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Innocence	By : Night_Being Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 10537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warnings: ANGST, Fingering, M/F, Minor2, Rape, Work In Progress

No! No! No! She cannot love Itachi Uchiha! That was utterly impossible.
What were you thinking, Sakura? Damn it!
As much as she was trying to suppress that thought, deep down she already knew that it was pointless. She indeed loved him. How that happened, she didn't know. Why it happened, well… there were some hints, but she refused to think about them. But the fact that it did happen was simply undeniable.
The rain continued to rage and she just stood under the merciless cascades of water, blinking violently and barely catching the tender smile which decorated Itachi's face. What was the thing he told her earlier? The thing that made her squirm like a little girl.
Like a little girl she actually was.
Yes. That thing…
That he's sorry, that he wants to help her… Safe her? From what? Him?
Sakura opened her mouth, wanting to finally say something, but she couldn't find any proper words. She just wanted to run and hide. Mainly from the blush that crept into her cheeks and also from the fear that he might figure out what she just realized. After all, he always seem to know exactly what was going through her head.
So she stopped hesitating and followed her impulses. Turning around and babbling something even she didn't understand Sakura marched back into the warm kitchen. She felt her heart fiercely pounding and her lungs grew restless. What is she going to do now? What now? Her mind was reeling and her thoughts were in chaos.
Did he follow her? Why did she care? Oh right… because she loved him, she wanted to be near him and she needed to touch him.
Fuck, Sakura! What have you gotten yourself into? How could you let that happen?
She hastily covered her mouth only from the thought of the strongly inappropriate word. She felt like crying and laughing at the same time. But she seriously needed to calm herself. It was obvious that she was very close to losing her mind, again. Like the time on the beach. But that couldn’t happen. No!
Just breathe, Sakura!
One sentence coming from the man who appeared behind her in the room would be probably enough to drive her over the edge. What if he knew? Did he notice? And what exactly? She feared to look at him. No, she just couldn’t face him now. If her eyes were to fall on his face, her feelings would be too obvious.
Just calm down! Calm down, Sakura. It's okay. Everything is fine. Just excuse yourself and go back into you room. Take a shower… again.
Another shower?
Who cares? I can have as much showers as I want! Damn it!
She bit on her lip and gradually managed to slow her erratic breathing.
Pair of cautious onyx eyes carefully observed her. He didn't plan it like this, but at least he achieved getting her inside. That was alright. However, she probably had very close to another panic attack and that wasn't good. Not at all.
Or didn't she?
"Sakura, are you-"
"I'm fine!" she shrieked the response, even before Itachi managed to actually ask.
"-going to dry yourself?" he finished the question.
She still kept her back turned towards him. Afraid of what his hypnotizing stare might bring her. All that disarray in her head made her forget about the cold. She slowly nodded. "Yeah, sure." Not even thinking with what she actually agreed just now.
"I'll bring you a towel, then," he uttered and took one step towards the hall, intending to leave the room.
Before she interrupted him again. "Wait, no! I'll…" breathing in she felt like waking up from a weird dream. "I can take care of myself, you know." Very cautiously she turned around, gluing her sight down on the floor somewhere to the tips of his feet.
Itachi stopped in the door frame and granted her a measuring look. Even though she didn't actually see his face, she could feel as the soft hair on the back of her nape raised on their own, enduring the strain of his gaze. An ice hand slid down her spine and she shivered inadvertently.
"As you wish,” he nodded.
"Right," she whispered.
It took a moment.
Then she heard him sigh and his feet moved, making a deliberate steps towards her. A gasp escaped her rosy lips when Itachi stopped only several inches in front of her.
"Now would be a good time."
Sakura noticed the serene tone of his voice slither into her mind and claw deep into her brain. Even if he was to say something horrible or insulting, she doubted that she would be able to actually hear it. Only listening to him made her feel incredibly safe.
Barely acknowledging as her head made an agreeing sign, Sakura held her ground. Still not moving from her spot. With eyes pinned down on the floor she couldn't find the courage to look up.
Hand. Move. His hand moved. Her belly crunched into a tiny ball when Itachi's arm raised up, bent in the elbow and then directed two fingers to prop her chin and made her look up.
And that was it. She was trapped.
"You'll only catch cold like this, Sakura."
