Kill Me

And For Just A Second

Sasuke sat comfortably in the leather seat of the limousine.

He was desperate to get to Itachi, but he felt that there was still a lot of explaining Anko had to do for him to fully, understand what was going on. This was a matter of knowing who he was, and what the true story was behind his birth and why his mother really left him. Sasuke still felt abandoned, and he still felt alone and there was a part of him that was beginning not to trust what anyone had to say anymore. He wanted to push through boundaries and he wanted to see what was really there, what Anko really wanted. Why she acted the way she did and why she sought him out still. Basically, Sasuke wanted to make it clear to her that things could never be the way she wanted them to be, and he knew she would hurt anyone to get what she wanted.

He just wasn't sure what he was going to have to do to stop her. He couldn't talk to a woman and hope to get her to get some sanity from the world. Then again, at the end of the day, we are all insane for the decisions we make alone, especially his own.

Anko smiled at him, as she always would. For a moment, it felt as if nothing had changed, but the aching and longing in his heart told him that plenty had changed. Nothing could ever be the same now, and there was no moving backwards. He wanted to grasp that new life for himself, "Are you alright dear?" she asked, in a motherly way. Sasuke just gave her a hard and cold look, but she pretended as if she had not noticed his hostility. She continued to smile and try to mellow him, "I'm sure you are confused about everything that is going on, but it all will be over soon," She said once more, a warm tone as she looked at Sasuke as if nothing else could go wrong. This only made anger rise in Sasuke.

"You have a lot of explaining to do; you can't just dismiss it all" Sasuke snapped at her and Anko looked at him with a reprimanding look. "You have created this mess, why couldn't you just let things go!"

"You shouldn't speak to your mother like that, what would your father think if he heard you saying that," She narrowed her eyes at him, much like a scolding mother would and Sasuke rolled his eyes at her. He was done playing her little pretend game, and he was not going to act stupid and just follow every word she said. Obviously there was something bigger at stake in this game that went beyond who he was, as well as the Uchihas.

"You are not my mother, and my father is dead," Sasuke calmly told her, "Don't think I have forgotten what you told me just a day ago, before the explosion. My memory has not faltered," Anko sighed and shrugged at Sasuke's words. She was not going to hide anything from him, and in the end, she hoped it gained his trust and understanding.

"Oh sweet heart, you have to understand, I am your mother. Not biologically, I must admit, but I did raise you, Sasuke. I changed your diapers, gave you a roof, and clothes on your back. I was the one that was always there, and that is what really counts."

"No, you did not!" Sasuke hissed, "You never have done anything for me Anko. Ayaka changed my diapers, fed me, and Kakashi provided the food, the roof, and the clothes on my back. You were just the one that was always there bossing everyone around, you are the one that always made me feel like I did not belong and was not worthy!" Sasuke gave her an angry look, "Don't underestimate me Anko, I'm not stupid." Anko gave him a hard look. She knew Sasuke was not stupid but she always relied on his anger to rule over his own judgments.

"I was the one to always advice you and give you the best education,"

"You forced stuff on me, you forced me to learn, and you just told me what I should do all the time, I never had a choice and that had to change," Sasuke snapped, "I was not going to let you be the one to choose whom I married in life, I am more than capable of finding someone for me, someone I love,"

Anko laughed, "Love, yeah Sasuke, as if that is what you need," She snapped back, "Love never did anything for anyone you know, it only leads to a world of pain and hurt and I would know because I used to be in love," the anger and pain washed over her face. Sasuke still was not convinced with anything she had to say.

"Someone as cold as you knowing what it means to be in love, that is hard and way too funny to believe,"

"It was Uchiha Fugaku," Anko snapped making Sasuke's eyes widened. "I loved him," she said in a calmer and quieter tone, in her own shock for having let her own anger spill it. But the wound was open again, "What more do you want me to say? Huh, Sasuke, what more do you want me to admit to? That I lost him to your biological mother," She narrowed her eyes, "That she ended up marrying him and becoming Uchiha Mikoto at such a young age? Is that what you want to hear, that I am pathetic when it comes to being in love?"

Sasuke stared at her with shock. "So, that is what happened? You loved my father and thus somehow I ended up being raised by you, and your true intentions all this time have been to get back at my mother."

