Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

A/N: Pairings will be revealed as the plot unfolds. Also, I changed the original manga plot around quite a bit.

Italics: Obito's words.

Mine

-by Lyrics and Music

I told myself it was alright. "I am his mother no more." I told myself he wasn't mine. I realized it was a lie. - Kurenai

Chapter One:

Mine No More

"I can't keep the baby," she whispered, sitting by the gravestone, daffodils in her hands, "I'm never going to forgive myself. But Obito-kun, listen, the baby will be happy. The Uchiha have money and power. You of all people should know." Running her fingers over his name, there was a kick in her stomach.

"Obito-kun," the raven haired girl laughed, "We can name our little boy. I know just how to decide. I'll say it. Wind for yes. No wind for no." Taking out a bag with names, a forceful breeze blew all the papers across the field, scattering them. Picking out the one name left in the bag, the crimson eyed beauty smiled.

"Always have to make a big show of it, eh?" she laughed, falling back into the tall grass, "It was my favorite too." Rubbing her stomach, the woman refused to think about the little child waiting to enter the world. Once he was born into this world, he would be given away to some other woman who could not bear children. There was nothing she could do. It was for her baby's best interest. He would never know, so it would not hurt him, right? She didn't have time to bond with the baby so it wouldn't be painful to let go, right?

"Remember," she whispered, stroking her stomach like he used to, "Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you. Remember my little Sasuke-chan."

Panting, the pain shot through her spine. "Kami-sama!" She screamed, feeling her muscles contract. She'd been in labor for over ten hours. This child really did not want to leave the womb.

"One more push," the doctor instructed. The woman pushed as hard as she could, tears pouring out of her eyes, "Ten, nine, eight, seven…" Blocking out the numbers, she felt the whole world shake underneath her. The pain of getting stabbed was nothing compared to this enormous stinging throughout her body. "Three, two…"

But before the doctor counted one, all the pressure faded. Gasping for breath, a loud crying was heard. The mother reached out for her baby instinctively, only to let her arms fall limp as her child was handed to another woman. 'Stupid,' she scolded herself, 'Why did I do that?' Sealing her eyes, her body told her to sleep, but someone was keeping her awake.

"Oh," a beautiful, sweet looking woman thanked, tears running down her cheeks as she cradled the baby, "Thank you so much, Yuhi-san. He's so beautiful."

Kurenai smiled at how overjoyed the Uchiha was. "Please, just call me Kurenai," she assured, her voice airy, tired from screaming. Watching the onyx eyed bundle of life reach watch that woman's face, tugging her hair, it was so wrong.

'That's my baby!' Kurenai thought, about to cry, 'That's Obito's son!' The Uchiha wanted that boy more than anything. The Head's wife could not bear anymore children. That boy that now belonged to them had Uchiha blood coursing through his veins. It was a perfect match. That boy was not hers anymore. Turning towards the window, there was a man standing there, head hung low.

"Kakashi," the scarlet eyed woman muttered, looking at the daffodils in his hands, Obito's favorite.

"Uchiha-sama, may I speak to Kurenai in private?" The raven haired woman nodded, rushing out of the room, clutching that boy close to her body.

"You know that I can't keep the child," Kurenai stated, "He is Uchiha."

"But he is yours!" the silver haired man declared, slamming his fist into the wall, "Is that not reason enough to keep the child? YOU are his mother. YOU should be the one raising him. I don't care if his father was an Uchiha. That baby was YOURS!"

"Would Obito want to see his baby separated from that clan? That clan which can feed his hunger for knowledge about his own bloodline!" she screamed back, crying. Didn't he know how hard it was? A mother doesn't disown her child without reason to believe her own flesh and blood will be safe. "With that clan, that boy will have everything!" Kurenai cried.

"Will he now?" the man asked, placing the flowers on a counter.

"Kakashi, promise to take care of my son. Let him know how proud I am. Let him know his mom and dad love him."

"Yes," she answered, turning away from him, "Friends, money, power, knowledge, family."

"But not his real family," Kakashi pointed out. She didn't want to lie, but what other option was there? The decisions had been made. He was not hers. He was not Obito's. He was just an Uchiha. And he would never have to know. What more was there to ask?

"They will become his family," the woman whispered, knowing he would hear, "I am his mother no more."

"You say he will have everything," the persistent copy ninja chuckled, "Does that include happiness?"

"Of course it does," Kurenai answered.

"Is it right to lie to give that boy happiness?" Kakashi inquired, resting his head against the wall. The woman in the bed just remained silent pretending to sleep. 'Is it right to pretend that this is best?' the man thought to himself, smile upon his face. He would make sure to carry his promise to his teammate to the grave. That little boy was going to know. He would make sure of that.

"And let her know, I still love her."

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