Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto!
Small time skip here, I just didn't know what to put in, just that more or less the same schedule went on until this point.
Months passed and as she was preparing the hatching of her egg, the other courtesans noticed how she toted around the same bag everywhere, one had even seen a flash of silver.
"Come on, Jogen, let us see it!"
This broke into a fierce fight that caught the Hokage's attention, since everyone knew that Mikadzuki hailed from Leaf.
When the woman came to see who this troublesome kunoichi was, she was surprised it was Kakashi's daughter. She came in just as the leader of the establishment shouted, "YOU'RE FIRED, JOGEN! STOP THIS POINTLESS VIOLENCE AT ONCE!"
"I WON'T UNTIL THE OTHERS STOP TRYING TO STEAL MY MOST PRECIOUS POSSESSION FROM ME!"
Tsunade automatically assumed it was the priceless engagement ring she wore around her neck while working. She was shocked that Mikadzuki worked at this famous brothel for one, but for another, she was Oiran Jogen, and lastly, that she was hugging a worn bag to her chest.
"Oh, Lady Hokage, thank goodness you're here! This kunoichi of yours has gone too far! She's almost killed several of my workers and is claiming they're trying to steal this worthless bag from her! I want you to imprison her for causing violence in the Burning Moon!"
Mikadzuki spotted Tsunade and ran over. "I don't want to work here anymore, Lady Tsunade! They're trying to take this away from me and I had to fight back or else they would have!"
"Come, get your things and meet me outside."
"Yes, my lady."
The silver-haired girl (who was nearing her eighteenth birthday by now) hurried and got her things ready. She was in her street clothes and had her hair braided in two pigtails that trailed down to almost below her knees. Tsunade cuffed her over the head and scolded, "A brothel! Out of any place you could've worked at, you chose a brothel?! How naïve could you get?! What will your fiancé think about all this?! You could've gotten all sorts of STDs and those will transfer to him! Those could also transfer to your children! I doubt Fugaku will even consider keeping the engagement on, let alone what Mikoto will do! DO YOU KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES OF THIS?! NO ONE WILL TAKE A WHORE AS A WIFE IN ANY OF THE CLANS! KAKASHI WILL KILL YOU WHEN HE FINDS OUT HIS DAUGHTER, WHO HE HAD SUCH HIGH HOPES FOR, SOLD HER BODY SO SHE COULD RAISE MONEY FOR HER UNIVERSITY FUND!"
"I know…I always knew," Mikadzuki murmured, her head down so low her face was covered by her bangs. "I knew it was risky, and if anyone found out, I would be ruined forever. But I…I have no excuse."
"You look at me when I'm talking to you, Miss Mikadzuki!"
Tears glittered on the teenager's cheeks as she raised her head, yet her face was blank, something Tsunade had seen when the girl was remembering her mother. She was almost a woman now, with how she'd grown, yet she'd made the irreversible mistake of becoming a whore to earn money. She could've been beaten within an inch of her life by some of her clients, didn't she care about her body and what condition it would be when she got married?
"For a genius, you can make some idiotic decisions. If you promise not to go into this line of work again, I'll keep quiet about this. I'll have to check on you to see you don't have anything that could harm your fiancé or future children. What's in that satchel anyways that had you almost kill several of the other whores?"
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait until we're in a private place to find that out."
Haiiro walked next to his master and meowed softly at her as she quickened her pace to match the Hokage's.
They arrived at the hospital in no time at all, Tsunade taking a private room and making sure she missed nothing as she did multiple blood tests on Mikadzuki. She frowned when she found the all blood was clean.
"How is this possible? You've slept with hundreds of different men during almost three years of time you worked at the Burning Moon, you should've picked up something."
"Human diseases don't affect me. Do you think I was a virgin when I arrived here?"
"You mean they left nothing unscarred?"
"No."
"The people in Moon Country are heartless."
"Part of breaking slaves."
"Now tell me, what's in that bag?"
The silver-eyed young woman unzipped the bag as her cat curled into her lap. "I might've been unaffected by STDs, something else happened."
Tsunade gritted her teeth when she saw the egg. "Who was it? Is he from here, or elsewhere?"
"If you swear not to tell anyone, I'll be truthful."
"Even if this might ruin your marriage, my lips are sealed."
"He was inebriated to the point where he doesn't remember, but I do. He's going to be here when the egg hatches, so you would've found out anyways. It's Itachi Uchiha."
"Has he fallen in love with you?"
"Yes, but he won't hurt Sasuke, so he won't proclaim it to me."
"Do you love him?"
"I love Sasuke more."
"In love with both sons of Fugaku and Mikoto…if this ever comes to light, you'll be blamed."
"I know. I hope it never does."
So now she worked for the Hokage, which paid much less than her former job, but she was able to work long hours and make sure she had a sure way of informing Itachi when the baby was going to hatch.
