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The Fragile

By: akashicrecord
folder Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 15
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Chapter 15

A.N. Well, I realize that there weren’t many things that Itachi could have (conceivably) been doing, so it was pretty easy. But the free bowl of ramen goes to ronsmyhero for pretty much hitting the nail on the head. Itachi is mixing his chakra with the child’s in order to endow it with his powers, but the child is still Kakashi’s by blood. I feel that there are still a lot of surprises left, so that little tidbit shouldn’t ruin anything.

>INSERT STANDARD DISCLAIMER HERE.<


Chapter 15

Sakura crept quickly down the dim hall to the bathroom door. She opened and shut it as quietly as she could before relieving herself. She grimaced as she left the toilet unflushed so that it would not wake Itachi. She peered out of the door and to her relief, the door to her room was still shut. She tiptoed down the hall towards the kitchen, stopping to peek around the corner before making her way into the room. She mentally cursed when she did not see a door leading out. She realized with a start that there were no windows either, not a one. Sakura clenched her fists in aggravation. Having no sense of direction and no knowledge of her whereabouts was definitely a setback to her escape plan. She returned to the hall and made her way in the opposite direction. She all but held her breath as she passed her room, sighing quietly only after she was well past it. There were only two doors left to try - one on the left side, and one on the right. ‘Which to choose…’ Sakura mentally calculated the outcome of walking into Kisame’s room… what a buzzkill that would be. But she had to try - she was on borrowed time. Itachi would no doubt be waking up any minute now and her chance of escape would be over for good.

Sakura turned the knob and the door opened with a creaking noise. She grimaced and stood rooted to the spot, waiting for her inevitable doom. But it did not come. She looked hastily around the hall before stepping in the dark room. She left the door slightly opened so as not to make any more noise. She ran her hands against the cold walls in search for a light switch. She blinked owlishly as she tried to adjust her eyes to the dark. She fumbled around what seemed to be a side table before she tripped, hitting her knees against something soft before landing face-first on a rather comfortable bed. She cursed into the soft sheets before rolling over to get herself up. She froze immediately when the dark figure of Itachi contrasted against the light coming from the hallway.

“I had no idea you were so eager to be in my bed.” Itachi jibed. Sakura could not see the smirk, but she knew it was there nonetheless. “All you had to do was ask.” Sakura propped herself on her elbows to help her scoot away from the looming figure of Itachi. She panicked as he stalked towards her, crawling over her body until his face was merely inches from hers. She could feel the heat of his breath on her face.

“Where were you going, Sakura-chan?” He whispered into her ear, his lips touching the shell in such a way that sent a shiver through her small frame. He pressed his weight against her, feeling her body for the first time against his, delighting when she moaned under her breath. She hid it well, but he could still hear it. “I’m waiting.”

“Nowhere… I…” Sakura knew that he knew what she was up to. Anything she said he knew would be a lie. She wanted to cry again. It seemed that there was no hope of escape. She sniffled as the tears leaked from her eyes, leaving wet trails as they found refuge in her hair. Itachi felt her chest rubbing against his own as she breathed heavily.
‘So beautiful, even as she is breaking…’ Itachi thought. He brought his tongue and lips to the corner of her eye to taste her falling tears, savoring the flavor of their saltiness. Sakura yelped as Itachi kissed his way down her jaw until he reached her lips. He kissed her chastely before licking her lower lip and nipping at it with his teeth. She drew in a breath and Itachi took advantage and plunged his tongue into her mouth, sucking and licking at her tongue playfully.

Itachi was satisfied she was sufficiently distracted and took advantage. He cupped a breast in his free hand while he used the other to hold his weight. Sakura’s sense of indignation welled up as guilt washed over her. She pushed hard against Itachi’s chest and wrenched her mouth free of his. Her chest was heaving, her sensitive nipples rubbing against Itachi’s hard chest.

“Why are you doing this to me? Why am I here? What do you want?” Sakura sounded almost desperate.

“You are here as bait. However, since you have arrived, I have found another use for you.” Itachi stated in a matter-of- fact manner. Itachi stood and turned on the light to the room. He wanted to see her reaction to the news. Sakura squinted her eyes as the light blinded them. Itachi watched her coolly as she oriented herself and stood on the opposite side of the bed.

“Oh, and just what “use” do you have for me Itachi?” Sakura retorted. “Am I to be your personal whore now? Because you can just forget it!” Sakura’s tone increased with each word she spoke.

“No, not a whore Sakura. As the last of the Uchiha clan it is my responsibility to revive it, and you are going to help me create a clan more powerful than any other. You are going to be the mother of my children.”

