Okay, since this will be the continuation of the Hades and Persephone story that I did that starred Hinata and Itachi as the two gods. I got this random idea since I was looking through some of my Greek mythology books and noticed three things. 1) I saw that Persephone and Hades never had any children of their own (Persephone did give birth to two gods, but that was from being raped and then again tricked by Zeus –he was disguised as Hades! What an ass!-) 2) The reason Hades could not give her kids was because he is the God of Death, so he is infertile. And 3) Anything goes in the world of the gods: Fathers with daughters, uncles with nieces, and even brothers and sisters.
And from all that…this new idea came into my head for this one-shot; I know it sounds rather odd, but I thought the idea would be fun. Also, while I'm at it, I will be making up stuff as I go since I am no expert on Greek Mythology.
And it gave me the excuse to pair Hinata between two sexy Uchihas.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto™ or Greek Mythology (I don't know how you could own it, but just to be safe)
Edit: The reason for how I refer to Sasuke in the title as "Zagreus" is because he is called 'the son of Hades and Persephone' even though he is not. He is not the 'god of jems' or whatever I said in the story I just needed a name for the title. Just being sure you guys knew.
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Hinata sighed as she sat atop of Mount Olympus. A feast was set before her, but she paid no attention to it. She was more content with dreamily staring down at the earth below them. She had always had a soft spot for the weak mortals below, how they would kill one another for things like gold and land. Hinata pitied them, much to the others disgust. As a goddess, a great and powerful one, Hinata had little to nothing to be worried about. Other Gods stayed away from her while other goddesses envied her. She was someone not to be messed with. Her mother was part of the Twelve Olympians that built this great nation, and her husband was the one that happily took those down to the pits of hell for punishment. Not that Hinata would ever use her husband's status; no, she had one of her very own. Hinata looked back over to the feast; the others stuffed their faces with golden food and drink that would poison any other mortal if eaten in high amounts at one time. She crossed her legs and she set her gaze back on the earth below; her blood red dress, that made her look paler, fit well against her figure, being held by two straps that were clasped her dress with silver skulls with red jeweled eyes. Hinata's black thorn crown was fitted with stunning gems that grew in the Underworld. Hinata loved the look of the growing jewels, but not as much as her perfect garden of flowers, jewels, and sweet fruits she would consume at any given time.
"My daughter," Hinata turned her head to see her mother seated beside her, a bowl of grains before her. "Please stop with the mortals, they are none of your concern."
"But they are," she said with a light smile. Her lips were still stained such a light shade of red. Hinata looked back to the mortal world below. "Soon enough, I will greet them all as they enter my realm."
"The earth is your realm," Kurenai said as she crossed her legs and crossed her arms over her chest. "That dark place below belongs to demons and the dead."
"Please Mother," Hinata smiled at her. "I love both my homes."
Kurenai frowned, but said nothing to her smiling daughter. As much as she hated it, the Underworld still made her happy and Kurenai had made the deal. No matter how much she would love to rip her daughter from his cold hands and place her back in her cabin, Hinata would again be unhappy. Kurenai rather have her daughter happy; Hinata was old enough to take care of herself and seemed to be doing a good job at keeping Itachi in his place. He stopped coming up to Olympus when she was here; she had persuaded him to just patiently wait like Kurenai did. Kurenai took a sip of fresh wine and glanced to her daughter. "Since we are on the subjects of your home," she held back the need to vomit, "you are to return tomorrow." Hinata tried to hide her excitement, as to not offend her mother. "Will you be traveling back alone?"
Hinata nodded, "Yes Mother. I rather enjoy taking a ride on the boat. Orochimaru always has a new story about what I had missed while away."
"Of course he does," Kurenai muttered under her breath.
"Hello Hinata," Ino bounced over with a bright smile on her lips. "I hope that you plan on apologizing to me after that little stunt you pulled." The blonde goddess of love smirked as Hinata's cheeks burst red. She laughed with slight malice, "it's a shame that he left you for me."
"I had no interest in him like that," Hinata looked away, "the man was…just so bright."
"Indeed he was," Ino smirked as she licked her lips. "Naruto is always ready to please and serve me. Such a bright man he was."
"But then," Hinata smiled lightly, "he was brought back to me. Itachi was quick to send him to the lowest levels of hell for…catching my interest, but I believe he is still wondering around purgatory." Hinata shrugged. She had fallen for them man, that was true, but it was just because he was such a site to see. She was so used to the darkness of her kingdom; was it wrong of her to enjoy this man with stunning blue eyes and soft yellow hair. Yet, his looks could not make up for something like his ego, rashness, and just being rude to her. She had tried to care for him, but he was far too distracted by the beauty of her cousin. Why would Hinata want that when she had a husband that would betray his job and followers just for her? Hinata hid her laugh as Ino huffed and walked off to dot on her lovely child, Cupid.
Hinata suddenly felt an empty feeling in her chest as she watched the two interact. Hinata almost couldn't stand seeing her so happy.
"Is something wrong my daughter?" Kurenai asked. Hinata brought her attention back to her mother. "Would you like me to grab you something more…mortal to eat?"
"No," Hinata said. "Please, do not worry yourself," she smiled and stood up. "I think it best for me to take my leave."
"But you have yet to eat a thing," Kurenai stood up with the look of concern. "You'll grow weak like that my daughter."
"Please mother," Hinata blushed and took hold of her hands. "I will eat after some well needed rest. I have been so busy with other thoughts, that I have tired myself out." She smiled and kissed her mother on the cheek. "Wake me if anything happens." Hinata said and turned away. She walked towards a small living quarter that her father had set up for her. Kurenai did not want to leave her on the mortal world, and that was her only other place of living. Hinata thanked Minato for the room, but he said nothing. Hinata and Minato were not very close, but in their world, that really didn't matter. Minato and Kushina were siblings, but yet found love in one another. Kurenai had bared a daughter –Hinata- from the seed of her brother –Minato-. Nothing mattered here. All that did matter was that the Gods and Goddess did their part to protect the mortals from the Titans and be praised. That was all that ever mattered. Hinata lied back on her bed, her eyes closed. She pursed her lips lightly and counted how much longer it would take to get back home.
She knew that Itachi must be getting impatient.
