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“Naruto.”
The blonde moved his eyes away from his work, eyeing Sasuke who sat across from him. “She’s going to kill us.” Naruto nodded gravely, “Only if she finds out, Teme.”
They didn’t voice the obvious fact that Sakura was smart enough to figure out who would actually dare to prank her. There was only two people in this entire world who would bother to prank her without caring that she could break every single bone in their body.
It was a good thing they were good at hiding from her wrath.
Sasuke gave a slight shudder of what Sakura could possibly do to them once she found them. He learned a long time ago that Sakura would not hesitate to beat the hell out of him just because she used to love him. Sasuke was already aware that she no longer loved him in a romantic way, which he was relieved to learn. He was finally able to open up to her without the fear of her squealing in his ear.
But it didn’t mean he wanted to risk his life now that she wouldn’t hesitate on putting him to the hospital with Naruto.
Naruto may be used to Sakura’s violent tendencies, but he certainly wasn’t.
Why was he helping Naruto with this again?
Oh, right. Because he was in love with the idiot.
“There!” Naruto wiped off some of the purple dye from his whiskered cheek-or he attempted to. It was more like he made it worse since his hands were covered in it.
Sasuke sighed one last time before taking the pile of clothes into his arms, glaring at the blonde. “Dope, if we get caught, I’m blaming it on you.” Naruto grinned in response.
Sasuke left in a puff of smoke so he could put their plan into action. If they were going to get beaten to a pulp anyway, he minus well make this worth it.
**
Sakura was still asleep when Sasuke entered her house through the window. Even with her sensitivity with chakra, she didn't even stir as he walked soundlessly towards her dresser.
It only took one minute to put everything away, but he paused. Most of this work was from Naruto...maybe he should put some effort as well.
Heading towards the bathroom, he took Sakura’s shampoo. He stared at it for a couple minutes, staring at the cursive, “ Cherry Blossom Express” before nodding to himself. This will be worth it.
…
Sakura yawned, opening her eyes to stare at the ceiling. The sun was already glaring down at her through her curtains, and the breeze filtered into her room chilling her warm skin. It felt nice.
Sakura was ready to doze off again, but she forced herself up. She had to head to the hospital to begin her shift in an hour.
Yawning, Sakura stripped off her tank top and shorts, so she can take a nice cool shower. She hummed lightly as she started the water, combing her hair so it wouldn't be too knotted when she slathered it up with her shampoo.
Which is the first thing she did when she entered the shower. She smiled at the familiar scent of cherry blossoms (She knew it was cliche for someone to smell like the flower they were named after, but she didn't care. It smelled good).
But.
Sakura’s brows furrowed. Something felt off about it. It was more full than she remembered, and it had a strange feel to it when she put in hair.
Sakura shrugged, focusing more on scrubbing her skin with her soap and brushing her teeth while she was at it. Maybe it was just her imagination; she didn't get a lot of sleep last night after all...She should probably stop taking up extra shifts. It was messing with her sleep schedule.
With a huff, Sakura rinsed everything out and got out of the shower. She wrapped her fluffy pink towel in her hair, grabbing a second one to dry her body.
In the past, she would have cried at all the scars that covered her body. They weren’t pretty. How could anyone possibly love her when she was covered in scars? She definitely couldn't love herself.
Now, she could care less. She showed her battle scars proudly because they were proof that she improved from her weak self. They were proof that she could survive without the help of others. It's why she never healed the scars, they were reminders of her improvement.
Sakura walked towards her dresser to dress into her hospital gown only to pause as soon as she opened it. She blinked owlishly, not really processing what she’s seeing exactly. Before it clicked.
Her clothes were purple. Purple!
Sakura pulled her clothes out delicately, before rummaging through the rest of her clothes. Even her underwear was purple!
She breathed through her nose slowly before letting it out from her mouth. Someone was going to die by her hands and she was going to make it hurt. A lot.
With the revelation that she had no other choice but to change into this horrendous color (because honestly, this color clashed horribly with her pink hair), she forced herself to change.
Sakura prayed to Kami that the rest of her day wouldn’t be as bad as it is right now. She was already trying to fight back her building anger, she didn’t need anything else to make it worse.
Sakura walked over to her bathroom to brush her hair, hoping that by doing so she could calm down enough to not break any of her stuff. Again. And maybe plan her revenge on the first two people who came to mind. Who else would possibly do this beside her two idiotic teammates?