"No, I took you in at my own; I stole you from your mother. I wanted you because you were his son," Anko admitted, "I broke her heart by making her think that you were dead, and I bet out of all the guilt she hid it from her son, Itachi. Mikoto has always had a huge and soft heart; it was so easy to trick her that way" When Anko said this, Sasuke felt that he might have broken his mother's heart again by snapping at her that she was too late to salvage anything between them. He was so damned flustered with all his emotions, his mother, his brother it was all too much to take in. Everything was changing so fast, and coming down on his way to fast, but this was the best way. "She was my best friend, and I took you from her just like she took Fugaku away from me."

He could withstand the hit.

"How could you have done something like that?"

"Easy, it was my form of revenge to bring the Uchiha Company down. Bring her down, for Fugaku was now dead and…if anything I wished to die and be by his side but you were also his child. There was no mistaking that there was some of him in your personality, your way of learning, your drive, but there was so much more of her in you as well." She shook her head, trying not to seem too pathetic in front of Sasuke. She figured telling him the true would make him feel something for her, after all she had been there more for him than anyone else. At least she believed. She hoped to gain his pity or a part of him this way, by showing him her love. By showing him that she can love and all that she has done was for that sole purpose, love.

Sasuke shifted in his seat. "You're still in love," he stated, he didn't ask it. "You never once let Fugaku go, you still believe you can make him yours after all this time!" Anko turned to look at him with a sharp and confused look, "You are so damned obsessed with him that you actually think if you gain everything, you have gained him in a way, but he's gone…and yet you can't let go. You're still in love with Uchiha Fugaku, a dead man"

Anko looked aghast. "Don't be ridiculous Sasuke," Anko cried, burying her face in both her hands, "How can you say such horrible things about me! I know what I'm feeling and know what I am doing! I'm getting revenge" she sobbed.

Sasuke discretely pulled out his cell phone as Anko cried, and decided to send another text message. He knew now what he was going to do.

"Is revenge really what you are after?" he quietly asked, looking to the side.

Kisame cracked the widow, and opened the door of the car.

The alarm in it went sounding off, but Gaara growled and signaled for the alarm to be turned off, then he crossed his arms "I thought I made it clear that I was providing the car, you did not have to smash the window in!" Gaara had stopped Mikoto from running out earlier, and they had waited about half an hour for his car to make it through and come get them. All through that time Mikoto had been impatient and Anko's location was still not definite, it was still moving, but they knew that it was heading out of town they were going to have to step on it to get to Sasuke and Anko. In the panic of haste, Kisame had done what his brain kicked in to gear to do, slam the window in and practically scare Gaara's driver to death.

The objective of their haste here was that they had to get their hands on Sasuke! Itachi was going to murder them if they didn't have him safe and sound as Sasuke should be right now!

"Sorry, but we don't have a lot of time you know!" Kisame hissed the impatience radiating off of him was fueled by the ones emitting from Mikoto and Naruto. Mikoto after all was a mother in a mission and Naruto well; he just wanted his best friend back! He wanted things to be normal again and he would do anything that he could to bring Sasuke back to society where he belonged, even after all the truth had been revealed of Sasuke being a true Uchiha and not Hatake. To Naruto, Sasuke is a valued friend and his family name meant nothing to him.

"He's right you know that witch has my baby!" Mikoto hissed.

Gaara signaled for the driver to get off and once that driver ran out, he got in. He understood it; everyone wanted to save all the Uchihas' of this fucking world. It was just something that the world would miss or even go into a panic if a fucking Uchiha dared died right now. He was not going to take any blames for any Uchiha dying, so he was going to fucking make sure every Uchiha was home and safe as soon as he could. He just no longer knew why he had dragged himself into this mess. "Get in!" and he slammed the door of the driver seat open once he was settled and everyone scrambled to do as he said.

Naruto and Hinata jumped in the passenger seat, with Hinata in his lap. Kisame and Suigetsu slammed to the back with the Uchiha mother in between them, so she could look forward and obviously be a backseat driver. "Let's go skin that bitch!" Mikoto roared and Gaara nodded.

"I like your style" he said, a smirk crossing his lips and he turned on the car, shifting the gears to D, and pressed on the accelerator. Many cars stopped and swerved honking angrily at his sudden pull of the curve, but Gaara ignored them as he pressed down on the gas even more and rushed down towards the road. Kisame and Suigetsu were the only ones looking excited as Gaara literally ran through a red light and managed not to get hit on such oncoming traffic. Hinata on the other hand let out a piercing scream that just added to the thrill of it all.

