Story #11

Crimson Chain

Ichibel

-Chain-of-Sacrifice-

About: This Story does not take place in the Naruto world. It takes place in Canada, Quebec to be more precised and for those of you who don't know what Quebec is, it's a french speaking province. The Story is written in English, however there is a little french here and there to keep the Quebec background. I do give the English translation though so don't worry and it's very little french. This story is a bit different compared to my other stories, this is my first NARUSASU story. Yes warning, contains Yaoi. For those of you who are my usual readers, this story is slightly similar to Ping Pong, but not as much abuse. The beginning starts off slow, but this is just the prologue. Prepare yourself though, this will be a long story. Depending on the reviews will depend if I keep at this story though. I don't ask for much. Five reviews is what I go for in order to keep a story and more than that I update faster. It will be easy for me to update since technically I have the first few chapters already done, but I'm still editing them. So I do hope you enjoy.

RATED M FOR BDSM ( Dominance, Submission, Discipline, Punishment, Bondage, Sexual Roleplaying, Sexual Fetishism, Sadomasochism, and Power Exchange.)

Prologue

Bleed Black

"We need to find out as soon as possible if it's a boy or a girl." Announced Fugaku Uchiha, chief of the military police force of Deux Montagnes (Two Mountains). He took a brief sip of Caberne tsauvignon wine, one eyebrow slightly raised I noticed, which could only mean that he was disturbed by my mother's big dinner announcement.

"What does it matter?" His wife, Mikoto Uchiha questioned from the other end of the dining table, which was much to long for only three people to eat at. Fugaku gestured towards me.

"We already have a son," he said.

I would've rolled my eyes had I not been in my parents presence. I didn't want to be lectured on how it was rude to do so and then have an argument start on whose side of the family I developed bad manners from. I continued eating my steak in silence, avoiding eye contact with both of them.

"You don't want another one?" The conversation continued.

"No," replied my father, while buttering himself another slice of french bread.

"Why?" My mother pursued more information. She hadn't touched her plate since her husbands comment and I knew by her tone that his reaction wasn't what she had been expecting to hear.

"The military police force will be taken over by Itachi once I am unable to do so myself. I have nothing to offer another son. It would be a waste of your labor, our time and money." He added extra emphasis on the word money.

Of course I thought, taking a look around the dining room. A huge chandelier made from Swarovski Crystal dangled above our heads where we ate, to the left side was an in wall electrical fireplace emitting blue and orange flames. The fireplace was the length of our dining table if not longer. The floor was completely carpeted in a hand knotted, silk, Caucasian, Oriental, Persian, carpet. Sleeping in front the fire place on a pearl, velvet, long, pillow was Tori, and as the name suggest, Tori is our pet Sumatran tiger. Aside from Tori, the room had a couple exotic plants, and our own private waiter who stood by the entrance. Yes money. Money was the first thing that mattered in the Uchiha mansion. At least he didn't say he had no love to give, though that was probably true to.

"I understand your point," Mikoto picked up her fork and continued on eating. "I'll have an ultra sound done and if it's a boy I'll have him aborted." My eyebrow twitched slightly and I gently lay down my knife and fork.

"May I have a say?" I inquired calmly.

"Why should you have a say?" My father grunted, "you're not the one having a child."

"I realized that papa, but with all due respect, I disagree with the abortion plan."

"Itachi," my mother glanced at my father and then at me. "This doesn't concern you, please continue enjoying your dinner."

"On the contrary mama," I faced her, "you made this a family announcement, making it a family matter, causing it to concern me. If it didn't concern me, you never would've opened this discussion in my presence."

She pursed her lips, knowing that I was right and took a huge sip of wine. The waiter rushed over and refilled her glass."

"As I was saying," I continued, "I wouldn't mind having a little brother."

"Itachi," my father spoke before I could say anything further, "you have your studies to focus on. The last thing you need is a nuisance to slow you down."

"Papa, I'm ten years old and am already graduating from elementary school. I've skipped two grades and I'm at the top of my class. You don't need to worry about my-"

"Which is exactly why you don't need any distractions!" My father finished his dish, and the empty plate was immediately taken care of by the waiter. He picked up his wine glass and gave me the look that told me his mind was set and nothing would change it. "If-" he then added, "you want a younger sibling that badly and this one turns out to be a bad egg, then your mother and I will try again for a girl.

I held in a sigh. Yeah, and how many times will you have to try and how many bad eggs will you have to abort? He just didn't get it. He didn't care to understand it. My mother was four weeks pregnant. There was another life inside her. A life my father would be willing to throw away just so he could save a couple dollars. I couldn't stand to let that happen. I finished my steak and excused myself from the table as the waiter cleared my plate.

