Forgive me if the age differences are wrong, I got the information from an Itachi-hatin friend. 'tachi-kun might be a bit OOC but, I tried... -huggles itachi plushie-
So anyway, On with my fic. I guess I should do a disclaimer...
Naruto's not mine. If it was, I'd be very VERY rich.
I just like to play with them...
A thin trail of water trailed after where her tiny feet had just glided over the constantly thinning ice. Dozens of happy children slid past each other, laughing as they bumped into one other.
Sliding over to the side of the lake, the pink haired little girl took a seat on the banks of the frozen lake. She sighed. Unfortunately, soon the ice would be too thin to skate on.
She had always loved ice skating, it was one of her favorite things to do. Although it aggravated her quite a bit that there were always a lot of people around whenever she wanted to skate. She was only eight, but she still needed time to think, and when she was on the ice was her favorite time to do it.
Her green eyes followed the handsome young Ukiah as he skillfully skated over the ice. He was so mysterious. Come to think of it, the only reason he was even there was most likely because his mother had told him to. He was always training, and she never saw him do anything for fun.
She heard a deep voice behind her.
"Sasuke. It's almost time for dinner. Let's go."
She looked behind herself to see an attractive older boy, probably around fourteen or fifteen, sitting higher up on the hill. He was probably Sasuke's brother, because there was a very strong resemblance between the two.
She had had a crush on Sasuke for a while now, but when she compared the two Uchiha brothers she couldn't help noticing how much more attractive the elder was.
Maybe... maybe it ran in the family...
She watched as Sasuke obediently sat on the snowy bank and removed his skates.
Sakura sighed. Soon all the others would be leaving for their homes too. She usually stayed behind until the other kids all went home, but the time it took for them to actually leave seemed like forever.
She watched as masses of children began to take off their skates and return home to their waiting parents. She remained sitting in her spot, twisting thin a strand of her pastel pink locks around her delicate finger in boredom.
She usually stayed here late to skate alone. Her parents never really cared when she came home, it wasn't as if they didn't love her, but they never really worried about her like most parents usually did. They lived in a hidden country, filled with skillfull ninja that would surely help her if anything were ever to happen.
She watched as last kid, Inuzuka Kiba, trudged away.
Standing, she gracefully glided onto the now empty ice. When she was on the ice, all sense of time and space disappeared. No worries, no problems, no fights with Ino, just peace and quiet.
Suddenly, she noticed that it was now dusk, and she was shivering. It hadn't seemed like much time had passed, but apparently, it had. With a yawn she made her way to the snow covered grass, and lay on the gently sloped bank. She laid there, staring into the sky, watching the stars begin to shine, just as she had done for the last few previous months.
"You're here awfully late." A masculine voice stated, piercing her thoughts.
Sakura turned around quickly to see the elder Uchiha, who was sitting in the exact same spot he'd been in earlier, above her.
"How long have you been here?" She asked, a bit irked that he had been there and she hadn't even noticed.
"A while." He smirked, as if daring her to ask more.
"Oh..." fell from her lips. She couldn't think of anything else to say so she turned herself back around and laid her head on the snowy grass, with her scarf wadded up like a pillow, beneath her head. She silently watched the slowly dimming sky. She had decided that wouldn't bother her, it was Sasuke's brother after all.
The little girl found her mind wondering why he was there, and when he was going to leave. He didn't exactly bother her, actually it was refreshing to have some company that didn't constantly chew her ears off, especially someone so attractive, but her curiosity was eating away at her.
After darkness had fallen so deeply that it was hard to see, Sakura stood, her skates dangling from her small fingers. She noticed his eyes following her as she walked past him, so her childlike curiosity kicked in and she stopped.
"May I ask you a question?" She whispered timidly.
"...What?" He asked after a slight pause.
"What's your name?" She asked, encouraged that he would answer her question.
"I'm Haruno Sakura." She said, still facing away from him. Smiling to herself, she whispered "Goodnight Itachi..." as she walked away.
He smirked. This girl intrigued him, she was quite peculiar. He could sense that she had the potential to become quite powerful, if the right steps were taken.
The sense of that feeling of power was what had caught his attention earlier. Well that, and her vibrant tresses.
He had been surprised to see her still here when he had returned. It was certainly one of the last things he had expected.
