Book Two: Unwanted Surprises

Chapter Four:
One Last Visit

Prepare. In this chapter we have some lime-ish fanservice for Ita/Tem fans because the Tem/Shika stuff arrives a bit later. ;) Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Despite the lies that you're making,
Your love is Mine for the taking.

Temari was worried about Gaara. Ever since she informed him that she was content in Konoha (which was a good five and a half months ago), he hadn't come back to visit. Sure he was the Kazekage, but he was also her little brother and it was only natural that you should visit a relative when they were in a hospital.

There was also a little fact that Temari didn't feel cooped up in Konoha. Tsunade had other things to tend to besides pregnant women, and didn't really mind when she roamed around Konoha. Gaara liked her to stay in one place so that he always knew just where she was. Shikamaru had to accompany her when she went out; which was quite often. Though Shikamaru definitely wasn't fond of elderly people giggling and whispering about 'teenage love' when they saw the 'couple' walking together.

Temari's stomach was starting to turn into a watermelon. Not to mention the baby had what seemed like an amazing amount of stamina. The kicking, and flipping, and rolling was starting to get on her nerves!

While Shikamaru was quite the pest when it came to complaining (pest is an understatement, he was the freaking King), he absolutely had to do almost everything Temari asked because it was part of his mission. She convinced him to go on a couple picnics for the hell of it, and she once tried to get him to cure a case of her hiccups by standing on his head. By laughing so hard, Temari said that the hiccups would go away, but she had to hold her breath because Shikamaru refused.

Despite not being able to convince him to stand on his head, Temari persuaded him into other things. They once went into the Yamanaka flower shop and Shikamaru came out smelling like a lovely meadow.

Now it was the evening, and Temari needed desperately to stretch her legs. Therefore, she decided to take Shikamaru for a walk. Unfortunately, he copped out by saying he was going to go over to the Hokage's office and inform her of Temari's progress and that Temari should stay in bed for the rest of the night, thinking she was going to obey him.

Yeah. . . right.

Temari was alone, the stars were out and it was a beautiful night. It reminded her of the one dream she dared to think about when Itachi disguised himself as Shikamaru and she could actually fight back. The Uchiha definitely wasn't playing fair when it came to the dream world. Because of the pretty evening, Temari wandered father than she intended, a fatal mistake without her bodyguard by her side. . .

During this time, three males were up to something. Itachi Uchiha, Gaara, and. . . Naruto? Itachi was on his way to Konoha with the original intention of doing a little spying. But now that she was on her own and at the outskirts of Konoha where nobody roamed, he was in for a delightful surprise. Gaara wanted Kankuro to find out who the father was from Temari, possibly Shikamaru, and bring the information back to him.

And Naruto was probably thinking of a way to scare Sakura or Iruka.

A swift, dark figure ran through the trees and he was closing in on Konoha. Rumor had it that a pretty blonde from Suna was sent there because she was pregnant with a baby whose father had powers beyond belief and happened to be a rival of both countries. People wondered what would happen to the child once it was born.

The figure smirked, thinking of the shock and rage on his little brother's face if he found out. It was a priceless image. Itachi prepared to use the Sharingan, only to find that he didn't have to. Standing on the outskirts of his old hometown was his prize, alone with no bodyguard as the rumors had also stated. Not that he really needed to worry about a bodyguard that he could take out in a matter of milliseconds, it was just that this made it all the more simple.

Itachi Uchiha stopped in his tracks and prepared to give Temari the honor of having a real life visitation from him before the baby was born.

"Shikamaru. . . what are you doin' here again?" Tsunade looked up at the Chuunin and hiccuped, another sure sign their irresponsible Hokage was drunk. . . again. She was also slurring her words.

"I'm here to talk about Temari's progress." he looked at Tsunade, who raised an eyebrow at him. Shikamaru sighed. "The pregnant blonde from Suna? Carrying Itachi's baby?" he explained in further detail, though he felt like he died a little inside by doing so.

"Oh, that one!" she grinned at him and leaned forward on the desk a bit. "How's she doin'?"