"Wouldn't you like to have some dessert sir?" He asked as I got up, "tonight is Crème brûlée!"

"No thank you," I replied and left the room.

The following three months I tried with no avail to convince my mother to keep the baby regardless of it's gender. As the date of the ultra sound approached, I grew more and more concerned. Two days before the moment of truth I came up with an idea. After lunch on a cold, January's day, while my father was at the station and my mother munching away on shrimp cocktail in front our home theater, I took my cellphone, grabbed my coat and boots and headed into the garden. I'm sure I don't need to tell you that the garden was huge. The rock path was completely covered by snow and the fountain that spilled like a waterfall into the current frozen pound was closed. I walked around the fountain and headed towards the grand pine tree that toward over everything in the garden. I reached the base, moved aside some branches and disappeared under the brush. Under here, it was surprisingly warm, well warmer. There was no snow, so I lay back against the trunk and slid down to a sitting position. The ground was still cold, but I didn't mind. I often came here to escape the life of Uchiha. It was a hard life always acting like a model child for my parents. True I was smart for my age, but that's only due to the fact that I grew up in the library surrounded by books rather than toys. I sighed, slightly amused by the visible, white, cloud of my breath. I took my cellphone and dialed a number. The line clicked and an automatic voice message came on.

"Merci d'avoir appelé l'hôpital de St-Eustache, for service in English, press one. Si vous connaissez ..."

I rolled my eyes and Dialed one. If there was one thing that was annoying about living in Quebec was the french. I was perfectly bilingual, but I couldn't stand the french snobs who looked down upon the English. One day I was walking home from school with my best friend, Deidara.

A car pulled up beside us and some students from our neighboring high school shouted out the window with a thick Quebecois accent.

"Do you speak English?"

"Yes," my blond friend answered right away. The teenagers laughed as though it were some hysterical joke and drove off. Deidara hung his head down in shame.

"Nous parlons du français aussi esti!" (we speak French as well!), I shouted after the car. That was partial true. Deidara was more English than french.

"Thank you for phoning Hospital St-Eustache, if you know the extension number of the person you are trying to reach, please dial it now. For information on how..."

I quickly dialed the number.

"Please hold as we transfer your call."

There was a click and the line started ringing.

"Bureau de Dr. Tsunade, Comment peux-je vous aider?" (Dr. Tsunade's office, how may I help you?)

"Shizune!"

There was a gasp.

"Itachi Uchiha?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Wow, I haven't heard from you since your last check up."

"I know, speaking of which, I'm due for another one."

"It's been nearly a year eh? Are you phoning to make an appointment now?"

"No actually, I really need to talk to Tsunade it's important., is she available right now? I know clients aren't supposed to be allowed to, but please make an exception."

"Well Mr. Uchiha, your timing couldn't have been better, she's just finished with a client and is back in her office, please hang on one moment."

"Thank you, I appreciate it." I shifted uncomfortable as I started to have doubts about whether my plan would work.

"Itachi!"

I smiled as I heard her voice. Tsunade was our family doctor and my mother's childhood friend.

"Salut!" (French greeting).

"It's nice to hear from you, but I have only five minutes then I have another client."

"Yes, I understand."

"There was something important you wished to discuss?"

"It's about my mom's Ultra sound with you Wednesday."

"Right that's true!" Her voice sounded excited, "Congratulations on becoming an older brother!"

"Thanks, but I'm not sure if I will be...my mom might have an abortion."

"What? Why?"

"Only if it's a boy...She's going to kill him if it's a boy just because of me!" My anger surfaced and my voice, which was normally smooth and collected, trembled. "My father want's me to carry on the Uchiha name, as well as the MPF, so he doesn't want another male. I can't stand it! If it is a boy, why should my little brother's fate be decided like this? It's not fair! Tsunade, you're going to be taking the ultra sound...I need you to say it's a girl even if it happens to be a boy."

"Itachi calm down, I understand where your coming from, but I can't deceive your-"

"No you don't understand!" I snapped, "I'm asking you to help save a life! I did my research, I know that Ultra sounds are never one hundred percent accurate! Please Tsunade! I could never forgive myself or anyone else if anything happens to this child. I'm not asking you to lie, I'm asking you to save a life. Try and see things from my point of view! What if I was the one in my mother's stomach right now and my older brother was begging you to spare my life? Would you kill me?"

"No!"

"Then please don't kill my possible to be brother...please..."

There was a rough pause then...

"I'm sorry...I truly am Itachi, but there are some things I can't do."

"I see," My voice hitch, and my breath stopped short.

"I have to return to work now."

