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Innocence	By : Night_Being Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 10533 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Warnings: ANGST, Fingering, M/F, Minor2, Rape, Work In Progress

Ten days!
It had already been ten damn days since the Uchiha incident, and the Hokage found herself with empty hands once again. Every day she pursued everyone in her reach to go and find Itachi. Not like they needed to be forced to do that, but still… She wanted her answers and since she wasn't much of a patient person, she demanded them now! Yet, despite all the effort, the result remained the same. Nothing! It was like he disappeared from the surface of the earth. But what made the situation ever worse… he had the nerve and took her own apprentice along with him.
It took three long days until they realized, that the person claiming to be Sakura was just some random Itachi's accomplice with rather useful Kekkei Genkai. At first they were going through all the possibilities why would someone like Itachi Uchiha let himself be captured and then promptly escape without no real damage behind. Of course, except the many shinobi he managed to kill during his pursuit. But when Shikamaru smartly pointed out that it might have been all just a diversion, to have them search for ways how he get out of the village, when being so tightly observed, rather than what or whom he managed to take with him, it was too late. And since it first looked like nobody was missing, she – Tsunade – herself, although now knowing her wrong decision, had firstly examined all the hidden storages of scrolls and secret information about the village. And it was all only by a lucky accident that Hinata used her Byakugan during the search and Sakura's impersonator was nearby. If that didn't happen, they would still be poking their noses through the never-ending piles of papers containing more or less useful info about Konoha. How naïve and stupid she felt…
She had nothing!
Despite the fact that she had two ANBU units chase after Itachi during the very night he escaped and later on let Kakashi and his ninja hounds work their miracles, it looked like Itachi Uchiha and Sakura Haruno evaporated from the land itself. How that was possible, she didn't know. Although the endless abilities of the eldest living Uchiha were well known, she had never even dared to imagine that his skills would reach this high and surpass even her worst nightmares.
So right now, the only option left, was to consider every possible motive he could have to abduct an innocent little girl. Work out each possible direction his steps could lead to and accept the chance that Sakura might be lost forever. Which was, however, a fact that Tsunade refused to believe in. Let the two old geezers tear their falling hair out with anger if it would make them shut up. She wasn't prepared to leave someone so important for the village behind just like that. Being the Hokage gave her big opportunity to immobilize every unit in her reach, only to make them turn The Land of Fire and its neighbors upside down if necessary.
She would find Sakura and she would find her unharmed and if it was to be otherwise, she would make sure that Itachi or even the whole Akatsuki were going to be crying out for their mothers when she was done with them.
"Shizune!" Her powerful voice echoed throughout the whole building.
The black haired woman nervously slipped into the Hokage's office. "Y-yes, milady?"
"Call Shikamaru and Kakashi once more! We need to discuss our next moves!" Letting her fist meet the huge wooden table, she confirmed her order.
"Yes," Shizune hastily bowed and left the room in a search for someone to be sent after the two surely busy working shinobi.
They have to be somewhere! Tsunade thought to herself when placing her elbows on the desk and with a deep frown expected the closed door opposite to be opened soon.

The ship landed in much smaller harbor than from which it set. It was the middle of the day and the narrow jetty was swarming with people – chatting, laughing and cheering. Sakura stood at the edge of the deck and couldn't help but smile while observing all the life around her. But the small town build from hard indigo stones wasn't the first thing that caught her eye. Right after she raised her sight from the fuzz under them, her lips parted in amazed awe as she was staring high up the sky. Except, there was almost no sky visible. The view was all covered with a huge mountains with rocks colored in rich blue, towering over the small town like a silent guardians.
"You've never been in the Land of Iron, have you?" Itachi's calm voice blew around gently when her traveling companion appeared at her side. Sakura promptly closed her mouth and shyly looked down.
"No," she hesitantly whispered her answer, although she didn't have to say anything, it was clear as a day.
When she woke up this morning, alone, something felt different. Something changed. She remembered very well how his breath waddle her to sleep when his arms held her tightly. And however she despised that new realization, she enjoyed it, somehow. Maybe a little embarrassed at first, but still unable to chase away the intimate impression from their position.
