Itachi Uchiha one shot - Are you mad with me?

    Hey everyone! So I did this one with the idea of showing love without actually showing the main character too much. It's a little different, but I think it's got a whole new side to it.
Anyway, don't take my word for it, go ahead and tell me what you think, I'm always up for critiquing and making myself better.
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.x.Hidden.x.Winter.x. 

               “Are you going to kill me Sasuke?”

                You looked at the Uchiha, his sharingan eyes were focused on you, trying to force you into submission, but you stood tall. The blood running through your veins made you immune to jutsus. “You know how it works Sasuke, if you want me dead you have to do it yourself.”

                “Why?” he spat out. “Why do you protect him?”

                “Itachi is -”

                “DON’T YOU SPEAK HIS NAME IN MY PRESENCE!”

                “Itachi is a good man.” You continued. “A brave man, a selfless man, tortured by his past. All he wants is for you to be happy and if his death will make you happy he will gladly lay down his life for you.”

                “Then why is he hiding? Why isn’t he here!?”

                Your eyes flashed. “Because I am not brave. I am not selfless. I will do whatever I can for my happiness. And you know what makes me happy? Seeing Itachi breathing. Seeing my husband with his son. Seeing the love of my life open his eyes every morning! That is what make me happy and I will not, ever, let you take that from me!”

                You were almost nose to nose with Sasuke, you could feel his hot breath on your face. You looked into his eyes, they were so different from Itachis, colder, more distant.

                “Put this aside, this revenge, this quest of yours to kill your own brother! Go home Sasuke. Let me live in peace with my husband and our child.”

                Sasuke had been wild when you first found him, like a rabid animal, eyes wide and teeth bared. Now, your words had quieted him.

                “You have a son?” he asked.

                You nodded, smiling. “A baby boy, Riku.”

                Saskue looked away, “how old?”

                “Just two months.”

                “Itachis son?”

                You nodded, “your nephew.”

                Sasuke was silent, so you continued, “He has the sharingan of course, but the one thing I was confused about is his hair. His hair is not the white of my family, it’s the black of the Uchiha. But Itachi’s hair is the darkest black, there is no blue reflection in moonlight.” You smiled, “looking at you, I can see where my son gets his hair from.”

                “He has my hair?” Sasuke looked at you shock showing on his face. You had broken through that cold outer shell and got to the sasuke inside.

                He continued, “uchiha eyes, uchiha hair, does he have anything from you at all?”

                You chuckled, “I’m hoping he has my personality, but it would seem he has my appetite. You or your brother never seemed to eat much.”

                This seemed to strike a chord within him. “he’s probably hungry now.”

                “probably.”

                “You should go, he needs you.”

                “He needs his father too.” You said quietly. “There’s no point me leaving to take care of my son, only to wait and have his family torn apart later.”

                Sasuke was silent.

                “Please Sasuke, let my son keep his family.”

                His head was lowered, but you saw his eyes start to glisten.

                “I want my son to have a mother and a father. I want my son to have friends. I want him to have the happy life that was denied to the rest of us. Can you give him that?”

                A tear spilled over his cheek and ran to his chin. You lifted his face to look in his eyes.

                “You are his family now, you are my family. And this is our chance. Please Sasuke.”

                He broke, and wrapped his arms around you. His body heaved as he sobbed, and you could tell that it was all over. These were not the sobs of a criminal, these were the sobs of a little boy left on his own. The sobs of someone who despised what they had become. You stroked his hair to comfort him, and hummed a lullaby.

                “Where did you hear that?” He asked, pulling back.

                “Itachi sings it to Riku.”

                Sasuke paused, “my mother used to sing that to me.”

                You smiled, “it puts Riku right to sleep.”

                His lips twitched, “It did the same to me.”

                The two of you were silent, then you asked, “would you like to meet him? Riku?”

                Sasuke nodded, “but not yet.”

                You smiled in understanding, “Go home to the leaf village. In eight months we will be moving back there, will that be ok?”

                “You, Riku, and…?”

                “Itachi.” You answered.

                Slowly he nodded, “I think so.”

                You tiptoed and kissed his forehead. “Then I look forward to seeing you then.”

                Sasuke stayed in that clearing for a long time after you left. He kept picturing your baby. Itachi’s baby. He imagined him laughing and pulling at your hair, wondering at the lack of colour. He imagined him learning the fireball jutsu, truly becoming a part of the Uchiha clan. This child would get that chance. You were right, this child deserved the life that none of you got.

*

                You tip-toed in the house. You had found it abandoned so it was a perfect place for you and your family to stay until you were allowed back in the Leaf. You looked into the kitchen and saw Itachi stood there with a sleeping Riku on his shoulder. His eyes cut into yours and you could see he was angry.

                “Where were you?” He asked. Itachi never raised his voice, well almost never. His anger was a seeping cloud that washed over you in waves.

                “I went to see Sasuke.” You answered.

                A silence washed over. He was furious. Furious at you for leaving without telling him. Furious for going to his brother. Furious for putting yourself in danger.

                “What about Riku, if you didn’t come back.”

                You stepped forward and stroked the soft hair on your sleeping sons head, and then put that hand on Itachis cheek.

                “I knew I would come back.”

                “It was dangerous.”

                “He is your brother. He is my family now too, I trust him.”

                Itachi struggled with his words, he wanted to kiss you and strangle you and lock you in the house at the same time. He settled for, “I was worried.”

                You smiled, and tiptoed to kiss his lips. “I know.”

                “What did he say?”

                “he wants to give up on his revenge. He went back to the leaf village.”

                Itachi relaxed and chuckled, “Naruto has been trying to do that for years and you do it in one conversation. How?”

                “I told him about Riku. He wants to be a part of this family. When we go back to the leaf village Sasuke wants the opportunity to get to know his nephew.”

                Itachi sighed, you were impossible. You always ran into these situations and put yourself smack dab in the middle of danger, but always managed to get the outcome everyone wanted. He shifted Riku further up his shoulder, and then curled his other hand around your back and pulled you too him. Your lips moved in sync with his and Itachi felt whole, just like he always did when he was with you

                “Never do that again.” He growled between kisses.

                You giggled. “I love you too.”