"I apologize for bothering you." I hung up the phone before she could say anything else. I placed it into my coat pocket and hugged my knees. For a while I sat like that in shock. I tried to think of another alternative, but there wasn't any. I tucked my head down and sobbed into my knees.

The day of the moment of truth was upon me. I was given the choice to wait at the mansion or tag along. I chose to go. I didn't want to delay the news any longer. I just wanted to know If it were a girl...or a boy. My father was at the station, so it was just my mother and I. Konan, a young women in her early twenties, with astonishing blue hair, and sapphire orbs to match, bowed her head down respectfully as we headed out the main doors. She was one of the many maids. I followed my mom down the pearl, marble steps leading towards our crescent moon driveway. The chauffeur, a tall handsome man with flaming orange hair, and a face full of piercings, awaited patiently at the base of the stairs next to our perversion, black, rolls-royce phantom. He held the door open.

"There you are sir, miss." He nodded.

I went in without a word. I was feeling nauseous and feared I would hurl if I opened my mouth even the slightest.

"Merci, (thank you), Pein." My mother said as she got in. The drive to the hospital was only a quick twenty minutes away, but it seemed to take an eternity. It didn't help either when my mom tried to settle me down.

"Now I know your upset," she said, "but you never know, it could be a girl. Then I won't have to have the abortion and you can be a proud big brother."

I didn't comment.

"please don't be so upset over you father's decision, he only wants what's best for you."

I nodded.

"We have arrived," Pein announced, stopping in front the main entrance. He got out and opened the door for us. Now I was sure I was going to throw up. I stared up at the huge brick building, my insides churning uncomfortably. I let my mom lead the way through the automatic spinning doors. With every step I took inside the architecture, my feet felt more, and more weighed down. Good thing we were in a hospital, for I was feeling very sick.

"Mikoto!" there came a shriek. I glanced up, surprised to see that we had already arrived in the waiting room and the secretary had stood up from behind her desk.

"Shizune," my mom greeted the old family friend, and they shook hands.

"Wow look at you!" Shizune exclaimed, examining my moms bulging belly. "Already four months!"

"Yes," my mom patted her stomach.

"And Itachi is here to!"

I felt her move closer to me, but I kept my gaze to the floor.

"Hi..." I muttered, forcing myself to smile.

"Itachi's feeling a little anticipated about the ultra sound," my mom explained.

"Ah...yes..."

I knew by her tone that Tsunade had no doubtingly told Shizune about my request two days ago and I was happy that she didn't mention it to my mom.

"Well the doctor will see you now," said Shizune as Tsunade came out of her office with her previous clients.

"Mikoto Uchiha!" Tsunade approached and embraced my mom in a hug. She said hi to me and bent to give me a hug, but I backed away. I knew my reaction hurt her, but I didn't care. I would forever hate her if she did anything to my possible to be brother.

I stood against the back wall in silence as Tsunade set my mom up for the ultra sound. When things were in place, she switched off the light in the room. She messaged a gel over my mom's exposed stomach and placed the device over. A picture displayed on the screen next to the bed. I stared at the image of my little sibling, even my mom couldn't help smiling. It was then and only then that I realized what a fool I had been. This was hard for her. How could I have been so stupid? She's been taking care of this baby for four months now. Four months it had grown inside her. Of course she was feeling sad about the abortion plan. She was dreading to know the truth as much, if not more than I was. Her smile was there, but her eyes were sad, even in the dark room it was plain to see like the moon at night. Father's word, however, was law in the Uchiha mansion.

"Is it?" Her voice trailed off. I came closer till I was right under the screen. Tsunade examined the image and said nothing at first. A few times her mouth opened, but she would quickly close it again. Then she smiled.

"Congratulations-," she paused, and for the first time that day we made eye contact. I knew my eyes were open wide, fearful of the news. She took a deep breath. "-It's a girl!"

At first there was silence. Then...

"REALLY?" My mom and I both shot the question simultaneously.

"Yes..."

I tried to make eye contact with her again, but she avoided me.

"A girl..." my mom whispered, "thank goodness..." her eyes became tearful.

Tsunade switched off the device and wiped off the gel, helping my mom to her feet. I ran out the room.

"Shizune!" I yelled through the waiting room, not caring if I disturbed the other patients. Shizune stood in alarm. "It's a girl! Tsunade says it's a girl!" I ran and gave her a hug.

"Really?" she patted me on the head. "That's good news!"

"Excellent news!" said my father. It was later that night. My father raised his wine glass to a toast. "Cheers to the new member of Uchiha!" He said. I raised up my glass of Grape juice as well. Man was I ever relieved. I almost laughed at how worried I was. All this time I had nothing to worry about. The baby was a girl. Sazu. The name was agreed by my parents during dessert, as well as the baby shower to take place in two months. Sazu Uchiha. I said the name to myself over and over again as I got ready for bed. I carefully brushed my teeth. I had just about finished when there was a light knock against the bathroom door. I spat.

