Nothing But the Truth

Chapter 3: Eating the Apple

AN: I'm so disgusted with this chapter that I can't even revise it. Yeah, it's that bad. So please take this chapter with a grain of salt and read it only for the plot points for the rest of the story, and forgive my horrible ineptitude at writing for this chapter and chapter 4. Thank you for your patience, and I promise that the rest of this story is better than these chapters. Thank you for reading and please review.

Updated 8/25/13

Nothing but the Truth

Chapter 3: Eating the Apple

"Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?"

― Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor

"Itachi-san," her voice was sweet as her hands finally left his eyes. The sudden lack of soothing sensation from her chakra made Itachi feel somewhat empty. Her healing chakra was absolutely glorious on his tired eyes.

She'd been with them for a week now. Every other day they would work on his eyes and Itachi could already feel a difference. When he used his Sharingan, it no longer hurt as much as it had before. His vision was sharper and he felt himself responding quicker.

"Hn?"

"When is the next time you're going into a town?" she asked. Sakura felt a little more comfortable around the Uchiha. Her body didn't seem as tense when he entered her room, and she didn't feel the need to be constantly battle ready with him around. This being said, she was always on guard around him.

"Tomorrow, most likely," he stated.

"Get this while you're there?" she asked. He opened his eyes and found her sitting on the cushion next to him, holding a piece of paper. In her large loopy handwriting, a type of tea Itachi had never heard of was listed. "You'll be able to find it at any medical shop."

"Why?" he asked flatly.

"It's good for your eyes. It also helps me regenerate my chakra. Oh, one more thing!" she muttered excitedly as she grabbed her pen and a scrap of paper. Carefully, she drew a rough sketch of a plant and its root on it with a name and a brief description. "There should be a ton of this growing around. Could you just pick some next time you're outside?"

"Hn," he replied flatly. She was getting more and more brazen with him; she'd ask for things and he found her calling him foolish under her breath. Also, she'd begun making demands of him when it came to his eyes – telling him not to sleep with his Sharingan on, or keep it deactivated when he was in the compound. He supposed it was just the doctor in her, and he was sure she rarely had opposition to her demands back in Konoha.

She smiled her best smile at him and thanked him. He supposed they were done for the day, and he escorted her back to her room. She subconsciously held her wrists up to him and he reduced the amount of chakra she was allowed. Then, after she entered the room, he sealed her back in.

Sakura was going stir crazy in her room. She found herself loving the times she would heal Itachi just because it was getting out of this tiny, claustrophobic room. She had read over her notes a hundred times in the past week. Ugh I'm so bored.

She found herself staring at the wood panels on the ceiling. She made shapes using the naturally engraved grooves that were on the boards. She found one section that looked like Naruto. It created the allusion of whiskers, a big smile, and spikey hair. She found another one that resembled Sai. There was another that gave Tsunade credit. Sakura rolled over, huffed, and tried to sleep.

She awoke to a light knock on her door. She was surprised how long she'd slept despite the fact that she never did anything. It was most likely from her expelling so much chakra during her healing sessions with Itachi.