"Slow down Gaara!" Naruto roared, and his eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets as the car swerved sideways, and zigzagged through a row of cars that looked to be slowing down for the change of light. Gaara narrowed his eyes, displeased that he was going to have to stop when he came to full lines of cars, and his car came to a huge stop, making Hinata and Naruto fly out of their seats and hit the front window.

Mikoto, Kisame, and Suigetsu managed to hold onto each other and the seats so they would not jolt out of their seats. All of them had pounding hearts, but each for a different reason. Mikoto had never felt such thrill in her life and she loved it, but she felt a more powerful urgency to get to her son. Kisame and Suigetsu lived for this kind of thing and Naruto and Hinata were scared shitless. After a few moments of waiting, the lights finally changed again. "Come on people, move" Gaara muttered darkly under his breath.

Of course, when you want people to move out of your way, a lot more people work to get in your way instead and the world delivered to you even more traffic. Moreover, when you want people to move, the slower they actually get and they drive you insane! Gaara was having none of that. Noticing the empty left turn lane, he swerved into it, going at a high speed, and then slanted himself so he would land at the front of a few cars. The cars were jostled, and they honked loudly at his sudden appearance on their right of way, but Gaara did not care, he continued to move through the streets with an impassive look on his face.

"Where's Anko now?" he asked, directing the question to the meek Hyuuga who was shaking in Naruto's hold.

Hinata shakily opened her laptop and Naruto tightened his hold on her for reassurance. "She-she's…she's stop-stopped." She said in mild disbelief and quickly pinpointed the streets. "She's between Alabaster street and Porcelain Avenue" She tried hard not to look out to the road, as Gaara once more drove through un coming traffic. The scream was lodged deep in her throat this time though as she tried to concentrate.

"Where would that be from here?" Mikoto asked, looking at Hinata with a hard look so she could get a straight answer from the shy girl. They were on the main road of Lightning, and just in between Shock Wave.

"We are about five miles away," Hinata said, taking a deep breath "We just have to continue going straight until we reach Never Street, and make a left turn, Alabaster should be coming in on us from there." She was shaking at the fact that the distance was still far and she was still inside of this moving car that threatened to end hers and Naruto's lives!

Gaara nodded, and Mikoto gritted her teeth.

They were still a distance away, they could only hope Anko stayed there and did not move. The possibilities of her not moving were great, but where she had stopped looked like a dead in street, why would she go there?

It made no sense at all.

There was a huge controversy going around Lightning as everyone launched a complaint from the news they had seen earlier. A few people gathered at the station and actually started to riot on it, and they claim they wanted no more police services, not even when other police stations tried to step in and right things. The president of Lightning had been pulled forward and was delivering his speech when more controversy broke out. It is safe to say that the people of Lightning do not believe that their law enforcers are doing a good job, and they believe their president is incompetent to obsolete these abstractions.

"My people, I know these are hard times and this comes as a shock to all of you, but please desist from attacking your own city!" the president cried out to an openly shouting crowd, hoping to get his message across.

"President, president, is all of this true? Are there cruelties going around your police system here," a woman asked in red, she was a reporter for the Lightning Times.

"Mr. President, how could you let such cold blooded things happen under you careful watch?" A man jumped in. "Are you even watching what is going on?"

"Did you have any idea of what was going on?" and several other reporters jumped in with even more questions before the president could even answer them.

"People please!" the president called, trying to get everyone to calm down, "There was no way that I knew such things were going on, and I take full responsibility for it all. I should have known and we are going to be correcting all of our mistakes!" the president nearly felt panicked when people started to ask how, when, with whom, and why was he not aware, why was this happening, what was really going on! Their demands were too great and he felt that he could not answer them all. "You will just have to trust!" he said.

Izuna laughed, amused by the news report. "Poor old fool, he deserves it though." Izuna hummed to himself as he searched for another video that might have other people saying other things.

Madara sighed, "Will you quit watching that? You know it bores me out of my freaking mind." The older Uchiha pushed back in his chair, trying to get his mind to relax. He couldn't help it though; there were still no news of his nephew.

Izuna glanced over to his brother, and raised an eyebrow, "Paper work and meetings don't bore you but a simple speech from a man does?"

"Unless that man is you, then yes, I get bored." Madara crossed his arms and looked towards his watch. It was almost late dawn, and night was soon approaching. Itachi apparently was not going to be given to them any time soon. They were still waiting for a call or a confirmation that Itachi was still breathing. Izuna on the other hand was now looking at his brother with adoration, no longer caring on what was going on with Lightning. He knew eventually Lightning was going to solve all of its issues, but that was not as interesting as his sulking brother was.