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"I will be back to get you in six months," Kurenai said as she watched her daughter set foot in the chariot that would take her down to the mortal world. Hinata only smiled and gave her mother another nod. "You can always contact me if something happens, and then I will rush to get you once again." Hinata kept from rolling her eyes. This exchange had been going over for a matter of decades now; it never got easier for Kurenai. Hinata gave her mother a kiss goodbye and took hold of the reigns. She laughed as the wind blew her hair back and winged horses pulled her back to the earth below. She took in a deep breath of the fresh air and watched as the wind became colder. She had hoped that the mortals had prepared for the end of the harvest. Hinata waited until the wheels touched the ground before jumping off. She stumbled, but she rather enjoyed exiting without the horses breaking the stride. It was a common trip for them; they would drop her off and then fly back to Olympus. Hinata dusted off her dress and calmly walked towards the river that connected the Underworld to the Mortal world. She smiled as elderly swarmed her. She reassured them of a safe passage and offered coins to them so they could pay the toll. Hinata allowed the group to board and waited for the next ride. Orochimaru hated when she did that, since he would have to tell one of the spirits that worked in Itachi's castle that she was there, but he had yet to bring her over.
"My Darkest Lady," Orochimaru frowned as she finally stepped into the boat, "you enjoy bringing me trouble, do you not?" Hinata only laughed lightly as she handed her coin to Orochimaru and he began to take her down the river. "Lord Itachi has never been angrier with me. How am I to tell him that you are the one purposely avoiding getting in?"
"I will deal with him Orochimaru," Hinata assured as she spotted the shores and watched as workers began to lead in spirits to different parts of the Underworld. Hinata was greeted by her maid and two skeleton guards. "Until I see you again," she said lightly as she stepped off the boat and he only scoffed and rowed back to the other side. Hinata nodded to her maid and guards, who bowed back to her, and continued on her way back to the castle. She passed by pleading spirits, but Hinata assured them once again they will be reborn and that they will live the next life better. She came to a stop when she noticed the Reaper was walking towards her. Even her three escorts stopped. Madara and Hinata had never spoken; Madara deemed Itachi the only person worth speaking to about work, even though Hinata almost ran more than half of the Underworld.
Madara stopped when he finally took notice to her. He nodded his head and stepped aside for her to pass. He may not respect her as a leader, but he respected her as a way to respect Itachi. If he was to cross Itachi again, he would be in for a heap of trouble. Hinata only nodded back and continued on her way; her three escorts shook in fear as they passed Madara; he was the reason they were there after all. Hinata smiled as the gates of her castle came into view; she kept back her excitement and walked as calmly as she could. Hinata was greeted by more workers and she found herself walking through the doorway that led to the throne room. She smiled as she spotted Itachi sitting at his throne with a book in his hands. Next to him, was another feminine looking throne with a book left open on its seat. She walked up a few steps to her throne and picked up the book.
"I have passed you," Itachi said calmly. It was always like this when Hinata came back. Itachi acted like she had only left for an hour. Sometimes she wished that he would miss her more. Hinata took her seat and motioned her escorts out. "How was it?"
"It was nice," she smiled as she closed the book and set it on her lap. "The mortals are doing rather well and have prepared for the end of the harvest better. Not to mention that I witnessed a few demigods be tested." Hinata glanced to Itachi. She pouted when she saw that he looked to be more interested in his book than her. "I was able to spend time with my mother…and with Gaara too." That was sure to get him. Itachi finally took his eyes off his book and looked to his smiling wife. Gaara, the God of War, was the biggest pain in Itachi's side. Always causing mortals to die and flood his domain. All the work he had to put into to make sure that those reborn got reborn, traitors were punished, heros were awarded, and anything in between. She blushed lightly, "He even taught me to wield a spear."
"When would you ever need to know how to wield a spear?" He asked with a glare at the thought of the God getting so close to Hinata. He could guess why Hinata would tell him such a thing; it was the only way to stir emotion out of him. He did deserve it sometimes, but most times she was just being cruel.
"What if we are attacked?" Hinata asked and looked to him.
"No one would dare attack the Underworld," Itachi said as he went back to his book. "What else have you done while away from me?"
Hinata saddened as she looked down at her lap, "I got to meet Ino's son," she muttered under her breath. Itachi had caught it though, and he put down his book. If anything he had done brought him guilt it was that. How he was unable to give his wife what she most wanted. When she had first arrived, Itachi gave her a garden, a library, people to interact with even though they were dead, and the love she had always craved. He saw that she was grateful for it all and thanked him almost every day for a month. Then, while the two lied in bed together, she had finally worked the nerve to actually ask for something. Itachi always pushed her to rely on him for anything. Even when Naruto had come to stay by the request of Ino, he had allowed it since he had never seen Hinata so happy. She would keep her request so small: new books, more land for her garden, different seeds. But this time, she had asked for the one thing he could not give her.
A child.
The request was so innocent from her lips. She, still being a virgin, had asked with nervousness and her face burning red. He sat up from spot and looked at her with wide eyes; she was so embarrassed, but sat up with him and wrapped her arms around his arm. He sighed and looked away from her as to not see the disappointment on her face. Itachi had told her he was infertile. He felt her stiffen and the guilt wrapped around his black heart. He looked back at her and watched as she dropped her head and her shoulders began to shake. He pulled her into an embrace and stroked her hair. He begged for forgiveness that he had failed her and began to try to make things right. Itachi was ready to offer anything; even the chance for Hinata to become impregnated with another man's seed just to see her happy. She refused it though. Hinata had vowed to stay faithful to him, even if it meant she could never bare a child of her own.
Itachi pulled his wife out of her seat, "Please Hinata," he sat her on his lap and placed his head against her neck. "The offer still stands. You find a man of your choice, and I will allow him the honor to bed you for a child." The anger burned in his chest at the thought but only two things made it burn not as hot as before: he had bed her first, and he wanted to see her happy. He kissed her neck, "Seeing you sad does not suit you."
"Think nothing of it," she said she sat straight and smiled down at him. "I am perfectly happy here with my husband." She kissed his forehead and stood up. "I will see you at dinner. My garden must be tended to." She walked off and Itachi just watched. He picked up their books and went to his office; he had other work to deal with. Even the return of his wife did not got him a day off.
