A Final Attack

"Ichiru-niisan!"
Kin's last shout echoed through the dingy room long after Kabuto had plunged the sword into the boy's chest. A smile played on the man's lips as he realised what had been said.
"Maybe you've been useful after all…" he said, turning away from the Uchiha's lifeless body and wiping blood from metal.

*

"Naruto. Inuzuka Aiko's entire troop was massacred at the boarders with Rain. Aburame Shino and his team are still missing, with no trace whatsoever. What are we going to do?" Tsunade's face was troubled as she sat across the desk from the Hokage.
Naruto looked down at the scroll before him. It was from the Kazekage, his old friend Gaara, informing him of Suna's victory and capture of many enemy troops. He'd re-read it so many times since it had been received, but had no idea why. His mind was so full of thoughts, he felt like it wouldn't be long until he went spiralling completely out of control. He clenched his fists, realising finally that Konoha's time of peace was most definitely over.

*

Hinata clutched her husband close to her, sobs racking her entire body. Kiba howled to the sky, overcome with grief. They stood by the memorial, upon which Aiko's name would be added, along with her cousin's. The rain that had fallen almost constantly the past week had finally ceased, leaving the sky clear enough to pick out every star. The air was bitingly cold, and both Hinata and Kiba's breath came out in clouds of steam, but neither cared. Their daughter's body would arrive in the village in 2 days time, after an autopsy, and then she could be laid to rest.
"M-my baby girl…" Hinata wept into Kiba's chest.
Kiba sighed deeply, trying to control his emotions, holding his wife as tightly as he could to himself, clenching his eyes shut.

"Kiba! Where have you been? Hinata-chan is already in the labour ward!" Shino shouted as the Inuzuka ran towards him.
Kiba handed his young son to his teammate, quickly entering the hospital. He ran as fast as he could down the corridors, finally arriving at Hinata's room as Aiko came into the world, a tiny little bundle with fluffy brown hair like his own. Her huge pale eyes were just like her mothers. She opened her little mouth and let out the loudest cry as he held her up.
"A real Inuzuka!" he cried, handing the baby to the nurse to be cleaned up and weighed.
Akane was born a little while later, just as beautiful in Kiba's eyes. Her hair was black like her mother's, and she mewled quietly as he held her close to him. Hinata sat up in the bed, propped up by cushions, with Akane held in the crook of her arm. Kiba held Aiko as he perched next to his wife, beaming happily at his daughters. Shino entered the room with an excited Haru, who immediately tried to get into his mother's lap.
"They're ugly!" he cried, disappointed.
Kiba laughed good-naturedly.
"They're beautiful." He cooed, stroking Aiko's cheek tenderly.
"Do I have to look after them?" pouted Haru, poking Akane a little.
"Yes. Always." Hinata said, smiling at her family proudly.

Kiba sighed again, the memory leaving him with warmth.
"Nata-chan. I love you. I love you so much." He said into her hair as she held onto him.
"I love you too, Kiba-kun." She said, sniffling onto his shoulder.

*

Akane sat up as Ichiru pulled away from kissing her to undo the buttons on her shirt. His fingers fumbled with them, and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment. Akane placed a hand upon his, stopping him in his tracks. She undid her own buttons slowly, keeping her eyes locked upon his as she did. His blush got worse a she did this, and he fell upon her as soon as the shirt was removed, making tiny little satisfied moans as his lips had access to her smooth, pale skin. She lay back slowly, pulling him with her, basking in his attention as his mouth travelled across her stomach and her ribcage. He paused above her bra, before moving up to her neck and nibbling a little at the sensitive flesh he found there. His hand stroked her sides, running up and down her skin, giving her goose bumps.
"I-I…I want you…" Akane whispered as Ichiru kissed her collarbone.
He stopped, looking into her eyes.
"Really? I mean…are you sure that's what you want?"
Akane nodded, trying to smile, but finding herself too nervous. Ichiru knelt above her, his legs either side of her waist, his hands beside her shoulders as he leant towards her. His lips met hers tenderly, and her eyes closed as she lost herself in his kiss again.

"Uchiha!!! Get the hell off my sister!"

Haru flew across the room towards Ichiru, his eyes ablaze. His fist made contact with the side of the black-haired boy's face, throwing him off the bed altogether. Akane screamed, grabbing her top and hastily throwing it back on. Haru stood, furious, watching Ichiru scramble up from the floor.
"I thought we were friends?" Haru was saying.
Ichiru held the side of his head, blinking. "We are." He said, looking confused.
"Then why were you…with my sister…I just…" Haru shook his head, "Aiko isn't even buried yet! And you're here carrying on like…like it doesn't matter."
Akane rushed forwards to her brother.
"Oh no, no! Haru-niisan! I-it's not like th-that at all!"
Haru shook her off, obviously disgusted.
"Whatever. If this is how you want to be, so be it. I won't tell dad now. But if I catch you again…then he will know."
Haru stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"I'm sorry Ichiru…I forgot H-Haru-niisan has the master key t-to all the guest rooms." Akane hung her head in her hands, "We used to p-play in here when w-we were little."
"Maybe you should go back to your room." Ichiru said, looking away from her.
Akane bit her bottom lip, staring at him angrily. She left without another word, but Ichiru heard her start to cry on the corridor. He threw himself onto the bed, thumping the pillow with a fist. Now was definitely not the best time to let his hormones get the better of him like that. Both he and Akane were grieving and confused, and what they were doing wasn't going to solve any of that. Yes, he liked her but… That just wasn't the right way to go about any of it.

*

Kabuto smiled at Izanami.
"I had to…dispose of him. He did give me some interesting information though. I'm led to believe that there is another Uchiha. Sasuke had two sons."
The girl stared at him, wide-eyed.
"Are we going to collect him, niisan?"
Kabuto nodded, leaving the room as he did so, "Most definitely, Izanami-chan. Most definitely."

*

Naruto lay in bed wide-awake. Sakura was late home from the hospital, ad he felt terribly alone. He could hear Dai in the room next door playing computer games even though it was well past 1:00am. Etsu was probably asleep by now, surrounded by teddy bears in her pink room. Naruto smiled, and then stopped himself. How could he be so happy when horrible things were happening to those friends he had grown up with? Ino's husband Shino was missing. He was a father of two. The Hyuugas had lost their extremely talented daughter, and the Inuzukas had too. Sasuke's youngest son was missing, only months after his wife had passed away. Suddenly Naruto felt lucky that his family had not been touched by all of this. But then guilt overcame him, and he found himself crying silently into his pillow, waiting for his wife to come home and comfort him with kind words and soft hands.

*

The shadows crept ever closer to the village, knowing its defences would still not be up and running fully. A second attack would cripple the village completely. But this was a capture mission. However, Kabuto had said nothing against having a little 'fun' while they were there.
A young girl led the team, her white hair billowing out behind her. The mask she wore hid her expression, but if any saw it they would be filled with a sudden dread. Blood lust. In its purest form.

"The final attack." Kobayashi Izanami smiled to herself.