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Tears of the Unworthy	By : MudbloodMalfoy Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 9330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Two:

New Life

After Ino brought up the thought of whether or not Itachi knew about her pregnancy, Sakura began thinking of him more often. She thought back to when they had first met, before the massacre. He had already been a Chuunin, and was watching over the Academy class Sakura was in. When the little girl had almost been attacked by a fellow classmate, Itachi had stepped in and sent the other child on her way. Sakura had hero-worshiped the stoic boy after that.

Sasuke was, of course, extremely jealous of Sakura's affection to Itachi. Only he could have his aniki's attention! Itachi, for his part, never really noticed how intent the pink haired child was on spending time with him.

For years, the young girl carried her halfway-hidden torch for the older Uchiha. Then, after the massacre, she had hidden it even more. Nobody wanted to be told that the person you loved had killed his entire family. So, Sakura had transferred her adoration onto the next viable male: Sasuke.

The two were enough alike so that most of Sakura's feeling attached quite easily onto the younger of the Uchiha. Some of the emotion was just too strong to surrender its hold on the elder of the two.

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At 16, Sakura had met Itachi again for the first time after the massacre. She had been separated from her team and was tracking her way back home when she had come upon the lone Akatsuki member in a small village just inside Fire's borders. All at once, the old emotion came slamming home. She had stopped in the middle of the busy street and was almost run over by a traveling merchant.

Itachi had recognized her, of course. Who could miss that pink hair? Remembering the young girl she had once been, Itachi had flashed to her side and saved her from being run over. They had ended up in a back alley, and Sakura had glanced up at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

“Why did you save me?”

“I...couldn't let you get hurt.”

At the time, the response had confused her. Enough to where she agreed to a cup of tea with him. The impromptu meeting had knocked the poor kunoichi off-kilter. By the end of their cups of tea, Sakura had fallen all over again.

For two years, Itachi would surprise the kunoichi with a meeting at a tea shop somewhere along the route she was traveling on a mission. She didn't know why he kept meeting her, or why she didn't inform Konoha of the regularity of his appearances. She enjoyed him being her little secret.

In all the times they met, as intimate of subjects as they discussed, sex was never brought up. They spoke of children, and Sakura had been adamant on her opinion of making Jounin rank before even thinking about children. Itachi had gazed at her with an unreadable expression as she went on to say that she would never accept a mate who would not share equally in raising whatever children they had together.

They never touched, never even got close physically, but somehow, those meetings drove the Uchiha into a frenzy. He began to notice the Genin's body filling out into a more womanly shape, her curves becoming more pronounced. As her body changed, so did his. Where once he pushed desires for the flesh into the background of his mind, now they were constantly at the front. His dreams were filled with Sakura, imaginings of her lush body, held down by his own. When he realized where his musings were beginning to wander, he stopped meeting the object of his awakened desires abruptly. After a few months, Sakura had given up. Just one more male in a long line that had thought her to be not worth the trouble.

When he had caught her inside her house, at first she had been overjoyed. Then, cold reason slid into its place. She had been naïve to think he had felt anything for her all those years ago. She was angry with him and with herself because she had let herself fall for the traitor all over again. After he had turned her own body against her, using his not-inconsiderable skill to make her want him, she had seen just how selfish and unfeeling he really was.

At night, Sakura ran her hands over her burgeoning belly and wept at her own ignorance. Who was she to change a man who had, for so long, carried his hatred and resentment of the very village she had sworn her life to protect. Who was she to make the man who had turned on his own family so fatally, fall for her in the same way she had fallen for him? And so, Sakura wept the tears of the brokenhearted, desperate for answers as to why she was so unlovable and unwanted.

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In the last week of her gestation, Sakura was in the final stages of completing her home for the babies. Extremely pregnant, Sakura was working at eliminating every speck of dust from her apartment. She had woken with a start that morning, worried that one or both of her babies would be allergic to dust. By half past three, she had cleaned every room except the kitchen. She was on her way to that very room, wanting to get some tea, when she felt her water break. Uh-oh...this isn't good, she thought. Sakura waddled to the phone and dialed Ino, TenTen and Hinata and told them all the same short message: The babies are coming.

