Sakura opened her eyes to try and find out why she had woken up.  There was a banging on her door—and it was only 4 in the morning.  Slowly, she got out of bed—while muttering profanities of whoever had woke her up—and went to answer the door.  She swung open the door to see Kisame…who was sweating and looked like a total wreak.
               “There had better be a really good reason for waking me at this hour,” she growled lowly.  After gulping, Kisame spoke.
“You’re a medic, right?”  She had then suddenly become more alert.
“Yes, why?”
“Something is wrong with Itachi; I think you better come check it out.”  Kisame quickly led Sakura to Itachi’s bedroom.  The door was already open.  They walked in to see some others already in there: Pein, Deidara, Hidan, and Tobi.
“Get out of the way!”  The others moved to the sides of the room.  She found Itachi doubled over, hands balled into tight fists that were over his eyes.  “Who here knows what happened?” she asked out loud.
“I was training my Sharingan,” Itachi whispered.  “I was…perfecting a new jutsu with it… that’s all I remember before the pain came.”
“Has this happened before?”
“No.”
“Maybe he’s too weak for new eye tricks,” Tobi commented.  His voice and tone was unusually cold.
“Tobi, were you training with Itachi?” Sakura asked suspiciously.
“Yes.”  Sakura sighed.  She then knelt down in front Itachi.
“Itachi, I’m going to try and help you, but you need to work with me here, got it?” Itachi nodded lightly.  He then whispered,
“Make them leave.”
“Everyone else, get out!” she shouted.  “Tasano, can you bring me my medic book?  It’ll be the black one.”
“Yes, of course.”  Two minutes later she had her medic book.
“Okay, Itachi, now sit up and remove your hands; I need to take a look at your eyes.” Slowly, Itatchi sat up and removed his hands form his eyes.  His eyes were bleeding from down inside this sockets, making it look like he was crying bloody tears.  The area around the eyes and under them, including his fingers, was caked with crimson blood.  Sakura mentally cringed.  Normally, Sakura could deal with seeing blood; it just didn’t affect her.  But seeing it ooze out of someone’s eyes?  It wasn’t normal and Sakura didn’t like looking at it.  “Okay, so you said you were out training you Sharingan?” she asked while skimming through her book about bleeding eyes.
“Yes.”
“Was this a new trick, or is it something you’ve used before?”
“First time.”
“Did you know a lot about this jutsu before attempting it?”  There was a pause.
“….No,” he whispered.  Sakura looked up from the page she was on and gave the man before her a serious look.
“Who told you about his jutsu?” she asked quietly.  
“That’s none of your business,” he retorted.  Sakura could tell he was hiding something.
“Right; well, let’s see if this helps at all.”  With her hands glowing green chakra, she placed her fingers gently over his eyes and flowed the chakra through them.  The process took about a few minutes.  “Okay, I suggest you not use your sharingan for a week or two; whatever trick you were trying to learn, it took a major toll on your eyes.—they were practically useless by the  time I got here tonight, and it would’ve taken months to heal without my help..”  Itachi glared at her accusingly.
“Haven’t you forgotten already?  It’s like you said:  I’m almost blind without my Sharingan,” he spat at her.  Sakura gave him a look all her own.
“Deactivate your Sharingan and tell me what happens.”  After a few seconds of mumbling (which Sakura found quit odd) Itachi deactivated his Sharingan.  Once he did so, his eyes widened ever so slightly.
“I can see well.”  He slowly stood up and walked around the room, looking at every little thing around him.  
“Everything looks different without your Sharingan, doesn’t it?”  He nodded in response.  Sakura didn’t understand why he was acting so strange.  He turned his whole body and looked at the young woman.  He stared intently at her, as if seeing something for the first time.  But then again, in a way, he kind of was seeing her fir the first time.  From what Sasuke had once told her, when you use Sharingan, everything is red and heat is measured in colors, like the Byakugan, but that is blue.  You can see no other real colors if sharingan is activated besides the red and the colors of heat.  The only way he can tell who is who is by either the shape of their body or the chakra signature they give off.
Sakura, feeling nervous under the Uchiha's gaze, decided to break the awkward silence.  “Okay, well, I’m going back to bed.  Seriously, though, don’t use your sharingan for a week or two and you will be just fine,” she said.  As Sakura headed toward the door, Itachi quickly spun her around and kissed her fiercely.  She gasped from surprise and he took advantage of the moment by slipping his tongue inside her mouth.  Sakura was shocked, to say the least; why would Itachi kiss her in the first place?  
After recovering from her stupor, Sakura roughly shoved him away and bolted out the door and headed straight for her room.  After thinking about what had just happened—again and again—, she came up with two conclusions:  1-she hated Itachi and wanted him dead; 2-she was possibly starting to fall for him.  And what made the situation a whole lot worse was the fact that she didn’t know what part of the conclusion was real and what part was make-believe.