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Hinata sighed as she sat up in her bed. She looked over to her sleeping husband and smiled lightly; he never woke before her. Hinata was used to waking up when the sun rose, so when she slept and woke was the same as the time in the mortal world. She got up and changed into a black dress with flower clasped made of silver. She brushed through her hair and put on her sandals. Hinata looked at herself in the mirror, admiring how she looked and then placed her crown atop her head. Hinata exited the room with silence and nodded to the guards; the workers had grown accustom to her running about the castle and Underworld without her husband. Hinata picked one of her fruits and took a large bite into it; the juices flowed down her chin and she was quick to clean it off before heading outside. She finished the fruit as she exited the gate and looked to the long line of shivering mortals. Hinata frowned and saddened at the thought of another harsh winter; she would have to have a word with her mother for doing it. Kurenai was upset, but she didn't have to kill nearly half of the mortals to do it.
She walked down to the sorting area, but her eye caught something; she looked over to a shorter line. Madara had sat on the ground surrounded by small spirits that shivered and clutched to him for warmth he did not possess. Hinata walked over to the small line and was surprised to see that the second she was close enough, the children turned away from Madara and went to her. They cried for their mothers and father. A cloaked figure would take another one and escort them through the gates that led to another passage; she hated to see that the children where reborn to the same world they died in. Hinata kneeled down and comforted the few that remained, but soon enough they were sorted and taken away. All that was left was Madara and a small bundle in his arms. Madara looked over to her as she stared; he held out the thing in his arms. Hinata was hesitant, but took the bundle and gasped as her eyes fell upon a baby.
"He was left behind with a coin in his sheets," Madara informed her as she rocked the baby that would not respond to her action. "I assume his mother knew she could not care for a baby in the chaos you and your mother had caused." Hinata looked up at him with shock that he had said such a thing to her; he didn't look to regret the choice though. He stood up as the cloak figure came for the baby. "I must go back for more-"
"Wait," Hinata said suddenly, not getting up and still looking at the baby. "Bring me his body." Madara looked at her and then over to the cloak figured. The figure still waited to be handed the baby. "I will keep him." She looked over to Madara, and then to the figure. "He will be mine to keep." The two looked at one another again. It was unheard of, to keep something that was dead, but then again, everything here was walking around like they had lived. She pulled off her crown and handed it to Madara, "I'll give you this, for you to bring me his body and put him back in."
"Darkest Lady," he said as he took the crown. He looked back at her and watched as she pulled off the clasped from her dress and then hand it to the figure. The cloaked figure took the payment and went to another line since his was finished. Madara watched as she held up her dress and the baby. "As you wish," he finally said and walked off back to the mortal world.
Hinata smiled and placed the baby back on the ground. He had yet to react to anything. Hinata pulled out a needle and thread since she had come to use her clasps as payment for a lot of things. She roughly put her dress back together and then looked back down at her precious baby. Ever since she had spoken with Itachi about the matter a week ago, she could not take her mind off his offer. Hinata had gotten so desperate, that she was considering being unfaithful. She tried to push the thoughts away from it, but her desire to be a mother was much stronger. Hinata picked up the baby and kissed his cold forehead; she looked to him for a response, but she got nothing. Hinata held the baby close and stayed in her spot until Madara came back. He carried back a basket and placed it before her. Hinata looked down and set her eyes upon a blue and unresponsive baby. She handed the spirit to Madara and he gently placed the spirit back in. Hinata couldn't help but smile as the baby began to cry from his cold. She picked him up again and placed him close to her chest.
She looked up to Madara and smiled. "Thank you." Madara only nodded and walked away, with her crown still in his hands. Hinata stood up and rocked the baby back and forth. She hummed and kissed his cold cheek as he began to calm down. Hinata looked down at the basket he came in and rifled through it to see if the mother had left anything else. But the only things there were more blankets and worn pillow. She kicked the basket aside and walked back to her castle. Hinata went in through the front gates, but instead of going back to her room she went for the throne room, and then to her old room. Hinata picked bowl filled with the golden ambrosia. Once she was safely in her own room, Hinata set the bowl on a table she summoned from the ground and sat on her bed. Hinata held her baby in a better way and watched his eyes finally open to reveal such dark onyx eyes. Hinata smiled at him and picked up a spoon full of the golden liquid and slowly fed the baby. She watched as the color came back to his skin, and any pain he was in before slowly faded. She stopped when he finished another spoon-full and lied so that she was on her side and her baby was beside her.
"Hello," she cooed to the little thing that would slowly loose what was mortal in him. Hinata stroked his cheek, "Welcome to the Underworld my son," she smiled light. "Soon enough, you will be the perfect prince to our home. My little prince, Sasuke." She laughed lightly as the little prince looked about the room with wide eyes. Hinata pulled him close to her chest and whispered, "Your father can't find out about you yet Sasuke. First, I take away what makes you mortal, and then…he will see you as I do." She placed another kiss on Sasuke's cheek and sang him back to sleep. It would be hard to keep Itachi from knowing, but she had her ways.
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Itachi frowned as he watched Hinata walk through the throne room and pass the opened door to his study without even a second glance. He had spent the last two weeks working with all of the Gods under him about all the dead coming in and he never got the chance to even talk to Hinata. Even when she was walking off to bed, he would join her but he was just so damn tired that he fell asleep before any words could be exchanged. By the time that he had woken up, she was gone and the Fates were banging on his door for him to get to work. Itachi glared as he looked to the framed strings of fate that he had kept in his study. They took up a large portion of the wall and each string had its own bright glow; they were the lives of the gods. How he would love to cut through a few of them, but the strings were indestructible. He slowly got up, just about ready to follow his wife to see what could be more important than spending time with him, but the Fates were right outside of his door.
"Lord Itachi!" Tsunade yelled before he could walk off.
"There is troubling issues we have come to face." Shizune said as she and her two sisters walked over to him and stood before him.
Itachi glared, "I will deal with it at another time-"
"It is your job to deal with it now!" Anko said with the eye in one of her empty sockets. "The Darkest Lady will have to wait her turn for your attention." The two began to push him towards the library. He hated how the only people in this world and the others were these Fates. He growled as he entered the library and saw the new set of strings that were being sown and others being cut. Of course Kushina would allow so many new mortals to be born just to die again. He summoned his own chair and took a seat and watched as the Fates stood around their altar and placed the eye down. "Look at this!"
