Sasuke is kidnapped into opportunity, Itachi decides to change the pace.

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Sasuke sat at a bar near Stone, brooding over his impossible situation.

At least he hadn't married her before he found out.

He hated to admit it, but in a fight, Izumi's advantages made it unlikely for him to be victorious.

He would need some powerful help, and a good ruse to catch her off guard.

Also, a clear path to run if she got the better of him.

It was tempting to destroy her. Not just because she was actively seeking another out, but because she saw no issue with dooming

himself and Itachi to lives of suffering. He realized now she said the drug wouldn't work on Itachi if his heart wasn't in it to insult him,

to poke at his insecurity, and wouldn't mind if the elder brother lost his shot at love to further what she wanted.

Yet, if he did managed to kill her, the baby would die too.

An image of Sakura holding a little Uchiha baby, something he hadn't fantasized about in a while, came to his mind.

Someday that would happen now regardless of him, but the thought of her cradling his offspring made his eyes prick.

Maybe he could have genuine love for the child and it would love him in return.

To his surprise, he discovered he wanted that.

Maybe even more than his revenge.

The child may very well not even be his, and there was no way to restrain her until it was born to know for sure, but if it was…

Realizing his mind was running in circles he decided to get some rest.

He laid his money on the counter, finished his drink, and made his way to his room.

His jaw twitched with irritation as he approached it.

That silly girl from the bar, the one that had plastered herself all over him shamelessly begging him to fuck her, was here waiting for him.

Young, pretty, weak, too fragile. Looking him over and licking her lips.

"Get lost.", he told her, eyes regarding her with disgust at her desperation.

She was shocked, apparently not used to rejection yet. "Asshole!", she cried, her lip quivering as she turned to go.

He waited until she was out of sight before withdrawing his key from his pocket.

He opened the door to his room, closed it, and flicked the light switch.

No light came. He wasn't alone in here, and fairly tipsy.

He saw what looked like a flash of spectacles in the dark, catching the moonlight near the window.

He activated his Sharingan, scanning the room.

He felt a brief pinch, his legs giving out beneath him, the world swirling as he hit the floor.

All the light went out, even from the moon.


"I'll get it!"

While Itachi and Sakura were feeling at least a little tense at her arrival, Naruto was overjoyed.

After Kushina's death, Mikoto had become something of a surrogate mom to him.

He flung open the door, wrapped her in his arms, and gave her a big smile.

"Wanna play cards with us?", he asked.

She placed an elegant hand on the blonde boy's shoulder, letting him know to wait a moment.

She gave her oldest son a look he knew to be a stern one.

You didn't come home or tell me anything. You know better.

"I'm sorry mother."

Mikoto's eyes then landed on an obviously drunken Sakura, who was nervously doing her best to appear anything but.

"Itachi, take her to her room. I'd like to stay and talk to Naruto-kun."

The Uchiha heir stood and held out a hand to help Sakura up and take her to bed.

Hearing the happy chattering begin behind him, he turned to lead Sakura down the hall to her room when his mother's voice stopped him.

"I'll see you in the morning, Itachi."

She was telling him to go lay down with Sakura, that she approved of his choice.

Thank Kami.

He turned the lights off and they quietly stripped down to their underclothes, climbed into her little bed.

Sakura felt a deep relaxation wash over her, alerting her to how tired she still was.

She let him pull her into a sweet kiss that made her smile, and made her warm.

Despite her exhaustion, she found her hands wandering.

He caught one of them, gently, by the wrist.

"Sakura.", he admonished.

"I know. I'm tired too. I just…"

"Hn?"

"I've been thinking about it. I do want to marry you, Itachi."

The Uchiha heir didn't know what to make of her confession.

What a curious woman she was, expressing an engagement, and now this.

He held her close, nuzzling her neck, his deep voice muffled,"Let me think about it."

Sakura pulled back,voice sounding worried,"Itachi-kun?"

He was silent a while, trying to find the best way to tell her how he felt.

To explain that it bothered him to have had sex with someone he wasn't married to, made him feel like he was the kind of man he wasn't.

That what happened wasn't their fault as long as they did things right as of now, and she was by no means proposing for him.

Sakura whispered to him, after watching his face a while,"I'm sorry. I'll wait."

He nodded and held her closer.

Tomorrow they would be back to their lives.

He would find a way to make it special once she had some time, once he knew she was sure.


Sasuke awoke, tied to a post and bound in chakra restraints, eyes covered and sealed.

He heard footsteps, the clinking of small tools.

It was getting closer.

"What do you want?", he called out.

A calm and confident voice replied,"Your eyes, for Lord Orochimaru."

All thoughts of fighting his way out of this, which he had an opening or two to do despite the precautions his kidnapper had taken, flew

away. Luck had delivered an answer to his room at the Inn.

"Why would you take me when there is one with the Eternal Mangekyou?"

Kabuto scoffed,"Why would you offer that? Why would I trust you?"

"Because I want you to have her."

He could hear the smirk in his kidnappers voice,"I thought Uchihas had more pride than to offer enemies their best weapons to save

their own skin."

"It is not just myself I want to save.", Sasuke explained,"She's pregnant with my child. I want the child, but am tired of her.

I will bring her to you if you can make her disappear."

The medic was well acquainted with scum of all types, but he had to admit he hadn't heard this one before.

"You would trade your pregnant wife for yourself?", he questioned.

"She's not my wife.", Sasuke spat.

"So an illegitimate lover of a clan boy then?"

The truth would help him now better than any lie he could make up.

Sasuke nodded,"Hn. A former fiance of my brother's."

"That is illegitimate indeed. How disloyal of you.", the medic chided.

There was not a hint of lie in the young Uchiha's voice or posture. His desire to escape the situation

was understandable.

Eternal mangekyou was difficult to come by, to say the very least. He could always bring this one to base, let Orochimaru decide.

If he said no, they would just take his eyes and kill him anyway.

Making up his mind, Kabuto cut him down and laced three razor sharp chakra threads about Sasuke's neck to remove his head if he ran.

"Come with me. If you attempt to escape, I'll simply capture you again, at best."

Sasuke didn't have to ask where he was being taken.

Izumi would not stand against Orochimaru.

He would either die fighting the Snake Sannin today or keep Izumi from ever humiliating him again.

Sadly, it was better than the rest of his week had been.

Maybe he would even get to see his baby play with Sakura's pretty pink locks someday.