Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Notes: Thanks to all of you who have reviewed and let me know how much you enjoy this story. I'm hoping to finish this Story in time for Christmas.
A few of the reviews that I'd like to answer:
Buffy-CrazyaboutAngel: I also thought of Sasuke as a homosexual before I started shipping Sasuke and Hinata. In the next chapter I have added a little section on the infamous Naruto Sasuke kiss. In a way explain how the father and son are completely different and still almost the same. Sasuke is the type to reject homosexuality and considering he had always thought his offspring would be stronger and better it seems that having a gay son would shatter his ideal family.
ImCutePoison: You are correct. He is Naruto's and Sakura's child. For the two of them it's something that could not be forgotten. I hope this chapter helps to clear things up. As for Hinata and her pregnancy Sakura was at first concerned for Hinata' metal wellbeing, but there is indeed something wrong. And the Sharingan? Well we'll have to see…
Lancelot-Albion: Yeah, you could say that. But to be honest I don't think Sasuke will ever be completely ok with his son not fitting the image he had. And I don't think Hinata will ever be able to completely forgive him for how he treated Takeshi.
.xXx: Thank you. I'm glad you like it. I was hoping that it would be different from everyone else's stories, and this is my first chapter Hinata/Sasuke. If you like this one I hope you will like the other one I'm writing. Though it is different and sad. I'm going to start putting chapters up when this one finishes.
Full Moon Fears
The sun was going down; the sky illuminated a dusty rose that sprinkled through the trees and reflected off the falling snow. This image could never be recreated and never be fully captured by a camera.
At this one moment Takeshi felt the world was at peace.
"Should we make camp here then? Since you're busy ogling mother nature?" Takeshi was pulled back to Earth by a tall red haired, yellow eyed, older man.
"Let the boy relax a little bit. At our age, we rarely get to stop and smell the roses." A woman joked while poking the older man in the muscular chest, her ruby red lips and soft green eyes were enough to entice any man. Even Takeshi had thought about her late at night once or twice.
She flicked her long waist length silver hair away from her face and went back to setting up the tent.
"So Baby Uchiha, heard you have a different taste then most, am I right?" the older man winked and nudged him in the ribs.
Takeshi looked at him with wide eyes, "I-I don't know what you're talking about Yemon. I have the same taste as everyone else." Takeshi cursed his stutter, it seemed to be one of the strongest things he picked up from his mother.
A loud laugh erupted from the man beside while a small giggle came from Ume.
She stood up and walked over to him, her long warm arms wrapped around his smaller body, "Takeshi, everyone knows." She pulled herself back and saw Takeshi's horrified face. "No, no Takeshi, it isn't a bad thing. We are all different. I mean you aren't any more special than another person because you like men."
She hugged him one more time, her breast pressing against his chest, yet he didn't feel anything inside, not many men were this lucky, "Ok, I'm going to get some wood."
"I got some wood for you," Yemon winked at her, Ume laughed and walked off. He turned to the younger male, "Look here Uchiha. You aren't the first shinobi to have a certain preference. I mean, I myself like women, you like men, Ume likes both." Takeshi furrowed his eyebrows, his comrade liked both sexes?
Yemon laughed at his confusion, "Yeah, yeah, she does. Not common knowledge, but she's my best friend you know? You know everything about them, they aren't just your comrades, they are a part of your very existence."
Takeshi felt his heart give a tug. Her sweet face invaded his mind, her blonde hair, her green eyes, her loud voice echoed in his mind. Her arched back when they became one.
He understood. Sushi was more than just his friend, or comrade. Even more than a part of his soul. She was his secret keeper, his better half, his teacher, she cut his hair, and she kept him sane and safe. She was his very being and he had done something so cruel.
"Anyway Baby Uchiha. Just so we're clear… I like women very, very much." Takeshi felt something hit him, did his comrade think he was going to attack him or something?
He looked up to see a smiling Yemon, his yellow eyes filled with laugher. Takeshi was happy that his he was accepted by his fellow shinobi, he was always comforted by the fact that he wasn't the only one in existence.
The sun had set, the stars twinkled and the moon sang sweet lullabies.
Yemon paced the ground, "she should have been back by now." Takeshi was worried as well. She had been gone for more than an hour.
"You go. I'll stay here. Watch camp and all." Takeshi whispered. Yemon looked at him, he was grateful, "Keep on your guard Takeshi." Takeshi looked at the moon almost trapped within the bright silver glow.
It wasn't even a minute that Yemon had been gone when suddenly his body froze, and he couldn't move. Three people dressed in white body suits stood around him and placed a black bag over his head.
"That's all?"
"Yeah, that's all I remember. What about you?"
"Same thing. Well not really. I was walking around our area; I just finished teaching a late afternoon class. I was staring at the moon, something pulled me towards it. Suddenly I couldn't move. People came and threw something over my head. Woke up here."
"Stop talking!" A voice shouted at them from outside their little cells.