Itachi had a lack of emotion as the sister held up a string to his face. "Someone is living."
"After we had cut the string," Shizune informed as she opened their book of death. She pointed to the name that was marked under 'dead'.
"There is only one man that is allowed to do that." Tsunade said with a glare and grabbed a rusty pair of scissors.
Itachi took hold of the string and then looked to the book once more. His eyes scanned down the scrawl of the sisters and glared at the name. This mortal had only been alive for a little more than a month. Madara never had a soft spot, but maybe someone paid him enough to get him to go against his job. If there was one thing that he hated and did not stand for, it was when people didn't do their jobs. He stood up, "I'll find out what is going on."
"Make sure to give him a good thwack to the head," Anko called as she held up a string for Tsunade to cut.
Itachi walked out of the room and made his way down the hall. He walked down to the throne room and sure enough, Madara was already there with his weapon of choice in hand. Itachi glared was about to yell at him, but he was surprised to see Hinata finally walk out from where ever she went with a book in hand and a smile on her face. He stopped and the two males watched as she was about to walk past them. Hinata looked at the two and offered a sweet smile and nod before walking on back to the library. They both stood in silence. "My wife doesn't even like you."
"She owes me," Madara said calmly even with the ruler of the Underworld glaring at him. "You called me for something?"
"This," he held up the string, "you put a spirit back in its body. Fix it."
"I'm sorry my Dark Lord," Madara bowed to him. "But I was left with no choice but to give the child life once again."
"No mortal could stand against you," Itachi glared. Something was very wrong here and he was more than ready to find this person that was making his workers to go against him. "I refuse to believe that you were paid enough or even tricked by those mortals."
"Of course not," Madara said as he put his weapon on his shoulder. "But," he shrugged, "I never said a mortal paid me off."
"Who then," Itachi asked with a glare.
"Ask my Darkest Lady," Madara spoke calmly and walked out of the castle. He still had a job to do.
Itachi was wide eyed for the moment, but without much more hesitation he walked off to his bed room. He pushed open the doors before the guards could do it for him. He looked around and saw that no one was there. But he then went straight to every other room until he got the Hinata's old room. He was stunned to see that the guards were back in their place, even though no one was supposed to be in there. Itachi went to open the door, but the guards were quick to pipe in. "M-My Lord," one said with slight fear. "T-The Darkest L-Lady has asked that we keep this room sealed-" he stopped when Itachi was just glaring daggers at him. This guard looked to the other, who just nodded quickly. The two opened the doors as fast as they could, and Itachi walked in. He walked over to the bed where he found something moving about. He stood at the bed side and looked down at the baby that reached up for the mobile that dangled above him; Itachi looked to the table with baby items and ambrosia food. He then looked over to a small fire pit that had been made and burned with a black fire.
Itachi should have known that his wife had been fed up with not having a child. She was too faithful to cheat on him and far too kind to just steal one. He was rather impressed at how clever at how she went about it. It also explains why she cried when she came home about losing her crown; she had played him like a harp. Itachi picked up the baby and held him like any other mother would; Itachi was used to having to hold kids. He had to show them step by step on how to get through the process of being reborn. He picked up the string and took a closer look at it; he smirked when he saw the faint glow of black. It was the same glow that Itachi had on his string. Hinata was slowly taking away this kid's mortality and too speed up the process she was about to burn away his mortality. He laughed lightly when he thought about the look of fear on her face at the thought of putting him in such a dark fire.
"I-Itachi!" Hinata stood in the door way with fear in her eyes. His back was to her and the books in her hands fell to the floor. She began to shiver when he finally looked back to her; she tried to reach out to Sasuke, but shrank back when Itachi's red eyes shifted back to the baby. "I-I…I-I can explain-"
"Shhhh," he said and placed down the string of this boy's life. "Do not fret Hinata," he smirked as he took a seat by the fire. Hinata quickly went over and kneeled beside him. "I am surprised that you had been able to keep such a secret from me for this long."
"I apologies Itachi," she said lightly as she looked up to him. "Please…do not take him away from me."
"And why would I?" Itachi smirked as he looked down at Hinata. "I gave you the permission to find a child. I'm just a little upset that you paid off Madara with the lovely crown I made with my own two hands." Itachi slowly moved Sasuke so that he was held in his two hands. "I think I'll finish this myself," Hinata watched with some fear as Itachi held Sasuke above the fire. She watched with awe as the baby only looked about in confusion. Hinata laid her head on Itachi's knee. "What is his name?"
"Prince Sasuke," she said with a dreamy voice.
"Sasuke," Itachi repeated as he watched his son's eyes slowly turn from black to red. He pulled him back out. "The ambrosia Hinata," she nodded and walked over to the table. The two had spent the rest of the evening together with their son.
Sasuke's string of fate began to glow brighter and brighter.
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Hinata laughed lightly as she watched Sasuke walk a few steps but fall back on his bottom. She watched as her flowers rubbed against him and almost looked to be trying to push him back to his feet. Hinata opened up her arms to him and cooed to him, "Come now my little prince, come to mother." She smiled as he waved his arms about and got back to his feet and hastily stumbled over to her with arms open and a smile on his face. Hinata grabbed him before he could fall again and pulled him close to her chest. She sat back against the large jewel stone that she had placed in her garden. She allowed Sasuke to lie against her with his head on her shoulder. Hinata held him up with one arm and used her other had to pick up her book. She had gotten a little behind Itachi since all her time was consumed; she never let Sasuke out of her site. Hinata was given many optioned to allow another maid about the house to look after him, but she rather has Sasuke raised by something that was living for the most part. And with the upcoming event, she was trying to sway her husband into letting Sasuke take a look at the living world.
She was not surprised that Itachi threw a fit not only of having to give up his wife again, but now, his son. Technically, Sasuke had eaten food in the Underworld, but Hinata did mention Sasuke has only been eating ambrosia –since they wanted to be sure that his immortality would not go away- and ambrosia was from Olympus. Itachi would pout and groan at the thought, but Hinata convinced him that maybe with this newfound son, Kurenai would see that Hinata needed to be home with her baby and not switching back and forth. Now, that was a plan that Itachi could get behind. Sure, Kurenai would then push that Hinata never go back, but he was sure to win that battle.
