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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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Another chapter begins now, I hope you guys enjoy it, this one is a bit longer than the ones you’re used to, I guess I have more time to work on them now.

For the reviews, It may be annoying but I like to Thank everyone for the love and worry you’ve been showering me with, even the smallest, simplest review, it’s one of the things that’s keeping me up and running. I mean it, thank you, If you don’t like to read them, feel free to skip it straight to the story!

THIS CHAPTER HAS HEAVY CONTENT ALL THROUGH IT, IT’LL BE A FEW CHAPTERS TILL THE NEXT HEAVY ONES SO… Please enjoy it, I did my best and I’ll keep on trying to improve, I hope it’s good for your satisfaction.

thestarcrossed - I’ll give my all to this story, that I can promise, I’m not a native english speaker, and I’ve been using it to learn, I expect each chapter to be better, to each chapter be more detailed and immersive.

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Any mistakes / improvements you have to tell me, please do, I’m learning and I’d love to continue it.

Chapter 7 - Feel this moment / Pitbull

One day when the light is glowing
I'll be in my castle golden
But until the gates are open
I just want to feel this moment

“I’ve been a bit busy, I’m sorry I took so long to return.” While gently touching her face with the palm of his hands he watched as her face grew a light shade of pink, the tip of his fingers caressed her lips almost as if in slow motion, the girl couldn’t move, eyes glued to each other and her heart beating out of her chest. With a mocking smile he whispered “Aren’t you going to offer me something to drink?”

With a small “Oh”, the girl moved back a bit, trying to breathe. “Some wine, Sake? Or would you like some water again?”

“Water is fine, thank you”

--x--

Sakura felt extremely confused beside that man, the way he talked, how he slightly touched her body, even the smallest brush of his fingers would send her body on fire and in a way, her mind kept repeating

He’s not Sasuke

He’s not Sasuke.

But her body couldn’t stay away.

“How is life here treating you?” The man asked, with a worried tone that hid a bit of a comical sight.

“It’s not exactly what I expected to do with my life but… I manage okay”

“And what did you expect?”

It was that moment when she knew she fucked up.

“I… I used to work in a flower shop with my mom.” She blabbed the first thing that came to her mind. “My dad messed with the wrong people so.. My mom is now gone and I’ve been sold here.”

His frown conveyed that he was sad at her story, but his eyes, his eyes showed her that he knew it was bullshit, he knew she was lying and she didn’t know why, yet she didn’t mind it.

“Have you met anyone better than me?” His smirk was playful and confident.

Her blood moved straight up to her cheeks, red as a tomato she mumbled, trembling in her own words. “No, no! Of course not, Ta-Chan! I mean…” She was clearly nervous and gagging. “You’re a hard act to follow, you were my first client. I actually waited for you to return, I… Really enjoyed your company, but after a while I thought you would never come back”.

Her palms were sweaty and she pressed them nervously against her knee.

The man just stared at her for what felt like minutes, until she felt his hand moving to touch hers and freeze her body.

“Look at me Dahlia”

She heard his order but he couldn’t move, her mind was everywhere, a thousand thoughts per minute, she couldn’t focus on a single world or action going through her head, the pink-haired kunoichi could face enemies ten thousand times stronger than her and come out victorious with just one punch, she could risk her life for her friends, she could handle man touching and almost defiling her, but that man, that man terrified her, it terrified her more than Sasuke’s face on that day, the day she lost him. Sakura didn’t notice when his hand moved to her chin, slowly forcing her eyes to meet his.

“I’m jealous of all the other men that got to touch you” Itachi kicked himself in his mind, stuck between pride and confusion, his heart knew that was wrong, it knew he didn’t need all that to complete his mission, while his head praised him in a way to make him forget the pain, lying to make him believe that was all an act. You’re a great actor, Uchiha. She’s falling straight into your control.

“No one has ever got even close to match the feelings in me that you created in me with just that single kiss” That was Inner taking over her mind for a while, she’d never EVER say that in her right state of mind, the girl used every single cell in her body to hide the surprise of her own statement.

