Author's Note:
I present you Chapter 2! Quick note; this is Karura's POV. Currently building the foundation of the fanfic. (:
Oh and also since we don't know the Fourth Kazehage's name, I gave him the name Kaze (meaning: "cold", OR it can also mean "wind")! Sorry guys for my lack of creativity! I am also aware that Japanese names are usually three syllables and Kaze only has two. Sorry again!
THE ILLEGITIMATE CHILD
A Naruto Fan-fiction
Naruto-Rated: T-English-GAARA & SAKURA H.
CHAPTER 2- Welcome Home
I will live for my children.
I will die for them.
And I say it to myself every single day. The heavens have blessed Kaze and me with them; they are our glory. Temari. Kankuro... and this current baby in my belly, waiting to be born into this world.
Kaze and I attended the same university, and he was the man rumored to be very rich, but very dangerous. His eyes were the reason most ladies backed away. They were known to be dark and menacing. But ever since I saw him for the first time during graduation, I couldn't get those dark eyes out of my mind. They were really, really attractive; sure, they were kind of scary but I found them mysterious and intriguing. In fact I was the one that had asked him out.
I can still recall the day when Kaze asked me to marry him. He's a man of pride, not knowing how to say the simple words of "I love you". It'd take him forever to have enough courage to give me a hug. The simple act of buying a bunch of roses is something that'd never crossed his mind. Even though he is not a romantic person, I felt his dedication, just by the way he had stared at me; the way he had held my hand. When our body collided for the first time in making love, I truly felt it... it was all so real. So close. The pounding of my heart. The pounding of his. It was all in the same rhythm.
"Marry me," was simply what he'd said on our third anniversary. And I had accepted it right away. Then there went the engagement ring through my finger, forever locking Ken's and my heart together. He even confessed how he went through a month of no sleep just to go through books and articles of "how to propose to your girlfriend". Of course in the end, he could not make himself say all the cheesy and romantic words suggested.
And to show that he was ready to be a father, he said it in his own way, "Karura, I want to be a father. And you are the only woman in this world who can help me become one."How odd. I wondered how many times he had practiced the line to himself and the mirror. But through the years when Kaze inherited his father's company, he was better with his speech and expressing thoughts.
Our first child was Temari, meaning to "to wind by hand". She has my green eyes and blonde hair. But the shape of her fingers, palms, feet, and face structure is very much like Kaze's. I can never forget these little details. Kaze and I named her Temari, because we want her to handle difficult situations in life swiftly. It is all for the best.
Just a year later, heavens blessed Kaze and me with Kankuro. Kankuro has Kaze's eyes and hair. But I swear, Kankuro's laughs were enough to lighten up the whole atmosphere. I hope he keeps laughing and smiling to live a long life.
To be honest, ever since Kaze became the chairman, he's been coming home less and less, going from flights to flights to attend to business trips. He's too much of a workaholic, so it has taken three years for us to have another child—the child right here in my belly.
"I'm back."
Oh heavens! It's Kaze's voice! He's back from his three weeks business trip!
I run to the door to greet him. "Welcome back!" There I put my arms around his neck and peck him passionately on the cheeks. My belly makes it a little difficult though.
To my surprise, he doesn't return the pecks like he'd normally do. What has happened? I step back to get a good look at him. He's gotten skinnier. His face is impassive. I force myself to smile. "W-w-what is it, dear?"
"Forgive me, Karura. Blame it on jet leg."His words are soft. Oh how I've missed his voice. Normally we would talk over the phone when he's away, but recently my calls won't go through.
"I'll prepare a bath for you then!" I say happily.
But just as I turn around and proceed to walk the bathroom, Kaze holds one of my arms and brings me close to him. He wraps his arms around me from behind, rubbing my belly...transferring his warmth to me and our son.
"Don't bother," says he. "Are Temari and Kankuro asleep?"
I nod. "Yes they are asleep. Should I wake them, dear?"
"No. I've brought them presents from Italy." He unwraps his arms around me and opens the suitcase lying by the door. He takes out two gift bags. A smile finally appears on his face. "I'm sure they'd like it."
Then he stands and puts on his shoes.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
Odd how he doesn't mention anything about the baby son here inside my belly.
He turns around. "I'm going to company to finish some paperwork."
"But you just returned!" I cry—a little too loudly.
Kaze shrugs. "I have some serious follow-ups to do."
"Wait," I walk to him and take his hands into mine. "What should we name our son here?"
He looks straight ahead and releases his hands away from mine. "Er, I'm sure you have a name in mind. Name it whatever you like." It?
"Is 'Gaara' alright then?"
"Such an egoistic name. You do know it means 'a demon that only loves himself' right?"
"Oh no, Kaze. You know the meaning delves deeper than—"
Before I can finish, my belly starts to hurt. A twisting feeling takes over. It is the same pain I feel as I am ready to give birth to Temari and Kankuro... no wait, this pain is much more overwhelming! I feel it... liquid running down against my legs. Oh heavens, no, no. Please, not now. No, no, no, the due date is supposed to be eight weeks away! Oh heavens.
Hang in there, Gaara.