Itachi

She was a bookworm. As Pein lined up all the girls as they arrived at the same time, Y/N blushed and mostly hid behind Her sensei as she avoided anyone's eye. "It appears your mine." A man with a silkily long ponytail held out his hand to her, and she looked down with a small bit of fear.

"It's okay." Sensei stepped aside and the man grasped Y/N's hand warmly.

"I look forward to working with you, Sensei." Y/N whispered shyly, intimidating by the air around him. He smirked.

"Itachi is fine." He let go of her and started to walk away. "Follow me to the training room...you name?"

"Yes, it's Y/N, Itachi Senpai." She called as she followed him without hesitation. He looked back to her with a small tilt of his lips into a smirk.

"Again, just Itachi."

..............

He was not easy on her. She explained to him that she had a certain amount of stamina until herself was in danger. She was sickly as a child, but her sensei had believed in her and trained her for years.

If she got out of control, she could cough up blood. Itachi saw first hand, after a timed workout of just 30 percent depleted chakra. "You can withhold for a long time." He hummed as she nodded shyly at him.

"I've been training for years sir." She mumbled shyly, though there was pride hovering in her voice. "Sensei never gave up on me."

Itachi looked deep into her face as he agreed, she was worth not giving up on.

"Good girl. Here." He handed her a napkin as he watched her wipe the blood off of her lips.

"I'm sorry Itachi-Senpai, if I get too out of control this happens." She was heaving as she coughed up the rest of her remains. Itachi nodded in fault.

"Don't worry, I know what it means to be ill. You're not at the best of your abilities." He hummed as he looked away.

"I always try to make up for it." She smiled as he looked back to her. He noticed right away that her open mouth smile was perfectly white.

"Yes, I agree it's for the best."

..............

She was perfect. She was not the strongest, she didn't have some god like jutsu, and she was not the goddess of the world. But the first time he saw her naked, he believed for the first time that he was truly a god.

How else could something so beautiful exist?

Y/N had witnessed a small group go into one room, all woman and male half dressed, as her nose scrunched up in soft longing. Itachi glared at her as she mumbled out loud her curiosity about the wonders of a foursome. She said that her best friend (Deidara's Girl) had said it was the hottest thing she had ever experienced.

Itachi glared at her as she kept talking, never before had he ever been jealous in his life. He was not used to it at all. Y/N was a very pretty girl, and he was used to her getting so much attention. But what she was suggesting was insane.

"So let me get this straight?" He said in the same soft but strong voice he always spoke with, making her turn around to look at him. "You want someone else touching me but you? And vice versa?"

Y/N shrugged with a soft whimper. "I was just curious about it, Itachi Senpai. (Name-Chan) does it all the time with Deidara-kun."

"Well we're not them." Itachi huffed as he tried to keep his tone calm.

"But Itachi-kun I just wanted to spice things up." She huffed with a whine.

"Spice things up...... WE HAVENT EVEN HAD SEX." Itachi huffed and raised his voice at her, making her flinch. "I apologize." He softly said as she nodded in agreement.

"It's okay, maybe you're right." She was shy again. "Maybe we should have sex now!" She smiled brightly.

Itachi stared at her.

.........

Itachi had always tried to dissuade her from making love with him. He felt incredibly guilty dating her in the first place, knowing what his future held. He was dying of a disease slowly, but surely.

He did not want to leave her, but she was truly attached to him. He didn't want to hurt her.

Y/N was a medical ninja, and was damn good at it. She was able to go to 30 percent without a sweat still, and was good at suppressing his illness until he could fight his brother.

"You're too good for me." Itachi told her repeatedly on so many separate occasions, knowing she was always there for him. It would not be too long now, until it was his time to go.

"Itachi, I'll do anything." Y/N whispered softly as she looked at him. Itachi stared back at her.

"I will grant your wish, what do you want?" He stroked her chin as he stared into her big beautiful eyes.

"Please make love to me, just once." She begged as he nodded.

And lips crashed together along with bodies for the night, sweat piling up against each other as they realized they had truly missed out.

.............

He was gone. She came out of the shadows with tearful eyes, her sobs threatening to tear out of her throat as she approached the two. The little brother he had loved so much said nothing as he stared at her, breathing hard as he leaned against the wall.

Y/N dropped to her knees as she rolled Itachi over, tears falling out of her eyes as she hiccuped. Then her heartbroken sobs fell as she cupped his face gently.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more." Y/N sobbed as she stroked his face. The boy next to her slid down to his feet, no longer able to stand.

"He's gone." He said gently, afraid she would lash out at him in his zero chakra stage.

"I know." She moaned softly as she stood, more tears tracking down her face. Her hands moved over Itachi's face as she closed his eyes gently.

"Who were you, to Itachi?" The brother asked weakly, his eyes barely opening. She moved closer to him as she hit his hands away. Her own moved to his chest as he breathed a sigh of relief, she was helping to heal him.

"So much." She whispered. "I was his happiness." She said simply, and focused more on his healing. Soon, Tobi would come for them. He was always waiting.

"Itachi couldn't feel happiness." The boy said coldly, but she paid him no mind.