"You worry too much; we will probably have Itachi with us soon." Izuna said. "Trust me, I know."

"I can only hope that he's still alive. That kid is always looking for ways to make life more complicated and he thoroughly achieved it this time." Madara sighed, "although I wouldn't doubt that he had help from his brother, we haven't even met Sasuke yet, and already he proves to be as bad as an Uchiha as all of us."

"We all are Uchiha for a reason; no other gene is superior to ours." Izuna proudly stated. Madara would have to agree with him there. There was no one else that could lead a more twisted life than an Uchiha could. There was just something about them, that could drive the whole world insane, and maybe it was not a bad thing, but sometimes it just worked against them and it was a bitch to solve. Why couldn't there be peace and love for once…scratch that, it would bore him out of his mind if it was all sweet, and cadies, roses, and painted horses.

Just thinking about it gave him a bad taste in his mouth.

"Maybe the world is better of knowing we are Uchiha."

Izuna sighed, "You can hide it all you want, but in the end we are Uchiha, brother, even if no one knows it. Kind of like you can call me by any other name, I will still be Izuna…"

Madara shrugged.

He glanced at the time again, and decided waiting sucked. Time seemed to go slower than ever and Izuna went back to looking for another piece of news that he could find. At least his brother was entertained, and it was always fun to watch Izuna's ever changing faces when he found something that interested him or made him mad.

Anko was confused when she noted that the car had come to a stop. At least it took her a few minutes to really, comprehend that it had and she started to pull herself together. Sasuke looked at her tear-stained face and then stood up, and made his way to the door. He opened it and stepped out. "Where are you going Sasuke?" she hissed as she turned to look at him and then called out to her driver, but no one answered her back.

Sasuke turned to look at her. "Thank you for the ride, but I don't need one anymore," he said. "This is where I get off."

Anko jumped at this, "what do you mean this is where you get off! You are not getting off here." She snapped. She moved to follow Sasuke out of the car but he turned to look at her with a hard cold look. She stopped and stared at him.

"You need help Anko," Sasuke said, and then gave her a sympathetic look. "You are sick in the head," even as he said this, Sasuke could not help to think that maybe he was as well. After all, he had come to accept his relationship with Itachi and he did not care that they were brothers. That was probably also sick minded, but to be so thoroughly obsessed with a man that was dead, for so long was probably even sicker. Why couldn't she let it go now, neither she nor his biological mother had his father anymore, and he never even met the man to know if he was even worth loving that much.

"I'm not sick in the head Sasuke; you don't even know what you are talking about. All I want is revenge." She looked at him with a pleading look, "But I need your help to get it! I need to get to you Mikoto and make her step aside, and I need to be able to rule the Uchiha companies and estates under my name."

Sasuke shook his head. "Well, I don't want to help you"

Anko got angry. "You spoilt brat!" she snapped, "I raised you and have taken care of you, why are you being so ungrateful!"

"Ungrateful for what, you never raised me Anko. As much as you want to delusion yourself into believing that everything you have done for me, when really you are doing nothing but using me and you have never done anything either." Sasuke took a step back. Anko moved forward and made to reach for him, but she was not able to reach him. "You don't even know anything about me do you?" Sasuke tilted his head.

Beside him was a male with long white hair and green eyes. "Let's go, Sasuke" Sasuke turned to the male and nodded his head. Anko growled deep in her throat and rushed to move out of the car, in her attempt to reach Sasuke again. Sasuke ignore her and made his way over to the motorcycle there, and watched as Kimimaro knocked her out and placed her back in the seat.

"Thanks" Sasuke said.

Kimimaro scoffed as he shut the door. "What are you thinking even getting in the same car as her?"

"I had to know the truth," Sasuke said indignantly. "And she made everything incredibly clear now. I can't believe everything that has happened, all of it has been based on nothing but lies and confusion." Sasuke shrugged. "I should have known more that my whole life was nothing but a huge lie."

"Don't start to get all emotional on me Sasuke, seriously" Kimimaro got on his motorcycle and tossed Sasuke a helmet. "Now get on. We have to discuss something when we get back to the hideout. It has to do with Itachi."

Sasuke's eyes widened. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Everything is fine," Kimimaro assured, "Itachi is just fine"

Sasuke nodded and placed on his helmet and got on, his hands both placed on Kimimaro's shoulders to hold on. Kimimaro revved his motorcycle and then rode out of there fast. Just as they were leaving, they passed a car that was speeding their way and Sasuke caught a glance of Hinata, Gaara, and Naruto, but other than that, he did not care.