Two bright green pools were embraced by two onyx depths. She couldn't think nor speak. Her whole being was washed up.
Itachi Uchiha – the man who tricked her to fall in love with him.
She faintly perceived as her mouth opened and stuttered two awfully weak words. "Kiss me."
The gentle touch on her face was gone in a second and his black eyes slightly widened in surprise. Almost invisible undertone of shock from her request crept into his tone. "I’ve promised," he muttered the response.
She saw the disappointment in his eyes and she realized that he truly wished to do it, but for some unknown reason he couldn't. With no idea how, she suddenly found the courage secretly hidden somewhere inside her.
Sakura's look fell down on her own hand and watched as it moved up, deliberately closing the gap between her fingers and Itachi’s body. She gently placed her palm on his chest, feeling the wetness of his drenched shirt, then gradually drifted it up.
And he did nothing. Itachi stood there and as much as he tried to hide his beating heart behind those lean muscles, she could very much feel the tension in his whole figure.
When their eyes met for the second time, Itachi could see the amazement in those jade orbs. The fact that she was able to overcome the overwhelming intimidation of his presence was breathtaking. Sakura blinked few times, just to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming. Her palm kept going up and eventually ended delicately cupping one side of his neck.
Her heart was prepared to jump out of her any moment. But she didn't let it, swallowing hardly she lifted her body until she hold the perfect balance on her toes and then leaning forward she let the distance between them disappear. Sakura gently placed her soft lips onto his. Closing her eyes in the process she had no idea if he had done the same, or if he was just staring at her, eyes expanded in silent awe.
In first few seconds they were both motionless. Sakura too stunned by her own actions and Itachi desperately trying to suppress the itching and burning in his hands which hang loosely along his sides. He expected her not to make it any easier, but that she would actually dare to go this far was even beyond him. Yearning for touch was becoming unbearable and the sweet taste called Sakura was increasingly driving him closer to the edge.
After what felt like an eternity, she slowly moved and hesitantly deepening the kiss she delicately sucked on Itachi's upper lip while moving closer and gluing their wet clothes together. Her right palm on his neck was accompanied by the left and she noticed as his whole body stiffened, but it definitely wasn't disgust or dislike. He craved her, as much as she craved him. After all, he confessed it so many times. How come she didn't realize it earlier? Maybe she was just too preoccupied by the perfect harmony between fear and desire that his actions evoked in her. But now it was her moment, her turn to drown him and from what she could tell so far, she was doing an excellent job.
His hands twitched with disapproval when he finally awakened from the sensation and moved them to gently grasp her shoulders. He really intended to drive her away, but when she sighed with relief, feeling the connection between them, he simply changed his mind. One hand slid down to round her slender waist and the other wandered into her pink hair and supported her head while he leaned forward and devoured her into his wanton embrace.
So much desperation and desire resonated in a single kiss that she couldn't hold the lustful moan escaping her mouth. They parted only for split of a second, before she felt the countertop firmly press into her lower back.
Itachi was all around her, taking her hands and guiding them to grasp the edge of the wooden desk behind so the space on her chest would be free for his own administrations. Both of his palms slid into the neckline of her bath robe and slowly moved to part the cloth and reveal her naked shoulders. Her breaths were already deep and shaky and her head tilted to the side when he stroller his lips away from the kiss, over her jaw and down, to softly but greedily peck her neck.
And then he suddenly froze.
She faintly heard him mumble something and then he straightened above her.
Sakura hazily opened her eyes hazed with pleasure and focused her confused look on his painful frown.
"You should have healed that," his voice hummed huskily and then Itachi made one step back and away from her.
Heal? What?
Oh no!
Too late she realized the bruise on her neck. She knew it was hardly there right now, but its yellow and green tones were still very much visible on her porcelain skin. She promptly covered the mark under her palm and shamefully drifted her eyes down. She bit on her lip, regretting to keep that reminder of their last slightly forced encounter, but then she just couldn't stand the tension of his sorrow stare. "I'm sorry," she whispered, defeated.
"Sakura."
She twitched when the strangled tone of her name clawing angrily through his gritted teeth pierced the stiff air. "You are not sorry! You don't need to be sorry! You cannot be sorry!"
