Title: The Akame
Summary:[DarkFic] Nothing is safe from the Akame, a feared monster that perfected the art of war and seduction. Nothing stops him from getting what he wants and he wants her. Can she love a monster like him? This is not a fairytale.
A/N: Hi. This is my first ever fanfiction, I hope you go easy on me. Please help me by giving me tips on where to improve and all. I'm sorry about the wrong grammar and spelling. English is not my first language but I will try my best not to commit this errors:D. The plot was inspired by The Silver Devil by Teresa Denys, there may be some similarities with that story, mostly at the beginning but half way through my story would become different. :D Please review! C;
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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Prologue
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I don't know where I am, nor do I care. I look around the poorly made makeshift tent. It did not have anything for the floor, then I knew we were in a grassland. I can feel the wetness of the morning due stick to my back but aside from that all I feel is pain. The pain of labor.
"Push, Sakura, push." One of my dearest friends, Tenten coaxed me. In her eyes, I saw fear. I knew as much as the doctors, my body was too frail, too weak to conceive, and as I look at Tenten's eyes I fear for my life and my unborn child's.
"I.. Can't" I hear myself whimper and I give another howl of pain. I was sweating and the pain would still not go away. It felt like I was being ripped into two.
"You can do it Sakura.. I believe in you." Ino had arrived, she gently placed my head in her lap as she wiped my forehead and continued to support me. She whispered in my ear, "You can do it."
I did not bother answering instead I continued to wail. The pain was blinding. The worse kind of pain I knew, at twenty-one I saw my life flash before me.
"You can do it Sakura!" My shouts muffled what Tenten said. Tenten had already experienced labor twice, the first one she had twins then the latest she had a little girl. Unlike Tenten, my body can not accomodate the life inside. I was there when she went into labor, it was not as hard and as long as this. I was trying to distract myself from the pain by thinking about my friends and their lives. But.. The pain got worse and worse. It was like my lower half was being ripped into two. I yelled again and this time Ino held my hand, not minding if I crushed it to bits.
"You're almost there." Ino whispered to me. I was shivering from fear. Life. I want to live. I want nothing but to live... I want to live the life the Akame stole from me.
I yelled again. I saw a glimpse of my lower half, where Hinata was.
"My... Ba..Baby?" I was barely audible, between the pain and the exhaustion, I want this ordeal to end. When Hinata nodded her head no, I felt disappointed. It was short lived when I felt like my lower body being torn again. I felt like being pounded and my legs felt like being pulled into different directions. It hurt so much. I had no choice, so I finally pushed.
"I can see the head!" Tenten yelled. Ino squeezed my hand tighter.
"Give another one Sakura!" Hinata ordered me. I was shaking my head no. The pain was too much. If I had to push again, it might cause the death of me. I felt my hands limp against Ino's. "No, Sakura. Push!"
I was pleading no, but Hinata would not hear me. Her voice was gentler this time, "Push, Sakura."
I gave another one.
"Only one more!" This time it was Tenten who yelled. I looked down again, my vision starting to get blurry. I was a little thankful, because Hinata's hands were covered in blood. My blood.
I wondered if Ino would take good care of my child if I die now. After her second and latest miscarriage, she might finally have a baby. My baby. I felt tears prick my eyes, she'll finally have the baby she craved for and my baby would not grow up without love. I looked at her blue eyes and as if she read my mind, she gave, a small sad smile. I knew she understood.
I gave one last hard push before my world turned black.
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I woke up with the sound of a crying baby. It hurt my eyes to open them with the blazing sun sipping though the tent.
"It's a boy." It was the father of my child who spoke. The Akame. In his arms, he craddled my baby. He made no move towards me. I tried to sit up but the my body remembered to brutal pain. I laid back again, finding little comfort in the blanket covered grass.
"I want to name him Sora." I whispered. I knew what his response would be. I looked at him with my tired eyes. It amazes me that after all this time, I'm still not used to his angel-like features. He looked like a dark angel. And it did not suit him in the least, holding a small innocent baby in his blood- dirtied hands.
My child was still weeping in his arms.
"This is Tsuyoi Uchiha." I can feel him smirk even in the dark. I felt a pang in my heart, the Akame liked to take everything from me. Even the small liberty of naming my child was withheld from me and now I that I want to hold my child, I have to endure the pain of standing up and walking,
My feet felt like jelly and every step was like a reincarnation of the pain from the labor. I held unto the tent for support. When I finally stood infront of the Akame, he took his time before departing with Tsuyoi.
His lips touched my baby's forehead before he gently placed him in my arms.
Tsuyoi felt smaller in my arms, a sudden motherly instinct to protect him surged in me. I smiled. I didn't notice my tears falling down my cheeks until it dropped down to my baby's skin. He cried again.
I hummed the only lullaby I knew, then he opened his eyes. They were not green like mine. Instead they were a bloodshot red. I froze in place and the baby continued to wail. I looked at the Akame as he smirked at me. I was freely crying now. I looked back again at the baby in my arms, finding little relief when his eyes turned into coal black.
It finally hit me, that in my arms I hold the only child of Sasuke Uchiha, the feared Akame.
I hold the son of a monster,