Two Loves, One Fate (Itachi & Sasuke Uchiha)

№.22 :: Murderous Intentions

Chapter Twenty-Two

I fought against the pain that tore through my torso as I stood up with quickness, Chihiro's head snapping in my direction as her hand found its way around one of the kunai's handles. I sprinted towards the door with clenched teeth, fighting against the pain that wanted to rip me apart. I was mere feet away from the door when a kunai flew past me, lodging itself into the wall beside me. My fearful gaze stared at the kunai as I neared my escape, knowing that I had to thank her horrible aim. That could have been me, but I pushed that thought aside as my hand wrapped around the doorknob. A gasp escaped me as the door opened, my hand quickly falling to its side. A scream tore through Chihiro's throat as she threw the second the kunai, this time it was coming straight towards its target...my face. I closed my eyes; my fingernails cutting into my skin as I waited for the painful contact of her kunai penetrating my skin. But the pain never came and I was left in wonder, knowing that her kunai was on target. My eyes slowly opened, suddenly growing wide at the sight that laid in front of me. Itachi was in front of me, the kunai that had been aimed for my face caught swiftly in his grasp. He came back just in time because there was no way possible that I would have been able to dodge Chihiro's attack in the state that I was in. I was actually surprised that I was still standing, that's how weak I felt at the moment. My gaze traveled over to the doorway, and I saw Deidara, a grim expression etched on his face as he stared on at Chihiro.

"What happened here? Chihiro, explain yourself now." Itachi's voice was beyond calm. His words came out like usual, without emotion. But there was a spark of light in his voice that clearly showed his rage at the situation. Itachi's Sharingan eyes traveled from the kunai in his hand to my face, quickly picking up the entire story with a silent glance around his room. It was the first time that I actually saw the destruction of the room, and I had to look away to hide the fear that appeared in my eyes. I could have been killed and it was luck that kept me alive. Deidara led me out of the bedroom, Itachi's gaze still on my petrified form. There was a split second were our gazes just connected and it was like he was looking into my soul, reading my thoughts and the fear that I was quickly drowning in. I couldn't bear looking at him any longer, especially with the knowledge that this fight had been over him. I stood out in the hallway with Deidara, my gaze finally landing on Chihiro. She was trembling from head to toe in fear, her wide eyes expressing the anxiousness that she was feeling. I knew how it felt to be under Itachi's intimidating gaze, and for just a moment, I actually felt sorry for Chihiro. Itachi looked from Chihiro to me, the emotions that lingered in his eyes noticeable at first glance. His gaze then landed on Deidara, who's hands were firmly planted on my shoulders. Itachi's eyes narrowed as he spoke. "Deidara, Serenity will sleep in your room tonight. Now leave us; I have to speak to Chihiro alone." I saw the fear in Chihiro's eyes deepened as Itachi closed the door behind him, cutting off the light that illuminated the hallway and sending us into total darkness.

 I was at a complete loss; not knowing what was going to happen to Chihiro terrified me. I never liked the girl to begin with, but even I knew that Itachi was the wrong person to anger. My eyes filled with fear as I turned to stare at Deidara, his body language telling me that he was calm and collected. How could he act like this when Chihiro was going to be punished? Deidara quickly noticed the fear that was trembling through me, his lips pulling back into a smile as if that would be enough to cheer me up. I ignored his attempt, my gaze converting back to stare at the door. "What do you think Itachi is going to do to Chihiro? You don't think that he would hurt her, do you?" I asked in a whispered voice, afraid that my voice would be carried into the bedroom and that Itachi would hear everything that I had to say. It was then that I turned back to face Deidara, a look of pure shock plastered across his face. I wasn't expecting that look to come from Deidara, and I began to wonder why he was giving me such a strange look when I just wanted to be informed on the things that were happening around me. I couldn't help but be worried for Chihiro, fearing that Itachi might pass the line when it came to punishing her. I wasn't saying that I didn't think she deserved what she might get, but I did fear Itachi's methods of punishment. Was Itachi even capable of killing her? A new sense of fear sparked inside of me as that thought crossed my mind.