Their Love (itasaku one-shots)

The pink hair did it

Title: The pink hair did it

Prompt: Superstition (30 prompts table A-30, prompt 11)

Pairing: ItaSaku

Au: non-massacre

Words: 659

Note; I'M BACK FROM DEATH PEOPLE. Though I have to admit that this is short.

Summary: A few years later, when they were married and had two of those little Uchiha devils running around, Sakura asked why he didn't like her at the beginning. His answer was simple. "The pink hair did it." He found it funny. His wife didn't.

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Itachi was a male who had seen much, but when he saw the little pink haired girl for the first time he had to look for a second time. Kunoichis do not have pink hair. But when he saw her for the second time (on the same day) he knew he was wrong. There was a kunoichi with pink hair. Apparently.

He still didn't believe it. But whatever. He had clan related things to do.

Are you kidding me? He sat at the dinner table when his little brother announced that he had invited his teammates over for dinner. Nothing wrong with that. Totally nothing. But something made him rethink that when he saw the pink hair.

He even changed that when the pink haired girl giggled when she saw him. He was not someone to meet and then be laughed at. So he did the only thing he could possible do. He raised his eyebrow. A normal person would have asked but he wasn't a normal person. Secondly, he had to keep the Uchiha's famous silence up. He did not speak unless it was utterly necessary.

Sensing that the older Uchiha's eyes were on her she looked back at him. "So you're the famous Itachi-nii-san Sasuke always talks about," she said, like an explanation, receiving a "Sakura!" from a pretty flustered (how Uchiha's get flustered) Sasuke. Naruto entered and greeted him.

The pink haired girl who irritates him to nowhere was apparently called Sakura, how original. He did say less than normal, (yes, that is possible) but observe the pinkette for the whole dinner.

When people would ask him later why he was so frustrated he would say; "She was so much different from what I was used to that I couldn't get used to it, and that made me irritated".

A few years later he had to go on a mission with Sakura. He had stopped referring to her as "pink haired girl" in his head and just used her name. They had to go on a mission with several teams and that was where Itachi learned that she some rituals she always did. Always the shoe for the left foot first and never, never take the last watch.

When one would ask why she did it that way, she would just answer that "it felt right" and so they did not ask it again.

A few years later, and Itachi had pushed himself over the fact that she was different from others and started to have normal conversations with her, surprisingly enjoying himself while talking to her.

Sakura was no different. She had just seen him as the brother of a teammate but when he stopped the creepy staring and started the conversations she started enjoying his company and started smiling.

Itachi loved the last thing. Her smiles. When her smiles were real it would reach her eyes, making the beautiful green eyes glitter. And when she had to cover up the fact that she cracked up at something he said she would cough, trying to cover her laugh, but that would make her cough real because, you know, laughing and fake coughing doesn't really end well, what would made him crackle up and ended with her being offended.

(He could only make up for it with a bouquet of red roses. No cherry blossoms. No. Just no. Sakura didn't like those. But she did love red roses.)

A few years later, when they were married and had two of those little Uchiha devils running around, Sakura asked why he didn't like her at the beginning. His answer was simple. "The pink hair did it." He found it funny. His wife didn't.

He did make it up by telling the real reason; that she was so much different from the others, that she was not anything he had ever heard of. That she was new for him, a whole new world.

And that he loved it.