His Father's Strength

Chapter: 3

Disclaimer: Sasuke's shirt is blue, here is my cue, I don't own Naruto, Kishimoto do!

Spoilers of the Manga & Naruto Shippuuden. You've been warned.

A/N: I was in desperate need of a new story, and this one I came up with this one the first week of October. I really like the idea of this one. Let me know if you do too!

Thanks for all your support guys, and I WILL be answering reviews, so If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

Summary: Haruno Sakura is pregnant, and half of Konoha claims to be the father of the beautiful cherry blossomed kunoichi's baby. When he's born - green eyes open, black hair shifts, and a beautiful baby boy looks up at Sakura with all the strength of his father.

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.Chapter Two.

Many hoped she would claim them as the father, Lee, Naruto, and dozens of other men that fancied her. She didn't want them... She wanted Shai's father. He hadn't finished his mission? Not in five whole years, now going on six? What was taking him so long? What was so damned important?!

She sighed. Of course, he didn't know about Shai. He never returned after that day. She was sure he wanted to, but he never did. Sakura let out a deep sigh and took a bite of her spaghetti. She was so... unsure of what to make of everything. Should be just... find someone else? Try dating again and see if anything good could come of it?

She shook the thoughts away. Never.. She would never be able to replace him, so why even try? She looked over at her son and smiled at him. She watched him finish quickly, and she guessed it was because he wanted to keep watching whatever cartoon was on the television at the time. Shai didn't watch t.v. a lot, but sometimes he did, and it interested him, gave him ideas for jutsu, and helped him focus.

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Something dark walked towards Konoha that night. Something horrible. Something that would change the life of one certain kunoichi forever. The dark black hair trailed in the wind as the injured man walked closer and closer to the village hidden in the leaves.

He was looking for something... For someone, in fact. He smirked to himself and then leaned against the gates. He was injured, but this Uchiha didn't want to go to the hospital he wanted to see someone else. Someone who would not only save him, but someone he could use to his advantage.

.End Chapter Two.

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A dark and cold man comes forth and now, another man's test is his vow...

A sinister wind blew around the village hidden in the leaves, causing millions of multicolored fall leaves to blow around in the village, hitting buildings, clinging into any crevasse it could find. The harsh winds wiped against the closed windows of all the houses of the village. It was signaling the evil presence that seemed to be coming from the back end of the village. Something was going to sneak in, something that no longer belonged there. Something dark. A person whose eyes matched the blood of all those he had once killed. A dark black cloth flew thru the air, signaling this man's arrival. He was here, ready and waiting for everything to be ready for him to invade the village and use the mistress of Tsunade to his own advantage.

Crimson eyes looked over the Haruno estate, watching the next leader of the clan, a female, a weak and single female. True, she was beautiful, but she was a waste of space, her only use was to heal those who needed it, and to please a man she didn't even know well enough to get the name of.

True, he had heard she had but one child to succeed the Haruno Clan with, but his name changed with every place he went. It was a mystery, as was the father of this bastard child. He could simply kill the child if she refused to help him, for that would be something that would bring everything back to the world of this reality.

A whore, a slut, a free sex maiden, were all words used to describe her since what had happened so long ago. He wanted to see if she was what she claimed, and it tipped his curiosity - was she really that amazingly beautiful?

He was now watching her in her room, changing. All those rumors - they had been true. Her curtains weren't fully open, but they were drawn, open only slightly, but with his keen blood colored eyes he could see her so closely it was if he was standing directly beside her in her room.

Sakura unzipped her shirt and let it fall to the ground, her smooth and delicate back facing the window as she undid the clip of her bra and let it fall to the floor in front of her. She didn't mind leaving her cloths laying around, she knew she would pick them up the next morning when she threw in a load of laundry before work. She pulled down her pink shorts, shortly followed by her skin tight black shorts. She picked up a long shirt she had kept for five years. It was his shirt. She didn't wear it a lot because she hated to wash it. Every time she washed it, more and more of his fading scent was washed away.

She couldn't help but wear it this night though, she needed it on her. She missed him more then ever, she needed him, she had heard rumors of his death around the village and at the hospital, mostly from the queen of gossip herself, Yamanaka Ino.

Once the long shirt was on, it passed by her thighs. True, the owner was once a tall man. She got into her bed, looking out her bedroom window, not seeing the man outside watching her. She sighed and got into bed, pulling the satin quilts over her. She picked up a medical book, thought for a moment, placed it on her bedside table and turned off her lamp, laying down to sleep.

Dark bloody colored hues looked over at Sakura as he appeared beside her window. He waited there, the wind wiping his black cape around his body, the moon light raining down on his dark and now apparent figure - hemic eyes, three round spindles inside of them, a lengthy, dark, ebony colored cloth hung around his shoulders, stains of gore and hemoglobin all over the dark material, dripping from the base, long dark hair held back in a pony tail.

This man, injured as he was, dying, pained, and bleeding, stood in wait for this maiden to fall into her slumber. He waited, and waited more. Hours it seemed, the moon had risen to the center of the sky and stood there, shining down on him, deliberating when he could make his move on this cherry blossom woman.

Finally, he stirred, moving forward, his eyes changing now, into a different form, something like a pin wheel, making the glass disappear from the window, sending a chilling gust of air into the pink and white bedroom of the beautiful kunoichi.

