A/N: I loved all the nice reviews, not as many as I'd hoped, but I loved each and every one of them. Thanks! I know this is being updated a little/lot late but I've been super busy, trying to get some classes done and trying to deal with my large amount of summer homework. Hope you love the chapter and you're having an awesome summer. Remember to R & R!

MUST READ THIS: I HAVE REVISED THIS CHAPTER AS OF January 9th, 2010. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE UPDATED VERSION, PLEASE DO. I have changed the plot, tweaked it. My Apologies, the story line that I used originally was getting to out of hand. My apologies, I hope this chapter is better!

PMYM

Chapter 14:

The Ideal Son

(Sorry no quote this chapter)

Part 1: Sasuke & Itachi (the two brothers)

Drip…Drip…Drip…Drip…Drip…….Drip…..

Sakura hugged her daughter goodbye as she readied for her trip back to her old home to visit her grandmother. She had her carry on luggage in one hand and one arm around Kin as she kissed her daughter's lovely, perfect cheek.

Sasuke watched, his insides were doing flips and he was already concerned for her well being. Sasuke watched her whisper something into her daughter's ear which probably was an 'I love you.'

This made Sasuke wish and dream that he had a mother like Sakura…someone that could have held him and told him everything was alright when they really weren't. Sasuke was really glad that he did not have to deal with his parents; that was nice. His mother was to eccentric and a drama queen, while his father was stoic and unloving.

He should not be thinking of them at a time like this…

"Sasuke," Sakura whispered, dragging him out of his day dream and pulling him into a one handed hug. "I'll miss you so much, remember I'll call you every night and we can talk. I'll miss you." Sakura whispered again getting ready to pull away when Sasuke pulled her into a quick yet passionate kiss.

"I'll miss you too, my lovely Sakura Haruno," Sasuke whispered and kissed her forehead, watching as she said goodbye to his brother and their group of friends. Sakura had finally pulled away from the crying Ino and she pushed back into the crowd to get to her terminal. She waved one last time and gave Sasuke one last loving smile.

Sasuke's heart hurt and she wasn't even yet out of the country. Over the weekend he had boundlessly buggered her about letting him go with her but every time she had said to him 'No.'

Sasuke took Kin by one hand and Itachi took her other. The little girl had tears streaming down her small proportioned face. Itachi bent down to wipe them from her face.

"Your mama will be back in seven days, don't you worry Kin. Your daddy and I plus all your Aunties and Uncles will take good care of you." Itachi tried to reassure the girl who was staring at him through her tear stained face.

"Can we go home," Kin asked the two of them.

Kin just wanted to get away from the depressing airport. She had never been away from her mother for more than a day…she didn't know how she could last with her mother gone for seven days. Her mother always sang to her, read to her, held her, fed her, and bathed her, clothed her and a bunch of other things. Kin couldn't see how she could live without her mother for seven long days.

Sadness filled her heart and mind just by thinking of it…

"Yeah," Sasuke responded, "We'll go back to my home and I promise you you'll love sleeping over at my house."

Kin perked up at the thought. If she didn't have her mother, at least she would have Daddy Sasuke-he wouldn't leave her alone.

Kids always have short attention spans…Itachi thought….or at least he had a short attention span as a child….

Itachi knew too that Sasuke was taking Sakura leaving not very well…but Sasuke would not talk to him about it. He wouldn't open up to his bigger brother, as he had opened to before. Itachi thought the reason might be because Sasuke was just embarrassed to admit another weakness, especially when he just got over one.

"Come on Kin," Sasuke said and let go of her hand to hold his arms out open to her. Kin immediately let go of Itachi's hand and ran into Sasuke's arms. Sasuke 'ooffed' as he lifted her up into his arms and placed her on top of his shoulders, the way most fathers do with their kid.

"Come on Itachi," Sasuke said to his brother. "We should get Kin home and let her go to bed."

Ino and the rest of the girls had already patted Kin's head and told her that they would visit her in a couple days. Naruto, Shikamaru, Neji, and Sai went with the girls and left after waving goodbye to a determined and saddened Sakura. Itachi and Sasuke were the last to leave the airport and the last to get Sakura's departure out of their minds...