They were so close and it was so natural, like he was just a man and she was his girl. His… Sakura frowned over that thought. The image of her body giving itself to Itachi was still too new, too painful, too humiliating. How could she? Was her mind really that weak and her desires so strong? She was a ninja, always faithful to her village and yet, the warmth and tickling in her stomach every time he was close… it was… Overwhelming. Unbearable.
Nothing less could describe the cursed effect he held over her. One half of her brain wanted to slap him and run away, as far as she could, and the other part – she called it the dark part – wanted nothing else but to submit to his touch. Let his hot breath cloud her mind and take her high and deep into the forbidden world he lived in. It was so twisted. She felt like being torn in two. And hated it! But the more her sane part loathed it, the more her corrupted half reveled in it. She wished to scream. Loudly! And hit something. Hard!
The voices of people from her village resonated in her head. Like echoes of her consciousness. Sakura closed her eyes tightly, trying helplessly to stop them, to let her be. To take away the pain in her chest as she was so much trying to swallow the itching urges floating violently through her flesh.
I thought I taught you better than this. You're a disappointment to our village. How could you, Sakura?
She could imagine all the angry and sad faces down the road, Kakashi sensei, lady Tsunade, Naruto. She let them down. All of them. Including herself.
And then, there was the other voice. It didn't really said anything, but it made her feel similar to how she thought Ino felt, when her excited eyes roamed over the older shinobi in the village, like Izumo and Kotetsu. Sakura had to admit, they were… well… She didn't really know what they were, except older and probably skillful with girls, but it wasn't like they would ever laid their eyes on a child.
And still… she wasn't a child anymore, was she? She grew up and it was so quick that she wasn't able to realize it until Itachi told her, until he made her realize it. There was no turning back. Then why she only wanted to curl into a ball and cry her heart out?
"We're here." His soft voice made her gulp and lightly twitch. But she had no intention to let him know her miserable state, so she just nodded, because her tone wouldn't be steady at this point.
They got off the ship and she followed Itachi's red cloud of the Akatsuki robe through the crowd gathering in the streets. Quickly proceeding away from all the people Sakura couldn't stop the nagging of suspicion in her stomach. She didn't want to be anywhere alone with him. It was much safer with all the eyes around. Watching them, guarding them… her.
"Are you heading to the mountains?"
She returned her confused gaze back in front of her and hastily stopped the distracted pace almost hitting Itachi's back. He was talking with some man standing next to a carriage. She took the time to look around and noticed a bunch of girls gazing in their direction, blushing and giggling. At first she promptly glanced over her own dress, was she wearing something inappropriate? Or did she had a dirty stain on the while cloak? She frowned and returned her attention back to the rude pack of impolite women. And then it hit her. They weren't looking at her, not in the slightest. They probably didn't even registered her presence. And all that because they were obviously too busy glancing over Itachi.
He was rather handsome man, alright, not like Sasuke, but… Sakura raised her eyes to check if his headband with the symbol of missing nin wasn't too visible, but it wasn't. Not like a bunch of silly girls would care. Yet, she suddenly found herself unable to tear her eyes of him as well. Was he always this beautiful? For a second she felt like seeing him for the first time. He looked different in the bright light of the sun. The two stripes of raven hair perfectly framing his face, those deep onyx eyes, focused on the dialog with the carriage rider, his alluring lips moving slightly as he talked with his always polite tone. Oh, she remembered those lips and the tongue behind them, and also all the things he could do with them. A blow of wind made some of his velvet hair wave, but his fingers caught them before they could reach his eyes. Those eyes, bordered with long black lashes.
And was he always so much taller than her? He appeared so… man-like. No wonder those girls blushed. Sakura felt her cheeks fill with redness as well. What would Ino say if she saw him? Would she be jealous that he might actually prefer her – Sakura – rather normal girl over all the other women?
Captivating.
The word resonated in her ears. Was it a good thing? Or a bad thing? She wasn't really sure, because the only one granting her compliments was always only Rock Lee, calling her all the strange names. Which were cute, sometimes, but it still seemed so childish. Yet, Itachi's choice of words confused her, why couldn't he settle with something simpler? Like beautiful? And why she was thinking about this so much? Not like she actually cared about his interest in her.
Darn it, why she felt so hot again? Was it the warm hand holding hers? Or the gentle voice? Or Itachi's onyx eyes tied upon her broody frown? Of course, his eyes!
