What Is Love
Im back and I finally have a spell check yay!
Well this is my first Itachi/Sakura story so im open for advice and constructive critisizum, so if you think it needs fix or something in there or taken out let me know. The characters are ooc but then againg it also takes place as if itchi had never killed the uchiha clan so yea. Oh and sorry if it starts off a bit slow.
I will not tolerate flames, any flame comments will be deleted.
Disclaimer: I don't own naruto or any of its characters
Sakura and the rest of the rookie 9: Age 20
Itachi: Age 25
Shisui: Age 26
Anywayssss without further ado heres the story.
Chapter One
It Wasn't A Dream
"Muhhgg." Sakura groaned as she rolled over to shut up her alarm. She had gotten home late the previous night due to problems during her mission, so it felt like she gotten no sleep at all. She rolled onto her back and stretched her arms above her head and wiggled her toes to help stretch her sore muscles. A chill ran up her spine from the cool morning air as she removed her blankets and set her feet on the wood floor. She pulled open her curtains to let in the pink glow of the rising sun and smiled to herself. Walking into the bathroom and turning on the warm water she thought about what she was going to do today. She was getting tested to move to a different ANBU team. It wasn't just any team either, it was the elite team, the best of the best. She had surpassed her shishou long ago, even gained the title of a sanin herself and had quite a reputation spanning through all of the hidden villages. Stepping into the water she quickly washed herself and hummed along as she pumped herself up. Rinsing the last of the soap off her body she wrapped her body in one towel and her now waist length pink hair in another. She continued to hum while she dried, dressed, and cooked her breakfast. Just as she finished cooking there was a knock at the door. She smiled to herself knowing that she would have company this morning and was glad she made enough tea and, in Naruto's case, enough food. Walking to answer the door she was slightly surprised to see the man who was standing on the other side. None other than the man, the legend... and her possible future team leader Itachi Uchiha. Stepping to the side to let him pass he made his way in and turned to her as she shut the door behind him.
"I wasn't expecting you of all people to come this morning, but thanks for coming by. I think." She said smiling and walking past him to the kitchen. He wasn't a complete stranger to her, I mean his brother was her teammate after all. She had sparred with him a few time in the past and had enjoyed talking with him. He was quite smart, has been since he was young, and it was nice to talk with someone whom she could talk to on a sophisticated level and he could keep up.
"I wanted to wish you luck today I know how hard you've been working for this." He said as he followed her into the kitchen.
She nodded at his response before turning to the cabinet.
"Would you like some tea I made plenty." She asked.
"Hn." Was all he said with a nod. She smiled and pulled out two cups and filling them from the kettle steaming on the stove. Setting the cup in front of him she sat with her own cup and placed a plate in front of him, without even asking if he was hungry, and began munching on her own. He raised a questioning eyebrow at her.
"Well I thought you might like some. It is your favorite after all, strawberry pancakes. You don't have to have them I mean for all I know you've already eaten this morning." She said sipping her tea. His face remained the same but he soon shook his head and took a bite. She smiled in satisfaction when he finally began eating.
"So did you really come to wish me luck this morning? I mean I never see you unless we run into each other at the training fields or the library."
"Or when you and that annoying blond are training with sasuke in the compound." He put in.
"Or that, exactly. What im saying is you never go out of your way to talk to me. So why come this morning?" She asked with complete curiosity. She had grown to care about itachi, granted they didn't see each other all that often and there conversations were generally short, but she couldn't help it. Everyone always found him cold and removed from the world but she liked that about him. She liked trying to figure him out little by little and enjoyed seeing him, hell she might even like him, but she wanted to get to know him under that mask he puts on for the rest of the world. She had gotten over her crush for sasuke quite a few years ago, had even dated a few people since, but no one could keep up with her mentally, physically or emotionally. But something about this man fascinated her and she wanted to figure out why.
"Well iv sparred with you a few times and it seems your either at the hospital or the library in your spare time. You work hard for what you want and iv seen you work hard for this. I think you would make a good member of the team. That and we need a medic and your the best other than the hokage herself. I came to tell you good luck and don't worry yourself to much, you are more than acquitted for the position you are trying to gain." He stated.
Sakura turned her face towards her plate trying to hide the blush that began to grow on her face.
"Well thank you. You didn't have to come and wish me luck but im glad you did." She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled slightly.
"Your welcome. I might have to come wish you luck more often if you make strawberry food." He said finishing his pancakes and sipped more tea. She laughed lightly and picked up there plates taking them to the sink.
"Well I can make more strawberry food if you come by more often." She rinsed the plates and thought struck her then. Turning to ask him she stopped finding him leaning his back against the counter next to her.
"By the way how did you know where I live? I don't remember you ever being here before." She asked.
"Don't you remember?" He turned to her asking.
"Remember what?" Turning to face him. What is it that he knows that she doesn't remember?
"I walked you home one night from the bar when I found you laying in the training fields drunk staring at the stars."
