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Asking For It	By : Chloboshoka Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 5079 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sakura Haruno woke up in hurry. The moment she opened her eyes, she knew she wasn't anywhere near home. Sakura failed to recognise the dark walls that surrounded her. Everything around her was different. The smell, the looks, the temperature, even the texture and feelings were different. Sakura dashed up to the mirror and saw her face; she still had her pink hair and clothes. Sakura pushed onto the handle of the door on her right, this equalled no effect. She pulled the handle; all she could hear was the shaking door. The door was obviously locked. Sakura threw her shoulder on the door, hoping the door would collapse on the found, or open wide. The door slammed on Sakura's face, which made her fall onto the ground.
Standing in front of her stood a tall man. Covered in a large black coat with red stripes and patterns. The man's crimson eyes directly glared into Sakura's light green eyes. It was Itachi Uchiha. Sakura started gritting her teeth standing up fiercely and attempted to run away. As Sakura attempted to dodge Itachi and leave, Itachi clenched Sakura's shirt with little ease. She felt his black nails clench into her skin. As Sakura pushed herself away from him, she heard her clothes tore. Sakura saw the materials on her upper body become torn into two. The material had flown gracefully to the ground.
Itachi came to eyes with Sakura's bra, managing to have a glimpse of her body. He did not feel aroused in the slightest, but he could not allow Sakura to escape. Sakura's eyes widened, she stood up and gave Itachi and even angrier look than before. "You pervert Itachi!" Sakura screeched as pulled out a knife from her belt and tried to aim her knife at Itachi. Itachi resisted the attack by grabbing her wrist and holding her free arm straight. Sakura began throwing her legs, kicking violently screeching for help. Itachi confiscated her belt and threw it back into the room; Sakura was tossed back in the room not so long after.
"Now I know why my brother found you annoying." Itachi realised. "You're a spoilt little girl!"
The inner Sakura just wanted to scream and strike back. Perverted bastard! You ripped my clothes off! I'll kill you! Sakura became silent, looking into how beautiful Itachi's eyes actually appeared. No words could escape from her mouth. He resembled the guy who she used to love with all her heart, his younger brother, Sasuke Uchiha. Itachi looked so alike from Sasuke, with the exception of lines on his face and his black silky hair. "Why are silent?" Itachi asked.
"How did I get here?" Sakura asked curiously.
"You were abducted," Itachi had announced, "I can't tell you anything else?"
"Why not?" Sakura snapped. "LET ME GO! I DEMAND YOU!"
"I don't take orders from the likes of you," Itachi replied, "Also, I cannot let you go."
"YOU ASSHOLE!" Sakura screeched letting her inner self come out. "YOU FUCKING PERVERT!"
Itachi stepped towards the screaming girl carefully. Sakura rapidly threw her leg at Itachi. Itachi grabbed it effortlessly, as if Sakura's movements were highly predictable. Itachi dropped them and then kneeled on Sakura's legs and held her waist. Itachi was occasionally curious about the opposite sex, but never as a sexual activity. He felt Sakura pulling on his jacket. Itachi pulled down Sakura's black leggings, as her panties dragged along with them. Itachi had them around her ankles. Sakura pulled herself away from Itachi and her clothes. Sakura pushed herself up and then tried to run away. However, Itachi managed to grope Sakura. Itachi smirked quietly as he unclipped Sakura' bra. "You really want to escape?" Itachi asked her. "Your clothes are torn and you look like a whore, nobody wants to help a whore. You couldn't do it with my brother right?"
"What is it to do with you?" Sakura spat.

"You're a virgin? You don't wanna be a virgin anymore do you?" Itachi asked. 'Of course I want sex!' Sakura thought to herself as she began nodding her head violently. "I take that as a yes!" He whispered in her ear. "I assure you will not be disappointed!"
Itachi's mouth triggered onto Sakura's paler neck, his hands were wrapped around Sakura's thigh like a slithering snake. Sakura's pink locks flowed onto Itachi's shoulders as her eyes were shut. Itachi's fingers fiddled with Sakura's pubic hair. There was silence, except from the high-pitched grunts from Sakura. Itachi touched the vulva lips and his index finger slid into the lining. Itachi could feel wetness and felt Sakura become even wetter by the touch. She wanted to close her legs, but the force between Itachi's legs was too strong.
She felt Itachi's finger go deeper into her. She started moaning, but in pain, not pleasure. Itachi enjoyed the sound of her pains, assuming that she secretly liked it. "If it helps you," Itachi whispered. "Imagine I'm not the one doing it, pretend that I'm Sasuke." Itachi inserted another two fingers into Sakura, his fingers started to pump in and out of her. As much as Sakura would like to pretend Itachi was Sasuke, she couldn't. She was drifting away in a state of daze. The only emotions she could feel, was what Itachi was giving her.
Itachi removed his arms away from Sakura's thigh and threw her on to the wall. He tossed his large coat onto Sakura's feet. Itachi started to grope Sakura's breasts; he was playing with them out of curiosity. They felt soft and tender. His eyes beamed down at Sakura's face. His finger pressed on Sakura's lips. "Tell me Sakura," Itachi murmured, "What was it that made you so infatuated with my brother?" The pressure from Itachi's fingertips to her mouth caused her lips to freeze. "Did his looks attract you? Or was it his power? What makes Sasuke appeal to you?"
"He was the ideal guy," Sakura said. "He was kinda mysterious, and he looked awesome. That's what made him appeal to me. I even fell out with Ino just to get him."
"Interesting," Itachi thought. "His mysterious and strange ways made him arouse you. You would do absolutely anything just to get into his pants."
"No!" Sakura shrieked, "I was just obsessed with him, I'm not as obsessed with him anymore!"
"So you're a whore then?" Itachi asked, playing the mind game.
'QUITE PLAYING MIND GAMES WITH ME!' The inner Sakura was begging. Sakura's heart began pumping fast. "I'm not a whore." She spat back at Itachi.
"Of course you are!" Itachi replied. "You're naked, obsessed with men and will do anything to get into their pants!"
"NO, THAT'S NOT TRUE! SOMEONE HELP ME!" Sakura's inner self started screaming endlessly. "That's your opinion." Sakura replied with a small smirk on her face. "You think I'm a whore, go ahead and think that way. You don't even know me well."
"As a matter of fact," Itachi interrupted. "I think I know you well enough. You've stalked my brother and you are a whore. I think I know you well enough."
"You're the one who ripped my shirt." Sakura confirmed.

"You were asking for it!" Itachi replied. "Now I must go, I'll deal with you later." Itachi stood to his feet, grabbed his coat and marched out of the room. Itachi's legs paused, as he was one step outside the room. "If you even try to escape," Itachi warned her before slamming the door fiercely, "You will be punished even harder. Perfect for a filthy annoying whore like you!"
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