Sakura laughed in a mocking manner, unable to believe her own ears. “You’re joking right? What makes you think that I would consent to such a thing?” Sakura stated, her tone spiteful. “I don’t love you! I love Kakashi! And even if I didn’t love him, I could never love you because you slaughtered your whole clan! You ruined Sasuke’s life! All he seeks now is power and revenge and when he has finished you off he will rebuild…” Sakura trailed off as her mind finally caught up with what Itachi had said. “…You cannot be the last of your clan! Sasuke…”

“Is dead.” Itachi finished. “I killed him, two years ago. He thought he was ready to challenge me. He was wrong.”

“Liar! I don’t believe you!” Sakura screamed in rage. “He would not die by your hand! He…”

“… Was weak, just like all the rest. Undeserving.” Itachi stated, face devoid of any emotion, as if he were commenting on something mundane like the weather.

“Bastard!” Sakura spat. “I’ll not be your brood mare!” Tears rolled down her flushed cheeks as she continued. “I’m going to marry Kakashi! I’m having his child!”

Itachi’s face grew into a smirk at her last statement. ‘If she only knew…’ He was not going to tell her now. It was not the right time yet.

“What the hell are you smirking at you sick fuck?” She spat angrily. Sakura’s hand covered her mouth after her outburst. She knew she had gone too far as Itachi’s smirk fell and his eyes narrowed and his Sharingan slowly started spinning. He slowly walked around the bed, never taking his eyes off of hers. Sakura backed into the wall behind her, holding up her hands in defense as he drew near.

“Please, Itachi. I didn’t mean…” She started.

Itachi invaded her personal space, hovering inches from her as he stared deep into her jade eyes. Sakura felt the heat from his body stifling her, giving her the feeling of suffocating.

“You are mine, Sakura.” Itachi spoke in nearly a whisper. When others speak in a whisper, they sound intimidated or shy. When Itachi speaks in a whisper, he sounds intimidating and menacing. Itachi grazed her jaw with the back of his fingers. “When I have finished with Kakashi, he too will die. Then you will know that you belong to me.”

“I don’t understand.” Sakura said between tears. “What do you want from Kakashi? Can’t you leave him out of this?”

“I am the last of my line… for the time being. Kakashi is the only other who possesses the Sharingan, and I need his eye. My sight is failing and he is going to provide me a replacement.”

Sakura bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth. All she wanted to do was get away from the monster in front of her. She tried to make her escape but Itachi caught her arm and gently pushed her down onto his bed again. Sakura cursed herself as she once again let her hormones and emotions get the best of her. She cried, not hiding her sounds of anguish as Itachi hovered over her again, this time straddling her thighs. “Sshhh…” He placed his hands on her temples this time, slowly pushing his chakra into her in a pulsing rhythm. The effect on Sakura was immediate. Her cries calmed and she grasped his hands with hers.

“What… are you doing to me?” She questioned in a daze. Itachi did not answer immediately, but just continued to pump chakra into her body.

“I’m taking care of you.” He finally responded. Sakura was fighting to keep her eyes open. She wasn’t sure if she was hearing these things or not. “I’ll get you something to eat when you wake. We must take care of our son, Sakura. Stress on the child cannot be healthy.”

Itachi released his hold on her after she was asleep. He wearily covered her with his black silk sheets before leaving the room, making his way toward the kitchen. He needed nourishment himself if he was to be ready for Kakashi. He fixed himself a small breakfast and ate at the kitchen counter. He considered his beautiful new companion, eager for the right time to make her his fully. Itachi was a patient person by nature. But he couldn’t deny his strong desire to fuck her senseless. ‘Soon…’ He smirked as he imagined how she would react to all his ‘hidden abilities’. Sharingan was good for more than destruction. She would soon learn just how good it was for creating pleasure.

Itachi took care of his dirty plate before he assembled a plate of fresh fruit, sliced meat and cheese. He poured her a glass of cold water and took his offerings and set them on the bedside table in his room. He stared at the beautiful woman sleeping on his bed and thought of how powerful their offspring would be. Not to mention beautiful. He nearly smiled as he left the room, thinking of how fun it was going to be to actually create them.

End Chap 15

A.N. Yes, Itachi is a twisted, evil bastard. And that is why I love him!! I will try to start on the next chapter tomorrow, but I make no promises. Between work, children and buying a house I stay kinda’ busy. But I’ll do my best. Thanks for reading! Please review!!!

Special thanks: ronsmyhero, Jovianwolfgirl, CianaRui, Pkitty, and jennjennr. Your reviews inspire me to keep going!!
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