The radio played a gentle music, silently playing a song never having been heard by this man's ears. Music never interested him, he was more into other hobbies, death, killing, murder, his own happiness and goals.

He was interested in this woman for possibly two reasons: One, to be his squeeze whenever he needed one, like so many claimed she was, or Two, to help him. He hated to admit, but his body, as strong as it was could not heal wounds of this extent. These wounds were caused by a man, equal in stature to his own. A smile came to forbidden face. He bent down over her, his ice hands touching her cheek, making her eyes crunch, but she remained asleep.

He moved onto the bed and his hands covered her mouth as his arms shook her violently. He bent over her as her emerald eyes fearfully opened and saw an evil man above her. Had his hand not have been covering her mouth, she would have screamed as loud as she was able. She started to trash around and punched him in the face, forcing him into the wall, seeing blood come fro his wounds. True, she is a medical ninja, but she doesn't have to help everyone. She saw red eyes look back at her and her expression softened. She stepped towards him, holding out her hands.

"Yo- you?" She asked, unable to finish her sentence s the door opened and her small son walked into the room , looking confused. He had been woken up by the commotion and wanted to try and protect his mother. He was her little man. He was the man of the house and in his eyes, it was his job to protect her.

"Mommy are you ok?" Asked the small child.

Sakura ran over to him, but the crimson eyed man was too close to him. He snatched up the child and held a kunai to the young boy's throat.

"Do as I say or his blood will spill." He demanded. "Heal my injuries and I will giv eyou back your son."

"How do you know of my?" Sakura questioned.

"Do as I tell you!" He demanded, putting the kunai closer to the boy, his arm firm and immovable.

Sakura moved forward, not even daring to try and defy him. She pulled off his cloak, revealing a midnight blue fishnet shirt. She removed this as well, then placed her lukewarm hands on his chilled body and began to heal his extensive and many injured. He was injured everywhere, cuts, scraps, stab marks, and many others.

"Mommy..." Shai whined, struggling slightly feeling a warm liquid come from the side of hsi neck. He cried out at the pain and looked at his mother.

"Shai don't move..." She pleaded.

This mysterious man watched her, able to see down her shirt as she leaned before him. True, he was younger then her, but she was quite attractive, and a bastard son showed she spread her legs for some man who she didn't know, didn't it?

"I'm done..." Sakura said, looking up at him. "Now give my son back to me."

He had ever even looked at the child in his arms, but he didn't seem to care. "On one condition."

"I did your damned condition, return him to me!" Sakura yelled. The house was empty besides Shai and herself, she had moved out from her parents house to get away from their nagging about Shai's unnamed father.

"You seem to forget who holds the kunai." he said, running the sharpest edge against the young boy's throat, cutting him but drawing no blood.

Sakura stepped forward in fear, her eyes wide, watching her scared son's eyes grow larger than she had ever seen them and his eyes water with his fearful tears.

"I'll do anything you ask." She admitted in defeat.

"Be mine for a night." he declared, looking down at the boy, recognizing his hair. He knew that hair from somewhere, but... where?

Sakura stared at him. "You have... my... word..." She said, wishing she didn't have to do what he asked, nor did she. She was stronger then almost any ninja, she had killed an Akatsuki before, Sasori, and she knew she could hold her own against anyone. She just needed Shai to go to his room or even better, to get someone to help her like Naruto. She knew he could beat anyone.

The man handed Shai to Sakura, and then she held him for a moment. She kissed his forehead and then smiled. She put her face by his and then sighed and whispered quietly.

"Go and get Uncle Naruto for me, be quiet, and make it fast." She told him.

Shai got down and looked up at the man before him, knowing his Uncle could beat anyone, including whoever this guy was. He ran out of the room towards his own, grabbed a jacket, and snuck downstairs. He pulled on his shoes and then opened the door, feeling the chilling air blow onto him.

"I'll be back mommy!" He whispered to himself determinedly as he ran off out the door.

Sakura looked up at the man before her and sighed. "Who.. Who are you?" she asked, touching his cheek, praying to herself it was the man she loved, even thought his red eyes didn't resemble her lover's at all. She sighed and then closed her eyes, looking away.

He leaned down, putting his hand under her chin and forcing her to look into his blood-red eyes once more. She bit her lip as he leaned down and kissed her.

She raised her hands, refused to kiss him back and then punched him as hard as she could with her right hand. He flew backwards into the wall once more and stopped moving. She did heal him, but she had drained most of his chakra while doing so, bringing her chakra into him, while using his own to heal him. It was a keen trick Tsunade had taught her in a case like this one were there was a hostage.

Sakura ran over to him as he stood up and his eyes slowly faded back to the pin wheel effect. Her eyes widened and she could no longer move.

Suddenly the window shattered and a dark haired man, holding the small child was standing there. He smirked at Sakura and then put Shai down on the window sill.

He smirked and punched the man with the pin-wheel eyes in the face, forcing him back into the wall.

Sakura was able to move once more, but this man punched them both away and vanished suddenly, just as quickly as he had come and was gone.

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A/n: O.O... Who was that? Sai? Lee? Sasuke? Itachi-san? Who was this mystery man I wonder? Who is Sakura's savior? Is THIS finally Shai's father?

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