Counting Stars (Itachi x fem!reader)

-7-

(Without Me - Eminem/Do I Wanna Know - Arctic Monkeys)

~People don't cry because they're weak, but because they have been strong for too long. -Uchiha Itachi~

For the past three days, I only left my room to go to the toilette. While the others kept on disturbing me, I insisted on being left alone. I had to think. Not only that, but I somehow had to deal with a ton of emotions. Especially after all the nightmares I had. Nightmares, which seemed a little too real for my liking.

The ceiling was quite awesome to look at, while thinking. I thought about leaving my room to take a shower. Everything about me felt disgusting. Not to forget that a hot shower was relaxing. It was decided. I  was going to take a shower. So I rushed into the bathroom of the hideout. We were lucky enough to be having water in the first place.

It took a few minutes, until the water became hot. Being my unpatient selfe, I checked every thirty seconds whether the water had a nice temperature or not. What I meant by a "nice temperature" was that the water had to extremely hot. Hot like me. I chuckled at myself. At the same time feeling stupid for thinking it was funny.

After taking off my clothes, I hopped into the shower. I was done with washing myself rather quick. The whole bathroom smelled like my shampoo now. I started to rub certain parts of my body, until they started to turn extremely red. Beginning with my wrists, ending with thighs. It was a habit of mine. I was touched by people, in ways, I did not enjoy. Every time I stood under the shower, I urged to just rub it off. You could say, I was rubbing away the memories.

Suddenly the water turned cold. "Damnit!" I shouted, being startled by the sudden temperature change. This hideout sucked. I immediately turned off the water. Taking a towel, I dried myself. Afterwards putting on fresh clothes.

Not wanting to be seen by anyone, I rushed back into my room. The alcohol on my nightstand looked appealing. I knew it wanted me to drink it. So I grabbed the bottle. Now making my way to Konan's room. We got along quite well. She wasn't talkative, but when she did open her mouth, it would be either funny, smart or helpful. In the end, I was the one who did most of the talking. Still, I enjoyed it. She was a great listener. Not only that, I would go as far as to say we trusted each other. 

"Hello Y/n. Do you need something?" She asked after opening the door for me. "You see, I have some wine." I started talking, holding up the bottle of alcohol, "Drinking alone would be depressive though. So I figured, why not drink it with my favorite Akatsuki member?" Konan nodded, letting me enter her room. I sat down on her bad as she closed the door.

"I was worried about you." She informed me me. Great. I felt guilty. "I must apologize. The mission was a pain." Konan sat next to me with two wine glasses. I wondered where she got those from. "Did your company do anything to you?" She wondered. There was a bit of worry inside of her, even if she didn't show it, I knew what she felt. "No! They wouldn't have come back if." I told her with much confidence. "I don't really want to talk about what happened. Maybe another day." My plan was to distract myself. She nodded, respecting my privacy. 

"What are we going to do?" She wondered, knowing that I must have planned something. "Let's have a stereotypical girlsnight! I never had one of those." I told her, being excited. Konan could relate to me. "So we'll do each others nails, make up, hair... Oh! And we can talk about boys." I elbowed her afterwards. She shook her head as a little smile appeared on her face.

Konan stood up to get the nail polish. She sat back down with a big box with many different colours in it. "Which one?" I leaned back against the wall, so I wouldn't see my hands. "Make it a suprise." I answered, being to lazy to think about it. Konan started to do my nails, while I tried not to look.

"So, you said that we should talk about "boys"." The angel said, I looked at her suprised, not expecting her to bring up this topic right away. "Yes, but I want to as-" She cut me off immediately. "Are you interested in anyone?" I looked at her in disbelief. "I... Eh... No one." I said a little flustered. "Seriously. All of them are stupid." I added. "Are you sure? You have been spending a lot of time with Itachi-san lately." Konan theorized, trying her hardest to not mess up my nails. She was a perfectionist. "It's complicated. I must admit, this man is really interesting. I want to break his walls down. But..." I didn't know what to say. Or how to say it."Is it Hidan-san?" She asked. Hidan and I were flirting from time to time, but it wasn't serious. The laughter which escaped my mouth was uncontrollable. I tried my hardest not to move my left hand. "Oh no. It's something else, not even a person, at least not a living." I told her, whispering the last part. 