No words were exchanged as they walked to their car. Sasuke was lost in thoughts that revolved around Sakura and wanting to see her face, holding her again.

Itachi was just thinking of getting Kin home and put down. Itachi was also still trying to get all his equipment moved to Japan. As of yesterday, Itachi had told Sasuke that he would be moving in with him, and making movies here in Japan. Itachi knew that it would be hard to maintain time with his brother and directing/producing various movies, but he knew that it could be done. He would also have to make time to spend with who he assumed was his future sister in law, Sakura, and his future niece, Kin.

The car ride home was silent just as the walk to the car was and Itachi could almost feel Sasuke pouting. Sasuke was still heart broken over Sakura having to go, even if he knew it was the right thing to do.

It seemed to Itachi, that right after everything between the two lovebirds became good, something went wrong.

"Do you want me to take her," Itachi said to Sasuke as he slid out of the driver's seat of the car and onto Sasuke's driveway.

Kin was asleep in her Booster seat in the back of Sasuke's car.

Sasuke opened the backseat of the car and whispered, "I'll take her. Just open the door for me."

Itachi was happy to oblige to Sasuke's command and opened the front door for Sasuke who had Kin laying in his arms bridal style. Itachi also closed the door behind him as he walked in.

Sasuke was quietly humming to himself and Kin as he ascended the stairs and walked down the hallway and into the guest room that his maid had made up for Kin. The room was a peach color with purple trim and reminded him of the days when his mother would hold his hand and walk down into the park where the cherry blossoms bloomed. That was before she had become as vain as she has…that was a time before fame had grabbed hold of her and consumed her.

His memories of the past clung to him. The happy ones, the sad ones, and the slowly dimming ones were always constantly playing on his mind. His mind was an unpaved road, waiting to get trampled.

The maid rushed in the room, deterring him from his thoughts. He kissed Kin goodnight and left the room so that his house keeper could change Kin into pajamas and to tuck her in.

"Sakura," he whispered her name as he turned the handle of his door and walked into his bedroom and looked at the picture. A picture hung on the wall. A picture he would cherish till the end of time. It was a picture of Sakura and him. Sasuke was sitting and Sakura was on top of his lap, laughing. His arms were bound around her and a graceful smirk adorned his face. The picture had been taken four days ago…but it seemed to him that it had happened only moments ago. It was a picture of them, a picture of things to be, a picture of the promising future, or at least that is what he hoped it was.

"Goodnight Sasuke," Itachi called to his brother and walked into his own bedroom, closing the door and going to bed.

Sasuke did not answer; he only nodded his head and plunged into his bed. The darkness of his dreams had just begun to fully project themselves into his mind…

Part 2: Fugaku and Mikoto

(A/N: I'm starting to hate them more and more, but for my own sake and yours, they will be more human in this part of the story. Please read on!)

A woman sat behind her desk and looked up as a very loud dressed women walked in, in five inch heels and a deadly glare. The secretary felt the urge to press the button on her desk that would bring the cops here. The woman in front of her really was scary but very, very beautiful.

"How may I help you?" Stuttered out the scared secretary to the woman.

"Tell Fugaku, that his wife is here to see him," The woman berated out.

Mikoto had flown all the way from London, where she had been staying for a beauty contest and had made her way back to Japan earlier this morning where she had accidentally thought a pink haired girl, about to board a plane, was one of her powder girls.

"Hold on one moment," The stunned secretary called out. The secretary picked up her phone and called in to Fugaku's office.

Fugaku had picked up and had told her to let his wife into his office immediately.

Mikoto didn't even say thanks to the poor scared secretary as she walked by her and went into her husband's office.

"Fugaku," her sweet voice trailed into the room and Fugaku remembered how he had once fallen in love with the woman before him.

"Mikoto, my love," he said and got up from his office, walking over to Mikoto and kissed her cheek.

"It is good to see you dear," Mikoto whispered to him and he drew back.

"The same to you, Mikoto. I hope life has been treating you well," Fugaku said and presented his wife with a seat in front of his desk and he took the one adjacent to it.

They looked into each others eyes before Mikoto responded, "Life has been life. When will we meet the children?"

