Summary: [ItaSaku slight SasuSaku]
Sakura finally gets the man she so long waited for, but during the wedding ceremony two uninvited guests appear. Can her husband change what happened, or will he give her up to his hated brother?



Chapter sixteen:


Silence laid stretched out like a big fluffy cover over the dark Akatsuki hideout. Not a sound was heard from any of the occupied rooms. A nearly burned out fire warmed the passed out Kisame and Deidara in one room on the second floor. A red-head slept soundlessly in a room not far from the other two while Itachi and his hostage occupied one of the bedrooms on the first floor. It was sometime around four am. The sun was slowly waking up from its nightly sleep – getting ready to once again share its warmth with the world.

A shadow sprinted soundlessly through the thick mist outside before slowing down as they finally reached the house. With their chakra masked, they walked cautiously over the wet grass, carefully peeking into various rooms on the first floor in search for a pink-haired kunoichi. Their mission was to find her and bring her back to leader. Crouching underneath a window, they pushed their glasses further up their nose before peeking into yet another window. Somebody was sleeping not far from the window on a rather low bed. Squinting their eyes they could clearly see two figures occupying the soft piece of furniture; a male holding a pink haired girl in his arms. A grin appeared on the spy’s lips as they pushed the glasses up again. This was bound to get easy.


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Itachi woke up with a start; pulling Sakura’s body closer in a protective manner while gazing around the room. Everything was as it had been when they went to bed. Closing his eyes again, he snuggled closer to the warm body sleeping in his arms. The scent of vanilla filled his nostrils as he buried his nose in her pink, messy hair. A few seconds passed before he opened his eyes again. Sitting up, he made sure not to wake the sleeping kunoichi by his side. His bare feet met the cold floor as he pushed himself off of the bed. Running a hand through his long hair, he gazed around the room again. Everything was still at their usual place, but why couldn’t he get the nagging feeling of something being wrong out of his mind?

He walked over to the window. The thick mist outside made it almost impossible to see more than two feet ahead. He leaned his elbows onto the windowsill and rested his head on top of his hands. His mind drifted to the sleeping beauty not far from where he was standing; his brother’s wife - Uchiha Sakura. Never before had he found himself being drawn to the opposite sex the way he was being drawn to her. He had had his fair share of one night stands. He had experienced the sweet intoxicating feeling of having a woman near, but he had never felt the need to cherish the seconds he shared with a woman before.

Sakura was special, special to him in more ways than one. She was a smart, witty, cute and a sickeningly naïve girl; only a couple of years younger than himself. She was childish, stubborn and always seemed to refuse to do as he said. She believed in love which he didn’t. She believed one became strong by sharing their feelings with someone they held close, he believed feelings made people weak. She believed in helping those who needed help. He believed in ending their lives, sparing them from bringing the stronger ones down. She lived in the light, while he kept himself hidden in the dark.

He turned his head to look at her sleeping form - noticing her body shivering from the lack of his warm one. A small smile tugged at his lips, but he refused to let it loose. His heart twitched painfully as he watched her. She didn’t belong with him. She didn’t belong with his brother either. She deserved someone better. Someone who could give her what she wanted - what she needed.

The sound of a twig snapping outside reached his ears and he quickly dismissed the thoughts of the pink-haired kunoichi and activated his Sharingan. His blood-red eyes scanned the misty surroundings outside of the window. So he was right after all. Something was wrong.

“Itachi-kun…” Sakura moaned quietly from the bed. He turned his head towards the sleeping girl. “Ah, Itachi…” she continued every so softly while her breathing became heavier.

Before he could question her dream, a kunai came piercing through the window in a fast speed; shattering the thin glass into million pieces. The knife passed half an inch from his face, lightly brushing against his loose hair. A thin strand of his hair fell to the floor before the kunai ended up clinking against the wall on the other side of the room.

