's manor, the next second her entire body collided into a human wall, and the next, next second she was caught in strong arms that almost made her swoon. Dark eyes met hers, and she wasn't breathing until the owner of those dark eyes freaking threw her into the pond.
"Screw you, you-"
"Uhem," Sasuke coughed. He had to cut in before murder took place. "Okaa-san said to get ready for lunch." He passed the towels.
"Sasuke-kun, ask your stupid brother why he threw a perfectly innocent person into water. With his alleged high tier reputation, who would have guessed how high the stick up his ass is."
"Hn. Wouldn't you like to check?"
Sasuke's eyes widened for the umpteenth time. Who is this brother of this making crude jokes?
"Okaa-san drew hot baths." He lied.
One last glare was shared between the two soaked people, before they begrudgingly took the towels and got out of the water. The temptation of hot baths beckoned them.
Sasuke thanked his lucky stars that they were both too tired from their respective work to continue arguing. Now, who were gonna draw the hot baths?
poor little sasu-chan, now a slave for two mean bullies
comments are always appreciated, esp on current style of writing
ciao,
KMA