She scrunched her brows trying to remember. A look of shock washed over her when she remembered.
She had walked to the fields after ino had left with kiba. Ditched at the bar and the drunkest she had been in a very long time she decided to get some fresh air. She left and walked aimlessly somehow winding up at her childhood training grounds. Laying down and taking in the beautiful night a face suddenly blocked her vision.
"Are you alright?" Itachi asked. Nodding her head as she sat up.
"My best friend ditched me at the bar and I decided to go for a walk and BAM! I ended up here." She said with a grin plastered on her face. He sat down next to her in the grass. She looked at him and noticed how beautiful he looked at that moment. His long black hair was lose and swaying in the slight breeze. His black eyes were looking straight out and reflecting the moon above. She blushed when he turned to look at her, she in turn tried to hide her face in her hair.
"It really beautiful out here tonight." She said looking at the water reflecting the dark sky above. He smiled but continued to look at her.
"Yes it is." He said all while never taking his eyes off her. He took in her beauty. He had seen her grow as she trained and grew on his brothers team. She had developed into a breath taking woman. Her legs were long and smooth, her hips wide and curvy, bright sea green eyes and rosy cheeks, she had even grown breast to challenge those of tsunade. Her hair had grow down to her waist and was currently in a loose low ponytail slung over her right shoulder. He wasn't sure how or when but she had caught his attention and he often found himself thinking about her. He noticed that her cheeks were redder than normal and smirked to himself. Standing again he offered his hand. She smiled up at him and took it. She stumbled as she stood and ended up with her face straight in his chest. God did he smell good, like rain, sandalwood, and campfire smoke. She pulled back and, if its even possible, blushed even brighter.
"S-Sorry." She stuttered out.
"Don't worry about it. Would you like me to walk you home?" She nodded no longer completely trusting her own voice. He offered her his hand and she took it, to shaky on her own feet to walk straight.
"Thank you for walking with me you don't have to. I cant even remember the last time I drank this much. Well at least drink enough to be this drunk." She said quietly knowing he would hear her.
"I offered to walk you remember? What kind of man would I be if I let you walk home drunk, at night, all alone?" He said looking down at her.
She smiled back but said nothing not sure what to say to him.
"So are you going to tell me where your house is or are we just going to keep walking around all night?" He asked.
"Oh um I live three blocks from the hospital and three from the hokage office." Sakura laughed a little.
"Shishou put right in between the two so I couldn't ever have the excuse of being late. She was afraid kakashi would rub off on me." She laughed more thinking about it. Her laugh made itachi smile.
Not paying attention to where her feet were, she tripped over a rock in the street, but before she hit the ground she was swept up into itachi's arms. Her blush immediately returned when she realized what happened.
"Maybe I should just carry you the rest of the way. You can barely walk right now." He said continuing forward. She decided not to protest and enjoyed the warmth his body was radiating. Soon enough he heard her breathing even out as she fell asleep with her head against his chest. He looked down at the sleeping cherry blossom in his arms. She looked so delicate but he had see what havoc she could cause using only one hand.
He walked down her street and looked for what he thought was her home. Soon enough he found a mail box with Haruno written down the side. Pushing open the door he walked through her apartment and noted that it was quite large and well kept. Down the hall he found her bedroom and pulled the sheets back on her bed laying her down gently. He removed her shoes before placing the blankets over her body. Before thinking about it he leaned down and kissed her forehead. A smile crept over her sleeping face.
"Good night my cherry blossom." He said quietly.
"Mm night itachi..." She mumble back. He smiled as he left her to her dreams and knew his would be filled with her that night.
"Wait that actually happened? I thought I was dreaming about all of that!" She said standing up straight and turning away from him, to embarrassed to look at him.
"No not a dream." He said taking a step towards her back. She turned around and looked at him her blush across her face.
"You really carried me all the way home that night. You even put me in my bed." She said looking at him. She couldn't believe herself. She was tucked in like a little child by one of the sexiest men she had ever seen. It was pathetic. then again he had kissed her head and called her his cherry blossom. Right?
"Did you... Did you call me cherry blossom before you left?" She asked. He smirked at her.
"So you were awake enough to hear that then." He said taking another small step towards her, eliminating nearly all the space between the two. She gulped realizing how close he was to her, she could smell him, his scent was the same as that night.
"Yea I was. You called me your cherry blossom." She said quietly. He leaned down past her face and his breath tickled her ear as he spoke.
"That I did. And one of these days I will make you mine, that I promise you. For now you just pass your test today." He pulled away smiling. She couldn't breath, she forgot how. He kissed her cheek before turning and walking out her kitchen and front door. Finally releasing the breath she was holding and taking in a deep one she processed what he had said to her. Shaking her head she turned down the hall to prepare herself. Damn uchiha. He just had to show up and mess with her head but she would not fail. And as soon as it was over she was going to hunt him down and demand he tell her exactly what he meant.