Chapter 1: Before Me.
Disclaimer:I do not own anything in or about the Naruto manga/anime, That belongs to the wondrous Masashi Kishimoto, I only own Uchiha/Akasuna Dairin and Uchiha Tsumaki plus a few others. Thank you (I also changed a few things about the original facts of the anime to fit the story) ~DEAD_Princess ^.^
Uchiha Tsumaki walks up to the home of Akasuna Chiyo; with a plump blood-red headed three month old child in her shaking arms. With three wraps at the old houses door she waits nervously for the grandmother of her ex-boyfriend. Akasuna no Sasori, to explain the infant in an easy informative, they had been getting intimate... Then this had happened. The last time they were near each other, was the night he last visited their child and he suddenly vanished. The argument that had started the trivial separation between lovers was all over her leaving with him and starting a new life together, with no children. So she stayed, where she could raise a happy family... So she thought; so now here she is pondering the past.
' After the wedding on the honeymoon Suko, Tsumaki's husband, told her that they are not keeping the bastard child of her and her secret lover, and that she is to never see them again. Though to early to tell Suko seemed to sense the fetus. Which brought the distraught and surprised Tsumaki to arrange a home for her possible first child with Lady Chiyo; the possible great-grandmother.
Unknown to Tsumaki, for the first few months of her pregnancy Sasori watched over her. And when she gave birth she found her self calling her Akasuna Dairin under closed doors. Though she could never properly give her that name. Not if she'll be living with Lady Chiyo, she'd be ridiculed by the village. Looked down upon for being the daughter of a traitor, she would not have her daughters pride be ripped from her grasp before she could even have it! So Uchiha by law and Akasuna by heart, so she hoped.
Time skip (just two months) -
Sasori watched over the young dark haired infant child, as he did every night he received a chance... So every two days with Leader-sama's consent; at this moment he pondered the thought of taking her with him. Given the fact that he had both Konon an Pein's consent for when ever he wanted to do so, though that, and the child, was kept between the three. Shaking his head he desided to wait till after the mission. He had till dawn to be prepaired and he was already ready.
He came earlier tonight, much like hours before the usual feeding, unbeknownst to him. He found this out when the infant who's name he still has yet to be informed of opened her chocolate brown eyes and let out a lengthy cry, making him cringe, "Hush, brat, you'll get me caught," Sasori carefully picked up the wailing child, cradling and cooing at her. Making her silence the hungry sobs and fully look him in those perfectly matching eyes of his and melt his heart with a toothless grin and giggle. For she had never seen such confusion and kindness in ones eye's before. Only worry and love, spite and disgust.
Though the giggle was enough to pull Sasori towards the thought. 'She can be the source of unconditional love I've thirsted for. The love to warm my frozen heart, to make me feel human.' If only this moment could last undisturbed. Sasori's smile faded as soon as he sensed the weary presence behind the door. "Tsumaki, what's her name?" Now that he came to realize it, there is no other possibility that this one month old child could be anyone's but his and he could sense it. The small room's door slid open slowly and a timid Tsumaki slowly walked in and shut the door. Sasori could sense that famous Uchiha smirk slip onto her face.
"Akasuna Dairin, so I call her between closed doors,"
Sasori scoffed, "You believe, I would so easily believe the infant is mine?" He glared at Tsumaki and played with the child's hands bemusedly 'Though I already knpw it true' he watched as her face flared with anger and amusement 'Such trivial emotions'.
"You've been the only one to this very day that I've been intimate with and you know it Sasori, love." Tsumaki pinched the bridge of her nose and tried to calm down before she threw something at the man she loved first. "How long?" Tsumaki examines Sasori and moves to take Dairin from his grasp, only for her to earn another glare and Sasori to move her, gently, out of her reach.
"Well I suppose we'll agree to disagree, perhaps one day I could take her into my own hands, Tsumaki?" She gasped and shook her head vigorously "Then how will I keep intel on my daughter's where abouts?! You can't just presume I'll not want to know where she is and how she is doing, if she is well or not! Sa-" Sasori's glare cut her short.
"My? Do you think that suddenly because I never wanted children, that I wouldn't want anything to do with Dairin, she is my daughter too. Also it wouldn't matter what you said, do you think I don't know your husband who could give you the perfect little family that you wanted so bad that you would abandon a love that would have lead to that family sooner than later, would rather this 'bastard child' dead and forbid you from ever seeing her or me again after a short three month agreement of you being able to care for her. Before you gave her to my grandmother who has the full story and would've told her the whole story by the time she curiously asked where her Otoo-san And Oka-san were? Tsumaki the second you desided to give her to my Granny Chiyo I knew I was going to care for her... Even if it meant taking her with me and you and Chiyo both knew this!" His Hushed whispers sped as Sasori knew he was short of time "Dairin is my responsibility also and if you are not to keep your responsibility, I will. That's final, the second I get the chance Tsumaki, which will be sooner than you may expect, I'm taking my daughter."
Sasori glared at his ex-lover to exaggerate his point and handed her their whimpering child gently before exiting through the window "And I've been visiting for the first five months of your pregnancy and so far this month every two days."
"So your the pretty lady who got knocked up by my grandson?" A mischievous voice and chuckle jumped Tsumaki out of her reminiscence of the past year, "Come I've made tea."