Trusting Ino to call Tsunade and the other women at the hospital, Sakura went to her room to pack her things for her hospital stay. As she walked into the room, she looked around at the sad bleakness of it. Whitewash walls, black curtains, and a black bedspread, with barely any pictures or mementos in view, she felt a little sad that she had never redecorated like she had wanted to. She had gotten Naruto to paint the babies' nursery a sunny, warm yellow, but had never gotten around to the rest of the house like she had planned. After Naruto and Hinata became a permanent couple, not yet married but eventually, it had been hard for Sakura to drag him away from his deepening relationship with Hinata to paint walls for his pregnant teammate.

Sakura shook herself from her musings, then grabbed her backpack to pack her things. She grabbed some clothes, a pair each of shoes and slippers, toothbrush and toothpaste, and Itachi's necklace. She had found it the morning after she and Ino moved furniture. Where once she had hated the sight of it, she now took it as an apology and felt oddly comforted wearing it. She didn't realize that the comfort was part of the jutsu on the necklace, making her want to wear it, so the male who gave it to her could have more contact and information about her.

Just as Sakura finished her packing, Ino, Hinata, TenTen, and Tsunade piled into her room. Tsunade told Ino and TenTen to grab Sakura's bags, and Hinata to go through the house and turn everything off. Tsunade got a wheelchair out of Sakura's closet, left there for this very purpose, and settled Sakura into it with a blanket over her lap. Tsunade made a few hands signs, then both her and Sakura were transported to the hospital. As soon as they were there, a nurse rushed Sakura to the Maternity Ward. The nurse administered an IV and checked to see how far into labor she was.

As the nurse left the room, Sakura thought I knew I should've packed something to read or amuse myself with. As soon as that thought left her head, Ino and TenTen and Hinata popped into room with all sorts of fun things for the bed-ridden kunoichi to do. Ino brought fashion magazines, TenTen brought weapons magazines, and Hinata brought puzzle books. As a special treat, they had brought along Sakura's favorite board game, Shogi. They took turns playing, while the ones who weren't playing read a magazine or did a puzzle. A few hours later, after the other kunoichi had left, Sakura felt the pain crescendo. She buzzed for the nurse and requested pain medication. As the nurse shot a dose of the medication into the IV, Sakura felt one of the babies moving around inside her.

"Nurse, I think it's time. I felt one of the babies shifting down," Sakura said to the nurse.

"Don't be silly. You haven't been in labor long enough," the nurse said to her in a condescending tone.

"I'm a medical ninja, dammit. I think I know when I'm having a child!" she pointed out. Loudly.

A little flustered and more than a little angry, the nurse went outside to get a doctor. When the doctor checked Sakura again, he let out a disbelieving sound.

"This has certainly never happened before. One of the babies is already crowning. Nurse, get a blanket and get this little one cleaned off," he said as he finished delivering the baby, then handed it to the nurse. He turned back to Sakura and told her to get ready for the next baby to be born. As the next one was born, it let out a hearty wail. Sakura gave a sigh of contentment that her job was done. They're really here aren't they? she thought to herself.

A nurse brought her first child to her, marked by a string tied loosely around its wrist. "Congratulations. You have a beautiful baby girl," she said as the baby was handed to her mother. Sakura took one look at her child and felt tears well up. She looked so much like Itachi it hurt. Black tufts of hair, shot through with natural pink highlights, deep onyx eyes, and a curious gaze, she was everything Sakura could've wished for. Ten fingers and ten toes, two eyes and ears, a tiny little mouth and nose; she was beautiful.

Sakura was tugged away from her inner musings as the nurse brought her other child, this time a boy. His hair, though, was completely black. His eyes were emerald, like her own, but with black rings around the irises. Both of her children were completely normal, save for the strange hair and eye coloring. The only thing she could've wished for at that moment was for a loving mate to be there beside her, sharing her joy at having two healthy children. She felt a few tears fall from her eyes as she thought of what Itachi could have been, but shook off the sad thought. She had just given birth and she was not going to sit there thinking of that rat-bastard while she could be enjoying her first few moments with her children.

