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Why He Stayed	By : Phishouttawatta Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 2675 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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here it is...the next chappy. enjoy...please.
Chapter 3: In Which We Discover Leader Is Stunned
Sakura and Deidara sat at the kitchen table, waiting for their tea to heat. Sakura looked about the kitchen and listened, but heard nothing. There was probably no one else in the house besides herself and the blonde seated to her right.
"So, where is..." Sakura began, almost saying Itachi, but instantly correcting herself, "everyone else?"
"Itachi and Kisame went out on a mission a little while ago, and Tobi is…" he pause, "not sure, yeah. But I want to enjoy my peace and quiet for the time being, okay?" he said, with a dismissive flick of the wrist. Sakura's mouth formed a little "o" as she looked about her again, nodding to Deidara as thanks for the answer.
It was your average kitchen, nothing really out of the ordinary. Out of the house she was in, so far she had seen the attic-like room she had been staying in which was atop two, little flights of stairs, the long hallway on the second story, to the main stairs, and the hallway that led to the kitchen. She wondered how big the house was. The kitchen was in the back, Sakura determined. There were large sliding glass doors and the long windows that served as walls all along the wooden porch that ran along the length of the back of the house. The house was more tall than it was long. Out the windows she could see a large meadow, with tall, thin, green grass, then a line of trees. It was mid-autumn now, and even though the sun was shining, it was nippy outside, and Sakura was sure that if she went outside, she would probably be able to see her breath.
Sakura drummed her fingers, seemingly umcomfortable with the silence that ensued after Deidara's answer, so much jumped at the sound of the tea kettle's whistling, putting a hand over her skipping heart.
"Gees," she breathed, kicking herself for being so spastic that she was scared by a meer whistle of a tea kettle, something she heard everyday at least once. Deidara rose from the table with an amused look on his face, heading toward the stove, where he pored the tea into two cups. Sakura's cup was placed in front of her. She looked into it, watching the steam rise from the cup. She held it in her hands, swirling the liquid in the cup, watching the light move across surface of the tea. She always seemed to swirl her tea when she was in deep thought. It brought her back to that day.
Sakura swirled the tea in her cup out of habit. She sat on her rooftop with Ino, who sipped from her own mug. Sakura drew her blanket closer to her body. The weather was become cooler, signaling the arrive of autumn, and she sure felt it this night. She looked up at the sky, which was clear. There was a new moon in the sky, making the night dark, but the stars bright. Sakura gazed up at the milkyway and sipped her tea. She heard a sigh to her left.
"I wonder what Sasuke is up to right now," Ino mused with a dreamy, faraway voice. Unbeknownst to Sakura, Ino was trying to laso her into a conversation. She knew that Sakura thought of him often, and she could tell that was probably what was on her mind. After all, she was swirling her tea. She didn't have much to worry about as of late. If she could rule out Sasuke as cause for the deep thinking, than she could figure out what was really bothering Sakura, or she could just be giving her more to worry about.
Sakura glanced over at her friend. Sasuke? She hadn't thought of Sasuke for a long time. She wasn't sure what Ino was getting at. Sakura was sure that Ino loved someone else, because she would sometimes walk into the flower shop and see her best friend gazing at a flower, sighing sweetly, with a silly smile and slight blush on her face.
"Do you still like him, Ino?" Sakura asked. She didn't think Ino had gotten all swooney-wooney thinking about him of all people. Sakura remembered that in their old genin days, they would both get that way. But it had been years, and Sasuke had long since betrayed Konoha and joined Orochimaru's ranks.
"No, I was just thinking..." Ino started.
"Well don't. I prefer not to think of him. He betrayed his village, his team, he-" Sakura hugged her knees to her chest, "he betrayed me," she finished, whispering the last part.
"Don't you think you're being a little harsh? I mean, afterall, I could understand the feeling. Having something you want so bad, but it is so out of reach, and then finally, finallyhaving the opportunity to get what you want." Ino had long thought about the different reasons why Sasuke had left. She knew that he had wanted revenge, but against who, she didn't know. But she did know that whoever it was was a great deal more powerful than he. So Orochimaru, being the nice guy that he is, offered up some power to Sasuke. Trapped in weakness, Sasuke had accepted.