It was by pure chance that the two of them, Takeshi and Akemi, ended up in the same cell. At least he hoped it was by chance…
Still bound and unable to see the two of them started to whisper. At first it was surprise, Akemi was shocked to hear Takeshi's name called out. Takeshi agreed.
Akemi's voice had changed, Takeshi remembered it being soft but it seemed the years had changed it to a sweet and smooth kind of voice.
"Do you know why we are here? Who they are?" His voice was just above a whisper that tickled Takeshi's ear.
"No, I haven't a clue. How long have you been here?" Takeshi's throat felt raw from lack of water.
There was a pause, "Not sure, a few weeks I think. Every now and then they give me a finger prick and then go away."
Takeshi moved his bound hands and rubbed his finger tips together, sure enough there was what felt like a tiny scab on his right pointer finger.
"Then, do you know how longer I've been here?"
"I heard a guard say that they were bringing in a few more bodies. Maybe you were one of them? That was a few days after I got here.
"What about before, in that room?"
A chuckle came from the man across from him, "Takeshi, I'm just as clueless as you in this matter. But, is it me or were we just on Auction?"
"Yeah, I can't figure out what they'd want from us…"
"I said shut your yapping!"
Takeshi leaned back against the cold wall. Suddenly there was warmth as Akemi moved himself over to his old friend. Takeshi leaned his head upon Akemi's shoulder.
Suddenly screams erupted from down the hall.
"Hinata, I know it's been a long day." Naruto whispered to the worried woman in front of him. "I need you to know that we are doing everything we can, we have the best people out there."
Hinata sat across from her long time friend, "Naruto, what's going on? What has happened?"
Naruto gulped, "Hinata, Takeshi is missing. We looked for him. He and his comrades are gone. But we, we are looking everywhere. I… Hinata, we will find him. I swear."
Her face paled, her eyes went blank, and suddenly after a moment tears started to pool in her once happy eyes.
"Y-you swear?" Her laugh was cold and drenched in sadness, "You swore that you would keep my son alive. You swore that he would be home in time from Christmas and you said it was a low key mission Naruto. My son could be dead! And you are sitting in your goddamn chair!"
Hinata picked up a book that was sitting on a shelf near his desk and tossed it at him, Naruto dodged just in time.
"Naruto, why aren't you out there? You said you had the best people, what about Kakashi, Shikamaru? Or Neji, Tenten, Ino, Sakura, Choji, Lee? Any of them?
Naruto looked away, "No. I haven't."
"Naruto," Hinata's legs trembled and gave way, her body crashing to its knees. "I-I-I..." Her hands hid her gem like eyes as tears started to fall.
"Hinata. Hinata, I'm going to call Sakura." Fear came across in waves within Naruto's voice. "Hinata don't move."
Naruto pressed a button, "Ino, I need you to call Sakura, we need a stretcher. It's Hinata."
Naruto's face was pale, as he looked at the woman sobbing on the wall. "I-I don't need Sakura. I need my son."
Naruto squatted down, "Hinata. You need help. You're bleeding."
Hinata's hands moved from her eyes and down to her legs, Naruto was right she was bleeding. A lot.
Sasuke walked slowly in deep thought. What shall they name their son? Will the baby have his or Hinata's eyes? Will this child carry the blood line his family was so famous for?
Suddenly Sasuke felt something whizz past him, cutting a few strands of hair and giving him a minute cut on his cheek.
He turned around, he was a little shocked about who he saw. "Sushi? Shouldn't you be training?"
The young girl glared at him hatefully. Her hands were bleeding; clearly she had been taking her anger out on a training post, her body panted and her green eyes burned holes in him.
"You! You aren't human." Her whisper drifted in the gentle breeze. "He was my best friend and you destroyed him!" Sasuke could see her trying to keep her composure, not that she was doing too well.
"He wanted to be just like you."
Sasuke sneered, "I hardly doubt that. Go home." He turned his back on her, insulting her greatly.
"You never loved him! You don't know how to love!" She screamed.
Suddenly he was right in front of her. Sasuke grabbed her arms and held her tightly. "Don't talk about what you don't know you foolish child." His eyes flashed and for the first time in her life Sushi was scared of him. "He was my son. I gave him everything I could. I trusted him to lead our family. To protect the Uchiha name. To protect everything I have built. And he turned his back on us."
Sasuke tossed her backwards and walked away. "I loved him," she whispered.
Sakura's hand moved gently over her friends stomach fear built up inside of her.
"Sakura, what's wrong? Is the baby…?" Hinata was worried. She couldn't lose the baby, not today.
Sakura bit her lip. "Hinata. There is a complication, something unforeseeable." Sakura took a deep breath. "The baby isn't in the uterus."
"Watch out Nagataka!" A young boy, no older than 10 years of age almost ran into Sasuke.
The boy looked at him and smiled, before running off to the ramen shop.
An old man stopped in front of Sasuke, "I'm sorry for my grandson. That young boy likes to believe that the world bends around him."
The old man had long grey hair and sad eyes. "You are the Uchiha right? The one with the… different son?"
