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Part 3: Betrayal
21: Jump

Sasuke lifted Tsuneo onto his lap. Naruto had Teruko on one knee and Takara on the other. The older children were milling about waiting for the countdown.
“Do you understand what we are doing?” he asked his youngest son.
“Yes, Papa,” Tsuneo assured him. “We are going to talk to Ry-chan and Hi-chan but it will be weird because their words will take a long time to get to us.”
“Even though the words are travelling like light,” Takara added, “and light travels really fast.”
“It’s because we’re a long way away,” explained Teruko.
“That’s right,” Sasuke agreed. “Here comes the countdown.”
The older children gathered closer. Hoshi, Yuki, Haru and Kazuki managed to squash onto the couch with them while Keizo, Yoshimi, Yasushi and Kuuya sat on the floor in front.

They had been able to converse with Hikaru and Ryuu for the first few days after the Silver Leaf had undocked. Then the lag had become too great so they had started sending video messages back and forth. It had not been the same; it felt wrong not to have the whole family involved at the same time.
Haru had come up with an idea for the latest exchange. Each end had prepared a video that lasted for the lag. The video had been sent in advance, as soon as the link was established. At the end of the countdown each end would send greeting and then watch the other’s video. By the time the video was finished, the greeting would have arrived. Then they could watch those at the other end’s reacting to the videos.
“Five, four, three, two, one,” Naruto counted down.
“Greetings Hi-chan and Ry-chan,” they chorused. “Give our regards to Inari-san and Tayuya-san.”
“We love you and miss you,” Naruto added.

The video, like the ones before it, was wonderful. Sasuke did not think he had ever seen Hikaru so excited and involved or Ryuu so confident. This one included more about the planet with a standardised ecology. The Silver Leaf had moved into a lower orbit, which meant that the images were more detailed. They had launched twelve probes, all of which were sending back data.
Then there was the everyday stuff. Hikaru now understood that duties were not only about doing your duty, but making life onboard ship better for everyone.
Sasuke could remember the same experience when he had begun catting on the Silver Leaf.
The video ended with a great clip of the four of them having a sing-song. After that came Hi-chan and Ry-chan’s greeting.
“Don’t cry, To-chan,” Teruko said.
Sasuke looked in time to see Naruto wipe away a tear. He slipped an arm around his waist and gave him a squeeze.
“I’m fine, Te-chan,” Naruto insisted. He looked at the camera, realising that the images were on their way to Ryuu and Hikaru. “Parents do soppy stuff like crying when their children grow up.”
“We are so proud of you,” Sasuke added. “You are doing such a fine job of assisting Inari-san and Tayuya-san.”

That evening Naruto sat in the nursery with the triplets until they were asleep, something he did not usually do unless one of them was upset. Sasuke recognised the signs, visited the head and prepared himself thoroughly. He then stripped and waited for him on their bed.
Finally Naruto came through and slid the door shut behind him. Sasuke held out his arms and Naruto came to him.
“We have to let them go,” Naruto acknowledged, holding Sasuke tight as if to compensate. “Otherwise we will lose them.”

There were no more words. Naruto stripped naked and knelt opposite him. Sasuke smiled, recognising that they were falling into the pattern of their first time together.
Like then, Naruto moved first, flowing towards him. Warm breath was followed by the touch of silky fur, stiff whiskers and a supple tongue across his belly and up his ribs. Then Naruto’s mouth was caressing his nipple with lips and tongue before moving on to the dip above Sasuke's collarbone, along the tendon of his neck and into the hollow below the angle of his jawbone. There Naruto placed a tiny nip.
Six of their sequence of seven kisses followed; the brush, the peck, lips, tongues, Sasuke plundering Naruto's mouth, Naruto invading Sasuke's.
No seventh; Naruto needed to fuck him and Sasuke wanted to be fucked.
He was lifted from his knees and laid on his back. Naruto smiled, waiting for him to buck his hips to draw attention to his erection. Sasuke obliged and he was engulfed in the wonderful, wet warmth. Naruto sucked, licked and purred, creating wave after wave of sensation, building to a crescendo of pleasure that shattered his control.
He was brought back by Naruto grooming him. It was warm and comforting; reassurance that this was the one place where relinquishing control was safe.
Once he was settled a hand lifted and spread his left knee. Naruto gently kissed a path up his inner thigh, nuzzled his balls and tongued his ring. Then he was on his hands and knees, grasped at the hips, impaled on Naruto's prick.
Even after all these standards, Sasuke still gasped at the superhuman speed of it. In response, Naruto growled and nipped his shoulder; growling-possessive-Naruto was awake and warning him to stay still. A few thrusts and Naruto’s erection changed shape. Sasuke pushed back, eager for what would follow. Naruto nuzzled his neck and started to move, hitting his prostate.
Sasuke gave voice to his pleasure, encouraging Naruto to begin thrusting in earnest. After that, thoughts fizzled away before they could form, obliterated by desire.
He screamed in orgasm as Naruto howled.

