Love and Honor
Ch.1
Night had already closed in by the time he made it to the village yet he still had some five miles left till he reached the complex. Till he reached her, it has been months since he last seen her smile, ran his hands through those beautiful red locks. His hand twitched just thinking of her hair. Longing burned deep in his heart. How he wished he could just stay with her for the rest of his days. However he was a ninja first. They both knew this but it doesn't stop the pounding of his heart when he looks into those bright emerald green eyes. In those eyes he sees how deeply she loves him. It's in her smile as she turns to him every time he comes home.
Home. His home is with her. It always has been since the first time he met her he knew that she was his one selfish desire. As he comes to the end of the village and the beginning of the deep forest he knows this will be the last time he comes here. The last time he walks this familiar path through the dense forest to the home that was patiently waiting for him. He nears the edge of the complex, an open clearing surrounded by large trees that if one looked close enough would see the seals upon the trees to keep unwanted guests out. As well as hide the complex itself. It was a combination of his genjutsu and her fuinjutsu.
Slowly he walked through the trees to the clearing beyond, feeling it deep in his mind as the fuinjutsu passes over him allowing him to see the big house that resides upon the clearing. It was large and beautifully carved from a dark cherry wood. The front had a large wraparound porch with three stone stairs leading up to it. The windows all had plants under them and made the house look very homey. He knew that the back of the house had a traditional shoji door leading out into the back yard that was used as the training area. It had a pond with koi fish in it a sand box and a swing hanging on a tree.
This was his home with her. This is where she waited for him always with a smile ready to greet him. As he walked up the steps and opened the door he felt great warmth enter his body and soul and rejuvenate his tired body. He knew she knew he was here. She knew the second he walked through the barrier around the house. And there she was at the end of the hall waiting for him with that beautiful smile. Her long red hair touched the ground brushing her ankles and the back of her pantless legs as she moved to him.
She was dressed only in her black silk nightgown. And as she walked to him in slow movements designed to entice he knew he was in for a long night but he didn't mind. A smile crossed his lips as he gathered her in his passionate embrace a fierce kiss sealing the beginning of their reunion. As they moved to the bedroom she lovingly whispered in his ear. "I have taken all the necessary preparations my love. My body is ready to conceive a child." A deep fire burned in his eyes at this news. Some of his favorite memories of her was seeing her stomach swollen with his child.
It sated something primal inside him that he never knew he had. And even though he knew he would be leaving her never to return from his fight with his brother. Knowing she was willing and strong enough to raise yet another child of his made him proud to call her his wife. As well as leave a deep guilt in his heart at knowing he wont be there for them. As though she knew his saddening thoughts she gently put her hand on his cheek with a loving smile. "Don't fret. We will be fine." She said softly while leading him by the hand to the bed where they made love all through the night and well into the early morning hours.
They awoke to the pitter patter of little feet running to their room. Rolling out of bed both parents threw on black silk robes and sat back on the bed resting against the head board in a tender embrace in time for one little black hair cover head to peek their head around the slightly opened door. With a grin the first child ran into the room jumping onto the bed and snuggling up to his parents.
"Tou-san your home!" The little boy looked excitedly at his father. He was only four years old yet he looked just like his father. Black hair and equally black eyes, though the most defining features were the deep lines on his face just like his father. His name was Itachi, named after his father. For days his mother and father argued over the name his father didn't want his son to be shunned by having his name and likeness. His mother argued that he would be proud of his name and likeness when he grew up and learned how great his father was. In the end she won. She always won the arguments. A creak from the door signified the twins entering. Both two year old boys held onto each others hands as the wobbled their way into the room where their mother lifted them from the floor and to her loving embrace. Their older brother shifting to move to his dads lap, allowing his dad to wrap and arm around his small body. The twins both had black hair but instead of dark eyes they had their mother's eyes bright emerald. The oldest by two minutes was Shisui named after Itachi's best friend. And the younger was named Taizen for even when he was born he did not cry; he was a silent baby, calm and very intellectual.
Itachi stared intently at his family. Years ago when he had to kill his clan he believed he would never have this. A loving wife and three smart sons and glancing at his wife's stomach another child on the way. Before they fell asleep she confirmed the conception. It was way too early to tell if the child would be male or female. Itachi hoped for a girl. Lovingly he stroked her cheek. She did this for him. She loved him; stayed by his side and gave him yet another reason to do what he had to do.
He knew his time to leave was coming but just for today he did everything he would have done had he just been a normal man. He played and taught his children and would spontaneously grab his wife for a kiss making sure the next kiss was just as much a surprise as the first. When the day ended and the children were fast asleep he sat with his wife cradled in his arms out on the back porch looking at the stars.
When morning came everything would change he would be gone for good and she would be alone. If his grip around her waist was tighter she didn't say anything against it.
They stayed up well into the morning just holding tightly to each other. Neither one wanting to let go first. She told him all that he missed while he was gone. Shisui getting better at his child chakra exercises, Taizen playing with the baby kitsunes from her mother summon Youko and of Itachi awakening his Sharingan. Itachi knew his oldest son was very bright and already following in his footsteps. It worried him and made him proud. He knew though that his wife would teach him well.
And when it came time for him to leave that morning he kissed each child on their forehead and murmured to them gently that he loved them very much. They were fast asleep and had not a clue of what was going on. His wife stood on the front porch waiting for him. Smiling sadly she handed him his cloak and hat as well as a sealing scroll meant for kisame. Kisame would be the one to look after his family when he was gone and dead. He was the only one who knew about his wife and children, the only one he trusted with the knowledge.
The scroll was special; made by his wife it would allow only kisame to teleport directly to their location upon Itachi's death. Kisame would be the one leading his wife and children to the designated safe spot. With a small smile Itachi leaned in and kissed his wife one last time. Her tears fell silently as she clung to him desperately wishing this was a dream. The last thing he said to her as he pulled away was whispered so softly and with so much love that her tears only grew harder to control. "I love you Uzumaki, Megumi. Thank you for giving me these precious years." And with that final goodbye he was gone.