"Itachi," Naruto said in all seriousness.
"Yes?" He asked, unconcerned.
"I—we," She corrected, "have to tell him!" The blond smiled weakly. Itachi's eyes bulged out in surprise before fluttering shut. He sighed heavily, the raven let Naruto slip out of his arms daintily before she hugged him tenderly. Itachi then lay his head down onto the blonde's silky, golden locks. "Please Itachi," She pleaded, raising her head up, Itachi taking his off of hers. Seeing Itachi's judging face she said, "I-if that isn't an option, than what if I'm pregnant with your baby?" Itachi's head jerked up, he didn't want to tell his younger brother, feeling that if they did, then the unity of the family would be over, it would melt. He just didn't want that to happen.
Taking his time to chase all the possibilities of how this would end carefully, Itachi nodded his head yes, saying, "Only if you are pregnant with my child." Tears welled up in Naruto's eyes, threatening to overflow the brim of her bottom eyelids, but she held them back.
"Thank you!" The blond muttered as she threw her arms around the elder Uchiha's pale neck column, "Thank you!"
"Naruto, why is it so important to you?" The raven asked solemnly, his gaze directed over her head.
"Because," She faltered, "Because all Sasuke has done is try to love, protect and nurture me, and I can see that it's hurting him. I don't want that."
"Any other reason?" Itachi asked, his calculating mind seeing that there was more than meets the eye.
"He…He knows that I'm cheating on him anyway…"
Itachi nodded his head slowly and brought his hand to her lower back and guided her into his house. Once there, he led her to the bedroom. The two walked in silence, embracing each other in a comfortable way. Upon entering the master bedroom Naruto went and sat on the bed while Itachi shed his shirt and crawled over to her. Naruto gazed at the raven, eyes plastered to the Uchiha's perfectly sculpted, pale chest. Her eyes strolled up as he climbed up towards her, eyes staying locked on the Uchiha's chest. Itachi laid down on his side, torso near her abdomen, he gently pulled up Naruto's shirt until it reached her bust, then he lay his head upon her stomach as if they did it every day.
"I don't know if I'm pregnant yet, Itachi," The gorgeous blond whispered softly, Itachi lifting her spirits in nanoseconds.
"Still, I really like the way your skin feels against mine," He murmured, purring softly.
Laughing nervously, she lifted her left arm to ruffle the Uchiha's hair that lay in a neat mess around his shoulders. "That's nice," She sighed, her eyes softening as her beloved blinked lazily before closing his eyelids and just lying there, peaceful. "I love you," Naruto half smiled, leaning up to look Itachi in the eye. A mumbled response was heard as he opened his eyes a slit, feeling her presence before smiling and dozing off. It was rare to see the elder sleep, although, she herself had seen it many times before, it was a rare sight to see him like this. Relaxed. Calm. Like it should be. Naruto fell back on the row of pillows behind her, sighing as she hit them. The blond had light purple bags under her eyes, signaling that she had neglected sleep last night due to the circumstances. Deciding that, she too laid back, relaxed, and let her mind drift off to a place where fantasies ran wild.
*Scene Change*
Sasuke had left home tired, and if he was truthful with himself, depressed. He had tried so hard during the past few years to get the blonde's attention, but now he just felt like he had been used to her advantage. Although he knew the kind of person she was, he still had a tough time forgiving her.
Sasuke was driving down the black, paved highway towards his business headquarters and the time was 8 A.M., he still had 60 miles to go with 30 minutes to spare. Unless he sped, which he could get away with easily, he wouldn't make it. So, his colleagues would surely use this against him, seeming as he had the job of their dreams. The money wouldn't matter, but to Sasuke, working for a living was part of maintaining the 'wealthy' status, it's not like he cared about the cash or the acknowledgement, he just did it to be somebody, someone of the working class. 'Someone who lets his wife stay home and fuck whoever the hell she wants.....' Sasuke grumbled lowly to himself, his anger finally catching up to him.
Shutting his eyes momentarily, Sasuke cleared his head of all thought besides work and driving--the speed limit. Eyes fluttering open, Sasuke saw what no one should ever have to see, a beautiful, azul (blue in Spanish) lake, ripe crops, rolling grasslands, all flashing by in a fraction of a second as the Uchiha veered off the road, his car plunging into the water-filled canal. Red blurred his vision on impact, water cleared way as his black BMW flew into the canal. The aqua smashed through his windows, splitting his skin with shards of glass as the water enveloped his body. The younger raven gasped for one last breath as his fingers fumbled with his seat belt. Cursing to himself as he couldn't unbuckle, Sasuke reached around the car blindly as the muddy water continued to pull the car farther down into the pit.