"I know! I should have…"
He interrupted her with a heavy sigh. "Look at me."
She obeyed automatically.
He watched her for a while. Obviously calming down his erratic breathing before speaking again. "How many times do I have to tell you that I am the one responsible? I am the one that should be apologizing. These things… They were never meant to happen."
He had that painful expression in his face again. It hurt her seeing him like this, but it also irritated her. She hated when he patronized her more than anything else, taking all the blame on him, when she knew very well that she had her share of responsibility too.
So she interrupted him before he had the chance to continue. "Well they did! It's not like you can change that." She said firmly, not caring if he wanted to go on with his self-punishing speech. Then after a few deep inhales continued. "I'm maybe younger than you, but I'm not as stupid as you may think. So stop acting like I'm some incompetent little child!" A familiar wave of rage entered her system as she finally found the strength to tell him exactly what he needed to hear. "For crying out loud… you were the one who made me a woman, don't you remember?" Sakura shrieked.
She saw his frown deepen but chose to ignore it and proceeded to lecture him. "And as far as I remember, two people are needed for sexual intercourse, so stop blaming yourself like it was some unforgivable sin you did! Because I wanted it too! I know it was… it still is… wrong! But I cannot change how I feel and neither do you!" She was hardly catching her breath and her eyes were full of flames. Partly she expected an answer for her unspoken questions, but Itachi was silent. So she chose to end the conversation herself. "Deal with it!" she spat, cutting out any other possibility for more dialogue.
Sakura flashed one last fiery glance at him and marched her way out of the kitchen, leaving the stunned man standing in the middle of the room.
And she felt great.

"What do you mean Sakura got kidnapped?"
Tall and obviously strong man with long white hair buried his face into a large palm, shaking his head in a defeated gesture. The blond woman behind the desk cautiously measured the panicking boy in front of her.
"Calm down, Naruto," the fifth Hokage ordered.
"What? Are you crazy, granny Tsunade? Sakura got kidnapped by the Akatsuki and you're telling me to-"
She promptly interrupted him. "I've already sent Kakashi and our best tracking team to find her. Just yesterday I received a message that they had found her trail and are now mere days from finding her, so stop whining and focus!"
"No! I won't stop! I'm going after her! Right now!" Naruto exclaimed and was just about to turn around and march out of the office. But the large palm of his master stopped him right in time.
"Now, now, Naruto. How can you possibly help her? You even don't know where to start looking. Just calm down and trust your sensei. I highly doubt that Kakashi Hatake would fail in his mission," the soft cheery voice of Jiraiya managed to relax the impulsive boy.
"Fine," Naruto growled and turned back to the frowning woman.
"Good. I hope I have your attention now," Tsunade pierced him with her hawk stare.
Naruto rolled his eyes and mumbled in response. "Yeah, yeah."
Tsunade sighed and continued what she started before the rude brat interrupted her. "As you may already know, Gaara has become the new Kazekage… Unfortunately he's also a Jinchuuriki and only few hours before your arrival, we got an urgent message from Suna." She made a dramatic pause. "He has been taken prisoner as well." Ignoring the yelp coming from Naruto Tsunade continued with her most serious tone. "The Akatsuki are on the move and their strikes are strong, but I will not let them have the upper hand!" she said, making another pause and expecting Naruto to jump in.
"So?! What are we waiting for?! If you won't let me go after Sakura you have to send me after Gaara!" And just like she anticipated Naruto's reaction didn't really surprise anyone.
Tsunade stood up from her chair and looked down from the wide window on the joyful village under her tower. Then spoke again. "I have already arranged two teams that are to be dispatched any minute," she stated adamantly.
"Aaagr! You're killing me granny! I won't just stay here in the village, you know," Naruto threatened.
Almost invisible smile flickered over Tsunade’s full lips. "I know!" she nodded. "That's why I'm sending you as well."
"What? Seriously? Cool! You're the best, granny!" Naruto’s face lit up. "When do we leave?" And he was already prepared in a half fight stance.
"But remember, you're only lucky that Jiraiya was so kind and offered to accompany you to Suna. Otherwise you would be staying here, even if I'd have to chain you down." Her frown drifted from the enthusiastic young boy to his master.
"Really? I did? I don't remember that." Jiraiya repaid her the gloomy stare with own wicked smile.
