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Okay, so. Firstly, I'm sorry for taking so long; but this chapter is defiantly worth your wait.
Secondly, Microsoft Word is a WHORE and deleted this entire story without my consent.
Including, the rough draft that I had for this chapter.
And it was a good rough draft. Believe me.
Anyway, I contemplated on throwing my computer out my bedroom window, but then decided against it, seeing as I'd have to go out and retrieve it after I had calmed down.
Note this kids. Be sure to make a backup copy of every story you have, if you are or will be writing fics. Heed my warning.
Oh, and incase you are wondering: Koneko is 19, Itachi is 21, Sasuke is 16 and only God knows how old Madara is.
Now, enjoy while I go sob a bit more for the loss of this once 'amazing' chapter. FML.
"Of course," She cast a soft glance in his direction, "Itachi always desired a peaceful future in Konoha, but as you know, that was stolen from him..."
He sat near her, reflecting quietly.
It seemed as if everyone had a hand in delivering the hell that Itachi was forced to live and suffer in.
There were many sources of who could be chosen as the blame. Fingers that could be pointed at the possible culprit; it was all surreal. Danzo and the Konoha elders, The Uchiha's history, Madara, and simply Konoha's history as a whole.
Sasuke began to feel slightly nauseous at the reoccurring thought of his brother's constant pain and hurt.
Though it was because of Koneko that Itachi had found hope for a brighter day...
The shinobi was broken from his contemplations when Koneko gasped a jagged intake of breath, rushing a delicate hand to her swollen abdomen..
His eyes snapped toward her, flicking between her stomach and her somewhat frightened expression, "What's wrong?"
Once realizing that she was fine, she dawned a glowing smile, "The baby kicked..."
Sasuke smiled with her; a true genuine smile. In just three months, the Uchiha would be blessed with the newest heir to the bloodline.
...
Two months later...
...
Her father had gone to Konoha, and was defeated by Naruto. Kisame was captured by Konoha shinobi, and he had committed suicide. Konan was dead as well, without much detail. Though, Koneko had her suspicions that Madara had his place in it.
Everyone she cherished was dead. Gone.
Though, she had come across a drawer in Itachi's desk that was filled with notes, addressed to her. Seated in the makeshift kitchen, smiling to herself; it was times like these that gave her light and found her will to laugh and brighten her spirits.
Nearly every one of his letters was incomplete. It seemed that he had a difficult time expressing his emotions through each note, and she could help but smile. Through each line she read, it was almost as if she could her him saying the words to her.
She envisioned Itachi seated beside her, wordlessly reading over his own handwriting while she smile and laughed merrily once in a while. Of course, he would avert his gaze and contemplate to himself; yet he would still keep his warm, possessive hold on her hand. Koneko assumed that it would have been rather embarrassing for him to have her read over his unfinished, heartfelt messages.
Itachi was perfect. And she missed him so dearly.
"My darling Koneko..."
She whirled around quickly and her eyes widened. A sense of wary divulged in her,
"Madara..." Koneko said just above a whisper. He clipped off his mask, with such a dark smile on his face.
"Hello, my sweet." Madara said smoothly, running his gloved fingers across the bare skin on her arm, "Is it possible that you could do a favor for me?"
Koneko grimaced from his touch and inched away from him, "I suppose, Madara... What do you need?"
The legendary Uchiha chuckled lowly, "Your life."
Immediately, Koneko was forcefully backed into a wall as any chance of escape was blocked with his arms.
"What do you mean...?" She spluttered out, pushing herself into the stones behind her. A desperate attempt to move away from the man in front of her.
Madara leaned down and inhaled the scent of her hair, "Since you do not find my affections to your liking, even after Itachi's death, I have decided to kill you."
She swallowed built up saliva. It struck her that he was the sort of man who would voice his frustrations and resentment with no hesitations.
"I do not want memories or thoughts of you hording my mind, when I have more important tasks to think of. Such as... destroying Konoha into oblivion." He smirked as his eyes thinned.
A pang flickered at her heart, "You promised Itachi that you wouldn't attack on Konoha."
Madara grinned as he slid his mask back on, "Yes, I did. And now, he is dead." He displayed his arms out in an arrogant manner, "You honestly think a dead man can stop me, Uchiha Madara?"
Koneko felt her heart twinge. She didn't want anyone speaking of her husband that way.
"Itachi was a fool to leave you here without any protection at all. Thinking that you, an expecting woman, could defend herself against the most powerful Uchiha known." He continued on, his eye narrowing.
The sound of echoing footsteps coming to a halt was heard, "What makes you think she isn't being protected, Madara?"
Joy instantly filled her heart as her emerald eyes lit up, "Sasuke!"
Madara's lips pursed in annoyance. That stupid boy...
Sasuke unsheathed the sword from his back, aiming it directly to Madara, "Step away from her."
The tension rose high as the two Uchiha became locked in one another's glare,
Reluctantly, Madara moved away from the shaken brunette while she released a breath of relief. Koneko glimpsed at Sasuke with a warm, thankful smile, "Thank you..."
The young raven nodded, motioning for her to come behind him for protection. Hastily, she stepped away from the wall.
"Sasuke... Why have you come?" Madara asked, smirking at the young shinobi.
He sneered, "You're a threat to her."
The older Uchiha chuckled, "And you have become her protector, I see." He stepped the slightest bit closer to the two. He looked toward the ground momentarily, "Why is that?"
"Because Itachi loved her more than his own life. Just as he did with me." He growled out, "You will not harm her."
All was silent between the three of them. Only the sounds of soft water droplets falling into various puddles inside the rather large base could be heard.
"You have gull, Sasuke... More so than what I predicted." Madara began slowly before launching forwards at an incredible speed, "But what gives you the impression that you could stop me?"
Before the young shinobi could counter the Akatsuki mastermind's advancement and realize that his aim was on the young woman behind him, Madara leapt behind them and seconds before the older Uchiha could secure Koneko into a headlock, a kunai whizzed past Madara's treacherous hand; barely missing his palm by a hairs breadth.
"If you lay a single finger on her... I will kill you where you stand."
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