Text from "blood limit"
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by paws-bells
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“Very well.” He spoke at last, and when he opened his eyes again, they were red.

Sakura froze for a short moment before she reacted.

“Are you crazy?!” The kunoichi exploded angrily. What the hell did he think he was doing?! “Turn it off right now!”

Despite the excruciating pain he felt at forcing chakra into his eyes, his powerful bloodline limit immediately threw his entire vision into sharp relief. The most brilliant of colors filtered harshly into his highly sensitized retinas and compared to the dull and subdued world of grays and whites that he had been seeing for the past weeks, this was something he had not known he would miss until it was almost gone.

“Damn you, Itachi! Did you hear what I just said?” Sakura raised her hands immediately to his temples in an effort to push her own healing chakra into his badly damaged optic nerves. “Turn the Sharingan off!”

The worried scowl on her beautiful face and the anxiety in her emerald eyes were so much more obvious to him now than they ever were and he understood immediately why she was so upset.

“No.”

Sakura could only gape at him with rising irritation as he gave her that one worded denial and gently but firmly took her hands in his and brought them back down to rest upon her lap. The kunoichi opened her mouth as if to say something but closed it again when the words just wouldn’t come out.
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Here it is, as I promised. Next comes my favorite part of the story and it will take some time. I really don't wanna hurry and ruin one of the best moments - actually it is the best- of the story, not to mention that deadlines drive me crazy...

Hands... They are the worst torture to an amatour artist. If you could find a proof to anti*evatution theories, that'd be hands, oh yeah... How the HECK they evolved into this...OBJECTION!
Kidding. Don't take offence.

Anyways- Page 1 is here;
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