This place was his. It had been since he had become a ninja. It was his sort of sanctuary, a place where he could think. Except when it annually became a breeding ground for all of those pests. He was tempted to frighten them, but he resisted. He had certainly never been like those children.
It was surprising to see a child among them such as Sakura, she was surprisingly mature, more mature than Sasuke.
As she grew older, the peer-pressure would undoubtedly weaken her. She had the potential be so powerful, but amid all the other females she would undoubtedly be corrupted by frivolous things such as her appearance. It was a waste, yet, he couldn't help but be drawn to her personality.
Haruno was an interesting girl. Very interesting.
Sakura found herself on the ice once again, the next day. There were considerably less children present, she supposed it was because their parents were worried about them falling through the constantly thinning ice.
Sasuke was not present today, and neither was his mysterious older brother. Sakura couldn't help but wonder if he would come again that night.
She was terribly interested to learn more about this boy.
Just as she had last night, she lay on the bank, somewhat more aware of her surroundings, but relaxed. Perhaps he'd had only come on a whim last night.
After dusk began to fade into deep darkness, the tiny girl decided to ice skate a bit more before she went home.
Beginning with a few laps to build up her speed, she preformed a trick she had been wanting to try.
Unbeknownst to her, Itachi was sitting on the limb of a tall tree, which stretched out over the lake. He watched as she spun four times in the air and landed on her feet perfectly.
Impressive, for a normal eight year old.
Sakura scowled, she had been trying for six times around.
Building up speed once again, she leapt in the air, spun five times, landed on her feet perfectly, only to hear an ear-splitting crack.
She felt the ground disappear beneath her as she fell into the freezing water. A overwhelming feeling of panic overcame her, and she struggled frantically to reach the surface, only to run into solid ice. Terror overcame her as the last bit of oxygen left her lungs as she sputtered in the water.
Suddenly, from her left, she felt a pair of strong hands wrap around her waist, and then she lost consciousness.
She awoke to a large, dimly lit room. Turning her head slowly, she took in her surroundings. She didn't recognize anything. Where was she?
Suddenly, a pleasant looking woman with dark hair walked into the room, carrying a tray of food.
"I'm glad you're awake, how are you feeling?" She asked with a smile.
She was about to ask who the lady was but remembered her manners. "... I'm okay. I've got a bit of a h-headache but other than that I-I'm fine... Where am I? What happened?"
"This..." She said, smiling and handing her the tray, "Is for you. I'm not exactly sure what happened but as I have come to understand it, you fell into the lake while you were ice skating and Itachi, my son, rescued you. You're at my house now, in the spare bedroom. You've been unconscious for about six hours now. Don't worry, I've told your parents where you are. Is there anything else you would like to know?" She asked, still smiling.
"Um... " She paused, taking it all in, "Where is Itachi?"
"He had to leave on a mission last night. He should be back sometime next week."
"Well, if you think you're up to it, you're free to go."
"Thank you" Sakura said standing up with a bow.
As she strode down the hallway to the door, Sasuke turned into the hallway. He looked up at her and scowled.
Didn't he realize that just made him cuter?
She dozed off, as she had done everynight this week, in the place next to the pond.
She was waiting for him. She couldn't help it; she felt an uncontrollable need to see him. Undoubtedly, she would have died if not for him.
It was beginning to get warmer, but it was still quite chilly outside. Her eyes drifted shut as she thought of the cherry blossoms that would be blooming soon. She loved cherryblossoms. She wasn't sure why. Maybe was because they were her namesake, or just because of the sheer beauty of the petals as they floated in the breeze.
Suddenly. she felt something fall over her like a blanket. She opened her eyes to see the tall Uchiha walking away.
"Good-bye Sakura" She heard him whisper.
"Wait. I wanted to tha-." She whispered softly.
"We will not meet again for a very long time." He interrupted.
"Are you leaving?" She asked.
"Yeah... Something like that." He whispered as he disappeared into the night.
"Goodnight Itachi... " She whispered, silently adding an I'll miss you, as she hugged the vest that he had thrown on top of her.
That was the last time she saw Uchiha Itachi for a long time.
A few months later, The Uchiha Massacre occurred.
Hmmm... This began as a one shot but I think I may continue... When she's older. I dunno. Maybe.
Thanks for reading
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