What the fuck am I doing.

Itachi dragged her face closer to his and whispered in her ears, close enough she could feel his breath in her neck, goosebumps hit her, her short body hair instantly stood up in pleasure and he felt her breathing betray her. “Should I make you feel that again?”

Her hands moved to the man’s chest, fingers grabbing the fabric of his dark shirt.

“You’re the master here… Ta-Chan”

I didn’t know I could talk like that. - Was the only thing that reached her mind before it all went blank, she didn’t have the time to even feel embarrassed at her own words when his lips crushed hers, his free hands moved to her waist, carefully bringing her a little bit closer, but the small girls hands gripped the collar of his shirt and pulled a bit, he clearly understood the message, gluing their bodies together.

He’s not Sasuke

Her hands instantly moved to his back and released his low ponytail so she could freely grab his hair, pulling it down whenever her breath faltered.

You’re betraying Sasuke, he’s the man of our life.

Ignoring the third conscience she never knew she had, that was insistently trying to guilt her away when she moaned against his lips in result of the way his hands tightened its grip placed on her girly, toned waist, Itachi weakly bit her lower lip, her moan opening up enough space for him to slip his tongue inside, he felt his member throb against his own clothing, they started inside themselves a battle of dominance, he wanted to control her, make her falter against his body and let him dominate her completely, hear her sigh his name, while she tried her best to meet his expectation, he’d think she was good at pleasuring men with her body, she was supposed to, right? But the way he kissed her was completely new, she tried to match his movements and make him feel the same way she did, immersed at the feelings they brought each other. Sakura never in her life felt the want to respond a kiss so fervently, whenever she imagined what her relationship with Sasuke would be, she didn’t know how she’d feel when he ravished her mouth, she knew he was going to be aggressive, but not like that, not affecting her so badly, at that time she didn’t know anything about the feelings someone else could give her body, but that exceed her expectations by a LOT, in a way she’d never ever felt possible, feeling that much pleasure at a single kiss.

Every time she got excited with another client, every time she was forced to stimulate her own body in that dreadful place, they didn’t match that kiss. It didn’t even come close.

You’re making a mistake

After what felt like an hour they released their lips, looking for air, eyes glued while Sakura panted against his chest made him even more excited, every time he felt her chest frantically moving up and down his control disappeared more and more, and when his hand aggressively tightened against her hip again, their body glued back together faster than she thought was possible, and she’s seen some really fast people in her life.

He’s not Sasuke

She allowed her Ta-chan to slowly lower her back to the bench they were sitting on, all Sakura could hear was how they breaths matched together, how they melted perfectly into each others hands.

Let go of him, you’re going too deep.

Right now, don’t give a shit - Sakura's true mind replied, harshly

You’re going to regret it.

She knew she was going to regret it, but at that moment she didn’t care. As he moved and sat between her legs, moving them up to hold around his own waist and feel her properly, his hot and completely hard member brushed against her most sensitive spot under the thin fabric of her underwear, one that was twitching in need of attention, her nails tore the skin of his back, creating half-moon marks that were almost close enough to bleed, she was really strong after all, she couldn’t control it, or even notice the strength she used to hold him close, the hand on her thighs pressed it harder, trying to feel her even deeper, closer, better. She moaned against his mouth and he moved his other hand to press her hips harshly again, it’d definitely leave a clear mark the next day, his mouth moved to her neck, placing open-mouthed kisses in her skin and unconsciously leaving his mark her, he couldn't handle it anymore, his hand moved up to her covered breast, pressing and moving against it, sometimes giving attention to the nipples that hardened against the cloth, rotating it under his fingertips, and sometimes crushing her whole bosom against his hand, she enjoyed the pain, he felt it, he knew it, she enjoyed and moaned every time he pressed his hands harder against her front, her waist, her thighs. She wanted more. He wanted more, the feel of her breath against his neck and ear every time she moaned, every time she panted after not even knowing she was holding her breath at all, slowly and provocatively the hand in her breasts moved down, forcefully opening a small opening a hole in her kimono so he could caress her wet folds against her undergarments, they had completely lost themselves in their pleasure, their lust, the need to merge their bodies, when his hands touched the fabric he felt it dripping, he felt it twitch, asking for him. Without any fear he moved it aside to touch her bare skin, finding and moving his finger against her clit, she held her breath and felt something she never felt pleasure like that, it was nothing like their kiss, it was pure raw pleasure moving up her spine into her whole body.

