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Crossing Field	By : zoestarlightshot Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 7190 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ok so, no song for this one because I’m lazy.

The next chapter is FILLED with hardcore lemon, so beware, things finally start to happen between them, so enjoy it now because they’ll be gone for a pretty good amount of chapters after she leaves.

Also, don’t fear, I have not given up on this.

I have over 4 chapters already written down for this, I’m just too lazy to type it out, but they’ll come out eventually.

I’m also posting this fic on adult fanfiction, if you’d rather read it there.

Jaa ne

Chapter 11

    “I’m not really hungry.”

    “He’ll be mad at me, pinkiiiiieee”

    And then the voice came.

    “He’s right. Eat, Haruno.”

    “You’re not the boss of me, Uchiha.”

    “I am here.”

--x--

The girl was driving him crazy. Who dared defy Uchiha Itachi? And live to tell the tale? Massaging his temples he sighed, back against the big ironic Sakura tree in the middle of their garden. He liked it there, it kinda reminded him of home.

    “What is home, really?” He asked himself out loud, ever since the third Hokage died, there was no one he could really trust there, when Sasuke left to seek revenge, his last real tie to Konoha went with him. “Some people say home is where your family is. My only family lives for the sole purpose of killing me.”

    “She’ll leave eventually anyways, and everything will be back to normal” His mind repeated. “She’ll probably be the one to carry the future of the Uchiha bloodline, with Sasuke.”

“    “Like she always dreamed of.”

    He tried to shake away those thoughts from his head.

    “She’s not worth thinking about.”

    “Then why do I?”

    “Because she’s utterly annoying.”

    The garden around him was made of green healthy grass, the high walls that set the limits of the small Akatsuki headquarter were covered in red rose vines, on the edges that split the vivid green from the cold white stone floor stood marbled sculptures of what seemed to be origami animals.

    The memory of when she first saw it a month before filled his mind. “How do you guys keep it so pretty?” was the first thing she asked, right before a happy, childish jump when she learned she’d be able to shower daily too.

    The light in her eyes and color of her cheeks were finally starting to come back, sometimes when Deidara was out on a mission, he’d find her laughing at Tobi in the kitchen, yet whenever he went to release her from her cell or bring her back, all she did was try to offend him pointlessly.

    “The opinion of slower shinobi doesn’t matter.” He’d answered her once.

    “Who’d ever need the approval of such a low human being?”

    Yet there he was, burying himself in rage whenever she failed to obey and respect him as her superior. Just feeling her presence made his anger spark.

    He’d just ignore her bitter remarks most of the time.

    “I’ll teach her a lesson on respect next time she defies me.”

--x--

    “Why do you always mention that damned Uchiha?” Sakura snapped, looking at the already familiar orange mask of her weirdo “friend”.

    They sat down on a bed she’s just learned was her own, the recognition of the other members knowing she wouldn’t do anythings stupid earned her the luxury of having a private room. It had a closed wooden window that wouldn’t budge no matter how hard she tried, a small bed and light wooden table with a small lamp resting above it, on it’s side was a very, very old-looking chair she wouldn’t dare sit anytime soon.

    “Pinkie, you literally have a screw-free pass. I mean, you can bang ANYONE you want here, enjoy the hell out of it, and not feel guilty afterwards”. His voice sounded extremely playful. “”And i’ve heard you moan his name more than just once before waking you up from your pretty nightmares.”

    “You’re out of your mind, freak.”

    Her face was now pinker than her hair.

    “Everyone knows the hots you have for each other, come on. We can almost touch it in the air every time he shows up for breakfast.”

    “You’re being completely delusional, did you sleep last night?”

    “You won’t even need to be ashamed in front of him, he’s blind anyways”

    Woops.

    Accidentally let it slip.

    On purpose.

    A Small smirk was hidden under the orange wooden accessory.

    “Blind?”

    “Yes, you didn’t notice he walks around with his vampire eyes on whenever he’s out there?”

    He was right.

    “Why?”

    “If you’re curious, you can ask him yourself.”

    “As if I cared about that man-whore.”

    “Don’t be mean, pinkie, you’re a lady.”

    “He probably slept with half the brothel and some other ones too.”

    Probably screws them every week.

    “You’re being a bully, Strawberry.”

    “He deserves it, weirdo. He murdere---”

    “Don’t start on that, don’t talk about what you don’t know.” The always happy sounding man snapped at her. “Talk to him, Sakura.”

    He said, right before walking out the room.

--x--

    Tobi was out on a mission since the night before, when he yelled at her. Eating breakfast alone was lonely, it reminded her of how weak she’d become again, after all the effort she put at becoming stronger and independent.

    Maybe Konan will let me practice my Taijutsu a bit.