Usually they fell sleep together. This time Naruto drifted away first. Sasuke could hear the change in his breathing and feel the tiny twitches that marked his transition from waking to sleeping.
As he followed his beloved’s example, Sasuke’s mind wandered through the life they shared: their love; their children; their family; the life they had built together.
He could not want for more; he was the luckiest of men.

Haru made sure he was up early so that he would be properly prepared for the next jump. Jumps were now timed for mornings or afternoons. This one, the one into the final system of the planned route, would be this morning.
They had three previously unjumped holes behind them and everything had gone smoothly. Haru had settled into the procedure and began to think of small refinements to discuss with Shi-chan.
Shi-chan wasn’t going to join them. It had been a huge disappointment but Haru understood; the situation in Tarrasade was too volatile. Shi-chan talked about it in his daily message. It was weird; every time potential trouble was quashed in one place it broke out in another. Shi-chan had begun thinking that it was being orchestrated by agitators.
No Shi-chan meant no Sai. Haru missed him, but being so busy helped. He hoped that Sumiko was being sensible about keeping the secret. He guessed she was, or Shi-chan would have said something.

The galley was busy; everyone was eating breakfast in time for the jump. Only Kazuki, Itachi-san and Kisame-san were absent because they were on first watch; Haru hoped Ka-chan had taken enough meal bars with him to last through the morning. Even Papa was there. He and To-chan were sitting close together; Haru knew they were pressing their knees together under the table.
Then, all at once, more people were leaving than arriving. Hoshi and Yuki departed with Haku-san and the children to the playroom. To-chan kissed Papa and left with Kuuya, Keizo, Yoshimi and Yasushi to run weapons checks before the jump. Gai, Hamaki, Terai and Fu went to man the Sakura.
Haru ate more quickly; he did not want Akemi or Papa getting to survey command and control before him.

He walked with Ran until their paths diverged and arrived first, as he had planned. He put his satchel in the locker, went through the safety procedures, powered up everyone’s interfaces and settled into his chair to begin running his checks.
One of the projectors was displaying the data they currently had about the system into which they were jumping. There was quite a lot; presumably the original Space Hopper had spent more time there because two of the six planets were suitable for seeding with a standard ecology.
Haru was looking forward to surveying the planets; Hikaru and Ryuu’s vids had whetted his appetite even more than the data Inari-san had sent.

Akemi arrived, followed by Dan and Papa. They settled into the familiar routine. Everyone was a little more relaxed than the last three times because this hole had been jumped by the Space Hopper who had first explored the system, even if it had been many millenniums ago.
Papa initiated the roll call. Haru monitored the count. Then, with everyone accounted for, they were ready to jump.

There was the familiar momentary disorientation. Haru’s eyes went to the projection showing the parameters of the jump field in the new system. They were fine, well within the normal range.
“This is Naruto. There are ships, I repeat, there are ships.”
Haru clung momentarily to the hope that the ships would be friendly, or at least neutral. Then the jump field data went haywire. A disrupted jump field meant they could not jump back.
“This is Haru,” he heard himself say. “There are perturbations in the jump field. 84% probability it is minded.” He sounded so calm, which was weird. He was reacting as if it was a sim, even though it wasn’t.
“This is Sasuke Uchiha in command. Command: battle stations. Repeat. Command: battle stations.”