He was just glad that Hinata had picked a baby that had looked so much like him. No one but him, Hinata, and Madara would know about whom the baby truly belonged to. Sasuke was pale skinned from never seeing the sun, he had inky black hair, and with his new immortality, he was blessed with deep red eyes. Hinata would complement on how Sasuke looked like his 'handsome father.' Itachi loved how Hinata stroked his ego and didn't even know she was doing it. Itachi had ordered a few escorts to lead his wife back to the docks and prepared a nanny to care for his son until she returned. As much as Itachi would love for Kurenai to meet her grandson, he rather has his own bounding time with Sasuke.
"Oh Sasuke," Hinata spoke softly to her boy. He was still laid against her chest with his head closer to her neck. She lightly stroked his soft tuffs of hair, "Mother needs to get ready to go up to see your Grandmother." She laughed lightly as he began to whine and she was sure he was frowning. Hinata slowly stood up and dropped her book to the ground. She walked off her garden and back into the castle. "You're as stubborn as your Father," she kissed his hand. Hinata entered the throne room and then walked to Itachi's study; He was sitting at his large desk and she smiled when Itachi finally looked up at her. "Are you sure that you will be okay with Sasuke? He can be some trouble sometimes."
"I am ruler of the Underworld," Itachi said with a sigh and smirked at her, "I think I can handle one small boy."
"He is a small prince," Hinata said as she walked up to his desk. "It will be much harder than that." Hinata rocked back and forth, "You know that you can call me back at any time."
"I know," he stood up and smiled. He lightly took Sasuke from her and held him with one arm. Sasuke didn't react well but Itachi kept a firm hold on him. "See," he patted Sasuke's back and smiled to Hinata. "You just convince your mother that you are needed here and not up there." Hinata smiled and kissed Itachi, but when they pulled apart Sasuke began to cry and reach to her again. Hinata felt her heart break and quickly gave Sasuke a kiss on the forehead. Itachi had to hold back his son from just dropping to the ground once Hinata left. Itachi held up his son so that they were eye to eye. "Behave Sasuke, you foolish boy." He smirked as Sasuke glared at him.
Sasuke waved his arms around and looked to be trying to kick at him, but Itachi just held him to his chest again and carried him to the nursery he had made for him. Inside, three nannies stood waiting to care for Sasuke. Itachi sat him down on the floor and watched as Sasuke crawled around and banged toys against one another. He was rather amused as the boy would pick up wooden weapons and take out some pent up anger and stuffed toys. Itachi would have to be sure to make a Minato stuffed toy so he could watch his son beat it. Itachi chuckled as Sasuke looked up at him and swung the wooden sword at his feet; Itachi knelt down and poked the boy's nose. Sasuke was a bit startled by it and fell to his back and whined. "Foolish boy," Itachi sat him back up and handed him the sword again, "I am King. I over rule you." He stood back up and looked to the three nannies that were nothing more than bones, "If anything happens to him, all of you will be punished."
"Yes Dark Lord," the three said and bowed as he left.
Itachi went to the library and was surprised to see the Fates look at him, and then to one another.
The three sharked a chuckle.
"What was that all about?" Itachi asked as he picked up the book of death.
"I over rule you," Anko mocked
"A Prince that owes his life to the Darkest Lady." Tsunade
"A Prince that would do anything to repay her." Shizune
"Even overthrow the great King of the Underworld." They all said and then cackled with one another as Itachi frowned at what had just transpired. He took the book and walked back to his office before he could even think of a reason to go back and check on his son. Sasuke was nothing more than a baby that still had no idea of his new God Status; he was of no threat to anyone. Sure, Itachi would teach him to fight, but Itachi would always be better.
That was just a fact.
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~Ten Years Later~
"Mother," Sasuke called as he ran from his 'personal study' (Hinata called it his 'play room' but Sasuke was too much of a man for that) when he caught the sound of the large doors opening. He had silver sword strapped to his back and his robes were an inky black and covered his whole body; unlike his father's robes that exposed part of his chest. Sasuke skidded around a corner and quickly calmed himself to a walk when he saw his father exiting the library. Sasuke sneered as Itachi walked ahead of him like he didn't know Sasuke was behind him. Sasuke touched the back of his head and pouted since both his parents had long hair, yet his hair refused to grow very long without looking terrible. Right now, one of his nannies had cut his hair so that the back part stuck up and he had bangs that framed his face.
"Sasuke," Itachi finally said as he glanced back to the boy, "You be sure to say hello to your Grandmother as well." He smirked when Sasuke frowned. Itachi and Sasuke shared the same distaste when it came to Kurenai; she still made Hinata leave ever six months. Sasuke huffed as Itachi chuckled and poked his forehead, "Foolish boy."
"Stop that," Sasuke glared up at him. They both entered the throne room and Sasuke held back a smile when he saw Hinata standing at one of the long tables of food. "Mother," he walked up to her and she turned to him and smiled. Sasuke blushed lightly as she met him half way and hugged him tightly.
"Hello my little Prince," she spoke sweetly and kissed his forehead. Hinata then let go and went over to Itachi and gave him a kiss on the lips. She blushed when he held her in an embrace and stroked her head. "I'm so glad that you missed me."
"I always miss you," he spoke lightly and kissed her temple. Itachi glanced to Sasuke and watched his son seethe in anger and glare at him. He pulled away slowly and grabbed the fruit from her. "Hungry, Hinata?" he smirked and bit in the fruit. He held the piece between his teeth and leaned back down to her. She blushed but took the bait and took a bite. He chuckled as he ate his piece as she blushed and ate hers. He looked over and smirked at Sasuke, "Would you like some Sasuke?" He tossed the fruit and only chuckled when the boy used his broad sword to cut the fruit in half.
"Oh my little Prince," Hinata scolded as she picked up the two halves. "Your father was just offering you something to eat."
"I was not hungry," Sasuke seethed as he glared at a smirking Itachi. He watched as Hinata tossed the two pieces between the three winged demons that were perched like gargoyles. He looked away, "I am sorry." He blushed when he felt her stroke his hair and kiss his temple.
