MASASHI KISHIMOTO, Y U NO MAKE SENCE? ugh.
What a curve ball in Chapter 559.
Well, there goes my entire "Madara" is Tobi theme of this story. Nice Kishimoto. Real great.
(The following sentence is ONLY for those who have read Chapter 559.)
I'm going to make this out so they still think that Tobi is Madara, simply because that is the theory that Itachi told Sasuke; and besides, there isn't a possible way of them knowing that it isn't actually Madara behind the mask.
I may boil something up later though.
So for clarity, TOBI IS STILL MADARA.
For now.
ENJOY. (PS. Sorry for the shortness and lateness,)
"My child..?" He breathed; his mouth had become parched.
She gripped onto his hand tighter, weaving her fingers with his as she nodded her head.
The anxiety in her eyes, the tremble on her lip, the way her hair bounced and she moved even in the most miniscule ways..
Suddenly, he hauled her onto the bed beside him with surprising strength for a weakened man. Resting his hands on her shoulders, he lightly traced his fingers down her arms.
His chapped lips rested upon the soft skin of her forehead, before falling to her lips, "I love you."
With a dazzling smile, she leaned forward and held him within another kiss, "And I love you."
Leaning against the wall outside the bedroom, Sasuke smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest.
.
"So... What shall we do?" She enquired to the brothers as they all sat together in her husband's chamber, her hands folded in her lap, "It would be irresponsible for us to stay here while I am in an expectant state," The brunette woman held her hands to her enlarged stomach.
Nodding, "True. Furthermore, if we do not leave then the possibility of a fight is higher if it so happens that Madara does return.
Sasuke scowled darkly as he eyed the floor, "No matter what is said, I still want my revenge on the remainder of the Konoha elders. Danzo was only the beginning."
Shifting to make himself more comfortable in bed, his facial features set themselves into stone, "And because of that, Sasuke, I am disappointed in you."
"What?" The younger leapt from his chair in a furious outrage, "I killed that pathetic old fool for what he did to you! For what he did to the Uchiha!"
"Sasuke.." Koneko gently laid a hand on his arm to calm him. Alternating his black gaze between her and his brother, the boy eventually sat down again, still boiling in anger.
After what seemed an eternity, the sickened man responded, "I know that, Sasuke.. And I am as frustrated over this as you are." Itachi sighed slowly with slight strain, "But what's done is done. We cannot change this."
Distaste and bitterness masked over his features as the young shinobi glared into the wall. An awkward silence fell upon the group.
Koneko gazed at her bedridden love and saw that he was certainly struggling to stay awake; bags began to develop beneath his eyes. With a small laugh at his attempts, she stood from her seat and pulled the blankets tighter around him and lay a soft kiss to his temple.
"Let's talk about all this later." She clasped her hand onto the younger brother's, "Itachi is exhausted. We should let him rest, hm?"
Momentarily casting aside thoughts of the elders, Sasuke agreed, "Hn. Get some rest, Niisan."
Without another word passed, the ex ANBU captain was out like a light. The two standing at his bedside shared a quick laugh before leaving the room to allow him some peace while he slept.
"If it is possible for the three of us to return to Konoha..." She began quietly with a purse of her lips, "would you come?"
A shallow release of breath was heard from the young Uchiha male as she awaited his response anxiously; her hands began to fiddle with her plum shaded knee-length skirt.
He ran a hand through his choppy raven hair, "There's nothing left for me there."
"Oh Sasuke, the very history of your linage is in the hidden leaf." She begged with him. If only he would agree to the idea, then maybe; just maybe their futures would be illuminated, even if it were in the slightest.
He scoffed, "Besides, what would Konoha want with two defected shinobi?"
Disquieted, Koneko merely glimmered to the side of the room. There was something that could be done to restore the history of Uchiha, she knew it.