Family
Summary: Asuna and Itachi have a son named Reyke. He's all around sweet and precious in public, but, contrary to popular belief, he gives his parent's more than enough trouble at home. "Reyke, get off the table!"
Pairings: ItachiAsuna, SasukeSakura, NarutoHinata, others mentioned
Disclaimer: I own nothing here except my characters and the story itself.
Note: Redo of A Baby will Make Love Stronger! I'm redoing this because I want to, and I don't want to follow the same pattern I had for When You have a Child. It's also not chronological. This is a modern story, so, no ninja powers and stuff like that. I have no idea what Itachi's job is. Anyone want to pick one? Best one wins. (Asuna's a stay-at-home-mom no matter what Itachi's job is.) [Short first chapter, yes, but, I will do what I can to make them longer]
Note2: I was supposed to post this on Christmas, as that is Reyke's birthday. My apologies. I was with my family and received two video games for Christmas, one of them being the Kingdom Hearts HD remake, and I had to play it.
Enjoy the story.
Chapter 1
The days following Christmas are, for most, happy and joyous for various reasons. For some it's because they get to see family they haven't seen in a while, for others it's because they just get to spend time with their families. Still for others, the days following Christmas can be depressing and saddening for one reason or another.
For Itachi Uchiha and his wife, Asuna, the days following Christmas were becoming less happy and more heart wrenching as they went by. The couple had finally, after nearly six years, been able to welcome their first child into the world, only he was nearly two months early and not doing well at the moment. The tiny newborn Uchiha had highly underdeveloped lungs when he was born, and developed pneumonia two days after his birth, forcing him to stay in the NICU while Asuna recovered from the emergency C-section she had been put through. Because of her son's condition, Asuna had yet to see, let alone hold, him.
He was born on Christmas and it's already the 28th… he's three days old and I don't even know what he looks like…
"That's it, I'm gonna go see my baby boy." Asuna nodded, doing her best to ease herself of her hospital bed without pain, only having a slight issue when she stood up. "OK, we're getting there…"
"Asuna, get back in bed."
Said twenty-seven-year-old woman nearly jumped when she heard her thirty-two-year-old husband say her name and tell her to get back into the hospital bed without a second thought.
"But… Itachi, I wanna see the baby!"
"You'll see him when they say it's all right for you to."
"But he's mine!" Asuna crossed her arms over her chest and gave a pout. "He lived inside my body for seven months and I want to see him! This stupid 'no pictures of NICU babies' rule is idiotic! Please, let me see him."
Itachi looked at Asuna, before sighing. "You're not going to let me say no, are you?"
"Absolutely not."
"Fine. I'll get a nurse and we'll go see him."
"Thank you!"
Asuna couldn't help but pull at the sleeves on her robe as the nurse led her and Itachi down the hallway to the NICU. Having the wheelchair, in Asuna's opinion, proved to be helpful, because she knew there was no way she was recovered enough to walk down the hall on her own yet.
"Everyone's been talking about him, ma'am."
"In a good way?"
"Of course!" the young nurse, Asuna guessed she was probably about twenty-four or so, laughed a bit. "Everyone has been commenting on how precious he is and his looks, which I can see he got from your husband."
Itachi sighed while Asuna laughed and looked back at him. "I expected our son to look like you. It was inevitable."
"Asuna, please."
Asuna giggled as the nurse finally led them into the NICU, taking the two straight to their three-day-old son.
"Here he is, ma'am. He's been responding very well to all treatments. Your doctor said he's likely to be able to go home soon after the new year."
"That's great!" Asuna smiled, looking at her tiny son and tearing up at seeing how small and helpless he looked. Poor baby… "Can I hold him?"
"Of course. We'll need to get you situated in a better spot, though."
"I don't mind."
"All right then."
It took barely two minutes for Asuna to get herself into a better spot and to get her baby into her arms. The nurse had taken the three-day-old out of his incubator and led Asuna and Itachi over to a space where they could spend some time with him without another person to bother them. Asuna couldn't say a word the whole time because she was so excited to hold the baby boy she had carried for seven months before his unexpected early Christmas day birth. The nurse handed him over to her, laying him face down on Asuna's chest in order to keep the both of them in comfortable positions.
"I'll leave you three alone. If you need anything, just call." The nurse smiled and left, just as Asuna started fully crying.
"Oh… oh, hi little angel… Itachi, look at him. He's so tiny."
"Mm-hm…" Itachi didn't know what he could say at this point to keep his wife from crying. He knew she was going to start the second she got to hold their son and keep him close. It was to be expected after she hadn't been allowed to hold him since he had been born.
"Oh, sweet little baby… you need a name, don't you? What do you think, Itachi? What should we name him?" Asuna looked at Itachi and gave a smile as he kneeled beside where she and their son were, setting his hand on the baby's head.
"How about Reyke?"
Asuna blinked, smiling even more and nodding, looking back at their son. "I like it… Reyke Uchiha sounds perfect. Don't you think, angel? Do you like your name, Reyke?"
All Asuna received in return from Reyke was a small gurgle, one that was barely audible, but still there.
"I think he likes it, Asuna."
"I think so too, Itachi… I'm so happy I finally get to hold him. I love you and Reyke."
"I love you both as well, Asuna."
Asuna still smiled, staring down at Reyke and keeping her tiny black haired son as close as possible.
Reyke, I hope you'll be happy with me and your dad… we love you more than you'll ever know, sweetie.
END CHAPTER 1