"You're as stubborn as your father," she smiled, "and that's why I love you so much."
Sasuke kept back the need to growl. He was always compared to Itachi and he hated it. He hated it more when his mother said how much she loved him was because he related so much to his father. It was like he couldn't be his own person. Sasuke grabbed a bowl of fruit and muttered about going back to his study. He scoffed when Itachi had nodded and took the attention of Hinata again and led her to their bedroom. Like Sasuke didn't know what was going on. It sickened him. Why would someone like his mother, his sweet and kind mother, want someone like his sick and cold father? Sasuke glared as he kicked open the door and glared at the two guards that stood by; they never bothered to open doors for him anyway. Sasuke made it clear that he didn't need help from anyone, but they only listened when his father said it to them again. Sasuke was Prince; he didn't need his father's threats.
"Argh!" He yelled as he took one of his daggers and threw it at the wall. He smirked as the blade drove in four inches deep. If there was one thing Sasuke was the best at, it was weaponry. He pulled the dagger out of the wall and put it back in the holster on the belt he left on the table. He went over to the window and watched as long lines of souls were being processed and taken to the different parts of hell. He sneered as he looked down at the pathetic mortals. He hated them all. He hated that he used to be one of them. Sasuke would never tell his mother, but he was curious as to why his birth with her was not etched in stone. When he was little, he didn't like how he was so unknown to the mortal souls. His mother promised to make sure the whole world knew of the Prince of treasures. Sasuke had a gift for growing, like his mother, but he could only grow the jewels that his father was known for. Riches oddly enough came from the dirt; when he was seven, he watched with glee as the spirits of the mortals begged him to grant their family riches. They practically tried to sell their souls to them. His mother said he couldn't and shouldn't be bribed, so he listened.
He was shocked to find out that the only reason he was alive was because of the bribery his mother did. Sasuke found out he was once human from the Fates. His mother was away with his grandmother and his father was just busy. Sasuke looked through the death book and saw his name. Only a day later, his name was back in the book of the living. He snuck into his father's room and saw his string of life and when he looked close enough, he saw the mend in his string. He yelled and destroyed his study with a fit of fury. He wasn't really a God, he was a made one. His mother saved his life, gave him another chance to live when his first one didn't, and all he could do was try to impress her with helping in her garden, showing his fighting skills, and getting through books she read with his father. He owed her everything and he could give her nothing worth it. Sasuke got the nannies to clean up as he went to her garden; he would add more jewels that looked like his mother's eyes.
Sasuke huffed as he turned away from the window and grabbed his bow and arrow. He would go out back to the part of his yard that overlooked the area of punishment. He would love to shoot arrows at them; he would even get gifts from the other Gods and Goddess; they all said 'nice shot.' Sasuke slowed his walk as he got closer to the library and peeked. The Fates were around the eye again. He was curious as they worked on the loom to make new strings. One would write in the book and he watched as books and scrolls floated about the room to be put back in their right places. Sasuke's eyes widen when they caught the gleam of the scissors. His mother had told him it was a special pair of scissors that the Fates used and that he was never to touch them. Sasuke was also told by his father that the scissors could not cut through their strings, but Sasuke knew the real reason to why his father told him that piece of information.
His father and he were never on good terms even though they acted like it when his mother was home.
Sasuke snuck in and reached for the weapons, but he jumped back when Anko grabbed his wrist and glared at him with her eye-less face. "What do you think you are doing Dark Prince?" He was quiet and refused to look at her. She smirked and looked over to her sisters. "Would you like to become one of the Fates?" He glared as he looked at the floor and the other laughed at him. "Silly boy," she scoffed and let go of him, "go back to your play room."
"Don't be so hard on him;" Shizune said with a light giggle, "we all know why he's here."
"I wonder why he even bother's anymore." Tsunade said with a shrug and pulled another string. "The little Prince will be nothing, but a little Prince.
"Not fit for a Queen- whoop," Anko smirked as Sasuke glared. "Said too much."
"Shut up," Sasuke glared at her. "Get back to your work." They scoffed but said nothing. He left the room in a huff and clutched his bow a bit tighter than needed. He was sure to get some good gifts from Minato since everyone he saw was getting an arrow to the eye.
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Hinata sighed as she sat on her bed and brushed through her hair. A blush was painted on her cheeks, "Do you really have to…insist right when I get home?"
Itachi smirked as he adjusted his robes, "Is it wrong that I miss my wife?"
"No…" she trailed off as she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She fixed her clasps and neatly placed her crown back on her head. She smiled coyly as Itachi came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I miss you, but…not like that…" she blushed and glanced at him. "Is that the only way you ever miss me?"
"Of course not," he smirked, "I miss how you wake up before me and watch my sleep." He chuckled as she blushed red. "I miss sitting together and reading. I miss how you help me with my work. How well you can handle the boy, or how you scrunch up your nose whenever you are troubled." Itachi kissed her cheek and then placed his chin on her head. "I just like to show me how much I love you," he smirked as she sighed. "I bet Sasuke is out torturing the tortured; why don't we have something to eat before Pein comes after me for the lack of good souls."
"That sounds nice," she smiled and lightly removed Itachi's grip from around her waist. She took his hand and led him out of the room. She giggled as he picked her up and carried her to the throne room. She clutched to him tighter and kissed him. "You spoil me."
"It's one of the other things I love to do." He smirked and placed her on her feet. "Should I go get him?" Hinata nodded and as he went for Sasuke, she began to set up in the dining room. Itachi smiled lightly as he walked down the halls and found the door still open. He took in a breath and sighed as he watched Sasuke grab another arrow and aim for a woman that had caused Ino's lover to cheat on her; she was having her eyes pecked out for looking at what wasn't hers. "Aim for the heart Sasuke," Itachi said calmly as he stood beside him, "the pain would be greater for her." He chuckled when Sasuke just muttered under his breath but still took his advice. They both smirked as she cried out in pain; she stopped once the arrow vanished and reappeared with the others. "Your mother is waiting in the dining area to eat. Make sure that you look decent."