She refused to give back her children as the nurses moved her to the recovery ward. Being Lady Tsunade's apprentice really pays off sometimes, Sakura thought as she looked around her room. It was one of the better rooms, with a TV and a cot in the corner for a family member to sleep on. It was painted white but had colorful decorations. Paintings and children's drawings, pretty curtains on the windows, and the sheets on the bed were pink with small black polka-dots on it. Sakura was sitting up and playing with her babies when the rest of the Rookie Nine kunoichi came bursting into the room, loaded down with gifts. They all but threw the bags and boxes down when they saw the two dark heads on Sakura's bed. Ino was the first to reach the bed, and she made good use of that fact. Under Sakura's watchful eye, she picked the baby girl up and began rocking her.

"What are you going to name her, Sakura?" Ino asked.

"I'm not sure yet. I was thinking about naming her Mikoto. Then I thought about Itachi or Sasuke finding out about that and realized I actually like having my head attached," Sakura told Ino.

"Well, she doesn't look like a Mikoto. Plus, I don't think Itachi would like that, either," TenTen said.

"I think I might name her Suki. And the boy Makoto. What do you think?" Sakura looked at her friends.

"Well, they're your children. It's not up to us. We could go find Itachi and ask him... Of course, we might not live to make it back to tell you..." Ino broke off as she saw Sakura's eyes well up with tears. "Omigosh! What did I say? Was it the part about Itachi? I'm so sorry, Sakura! I didn't think it would upset you!”

"It's okay, Ino. I just...I just wish he was a normal man who could've seen them take their first breaths like I did, not a nuke-nin who doesn't even care that his one-night stand got pregnant. Itachi may not want them, but it was a special moment. I can't believe I'm crying over this," Sakura said, then burst into more tears. Ino, Hinata, and TenTen spent the next five minutes trying to calm the pink-haired kunoichi down. None of them saw the crimson eyes that watched them from outside the window.

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Itachi watched for an hour as the kunoichi fawned over the newborns. Finally, pleading exhaustion, Sakura asked them to leave. She looked over at her children in their hospital cribs and smiled as she drifted to sleep. Itachi slipped inside the room and walked silently to the cribs. He looked down the sleeping family and felt his nonexistent heart warm. “They look so peaceful,” he thought. He picked his son up and looked at his strange-colored eyes as he woke up. The child smiled at Itachi, as though he knew he was looking at his father. Itachi held the boy close to him, studying his child. When the boy yawned and closed his eyes, Itachi placed his son back in the crib. Turning, he gently picked up his daughter. Unlike her brother, she stayed asleep, snuggling closer to Itachi in search of warmth. Stroking the baby's odd hair, he glanced at Sakura.

Reaching a hand toward the sleeping kunoichi, he stopped when a kunai was pressed to his neck. The clone on the bed slept on as the real Sakura stepped between Itachi and the newborns. His other hand reached toward the new mother behind him.

"Do that, and I promise you will regret it," Sakura said in a deadly tone.

Itachi said nothing, simply standing there silently. Sakura didn't lower the kunai, but it wavered a bit from her sheer exhaustion from giving birth. Itachi attempted to turn around, but stopped when Sakura raised the kunai threateningly. Sakura blinked as her vision wavered and found their positions reversed. Itachi was behind Sakura, her arms trapped by his as his lips brushed her ear.

"You shouldn't have sharp weapons near our children. You could've hurt one of them," Itachi said in a condescending tone, his warm breath sending shivers down Sakura's spine.

"I know how to handle kunai, Itachi. I'm a kunoichi," she snapped, cursing her traitorous body for responding to his.

"Not anymore. You will stay home and care for our children."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? Do you really think I would want you anywhere near my children?" Sakura asked in disbelief.

"I want to be in their lives...and yours. I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry. But I'm not sorry about getting you pregnant. I didn't expect you to get pregnant, but in a way, I'm glad you did. This is a chance to rebuild the Uchiha clan without the influence of the elders. With you as my mate, we can do this, Sakura. We just have to work together. Now go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up," he told her as he walked her forward to the bed and released her.

Sakura was still reeling over everything he had said. Itachi rarely said so much at once. She decided to take his advice, though. She really was tired. As she drifted off to sleep, she felt him kiss her cheek. She rewarded him with a polite slap to the cheek.

Itachi stood there for a minute, holding the cheek Sakura had slapped, and listening to his little family sleeping. He sank into a chair beside the window and watched the sun as it completed its journey behind the mountains in the distance.
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