Itachi was visiting her during her break hours (Sasuke was out on a mission with his team) when the egg wobbled in her lap. Haiiro meowed loudly and rubbed on its surface. She stared in wonder as cracks began to spider web along its surface, before a particular blow shattered one part, a baby's foot sticking out. A whimper came from inside and Mikadzuki pulled the rest of the top of the shell off in pieces, the baby's eyes on her when she gasped, her own wide in astonishment.
"I couldn't be that lucky…"
The baby had black eyes and silvery black hair, just like his father.
The cold air hit him and he squeezed his eyes shut, screaming from discomfort. He kicked and flailed, as she washed him and wrapped him in a blanket. Itachi smiled as he saw his son, reaching out to stroke his damp cheek.
"He's perfect. I thought you told me that he would be born with eyes and hair just like you."
"There's a small percentage of ginme hatchlings who are born human. The chance is stronger when one of the parents is pure human. I'm sure that any children I have with Sasuke will be like me, the small chance will be virtually impossible. Could you take him? I'll clean up the shell."
Itachi's smile turned proud as he looked down at his wailing son. "Welcome to the world, Teru."
Mikadzuki giggled as she gathered up the silver pieces and began twisting them into long rods. She finished in moments, each twist looking like a delicate wave that spun over each rod. She then took Itachi's right ankle, wrapping one of the rods around it so it looked like a set of bangles, save they didn't part when he moved. She did the same to hers, and he knew this was as close he could get to her: a ginme promise band. She said that the ankle meant a temporary relationship, not permanent, unlike the marriage bracelets she'd make for her and Sasuke when their first child was hatched. She also made a tiny ring for Teru on his index finger (which would stretch along with him as he grew), while the boy now wore his father's necklace.
"Why don't you have a ring?"
"My eggshell was melted down and fed to me."
He grimaced, but didn't say anything else. Teru lay quiet in his father's arms, his eyes following every movement his parent made. Itachi smiled at his firstborn and murmured, "You're going to be just like your mom, smart and beautiful. You'd better not run into trouble like she did, or else I'll be very angry."
Teru frowned, but held onto his dad's finger as he inspected it. His eyes were aware of his surroundings, so he knew these were his parents, even before he'd hatched. He'd never mistake anyone else for his parents, even if he was raised by another.
"When Sasuke's birthday passes, the wedding will commence. Are you ready?"
"More than ready, Mrs. Mikoto and I have had this planned for two months already. The entire clan is setting up to celebrate."
"Of course, I'm part of his escort, being the brother of the groom. He can't stop smiling, even when he doesn't like the planning. I doubt I'd be happy like him if I got married."
"You wouldn't be able to show it, there's a difference."
"Teru, you have to keep secret that your mom is Miss Mikadzuki," Itachi stated seriously to his son. "I know you understand, so I don't have to repeat it. I know that it's a lie, but it's to make sure that your Uncle Sasuke stays happy. Both your mom and I want him to be happy like he is right now. You won't be able to see your mom for a while, but I'll take care of you."
Teru reached for his mom, and she kissed his cheek, a sad smile on her face. He whimpered, but stroked her face.
"Goodbye for now, my baby boy."
Itachi lifted him and stood, leaving the Hokage Tower.
"HOW COULD YOU HAVE DONE THIS?! YOU, WHO ARE MY HEIR AND FIRSTBORN SON! NO, YOU'RE NO LONGER IN LINE TO BECOME HEAD OF THE CLAN! YOU'RE IRRESPONSIBLE, HAVING A CHILD WITH A WHORE! IF YOU THINK YOU CAN STAY HERE AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE, YOU'RE MISTAKEN! LEAVE THIS HOUSE AND NEVER STEP WITHIN ITS WALLS AGAIN!"
"I never intended to have a child this early in my life, but he came and I won't have you slighting your own grandson. You're scaring him with your screaming, I'd appreciate if you didn't."
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
Mikadzuki watched brokenly as her lover and son were chased out of the house like common criminals. Fugaku fumed as he came to the engaged couple, snarling, "Sasuke, you'd better not even think of having sex with Miss Mikadzuki until after your wedding! You understand me?!"
Sasuke nodded. "I didn't even think about it, Dad. You have nothing to worry about."
Fugaku shot Mikadzuki the same glare and she raised her hands in surrender.
"Me too, Mr. Fugaku. I'd never do such a thing."
Thing was, both of them were lying. They'd been lovers the past couple weeks, ever since Sasuke had proposed. She'd told him that the only time she'd refuse him would be a couple days out of the month, when she would lay an egg. After their wedding, it didn't matter, the sooner the better.
"The nerve of that boy, he'll never grow up, even with a newborn son."
"Mr. Fugaku, would you be all right with the thought of having grandchildren with silver hair and eyes like mine?"
"Of course, as long as they have the Sharingan."
That statement made her happy. She smiled and leaned on her fiancé's shoulder. "Thank you."
