So this is a one shot I began working on way back. Just some random ideas I slowly put down on paper. Most of it came about while I was listening to my 30 seconds to mars albums so you will prob recognize some of the titles if I end up continuing on at some point.

Was it a Dream?

"I have lived awaiting the day Sasuke would end my pitiful existence. Now that he is dead I have nothing else to live for, and yet I only feel a deep regret that with me the Sharingan dies as well."

There was nothing but his words, the spinning blood red orbs holding her in a frozen state of absolute horror and shock. She had come to grieve alone but found a visitor upon her windowsill. A deadly enemy who had ensnared her within his eyes, before she could even blink let alone avert her gaze, and whose normal expressionless face was distorting into one of pain as bloodstained tears rolled down his face. A face that was so strikingly similar to that of her first and only love.

"Why! Everything is all your fault!" Sakura screamed out as she struggled within herself to somehow escape from this nightmarish situation.

A cold clammy hand was brushing the tears falling upon her cheek as well. His lithe body making its way from his perch and right up to the edge of the bed she was huddled upon. As one of his fingers caught her chin and turned her head up to meet his gaze again she found herself staring into the depth of his dark grey eyes.

"He loved you. You need to know that. I understand more than he could ever have known, but he left for your sake." Itachi's words stabbed into her heart with their sincerity and the underlying truth she had been so desperately trying to forget.

Her choking gasp was the only response he could hope for. It was best if she did not speak. He was still not entirely sure himself why had sought out this woman. Was it guilt over how his role in Sasuke's life had caused the younger man to hurt her so or something darker underlying his bizarre behavior. For so long he had merely existed in guilt as he awaited the day his younger brother would attain rettribuution. He could never have imagained just how far reaching the consequences of his actions would spread. Not only had he single handedly ended any hopes of a future for his clan, but he had affected the lives of so many others as well.

And then there was her.

With those large Jade orbs she fought to hold back the sobs threatening to overtake her petite form. By Kami had this woman grown remarkably stronger over the years. Yet, he knew just as well as she did, that it was all for naught. It was because of him she had sought to become stronger and prove her worth. In a world without her precious Sasuke she truly was worthless in her own eyes.

But not in his, not as he begun to realize the true insanity behind his coming here.

"What do you want from me?" She snarled out as the tears glimmered in narrowed eyes. She knew the fight had been over from the very start and if she wasn't already dead it would only be a matter of time.

The imposing man merely sat beside her hunched form on the small mattress. His hand falling onto her shaking back and rubbing softly as he tried to soothe her. "Shhh….Shhhh….It's going to be alright, my little blossom."

He wasn't surprised to feel her stiffen at words and the shudder running through her body as his last words hit home. The pounding in her heart escalating and fighting to be heard over the sound of pouring rain coming through the open window. Already a steady stream of cold and damp air had wafted in but now she shivered in fear of what those words could possibly mean.

As his large hands moved to grip her shoulders and pull her limp body upwards she found herself pulled flush against him. Her smaller form being engulfed in his arms and her head tucked down on his chest. He was warm, something she never would have expected, and his breath came out unsteady just above her ear. As he spoke it felt like her whole body vibrated along with the rumbling in his chest.

"I need you. There really is no other. It's…He would….I think it is most fitting for it to be you." Itachi seemed to struggle as he sought the right words.

This course of action had never even crossed his mind until now. But really what choice did he have now that Sasuke was gone from this world as well. He could merely let the Sharingan die out or….

Sakura tried to pull out of this embrace but his grip only grew firmer with each movement she made. Her mind, all the while, racing to understand the meaning behind this all and fight back the dread pitting in her stomach. Every word he spoke had shot through her as his lips brushed against her ear and the warm breath blew down on her exposed neck. No one had ever sounded so vulnerable to her as he had at that moment. It seemed whatever he needed her for was not something he could admit easily. This strangely pleased her and she found her guard falling.

All Sakura ever wanted was for someone to acknowledge her. To truly need her.

"If it's for Sasuke, I will do it." Her words came out weak and she had to repeat herself twice just to convince even herself she had actually uttered that. Little did she know what Itachi had in mind.

"Sakura…." The sound of her name on his tongue was heavy and brought back the painful memories of his younger brother gasping out that very name as his eyes went dull. He could only growl in frustration at his brother's foolishness. Because he had been so set on revenge he had missed the most important thing of all and so now here he was instead. "Sasuke was a fucking idiot! There was something far more important than ever filling my sick desires to be avenged. I am partly to blame but I must do one last thing before I too leave this world."

Sakura tried to hold it all together, to not cringe as Itachi growled out his anger and threw his name around. By now she knew what it was he was asking of her. The very thing she had always dreamed of doing one day. To mother an Uchiha child.