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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

The bright morning sun shed its merciless light on the small inn, but the golden beams didn't reach the shadow of Sakura's bedroom. It was a whole new day, a whole new start, and she felt so empty. Despite the gloom of her surroundings, she saw clearly everything that was around her. Waking up to the feeling of soft blanket gently caressing her naked skin with every move was something new, since she always wore her pajama. Unexpected at first, but then she recalled the events that happened under the cover of darkness, and the delicate material of her sheets grew heavier and heavier. Only a few weeks ago she was opening her eyes to a stuffed toy. Today she had a man soundly sleeping right next to her.
She was awake for a few minutes, but still unable to put her body in motion. Afraid that it might bring back the pleasurable sensation of her oddly relaxed muscles.
Did it seemed right? No. Did it felt right? Damn yes! Did she wanted to have it again? Probably. Was it all wrong and twisted? Absolutely. Then why she was so calm?
By every passing minute it was harder and harder to be angry, to suppress the amazing relief that she actually found him in her bed on her side. Although she didn't find the courage to tilt her head in his direction, she could clearly hear his breathing and smell the familiar aroma of his skin. It devoured her, all over again. Having the opportunity to change all this, she would never have the strength to do that. Not now and not in a million years. And it frustrated her – utterly. She wanted… No! She needed to be guilty and ashamed. But she simply couldn't, and it made everything seem even worse.
She felt helpless because she had no idea how to fight these strange emotions. In one moment her mind warned her, told her how wrong it all was, how evil he was – cruel criminal – but then she remembered the tenderness of his touches and the gentle handling, and all the other excuses to loathe him seemed plane. She would give everything just to be able to hate him. Like before.
All they ever told her about this man, all she was ever allowed to know, was the unchangeable fact that he was a vicious villain who murdered every member of his clan, every except one – Sasuke. And since Sasuke was her one and only love, she slowly learn to despise Itachi as well. But now… Now it was different, and every single thought about hating him again seemed as impossible as the fact that she held actual feelings for him. She could almost see her body sinking into the emptiness of this hopeless situation.
However… There was no time to drown in misfortune, because the inevitable moment when he would wake up and she would be forced to interact with him, grew dangerously closer with every other second. That is, if he's not already awake and just giving her time to get dressed. Which was the other huge problem. Because when after few painfully long minutes she finally got her head to slightly rise, she bitterly realized that both pieces of her clothing were just too far to reach it from the low futon. Only one blanket covered them both and she was suspicious that he wasn't dressed either, although too shy to actually look. But if she didn't want to face him bare flesh, she had to think up something. To take the sheet with her would inevitably mean to uncover him, which would not only wake him up, but also make her blush like crazy. And crawl out of the safety of the blanket and expose herself was just another unacceptable act. So what to do? There wasn't anything she could protect herself with and he could be up by any minute. Damn!
But anyway. It wasn't like he haven't already seen her, right? And the pajama top wasn't that far either. Sakura inhaled deeply and slowly tilted her head towards Itachi. She felt her heart gradually melt for few seconds and then shook the unwanted tickling away. There was no time for drooling over his angelic face softly sleeping beside her.
She propped her torso on bent elbows and glued her jade gaze to the front. The shirt lied there, on the other side of the room, provoking her with the distance. Biting on her lip and holding her breath, she deliberately moved the blanket away, sat up and then silently fell on all four. She began to slowly crawl towards her goal. She felt weird and embarrassed, even though he couldn't see her, or could he?
"That is one very tempting position you have there, Sakura."
Shit! No! No! No! Few more swear words flashed through her head while her ass was slowly going down as she was kneeling in order to hide her naked butt. His gentle hazy voice made her belly squirm. She sealed her eyelids firmly, trying to protect herself, although all he could actually see now, was only her back. Didn't matter. The explosion of redness attacked her cheeks anyway.
She was simply adorable. Itachi felt his lips form a tender smile when the events of the night caught up to him. The way she surrendered to him. Her gentle moans. Her hot skin. Although he knew that now she probably despised him even more than before, he couldn't help it. As much as he wished, he was unable to keep the distance. Not after he saw how much she yearned for him. If he was to choose now, he would claim her all over again and then again, until they would fell back to sleep. But from the way she clenched her fists, he knew, she wished for nothing else but privacy.
He didn't wait for her decisions and reached for the black bath robe he had left at his side during the night, right before he slipped under her blanket. He saw her twitch when he sat up and rustled the soft cloth. But she didn't move, too ashamed of her beautiful young body. He couldn't understand that. Why anyone so astonishing would be scared to show his naked flesh to someone who could easily be called lover. But she was probably too innocent to understand that simple concept.
