Sorry this took so long to update, but my Word is freaking out on me still! I hope to get that fixed, and I hope to update soon. I'm in quite the writer's block, and I still have no idea where the fuck this is going, so hold on for me X3

Bwahahahahahaha. The return of Itachi can only mean one thing:

Today must be 6/6/06 X3 Have a good dooms day!

---Let me go---

Sasuke entered Sakura's house while he coughed, flinging himself on the couch head first. And as Sakura prepared tea, Sasuke moaned in exhaustion. The girl carefully, unlike the Uchiha, sat down in the comfortable blue chair seated by the couch. Sasuke looked up with only one eye at the girl, questioning her.

"...What?" he growled out. Sakura sighed angrily.

"You, that's what. You need to calm down, you fool, or Naruto's going to get hurt."

"And how will that hurt him?"

"You'll get angry with the fox for molesting you, and you take it out on Naruto instead, and you make him cry like you always do."

"He cries a lot because of the mood swings, Sakura," Sasuke corrected with a growl.

"No he doesn't. His crying has nothing to do with the mood swings, they are all about you. He didn't stop crying when you were dying, he didn't stop crying when you had a fight with him, and he didn't stop crying when he couldn't stop the Kyuubi from hurting you. You, you, you, Sasuke-kun, you. Don't you blame this on the pregnancy which YOU caused."

"But-"

"No excuses, you prick. He's probably crying now that we speak, wondering where you ran off to, away from the Kyuubi and him. And he's probably crying right now because he regrets ever falling for you. He never saw this coming."

Sasuke sat up with that, pointing an angry accusing finger at the kunoichi.

"...Don't you start with that, Sakura. I love him...Are you jealous?"

Her eyes narrowed as chakra flared.

"...I gave up on you when I realized that you didn't love me, and when I realized you were a selfish little prick. I should have warned Naruto, but you both seemed so happy. And now look at you. You're running away from him like a coward, and he's even more miserable than he ever has been. He has a fucking BABY, you bastard, and you just don't seem to care anymore about him. It doesn't mean that he has to stop caring about you."

"Shut up! I know what I'm doing!"

"Then why did you come see me? To see if you could hide away for a while? To see if Naruto wouldn't cry for you? Or was it to see how long for Naruto to come crawling back to you?"

Sasuke was standing now, rage eminent.

"...Sakura, I don't EVER want to see him in pain. I would NEVER come here just to get rid of him. And if you say another word-"

He wasn't able to finish his sentence as Sakura pushed him roughly back onto the couch, a smirk on her bright face.

"Shut it, lover boy. You're so fun to get worked up."

Sasuke was about to actually consider hurting the girl when her phone coincidently rang. She chuckled at him, and in return, Sasuke flipped her the bird. Picking up the phone and greeting the person on the other line, she hurled a soup can at Sasuke's head, hitting the bulls-eye and hearing a loud shout of pain come from the boy.

"...What are you doing, Sakura?"

"Messing with the Uchiha. You knew he was here, didn't you Gaara?"

"...I had a hunch... Naruto got outside."

"What! He knows what could happen in Konoha if he goes outside! Is Naruto okay?"

The name immediately caught the Uchiha's attention, forgetting about the growing bruise on his head.

"...Well, after the Uchiha ran away from Naruto, he wanted to go apologize, so he put together his sexy no jutsu, forgetting that he barely had chakra to support himself. It broke apart when he was in the middle of a crowd, and they were prepared to murder him"

And upon the gasp Sakura let out, Sasuke was on that phone faster than one's eyes could follow. He leaned into the receiver with Sakura, who was beyond peeved with the boy.

"...He's okay, isn't he?" she asked Gaara quietly. The boy on the other side scoffed.

"Thank god I was there, or else he'd be a bloody pulp. He's at the hospital with me, but he's just getting the baby a check-up from Tsunade. He's quite beaten up right now, and he won't look at anyone ...And I'm guessing Sasuke is listening on us?"

Gaara was answered first with a humming sort of warm laugh. Followed by words.

"...Not anymore...He's already on his way..."

---Never let you go---

"...Are you scared?"

"No."

"...What if I touch you right here?"

"...N-No..."

"You're still a coward in my eyes...That look you're giving me...It's so fearful. You want to look fearsome, but you're doing a bad job, brat."

Naruto had gone to sleep, and it was my turn to go out a prowling. But to wake up to this little brat, that was something else.