Fugaku had had his poor, scared secretary set everything up. They would leave tonight and drive to an expensive hotel and visit their sons tomorrow morning.

"We'll leave now, just let me put these documents away," Fugaku said, getting up and straightening out all the papers on his desk. He packed up the papers that were very important and placed them in his brief case before snapping it shut.

"Shall I?" Fugaku said his arm held out for his wife to place hers which she gratefully did.

"Of course, Fugaku. We will meet up with the children tomorrow morning won't we?" Mikoto had been looking forward to screaming at their boys for sending her that letter. She still could not believe that Sasuke had somehow developed the nerve to go against her. His allowance might just have to be cut for that.

Arm in arm, Fugaku and Mikoto walked through his office, to the elevator and out the front doors. They were a true, proud couple and people could sense their power in the world. Even if Mikoto was one of the sexiest women in the world, no one in the world in their right mind would every walk up to her or fear the worse.

Fugaku opened up the car door for his wife. She gratefully sat herself on the soft leather seat of her husband's brand new car. The brand new car smell was disgusting, but Mikoto could easily solve that problem as she dabbed a bit of perfume on the insides of each of her wrists.

Her husband entered the car and they drove off into the Tokyo traffic and towards their hotel….

Four hours later…they arrived at their hotel. It was pitch black outside and Fugaku had to give a nice tip to the owners of the hotel, so that they would stay open late for him and his wife.

"Separate rooms, master, madam?" The hotel owner announced as they walked up to the front desk.

"No, it is fine, we'll share a room." Mikoto butted in for her husband, who before today she hasn't seen since four years ago.

The owner looked to Fugaku for confirmation.

"Do as my wife says," Fugaku almost commanded in his intimidating voice.

"Of course," the old man squeaked out and handed them the key to their room. "I hope you enjoy your stay!"

"Thank you, of course we will," Mikoto said and she walked with her husband to their room that was four floors up. The owner would bring up their luggage at exactly eight o'clock the next morning.

"This is nice," Mikoto said looking around at the large room with a gigantic bed, a nice settee, a large TV, and huge windows. There was much more furniture in the room, but those were the things that caught Mikoto's attention.

"Shall we…" Fugaku said and kissed his wife's cheek.

"Always and forever," Mikoto whispered.

Hours later…eight in the morning…

The owner knocked on the door and Mikoto answered, taking the bags of luggage from his hands.

Earlier, she had packed a single case of luggage to change today and it seemed Fugaku did the same.

"Fugaku, your clothes are here," she announced to him as he sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He was and still is not a morning person.

"Thank you," he whispered as she threw his bag of luggage onto the bed for him to change into after he had taken a shower.

Mikoto had showered earlier and felt refreshed. She now looked to her husband, that still somehow held her heart after all these years. Once, a long time ago, she had tried to cheat on him, but it had not worked. She couldn't forget his face, his touch, his beauty.

Fugaku got up, not even caring that he was naked and walked into the bathroom caring his suitcase with him. Mikoto had always hated that aspect of him, the fact that when it came to his body he could feel no shame.

About a half hour later…

Mikoto and Fugaku were ready to take off. They had showered and dressed and they had eaten breakfast down in the lobby. The breakfast hadn't been really good, but it was food, it would keep them going until they got to Sasuke's house.

It would only take them an hour to get to Sasuke's house from where they were located if traffic weren't bad. And of course, having the Uchiha luck, there was no traffic at all.

Mikoto and Fugaku were silent the whole way to Sasuke's but there were no words needed between the two, they could sense what the other one was feeling.

They understood each other like night and day.

This is why they had never broken off their relationship.

They were happy like this.

They were in love and would always be.

There kids may never understand this feeling. They may never understand that their parent's were happy to have them, but all the same, they were just children; children that needed their parents.

"Don't worry," Fugaku said squeezing his wife's knee, "They'll be happy to see us. We are their parent's after all. We brought them into this world."

"Yes," Mikoto whispered, "yes we did."

Mikoto had never told Fugaku that those years she had had Itachi and Sasuke were the worst years of her life. They were the harshest years of her life, but having Sasuke and Itachi in her arms was what made up for it.