"Alright," he nodded and picked up his things. He and Itachi walked back into the hall with Itachi closing the door behind them. "Father," Sasuke looked back at him, "did mother say anything about her stay with grandmother?"
"She may have mentioned something about Kurenai wanting to spend time with you," Itachi spoke calmly as he walked slightly behind his son back to Sasuke's study. "I think she complimented on how well you have been placing the riches," he smirked when he saw his son blush, "she and Kisame are pleased that you have even placed riches on ocean floors."
"I thought it up thanks to the maps she brings back," he said as he opened the door and glared as the guards bowed. "Will grandmother be coming by then?"
"Most likely," Itachi sighed as he thought of all the negatives she would bring up again and again; she did every time she came here. "So be on your best behavior."
"I know," he said as he put away his weapons instead of the sword on his back. He went over to a bowl of water and cleaned his face and hands. He looked back over to Itachi and frowned, "You don't have to wait for me."
"Is it wrong that I want to spend time with my only son?" He smirked and ran his fingers over the writing in the scroll Sasuke had left open. He took in the words that the boy wrote and smiled as he kept track of everything that happened, but not his thoughts on it; that must have been another scroll. "Tell me Sasuke," he glanced to him as he fixed his sandals, "are you happy here?"
"This is my home," Sasuke answered and tried to fix his hair. "It will always be my home."
"That does not answer the question Sasuke." Itachi said as he stepped out and Sasuke rushed out after him. "So, give me one."
"I am," Sasuke said and looked up to Itachi. "Are you happy here?"
"I am now," he said with a lightly smile and ruffled the boy's hair. "Now that I have my wife and my son." Before Sasuke could respond back, they made it to the dining area and Sasuke stopped. He stared with awe as his mother placed down another bowl of fruit and grains. She glanced back and smiled at him; just with her eyes he was beckoned to come over. Sasuke went to his seat and sat down as Hinata placed a plate before him and a wine glass filled with ambrosia. He smiled at the thought that his mother still worried about him. "Sasuke," Itachi smirked, "why don't you tell your mother about your perfect shots?"
Sasuke glared at him, "Mother just got back-"
"Do not be silly Sasuke," Hinata smiled at him as she sat back down beside Itachi. "I would love to hear about it."
Sasuke growled under his breath since he knew what Itachi was trying to do. Now, he had to tell his sweet mother that he goes out and shoots and tormented souls just for the hell of it. He shifted in his seat as he tried to say it in the best way possible. "Well…I was practicing…and I got off the perfect shot…right through the center."
"Stop being coy Sasuke," Itachi said as he grabbed his win glass. "Hinata knows that you go out and shoot at those being punished." He glanced to an uneasy Hinata. "Right through a woman's heart."
"Impressive," Hinata trailed off and took a rather large gulp of her wine. She hated how comfortable her two boys were with the thought of death and torture. But she really couldn't say much against it; this was her home and what they had to do. She smiled to a blushing Sasuke; she knew that he thought she had no idea and would not want her to find out. He was such a mama's boy. "It truly is Sasuke; you're a better shot that your father."
Itachi pouted, "That was just cruel," he smirked as she just giggled. He loved it when she teased him. "Like you are the greatest fighter."
"And how would you know?" Hinata challenged with a smiled and a mischievous look in her eyes.
"Is that a duel I hear you challenging?" Itachi smirked and leaned in closer to whisper in her ear. "Since I have a grand idea at the price the loser will have to pay." Hinata blushed and turned away from him as he chuckled and leaned back in his seat.
"Can I eat now?" Sasuke asked with slight disgust.
"Please do," Hinata smiled at him with her face still flushed. Sasuke just rolled his eyes and took a large bite into the pomegranate. He only ate them because they were Hinata's favorite. Sasuke just listened to his parents talk about certain issues in the Underworld and how certain Gods were on them for not honoring the promise they made with mortals. The soldiers were promised rebirth to better homes, sailors were promised to be rewarded for their work on the sea, and all the ones in between. Sasuke thought the whole thing was just a hassle; his parents did enough work as it was. Sasuke poked at a bright red tomato. "Is something wrong my Prince," Hinata asked as she caught her son playing with his food.
"Nothing is wrong," he said dully as he stabbed the tomato and watched as the juices poured out.
"You seem so down," Hinata pouted a little and blushed. "Are you not happy to see that I came back home?" She held back a giggle as she watched her son sputter out how he was so happy that she was back with his face as red as the tomato he had abused. She finally let a giggle slip through and Sasuke came to an abrupt stop once he heard. Her smile only grew when she saw her son glaring at her with the brightest red cheeks she had ever seen. "You are too adorable my little Prince." She composed herself again and placed her hands on her lap, "I am sorry Sasuke."
"Okay," he muttered. He rubbed the back of his neck, "Mother," his voice was light almost a whisper. Hinata caught it though and looked to her son. "Do you think…that one day I can be more than a Prince?"
Hinata was a little taken back by the question and looked to Itachi for some sort of guidance to the question. Itachi watched his son with careful eyes and then let out a held breath. "I'm sorry Sasuke," he said slowly, "but I am the one ruler of the Underworld. Not even my heir can take that away." He grabbed his wine glass, "I can assure you that you are a king of treasures. Only you could bless the mortals with something so priceless; the one thing that can make a man a king on his world, and bring them all to war." He took a drink and nodded to him, "You hold a great power."
Sasuke just nods. He wasn't satisfied with his answer but he didn't dislike it either. He wasn't too keen on the mortals, but his mother had tried to save them and ease their troubled souls. Sasuke pushed away from the table, "May I leave?"
"Yes Sasuke," Itachi said and Sasuke left his mother and father to talk. He walked back to his mother's garden and checked on his gems that he had planted to grow big. He sighed when he saw that they had barely grown since he last saw them. It was bad enough that he would always be under his father, but now he could never do anything to please his mother.
How was he going to thank her for giving him life?
The question plagued his mind every waking moment.
