Okay, so after years and years of reading Naruto Fanfics, I've finally decided to get off my lazy ass and try to write one. So, here it is. A SakuraxItachi, non-massacre.

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto. If I did, Itachi wouldn't be dead.

14/6/2014- Change: DONE.

Chapter 1- Introductions And Shocks

Contrary to popular belief, Konoha was not actually a peaceful village. Sure, there were no wars going on, but the absence of war doesn't always equal to peace*. There were, in fact, several things that disturbed the peace and quiet of the village regularly. There should be one around-

"SAKURA-CHAAAAN."

-there it is. This one is actually louder than it's friends.

"Dobe, shut UP. Sakura's not deaf," snapped a raven haired young man, with a rather peculiar hairstyle. His onyx eyes narrowed irritably at his energetic companion.

"TEME. I was just making sure she saw us," said the energetic young blond. Now, Naruto's blond hair and blue eyes would have worked perfectly with an air of mystery, like a certain Kage who made girls all over the village swoon with his boyish smile.

Too bad he was anything BUT mysterious. With a heart of gold, and the determination of a bull, Naruto was definitely one of the kindest and strongest ninja in Konoha (and beyond) but he was a bit of a knucklehead.

Sasuke snorted and said, "She's not blind either."

"Stop picking on him, Sasuke. And Naruto, he's right, though it doesn't count since he's being a jerk about it," said a calm but decidedly feminine voice.

Both men turned to see the third member of their team smiling at them. Naruto grinned and pounced, while Sasuke stepped up and gave her a pat on the head.

"Small things, Sakura. Small things. " A young rosette mumbled under her breath, with long pink locks that reached the middle of her back and sparkling emerald green eyes. She was dressed in a pretty white sundress with white strappy heels and a red ribbon tied as a headband.

'Someone's dressed up today,' thought Sasuke. Then he narrowed his eyes. 'Unless...Nah.' And then he noticed that clearly, he wasn't the only guy there to notice Sakura looked rather different than usual.

"SAKURA-SAN, LET'S GO ON A MISSION TOGETHER."

"What? No! She will go with me, and bear me me beautiful children, and then we'll grow old together as well and then-"

'Well, that escalated rather quickly.'

"That's enough. Say another word and I'll skin you alive," said Sasuke in a cold voice. He did have a reputation to maintain.

"And then I'll burn whatever's left," said Naruto in a creepy tone. He just did it for the kicks.

Yes, Sakura's fan club had expanded considerably and it suddenly seemed like her fans were everywhere, like the little rodents they behaved like. The two fanboys, of course, ran away and hid in the shadows, bidding their time for now.

"One of them was actually cute. What a pity...," drawled Sakura lazily. The three of them looked at each other and burst out laughing. It wasn't about looks. But the guys who usually chased Sakura behaved quite inappropriately at times (most of the time) and that itself was a turn off. Unfortunately, there were people who took advantage of their little (big) crushes, by clicking pictures of her and selling them. To be fair, there was a brief period of time when she had an equally big crush on Sasuke, but she grew out of that pretty quickly.

"So why did you guys want to meet me? Please don't tell me you want to spar. Today is my day off after four weeks, and I'm going to relax. Even you idiots can't change my mind," said Sakura quickly, with her fingers crossed.

"Yeah, Teme. What's up?," asked Naruto, cerulean eyes twinkling curiously.

"Well... Mom told me to invite you guys over for dinner tonight. And Sakura, she's going to make her special fried chicken for you," Sasuke said, smirking slightly.

Naruto sniggered as he watched Sakura trying not to drool at the thought of 'Mikoto-sama's homemade fried chicken.'

"What time should I be there?," asked Sakura at once.

"Seven."

"Whaaat? But that's too late...it's only noon right now," Sakura groaned. 'FriedChickenFriedChickenFriedChicken', Sakura thought greedily.

Sasuke just rolled his eyes and started to walk away. "Just be there at seven. And dress well. Both of you."

"Hah. I ALWAYS dress well."

"Eh, Sakura-Chan, I have to go. I have a ramen date with Hinata-Chan," Naruto said and ran off.

"Oh okay," She waved as she watched him run. Then she realized she was left standing in the middle of the road like an idiot." I could get raped. But they just don't-WHAT THE FUCK?" Sakura screamed as some creep openly tried to grope her.

BAM.

BAM.

WHOOOOSH.

The guy was punched far, far away to unknown lands, never to be seen again. Well, that was an exaggeration. The guy ended up on the other side of the Konoha, and smoke started to surround him as soon as he crashed into the ground. Poof. A henge? But wait, the man looks familiar-

"Just like her mentor, that girl," Jiraiya croaked painfully. 'Well, that didn't work.'

'You know...' Inner Sakura said hesitantly.

'What?' Sakura thought to her.

'Don't freak out. But you forgot about something'

'I did? What?'

'Uchiha Itachi is going to be there tonight'

'Oh.' She blinked. 'OH-'

"OH SHIT. NOOOOOOOOO!," Sakura screamed and fell to her knees.

"Mommy, is that lady crazy?" A little boy asked in his high-pitched voice.

"Hush, Daisuke. Don't look her in the eye. She might attack you."

'WHAT?'

That's it for now. Please R&R. Thank you.

*I think I read this somewhere. Not sure where. In case I did, I DON'T OWN IT.

I was drooling when I wrote fried chicken. Need to stop hogging on food.