After he was dressed properly, Itachi simply took the blanket, stood up and after few long steps covered her shaking shoulders. Her body jerked, but when she registered the delicate cloth, she gratefully wrapped herself into it. A soft 'thank you' slipped from her rosy lips. He leaned down and kissed her bright pink hair, then straightened and headed to the door.
His voice was gentle when he turned around. "I hope you will join me for breakfast."
With stunned awe Sakura watched as he left her room. So this was how it felt to wake up to someone dear? Strange. Unwanted. But absolutely breathtaking. She stood up as well and after properly closing the door, she let the blanket fall on the floor. Her skin felt somehow sticky and she still could smell Itachi's scent all over her flesh, not mentioning the room. Maybe a shower would make it better. Yes. Shower would definitely be nice.
Without further hesitation she went over to the bathroom and let her body be drowned in the sweet aroma of Lilac Blossom shampoo. Then after proper drying and brushing, she returned to her bedroom and chose the light blue yukata waiting in the closet. She somehow didn't mind being all naked under the silk material, rather the opposite, because it was a whole new adventure for her.
Sakura registered a delicious smell of food going through the hall all the way into her room. Her limbs grew shaky when she remembered that he would be waiting for her right there. With his onyx eyes that saw too much. And still. It's not like she could spent the rest of her life closed in this tight space filled with heavy fragrance of sex. And she didn't even want to. With resigned sigh, she slid the door open and made her way to the kitchen.
There, the harsh truth caught up to her again. Uchiha Itachi – her captor – making her breakfast, sharing bed with her, dressing her and forcing her body to submit to her devious feelings. Shouldn't he be the one with iron will? The one who managed to kill his family without blinking an eye, cold blooded murderer working for the Akatsuki.
Sakura suddenly felt the desired guilt consume her insides. It wasn't such a long time and she realized that her flesh yearned for his touch once more. But her mind stayed clear. Until he kept his distance she was fully acknowledging the wrongs she did. The only way to make her forget would be to throw herself at him, and that was just the thing she was trying to suppress. But for how long? The moment he would decide to have her, he will. And she would gladly submit to him, because it was the only way to ease the pain, at least for a while.
Sakura noticed her mouth open at the same moment Itachi turned around and welcomed her with his hypnotizing stare. She twitched, but her head stayed clear and her voice, although silent, remained steady. "It's wrong," she whispered.
He observed her for a while. Recalling what she was even talking about. "I know," he stated calmly. "We agreed on that few hours ago."
A memory of his touches and his voice whispering the word evil flashed through her mind. Shiver went down her spine and Sakura drifted her gaze away from Itachi's face. But she knew that her body recognized what he was talking about, and he was probably very happy with the reaction she gave him, because he proceeded to prepare two plates with their breakfast on the low table and then turned back to pour some boiling water into the pot.
"That's not…" She clenched her fists and although not very pleased with it, she accepted the breakfast offer, seating herself to the low table. She waited for the moment Itachi joins her before speaking again. "You have to promise me something."
He spied her, already expecting what she would have to say. But he also knew that he wasn't going to give her the needed answer.
"You have to promise to never do that again." It was the most horrible feeling of embarrassment in the world, but she said it. She actually said it! And it was the right thing to do. Finally!
Itachi sighed and while slowly moving his head from side to side, he sealed their faith with a short confection. "I wish I could."
"What?" Sakura snapped and her jade eyes almost jumped out of her skull. That wasn't true! That couldn't be true! "Why? You have to!"
"But I can't!" He slightly raised his voice and gazed deeply into her terrified green stare.
"No! You have to promise! You can't… we can't!" She started panicking as her pulse was promptly raising. "It's not right! And why can't you?! You are the one who should be able to handle himself! You have to promise!" Her feet fired up and she hastily straightened.
"Sakura, calm down. Please." He felt his patience gradually drifting away. Her blush and shaky breath along with her hoarse voice full of horror was enough to drive him overboard. The situation was growing worse every minute.
"No! You have to promise! You can't do this to me! It went too far and I… I…" can't resist you anymore. Sakura couldn't find the strength to finish her sentence, to admit it aloud. But he already knew.
"Well, I already told you I can't. And I don't give promises I'm unable to keep," he tried to explain, but he already expected that it would make things even worse.
"Why can't you? That's not fair!" she screamed. "And don't come near me!" Scream was replaced by a fierce shriek when he stood up as well.