Gaara slammed on the breaks, and his eyes narrowed on the departing bike and wondered if that was Sasuke, but then they noticed the huge black limousine, and its lights and engine were still on, but it did not look like it was moving any time soon. Mikoto shoved past Suigetsu, jumped out of the car, and rushed towards the limousine.

"Is she crazy or what" Kisame roared, as he opened the door and decided to chase after her. Suigetsu shrugged, and decided to follow Kisame. Gaara placed the car on park and allowed the other two to go after them as well.

When Mikoto reached the limousine, she pulled the door open and looked inside. Her eyes landed on an unconscious Anko, and she growled in hatred.

There was nothing more than she wanted to do than to kill her. "Wake up you bitch, where's my baby!" She reached for Anko and began to shake her back and forth. The anger in her told her to snap her neck, shoot her, but she wanted answers first.

"Mikoto, please calm down." Hinata said as she reached for the woman, and placed a hand on her arm only to have it be slapped away.

"This is no time for mercy or sympathy," Mikoto said as she shoved Anko back. "Go check if there is a driver, when she wakes up; I want to make sure she feels vulnerable." She turned to Kisame then, "Do you have a gun?" Kisame swallowed hard, but nodded his head.

"No" Naruto suddenly cried, "You can't kill her! Not like this."

"Shut up Naruto, killing her is too merciful." Mikoto said. "But it will forever take her away from this world." Moreover, away from endangering her children further. Kisame pulled out his small gun and handed it to her. Mikoto closed the door and sat back, waiting for Anko to wake up.

At the front, Gaara had found the driver, and that he had been knocked out as well. He narrowed his eyes and his mind flashed to the motorcycle they passed when they had returned. He had no doubt in his mind that it was Sasuke and someone else in that bike.

Two hours later, found Sasuke sitting beside Itachi and holding his hand. Itachi was still asleep, but he was going to be all right. He cursed under his breath as he tightened his hand on Itachi's and stood up. When Kimimaro had brought him here, he had told him that it was best if Itachi was returned to his uncles and his organizations, since they had been contacted and asked to return Itachi. The problem was that besides all of that, there were other issues to address and he was going to have to stay here until everything was cleared. Sasuke wanted to be with Itachi and not leave him but he knew he was going to have to. "Just a bit longer apart," Sasuke whispered as he reached his hand to touch Itachi's cheek and he sighed.

He slowly leaned in and pressed his lips to Itachi's, softly kissing him. The feelings in his chest where overwhelming as he did so. It had only been about a day or two since he had been separated from Itachi and already he missed him so much. He pulled away from the kiss and sadly looked in Itachi's face. He gasped when Itachi seem to shift in the bed, and he smiled as he pulled further away and let go of Itachi's hand. He had no doubt in his mind that Itachi was waking up, and when he saw Itachi's brows draw together and his eyes open slightly, Sasuke knew it was time for him to leave. He walked out the door and Tayuya was there. "He's awake," he whispered.

She nodded. "I'm sorry," she muttered. Sasuke nodded and moved himself away. He needed to be out of there and not let Itachi see him. It was tough to not want to jump for joy and stay with Itachi longer, but sometimes sacrifices had to be done.

Tayuya closed the door behind her when she came inside and walked inside the room towards Itachi when she saw him sit up. "Are you alright enough?" she asked softly, trying not to startle him. Itachi was not easily startled; he turned his head to her and took in her nurse outfit. The only thing was that the walls were not the same white wash walls of a hospital and neither was the roof. This place was obviously not a hospital, but then where had he been brought to? The walls were all a warm rich brownish reddish color and the floors were made of wood.

"Where am I?" he asked. He frowned at how raspy his voice sounded and he coughed a bit.

"You're at the hide out we had set up here," she answered. "We saved you from the jail cell, a call from a client. Let me get you some water." She moved towards the side table and there was a tall pitcher of water and a few glass cups. Itachi watched her closely as she poured some into a glass and then she turned towards him, handing it. There did not seem to be anything in it, and he doubted that they would want to poison him when they had just saved him. If not most likely, they would want to know something, but he did not know these people. He brought the water to his lips and drank deeply. Once he was finished, he handed her the cup back. "Would you like more?" she asked.

"No," he managed, with a much clearer voice, but still slightly husky. He was breathing a lot better but he still feel a little tired. Although, he was sure, for a moment, that Sasuke was near him-but he bet that he had to get back to Sasuke.

