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Ch.15

"Fugaku." I shook my head at the older an, shock and hurt written all over his features.

I-I…what…am I really…that…" His voice rumbled in the quiet of the kitchen, the living room still silent, aside from Sasuke's crying.

"That detached? That bad at parenting? That horrible of a father?" I walked over to Fugaku, standing close enough that our chests were only two or three inches apart.

"I…Mina…" I raised my left hand, cupping Fugaku's jaw, pulling his face up to look me in the eyes.

"You can't honestly tell me you didn't see that coming, Fu. They never were really…yours. They were always closer with Mikoto, you knew that. This is possibly the worst part, but you have to face it. You will have to talk to both of your sons, and it won't be just a quick fix. I have a feeling they'd leave with Miko even if you begged on your knees, but that's just how it is. Your strong, you can deal with it. And I'm not letting you do it alone, so don't mope about." I pulled both hands up to squeeze at his face, shaking his head around. His lips twitched slightly, settling back into a firm line, but the movement was all I needed.

"Come on, Fuga-Koi.(1) Relax, and just talk with them. They want you to be human, and to do that, your hard shell of emotionless bastardness, is going to have to come off." I wrapped my arms around his shoulders lightly, kissing his cheek softly.

"I…I don't…I can't. They already see me as…They don't want to speak to me. You saw…"

"I saw two boys who need a human, functional father. They need a living being that admits to actually having feelings, and isn't afraid to show them when necessary. And dammit, Fugaku, I'm not letting you walk out on your kids." I pressed my forehead to his, waiting for his eyes to meet mine.

His deep black eyes slowly raised, not quite meeting my own eyes. I breathed in slowly, trying not to let my breathing speed up, trying not to let my heartbeat race any faster.. I sighed, kissing him gently, smiling as I felt his warm, soft lips against my own. I didn't continue until I felt his shaky arms around my waist.

"I said it once Fu. I'm not letting you do it on your own. Knowing you…" I pulled away again, pulling one hand from his neck, back up to cup his cheek again. "You'd probably fuck it all up." I smiled brightly as he scowled, tightening his arms around my waist. I could feel his shoulders relax a little bit at the joke, and his face softened just slightly.

"Listen to me, Fu. I promise, I won't leave this all up to you, but I can't word your regrets for you." He nodded, leaning into me slightly. When I leaned in to kiss him again, he surprised me. He pulled me flush against him, pouring as much emotion into the kiss as he could. I tightened my arm around his neck, twisting my other hand into his hair as Fugaku slipped his tongue out, sliding it against the seam of my lips, asking for entrance. I opened almost immediately, allowing his tongue in. His mouth was hot, insistent, and rough, as he kissed me. This was definitely something I missed.

Feeling his mouth on mine like it was now, brought back old memories. I could remember every time he'd touched me, every time he'd kissed me, and every time we'd been together in bed, before we'd been separated.

This kind of kiss brought back memories of desperation, from times when our entire relationship was considered illegal, when I was too young to really understand what we were doing. Every kiss brought back different memories, but these memories were by far some of my favorite.

I smirked into the kiss, pulling my mouth away from his, only to trail down his neck with soft, open-mouthed kisses, before nuzzling into his shoulder.

"You think you can do it?" I asked, trying to control how my breathing sped slightly.

"I…I sure hope so…"

I smiled, kissing him again, before turning around. I grabbed his hand, lacing our fingers together, and tugging him back into the living room. I knew he didn't want to, but eventually, he'd have to face the music.

(1) -Koi = '-love'. A Japanese honorific used as '-love', in a romantic way.

P.S.-The next chapters will be very angsty, and there will be a tragedy happening. (If you don't already consider this drama tragic, XD)