"I thought that I explained myself enough. Now would you mind and please calm yourself. It is really hard for me to…"
"No!" She promptly interrupted him, not listening to the warning in his tone. "You have to promise! It's wrong! It's just wrong… So wrong…" Her voice kept failing while she chanted the one word that made her cheeks turn from pink to red.
He very much noticed her breaths grow deeper with every other wrong and he suddenly found himself unable to keep the distance. Her whole body screamed for release, for submission. Did she even realize how unbearable tension she put on him when making a scene like this?
Itachi crossed the room and roughly grabbed Sakura's shoulders, pinning her on the wall behind her. "Keep telling yourself that." His voice was already husky, the hunger for her body exploded.
"Don't touch me!" she yelled, helplessly trying to push him away.
He ignored her. She wasn't putting a real fight anyway. Her fingers were mostly just burying their nails into his chest than actually trying to chase him away, but the sharp pain infuriated him. It screamed with lust. She was desperate, because she very much knew that they were both inches away from giving in to the searing need.
"No! It's wrong!" Her widened eyes followed the swift movement of Itachi's hand, promptly releasing her shoulder and drifting down between her legs. It slithered among the light blue cloth of her yukata. She had no idea what to do, how to confront him.
She was already soaking wet. He couldn't hold a feral growl when his fingers slipped into the warmth of her lower lips. Itachi pressed closer to her, he wanted to feel her body melt when he would finally steep one finger inside her walls. He could tease her, make her beg, but his own desire controlled him too much.
The moment he gently stroked her inner flesh her spine arched. With long moan she leaned her head backwards and her nails gradually began to drop down, leaving red scratches behind. The effect was instant and it took everything she had on her mind away.
"You're mine," he purred into her ear through his teeth, slowly moving the finger up and down prolonging her pleasure as much as he was able to at this moment. "There is nothing you can do about it. I will have you. Every day, every night. As much as I want to! Your body belongs to me!"
It was nothing like the night before. He was once again that mad possessive man she remembered from her first time. But the mixture of fear and passion drove her crazy. She wanted nothing else but to forget.
The hopeless whisper came from the darkest corner of her mind. "Then take me!" She never thought about saying it again, but the sensation between her legs was too much.
He had never moved so urgently, never remembered to undress a woman this hastily. He ripped the light blue yukata in some places only to have her naked flesh finally under his hungry eyes. Then in a split of a second his own bath robe flew away.
Although she didn't have any idea how she knew what to do, her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and while his palms propped her ass, she embraced his waist with her lean thighs, squeezing him with flaming need. He lifted her a little and then felt his already hard shaft slowly stroll towards her hot entrance. For a few seconds he tensed every available muscle in his body, needing to hold on until the narrow space of her walls would stop resisting him. Then let her ass down and she gradually devoured his prepared length. She was damn wet! And still so fucking tight!
Itachi lowered his mouth to her vulnerable neck and ruthlessly buried his teeth into the silk skin. Wanting to draw out the screams he so much wished to hear. And succeeded. Sakura reacted to his unspoken command and obediently shrieked when the pain became too much. She repaid him the violent handling with her own nails carelessly scratching his back, not in the slightest interested in the blood that stayed behind them.
It was heaven! And he was the god who was going to hear all her pleads she cried out into his ear while he ravaged her with his thrusts. Hooking under her knees, he spread her wider, pressing her back into the wall behind. She was light as a feather and her tiny body responded to his every move with more and more urgency. He didn't really care for her climax as he already knew that while he would keep picking up the pace it would be inevitable for her to reach the top as well. Even if she wouldn't want to.
Impulsive. Hungry. Animal. While Itachi was growling with teeth sank into her nape, Sakura was slowly losing her voice with every other harsh plunge that brought her closed to the edge and made him squeeze the bite wound even more. But he had to release the pressure, it was too dangerous, her thin skin almost gave in to the strain of his jaw and he needed to breathe anyway. He was close, too close. Although he didn't want to yet. Or maybe he did. There was no-one who could tell. Nobody knew, but Sakura's screams were scratching from their last resorts and she was no longer able to resist the addictive climax he forced on her.
He burst out deep inside her, just like before. Leaving nothing wasted. And he enjoyed every bit of it. Not like she could do anything about it, since she was completely lost in her own explosion.
While still connected, Itachi slowly slid along the wall and lied both their bodies on the wooden floor. Exhausted pants filled the room and the tea on the low table was left to cool.

Four ninjas and one ninja hound landed on a green pool of grass. Their gazes fell upon a structure that remotely reminded them of a house. Three youngest turned their questioning faces towards their leader. The huge white dog growled and lowered his head to the ground.
