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Call Me Again	By : Zelha Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 2115 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: ItaSaku AU. In which a long distance relationship doesn�t
matter in the least when you have a phone nearby and a man with a delicious,
sexy voice. Oneshot smut.

Disclaimer:
Not mine. Stop being annoying now.
AN: This
one is for Krickitat, in occasion of her birthday.
Hope you like it, you zombie-fighter you! Happy birthday!

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Call Me Again

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�Oh come
on, Itachi, it�s been years since Sasuke got over that silly crush.�

�Still, it does not amuse me to know he is
around you.�

Sakura
sighed into the phone. It wasn�t as if Itachi was a possessive bastard � which
he was without a doubt � it was just that she missed him terribly. After a year
and a half of him studying abroad at a military university, all that saved her
from madness were her medical studies, her family and friends... and those
weekly calls from her darling man.

�So, how�s
the rain over there?� she asked as the finished washing the dishes. �We�ve been
having such nice weather here that I was thinking in asking the girls go down
to the beach next Saturday.�

�It is a nice plan indeed,� she heard his
voice say. �The morning training has been
delayed to nine hundred hours since the field is flooded.�

�Ew,� she wrinkled her nose at the mental picture. �Tell me
you got all your shots, Itachi. Playing in the mud isn�t really healthy.�

�I did. I dragged Kisame
to the infirmary with me.�

Sakura
laughed. �I�m sure he�ll thank you afterwards, when the students� barracks are plagued
with malaria.�

�Malaria,� he chuckled lightly, amusement
evident in his tone. �Have you been
reading the book about the various diseases again?�

�I have to,
you know,� she grumbled. Absently, she wondered if he thought she was pouting.
�It�s kind of disgusting, but I have the final about immunology next Wednesday.
Now that I think about it, you haven�t told me if you have finals this year
too...�

�No.�

�Why? You
got theoretical finals last year.�

�This year the finals are of the physical
kind,� he intoned lightly. �We will
be evaluated accordingly to our performance in war games.�

The line
was mute for a long moment, after which Itachi sighed. �Sakura--�

�Please be
careful, Itachi...� her voice sounded strained with worry. �I don�t want you to
get hurt.�

�I will not get hurt,� his tone was firm
and confident. �I assure you.�

�Where�s
Kisame?� she asked, trying to change the topic. �Is he around?�

�He is out drinking with Deidara,� Itachi
answered. �I expect them to come back
after midnight.�

�And what
time it is over there?�

�Almost ten pm.�

�And what
are you going to do now?�

�... You are awfully nosy this evening,�
he taunted. �If you must know, I am lying
on my bed, looking up to the ceiling and picturing you doing the same thing.�

�What, you
have a hidden camera in my room or something?� she mocked, sounding flustered.
�What else are you picturing?�

�. . .�

�Oh, come
on, Itachi! I�m not asking you to tell me what are you wearing or anything.�

�...Nothing.�

The line
was silent for another long moment.

�...What?�

�That is what I am wearing.�

�Are you
serious?� she asked. He chuckled.

�Maybe,� he finally said. �Who knows? Maybe I am just waiting for you
to fall asleep to break into your place and get under the sheets with you.�

�What a
wishful thinking...� she sighed. �I miss you, Itachi.�

�And I you.�

�When are
you coming back? I thought you�ve been licensed earlier this week.�

�I was going to, but then the Commander asked
a few of us to stay in order to organize the field for the upcoming war games.�

She
giggled. �I told you it was bad to be the teacher�s pet, darling.�

�I fail to understand the joke in that
sentence,� he droned. She laughed again. �Still, you have not told me what you are wearing.�

�What? Are
you really into that?� she said incredulously. �Oh god...�

�Do you want me to speculate about your
current garments?� his voice changed into a purr. �Perhaps you are wearing that black and red t-shirt you stole from me.�

�I slept
with it until last night. Now it�s in the laundry.�

�Mmm...� he hummed thoughtfully. �How about that black negligee I got you for
Christmas?�

�That thing
is still in my drawer,� she said. �I told you I wouldn�t wear it if you weren�t
here to see it.�

�I can see it with my mind�s eyes,� he
drawled, a note of dark amusement in his voice now. �The blue yukata?�

�Am I that
predictable?� she laughed, stretching her arms. �Yeah, it�s the yukata. And now I�m lying in bed just like you.�

�I can imagine you let your hair down.�

�Yeah, I
brushed it earlier, before you called.�

�Where are your parents?�

�They�re out
to dinner with your parents,� she
answered with an amused huff. �Is it insane to fear for our sanity when they
spend so much time together?�

�Most certainly,� he affirmed. �I expect our mothers to pounce on you after
you graduate and our fathers to maul me when I get my degree.�

She
snorted. �You haven�t told your mom about your assignment to the desert,
right?�

�Not yet. Our orders have not been officially
issued. I do not want to make her worry.�

�I see your
point. My mom doesn�t know I�m going to make my rural year in the jungle.�

�. . .�

�...What?�

�I am certain you told me you were not sure
about the rural.�

�I wasn�t,
but you told me you were assigned to the desert... aw, Itachi, it�s hard enough
to be here without you, don�t ask me to be here when you�re there!�

�Calm down, Sakura. I am not asking you that.�

�It�s
just... aw.�

�I know, Sakura. Please do not cry.�

�I�m not
crying! It�s just that... I miss you so much, Itachi. I feel like it�s been
eons since we�ve been together.�

�I know. Are you getting ready to sleep?�

�Not
yet...� she stretched and let out a little moan. �Itachi?�

�Do that again,� he said, his voice dropping to a husky tone she knew well. �Moan for me.�

�...Itachi--�

�Humor me,� he cut her off. �What are you wearing under the yukata?�

�My... my whities,� she whispered, embarrassed, jumping when he let
out a little growl.

�Discard them, Sakura.�

�B-but--�

�Sakura,� he rumbled. �We are together at this very moment. I can
feel your presence with me. Can you feel mine with you?�

�Y-yes...�

�Then let us do this together,� he
whispered huskily. �Do you want me to
tell you what I�m doing right now?�

�Oh god...
are you...�

�Yes,� he purred darkly. �I am masturbating. How does that make you
feel?�

She moaned
as her hand slipped under her dark blue yukata and
white panties. �Itachi...�

�Enter two fingers in yourself,
Sakura,� he ordered in a strained tone. �Pretend that those are my fingers, exploring you and finding you wet.
Are you wet, Sakura?�

�Oh... yes...�

�I am so very hard for you, Sakura,� he whispered. �I am moving my hand fast, thinking it is your hand bringing me pleasure, before I grab you by the waist and
sheath myself within you.�

She moaned
loudly, her mind picturing now how he took her from behind. He chuckled, such a
sinful sound that elicited a new moan from her.

�Tell me what are you doing, what are you
thinking,� he commanded.

�I�m... mmnn, I�m doing that... with my fingers... and I�m thinking
of you... doing...�

�Doing what, Sakura? Taking you hard, making
you scream? How? With your knees on my shoulders? With
you riding my hips like you did the other day?�

�Uhnn... no...�

�Such naughty girl,� she could
practically hear his smirk. �You�re
picturing me taking you from behind, are you not? Having me driving myself so
very deeply into you, feeling your core clenching me so tight that it�s
difficult to keep control of your writhing body...�

�Oh... oh god, Itachi...� she panted, almost at the brink thanks to the
frantic working of her fingers. �I think I�m gonna...�

�Yes,� he rumbled, breathing harshly. �Come for me, Sakura. Let me hear you.�

This was
her undoing, as she heard him grunt onto the receiver, signaling his own release.
She hurtled towards climax, shuddering under her fingers. True, she had done this
a few times in the past, but this orgasm � thanks to his presence over the
phone � was so much more powerful.

�Mmm...� she breathed in satisfaction, as a sudden brisk knock
on the door was heard and transformed her hum into a groan of annoyance. �What
the...�

�What?� Itachi asked.

�Someone�s
at the door,� she said, scrambling to regain her composure. �How inopportune!�

He chuckled
once more. �Perhaps is someone you need
right now,� he murmured.

�Yeah,
right,� she laughed as she padded barefoot into the living and trudged to the
door. �The only one I need right now is...�

The door
was opened, and Itachi was leaning on the jamb, cellphone
still in his hand. He was dressed in the white uniform that it favored him so
much. Sakura felt her knees go weak.

�You...�
she spoke, her receiver slipping from her hand as Itachi kicked his bag towards
her apartment. He dropped his mobile over it and grabbed her by her waist and
closed the door, all in one fluid motion.

�Tadaima,� he
growled, pushing her to the wall as he kissed her feverishly. He pressed his erection
to her abdomen, wordlessly letting her know that his little stunt didn�t make
him climax and that he actually intended to do so within her.

�I thought
you--� she panted, feeling the panties hitting the floor and his white uniform
being pushed from his body by her frenzied hands. �Liar...�

�Ah, but
you enjoyed it, did you not?� he purred in her ear as he hoisted her onto the
wall. Sakura wrapped her legs around his hips.

�Yes...� she almost wailed as she felt
him hit that spot within her that never ceased to make her go wild.

�Just as
planned,� he smirked against her neck and started to move relentlessly.

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- Tenna' ento lye omenta -

-XxX-

AN: Itachi is such a pervert! Seriously, Sakura
should have known he was going to trick her. The prompt was phone sex, so you
guys are free to imagine how the wall sex ended. Of course, they were very
satisfied afterwards. -winks- Also, the thought of
Itachi wearing an Air Force uniform is my personal, selfish fanservice.
Someone needs to fanart him like that. 8D

Thanks for
reading!
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