    An all-too-familiar presence entered the room, her Inner-self already divided between curiosity, anger and lust.

    Both stayed quiet, eating, for several minutes, until she spoke up.

    “Are you really blind?”

    If he was surprised he definitely didn’t show it, not even bothering to answer.

    “It’s the sharingan, isn’t it?” She turned around to look at him. “Or maybe it’s divine punishment.”

    “You’re crossing my patience, Haruno.” Red eyes clashed with green. “Maybe I need to teach you how to respect your superiors.”

    “You’re a monster. You may be stronger than me.” She spit. “But you’ll NEVER be my superior.”

    The next second her feet left the floor as his long fingers held her up by the throat.

    “Want to find out how much of a monster I can be, Whore?”

    “Go ahead, do whatever you want, Itachi.” Her voice was filled with hurt and anger. “You murdered your entire family and drove Sasuke-kun into a ridiculous revenge frenzy. I don’t need any more proof to know you’re a monster. No matter how much Tobi says you aren’t.”

    His grip tightened and he threw the girl over the empty table.

    “You don’t know anything about me or my family.”

    As he walked out the door she stood back up and screamed. “Then tell me, oh might Uchiha, the family prodigy, what reason do you think is enough to justify slaughtering your own blood?”

    When he started to walk out again, completely ignoring her bitter remarks, she want to grab a hold of his arm, that instantly pinned her against the wall before the Kunoichi could even blink.

    “Why do you think you deserve the truth?”

    “It’s the LEAST I deserve after fooling me to the point where I actually BEGGED you to be my first.” Stubborn tears filled her eyes, but she refused to cry. “After you broke the soul of the little boy I used to love.

    “How?”

    “How what? Finish a damn sentence, aren’t you supposed to be a genius?”

    “How are you still pure?”

    “I’m not pure, Itachi. They’ve defiled me way too many times, even if my hymen still stands, i’m far from untouched.”

    He didn’t answer.

    “I was a fucking ninja, Uchiha, I can find ways to trick stupid drunk men.”

    And then his lips were on hers, full of desire. At first she answered with equal need and passion, but a few seconds later, she remembered how she NEEDED answers.

    “Why?” Her left hand carefully touched his cheek, green orbs begging for an explanation, begging him to prove she wasn’t inexplicably in love with a monster.

    “I needed to protect Konoha.”

    “You’ll need to do better than that for me to believe you, Uchiha.”

    “Why would I want you to believe me?” His answer was as cold and bitter as his eyes.

    “If you want me half of what I think you do…” Her forehead touched his, laying a short kiss on his lips. “You’ll need to tell me.”

    “You think too highly of yourself.”

    “Then why is there something really hard and hot pulsating against my tummy?”

    “I’m a man.”

    “You’re a man who’s supposed to have no feelings and absolute self-control.” Her hands didn’t stop the soft caressing movements against his cheeks. “Yet here you are, attacking me again.”

    “Maybe I haven’t fucked anyone in a long time. I AM a man Haruno.”

    “I know that very well.” She smiled sadly. “But you’re a man who can have pretty much any girl he wants in his bed.”

    Even me. - Inner mumbled.

    “Does that mean you find me attractive, Haruno?”

    “Fishing for a compliment, are we?”

    He growled against her neck.

    “Tell me, please.”

    “They wanted to overthrow the Hokage.”

    And then and there he told her everything, in all details, all the pain he held back for years, flooding the mind of a small lowborn Konoha ninja.

    “You’d have made a great Hokage, Itachi.” She whispered against his shirt, tears pouring down, wetting the black fabric viciously.

    “Why do you cry?”

    “Because you won’t cry for yourself.” She looked up at his face and smiled. “I’ll cry for you”. Her mind was drunk with all the new information. “You can share your pain with me.”

    Their lips were inches from each other when her body met the floor again, suddenly all alone in the simple room.

    Was it a dream?

--x--

    Why?

    Why did I tell her?

    She’s the enemy

    Who does she think she is.

    “I’ll share all your pain”

    I don’t need to share anything, specially with a super weak leaf Kunoichi.

--x--

    “Come on, Tsunade Baa-chan!” A loud voice echoed viciously through the Hokage’s office. “Sakura-Chan is out there, she didn’t leave us, you know that! You can’t let the council kick her!”

    “Yes, Naruto, I know.” Tsunade answered the loud blonde, desperate ninja. “But our knowledge and beliefs won’t count for anythings in front of the elders.” Her hands massaged her temples slowly, her soul begging for a drink, but Shizune hid them, again.

    “Then let me go look for her!”

    “Naruto, we’ve searched virtually everywhere, we’ve searched twice as much we ever did for Sasuke, we’ll only find her when they want us to, if she’s even still alive.”