"Um. . . she's having less nightmares, no complications so far in the pregnancy, and she's quite active for a pregnant woman." Though that last part is no vacation at the beach. Shikamaru refused to admit himself that he actually enjoyed being Temari's bodyguard most of the time. He wasn't one for showing a lot of emotion. They only caused trouble.

"Yeah, that's good. That's—that's really awesome, Chouji!" she said, with a thumb up.

"I'm Shika. . . oh what's the point?" Shikamaru knew Tsunade had more than enough to drink tonight and made his way back to the hospital. . . where he thought Temari was safe in bed instead of face-to-face with her current worst enemy.

Back to the 'loving' couple. Not really. . .

"Why did you come here?" Temari scowled and protectively covered her stomach with her arms.

"I came to visit my wife, of course." Itachi smirked as he toyed with the kunoichi. Without all of the hormones that came with pregnancy, she was easy enough to rile. And that made it all the more enjoyable.

"I'm not your wife, you freak!" she retorted, once again making the mistake of backing into something. "You come near me. . . I'll scream!" she held one hand out, but she was careful to keep one over her swollen tummy.

"Oh really?" The Uchiha moved closer. "And who's around to hear you, Temari? The trees? Yes, scream all you'd like and the trees will come to your rescue." he taunted.

If only she'd brought her fan. . . She'd blow him away while he babbled on about trees.

With a side step, Temari began to move away from the tree, prepared to sprint with all her might. There was no way she was going down without a fight, just like always. But wasn't haunting her dreams good enough for him? Or were they simply a warning of his arrival?

"Didn't you miss me? No? Not even a little?" he stepped when she stepped, making sure she wasn't able to get away. Suddenly, in a flash, he was behind her, Itachi had his right arm around her waist, jerking her backward. She let out a little gasp when she lost her balance, and gulped when she realized she was this close to Itachi again. No. . . "You know what I've been thinking about the most while you've been away? That alluring voice you used to use when you knew you were about to lose."

The Uchiha was still treating this whole situation like a game. But if Temari wanted to have a chance of winning, she was going to have to play, as well. "Oh, really. . ." she used that sexy tone he was talking about, hoping it would buy some time. She let out a malicious-sounding little chuckle. "Well, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Temari wanted to be cautious. But that was not allowed in the game. It was like an unwritten rule. She hesitantly removed her arm from around her stomach, and with the other one she lifted up and wrapped her arms around Itachi's neck.

It was intimidating. Itachi's eyes were now Sharingan and they were centimeters from Temari's aqua-colored ones. She knew it was too late to change the plan, but she was really regretting being in the current position.

"Oh really." Itachi's frightening chuckle rivaled her own.

Correction, it was probably a hundred times worse than hers and would make even the most powerful ninja wet their pants. Fortunately Temari learned very quickly how to stand her ground against the Uchiha.

"That's the voice. That's right. Try to buy yourself some time. Make me think you've suddenly changed your mind and I'll let go. Isn't that right?" Temari tried not to wince at his warm breath on the back of her neck.

Now how the hell did he do that? He just saw right through her plan! But of course. . . this was the infamous Itachi Uchiha. His specialty was seeing through illusions. Unfortunately for him, Temari refused to lose. Not tonight.

"Why would I want you to let go? What fun would that be, Uchiha?" Hopefully Itachi wouldn't suddenly pick up the ability to mind read. Although that seemed to be exactly what he was doing lately.

"No fun at all." Temari couldn't hide her emotions this time, knowing she was in over her head, and her eyes widened. The kunoichi had only dug herself deeper! "What's the matter? Yes, Temari you've already lost. Now give up your pathetic attempts. You're so predictable. Once you're aware that you've lost, you throw a fit, struggle, scream, and only make quite an annoying intention to delay everything. Come on, Temari. Surprise me. Fight back and show me you're not predictable."

Itachi had made a terrible mistake. . . by showing her how to win.