"Alright" she said and then signaled to her stethoscope. "I'm going to listen to your breathing to make sure your lungs are alright, and then I'm going to check your eyes, hearing, and after that, you are going to go with Kimimaro and he will take you with your uncles." She smiled at him, and Itachi looked at her oddly.

He gave her a questioning look, "My uncles?"

"Yes, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna, or do you not wish to be released to them?" she asked as she walked over to him and Itachi allowed her to press the stethoscope to his back and breathed in and out as she indicated him. He nodded his head.

"They will be fine," he said. She moved to his chest and listened. When she looked satisfied with what she heard, she looked at his eyes, and then checked his ears with an odd device.

"Do you hear alright, no ringing?" she asked and Itachi shook his head.

"Good." She said. "You had some nasty burn wounds, the reason they don't hurt right now is because of a cream. I will give you a supply of it. Make sure to clean your skin and reapply it ever time that you change your bandages; it should help reduce any markings as well as make help them heal properly." She told him and Itachi nodded his head. He looked down at himself for the first time since he woke up and well he had on a shirt, and his arms were heavily bandaged. As he saw them, he had to wonder how Sasuke was doing, as well as the fact that he had to get to him.

Tayuya moved across the room and pulled out a small bag, where she seemed to be placing some more bandages and cream of some sort. Itachi watched her and felt frustrated. "Who are you?" he asked.

She looked over at him and shrugged. "Call me Tayuya." She signaled down "Put on your shoes now, and I'll take you over to Kimimaro so he can take you to your uncles." Itachi looked down to his shoes and decided to put them on and then he followed Tayuya out of the room. Itachi did not question anything as he was handed the small packed bag and a long white haired male walked over to him. "This is Kimimaro" Tayuya introduced, "he will be taking you to your uncles." Itachi nodded once and followed Kimimaro towards a red car. The two of them got in without a word, Itachi on the passenger seat and Kimimaro in the driver seat.

What was this exactly? Itachi wondered to himself, not saying a word and Kimimaro did not talk to him.

Anko was coming back onto consciousness and she jumped when she opened her eyes to meet a pair of deep black eyes. For a moment, she thought that Sasuke was still there, but as she moved away and got a better look of the person, she felt the blood in her veins run cold. "Mikoto," she said in a hiss, and then tried to compose herself. "What are you doing here?" she looked around herself and decided maybe that, was not the best thing to ask. She was in a limousine after all, in the middle of nowhere probably and Mikoto obviously would want to know one thing and one thing only, about her two precious children.

"Right now, I think you know why I am here." Mikoto stated and Anko sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and looking indignantly to the side.

"If it's Sasuke, he ditched me and left with someone else. I don't know." Anko shrugged and Mikoto shook her head.

"I'll believe that Sasuke knows what he is doing, that is how he presents himself." Mikoto said and Anko nodded in agreement. "What I am more concerned with is your threatening presence to my children. What is it that you want?" Mikoto sat bag, regally and professional. Her hands were sitting neatly on her lap but her face was a perfect blank to all the anger that was bubbling inside of her. Anko on the other hand showed all her anger in her face, and the hatred she felt swam in her eyes clear for Mikoto to see.

"What I want? Isn't it a little too late to be asking me that Mikoto?" Anko spat, "What I wanted was always obvious to you!" Anko rolled her eyes but Mikoto was just confused. She did not know anything of what Anko wanted. She was not a mind reader either.

"What are you talking about?"

"Uchiha Fugaku."

"My dead husband" Mikoto said, and looked at her with a dark expression. "What does my dead husband have to do with this?"

"He has everything to do with this." Anko hissed. "You can't pretend you didn't notice that I loved him first, and then you get off going out with him, being with him, getting married with him, and having a child with him!" Anko roared. "You took away the life I wanted. You got everything I dreamt of, and you did not even stop to consider who you were hurting with your selfishness. I loved him more than you could have ever loved him!"

"You loved him?" Mikoto had a look of confusion on her face. "What are you talking about Anko, why are…" Everything suddenly made sense. "You're obsessed with Fugaku, even now that he is dead, you are obsessed with the thought of loving him. Fine love him, but what does that have to do with you harming my children."

"Nothing, I just want you to feel what is like to be heartbroken." Anko seethed. "What it is like to hurt. What is like to lose everything?"