    “She is! I know it, Baa-Can!” He screamed again. “It was the Akatsuki wasn’t it?”

    “That or Orochimaru. But we have no solid evidence. If they wanted to use her to get to you we’d have known already.”

    “It’s because of Sasuke.” The young man said, already angry. “I told you they’re using her to get to him!”

    “Even if they are, Naruto, there’s nothing we can do but wait. I don’t even know if we’ll be able to get her back into the village depending of how it works out on next weeks meeting.”

    She sighed and looked out the window.

    The heavy mood filled the room.

    “We have ANBU units everywhere, trying to find any clue of how they’re communicating, but they’re good Naruto,they’re really good.”

--x--

“Will it hurt?” The pink haired ninja whispered, sitting next to Konan, eyes glued to the stars above.

    “You know it will. Mentally more than physically.”

    “I mean the memory seal.”

    “Yes, it will too.”

    “What do you think I should do?”

    “We’re not your friends, Haruno, un.” The hateful voice of an annoying blonde man reached their ears. “Don’t forget we kidnapped you and you’re a prisoner here, nothing more. un.”

    “I know that.”

    “I still don’t understand why they won’t allow me to use you for my art. You’d be a pretty good model. And I bet you’re good in bed too, I’d love a blowjob from that pretty mouth, un.”

    “She’s been through enough Deidara.”

    “You’re a party wrecker, Konan, did you know that?.”

    “I’ll take my leave now,Konan-senpai.” Sakura smiled. “Thank you for the company.” Standing up and moving towards the alley where all the rooms stayed, she made a decision.

    Knocking against the wooden door she waited for an answer that never came. Another sigh left her lips as she announced her entrance while moving out the dark brown barrier.

    “Itachi”

    In a second she was against the wall, angry red orbs staring at her.

    “It’s Uchiha, for you.” His voice came out as a growl.

    “I want to help you.” She was calm and decided. Even though her pounded hardly against her chest, the sentence came out firm and strong.

    “I don’t need anything from you, Haruno.”

    “I want to do it anyways.” Her smile was beautiful, serene, even with the hint of sadness clearly dirtying the beautiful green globes. “You’re not a monster, and I’ve treated you like one for so long.” Her left hand moved to his cheek, moving slowly in a soft caressing pattern. “It’ll be my own way to apologize.”

    “I don’t care about what you think of me.” His fingers held her throat a bit harder. “Are you dumb enough to not know that after I’ve told you multiple times? You’re only alive because we need you.”

    “I’m very well aware.” Her eyes still locked on his. “I think I can cure you, Itachi. Of your blindness, I mean. I want to.”

    “why.”

    “You know why.”

    “I don’t want nor need your pity.”

    “It has nothing to do with pity.”

    “It can get you kicked out of Konoha.”

    “Even I won’t remember it, they wouldn’t know.”

    “It’s a pretty easy guess.”

    “I’ll take the risk.” Her smile grew open, as he released her breath. “Sit down on the bed.”

    He obeyed, and she followed, standing in front of him.

    “You’ll need to release my chakra.”

    With a series of hand seals, he finished by slowly touching the palm of her hand,and she immediately felt her life force moving inside her again.

    “I’ll need to sit on you, or I won’t have a stable position.”

    No answer came.

    “I studied a bit of Kakashi’s sharingan during the last year I was there.” She was waiting for her body to stabilize and grow used to the sudden surge of energy.

    Slowly she sad on his lap, legs around his waist as both her hands reached for each temple.

    “You can’t move no matter what, or I may permanently blind you.”

    “I’m already almost there anyways.”

    “You can still see a bit?”

    “Just blurry shapes, gets a bit better when I activate the sharingan.”

    “We found out that the continued use of advanced levels of the Sharingan produces a chakra build-up inside some of the ridiculously small veins inside your eyes.” The Kunoichi whispered trying to map his eye structure in her mind, by moving the green-colored energy through it. “Tsunade-shishou and I believe we can expel it by pushing a bit of our own against it, it’s not permanent but it’ll completely clear it for a while, if we can find every affected vein. It won’t stop more chakra from piling up there though, and asking you not to use your Kekkei Genkai is the same thing as asking a cat to not sleep inside cardboard boxes.”

    “You haven’t tested it.”

    “I’m still pretty sure, and please don’t talk, I don’t want to rip something up and make your entire pupil as red as your damned sharingan.”

    “Hm.”

    “Will you close your eyes for me now? I finished mapping it and I’ll start the procedure, activate it for me too, but keep it closed until I tell you otherwise.”

    He obeyed.

    An hour passed as a gentle silence reigned inside the hot, small room.

    “Itachi?”

    “Hm.”

    “You can open your eyes now.”

--x--
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