PLAYFUL BET || ITACHI X READER

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PLAYFUL BET || ITACHI X READER

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RIGHT AS THE SUNSET ON THE WEST,

You and Naruto reached Konoha, not expecting to finish the assigned task that quickly. Making Sakura beam in excitement as soon as she spotted the both of you, her feet instantly dragged her towards your stance. She who's been waiting for you at the entrance greets you with an embrace. Which made you chuckled and hugged her back, you felt Naruto's arms wrapping you as well. The young blonde nuzzles his nose to your head.

"Distance..." Sakura muttered, her brows knitting. "Please!"

Unfortunately, he got hit, causing his cheeks to redden. He had no choice but to walk with a swollen face. You bubble out a peal of laughter by the way they appeared in your perspective. It shortly shifted into an astounding one as you traveled your eyes around, admiring the beauty of the village. With the picturesque glowing lanterns all over the place, fine artworks that were beyond your standards, the heavenly aroma of the food in each store, the chattering and loud music mixing the atmosphere, was enough to make your eyes glitter in elation. 

"Come on," Naruto pulled you by your wrist, snapping you out from your thoughts. 

The three of you entered a shop that keeps various hues and designs kimonos. In everywhere you sight on, you can find them hanging on mannequins. Some of it was on hangers attach to the walls. A tall-fair lady whose age was in her mid 50's entrees you with a heartwarming smile. You returned it with exposed teeth. Alongside Naruto and Sakura, you began roaming inside, checking out for your desired pattern. 

"Hey, hey, look at me! I bet Sasuke can't pull off something like this." Naruto, who just came out from the fitting room, puts on a smug expression, securing the knot in his kimono more tightly. Sakura sighed in vexation, pressing her forehead with her palm. 

"Looks nice,"  You lifted your thumb, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Black and orange complemented his figure. It seems to be as if he owns that color. 

"Heh, see! She even told me I look nice on it." 

"Whatever," Sakura rolled her eyes. Turning her orbs in your pose, she asked.  "What do you think of mine?"

"Oh! You look wonderful, Sakura-chan!" Naruto applauded, gazing upon her pastel pink kimono. 

"Thanks, but I wasn't asking for your opinion tho."

"Show me a little more kindness, 'ya know!"

You giggled. "Pretty, it has the same color as your hair."

"I know, right?" She utters, running down her fingers through her short glossy hair. Those green emerald eyes she possesses instantaneously pierce you a playful glimpse, commencing you to tilt sideways, confuse why she was throwing you such a look.

"Isn't that—"

Sakura pushes you into the room along with the kimono you're carrying. Her expression seems to be suspicious she even cuts Naruto off. Since you trust the kunoichi, your best friend, very much, you chose not to bother and mind your own business. 

"Can you stay there for a moment? At least ten? No, fifteen minutes. We're just going to find Kakashi Sensei and Sasuke-Kun. We don't want them to waste such a happy memory. Right Naruto?"

He who doesn't have any clue about what's going on agreed. "Y—Yeah, yeah! We must indeed find them! I wonder why..."

"Okay? Then later—" Without even hearing your last words, Sakura closes the door with great force. Hence, leaving you daze and skeptical. "—bitches. What was that?"

Well, they were indeed going to find Sasuke and Kakashi's whereabouts. Sakura already appointed Naruto about that right after they stepped out from the place. He was also confused about the situation but decided to go with the flow. Although her reasons were a bit contrary to your guesses, she's a hundred percent sure that you'll love her surprise. 

Back in the store, at the fitting room precisely. The owner knocks at the wooden door, excusing herself if she can get something from the storeroom. Assuring you that there won't be anyone dropping by at the site after seeing the counter without anyone guarding it, you politely let her go. You continue slipping off the clothes down your body, eyeing your exposed figure with the mirror in front of you. The silence filling the air made you at ease for a second.

"Be careful on your mission, huh." You utter, nibbling your lower lip. The idea of Itachi crossing your subconscious leads to hilarity escaping your mouth. Gushing blood up to your cheeks, the feeling of his arms still lingers in your body. How it protected you from the enemy, you were like a fangirl screaming with the thrill you experience, 

How you wish to be wrapped around it once more.

"Is there anyone—" the gentleman trailed off, pushing the half-closed door. "—there?"

The sight of the shinobi robbed you of speech, unable to do any movements. You can hear your palpitating heart by the reticence around you. Swallowing hard while gaining your composure, you swiftly coated your flesh with the fabric. As for the gentleman, you assume that he couldn't care less about what he just saw. Even though he did stray his vision all over your bared breast down to your entrance, you can tell by just looking at his reaction. He doesn't seem to be interested. He closes the door without any word, leaving you in embarrassment. 

"Hey, Itachi." 

"What is it, Shisui?" he responded, resting his back on the wall.

"I can't find anyone here. It's kinda weird."

"Me too," his words made you flinched. "Looks like the owner isn't here."

"Now that you mention it." Shisui sighed. "Oh geez! I was looking forward to wearing one!"

"You sure do," 

"Maybe we can wait for her and—" 

Just at the moment when the lady came back, you immediately tread out of the room, wearing the kimono you picked earlier. She approaches you again with the same smile she showed you. Complimenting how good you look, you excuse yourself to leave the place to find your friends. Furthermore, you can't deal with Itachi after your shameful encounter. Or should you say you don't even know if you can face him the next time your paths meet?

"If there's anything that captured your taste, I'll be at the counter," she informed them. 

"Alright!" his friend exclaimed. "Itachi, let's get... hold on, wait for a minute!"

"Yes?" 

"Is smiling the new form of expressing irritation?" 

"What do you mean?"

"Back at the headquarters, you were frowning so bad. As if your nose and ears are gonna smoke anytime now." He grinned. "What happened?"

"Let's just say," he interposed. "I found something quite amusing."

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