"Do you think I would have a chance though?" Konan looked away from my nails, thinking for a minute. "Yes. Itachi-san never spent this much time outside of his room before. He never bothered to talk to one of us. Him talking to you is very promising." Silence followed afterwards.

Konan then finished my hand. "Other hand." She ordered. I looked at my hand and gave her my right. "How basic." I said to myself as I noticed the black on my nails. 

"Is there anyone you are interested in?" I wondered, watching how she continued painting my nails. Her concentration was admireable. "I loved someone once. He died a long time ago." She didn't deserve that. She should be with the person she loves. "In case, we're still alone in five years. We'll get married." I suggested as she nodded in total agreement. The alcohol started to do its magic.

By now we finished two bottles. I drank more than she did. Konan being now more talkative surprised me. In fact, she laughing the whole time. She wasn't alone with that. "I have an idea!" I exclaimed as I leaned forward to the angel in front of me. Her eyes me mine as she waited for me to continue. "Let's braid Deidara-san's and Itachi-san's hair. I planned on doing this, ever since I joined." She frowned, until a big smile appeared on her face. "This is the greatest idea you ever had." She admitted, getting up. "I'll pretend like I didn't hear the last part." I laughed as I took her wrist to drag her with me. We took the things we needed and searched for our victims.

We peeked our heads through the door from the living room, everyone, except Zetsu, sat on the floor with sake while playing a card game. "They didn't even invite us." I whispered, being quite sad. "Aren't you angry?" She asked. I shook my head. "Didn't think alcohol would make you less angry." Konan whispered to herself as she entered the room. I ignored her, for me ununderstandable words, as I followed her.

"Blondie! Itachi-san! We need you." I called out to them. They looked at us suprised. A few of them shifted in their seats as soon as they saw my threatening smirk. The two sat next to each other, so I went behind them and pet their head, "Don't worry. We're going to braid your hair. That's all."

Pain spoke up after noticing Konan's confused expression. "Is everything all right, Konan-san?" I looked over to her as she looked at me confused. I tilted my head in confusion. "Why are you not yelling at Deidara-san for drinking sake?" She asked as she walked towards me. I looked down at the table, noticing the cup in front of Deidara. The sadness came back. "What did I do wrong?" I acted like a mother.

Itachi frowned, not being used to my current behaviour. While Konan sat down next to me to comfort me by patting my back, the Uchiha elbowed Deidara. Blondie met Itachi's eyes. He was glaring at the teenager. "I'm sorry, Y/n-san! I won't drink ever again, okay?" He apologized, lightening my mood in an instant. "Great!" I exclaimed. 

Most of my comrades whispered to each other. I chose to ignore them and started to take care off Itachi's hair. He didn't protest, simply letting it happen. Konan did the same after a few minutes. The others continued with their game. Soon I noticed that I was too drunk to actually braid someone's hair. So I decided on doing simple piggy tails. I did my best and that was what matters. Konan on the other hand braided Deidara's hair. We had to giggle after looking at each other's work.

The others started to laugh at the two. Deidara was also laughing, not realizing that he didn't look any better. Itachi was just cofused. I now leaned against Itachi, not being able to hold myself anymore. "I think you look cute." I admitted with a sweet smile, he just looked away, avoiding my gaze.

I looked at blondie as he played with his two braids. "You look even cuter." Deidara stopped playing with his hair to look at me. He's cheeks turned red after a few seconds. I yawned. "You should go to bed, Y/n-san." Itachi told me. "Goodnight, guys." I said, listening to the Uchiha's advice. My bed awaited me.