Silence emanated from the dark forest, giving it the appearance of death and loneliness. Not a single bird sang and all of the animals seemed nonexistent. Hidden deep within this forest was a small warehouse, its wall withered and the roof barely holding on. It was the last place anyone would expect to see life, and yet laboured breaths could be heard from within, only stopping between the small screams of pain. The warehouse itself was mostly empty with the exception of an old, hard bed, the kind that you would expect only prisoners to sleep in. Yet the bed had a different occupant.

A small blonde woman was curling up in pain holding onto her bloated stomach in agony, her brow doused in sweat. The pain filled sounds were emanating from her hoarse throat, despite her best attempts to hold them deep within. Beside her sat a young raven haired man, his onyx eyes desperately roving around in an attempt to find a way to ease her pain. There was nothing. The man responsible for this wanted her to be in pain, and would much rather see the her dead than safe and sound.

"It'll be ok, I promise. You're nearly there."

"It hurts!"

"I know it does, but you need to do this while he isn't here. I need to protect both you and the baby. Now push."

The woman screamed in agony, as the young man moved towards the source of the pain. It was at moments like these that he wished he knew any kind of medical ninjutsu however it was never an area that he was interested in before today. The woman's pushes became longer and the shouts became shrieks of pain. The boy saw it finally coming out and reached out with his hands. A few minutes the screaming stopped and was instead replaced by the cries of a baby. The boy wrapped the child in his cloak before bringing it towards the woman, a small rare smile on his otherwise emotionless face. He placed the child in her arms and she sighed in happiness looking down at it with sapphire eyes, equally blue eyes staring back up at her in wonder. She placed the child closer to her breast watching as it fed. A single tear slipped out of her eye. She looked at the boy next to her.

"You need to take him and run. Find Kakashi."

"I can't leave you here! He'll kill you!"

"You don't have a choice. I'm much too weak to try to get away now and you know what he will do to my child if he sees that it's finally born. He will either take my son as a slave or kill him in front of my eyes. I can't let that happen. You're my only hope of getting him to Kakashi. He'll be safe there."

"But…"

"Please don't argue. I need to know that I can trust you."

The raven haired boy looked at her carefully not wanting to leave her, but eventually nodding. If he couldn't protect her, he could at least save the one thing most precious to her. The woman smiled at the reaction before looking down at the newborn son. A small silver tuft of hair could be seen on his head, his blue eyes slowly closing in exhaustion. He let go on her breast and snuggled deep into the gray cloak seeking the warmth of his mother. The woman reached down and placed a small kiss on his forehead before taking off a small bracelet from her wrist, the small silvery white charm dangling in the soft sunlight streaming in. She placed the bracelet in the man's hand, closing his fingers into a fist. A silent message passed between them and the man instinctively knew that she would not be making it out alive. The bracelet was a last gift for her son, asking for forgiveness. She gave the child one last kiss before handing him to the boy, who tucked him against his chest.

"What's his name?"

"His name will be Shiro, white just like his hair. Kakashi will like that I think."

The boy smiled slightly before a worried look crossed his face. He was about to ask a question but one look from the woman prevented him from going any further. She motioned him towards her and placed a chaste kiss on the boy's cheek. The care hidden behind it was warming to his heart, but at the same time there was a darker thought behind it. It seemed so final, a thought he feared.

"Be safe and travel fast. Protect my son. You're the only one I can trust with him right now. I'll be ok. The sooner you get away the quicker you can help me. Goodbye Sasuke."

The boy nodded and with one last look behind he jumped towards the high placed window and outside into the forest beyond not looking back. The woman laid back down on the bloody and sweaty bed smiling in happiness. Her son was safe. It wasn't long before the doors burst open and a dark figure approached. Seeing that her stomach decreased in size, he growled in anger. A faint chakra could still be felt in the air, alerting him that whoever had the child was already long gone. Approaching the woman he dragged her out of the bed by her neck and held her above the ground. Her smile, despite the pain she no doubt felt, infuriated him. How dare she do this?

"Where's the child?!"

"Gone. You'll never have my son."

"We'll see."

He dropped her on the ground before marching away. News of the child being male, only made him more determined to get it back. The woman landed painfully on the cold stone ground, but the smile never left her face. She knew she was slowly dying, she could feel it, but she also knew that her son would be safe. She could trust Sasuke to deliver Shiro to his father. At least her son could have a happy life, Kakashi would make sure of that. With that unfaltering smile she closed her eyes, allowing the calming darkness to bring her further into oblivion and further away from the pain. Her child was safe in the hands of the man who she loved with all her heart. That's all that mattered.