When his fingers moved inside her opening to feel her thighness, to imagine how it would feel to ravish it with his hot, huge pulsating rod, she couldn’t handle but moan higher, to scream his name, asking for him, for more, for everything he could give her, every drop of raw pleasure yet to come.

“I want you.” She whispered between moans, his member throbbed, hard. He looked deep in her eyes, never breaking that connection as he moved his hand to his pants, moving it down to release his huge phallus, the girl looked down and met a really hard, long and thick penis, the base was the same color of his skin, fair and silky… The mushroom in the top was pinker, a bit darker than her slight blush whenever she was embarrassed, her hands moved to his face, softly caressing it. “Make me yours.”

The tip of his cock met her core, brushing up and down against it before pressing it in slowly, but as soon as the tip went it the girl moaned his name, a mix of intense pleasure and pain. “Ta-chan!” She bit his neck to hold back the sounds of her pleasure.

He froze the moment the small pain of her bite hit him and suddenly his conscience came back and hit his mind stronger than any physical blow he ever felt, his member twitched halfway inside her when he quickly let her go and raised his back, missing her heat around him, she felt so right.

She’s just a mission. And as quickly as they joined their bodies, he stood up. Holding his breath, he couldn’t get himself to look at Sakuras face.

What the fuck am I doing.

When they were younger he’s spend a lot of his time watching her and his brother play after school, she fascinated him, her smiles, the gracious way she moved, and sometimes when she’d hug the younger Uchiha he’d find himself wishing it was him there, inside her embrace. But as he grew older and all the responsibility, problems and pressure started to build up, he was forced to forget the young, pink haired girl completely, he had to focus on all the bullshit that was happening around him.

Clearly, he didn’t really forget those feelings, they were just hiding inside his fucking tainted, black, broken soul.

“Ta-Chan?” She sat back up, her body missing his heat and finding it difficult to breathe, the pleasure of his touch blanked her mind and she loved and hated herself for it at the same time, her core, slightly opened from receiving the tip of his member pulsated, begging him to come back.

I wanted to continue - Inner said, with a pout and panting just as hard. - Sasuke’s long gone.

We’re his Inner, you know that, Sasuke is meant to be with us.

The way you feel right now proves otherwise, forehead.

The moment the pink haired Kunoichi heard her old nickname inside her own mind, she internally flinched, missing Ino, she needed her friend right now, Sakura would run to her house and wake the blonde up to tell all that just happened, the girl would, of course, curse the kunoichi for waking her up from her “beauty sleep”, but would listen to her nonetheless, and probably be glad she was ripped off her dream, the Yamanaka always knew what to say, especially when it came to man. But she knew Inner was right, the moment she felt this man completely against her skin, wanting her as much as she wanted him, feeling him inside her, making her his... she instantly forgot her old, first and only love, and she sure knew she wanted him, her body told her that, her soul told her that, even though the depths of her mind told her otherwise.

“Ta-Chan… Would you like me to leave?” The girl whispered, conflicted between relief and disappointment at the same time - Please say no - She begged to herself. - Please come back and finish what you started.

“Yes” He muttered, almost not loud enough.

Maybe I’m too inexperienced for him and I did something wrong, or he got disgusted at what the felt when he touched me deeper.

Holding back the stubborn tears that begged to run down her face, she didn’t really understand, but the girl left the room nonetheless, both feeling completely confused, incomplete,unfulfilled, and the girl couldn’t help but feel rejected.

