This is it… This silence between Itachi and Sakura is eating me…. So for today…. Let's make Itachi a bit chatty…..
Oh la la….It's going to be fun…
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Chapter: 9
Home Coming
"Almost all the world do have color and nothing is more pleasant than to utter 'pink' word and see someone's eye light up an know it's a pink word for him or her too"
-Gladys Taber
I entered my home with the little brunette having piggy back and smiling all her way from hospital to here...
'I hope I haven't done any mistake by believing Naruto….hope he have already set her room.'
Well Millee wasn't leaving me for even a second, so it got impossible for me to set her room and make her believe me as his biological father, So I handover this job to Naruto and a second later I was regretting it…
If he did anything mutts or mischievous… he'll sure be regretting it,
Well drawing room looked normal.
Sofa set- on its place… flower vas exactly middle of the table…
And there were 2 three cars and Barbie positioned on the ground randomly…
'Sometimes brain of this idiot work, it actually looking the house where a mall charming girl lives….'
But when this idiot has got everything perfect! As my eyes shifted to the left wall…
Why he need to make drawing on the wall with colors!
Orange circle… may be the sun…. pink Zik- Zak lines with yellow dot in between- flowers…. Brown curves, with peach oranges underneath- Millee and beside her blue curvy lines, followed by my face where he specially drawn the big apparent frown…
'Loitering toys was ok…. But, I need to fix the wall again!'
Getting out of my thoughts of malice! I looked at my so-called daughter…. Her eyes were loitering to every corner of the house and then to me which was followed by a bright smile which reached her eyes.
I replied by a mild smile stepping her on the floor.
"So want to see your room"
She nodded enthusiastically!
'I hope I have no much surprises.'
She held my finger tightly and followed me upstairs right to my room.
On the brown door, stickers were pasted- Smiley face, strawberries, flowers, Shin Chan… kid stuff….
My little daughter smiled at me… as she got on her heels and sway the knob...
And we entered the room of – BOYS…
What the heck punching bag was doing thee… not even a single doll room was filled with cars, boomer rang, Top-beyblade whatever it is said…. Football, teen titan's small manikins, Ben ten toys….. And whatever… mouth of my daughter fell!
"Let's go in" I said in my quite voice….
She was swaying her eyes all round the room…. At least walls were painted PINK, intentionally! Wall ceiling was dark blue with painted glittering silver and golden stars, rockets, planets namely Saturn, UFO accompanied by smiling moon uncle….
"Why this punching bag"
She asked me in her most polite and soft voice as her big eyes were looking up at me for answers…
And what should I say…. I also want to ask…. "Why a punching bag…"
"This punching bag is here because when you are angry with me, you don't hit me…"And I made a sad face…."
And she laughed in her ringing voice at it.
"And don't worry all your Barbie's were worn out, I'll bring new one…." And she smiled to it.
I opened the cupboard to see the dresses… perfect; at least they are of girls and are of her size.
She roamed her hands on the fabrics. Umm… till I opened another drawer and showed her colors and drawing file pencil, easer….stationeries….etc's…
Her face twitched…
"Papa" my ears get to her, it was first time she was calling me that…
"Papa"
"Yes sweet heart"
"Why all are new?" she asked so innocently,
"Umm, because I want everything new for my this princess"
As I ruffled her brown hairs and kissed her forehead…. And a bright smile…in which some of her pearl like teeth's were too visible…. She looks the cutest when she does this and then plays with her eye lids…
But can't refuse the fact she was intelligent and smart enough to uses out, but maybe we were only underestimating her, she was 9 year old child…. If I compare her with us, she may not be as capable but she is not a fool or below average girl….. No doubt she too has five senses which actually work properly.
Out of my contemplation my eyes fall on an application kept on the side table….
I gave a look at it….
'Konoha Ninja Academy
Admission No- 01156
Applicant name- Millee Uchiha
Age- 9
Batch- 3
Class- 2nd'
And a smile passed my face… 'Thank you Naruto'
I think after all these years…. He has grown up…
I turned back at Millee; she was looking me with her bright velvet eyes were looking at me in confusion and in expectations.
"You know, from all these things what you liked the most"
She nodded as 'No' from her tiny little face.
"This" I told her bringing out something from my pocket and that something was- KUNAI…
Her eyes gleamed as her mind was registering this moment.
2 weeks later,
07:00 am
River valley country,
Dew forest,
I was aimlessly ambling barefoot on the emerald grass, adorned by the morning dew.