A cold wind swept in through the window, making the hairs on his arms stand up. He narrowed his eyes and spotted a figure hiding behind a bush. Before he had time to confront the enemy; another kunai came flying through the air. Itachi sidestepped towards the bed and pulled the covers off of Sakura. Her eyes fluttered open as the warm blanket left her naked form.

“Get dressed now!” He commanded and hurriedly pulled his pants and shirt on before throwing the cloak over his shoulders.

“Itachi what-”

“Move,” He growled and pushed her towards the door. They didn’t have time for conversations right now.

Sakura slipped out into the hallway, tugging one of Itachi’s old shirts over her head in the process. She felt his hand resting on the small of her back as he silently led her through the dark.

“What’s going on?” She managed to ask. Her emerald orbs stared quizzically into Itachi’s red ones.

“We’re being ambushed,”

“What? By whom?”

“Hn,”

He pushed her through another door and motioned for her to go upstairs. “Tell them we’re moving. Kisame knows where to. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“But-” Before she had the time to finish that sentence his lips were on top of hers – moving softly yet possessively against her rosy lips. A moment later, he pulled away and pushed her closer to the staircase behind her.

“Go!”

“H-hai,” She stuttered and quickly turned around – running halfway up the stairs before turning back around. “Itachi?” She asked and lowered her gaze to where they had been only seconds before, but he was gone. Biting her lip she quickly made her way up the last steps and ended up in an equally dark hallway as downstairs.

“Kisame?!” She yelled as she opened a door to her side. “Kisame?!”

Another one opened up a few feet from where she was standing, revealing a tired looking Sasori. “Sakura-san, what’s wrong?”

“We have to go,” She started and saw both Kisame and Deidara emerging from another room fully clothed.

“What’s wrong love?” Kisame asked worriedly and quickly made his way towards the younger girl.

“We’re being ambushed,”

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Itachi slammed the front door open and ran outside. Whoever was out there sure had some explaining to do and Itachi wouldn’t rest until he’d gotten all the answers he was looking for. They had to be a very skilled ninja to make it through the genjutsu cast around the house along with the different traps Sasori had set up. With his Sharingan blazing, he took in his surroundings. Not a single inch was left unchecked. A rustling came from a tree nearby and he quickly turned to face it.

“I know you’re there. Show yourself,” Itachi’s deep voice called into the forest. The sound of feet hitting the ground reached his ears and after a few passing seconds, a dark figure appeared near the forest - slowly making its way towards the Sharingan user.

“I’m impressed,” the figure mused. “But then again, what else was there to expect from the great Uchiha Itachi?” It added with sarcasm lingering in its voice.

“So you know my name. Now tell me yours,” Itachi spoke.

The figure laughed and stopped a couple of feet away from the elder Uchiha. “I’m afraid that’s not how we’re going to do this. Tell me, where is the kunoichi?”

Itachi ignored the question. “Who sent you?”

The figure took another step forward with another deep laugh. “Leader,” It said and raised its head. A slim male with gray hair and round glasses appeared in front of Itachi.

“Kabuto,”


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“Where’s Itachi?” Kisame asked as he and the two other Akatsuki members followed the girl down the stairs.

“He left and told me to tell you to leave. He’d come after us when he was done,” Sakura replied and gazed up at the blue man who nodded before turning to face the two others.

“Deidara, you go-”

Deidara cut him off before he got the chance to finish. “Hai, hai, I know yeah. Clear the way and make sure no one follows, yeah,”

Kisame nodded and gave Sasori a quick look before shovelling the kunoichi towards him. “Keep her close. Itachi will kill me if anything happens to her.”

Sakura stared wide-eyed at the shark man. “Where are you going?”

Kisame ignored her and gave the other two a quick nod before disappearing.

“Sakura-san, this way please,” Sasori muttered and motioned for her to follow. Deidara had already left so she was alone with the puppet master. A shiver ran up her spine as she took one last look in the direction Kisame had left. What was going on?