chapter 7: arsene lupin dandy
title: arsene lupin dandy
word count: 869
disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
note: All the medical jargon Sakura spouts- I have no idea what it would actually mean… I just came up with whatever I felt was totally unbelievable and strange XP
edit. I wrote this in 2012, back when Sarada had yet to grace us with her presence. Please treat this chapter simply as an alternate ending wherein Sasuke foregoes the 'hummingbird route' as I like to refer to it as.
Itachi woke in the night to the sound of wood creaking outside the corridor.
His family was always filled with light sleepers, but he in particular was as sensitive to sound as a raven to light. His father had always said it was a good thing, but his mother would always pat his head sympathetically and try to coax him into taking one of her absolutely disgusting viscose mixtures of multicoloured god-knows-what in a bottle experiments that were supposed to help him sleep better.
He was lucky his father was as trusting of them as he was.
He loved his mother, but sometimes, just sometimes, she was the biggest 'medical geek' he had ever met (a direct quote from his father), not that Itachi had met a lot at 7 years old.
He tiptoed to Mikoto's crib across the room, making sure the small girl wasn't woken by the sound. Leaning over the sandalwood crib, he saw that the baby girl was still clutching tightly onto her oversized weasel plushie she received her last birthday from the family (he rather liked it- but that's a story for another time) and was still snoring softly.
Padding gently out of their room towards the library (where he saw a faint glowing light), hands glowing a light blue light in his own modified chakra scalpels, he prepared for whoever was in his home at this hour.
He so did not think he would get tackled over.
'Chii-kun!'
He frowned at his mother's pet name for him, it made him sound like a girl!
'Okaa-san,'
He lowered his hand.
'What are you doing?'
He asked, covering his mouth as he tried to muffle a yawn now that his alertness was gone.
'Can you get your tou-san for me, Chii-kun?'
The boy had already turned his back against her, his hand in his untamed raven hair, ruffling it as he stretched towards his parent's room.
'Hai, hai.'
It amazed him that his mother had managed to sneak away from his father while they slept on the same bed, not that Uchiha Sakura was not a good kunoichi, it was just that, mind you, his father was the Uchiha Sasuke after all. He blinked aimlessly to himself as he accidently walked past his parent's room with it's open doors. He really needed to go back to sleep.
'Tou-san…'
Itachi mumbled as sleep tried to get the best of him. Poking the side of his father lightly as the sleeping man beneath him stirred quickly. A single glowing red stares back at his slightly closed drowsy ones.
'Itachi?'
'Otou-san… Okaa-san needs you…'
Sasuke inwardly sighed, he didn't bother asking his son where she was. Judging by the sound- it was probably the study at the back of the library. Ushering Itachi back to his bed, he tread towards his wife.
It wouldn't be the first time Sakura called for him in the middle of the night during her pregnancies, though he certainly hope that it would be the last every time. Her heists of knowledge (as she liked to call it) got more ridiculous each time.
'Sasuke-kun?'
'You've been up again, haven't you?'
Sakura had made a mess of his scrolls at the back of his office- in the classified end of it. Unlike Itachi, who had been bleary eyed and sleep-mussed, she was flushed contently with excitement and grinning embarrassed and cheekily at him.
'I'm not sleepy,'
She shrugged. Sakura pointed at the collapsed pile of papers and tangled bunch of unsuccessful security traps-
'How can I fix this?'
With his sharingan flashing for a mere second, he studied the scene in front of him.
'You stole the leather parchment on the effects of chakra cauterization in neurons for reptiles. Sakura- it's forbidden.'
'I was just borrowing it for a moment!'
'You broke through my flame wards, you killed my guarding viper and woke our son up.'
'Sasuke-kun! Do you have any idea how amazing the results could be for the patients if we could just manage to make it work for mammals-'
The raven haired man knew exactly where this was going.
'Go to sleep, Sakura.'
'But-'
'Don't whine.'
'Still-'
'It will still be there in the morning.'
'That was not what I meant-'
'I meant it when I said go back to bed. You're six months pregnant. Even though you're a medic nin, you're up at night, not getting enough sleep.'
Sakura flushed a shade similar to her hair as she pouted, crossed her arms under her chest and huffed to her left side.
Sasuke drag his hand across his face as he rubbed the outer corner of his right eye in annoyance.
'Honestly, most women crave strange foods. You steal classified jutsu study scrolls.'