He knew it was a long way down. He could drown very easily. Angry. Depressed. Confused. 'No!'' Sasuke wailed in his thoughts he most definitely didn't want to die that way. Sasuke's long, spiny fingers grasped onto an old pen that had dried up a few months ago; clicking the top, the point popped out. Said Uchiha then pulled against the current; bringing his arm to the bottom strap of the seat belt, Sasuke began his feeble attempts at freeing himself.
Crying out-loud, bubbles floated to the top, signaling that he was still alive, Sasuke continued hacking at the strong-as-steel fabricated mesh, unnoticeable tears streaming down his dowsed face. It wasn't long until Sasuke had run out of breath, he was going to die. Why did the gods hate him? Why did life itself seem to spit him up? To him, life was like a race, a race were you kept ending up at the beginning as the others stormed past. Had he finally reached the end? Had he surpassed the others? Has his prime already come and gone? Sasuke didn't know. He denied that he cared.
Feeling the fabric rip, he tried pulling it away from him. Of course, life wouldn't be this gentle on his struggle to retain his life. It never was. His pen had poked a small, but useful hole in the weakened material and the raven started sawing sideways, holding on to as much oxygen as he could.
*Scene Change*
Naruto awoke slightly disturbed, startling Itachi with her sudden outburst. Hyperventilating, she recounted her sudden premonition to herself, and shakily threw the Uchiha off, walking over to Itachi's phone, she picked it up and dialed Sasuke's number, the phone rang and rang. No answer. Was he at the meeting? She couldn't be sure, so she hung up and quickly dialed his work. Upon receiving an answer, she shakily, worriedly inquired about Sasuke's whereabouts. He wasn't there. He was late. Sasuke was never late. Short, fragmented thoughts ran through Naruto's head as Itachi got up and wrapped his arms around the frantic blond, trying to calm her.
*scene change*
The seat belt wasn't busting! Sasuke could see enough to know that his fingertips were turning a plum color. Not good. Knowing that he couldn't hold out much longer, Sasuke hacked harder at the mesh, in-taking water as he did so. Choking, Sasuke dropped the pen to wrap his hands around his neck; realizing what he was doing, Sasuke reached for the pen, failing. He abandoned the attempts of tearing apart the seat belt and tried to squirm his way out of it.
Sasuke wasn't a whole bunch of bronze, he was lithe, petite, and masculine, but he was still muscled, which prevented him from tearing himself from the belts grasp easily. Shimmying his way up, Sasuke got his buttocks out of the tight safety precaution and worked on his knees, working around the bend. Once out, Sasuke reached for the windshield before withdrawing quickly. Shards of glass stuck through his hands, mangling them.
Ignoring the sudden surge of pain, Sasuke grabbed it again, wincing as the pieces protruded his flesh even farther. Once out of the sunken vehicle, Sasuke strived to make it to the surface of the water, 30 feet up. The current pulled the once strong swimmer to the south, while he struggled to maintain his stamina. Failing, the Uchiha made one last final gasp as he was swept up by the current.
EMTs were scavenging the area, looking for any signs of life before diving into the rough currents. The police were parked in a random assortment, blocking off access as the line of cars piled up. The fire men were working on retrieving the car that the Uchiha had just left up so that the team of experts could identify whose it was, although they already had a general idea.
Once pulled up, the officers climbed in, carefully, as to preserve evidence, to ravage the vehicle. A fire woman opened the glove box with a set of keys she found slung around the rear view mirror and took out multiple documents with the name Uchiha on every single one. Before they could be certain of the victim, a cry shrouded all trace of thought as an EMT called out claiming that they had a body. The man's comrades threw out a rope to a daring fireman—who had jumped in to rescue the body—as he swam ashore, battling against the current with Uchiha in hand.
*Scene Change*
The telephone rang just as Naruto set the communication device down in its holder.
"Y-yes," Naruto answered hesitantly.
"Mrs. Namikaze Uchiha?" A stranger's voice inquired.
"This is her," She stated, "I-is there something wrong?"
"Unfortunately yes, your husband, Sasuke Uchiha, was in a horrible car accident," The woman said in false remorse.
