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Sakura woke up like she did almost every morning. Itachi wasn't there beside her like he had been while they lived in the Hidden Leaf. He was most likely training. He hadn't woken up next to her in years.
Sakura slowly got up into a sitting position. She still had to get her children ready, fix breakfast, and feed the members of the Organization. She herself still had to get dressed.
Sakura's dress was basically the same as it had been when she was a child but now it was black and it had the Uchiha symbol where it once had the circles. She had also lost the pants that she once had. If they lived in any village that didn't know her husband's anger, they would have stared shamelessly at her shapely legs whenever she walked down the streets.
When Sakura finally got Sanosuke and Kohana ready for the day, she went into the kitchen to get breakfast ready. She decided to make eggs and toast today. When she was finished, she saw that she still had some time left before the men and her daughter would come in the dinning room, looking for a meal.
Sakura sat down on a stool and couldn't help but to let her thoughts drift to her true home. Right now it would be spring. Her birthday was getting closer and closer. She wasn't sure if anyone at her forced home even knew her birthday. Maybe this year Itachi would remember.
She knew that he knew her birthday. Ino and the others had wished her a happy birthday when they still lived in the Leaf. Maybe his gift to her would be letting himself sleep in to wake up beside her.
Sakura didn't notice when the door to the dinning room was opened or when it was closed. She couldn't even see the wall in front of her she was so spaced out. She felt a warm breath on her nose and refocused her eyes. She was meet with the blood red of her husband's, Itachi, eyes.
"You've been spacing out. What's the matter?" Itachi breathed out. Sakura wetted her now dry mouth before replying,
"You're imagining things. I haven't been spacing out." Itachi seemed bemused by her answer because he gave one of his rare- rare even to her- smiles.
"Then what do you call what you were just doing? Hm, Sakura? What do you call it? A mid-life crises? You're in your mid-twenties, so that can't be it." Itachi leaned in to take a small kiss from his wife. Even though he would never tell anyone, he loved his wife very much.
Every morning he would stay up for a half hour to watch her sleep. He would only leave when he saw her start to wake up. He was now in his early thirties and now he never wanted to lose her. Sakura responded to his kiss with the same lifeless ness that she had been giving him lately. He had to do something about that.
"Why don't you mean it anymore, love? You seem more and more lifeless as the days go on. What's the matter?" Itachi asked his beloved as he withdrew, wrapping his arm slightly around her waist. He noticed the slight twitch she gave when she felt his arms around her.
Itachi pulled away and looked into his wife's eyes. Gone were the childish dreams and gone was the love that once showed for everything around her... including him at times. What had he done?
Itachi pulled away fully from his wife but didn't turn his back on her like he had been doing since they were married. He had to get his family out of here but in a way where the organization would want him and his family dead. He would spend other time thinking about that, for now he had his wife to worry about.
The doors opened signaling the start of a busy day at the Base of Akatsuki operations. Sanosuke ran up to his mother to tell her about what Itachi was teaching them today. Almost everyone cloud tell that sakura was faking interest in what her son was saying.
Sakura went to the breakfast table and sat where she sat everyday, next to her husband. Every thing went normally during breakfast but the strange thing happened after everyone was finished.
"Dad! Ready to go train?" Kohana asked her father as she put her empty plate on the counter for her mother to clean up. Itachi didn't reply to his daughter right away, instead he looked at his wife. She was staring off into space again.
"Not today, Kohana. Go study in the library for the day. I have other things to do." Everyone seemed a little shocked by his answer, even everyone in the Akatsuki. Finally everyone started to leave the room but the husband and wife.
When Sakura finally snapped to it, she found her husband still in the room. "Itachi? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be teaching the children?" She asked.
Itachi didn't say anything right away; instead he looked into his wife's green eyes. They still laced the hope and love but they now had a new emotion in them. Confusion. He had to get his family away more then ever.
"We have to leave." Itachi stated simply. Sakura thought about it for a moment and then finally asked her husband one thing.
"When do we leave?" Itachi looked surprised that she didn't ask where they were going or why but then again, she was the smartest girl in her class. Itachi smirked at his wife before getting up and offering her his hand.
"As soon as possible, Love."
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(I was so gonna end it here!)
Sakura ran as fast as she could, trying to get back to her family. They had been separated when the enemy ninja had attacked. Sakura had become rusty over the years so her relied entirely on her husband. As she rounded a corner she saw a small figure lying on the ground. She decided to go closer to find out what it was.
She wished that she hadn't. It was Sanosuke. He was lying on the ground, sounded by a pool of his own blood. He had several different weapons sprouting out of his body in various places.
Sakura woke up with a start. She had been away for a week so far with her family. She looked to her right to see her very own dark knight sleeping with an arm around their dark hair princess for her comfort and protection. Right next her was the little boy, Sanosuke.
Sano had always been the weaker of the two, and he was a little momma's boy, just like Kohana was a daddy's girl. Sanosuke we a lot like she was when she was a child. He still looked like a tiny Itachi, but with dark pink hair.
Sakura resettled into the hotel bed that she was sharing with her family. Itachi decided it would be a lot safer if they all shared a bed together. Sakura didn't mind she liked being close to her children, then again, what mother didn't?
Sakura was just as well glad that she didn't have to make breakfast for her family. She had really come to hate cooking so much everyday. Despite the fact that it was a mother's unwritten duty to cook for her family, she hated it more then she hated her husband. She hated him... right?
Sakura lay back down on the overly soft mattress and tried to fall back asleep. The memory of her dream assaulted her before she could truly fall asleep. Sakura opened her eyes and looked at the sealing. It was a dingy white with what looked like footprints on it.
Wait a second, since when had there been footprints on the sealing? Sakura steadied her self and felt for charka of an enemy or two. There over by the windows! She had to tell her husband somehow, that or take them on herself.
Sakura slowly started to slide off of the bed and make sure to make it look like she was falling off. When she hit the floor she grunted load enough to get her husband to wake up but not too load as to wake the children up. Itachi grunted in what sounded like his sleep but Sakura knew it wasn't.
Before they even started this trip, Itachi and sakura discussed everything that could go wrong and their plans for things like that. If someone tried to enter their hotel room, fall off the bed and then grunt. The other, Itachi, will grunt in return and then quickly kill the offences.
Itachi quickly went as planed and killed the offending ninjas without batting an eyelash. Sakura got up from the floor and looked at her husband. His hair was messed up from the pillows and his face had an imprint of the pillow on it. He wasn't at his most hansom hour but at that moment Sakura perceived something. Sasuke wasn't the man of her dreams, Itachi was.
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Well, this chapter was quite fun. I hope that it settled your craving for me to update if any of you had any whatsoever. My life has been going fairly well now, drugs aren't that bad of a problem anymore and now I'm in a support group so ya... I think I'm doing well. No, it wasn't me on the drugs; the group is for people with divorced parents with alcohol/drug problems. Oh so much fun.