She honestly regretted letting those two hook up. The pranks were 10 times worse now that Naruto somehow dragged Sasuke into it. Idiots.
Sakura stared at her reflection for a few minutes before trailing up to the only strand that stuck out from under her towel. It should have been that familiar light pink that she was so used to, but it wasn't.
And her blood immediately drained from her face at the realization.
Why was her hair white!?
Sakura leaned closer to her mirror to stare at the strand, pulling her towel off completely to see what happened.
She wished she hadn’t done that.
Her entire hair was white. All of it. The only part that had a hint of pink was the ends of her hair, and even that was a barely noticeable.
For the first time in a long time, Sakura cried while smashing her mirror into tiny pieces with a furious yell.
They were going to fucking DIE.
…
Itachi stared at a collection of vegetables, wondering which one he should choose. His mother had requested some a list for dinner, but he wanted to make sure they weren’t expired. Like the last time he had carelessly bought vegetables. He grimaced at the memory.
Itachi carefully chose some peppers that looked healthy enough before going onto the next thing on his list. Fish. Maybe he should buy some codfish this time. It had tasted delicious when he had first cooked the fish with onigiri. Itachi added it to his basket of food.
He paid for his purchases and left the market, walking straight for the dango shop. Itachi missed the sweet taste of dango, it’s been a long time since he had allowed himself to indulge himself. Especially with the amount of missions he had been taking recently.
Itachi was almost relieved that Tsunade had allowed him to take a break. It gave him time to catch up on the things that he missed. Like spending time with his brother.
Although, Itachi trailed his eyes to the sky lost in thought, he still didn’t get to spend a lot of time with him. Sasuke seemed to be too busy with Naruto, which he didn’t exactly mind. If his otouto was happy, then so was he.
“Itachi-chan!” He sighed as he turned to glower at his long time friend and closest. Itachi still didn’t enjoy the nickname Shisui gave him when he was 8. It seemed the nickname would never go away, even if he constantly threatened Shisui to stop saying it in public. It was embarrassing.
Shisui clamped a hand on Itachi’s shoulder, grinning at his cousin. “I see you’re finally home for once. You definitely needed the break, you-”
“SASUKE!!!!” Itachi blinked as he turned just in time to see a flash of purple and white, before pain flared across his face.
He could have sworn he was flying from the force.
He blinked again in a daze. He didn’t register the pain until he attempted to shift his body into a sitting position. Itachi grimaced, immediately slumping back onto the ground with a groan.
Staring at the sky once again, he tried to think about what just happened. Was he attacked? He frowned. Impossible. He was in the middle of the village, surely he would have realized an enemy was in the village. Especially with the amount of civilians surrounding him, they would have been screaming in terror.
Of course, he couldn’t exactly hear any screaming at the moment with how loud the ringing in his head was.
A pair of green eyes blocked his view of the sky. Through Itachi’s daze, he noticed how her eyes complimented the long pink lashes that framed her irises and the pale tone of her skin. He could admit that this women looked beautiful, although he would never say such a thing out loud. He watched as her hair fell from behind her shoulder to frame her flushed cheeks, he had to stop the urge to reach out and grab a strand of the silky looking hair.
Itachi watched as her lips moved a few times before realizing that she was speaking to him. He shook his head and sat up slowly, focusing on what she was trying to tell him.
“I’m so sorry Itachi-san! I thought you were Sasuke.”
He rose his eyes to stare at the girl, furrowing his brow. How does she know Sasuke? He glance to the side a bit to see Shisui shaking with laughter and it only made him more confused.
“Itachi, that’s Sakura.” Shisui wheezed before explaining what Sakura had told him. He had also mentioned his surprised at the fact that she even hit Itachi, but he decided to ignore that comment to focus on Sakura who looked sheepish.
He rose an eyebrow, unsure if he could actually see his younger brother going through with this sort of prank. “And this was Sasuke’s idea?” Sakura shrugged.
“And Naruto’s.” She smiled dangerously and Itachi was in a trance. Normally, he would be confused with his actions, but he could care less right now.
She really did look beautiful, even if her expression showed that she was planning murder. Which he should probably stop because this involved his little brother. Then again, his brother had it coming.
“Do you require assistance with your revenge?” Itachi ignored Shisui's surprised 'seriously? Oh man, this is going to be good!'
Itachi decided that Sakura was terrifying and beautiful and maybe he was a little in love.
He didn’t exactly mind.