**EXTENDED PART OF CHAPTER*
Carrying up a hot bowl of chicken noodle soup and rice, Naruto walked into Sasuke's room setting it on the bed side table and taking out a bed tray and setting it up before replacing the food on the tray.
She then walked around to the other side of the bed and hesitated before sitting down, drawing Sasuke's sad gaze toward her. She crawled over to the raven and sat beside him, unknowingly comforting him—slightly.
Sasuke had broken three ribs and had multiple cuts and bruises on his face, torso and limbs. Overall, he was fine, but the doctor had said that he needed to be careful, if he wasn't, he could puncture a lung with one of his ribs, it was on the verge of puncturing it to begin with. Sasuke was to go in to get it fixed within the next week, according to the doctor.
"Dig in!" Naruto smiled grimly, hoping to convince the raven. He simply remained silent and still. "Please Sasuke, you need to eat and get better, the doctor said to make sure you get--"
"Shut up, please," Sasuke muttered, picking up his chop sticks before starting on his rice. Sasuke continued eating, ignoring Naruto's rejected face.
"I'm sorry Naruto," Sasuke whispered once he finished, taking her hand before lying down and laying on it. His eyes remained on Naruto's face, which only brought on a guilt trip.
"You shouldn't be," Naruto retorted weakly, her voice cracking. Naruto had seemed down ever since she had brought Sasuke home from the hospital, and it was making Sasuke very uneasy, like some bad news was coming up.
"I love you, Naruto, you know that right?" Sasuke questioned, his eyes glazing over as she nodded her head yes, but hesitated before repeating Sasuke's words.
"Don't lie Naruto," Sasuke ordered, aware of her deceits.
"I do love you, Sasuke. Just as a brother or something," Naruto murmured into the pillow, muffling her voice, but Sasuke heard. He could see the upcoming tears before
she even turned her head to face him. Sasuke yawned as he looked into her eyes, his eyes drooping slightly.
During the night, Naruto slid her hand out from underneath Sasuke's head before walking over to grab her buzzing cell phone and walked out of the room to answer it.
"Itachi?" She asked quietly, not wanting her voice to carry over to Sasuke.
"M,' yea," He muttered into the phone. "Is everything going all right?" Itachi asked, sounding concerned for not just Naruto, but his brother as well. "I mean, physically and mentally, and that also meaning that you haven't told him yet?" Itachi pin-pointed.
"Well, I guess so, nothing bad has happened, and he doesn't seem to be mad or anything......." She trailed off. "And I'm not that heartless," Naruto whispered the last part angrily. Of course she wouldn't go against her word and tell Sasuke who it was now! And plus, why would she want to make the younger even more depressed.
"Good, good, okay, well mom and dad are going to be coming over tomorrow to see Sasuke, do you want me over there as well, it's kind of a surprise visit."
"I would like that 'Tachi," Naruto replied, "I really would. But I've got to go before Sasuke wakes up alright?" Naruto said, excusing herself from the phone.
"Yes, yes, of course Naruto, I'll see you tomorrow." Naruto shut the phone without replying and walked back into her and her spouse's room and resumed her position next to the younger raven, placing her hand on top of Sasuke's.
"Were did you go?" Sasuke asked, scaring Naruto. Sasuke was glaring half-heartedly at his wife as she sighed before answering him.
"Your brother called," She answered truthfully.
"Naruto," Sasuke sighed, ignoring the truthful tone in his wife's voice.
"It's true Sasuke, ask him tomorrow, he called to see how you were doing," Naruto pleaded with him, trying to get him to believe her truthful statement.
"You can bet on it," Sasuke murmured, "But either way Naruto, I forgive you." Smiling sadly, Naruto nodded before reversing Sasuke's earlier action and placed Sasuke's hand underneath her cheek, not wanting to much pressure on the warm, healing hand.
"That feels nice, Naruto," Sasuke moaned, falling asleep once again. Naruto just lay there, unmoving and conscious. She remained that way for the rest of the night.
SO I DO BELIEVE THAT I CHANGED THIS ONE A BIT TOO, SO I HOPE THAT YOU GUYS LIKED IT. AS FOR NOW, I MAY OR MAY NOT START ANOTHER CHAPTER TONIGHT, DEPENDS ON MY MOOD AND MY CREATIVITY LEVEL. WHICH, GETS TO A POIT (THIS HAPPENS VERY OFTEN) THAT MANY PLOT HOLES OCCUR AND THAT IS NOT GOOD.