"There is no excuse in what he did. Why should I care about how harsh I'm being? He certainly didn't care about us," Sakura spat, turning away slightly from her best friend.
"He cared about you," the blonde said. Sakura spun toward her friend, looked at her, and snorted.
"Well, he did say goodbye to you, didn't he? He didn't say goodbye to anyone else," Ino observed. Sakura's eyes widened. That's right, he did say goodbye to her. He could have just kept walking, but he had disappeared from her vision and reappeared behind her, his smooth voice, low in her ear saying 'Thank you.'
But how could she forgive him for leaving the team, for putting them second? A team is family, dysfunctional as they were, and for Naruto and Sasuke, the only family they had. For Sakura, the only family that understood her. Though she had confessed her love and loyalty to her teammate, he never returned the sentiment. She guessed that was why she couldn't forgive him. He would never love her back, nor show her the trust and loyalty she had so openly and easily shown him. Oh well. She had accepted that. So, just this once...
"I'll forgive him, just this once," and she sipped her tea.
"It's not poisoned, yeah," she heard a deep voice across from her say. Sakura snapped out of her reverie and gave a small apologetic smile.
"Oh. Gomen, that's not, I didn't think it was. It's a bit of a habit. I was just...thinking," Sakura explained.
"About what," Deidara asked, "or maybe whom." Sakura looked up at him, a devilish smile on his handsome features. She rolled her eyes.
'How come everyone always thinks I'm thinking about someone?'
"Actually, I was wondering where we are," she said. Deidara sipped his tea, set it down, and looked at Sakura and proceded to say evenly,
"I would tell you, but I would have to kill you, yeah." Sakura paused mid sip to look over the rim of her cup to see the still serious expression Deidara gave her.
'He's gotta be pulling my leg,' she thought, and yet, his expression didn't change. Suddenly, a wicked smile broke on his face. Sakura let her breath that she had been holding and tried to nonchalantly laugh it off.
"You should have seen your face, Sakura. Your eyes were as wide as saucers, yeah," Deidara said giving her a quick wink.
"May I ask you why, Sakura?" Sakura opened to mouth to answer, but was interrupeted when she suddenly felt a chill up her spine, followed by an extreme heat.
She turned. There stood Itachi and Kisame. The chill had been when they opened the sliding glass door, and the heat must of been from Itachi's eyes which were glued to her, or maybe it was Kisame's glare.
"Why?" Kisame's rough voice intervened, "So you can run back to your precious Konoha and tell your whole village where Akatsuki is stationed?" As he spoke, he advanced on Sakura, gripping the handle of his Samehada which was slung over his shoulder.
Sakura took a calm sip of her tea, and looked up at him, giving him a chilling glare of her own. She didn't just earn medicine from her Shishou; she also inherrited her temper and talent for making many a ninja pee their pants with the right look.
A new voice was heard, this time at the opposite end of the kitchen.
"I don't think that's what Sakura meant. She is good, just like Tobi. Tobi is a good boy, and Sakura is a good girl." Sakura turned to see who she assumed to be Tobi standing in the doorway that connected the kitchen to the rest of the house. Kisame looked up to glare at Tobi in annoyance, as if to say, 'Why the hell are you taking her side?' Sakura took this opportunity to speak for her self.
"I wanted to know because I am certain that you do not want me just to hang out here. I eventually need to go home, but thanks for the idea," she said, raising her tea cup in a sort of toast.
"Why you little.." Kisame started, but was stopped when he heard Itachi clear his throat. Kisame took it for what is was: a warning, and let out a chuckle to himself, almost void of any humor, and strode with a long gait passed the table, passed Sasori, and headed upstairs.
"You are not permitted to leave yet," Itachi spoke shortly. He gave a glance at her face, then at the Akatsuki cloak she wore, and then also proceeded to leave the kitchen, heading upstairs. Sakura's temper flared. Who was he to tell her what she could or could not do? Her lips were parted, and she began to raise to her feet, when Deidara caught the sleeve of his cloak she wore and pulled her back down.
"It's not Itachi's fault. Leader has not given us his decision of what he wants us to do with you yet. I think he's a little bit...stunned...for lack of a better word, that Itachi brought you back, yeah," he attempted to explain. Sakura sat back down, her fiery temper brought down to a small simmer.
She complied to sitting down, angrily gulping her tea.
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