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~ A Decade Later~
Hinata sighed happily as she sat on her husband's throne with her legs hanging over one arm and her back against the other arm. A larger book in her hands and a very free day made the Queen very happy. No war, food was a plenty, and health was better. It left Hinata with little work to do, but Itachi was still as busy as always. Meetings, dealing with the lower parts of the Underworld, and not to forget that her son was getting a little restless. Hinata looked up at the ceiling and smiled at the thought of her little prince. Sasuke had finally grown up to in a perfect young man that had a knack for fighting. Hinata wasn't sure how much she liked how much Sasuke took pleasure in assigning the guilty to punishments. It was a little unnerving, but it was her family. Hinata looked back at her book and continued to read; she smiled at the thought that Itachi was never going to be able to catch up with her. She giggled and kicked her feet a bit; she loved feeling so young and foolish at times.
Sasuke watched his mother as he stood in the shadow of the hall. He had his arms crossed over his chest and a dull expression on his face. Sasuke had gotten most of his work down and has declined many invitations to go to Olympus on behalf of some goddesses. He wished they would leave him alone; he was the Prince of the Underworld and that meant he did not leave the Underworld. It was bad enough when they came down here, or sent some stupid demigods or mortals to come and get him. Ino even had the audacity to have a man try and kidnap his mother so that he would have to come and get her, but before Sasuke could do anything his father took care of it. He glared and let out a low growl.
His father was again his mother's savior.
As the years passed, Sasuke and Itachi had grown distant and were at each other throats constantly, not that Itachi ever showed it. In all truth, Sasuke was the one on the violent end and Itachi was calmer and passive. Itachi didn't even give Sasuke the time of day anymore. Sasuke knew it was just to insult him though, to undermine him like that. His father was a cold hearted bastard and Sasuke knew it; the only thing was that his mother could not see it. Though, he was sure that his father had tricked her into staying, since he knew how his mother got there. It made him mad, to think that his bastard father kidnaped Hinata from her home and locked her up in his castle (basically). Sasuke asked the Fates why his mother stayed, and they told him since not only had she eaten in the Underworld, but that Hinata had actually loved him. She had opened her heart to another man slightly by force. He was not surprised that the mortals called her story, 'The rape of Hinata.' His father stained her lips with the sin of the fruit from the Underworld. His grandmother even told him even though that she loved him, that his birth reminded her that her pure daughter was gone. Sasuke felt sick with the thought.
He never really liked his father, but his mother…Sasuke loved his mother.
Almost…too much.
Sasuke was in her debt for what she had done for him. Bribed Madara for his life and gave him immortality. He was a god because of her and he could never think of how to repay…until today that is. Sasuke had been going over everything that he knew about his mother, her life, and who she really was. He even went through records of her life in the Underworld before he came along. He went to workers to get their observation and he was never able to find something to give her to finally repay his debt. Sasuke was about ready to give up. He had gone over his scrolls for the hundredth time but he came upon a scroll that one of Hinata's old maids wrote up for him. It was all about Hinata and Itachi's relationship; he figured out why he never looked through it until then. Sasuke leafed through a few pages and came upon something rather interesting. His mother had been craving for a child way before she finally got Sasuke. The maid wrote down how she would overhear the two in their quarters…trying to have a baby –Hinata's intentions and Itachi…his intentions were something else-. Sasuke was grossed out to put it bluntly, but it was odd. Why had they not just had their own child? They did it plenty of times according to the maid's notes.
But, it gave him an idea of what he could do for his mother; to finally pay her back for saving him from a life as rebirth as a mortal.
Sasuke took in a deep breath as his mother finally got up and made her way to the hallway he was in. He kept a calm demeanor and waited until she was close enough before he tried to speak.
"Hello my Prince," Hinata smiled as she walked over and gave him a kiss on the forehead (she had to get on her tiptoes for that). "It's nice to see you out of your study," she laughed lightly as he rolled his eyes. She smiled kindly and continued to walk off, "I hope to see you at dinner."
"Wait," Sasuke said as he grabbed Hinata's wrist and stopped her from leaving. "I have to thank you."
"For what?" She asked in confusion as she tilted her head to the side.
Sasuke looked around like he was watching for someone, but then look her back in the eyes. "For saving me…and making me your son." Hinata was a little taken back by that; she had been found out. "I figured it out a long time ago actually…but I never wanted to say anything since I knew you would be upset."
"Oh my little prince," she frowned, "I'm so sorry that you had to find out…I-I don't know what to say-"
"Nothing," he cut her off. "You don't have to say anything. I am not angry. I am happy that you did." He blushed lightly and shifted on his feet. "You gave me a chance as life as a great god and that is greater than any rebirth could have given me." He took in a deep breath and kept a series look, "And now, I have a way that I can truly show you my gratitude." She looked at him with slight confusion. Sasuke kept his emotions straight, but the blush crawled up his neck, "Hinata…I will give you the one thing that you desired most in this world," he took in another steady breath, "a child to bear." He watched as her eyes widened and a blush bloomed on her pale cheeks. He felt as she grew tense in his hold and he slowly shifted his hand so that it was in a light hold with hers. "I can give you the child you wanted to have from your own womb."
"S-S-Sasuke…?" She dropped her book and put her hand over her mouth.
Sasuke tightened his grip on her hand since he knew that she was about to run. "Hinata, you have to accept this. I…I love you dearly and would give you my own life back. I am yours to use since you are the reason I stand here."
She began to shake her head at a slow pace and then sped up. Hinata didn't say anything, but she didn't have to. She pulled her hand out of his grip and ran off before he could say anything else to her. Sasuke sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He knew exactly why she ran; he could see it in her eyes. She was ashamed since she was considering the idea; he smirked and felt his blush die away.
"Do not get cocky my son." Sasuke spun around and glared as he saw Itachi standing there with his own smirk. "As you seem to forget, Hinata is my wife and not yours." He walked towards the male and what Sasuke though was about to be a fight turned out to be nothing. He kept his glare on him as Itachi stopped by his side and glanced at him. "She is too faithful to be with you-"
"But I am so much like you father." Sasuke said mockingly with his own smirk back. Itachi frowned and glared at Sasuke. "I can give her something that you never can. For once, I am better than you are, and trust me," Sasuke had an evil glint in his eyes. "I will be much better than you ever wished you could be with Hinata."
"We'll see about that Sasuke," Itachi poked his forehead and walked off. "But right now, I must go and comfort my wife about the horrible things her son has told her." He smirked and with a wave, left Sasuke standing in the halls.
Sasuke knew this was not over. It was far from over.
(End)
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