Sakura felt her cheeks burn and promptly ripped her arm from his delicate fingers, pining her gaze deep into the ground. With the corner of her eye she peeked onto his studying look. Spying her, figuring out her intentions, her thoughts and her feelings. She didn't like where this was going.
"What?" she snapped and returned his stare with full force. He frowned, then lazily looked around. His stare fell upon the flock of girls. They all reacted immediately and seductively waved at him, giggling and smiling. He didn't move a muscle, remaining true to his ever standoffish features.
Sakura rolled her eyes with annoyance. "Are we going already?" Stupid girls.
"Would you like me to kiss you?" he asked, calmly, but with an obvious teasing undertone.
She twitched. What? A kiss? No!
"No!" was her immediate reaction. He still stared at her, waiting for her mind to change. But she wasn't going to… well, maybe… "I mean… why? Eh…" She felt the blood fill her cheeks even more and bit on her lower lip. This was so awkward and humiliating.
She noticed a touch on her chin and her head was raised up. Before she managed to do something, a pair of soft lips landed on hers, giving her the most delicate peck that sent shivers through all her body. Instinctively closing her eyes, she returned that light brush of tenderness and gently moaned when firework exploded in her belly.
"If those were boys, I would probably had to kill them," he whispered still so close that she felt his hot breath all over her mouth and neck. Her eyes widened in surprise when he straightened up. She gazed at him, unable to speak for a moment.
"W-well of course. You're not into boys," her mouth babbled unexpectedly and she immediately regretted that idiotic comment. Closing her eyes in shame. What the hell Sakura? You should seriously reconsider your intelligence! Her inner self was ruthless. But why was he suddenly acting this way? She threw her puzzled glance back at him. Widening her lids once again as she found him in a lightly amused smirk. The world was turning upside down and she must have jumped into some crazy genjutsu. There was no other explanation.
"That's not what I meant," he said and returned to his cold gaze. Itachi turned towards the man preparing their carriage. "Everything ready?"
Was this happening? Or was she still dreaming? She resisted the urge to pinch herself and hesitantly accepted the offered hand, helping her hop on the carriage. He was acting so weird. Although she would normally appreciate this nice behavior from someone else, coming from Itachi it only crept her out.
And not only that… But the way she drowned in the kiss left her outrageous. Unforgivable weakness! This wasn't the right way for a proper kunoichi to behave. He surely had some other motives, he must have! This finally made her rise her guard and her face deformed into a deep frown. The carriage bumped on the rocky path up into the sharp indigo mountains.
So now you want to be a proper kunoichi? She could almost see the mocking face of the "other Sakura".
Better late than never, right? She sighed. The other Sakura was right, as always, but she still had a chance. She didn't blew it totally. Maybe if she was going to be smart enough and play along for a while, he would lower his guard and then she would have the chance to…
You're hopeless!
STOP IT! Her mind shrieked and she visibly noticed her consciousness roll its eyes.
You won't run, you know it!
And what makes you think that?
Damn it! It's so obvious! You like being near him! You're just too scared to accept it!
Well even if… you and I are the same! Which means that YOU like him too!
No, I don't!
Yes, you do!
NO!
Shit, now I'm arguing even with myself. I truly am hopeless.
Told you…
Shut up.
An annoyed buzz came inadvertently through her lips and she forced her thoughts to stop for a moment to give her a second of blissful silence. She knew Itachi noticed and was measuring her all over again. Sitting in the carriage on the opposite side, strolling his dark eyes over her face, analyzing her. Probably knowing everything about the inner fight, like he always did. She pierced him with her most hateful look, boldness returning to her as the rage was taking over her mind. Wishing for nothing else but to be able to punch him in that stoic face, she clenched her fists. Damn him! And all his plans! She no longer cared about his intentions because she much more wanted to gather some will-power and beat the crap out of him like before. Yes, good old times…
He could hardly hold a smirk as he clearly saw through her stubborn frown. She was probably having one of those inner struggles of hers. He liked how innocent she looked while her head was spinning overboard, steam almost rising from her bright pink hair. He enjoyed this state mainly because it was so much fun to rub her of the courage she always gathered during this time. Make her shatter and submit.
