I don't recognize this house, so why does it feel so familiar?
I don't know these people, but why do I feel like I have a strong personal connection?
Why do I have a basket of kittens?
The only thing I recognize is that mop of yellow blond hair…
Why is he doing this to me?
I drop to my knees and watch, watch as he thrusts into her.
Watch as she carries his children and gives birth to them, with him by her side.
Watch as they, together, raise the children.
Watch as they grow old, together.
Watch.
And see.
And cry.
That faceless woman. Why does she look so much like me but not?
Is he cheating on me?
No. He can't be cheating if we're not together.
Together.
It hurts so much, to be envious of others' relationships.
I just can't help it.
My life is a mess.
I should have never returned to Konoha.
I should have ended it after I killed Itachi.
The end of the Uchiha.
Such a brilliant plan, why hadn't I thought of it before? Why did I have to want a family?
It would have saved a lot of suffering.
Maybe I, maybe I should disappear from Konoha ranks. Go to the Grass Country. Raise them there.
Or somewhere else. Somewhere with a greater training system. Where I can hide from it all.
Would that be a good plan?
Yes.
OXOX
They broke down his door, and they had dragged him out.
Now he was at some barbeque place probably being the center of topic. Unless it was Sasuke.
No-one had seen the raven, well of course he had put himself out of the village, but not a soul had time to try and visit him as it was a few days time to get there and back.
The restaurant was pact. Every seat was filled and when one emptied, another group filled the space soon right after.
Naruto was staring at his plate. Like nothing around him existed.
His dreams about being with Sasuke were - are - taking over his mind.
Not one minute was he focused on anything else than remembering.
Those years, those times. Everything.
It hurt him to think that he was betraying his love.
"She's kicking!"
His head snapped so fast that you had to wonder if he got whip lash.
Everyone stopped talking then.
The first action, anything really, that he's shown since being sat down.
They watched him, as he watched the woman. And they watched him grind his teeth and try, but fail, to keep the tears back.
Aware that he was being watched, Naruto left the establishment and ran towards where he longed to be.
With Sasuke.
OXOX
August second.
Twenty weeks along… at least seventeen more weeks to go…
My birthday was nice. Tried eating a tomato and threw it up though…
Not really any presents worth mentioning, just a baby book. Yea, just a baby book. Very creative indeed.
Things have been happening in my body that I am not very found of.
The babies have begun moving, or at least, one of them is very restless.
Yesterday was a big day. The strongest of the kicks. Several kicks really.
I had just gone to the bathroom - a hard thing to do when pregnant - and sat down when the kicking began.
It was so awkward to have my hand over my own stomach and feel the movements of this strong thing that is only the size of my hand when laid flat. Makes me wonder how strong of a ninja they might make. Not that I'm planning on letting them go to war or anything, no.
I called Suigetsu over to feel.
The look on his face was filled with awe when he felt them. It was like something in him awoken at that moment and was giving his eyes this light that is only brighter when looking at a loved one.
Things were different from then.
OXOX
"Sakura."
"Yes, Tsunade-shishou?"
"How did this happen?"
"Well, um… He heard something, I think it was a woman, and he just looked at her and watched her - and she was pregnant."
She sighed. "Don't let this happen again." This shouldn't have happened in the first place.
"Yes."
TBC…
Okay, well… that's all I guess… less words, kind of goes in a pattern if you think about it.
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