I ran my claws down his thigh, and he began trembling lightly. He gulped as he tried to push the urge to run away screaming down, staring me straight in my blood red eyes as to get me off. I smiled at his determination.

Oh, if only the kit would let me have him now...

I leaned into him, my tongue shot out to tap at his collarbone lightly. He inhaled sharply to keep his arousal down. Chuckling in his ear, I bit it.

"...Do you know how many things I could do to you right now?"

"...I can think of a few..." he let out half-heartedly. I hummed out another laugh, and he tensed as I put a hand in his pants. I kept it still, seeing how he reacted. But he did nothing, just staring at me with bloody angry eyes.

"...What would you do if I started rubbing this hand against you?"

"...I would do nothing..."

"...Really? You wouldn't run? You wouldn't scream?"

"...Yes..."

I thought over the option of actually giving the kid a hand job, because it would be so easy. But the kit would torture me for all eternity, so I let it slide. And letting out a sigh, I hummed in his ear again.

"...I'm not going to, so stop trembling, coward."

"I'm not trembl-"

"Shut up, brat. I'm doing you a favor by not molesting you any further. Don't make me rape you."

He was silent not, pulling his knees up to his chest protectively. I smirked, our pairs of red eyes blinking in the dark of midnight.

That's a good boy.

"...You aren't going to do anything to me?" he asked. I shook Naruto's head.

"...No. You're safe brat."

I leaned in to his throat again, and he tensed up. I laughed loudly at him, sucking on his neck, leaving quite the hickey. He squirmed until I let go, my hands in the air as if I was being arrested. He looked me over with narrow eyes, scowling.

"Don't do that, asshole"

"Oh, but the kit wouldn't do it to you."

"I don't want it from you."

"But it's the same body."

"It might be the same body, but it's not the same person."

"...So that would mean that you're double-timing the kit."

"I'm not double-timing anyone because YOU'RE the one doing everything."

"Good point."

The hospital room was eerie, even for a demon. The white gleamed grey in the shadows, and all that made noise was our shallow breaths and the rustling fabric of the curtains in front of the open window.

A few moments later, and the brat was passed out.

I shoved him a few times to wake him up.

"Hey!" I said between shoves, "Don't sleep against the wall, it's bad for your spine!"

He leaned forward with his now black eyes half-mast, falling against my chest.

"Hey!" I called out once more, but he just brought his hands up to cup both of my cheeks to kiss me gently. I sat still, frozen against him. He pulled away, his eyes closed, and laid down beside me.

"...Good night..."

I sat there for atleast 10 minutes, my posture not fading in the least as the boy let out sighs of sleep. Kissing was strictly a human thing. I was no human. I might look like one, but I am by no means a human. I slowly turned my head to stare wide-eyed at the sleeping Uchiha, my mouth ajar. No human acts like that and gets away with it.

And as I was about to wring his little neck, Naruto woke up.

"...Good night, Kyuubi," he told me as he took hold of his body and snuggled up to the Uchiha. I scoffed angrily.

"Whatever. He was still fun to molest. Waiting for next time."

"Don't you dare," he whispered threateningly as he brushed the hair out of Sasuke's eyes and kissed his cheek. I growled loudly.

"Stop being all kissy-face with him, fuck!"

"Get used to it."

---

"...Isn't that him down there?"

"...Yes. It is."

"But I thought you killed him."

"...I thought so too..."

They stood up in the trees, the shadows hiding most of them. But peeks of the sunrise shone through the early morning clouds unveiled their blood red clouds.

"...So...You're going to be an uncle!" the shark man grinned over at his companion, who turned to him with narrow red eyes.

"...Are you thinking that's going to stop me?" he asked. Kisame shook his head quickly.

"No, I didn't think that. Just wondering what you felt, Itachi-san."

"...I feel nothing..."

"...Not even a little happy? You've given your brother the job of Avenger, and he's fulfilling the duty. Proud?"

"...In a way..."

"See? I knew you felt something!" Kisame's grin was getting on Itachi's nerves of steel, and as he pushed the prying fish man out of the tree, he called out to him with a growl.

"Go get me some dango, fool!"

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A/N: Soooorry for that almost lime there :P I bet I scared you! Sorry, but I might be putting some graphic content in this if I'm brave enough. I probably won't, but just be prepared if I ever do XD Love, UN!