"You don't think I hurt? I have lost Fugaku, for a time I thought I lost Sasuke, Itachi is all that I need in my life, I'd give you the Uchiha companies, but they are not mine, they are Itachi's! And my child will keep his inheritance that he received from his father. His uncle right now owns the bigger share, but everything is Itachi's and will remain his."

"Then I will kill him, and I will kill Sasuke, and his uncle and every other damned Uchiha that dares stand in my fucking way!" Mikoto had sat forward and she slapped her across the face. Anko was startled by it, and then she turned to look at Mikoto shocked. She had never expected Mikoto to slap her all of a sudden. Mikoto had always been a soft person, someone easily manipulated specially when you had her trust, but she did not know anyone who might have lost her trust, and she probably fell under that category right now.

"You will not be killing anyone." Mikoto hissed.

"What makes you think that I won't?" Anko asked, looking at Mikoto as if she was crazy. Anger was rising in her. "What makes you think that I am not capable of killing anyone, fuck it, I'll kill you too!"

"You won't" Mikoto said with such confidence that it made Anko snap. She exposed her teeth, the anger shinning in her dark eyes was insane as she launched herself towards Mikoto, and Mikoto gasped, bringing both her hands up to block the rabid woman.

"I hate you!" Anko cried, harshly and Mikoto drover he knee into her gut.

"Then hate me, no one would stop you!" she snapped back. Anko coughed, but still pursued Mikoto with every intention on harming her, both women ended up in a fistfight, hair pulling, and nail digging battle, as they rolled on the floor of the limousine trying to outdo each other.

"I'm going to kill you!" Anko groaned, as she came to straddle Mikoto and she punched her in the face. Mikoto gasped, and caught her second fist, digging her nails into it. She narrowed her eyes at Anko, there was no way she was going to let her win!

"Not before I do!" she hissed back, and flipped Anko off of her and onto the floor so she could be the one on top. There was no way she was going to let Anko dominate her. "I am going to make you pay for hurting my babies!"

"Hah! Your babies, you have to be joking" Anko kicked her legs, and Mikoto landed a punch on her face, and Anko screamed, throwing her hands up to pull at Mikoto's long hair. The silk strands were gripped in between her bony fingers, and she pulled hard, making Mikoto hiss and cry out in pain as she insisted on pulling the hair out of her scalp.

Mikoto leaned a hand down towards Anko's throat and sunk her nails into it as she bounced on top of her, trying to knock the breath out of her by hitting her in the stomach. Anko still did not let go of her hair and finally did when Mikoto's nails broke the skin of her throat and threatened to do a lot more if she did not let go.

"Ouch, you bitch."

"You might want to rephrase that!"

"It's what you are."

More punches, kicks, and even bites were issued until the gun that Kisame had handed Mikoto fell out of the pockets of her skirts and she gasped as her eyes turned to the loudly thudding object. Anko had turned her head as well, and her hand immediately reached for it. Mikoto gritted her teeth, tried to knock it out of the way, and punched Anko once more.

In their struggle, the two of them knew they were fighting a life and death battle as they continued to outdo each other. Finally, Anko pushed Mikoto off her and pushed her hard onto the ground of the limousine, making her head hit hard. Mikoto was disorientated for a few seconds as she reached to touch her head and Anko crawled to the gun. She reached for it, wrapping her fingers around it and she cocked the gun.

There was no way she was ever going to let anyone kill her! If there was anyone that was going to kill her it was she herself. While she had the upper hand though, she was going to take full advantage of it, and she was going to get rid of anyone that stood in her way. That included Mikoto, and right after her followed Itachi, his uncle, and then finally Sasuke. She still had not made up her mind about Sasuke though, but as long as she got the Uchiha companies, it did not matter whether he lived or died.

Mikoto felt her heart sink when she heard the cocking of the gun, and her blood ran cold in her veins. Her eyes snapped open and she rolled to her front and turned to face Anko who was shaking, and then turning towards her with a furious and insane look in her dark eyes. She was a monster. Mikoto swallowed hard and her dark eyes landed on the weapon.

Fuck, she should have known better than to have let the weapon fall from her hold. This was all her fault. She should have known better, and now she was going to die. Anko was still shaking and growled when Mikoto slowly began to crawl backwards, trying to get away. "Don't move bitch, I won't warn you twice!" Anko snapped, and shot the gun randomly. Mikoto froze against the seat and Anko smirked, pleased with her frightened reaction. "This is just how it should be, you, cornered like a helpless animal. This is how it's going to end for you, and you know what? I love it."

"You're crazy," Mikoto breathed.