"You drink too much. It affects your brain," Tsunade grinned and considered their conversation closed.
Jiraiya let out a throaty laugh and almost silently agreed. "Coming from you, Tsunade, it's almost like a compliment."
She ignored the comment and looked back at Naruto. "Anyway. You, Jiraiya and Shizune will be one team. Shikamaru, Choji and Ino will go with you and I'll send Guy's squad to help you out right after they get back from their mission. Keeping the alliance with the Land of Wind is our top priority now, and this is a great opportunity to show them that Konoha is true to its word."
Naruto's determined smile couldn't agree more.

The morning was bright and fresh. Vegetation gained new lush visage after the intensive rain and rhythmical dripping of water from the roof and leaves measured time like a natural clock. Itachi stood in the open slid door and silently observed the girl dressed in simple black leggings and loose white shirt, working her stiff body in the small garden under the porch. She was absolutely focused on the morning ritual and completely forgot about her surroundings. She felt safe. He knew because her aura was almost serene.
Intentionally masking his chakra he kept on watching her with sharingan activated. He wanted to imprint the picture of Sakura bending and stretching her lean body into his memory, he wanted to remember her like this. Calm, relaxed and above all – beautiful. It was a view worthy of gods. Her catlike movements were slow but deliberate and her breathing was steady, evenly matching her every move. He found himself craving to join her in that dance, wrap his arms around her and made her tranquil flesh shudder with desire. How easily he got trapped by her presence was frightening. Although he had to admit that he himself never felt this calm in a long time.
He stopped wavering and surrendered to the need for her company, at least a little.
"Good morning," with a casual greeting he went down the three stairs and joined Sakura in her early meditation. Copying her position, Itachi seated himself and crossed his legs in front.
"Morning," she answered politely while breathing out the air accumulated in her lungs.
He started the conversation with the easiest option. "Slept well?"
"I wish," she snorted ironically.
"Hn." He paused and smiled softly. "Me neither."
What was this new game? Sakura frowned, she didn't like the innocent approach. Of course her night was restless, when she knew that he is sleeping right in the next room. All her wishes for him to come were obviously left unfulfilled. But what did she expect anyway? After what she had said yesterday. And maybe it was better like this. Yes, it was definitely better like this. It was time to finally put their needs aside and focus on more important things.
Things like.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked without hesitation.
Just as she anticipated, he didn't answer immediately. Instead he gave himself some time to decide whether it was the right time.
It wasn't. "Not yet," he uttered calmly.
"I don't care about your stupid mind games anymore." She relaxed her tense pose and turned her head in his direction. "I want to know, right now!" Sakura demanded.
"You're not ready," he slowly shook his head.
She pressed her lips into a thin line. "And how do you know that if you won't-"
"Do you trust me, Sakura?" he silenced her with own question.
She caught on her breath. Did she? She wasn't sure. Not just yet. It was too early to tell or maybe she was too scared to tell him. So she just let her eyes fall down, giving him an unspoken answer.
"See, that's why I cannot tell you. Not until you start trusting me," Itachi explained.
Sakura sighed heavily. "That's not fair."
There was a tiny amount of amusement in his voice. "I've never promised to be fair." Then he closed his onyx eyes, releasing her from the black embrace and eased the strain in his muscles, breathing in and out slowly and deliberately, just like she did few moments ago.
"You were gone for six days," she interrupted his meditating mood silently.
"I know," he nodded.
"That means I can ask you six questions," she decided to remind him of their deal. If he would refuse to tell her, she would simply have to drag it out of him. He promised to be truthful about his answers, after all.
Itachi hummed in agreement. "That's true." He wasn't really surprised, but it indeed was a clever move, that is, if she was going to ask the right questions. Considering her current state he couldn't be sure about anything.
"Fine then…" she said hesitantly. Rolling all the possibilities in her head. Then finally inhaled.
But got interrupted even before she managed to ask. "I suggest you be careful with you questions, Sakura, or you might regret it later." There was almost invisible threat buried in his calm voice.
What a jerk! Did he really expect she would ask about some stupid things? Well, she was curious about many possible yes or no he might give her, but she wasn't an idiot either. To blow her chances by asking if he feels something towards her would be beyond stupid. And maybe she was even too scared to really know that, anyway.