"This is it," Fugaku said and turned in the driveway of their old home, which they had not visited in many years.

Fugaku got of the car and opened Mikoto's side door. Once the two were out of the car they started to walk around the car when they noticed a child with a soft reddish hair color playing with a ball on the front yard. The girl was all alone playing while the Uchiha's long time maid sat in a chair napping with head phones in her ears.

The child did not see Fugaku and Mikoto until she had accidentally dropped the ball and it had rolled to in front of Sasuke and Itachi's parent's feet.

"Who are you?" Kin stared up at the adults with her brilliant blue eyes.

"Oh, so cute," Mikoto said and bent down to pat the child's head.

The child ran from Mikoto and went screaming into the house 'daddy, daddy.'

"Kin, what's wrong," Mikoto could hear her son saying.

Fugaku and Mikoto stood their stunned as their son came out of the house holding the red haired child in his arms who was murmuring "daddy, daddy."

Fugaku and Mikoto, for once in their life were taken by surprise.

Was this the reason their sons didn't want them to visit?

Part 3: Sakura

(I was at first hesitant to put her part in here, but here you go. And don't hate me for what will occur!)

Sakura was on the plane back to her old home. Back to the home where she had raised Kin, before her aunt had taken her in. Back to the place where a series of lies had begun and would soon end.

At least, Sakura prayed that the lies would end soon, she couldn't take much more of them and bluntly she hated to lie.

Sakura did feel bad, really bad. She hated to lie, she hated to be false. She hated being who she was.

She for one had lied to Sasuke. She had kept the truth from him.

Secondly, she had left Kin behind. She didn't want her to become part of this mess; it would end off badly as it is, she didn't want her daughter involved in her life.

Thirdly, she owed all her friends an apology for becoming their friends and lying to them. And for being who she was, she owed that to them too…if they could see her now, they wouldn't like it.

Fourthly, she had lied to herself and was now heading into a trap. And she knew it. She couldn't save herself from the fire this time, because someone was going to burn, just whether it was her or not, depended on fate.

Part 4: Lee (the day before Sakura left for home)

(Now the question you should be asking is, why did I put him in here now? Is it a conspiracy?)

Lee was having a wonderful day, you see. Nothing in the world was going wrong. Gai had left Lee in charge of the house and Lee was taking full responsibility.

Lee was planting sunflowers in pots on the table. He was trying to prove to himself and everyone else in the world, that well, sunflowers could grow in the winter time.

He was wearing thick gloves, because he didn't want any splinters from the soil to get into his delicate youthful fingers. That would or could leave a scratch or worse a scar.

Lee sighed as he remembered that this was the beginning of a nice long week break. He would finally be able to have some time off school to practice martial arts with Gai five hours a day. That was always there daily routine on breaks.

Lee loved how one put enough energy and power into kicks. He adored the new girl, well not so new girl anymore, for her ability to do martial arts. Lee always forgot to ask her where she had learned martial arts from. There weren't too many great teachers left, and Sakura just had to have been taught by a great teacher.

Just then the doorbell rang, and Lee with his small trowel (shovel) in hand walked to the front door of the house and opened the door.

There, standing before him, was a man he would never thought he would meet again.

"Itachi?" Lee asked as Itachi just smirked.

"Hello Lee," Itachi said and smirked wider.

"I thought you were in America," he accused the older Uchiha.

"I was, but I came back to help Sasuke out with his women troubles?" He said and shook his head. "Are you going to invite me in Lee?"

"Of course, after all you're a good friend of Gai and Kakashi. Both of whom are not here at the present but I will call them for you and tell them you're here."

"Thanks, Lee. But you still haven't answered my question yet?"

"What question?" Lee asked, having no idea what he was talking about.

Itachi chuckled and asked, "…"

-Chapter End- Readers, please read blow!

Well, if you review I'll send you a preview of the next chapter, in my opinion, it will be a better preview then the last one I sent out to everyone… Someone said that I needed to add more suspense and a plot to the story, so well I did.

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I'll try my hardest to update Labor Day Weekend, I really will. School starts Monday and I'm not looking forward to it, so updates might become less frequent! The good news though: this story doesn't have too many chapters left!

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