01. Betrayal

(See also: disloyalty, seduction, treachery.)

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

i. Have you ever felt so helpless?
When the walls built to protect us,
Suddenly are...gone.

Itachi's hand wrapped around her waist.

Sakura pressed against his chest when he suddenly pulled her against his body. He removed his right hand from her waist and brought it under her chin, lifting it up. His mysterious, obsidian eyes stared into her puzzled, apple-green orbs. Sakura didn't try moving from the position, but instead sighed and placed a hand onto the upper left part of his torso.

Right where his heart should be.

"If I were to ask for your hand in marriage, would you deny me?" Itachi asked, continuing to stare into her eyes.



"Why?" Itachi asked, lifting her up by her buttocks until she was at an eye-to-eye level with him.

Sakura bit her bottom lip, as her eyes sunk to the floor.

"I don't want to be told how to live my life, Itachi."

Itachi's face remained expressionless.

"You're clan rules over the life of each other." Sakura mustered under her breath, she let her forehead press against his. "...I don't want that."

Itachi felt her legs wrap around his waist, giving extra support of her weight to ensure her safety. The Uchiha let his left hand raise up her back, following her spine, until it was engulfed in a pink sea of hair. He pushed her lips onto his, hungrily devouring the already bruised flesh. A moan hummed inside her throat and she felt a smug smirk press against her lips.

"If the clan wasn't in the picture..." Itachi whispered against her lips, each hot breath of his left her whole body tingle with pleasure.

Sakura let a sad smile play onto her blood-red lips and pressed them against his own. Courageously, Sakura licked his bottom lip for entrance and soon enough got his permission. Sakura shyly stuck her tongue into his mouth and battled with his for dominance. In the end, she had lost, but felt Itachi's chuckles vibrate into her mouth.

Sakura broke apart from the kiss to greedily take in the surrounding air.

"Yes." Sakura whispered. "If it were to have been a different circumstance, where the clan wasn't guiding every step of life, I would."

Itachi turned around, thrusting her against the wall. Sakura gasped in pain, while Itachi took his chance to delve his tongue into her mouth. His fingers traced every curve of her body, as her legs and the wall continued to support her from falling. The Uchiha's hands found the way under her red shirt and began unhooking the clasp of her bra.

A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, as she continued to groan in satisfaction of his actions.


"W-WHAT THE FUCK?!" Sasuke screamed, running up to the dead bodies in the center of the floor. His hands trembled at the feeling of blood run between his fingers. "F-Father? M-Moth..er?!"

Step. Step. Step.

The moonlit shown upon his brothers face, the man looming over their dead parent's bodies.

"Brother!" Sasuke screamed in horror tears forming in his eyes, "What..? How?!"

Itachi's head quirked the slightest at his brother's panick.

"Mother, Father! They're..." Sasuke shook his head, "What's going on?! Why—"

"Sasuke-kun? Itachi?"

Sasuke jolted up to the opening door, "Sakura stay out—!"

The door already opened.

Scared emerald eyes gazed upon the scene and her body flushed pure white. "W-W...What?"

Sasuke's arms wrapped around her body and lifted her up against his body. He then broke into a sprint, trying to escape Itachi's grasp.

Sakura's head was pressed into the crook of Sasuke's neck, until the youngest Uchiha abruptly stopped.

Itachi stood in front of the two.

"So, Cherry Blossom, what do you say to my proposal now?"

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