I laid on my bed and glared into the darkness where the ceiling was. I couldn't sleep. I figured I couldn't because the Uchiha Massacre's memories were coming back. Tonight was its anniversary after all. I frowned and pulled myself to a sitting position and I could feel the cold wood under my feet. Itachi's, brother's, words came back, replaying again. It seemed sleep was a lost cause so I stood and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
In the moonlight I could see the outline of my eyes against my skin. I stared back. He didn't seem to want to give up. I shivered from the air cooling my face down and dried my face.
I pumped chakra through my body to warm myself and in the process I sensed that someone whose chakra I couldn't recognize was on my balcony. I turned and ran over, throwing the door open. I looked around and climbed the ceiling so see if they disappeared there. In any case, they were good and fast. It hadn't been more than two seconds and they were nowhere near my apartment. I rested my arms on the railing of the balcony and stared at the Hokage monument. They stared off into the distance, somewhere.
I'd been standing there for two hours, thinking about Itachi. I'd gone over every detail for the millionth time again, trying to understand what the real reason Itachi could have to kill everyone in my clan. I furrowed my brows as I decided to venture on another topic I had not considered until now: Itachi had seemed to have an air of lightness one day before it happened. He seemed to be happy, almost. I considered this further. I thought harder and remembered something else: his shirt he'd worn the day before smelled of sweet flowers, very faintly, when I had helped my mother carry the laundry.
Why would Itachi have something sweet smelling on his clothes? Oh, maybe it was the things girls like to put on, like those annoying ones at the Academy, perfume. My eyes widened. No...no way could he have a girlfriend...he'd said that all the girls were only in love with his status and the status he'd be able to give them if he married them. Somewhat like my predicament. Another memory came, one I'd forgotten. The same day, I'd checked Itachi's pockets to make sure nothing would turn into lint in the washing machine or be ruined, and a small sheet of paper was in it. I stashed it in my pocket and continued with my chore. Once I was done, I went to my room and looked at it. It was a receipt...for infant's clothing and a blanket. I tried to put the pieces together. First, he'd acted happy, then he smelled like a girl, then had a receipt for infant's accessories. Then it hit me. He had a girlfriend and had a child with her and tried to have a normal life and buying such items for an expectant couple.
I smirked, knowing Itachi's secret. I doubted he knew I knew. Still, I wanted to know who this woman was. She was probably a Konoha kunoichi. If she wasn't, she could've been a merchant's daughter or a kunoichi from another village.
I started to laugh as I realized how messed up my life was. I am going to have to tell Naruko this tomorrow. I'm sure she'd have something to say on the matter.
A/N: Yes, Naruto is going to be a girl. So, AU fic. Who could this girl be? See ya next time!