"Come in," I took a gulp of mouthwash, and gurgled it in my my mouth. I saw in the mirror that it was Konan, coming to tuck me in for the night. I spat again, and rinsed the sink before wiping my mouth with a towel.

"You must be feeling relieved," said Konan, she picked up a brush and combed through my long raven hair. I raised an eyebrow at her through the reflection. She giggled. "Ever since that night, you stopped talking to me."

"Ah...right...sorry about that."

"No, no, no need to apologize, I understand how you must have been feeling."

Konan was the person I spoke to the most. I couldn't talk to my father, he wouldn't listen anyways, and my mother...She was always in her own world. Plus she would tell my father everything I said and then he would scold me for it. Konan though was always willing to listen to what I had to say, and didn't judge. Though it was true I had given her the cold shoulder over the last few months I was happy she didn't take offense by it. I watched through the mirror as she brushed my hair. I love how she always had a smile on her face and she looked beautiful in her black and white maid dress. Pein, who was actually her boyfriend, was a very lucky guy. She finished grooming my hair and tied it in a tight ponytail for me. She then escorted me out of my own private bathroom into my room and helped me into bed. We exchanged good nights, then she turned off the light and closed my door. I waited five minutes before switching on my night light and reaching under my mattress. I pulled out a book I had borrowed from Deidara. It wasn't just any type of book. It was a manga. A Japanese sort of comic that my father would freak over if he ever saw me reading one. This manga was my favorite. It was called Crimson Chain.

Crimson chain is about an Infamous Assassin who worked for an organization known as Bleed Black...until he abandoned the group to be with the brother he never knew he had. The organization doesn't take this lightly of course, and murders him, leaving his little brother devastated. The younger Assassin swears revenge. I haven't finished reading the series yet, so I don't know the rest of the story. So far though it's my favorite manga and I love the main character. He's so kick ass! He's got this ocular ability called the "Sharingan" that see's through his opponents moves and has fire and lightening abilities. His name is Sasuke.

The following months were full of commotion in the Uchiha mansion. My father was having a room renovated for Sazu. A few weeks before the due date, the room was finally done. I stepped into the newly furbished room. The walls were painted a light purple instead of pink, only because my father couldn't stand the color. The floor was carpeted in cream white and stuffed animals were piled around. In the center of the room was the crib. I strode over to it and placed my hand inside where my new baby sister would be sleeping. Stars dangled over the crib to help keep her entertained. Behind the crib, fresh, warm, July breeze was blowing in to help air out the room.

"ITACHI!"

I nearly jumped out of my skin as the peaceful atmosphere was disturbed by a scream. I turned to see Konan panting by the door.

"What is it?"

"It's your mom, her water broke!"

"Hun?"

"The baby is coming!"

"What?" I stood there in shock, "but it isn't due for another few weeks!"

"Well the baby wants to come now, and frankly, it get's to decide."

"Where's mama?"

"She should already be at the hospital by now in the emergency."

"and papa?"

"In the living room, waiting for the call."

"Ok I'm coming!"

I couldn't sit still. My father was in his armchair by the phone. His expression was blank, so I couldn't read what was on his mind. Konan stood nearby by a window, for once her smile was barely visible. I continued pacing back and fourth. At long last the phone rang.

"Hello?" My father answered impatiently.

I ran by his side. I could make out my mother's voice on the other line but I couldn't make out what she was saying.

"How are you? That's good. It went well? That's good. How is she? How is our little Sazu? Honey?" My father's tone changed, "What's wrong? What do mean not as expected...WHAT?"

I jumped at my father's sudden outburst. Konan who had also moved closer flinched as well.

"ARE YOU CERTAIN? CALISS!" My father cursed and next thing I knew the phone was thrust into my hand and he stormed out the room. "CALISS DE TABARNAK DE CRISS DOSTI SIBOIRE DE CRISS DE TABARNAK DOSTI DE CALISS DE JOUALVER DE TABARNAK DE CRISS BARNAK..."(Quebec swearing no English translation sorry).

Oh god...I exchanged looks with Konan. Did something happen to the baby?

"H-Hello?" I spoke into the phone.

"Itachi, where did your father go?" It was mom, and she sounded as though she had been crying.

"He's cursing down the hall and can't come to the phone right now, mama, what happened? Is Sazu alright?"

"The baby? Umm...yes the baby is fine..."

"Oh thank god, I thought something went wrong. Why is father so upset?"

There was a long pause.

"Mama?"

she replied with three words.

"It's a boy."

TBC