"I know Akamaru, I smell it too." Kiba petted his furry friend, then he turned back to the tallest man with white hair. "What do you think could cause all this mess, Kakashi sensei? A tornado, that's what I think."
"Or a pack of really angry shinobi." The copy ninja rubbed his chin while cautiously observing their surroundings.
"From what my insects can detect, it seems they left only few days ago."
Shino raised his hand and let out a small swarm of beetles to check specific places inside the rubble.
"Hinata." One word from Kakashi was enough, the young kunoichi already formed a hand sign and activated her Byakugan.
Her timid voice trembled a little. "I see something. A small object, full of chakra."
"Be careful, it might be a trap," Kakashi warned them. "Hinata, show us the exact place."
"Right." With one elegant jump she moved her body on a bigger piece of wood. "Here." Then pointed a finger directly below her feet. Few beetles immediately followed the course and disappeared among the wreckage.
"It appears to be a metal object, infused with a specific chakra signature." Shino stated calmly.
"Hey! Come over here, I think I found something." Kiba bent down and pulled a piece of black cloth. "So this was the funny smell I've been catching since the start." He frowned when the aroma of blood hit his sensitive nose with its full power.
"That doesn't seem very good." Kakashi grew more troubled every other minute. His own keen nose already picked out the aroma of Sakura's blood among many other disturbing scents.
"I really don't like how this looks. She's obviously injured," feral rumble escaped Kiba's throat and Akamaru agreeably barked. "That bastard Uchiha! Do you think he did this to her?" He raised the hand with torn up shirt.
"I highly doubt that, Itachi uses different forms of torture," Kakashi said, troubled only by the image of Sakura trapped in Tsukuyomi world, then looked around again. "From the intel we gathered so far, it is more likely that she had been injured during the fight down in the village, then brought here and treated," he continued forming his contemplations while pulling a dirty bandage soaked in healing ointment from the debris. The whole situation started to be more and more confusing, but the copy ninja already made his conclusions. It was quite obvious, if he looked at it from that certain point of view. Although it seemed very unlikely, it was the only answer he could currently come up with.
"So what are we going to do, Kakashi sensei?" Kiba made few jumps and ended up right next to the leader of their search team.
"The only thing we can do. Keep looking. Sakura is obviously not here, but still alive. Why else would Itachi bothered with treating her injuries?"
It was more a rhetorical question on which Kakashi already knew the answer, but Shino spoke up anyway. "It's quite obvious, I would say. He needs her for his future plan. So the only real question remains… what is his plan?"
"I'm not so sure I wanna know that." Kiba twisted his mouth into an uncomfortable grin.
"We will rest here for a bit. Shino, send your insect to explore let's say five miles north and three miles west. If they escaped, there is hardly any other direction they cloud chose." Kakashi gave orders and went to investigate the strange metal object still hidden under the rubble.

Sakura's consciousness slowly drifted down to her body. Like an autumn leaf falling from the height of a tree. She could feel him inside her. Not just his retreating erection still embedded deep between her thighs, or her nipple which he playfully sucked into the warmth of his mouth, but all of him. Itachi was buried under her skin, in her mind and in her thoughts. How she was supposed to fight him or run from him when she wasn't even able to stop him from touching her, over and over again. The more she tried to resist him, the more he was getting closer. Claiming her, showing her that he is able to get to her anytime he wants. It disgusted her. Her own body betrayed her. Is this the thing they are going to do here? That couldn't possibly be his plan. If she just knew how to prevent him from doing it again.
"Get off me." She pushed his shoulders away from her bare chest. This time for real and he didn't mind. She threw her look full of hate on the lean muscular figure slowly kneeling on the wooden floor. "So this is it? This is your brilliant plan?" She noticed his black bath robe lying next to her, without thinking she grabbed it and wrapped her naked body safely inside, not caring that it smelled just like him.
He actually didn't know what to say. That he's sorry? Whom it would helped? That he needs her? That wasn't what she wanted to hear. His plan was different. He wanted to build friendship between them. Not this twisted version full of uncontrollable sexual desire. It went too far and her scenes weren't helping at all. He only wanted to help her, make her forget, because he knew, that the only time when she was free of her burden, was during their sex. He saw the tears forming in her eyes and felt his heart break into million pieces.
"Why can't you see how much you're hurting me?" she wailed and her voice was so filled with pain that it tore his soul apart.
He watched as her fragile torso shook under the pressure of unstoppable cries. "I've never wanted any of this, either."
She swallowed a sob before speaking again. "I don't think I can trust that." How could she? After what just happened.
"I don't blame you." He nodded and stood up. He watched as Sakura moved her shy gaze away from his naked body. At least the tears stopped. For now.