"Does it matter if I am?" Anko asked, tilting her head to the side. "Hmm,"

Mikoto shook her head. "Whatever it takes, I won't let you go near my children ever again. I won't let you cause them anymore pain that you already have. I won't allow it."

Anko laughed, "And how are you going to accomplish that, when you are the one at the end of a pointed and cocked gun, how are you going to protect them when you can't even save yourself?" Anko rose and eyebrow and Mikoto sighed. She made a point. How was she going to save her kids when she was about to die?

"I will." Was all she was able to say and Anko hated her resilience. She hated how Mikoto looked at her, her eyes shining with a sort of devotion that showed deep love. Love that only a mother could hold for her own children and she found herself envying that. She could never have such a look on her own face. Mikoto was always so open with her own feelings, the way Sasuke always was about his. It was a passion, it seemed that ran through both their veins and it was something she detested greatly. How could even now, facing the possibility of death, that Mikoto could still have a look of pure love on her beautiful face.

The gun wavered in her hand and she looked at her with a sort of longing. "Why, why do you insist on this?" she asked. "I hate you so much Mikoto, I hate you so much!" She cried, and then she shot the gun. It was ear splitting to hear the bang of the gun, and the penetration of it, but she had looked away and closed her eyes. She was going to kill such a wonderful woman, but she hated her so much she had no choice she needed to kill her.

Everything was silent for just a second.

Everything was dark for just a second.

For just a second-and then a sharp slap crossed both her cheeks and she gasped as she was shoved to the side and there was a sharp stinging in her cheeks. Her eyes blinked several times in the process she had dropped the gun, and now could feel the exhilaration in her own heart run wildly through her. She did not lift her head as the sound of the gun being cocked sounded in her ears, and she knew she had failed. A small smile lifted at the corner of her lips and she embraced the feeling of being defeated by a goddess.

"My children are my life. I will never let you harm them, ever"

Mikoto then pressed the gun to Anko's head and the woman began to laugh loudly. What Mikoto could not see though was the tears running down her cheeks. Everything was flashing over in Anko's mind. Everything she wanted, everything she ever felt that had been overlooked, everything she felt that she had lost.

No one ever thought anything of her than being crazy.

Mikoto pulled the trigger.

Just outside Kisame, Suigetsu, Gaara, Naruto, and Hinata jumped as a second gunshot sounded. They wondered what was going on, but Mikoto had made it clear that she did not want them to interfere. They had heard the verbal fight, even seen that they might be fighting inside with fists as they heard a few cries of pain, but right now, they were all scared that Mikoto could be hurt, or one of them could be dead.

They waited, intensely, for ten minutes until Mikoto opened the door and walked out of the car. She looked defeated.

"Mikoto" Hinata said as she moved towards her, looking at her worriedly. "Are you alright?"

Mikoto smiled. "Yes, I'm just fine." She turned towards Kisame. "I want you to dispose of the body and any evidence that she ever existed, you can deal with that right?"

"Yes," Kisame said. Gaara looked pissed off, and Naruto just had a hard look on his face. Hinata sighed and tried to calm her fast beating heart. Something told them that this was all over, where it concerned the bad part. But the cost of it had been a life and that was just sometimes hard to accept. Naruto hated to see people die, and Gaara and Hinata shared his same sentiments. Still, they didn't say anything as they watched the Uchiha mother run her fingers through her frazzle raven hair and look like she had accomplished something.

She had done what any other mother would have done for her children. She had taken care of the danger, and protected them. Kisame and Suigetsu both moved to the limousine and looked at the mess. Anko was on the floor of the limousine and there was blood trickling around her. She was dead. This mess was not going to be hard to clean up.

Mikoto watched them and then turned her attention to her cell phone as it suddenly rang, and pulled it out. An even bigger smile covered her face now. "Thank you."

Itachi found himself going in and out of consciousness as he laid on the backseat of a car. He could faintly hear the sound of both his uncles murmuring voices, and feel the car moving at a decent pace. He could have sworn he heard his mother's name being mentioned, and then the concerned voice of his uncle saying something vaguely as Sasuke had gone missing.

He felt worry fill him, but he fell unconscious again as he felt sleep take over him and he was not able to confirm what he had heard.

He just wished to see Sasuke soon.

Hm, wonder what is going to happen next? Anyone got any ideas lol. Jk. I know. Just messing with you guys. Thank you all for your reviews. Now that school has started updates will be slow. To the max slow. But I wanna finish this story soon. So we shall see ne? Nothing concrete. Thank you all for reading!

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