Eye for an Eye

This story well be written in this vignette type of setup, each chapter will explain the relationship between Sakura and Itachi. This will show everything from detailing how she found them on the battlefield to fighting alongside him against such opponents such as the Akatski and Sasuke Uchiha himself. Sakura wants to help save Sasuke and sees Itachi as a means to do just that, but she never intended for her feelings to get in the way.

Unlike most clans in the hidden leaf village, the Haruno family had no particularly special abilities. Yet I always prided myself on being able to figure out if someone was lying, there was a certain aura that hung around a liar, it left a bad taste in my mouth. Well that was until I met S-rank criminal Itachi Uchiha. It had happened on sheer accident that I stumbled upon him, perhaps if I knew what would happen I never would have went back to that damn battlefield. I could not read him, nor decipher his intentions. Perhaps it was an Uchiha trait to naturally be mysterious, but it was maddening. It did not help that as he lay in front of me, I felt a pang of guilt for the man that had slaughtered his very own people. I hated myself for feeling for this shinobi, yet it didn't help the face that I did. A bloody bandage was wrapped around where his eyes were, I did what I could for his pain. He never complained once even though I knew he had to be in agony, I could only do so much for him. Bringing him into the village was not exactly an option so we would have to make do with what we had here.

While he laid unconscious I ran a quick medical diagnostic on his body, it was then I found the disease festering in his chest. This sickness was settled deep into his body, he had carried it around for quite some time, it was no surprise Sasuke could beat Itachi in this state. I did not know particularly what this disease was, I did not even know if I could completely heal him. The only thing I did know without a doubt was that I could slow down the process, using my own chalkra to eat away at the diseased cells. Every time I sat above him working to remove the sickness from his bones, he would use this opportunity to tell me about the night he killed his people. The first time I instantly stopped and left him lying there, coughing up blood. My stomach tightened in a sickening knot as I imagined the look in his mother's eyes as he killed her.

Sasuke never wanted any sympathy or compassion, but my heart could not help but hurt for my former teammate. No one could ever imagine what he went through, not even Naruto. I know Kakashi-sensei tried to be there for Sasuke, but his drive for power and revenge overshadowed everything else. Every time I sat for a healing session with Itachi I soon found myself staying longer and longer, something made me want to listen to him, to understand perhaps. His voice was so quiet, yet commanding. I no longer loved Sasuke the way that I once had, yet I still cared deeply for him. I thought if I knew what happened that night, I might be better able to help him. One night I sat perched above Itachi as he finished his tale from start to finish. His calm voice never once wavered.

I did not know how to react when he stopped speaking. My first reaction was to call him a liar and a traitor and run out of the room, yet there was something that rang true about his story. I had seen the cruelty of the people in this village firsthand, the way they treated Naruto as if he was a wild animal. Yet of course now that Naruto saved the village, the same people that were once so cruel have suddenly become his number one fans. It made me sick as I walked through the village hearing these people sing his praise. I also held very little trust for Danzo and the ANBU, it makes sense they would see the Uchiha as a threat. Kakashi was the perfect example of how dangerous the sharingan can be. Yet would they really order the massacre of an entire village? How was it possible that no one had discovered the truth by now? There were more questions that I had, but Itachi and I had both pushed ourselves far enough for one day.

I watched in amazement as I stared at the S-rank criminal, while he was still an adult in form, I found myself staring into the face of a broken thirteen year old boy. Most people forgot that he was just a child as well when this took place, he was used and it made me sick. I could only imagine how many other lies we had been fed over the past years. Slowly I found myself questioning who I could really trust in the village. I did not touch him at first just simply watched as his shoulders shook violently, I knew that turning him in would not truly have no benefit. In my opinion he was already being tortured enough, and I knew him better than to think he would turn over any information to the interrogation team. Itachi was quiet, yet I knew if I was patient I could perhaps get more information of him than they could. I knew there was a chance that if I turned him in Sasuke would come looking for him, but that would also be putting both of them in considerable danger. I breathed slowly, the most important thing right now was making sure Itachi's health was stable. Although from what I had learned so far I am not quite sure if in the end it would make him my enemy or ally. He shook as I brought my hand up to meet his lips, they were softer than I expected.

"Sakura, I didn't want to do it," I hushed him gently and pulled his head into my lap. I ran my hands through his long brown hair that had escaped from his pony tail. I was going to help both Sasuke and Itachi Uchiha...even if it was the last thing I did.