"It's just…" she babbled. "You're supposed to be…" Sighing with resignation she let the sentence disappear.
"Stronger?" Itachi suggested. He knew she couldn't grasp the fact that he was unable to control his actions around her.
Her 'yes' was silent, but he heard it clearly. Even if she didn't say anything, he would know. But he also knew what was going to come next and he didn't have the will to tell her. So he interrupted her before she even managed to ask. "There is a small library. I noticed you enjoy reading, so I picked some medical books that might interest you, or something lighter to kill time." With those words he walked pass her, not seeing how she opened her mouth with surprise. Then he was gone. Leaving her alone, dressed in his bath robe and with untouched breakfast on the table.

Huge blue shark was comfortably positioned on large sharp stone embroidered with indigo threads of iron, patiently waiting on his partner to show up. It wasn't usual for Itachi to be late, but he could be tolerant man, when he wanted to. If it was anyone else, he would probably tear him the moment his keen scent would catch his presence, but as he knew Itachi, he probably had a good reason for keeping his dangerous friend hanging.
"I apologize for the delay." The soft polite tone drifted through the air like a feather.
"Nah, that's fine. I assume you have a good reason for that." Kisame stood up and inspected how his partner elegantly leaped from one higher rock down to the path that lead deep among the mountains. A familiar musky smell of sex hit his nose the moment Itachi got closer. "And I see I was right. So… you're having fun with the girl?" he smirked.
"That is hardly any of your business," Itachi calmly turned him down.
"Well… Leader wants to know how things are going, anyway." Kisame shrugged and spied for every tiny reaction from the raven haired man. As always, Itachi never betrayed his serene features. However, he still saw that something was different on that normally tensed stance and also felt the switch in the always standoffish aura radiating of the smaller man.
"The plan has been changed," Itachi admitted, "but the result will remain the same."
"Oh, I see." The tall shark still couldn't put a finger on it, but something peculiar was tingling his senses, something about Itachi wasn't right. He looked… happier? Could it be true? "So… That girl of yours. Won't she just run away? You left her there all alone, after all." He spoke slowly and examined Itachi's onyx eyes. His usually cold gaze gained new warmth that Kisame never had the pleasure to see.
"Are you trying to suggest something?" The raven's stare pierced the shark cautiously, but his voice remained gentle.
"If I didn't know better," Kisame said with a new grin spreading over his face, "I might think she got under your skin."
Itachi frowned. "I don't see how that is any of your concern." Kisame's interest in his feelings only revealed that Sakura had probably even bigger impact on him that he originally thought.
"I never really expected to see you like this." His amused smirk grew bigger. "But are you sure that your affection won't become be a problem?"
He was sure. More than sure, because what he was feeding the Akatsuki, making it seem like a plan to cause a dispute between the Land of Fire and the Land of Wind, was only a cover. He knew they would never allowed him to do as he wished, because Pein wanted to control everything around. So he came up with plan that would easily cover his real intentions.
Taking Sakura, making the Hokage distracted and focused on her rescue, while the Akatsuki would target the current Kazekage. Forcing the Land of Fire decide whether the alliance is more important than their own people. Creating a perfect opportunity to form the needed relationship with her and make her believe him, so she could later on give the Akatsuki some intel about Konoha. Although it was highly risky, he had no other choice. He needed her trust for his personal goals, but he also knew that Sakura would never betray her village and actually spy for them, which was of course something that Pein had no idea about.
The time of his redemption grew closer and despite the obstacle his feelings for Sakura created, there was nothing that could change his mind. Because he was doing all of this for the person he loved the most in this whole damn world.
"She will do as I tell her, which is all that matters for now," Itachi answered all the future questions Kisame might have for him.
"I bet she's doing it even now." The shark showed his smile full of pointy teeth. "But I believe she will be a good spy for the Akatsuki. Although I still don't understand why you're having intercourse with her. I've never seen you do that with other women we needed for a plan. No matter how much they desired it," he kept thinking out loud. Maybe too loud.
"She is desperately in love with my little brother and we look a lot alike. This was the easiest way to gain her trust," Itachi explained easily and he wasn't that far from the truth, either.
Kisame let out a throaty laugh. "Man, that's evil." With those words he turned around. "But our Leader will be pleased." One last chuckle and he promptly disappeared.
Itachi sighed with relief. He was actually curious about Pein's face when the information about his betrayal would reach him. When their over-confident Leader would realize, that Itachi was pulling the strings of his own destiny long time before Pein even called himself God. Too bad that he was also going to be long dead by that time. With another sigh, much heavier than the first, Itachi left the meeting spot as well.
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