Sasuke's dark eyes narrowed, he had just come from the baby shop and bought a little jump suit for his son and now his good mood had gone.
"That would be me."
Sasuke went to walk off when the old man laughed, "You know, I had a son just like yours."
Sasuke rolled his eyes, "Your son was gay as well?" he asked with mockery.
The old man glared at him, "You're a selfish man. My son wasn't gay. But I kicked him out of the family nevertheless." The old man looked away.
"We come from a strong standing shinobi family from the Land of Water. It was expected that our sons marry shinobi women. Keep the blood strong. My youngest fell in love with a woman who was an artist. I was against it. Told him that he was no longer my son if he chooses to marry her. But he did. He left and didn't look back. He gave up being a shinobi in order to spend time with her.
"They had two children. A little girl and a small boy. That boy you saw, he was my son's youngest. I thought that he had left behind everything he had ever been taught. But when our village was attacked my eldest and I were trying to defend the people when he appeared. He died. I watched my son die, and there was nothing I could do about it." The man laughed.
"The last thing I ever said to him was 'If you walk out that door, you are dead to me.' I didn't just lose him; I lost his brother, and one of my grandchildren. A child that carried my blood, a child who I never met."
"Wherever I go, my family goes. I lost a lot of years because of my actions. But you, young man, you could fix everything." The old man patted Sasuke on the shoulder and walked off.
Sasuke was left standing there in the street, "I did the right thing." He whispered to himself.
"Which one of you is Akemi?" A rough voice broke through the screaming. There are been people crying, screaming, and the sounds of surgical tools buzzing through the night.
Takeshi stiffened. He was about to say that it was himself but Akemi beat him to it. "It's me."
The doors were opened, "Come on."
"Wait! No! Who are you? What are you doing?" Takeshi tried to break free but suddenly felt a burning red stinging on his cheek, the man had just back handed him.
"Stay down boy."
"Takeshi I'll be fine."
Finally he was home. Sasuke placed the baby clothes in the master bedroom. Something caught his eye.
It was a picture of Hinata and Takeshi just an hour after she had given birth. Sasuke couldn't help a tiny smile form on his lips. He picked up the photo and suddenly the old man's words came back to him.
'You can fix everything.'
Sasuke closed his eyes for a second.
His son. He had a boy. His first born. The heir to the Uchiha name…
Was a pink screaming bundle in an incubator.
Sasuke's heart was beating wildly, he was completely in awe. Did all babies come in this size?
"Sasuke? Is everything alright?" His wife's weak voice caused him to crash to Earth. "Of course," He whispered, still amazed at the baby in front of him.
Hinata smiled and her eyes closed, she needed rest. Sasuke picked up the baby, his baby, slowly. He was worried that if he moved too fast he would break him.
His hands looked large compared to his tiny ones. Putting his son on his chest the baby stopped crying.
"So," Sasuke whispered, "Your mother and I were thinking… your name should be Takeshi." The baby closed his dark blue eyes.
Sasuke sat down in the chair next to Hinata's bed and held his son, "Takeshi is a nice name right? It means Unbending bamboo tree. You're going to be strong."
Takeshi's tiny fingers grabbed onto Sasuke pointer finger. "You've got a good grip on you already."
Sasuke looked around, "I love you, I do. I may not say it. But I want you to know that no matter what you do I'll stand by you and protect you. My son." Sasuke kissed his son on his forehead as the boy started to fall asleep.
Holding the photo Sasuke remembered his promise, "I lied to you." He whispered.
He felt a tug at his heart. His son. His son. Was out there. Takeshi would still be alive, he knew it.
The doors opened once more. "Get in there." The guard growled. Takeshi heard a body hit the ground.
"Akemi?" He worried, scared even.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
It didn't ease Takeshi's worries, "What did they want?"
"I'm not sure. But I did find out who they are and may want they want."
Takeshi noticed a difference in Akemi's words, "Why? What?"
"They want us." Akemi whispered.
"Akemi, what's going on? I don't understand what's happening." "Takeshi, these people aren't shinobi, they're underground, and I mean Earth's crust underground."
"What do you…?"
"Don't you get it? These people are Farmers. They go by the name of…"
Sushi slumped against her bedroom wall. Tears poured continually out of her beautiful eyes. There was no one home, everyone had somewhere to be, someone to be with. But not her.
She had lost her best friend. It was her fault; she had told him that he should come out. She had wanted him to spend the night with her, she was the selfish one.
Her body shook with her sobs.
She was never meant to be happy. It was her fault. It was always her fault.
Daddy I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I let go. I thought he was behind me. Daddy?
"Hinata I believe that your best chance of survival would be to terminate."
"Naruto I want to know everything. Who do you think took my son?"
"Takeshi Uchiha? Well this is interesting! A Uchiha without a Sharingan. Like a kitty without claws. We need you. Well parts of you anyway."
Naruto stood in front of the grave. His son wasn't there, just a decomposed body. "I wanted to wish you a happy New Year." He sat down, "Soba noodles?" He smiled.