"I'm not a fool!" she spat. "And don't waste your energy on empty threats. We both know very well that you won't hurt me."
A soft chuckle, then… "Are you sure?" He had that devious and imperceptible smirk she hated.
"Yes," Sakura said confidently and continued before he was able to dominate the conversation again. "Anyway… Last time you said that no-one ordered you to take me away, and I do believe you. So…" she paused, taking some time to carefully study his serene face, "do you need some sort of confidential information from me?"
Honestly, she didn't know much about the top secret stuff, but there were things about Tsunade or Naruto that only she could tell him. And since both of them were rather important people, she has to be sure that he won't try to force her to betray them.
He smiled slightly before answering. "No."
Good. He would only end up being disappointed because no matter how strong feelings he achieved to evoke in her, she would never sell her village out.
"Hm, alright," she frowned. "Are you planning to use me as a bait?" Considering her relationships with certain people, there was still this option as well.
"No."
Damn. This was getting hard. She seriously hoped that he wanted to lure someone, like Naruto for example, to go after her. Although he probably wasn't back in Konoha, anyway. But he obviously needed her for something, something private and probably something that only she could do. Furthermore that something needed a trustworthy relationship between them.
"Do you need me to heal you?!"
He didn't seem ill, but one could never know and she would have to do thorough examination to be completely sure.
"No."
"To heal anyone else?" Too late she realized that she should have form that question differently.
And of course he also noticed that. "No," Itachi answered with a smirk.
"Damn it! But you need me for something!" she barked.
"Yes."
"That wasn't a question! I already know that!"
That was it, her anger was back. Consuming her with one sudden wave of wrath. She felt her cheeks turn red as she promptly stood up and towered over Itachi, looking down on his calm figure settled in meditating position. The view irritating her beyond measure.
"What do you want from me then?!" she yelled and felt her brain being consumed by rage. "Do you want my body for entertainment?!" she snarled mercilessly.
There was a pause and she could see as his relaxed features went cold and dark, then he opened his eyes and pierced her with one of his deadly stares. She noticed as her knees wavered but held her ground firmly.
"Don't ever ask me that again," he spoke with as much indifference as he could gather in that moment and after that stood up as well.
What was that? Was he offended? Or was he trying to avoid the answer? She wasn't going to buy that crap, not in the slightest.
"Well then why won't you just tell me so I don't have to ask you again?" Sakura uttered with sarcastic grin spreading over her face.
He stared at her and his annoyance was gradually replaced with sorrow. "No. I do not want your body for entertainment," he said finally, tone filled with ice.
They both fell mute. Sakura getting the answer she wanted and Itachi… well… he wasn't really the one to talk when the situation clearly wasn't asking for it.
Having the desired answer Sakura felt the anger leaving her body, but instead it was replaced by completely different irritating nagging – guilt. She might have realized it the moment the question left her lips, but it was too late to take it back and she was so full of rage that she couldn't comprehend how hypocritical her behavior actually was. Silly, silly girl.
Yesterday, she accused him of being patronizing in taking all the blame on himself and today she herself threw it in his face like it was the most normal thing to do.
"Damn it," she whispered, acknowledging her mistake. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean… I don't know what…" Shit! And she was angry again, this time at herself.
Itachi just stood there, watching her confused state.
And Sakura continued. "I'm sorry but I just can't stand it anymore! I need some answers! I need to know! Or I'll go crazy!" Her pleading look hit him, but it did not change his mind about telling her anything.
"You will have your answers in the right time," he said adamantly. "If I’d tell you now, it would only make the situation worse for you, and I'm sure neither of us would want that… But don't worry, you will know exactly what you need to know in the next few days," by saying this, he closed the conversation and made his way back to the house.
A few days? Those words resonated in her head like a siren. She didn't even noticed when he stopped in the door and turned around to face her. Only after a while his again gentle voice reached her distracted brain.
"Now, what about you join me for breakfast?" Tender smile played on his lips and her gaze obediently drifted to be caught by his ever calm onyx grasp.
She inadvertently repaid that warm gesture and her own lips spread into a genuine smile. "Sure, why not."
And that was the first time he actually saw her dazzling face shine with a spark of true happiness.
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