Chapter thirteen: It's over, "Mother"

I sat between Itachi and Miko… Mom (got to get used to calling her that), my arms crossed over my chest. Sasuke was holding Kimi in his lap across from us, whispering softly in her ear. They had disregarded his… our father's request to limit the PDA about an hour ago, which was about when she cracked.

"So it's true."

I looked up from where I was playing with Itachi's hair (we disregarded the request instantly, and he had rested his head in my lap). Kimi was staring at the two of us closely, as if she were searching for some kind of breakthrough.

"What?"

"You're twins. You and Itachi." I nodded, and she looked down. "So you're not my nee-chan?"

"Of course I am, Kimi!" She looked back at me in surprise. "Imoto, just because we don't share DNA, that doesn't mean I'm not your older sister. We are sisters by bond, not blood."

"But…. I don't understand, Yoruichi. Mommy and Daddy…. They couldn't have kidnapped you when you were a baby. They are just not that type of people," she said softly.

I nudged Itachi a little, and he sat up so that I could get up and kneel in front of the younger girl. "Kimi, look at me." She hesitated before looking up at me. "I know this is hard to believe. But they are not who we thought they were. Our parents were daring enough to have the audacity to take me from my home, from my twin."

She looked down once again. "I know, and I know it's terrible. I just…."

"I know." She leaned into her boyfriend, and I walked back over my own, this time resting my head into his lap.

"I just need some time."

"Don't stress it, imoto. We'll give you all the time you need."

Apparently, needing some time translates to needing to stare silently at Itachi and me for about half an hour before bursting into tears. I could do nothing but watch helplessly as Sasuke pulled her into his lap and hold her close to him, whispering into her ear. They have been in that position for the past hour, and it doesn't seem like it's going to change any time soon. Mom had joined us about thirty minutes ago after nearly breaking down. She couldn't handle listening to the woman who had taken her precious little girl away from her so many years ago.

"You are ridiculous if you think I am insane! I gave her the best sixteen years of her life! What have you done besides turn her world upside down?!" We all looked up at the yell.

"Control your tone, Yuhi Yuki, or I will for you," came the gruff and much calmer reply.

"I will do no such thing until you release me and return my daughter to me!"

"She is not your daughter. She is the little girl that you took away from her parents in a selfish act of a desire for a perfect child."

"Selfish?! I gave her a better life than you ever could have, Fugaku! Her father and I gave her love and affection! We took care of her every need and desire! We were there for every lesson, for every performance, for every success and failure!"

"You took our choice in being there for her before we could even enjoy having a daughter."

"Well, from what I know about your relationship with your youngest son, I believe I have done her favor!"

I stood up at those words. This is getting out of hand, and if something isn't done, Fugaku is going to end up hurting her one way or another….

Ignoring the yells to stop, I followed the voices to the interrogation room my so called mother and my actual father were in. I slammed the door open, making the two adults look up at me.

"Yoruichi, who let you back here? You do not…."

"Oh, my darling!" I tensed as Yuki hugged me tightly, kissing the top of my head. "I was so worried about you! How is Kimi? Don't worry; your father and I are going to take you home very soon, ok? I promise."

For a moment, I found the usual reassurance filling me at her words. She has been my mother for sixteen years; what do you expect? But just as I was raising my hands to hug her back, I locked eyes with Fugaku. With my true father. Sure, he can be a jerk, but he didn't commit a crime!

I shoved her away, and my soft expression became a glare. "How could you stand there acting like this is all alright?! You are not my mother! Mamoru is not my father! You took me away from my twin brother! From a family who, while not perfect, is truly mine! What kind of mother would subject another mother to the pain you put Mikoto to?!"

"I… it is a very complicated situation, Yoruichi. But I promise you will understand one day," she said, resting a hand on my shoulder. I slapped her hand away.

"I understand perfectly. It's over, 'Mother.' And I never want to see your face again," I said in a deadly quiet voice. Yuki stared at me in silence for a moment. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor cradling a red cheek.

"I never taught you to speak to me that way, you ungrateful girl! How could you disrespect the one who has taken such deep care for you for all these years?!" she yelled as Fugaku grabbed her and slammed her face into the table, cuffing her hands behind her back.

I was still stuck on the fact that, for the first time in my life, she had actually raised her hand to me in malice.

…. She slapped me.

"Let's go, Yoruichi," I heard someone murmur softly as strong hands pulled me to my feet. Must be Itachi. My body really likes the feeling of his touch. I numbly followed him out of the room and back to our family.

Weird ending to a chapter, but I wanted to kind of show how Yuki is insane. I'm sooooooo sorry for not updating in so long! But I'll try to update more often now. Promise.

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-RozaCourt