Again.

--x--

“You always make me pass out in pleasure” The chubby man whispered, his hands touching her wet folds above her undergarments. After Ta-Chan, she’d feel even more disgusted when other man touched her. “I really want to fuck you today.”

“I don’t do it on purpose master” The girl stood up to meet her chest with his, her body lining up against his exposed member. “I just live to pleasure you, it’s more than just my job” She was starting to become a master liar after living there for a year, a girl that never managed to hold back her feelings and reactions, had changed completely in order to survive that place.

“Then I’ll fuck you before you suck me dry, you’ll clean it up for me after riding my dick.” He pulled her down harder.

“I’m not ready master, your huge cock won’t fit me... Do you want to hurt me?” Her hands moved down to his bare member, trying not to show him the sudden desperation that hit her soul. I might not survive this untainted. “How about we prepare ourselves together? You’ll have me when I’m ready”. Well… I’m already tainted enough.

The man smirked, watching Sakura pushing him down, just to position her own ass over his head, leaving it open for him, while staring at his own member.

This is utterly disgusting.

She hated the smell of those men, and down there it was really, really, REALLY stronger, she hated the feeling of their bodies and sweat against her skin. The heat of his tongue moving against what he THOUGHT was her clit, she faked a moan. Her body just couldn’t help to heat up a bit and slightly wet her folds when that happened, especially after she felt the pleasure with the onyx-eyed man she felt two months before, she missed that feeling and whenever she felt even the small stimulation, her body would force her to remember him, going back through all the memories of almost becoming his. She got scolded really hard when Madam Iwasaki noticed the strong marks he left on her neck and hips, you could clearly see the markings of his fingers on her thighs, forcing her to only take clients that didn’t mind sharing the young lady. Whenever she left the room after a working night she felt disgusted at herself when cleaning up, but the night when Ta-chan left her, all she could do was miss him, she remembered her heat wouldn't go down, forcing her to pleasure herself on her own, having her first orgasm by her own hands, her mind stuck on the, not yet discovered, wrong Uchiha.

When she felt the mens member twitch, signaling he was about to reach his peak, she quickly stood up and sat her bare folds against it, moving above it. “Cum against me, master”. Her hips repeating the same movements to bring him to his end, already down with her breasts on his face, hands pulling his hair, trying to fake the pleasure she was supposed to feel. “Dirty me down there, get me wet with your own cum so you can take me.”

He woke up once again frustrated, incomplete, but satisfied in a way, whenever he came for her, he’d feel awesome, it was enough to make him feel fulfilled, but he wanted to feel that inside her, he wanted to see her feel it too.

If she wouldn’t allow him here, then he’d have to have her everyday and force her to, since they’d have all the time in the world.

--x--

A red haired man left his room the next morning light and happy, the girls here most of the time satisfied him thoroughly, sometimes even more than one maiden at a time, all the money he got on illegal missions had to go somewhere. But while opening the door to the final exit, a short phrase coming from the reception table behind him reached his ears.

    “How much money do you want for me to buy Dahlia completely off this place?”

    Fuck. This is bad. Was the first thing that came to his mind, the second was that he needed to tell Itachi, he run as fast as he could with his stronger than humans legs.

    “They’re buying her” The scream reached the Uchihas ear the moment Sasori opened the door.

    He couldn’t allow himself to freeze, and leaving the food he was eating right there on the floow where he was, he ran to the Geisha house.

That was not supposed to happen.

--x--

Hello.

This was easier than I thought it would be to write, it’s a story I started when I was around 17 and I really liked it, so I decided to rewrite it, I didn’t manage to finish it the first time, but this one is coming around so much better I’m excited to keep writing, not only for you guys but for myself.

    And again, thank you for all the love and support, I hope this was to your liking, and I’ll probably see you all again sometime before this next monday, please leave me any tips, compliments on the style / part you’ve liked most, and the ones you didn’t quite understand / have tips to make it even better.

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