He didn't know how it was possible but every time she started to think too much, when she was angry at herself, or when he did something that shocked her. She fell into that raging state and childishly bit her lower lip, only to prevent her cheeks from blushing. Which didn't work, of course. But the more hot-headed she came to be, the harder was the fall back into his hands and the deeper she drowned in the lust that she so much tried to suppress.
Although he sometimes felt bad for doing this to her, the temptation was too huge. And it wasn't like he was actually hurting her, was it? Or was it that he chose to be blind towards the pain he put her through with those games of anger against desire? Anyway, it was too late for both of them, because as much as Sakura was being consumed by him, he let himself be devoured by her. Willingly. Not like it would last for too long, since he wouldn't be alive for long. How ironic…
Itachi choke a sarcastic chuckle and turned his gaze away from the girl slowly filling with wrath which he intended to eat up the moment she would give him an opportunity.

The inn was small. So small that Sakura actually questioned if it even was an inn. But as she looked closer, she realized that there was probably more to the building than met the eye. The builders had to be creative while sticking so many rooms among two walls of hard stone ravine. Yet, how she soon realized, it was because what looked like the first floor was actually the very top of a nice cozy spa. With two other floors going down the hill and hot springs steaming right under them. Rich blue color of the rocks and dark cinnamon of the wood corresponded with the always green foliage and brightly pink flowers starting to bloom as the spring was promptly coming. Maybe more slowly to the north areas, but it didn't take away anything of its beauty.
She waved to the carriage rider and followed Itachi inside the main hall. It was small, and if there wasn't a rather large group of people saying goodbye to the chipper receptionist, she would have probably noticed the narrow stream of hot water pouring out of the inner rock garden and then promptly disappearing somewhere to the gap in the floor. The people looked rather relaxed and granted them warm smiles and polite bows on their way out. The main hall emptied and Itachi approached the woman. She looked at him, her smile gradually disappearing. Sakura didn't like the funny look she gave them, but then it seemed like she finally remembered and stretched her lips into a welcoming grin. It wasn't as honest as before, though.
"Rooms are ready, we've made sure that there will be no-one disturbing your stay," she bowed, took a bag from behind her desk and promptly left the building.
Sakura gazed at her leaving figure, then back at Itachi with her lips slightly parted. She must have been dreaming. What the hell was happening right now? Expecting him to already know her question she only waited for the desired answer.
"You need to heal yourself properly. Your chakra is still weak and the shoulder will also take some time before reaching its one hundred percent."
He was right, she couldn't argue with that. Her back gave her a hard time, occasionally. Not something she couldn't handle easily though. But, damn it, why they were staying here all by themselves, with no personal and no other guests?
"And I don't like too many people around. They annoy me," he added when she closed her mouth and instead of a shocked awe gave him a frown.
"That's just great, I'm pleased that you can stand me around!" she uttered ironically and folded her arms on her chest.
"Go pick a room, I'll bring you something to eat. The dining room is downstairs."
Leaving no space for arguing he disappeared on the stairs and left her gazing onto the setting sun. Like with a mathematical calculation, the golden ball was right in the middle of the two stone walls the inn lied between, creating another romantic and breathtaking view. But she was getting sick of this, he was obviously using her soft feminine sides to his advantage. It was a cliché, old and rusty. Getting them alone to this beautiful, relaxing place, preparing her dinner and them what? Fooling her with drinks and seductive touches…
How stupid did he think she was? Stupid enough to trust him after he saved her from rape, maybe. Stupid enough to let him take care of her, few times… to feed her, dress her, well, okay… to seduce her… once, oh wait, twice? Or three times? No, kisses didn't count! And then she managed to stop him that time… so yes, only once! Right! She wasn't so naïve to let him near her any more than was necessary. It was dangerous. Too dangerous.
She turned around and hesitantly glanced at the promising exit. Double door, only slide them open and run away. But run where? Back to the harbor? Without money? She could try to steal some from him, since he seemed like having plenty, but still. How far could she actually get? Let's be honest, she wasn't even nearly as skilled as Itachi, so finding her would probably be the last problem for him and the first one for her. Since the punishment would be inevitable.
Punishment. The dark part of her shivered over that word and Sakura couldn't help but held up a disgusted grin. What happened to the innocent little girl who used to live there? She asked, unbelievably shaking her head.