Since then, I am given little freedom, like wander here and there, in the forest. There was no chakra wall on my door. Neither have I met Itachi nor any other Akatsuki member… But there always a black crow with Mangekyo spying me from a distance…
Morning was beautiful, Sky was wonderful, and it was like Saffron was swiftly loosing orange, red, and yellow in the battle of pink of blue….. And there stood our sun, jewel of a sky, dazzling in different aspects of vision.
Waves of cool breadth embellish the morning even more. The moist emerald spikes were giggling my soft skin of feet…
Make my way to the waterfall… Little- little drops were showering its blessing on me… I closed my eye, trying to capture every drop on my face….. Like nothing was past, noting was future, and present was this aesthetic exquisite beauty. I let everything slip and swiftly fall on the emeralds…. Present, silence, peace, life…. I was getting the meaning of every word.
This silence was broken by a shadow which fall n my peace…
I opened my eyes to look at this SHADOW MAN…. It was none other than Itachi,
I get myself in the sitting posture…
"What is it…?"
I don't want to talk to him…
"Come, let's go for a walk" as he let his steps forward…
I don't want to walk with him or talk with him…. But seemed it wasn't a request…. It was an order and I don't want to see the consequence of ignoring it.
Huff…..
He was on my side, our walk to two or more kilometer were silent…
I was TRYING to admire the beauty of the morning and ignore the presence of an S-class criminal beside me….
And as always he had his expressionless mask wore on his face…. I know he wanted to speak but he was quiet and this was eating me his ego, his so called UCHIHA ATTITUDE….
It was the valley, stopping point have come and of mine too…..
Then I let my curiosity won over me and spoke first…
"What you wanted to talk about?"
He looked at me but didn't say a word, as we continue our silent journey to nowhere… I waited for two-three minutes but when he didn't speak…I stopped and turned to go but my hands were stopped from behind, my hands were in his grip, but soft….
Night met grass…. And then he let my hand go… and I took two steps back…. I don't like him near me; I don't like him touching me… I don't like him…. Cuz he separated me from Sasuke, he separated me from Millee, and he separated me from, Naruto, Ino, and my friends, from all of them…. And he's so much like Sasuke.
But then before I could leave, he brings out something from his pocket… I couldn't see it… is hands were fisted…. And forward it to me…. I waited him to reveal it…. His fingers opened….To reveal….. Ring…. Ring Sasuke gave it to me…..
Without other thought I took it….
"From where do you got it"
"It fall on the street, when those vampire attacked you"
I fisted the ring, for not losing it again, for protecting it forever…
"It's precious to you"
"Yes for now, above every other thing, it's precious to me, cuz it's a hope for which I am alive"
"Then you should take care better care of the things precious to you"
"Some inauspicious happening separated it from me or I should say a devil separated me from him" with a harsh sarcasm in my voice…
A wave took the silence between us.
"You loved Sasuke"
"Wong, I LOVE him and WILL forever"
The soft breeze breadth in my ears…
"Then why you changed him?"
This question brings something in me but still I answered him with my guts…
"This change was for a good…"
"Good! You changed him because you can't ever love that killer and that betrayer…."
"I changed him, so he can forget you, his stupid idea of revenge in which he has lost his innocence…."
"You made him a coward, I made him strong"
"You just swayed his life in whatever direction you want, you capture his desires of childhood you made him thirsty of power"
"Ya right, because he always wanted power, he always wanted to make our father proud over him, he wanted to be as powerful and a prodigy like me"
"You just used his love towards you"
"You too did the same"
"What!" I was shocked at his words….
He was right, and all this time this truth was biting me… but I masked it because I did it for letting him in sunlight…. And now he put it forward on the plate…. And this is something I can't take…
Then something attacked me again, I did it for his good and he is much better out of Itachi's revenge world.
But before I could answer back…
"For liking someone you just had to see his good points but loving someone is accepting him as a whole"
"Good, you know you could be a lecturer, I mean if any time you make up your mind of choosing some decent and respectful job"
And gave a sarcastic smirk, on its other side, I was trying to hide my guilt.
"Well, it wasn't something I was here to talk…"
"Then what?"
I took a step forward to the valley and gave a glace down to the beautiful daffodil growing.
"Forget Sasuke"
I turned in splash to answer
"Lis-" but
He wasn't there…. I swayed my eyes here and there…. He wasn't there any more…. Then my eyes…. Fall on the ground….. There was a freshly plucked daffodil…
White petals were still holding the dew drop, and the little part of the stem, from where it was plucked…. Slimy liquid was still oozing…
I kneeled and taken it…
!Fast!
"Thanks!"
I uttered under my breadth…
"Once again…"
As my hands fingers were politely embracing its gleaming white petals…
"Guilt is regretting on something for which everyone has forgiven except you"
-self
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