Without warning, Temari turned her head and crushed her lips to his, plotting her next move on pure impulse. She slowly slid her arms down his body, grabbed his wrists and cautiously moved his right arm away from her waist. Finally, Temari used all of her strength (because her life literally depended on it) and literally tossed the Uchiha by flipping him over her shoulder, ducking down and thrusting her arms forward with all her might.

She ran as fast as her skinny legs would carry her body, both arms wrapped around the stomach instead of by her side to help her sprint. It slowed her down a great deal, but Temari didn't look back and hoped she would make it to Konoha in time. Or at least run into somebody.

Itachi was back on his feet and ready to play the game in to time. He put his hands out to catch his fall, made a 360 degree turn, and raced after Temari faster than the human eye could see.

Suddenly, Temari felt herself being tackled to the ground, and she could see the Konoha gates just beyond a couple more yards of trees. No! She resisted yelling it out loud. Temari was swiftly turned onto her back and faced the Uchiha, who looked extremely excited due to the fact that he was actually caught off guard.

If she could just win this game, she'd get her revenge after she had the baby. "Get off!" The Uchiha was now at a complete advantage, as his hands were firmly gripping her wrists, and his knee was lodged in between her legs, keeping her from kicking certain sensitive areas.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Itachi taunted, moving his face closer to hers.

"You'd better move. Now." Temari's voice was now vicious.

"No, I don't think I want to." With one simple movement, Itachi had Temari's hands under her back, one hand holding both wrists. She never understood how he did that. The hand that was now unoccupied was now tearing the material of her outfit up by her shoulder. Temari squirmed, but wondered why he would simply stop there when she was almost defenseless now. Not that she was complaining.

Itachi's face was now uncomfortably close to hers and he had that trademark smirk along with the sharingan visible. "I congratulate you on that little 'strategy' back there, but face it. You don't stand a chance. The sooner you admit that, the sooner we can move on from the games." Temari cringed at his definition of 'moving on'.

She flinched when his mouth moved down to her shoulder and he bit down painfully on her shoulder, causing flesh to tear. Then, the Uchiha pressed his forehead to hers. "Bring back any memories?"

There was one more plan Temari had up her sleeve. She prayed it wouldn't make things any worse, if that was possible. Slowly, Temari blinked and her face went completely blank.

Itachi would go completely crazy if she didn't respond to anything he did.

Suddenly, the Uchiha realized what was happening. He ripped the fabric on the other shoulder and thought about biting that one to see if she'd at least flinch again. Just as Temari had done earlier, he kissed her forcefully, trying to get anything out of the kunoichi.

Out of impulse, Itachi bit her lip, but Temari sat there with her blank expression. Her mouth didn't even open and he gave up on kissing her. With his left hand, he squeezed her wrists, and used his left knee to open her legs.

Itachi didn't and wouldn't believe this. He. Had. Lost.

Finally, Itachi released Temari's wrists and stood up, taking her with him by grabbing what was left of the collar. "Go back to Konoha." Itachi looked angry, but also like he was trying to contain it. He back her into a tree, a look of pure evil on his face. "When I come back, you'll regret it. I promise, by the time I get my revenge, you'll be begging for more or screaming at me to stop. Either way. . . you'll lose."

"You only say that because you know I've won this time. Now go back to your little Akatsuki. I'm sure they all miss you so much, now—" but Temari never got to finish, for she was interrupted by Itachi slamming his fist into the tree behind her.

"Go. Now." he glared, and Temari mocked him by stepping away slowly, turning her back on him, and walking at a snail's pace back to the Konoha gates.

When she looked back, Itachi was already gone. When she looked forward by the time she got to the gates, she could see Shikamaru searching frantically for her. . .

"Why did you run away?" Shikamaru yelled. "I told you to stay in the hospit—what happened to your dress?"

It had been four months since Temari's last encounter with Itachi. And she was still pretty damn proud of herself.

"Uh-oh. . ." Temari held her swollen stomach and felt a violent rush of water between her legs. "Get Tsunade! The baby's coming!" Temari screamed at Shikamaru, who was busy trying not to spaz out.