The sun flashed one of its last beams of light into the reception room and Sakura felt as her body was slowly filling with new wave of hope. As far as possible! Keep the distance! Don't provoke! That's what she was going to do. Nothing can destroy this little plan. She was sure of it. This was one of the great moments of being a ninja, the feeling of a steady strategy, perfectly prepared and safely secured. With a new sparkle she went down to examine the other rooms and choose the one most distant from Itachi's.
Unfortunately, after going through all the bedrooms – nine in total, three on each floor – she bitterly realized, that he probably hadn't settled in one of them, yet. So she just let her cloak in the last one and decided to change it if he was to live too close. She also noticed that every floor contained one extra space, on the first was the reception hall, on the second was something similar to a living room and as she soon found out, the dining room along with the kitchen was in the last.
As she walked the hall with sliding doors on both sides, she figured that it would probably be the way towards the two natural hot springs parted with a tall wooded wall. Probably to insure that perverts like Master Jiraiya wouldn't bother women during the bathing. Rather a thoughtful idea.
"The food is ready, you have chosen the last room, I assume?" Itachi looked at her before kneeling down to the low table.
Sakura nodded, not really surprised by his observation and joined him on the other side of the table. It was unbelievable how he could always prepare the food without a single flaw. He couldn't possibly have time to prepare all of it. Maybe some, but definitely not all.
Well, not like he's pulling it out of his ass. She chuckled.
Itachi raised his gaze from the plate. "What is so amusing?"
"Nothing." She shook her head and continued to choose among the different types of sushi.
"Do I have to beg you? I'd like to hear something entertaining as well." He put away his chopsticks and reached for the cup of tea.
Was he really trying for a polite conversation? How thoughtful…
"You don't laugh," she spat and frowned, not very interested in his measuring black gaze.
"Maybe I would, if you told me what-"
"Itachi! Don't!" she interrupted him harshly. "I'm not here on a vacation, please remember that. If you wish to keep a conversation, either tell me how long we're staying here or what are your future plans, otherwise… don't bother."
The warmth disappeared from his eyes. "It's a shame and here I thought we were getting along quite nicely." Something foul resonated in his tone. Although he kept the flow of his voice steady and calm as always, she already figured out the undertones he used when pleased or, like in this case, irritated.
"I'm not scared of you anymore." She followed his movements and put down her chopsticks, returning him the straight cold look. She had to admit that her heart trembled, but there was still a whole table between them, which gave her at least a little courage. He couldn't just touch her and broke the restored will-power she managed to collect along the long way up to the hills.
One single touch? Was it really enough to crack her? Better if she wouldn't know for now.
"About a week," he answered after several minutes of staring contest.
Sakura let out a light sigh. She was already scratching from her last reserves. One second longer and she would have to acknowledge defeat and lower her eyes.
"Fine," she agreed without arguing and slowly started consuming her food.
She has grown. There was no doubt about it. He was pleased, more than pleased. Sakura Haruno – she had no idea how much she interested him. How exquisite she was. He reveled in every single glance at her. So full of life, so sparkling, so strong and captivating. Her moods switched every second, she could be innocent as a newborn lamb and one minute later, she was able to rip someone's heart out. Although probably not literally.
Itachi was only glad that he got the chance to meet her during this state and even more he appreciated that he could be the one to help her mature. Because the change going within her right now was… No. He had no proper words for that. There wasn't a word powerful enough for the energy that radiated out of her right now and there probably never be.
Could it be? Was it possible that he actually had the pleasure to meet her, even at the brink of his life? Who would have though… such an irony. It would be that much harder to tell her his future plan, because he felt, that the bond they currently shared, would grow only deeper.
"Would you mind?" Her big jade eyes pierced him. "It's not very polite to stare at people when they're eating."
"Does it make you so uncomfortable?"
Damn it. Why did he had to question everything she said? "Well… yes," she admitted hesitantly.
He had that weird look again. It made her belly squirm and she slowly grew to hate it. But only because it brought her this unpleasant shivering and uncertainty. One moment he seemed deadly as a predator examining his prey and the other she felt her bones melting. And yet… his face remained unchanged. The only difference could be observed in his onyx eyes. Which meant she actually had to share a look for longer than few seconds to figure out his current thoughts. At least a little. And it took too much of her will to manage that eye contact.