"It doesn't matter what they look like, only the matter in which they're born."
Sasuke held his fiancée tight as he kissed her cheek. He knew she'd had this fear, but now, she could be happy with how her in-laws would treat her and her children. Things mattered on circumstance, not appearance.
He knew that his love would be glowing on their wedding day.
"You found out why I have silver eyes and hair?"
Tsunade nodded. "This is good, right?"
"Yes, but everyone has accepted me as I am."
"But there's something you must find out about yourself! It's important if you ever want to have peace!"
"Oh, yes."
She had to find out why her people were treated thus, even with their great intelligence and strength.
"I'm sure your mother was close to finding out, so, after the wedding, before you lay an egg, you'll have to stop taking Argent Leaf, cold turkey."
"Cold turkey? That's what's causing my odd coloring?"
"Yes. If your people would stop eating it, you'd have normal colors, not silver, although you'd still have wings and feathery skin. Being half-bird is part of your genes, but not the silver. I want to see you drinking more too, to flush out the Argent Leaf faster. With how you eat it, it must be why your eggs have silver shells, too. Didn't you notice how your tears and even blood were silver once you'd stopped having such large doses of Argent Leaf when you'd laid Teru's egg?"
"Yes…I'd wondered why that was. So I'd overdosed and my body was getting rid of the excess through its fluids."
"Correct. I want to see how long it takes for it to entirely leave your system. I'm sure that's what the people of Moon Country test for when they're screening impostors from real nobility and royalty."
"To think it was because of that…I never thought about it, since it's in my instincts to feed on Argent Leaf with everything."
"I doubt they even think about the genes by this time, since a gin-me would never find out they could blend by not eating Argent Leaf. We'll also have to make sure your skin is waxed smooth. I do have a medicine which temporarily kills all hair follicles on the skin it's applied to."
"How long is it active?"
"A few months, unless I add chakra, then it's when I want to have it grow back. Do you wish to proceed once your hair and eyes have turned black?"
"Of course. This is more important than my dream, or rather, part of it."
"Well then, come see me once your wedding night is over."
Mikadzuki stayed the night at her fiancé's home the night before the wedding so it would take less time for her to get ready in the morning. Little did she know what she'd wake up to in the middle of the night.
"Sasuke, I think you had a little too much at the party tonight," Sakura whispered loudly.
Haiiro nudged her head and she woke to pet him. "What's going on, Haiiro?"
The feline looked towards the door. She got up and then heard Sasuke shout, "Why can't I enjoy myself before my wedding?! I feel GREAT!"
"Shhhh! Your family's asleep, and so is your fiancée!" Naruto hissed.
"You're the one who dared him to a drinking contest!" Sakura scolded.
"I just wanted him to loosen up a bit, I didn't think he'd down this much sake in one night!"
The front door opened and Mikadzuki sighed as she got up to help him get to bed. She padded over to the entryway, only to see Fugaku and Mikoto were already there, but Sasuke was just leaning against the wall, a lazy smile on his face.
"Do you know what time it is, young man?" Mikoto demanded in a whisper.
"I dunno, Mom."
"What on earth do you have written on your shirt?!"
Mikadzuki saw pink lettering on his usually-pristine shirt "Sakura was here" with an arrow pointing downwards. She didn't think it was that bad, until he was turned around and in orange lettering with a handprint on his shoulder and a swirl near the hem, was: "And Naruto wuz here" with an arrow pointing downwards. Either it was a prank, or his teammates took advantage of him, proudly, she would add. She'd have to talk to them to see what it was about, but she'd have to see if her fiancé was going to be fine tomorrow first.
"I dunno, Mom."
"What have you been doing at that party your friends invited you to?! One thing you're slobbering drunk, another thing, your shirt has graffiti that you shouldn't have anytime, let alone on your wedding day!"
"I don't remember past my first couple bottles of sake… My stomach's killing me…" Sasuke whimpered as he collapsed on the ground.
"You should tend to him, Fugaku. He might throw up all over the floor at this rate."
"I know how to handle a drunk eighteen-year-old, Mikoto. He'll be sober by the time he has to get ready."
They turned, only to see Mikadzuki, who held her cat to her chest and had concern written all over her face.
"Mikadzuki, how long have you been up?" Mikoto asked, coming over to her hurriedly. "You'll have dark circles under your eyes if you don't go back to bed."
"Is Sasuke all right? He doesn't look too well."
"He'll be fine tomorrow. Now come, you need to be up in a couple hours."
She wasn't as surprised as she could've been. Sakura and Naruto were close to their teammate, almost closer than she was in some ways. Sasuke had been drunk, and she was sure that both of the others of Team Kakashi were too to varying degrees…
Additional disclaimer: I don't own the Sasuke shirt joke, I saw it on a AMV which was showing fanart and fancomics, so there you go! *snickers* I just had to do it, even if I don't ship Team Seven!
Wedding next chapter!
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