Summary: Sasuke glared at the hyperactive blonde who had managed to land a hit on his brother. Who does that idiot think he is striking his brother like that? Zabuza won't be happy to know they failed…
Prologue: Twins"Congratulations," the nurse said in a cheery tone that came out in a mechanical tune, probably because she had said it for more than ten times. "Twin boys, perfectly healthy!"
Uchiha Mikoto smiled as she let herself relax into the rough blankets of the hospital. Her children were safe, no complications or critical conditions. She already had a miscarriage about five years ago, but she was blessed with healthy twins. She could finally call herself a proud mother of two fantastic boys.
Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, looking tired and relieved. Mikoto knew how much Fugaku wanted, no, needed, heirs. As head of the clan, the pressure was all on him. The only reason the elders hadn't forced Fugaku to remarry was because of their mutual love. It wasn't as passionate as it had been in their younger years, now it became a soothing, understanding love.
Never the less, she was glad. Fugaku reached over to take her hand in his placing a warm kiss on her forehead whispering, "So their names will be…?"
They already have agreed on this, it was unnecessary for him to ask, but knowing that he would ask for her consent for this…warmed her heart. To know that she had a loving husband, and now, two boys who will take up much of her life and emotions. Mitoko smiled as she said pouring all her love into the words, which became names for her beloved sons:
"Itachi and Sasuke."
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Uchiha Fugaku wiped the tears of his distressed wife as she mourned for her lost sons. Their third birthday was fast approaching and they were gone. Not gone as in dead, but gone as in…gone.
There was no trace of a forced entering or anything, the only visitor that had come was Shusui, who had come to see his baby cousins and wish them a happy birthday since he was leaving for a mission and would miss their special day. Fugaku trusted that boy too much to be suspicious of Shusui.
He closed his eyes and tried to imprint his children's faces into his memory.
The older, Itachi, was always quiet and secretive. He always found the darkest of corners to hide or the highest ledges to think, as Mikoto thought. Hardly six months old, he walked with low benches or table ledges as supports. Swirling abysses which became warm chocolate when they spotted their mirror image.
Sasuke, who was born 5 minutes after Itachi, was, for the lack of a better word, adventurous. Always getting hurt or in trouble, often times dragging his older counterpart with him. The first time Fugaku fussed over his child like Mikoto did was when young Sasuke, two years old, somehow agitated a cat and got scratched all over.
That was the first time that Fugaku saw his older son brandish a kunai as well, clearly shielding his younger brother from the angry cat. Itachi didn't swing wildly; instead he waited for the paws to be close enough before swinging down. Fugaku watched the two-year-old toddler swing a kunai at the cat dumbly.
He shooed the cat away and watched the younger brother squeal in excitement before latching onto Itachi chanting what should have been "aniki". Itachi had looked up to Fugaku as if expecting something, the older man just stared and patted the toddler in an awkward fashion. Itachi as a kid didn't smile much, but he gave his father a large grin before giving his attention to Sasuke as they ran across the yard to meet their mother who just came home from the market.
Those little precious moments when Itachi smiled at him, when Sasuke requested a bedtime story, when Mikoto told him of their children with a proud tone, when he thought himself as a father of two kids. They were all disappearing. Faded.
They were fading fast.
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When Mikoto watched as the horror came closer she smiled and sqeezed her husband's hand, he sqeezed back. They were glad Itachi and Sasuke weren't here. Their sons would live where ever Shusui took them.
That was their lost thought before Mikoto felt her husbands warmth fade away, and she closed her eyes hoping that no matter where her darlings were…
…I love you.
A/N: I'm alive! Hopefully, wouldn't like to be the walking dead. I'll try to get more of "Gone and Forgotten" up as well as "Magical Rackets." I just needed something new. My life was become boring, just a little something to freshen up my life.
In this story, Itachi and Sasuke are, apparently, twins. They are taken away by Shusui, as stated in the last segment. If your thinking, 'what the heck, what does the summary have anything to do with the story' I promise that the story will take that turn, just be a little patient.
Thanks for giving this story a try!