"If you won't stop, I'm taking the food to my room." Lowering her gaze she was about to grab her plate and walk away.
"I have an offer for you."
She froze in the middle of her move. One palm propped onto the table, ass half lifted and fingers of the other hand seizing the edge of a full plate. For a moment she had him think that she was wavering. Although she was too curious to just walk away without figuring out what offer he had for her.
"Okay, I'm listening." As calmly as she possibly could, she seated herself. But her mind was already raging. Is he going to reveal his master plan? Or at least a part of it?
"You may ask me one Yes or No question a day on which I'm obliged to answer honestly. Whatever the question," he announced and awaited her reaction.
"Where is the catch?" she fired immediately.
"I will be able to do the same."
She expected as such.
"And the rest of the day? We won't be speaking at all? Or you will be avoiding all the other questions? And how can I trust that you simply won't lie? I'm sure it wouldn't be so hard for you."
For what she know, he could be bluffing right now.
"Have I ever tried to lie to you?"
No, he didn't. Probably. There were some questions she had on him, but was hesitant to ask, since she knew he would probably avoided the answer. But if he would be obliged to tell her, she could drag some useful information from him. Although, he would be able to do the same.
"Does this day count?"
He was thinking for a while. Maybe he didn't expect her to be this bold about it. But after all, what more she could lose to him?
He nodded. "Yes."
"And what if the question will be too much and one of us will attempt to lie?"
This possibility was still in the air.
"I know when you're lying, Sakura. And you will simply have to trust me."
Ha! So this was his master plan. Wrap her mind around a silly trusting game. She would have to consider every question and observe him very tightly. She would know if he tries to lie. That was absolute!
"Fine then," she finally agreed.
Set of stupid question ran through her head. Very similar to those that were asked during a teenage games after a nightfall. She smirked over that though and the image of his stunned face if she was to ask him how many women he kissed or something similar and dumb. But she chased that away as it was a mere distraction. Yet still… was she going to drag some information about the Akatsuki from him? Or rather his former plan with her? Or his intentions? Or feelings? Well, she might as well start with the basics.
"I have my question." She raised her broody gaze. Itachi just sat there and stared at her, waiting. She took a deep breath… Here goes nothing.
"Did someone order you to take me from the village?"
Although there was small possibility, she still had to consider that there was someone else behind his plan. Like the Akatsuki wanting her for something, blackmail, or whatever. She bit on her lower lip, expecting the answer.
"No." To make his statement true he shook his head. He spoke the truth, she was sure. No Akatsuki would make him drag her from Konoha all the way here only to make her trust him. But being one hundred percent sure was still better than nothing.
Sakura took her plate, shared one last straight look with Itachi and stood up from the table. Heading to the door.
His voice stopped her. "Sakura."
She closed her eyes in resignation and then hesitantly turned around. Already knowing that she wasn't be able to escape his own question after all.
"Would you like me to pay you a visit tonight?"
Her mouth went dry. Eyes widened.
It felt like a punch right under her ribs. Despite her will, her whole body worked against her, failing her with every drop of sweat forming on her skin. Heart started racing and the palm with the dish was gradually growing shaky. She squeezed it, desperately trying to hold it still. But when a triumphal smirk flashed on his lips, her breath trembled. The plate fell. It shattered on the ground, the pieces of porcelain and food scattered around her feet, just like her pride.
Was it too late? Did he know? Or was she going to be able to convince him that the reaction, she unwillingly gave, was from the fear of another night spent with him. For a moment she felt like throwing up, realizing that her true answer would be yes. But why? She didn't want it to be yes… she wanted to say no! To stay away from him! If she had the time to think about it, she would be able to say no, calmly and it would be true at some level. But he caught her completely unprepared.
It took too long.
Her jaw clenched. She was too stubborn to say the truth and too scared to lie. And he was just sitting there, watching her. Analyzing? No… Knowing! By that point her whole body was visibly trembling and her belly was filled with thousand sparkles, traveling along her sides to her spine and back.
Sakura opened her mouth… head completely washed under the unbearable pressure of the explosion in her mind. "No…" It was almost undetectable and the moment she let that sinful syllable leave her lips, she almost burst into tears. Watching as Itachi slightly tugged up one corner of his mouth seemed to take hours. There was absolutely no chance that he would actually believe that lie.
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