"You didn't know Itachi then." She said gently, and they both ignored her until Tobi came to take them back to the base. By then, Sasuke had passed out.

..................

She was an artist. Nothing like Deidara or Sasori, who used their forms of arts for disgusting matters. She had real talent. She would spend hours when not training, to practice her form of art. She loved to draw.

Itachi noted that her drawings and paintings were so realistic that if they were to come to life, he might not have been able to tell the difference. She blushed when she was caught sketching him one day, his hands instinctively pulling out to brush his own hair.

"Itachi Senpai, I'm sorry." She whispered as he gazed upon his face that held so much emotion.

"Is this your ninjutsu?" Itachi noted as she blushed even heavier.

"Yes.." Y/N's head tilted down like a child.

"Could you elaborate?" He tilted her chin up as she shyly nodded.

"Well... I can tell the future." She covered her hair with a blushing face. 

"Your kidding me." He said gently, knowing she was embarrassed. He backed off.

"I.. it's not set in stone." Y/N frowned as she looked away. "But when I think really hard about someone and focus my chakra, I can see someone's best path." She said gently. Itachi nodded, understanding.

"I see yours." She blushed. Itachi raised an eyebrow. "It's complicated." She frowned as she turned a brand new page.

"Can you tell me his?" Itachi dug in his pocket and handed her a picture. She stared at the beautifully rounded face.

"Oh.. Itachi." She frowned when she held the picture in her hands. Y/N bit her lip. "Who is this?" She asked gently.

"My little brother." Itachi said simply, entrusting her. Y/N gasped slightly as she took in the features of the boy.

"He's very handsome." Y/N mumbled happily as she focused her chakra, staring into the smiling boy's eyes. He couldn't be any older than 13.

"He's older now, just a few years older." Itachi mumbled. "If you need his current photo I can give you a mugshot." Itachi said. 

"No.  This is enough." She placed the photo down and got to work as she focused on her sketchbook. Itachi left the room and let her work in peace.

He thought about how sweet she was, and hoped that his brother would one day find someone just like her. He did not deserve her.

......

"Itachi!" Y/N burst into his room as she crashed into his arms. Itachi hugged her tiredly.

"Yes?" He mumbled.

"I finished." She mumbled happily as she pushed the sketchbook towards him. He nodded as he reached over and grabbed his reading glasses.

"What?" He mumbled as he stared down at the picture, trying to interpret it. Y/N got on her knees with a sad smile, watching Itachi's face open with shock.

His little brother was drawn perfectly, every last detail of his face was drawn to perfection. It was not that, that shocked him. It was the very pretty girl drawn next to him, holding his hand strongly.

"What does this mean?" He asked Y/N, noticing the deep look of emotion written on Sasuke's face. He was staring right at the girl, an intense look on his face. He almost looked dare say, happy.

"His future is filled with love." Y/N blushed as she cupped Itachi's cheek. "So much love."

"But that's a hyuga." Itachi commented as he took in her unique eyes.

"Yes." Y/N nodded. "I think Sasuke knew her before.. everything." Y/N pouted as she spent a lot of time trying to analyze the dream.

"Now that you mentioned it...He had a hyuga friend when he was very little." Itachi hummed as he remembered. "She is very pretty."

"Yes." Y/N nodded.

"Well.. I can only hope my brother doesn't mess this up." Itachi smiled and held the picture close. He would keep this safe.

"Have faith in him, I'm sure he will be okay." Y/N smiled.

..................

Y/N sobbed as she lowered herself down to her knees, a heart broken whine coming out of her throat as she shakily cried.  Her and Sasuke have become friends and comrades, but he still didn't know how to deal with her crying.

Sasuke stared at her, feeling all strength leave him. "What is this?" He asked gently as he lifted a piece of paper Itachi had handed him. He had clenched it so tightly it almost tore.

Sasuke has awoken in her room, a peaceful look on his face after Tobi had told him the truth about Itachi. 

Y/N stared at him as she held out her hand, sniffles coming from her mouth as she gently took the paper. He covered her with a blanket, her shivers stopping briefly.

"I can tell your happiest path to a good future." She whispered as she shakily took the now blood stained photo.

"This is Hinata Hyuga." Sasuke said softly, brushing the paper.

"Yes." Y/N sobbed shakily as Sasuke bit his bottom lip in thought. 

"Baka." He whispered to himself.

Y/N stopped crying. Was Sasuke saying what she was thinking-!"

"I have to find her." Sasuke grabbed her arm and pulled Y/N to her feet. She smiled at the boy, knowing Itachi's dream would come true. "I have to tell her how I've always felt."

Y/N jaw dropped as the boy smiled softly, a genuine smile.

"We'll find her Sasuke.  She will never leave her village though." Y/N warned him as his face fell. "But it is possible for you to convince her to wait for you."

Sasuke nodded, and made hand signs as she got behind him.

"He's growing more Itachi." Y/N sighed dreamily as the boy blasted a hole in the Akatsuki base.

"Arigato." Y/N whispered as she left with Sasuke, the two of them ready to take on the world.