Akemi was out of his chair and opening a locker. Haru managed to react in time and catch the suit before it bounced off him. He put it on without taking his eyes off the projections, leaving his helmet back and his gloves off like Papa and Dan-san.
As well as the minefield there were masses of ships, most of them very small. As he watched each ship acquired a label; Itachi-san was preparing the battleboard. Haru began analysing the radiation coming from each of them, looking for the characteristic pattern given off by the miniature Mulligan drives.
There was only one. The ship was well back and there were almost sixty of the tiny craft, probably solo fighters, between it and the Oak.
It was an ambush.
“This is Sasuke. Command: defensive mode 2. Gunners, shoot to destroy any ship that comes within range. Command: section leaders report in order.”
“This in Itachi. There is one medium ship, T1, two small ships, T2 and T3, and fifty-six small craft, T4 though T59. All ships are beyond the range of our guns. None of them are showing colours or transmitting identifiers. The space around the hole is full of explosive devices, both within and outside the threshold. We have brushed one and are close to eight others, so they are not mines and it is likely that detonation is controlled remotely. Report complete.”
Haru began investigating possible signals between the enemy ships and the bombs. If it were him, he would have some set on a dead man switch; if the signal was interrupted they would detonate. Others would be on timers, so that they exploded at regular intervals and continued to disrupt the jump field. He scanned the electromagnetic radiation, looking for possible signals.
“This is Naruto. All ships are out of range. We could shoot the bombs. The surface network is now at pre-activation. Report complete.”
“This is Gai. The Cherry is engaged and we are ready to launch. Report complete.”
“This is Rin. We are ready to destroy the tissue bank and are standing by. Report complete.”
“This is Akemi. There are no incoming signals. We are ready to destroy all data banks. Report complete.”
“This is Haku. The children have been podded. I request permission to hand over to Hoshi.”
That was interesting; Haru wondered what Haku was planning.
“This is Sasuke. Command: Hoshi, take charge of the podded children in the playroom.”
“This is Hoshi acknowledging and complying with the command to take charge. Report complete.”
“This is Sasuke. We would have been blown to pieces by now if they didn’t want something. Ideas please.”
“This is Haku. If they request contact, please make sure that the quality of the video and audio are low. This will allow us to maintain uncertainty as to who is aboard.”
Haru could see the sense in that.
“This is Sasuke. Agreed. Command: Akemi, install audio and visual filters.”
“This is Akemi. Suitable filters have been engaged.”
“This is Itachi. Download all available data about the system to each ship and refresh frequently while possible.”
Haru had it set up and ready to go before Papa could finish giving the order.
“This is Sasuke. Command: Haru, set up download and refresh. Command: Akemi, ensure link is established but will terminate if we abandon ship.”
Haru handed the process over to Akemi, who nodded to acknowledge its receipt. “This is Akemi, download and refresh implemented.”
“This is Naruto. We may be able to take out enough of the bombs with our guns so that the Oak would survive the level of explosion they could manage with the remainder.”
Haru decided to be brave. “This is Haru. I postulate that there are at least two types of bombs, some set on timers to keep the jump field disrupted and some kept from exploding by signals from one of the ships. From the positioning and electromagnetic output of the ships, T3 is most likely controlling the bombs that are not on a timer. Also, T1 has a miniature Mulligan drive. There is no evidence that T2 or T3 have jump capacity. T4 through T59 are too small to have jump drives. Most likely conclusion is that T1 is a small mother ship, like the Maple but larger.”
“This is Itachi. It is most likely that the trap is for us. Haru, can you compare the technology to that of known organisations?”
He should have thought of that; he had access to Shi-chan’s data array. “This is Haru. Will do.” Even with his suit gloves off, his fingers could not move fast enough across this interface. What he found made him feel sick.
It was the Akatsuki; that meant Pein, or Orochimaru, or both.

Deep inside, Sasuke’s rage boiled.
On the surface, and for many layers beneath, he was calm. Making the best decisions required him to think clearly and he knew how irrational he could be when he was angry.
“Haru here. 90% plus overlap with the Akatsuki. Less than 30% overlap with any other known organisation.”
On balance, that was good; Sasuke would prefer to be dealing with a known enemy than an unknown one. Inside the inferno flared. The Akatsuki were here; now. They had been betrayed; again.
He wished Shikamaru was with them. By now Shika would have considered twenty options and dismissed sixteen of them.
But it did not require a typed-seven genius to know they were in deep, deep trouble. The enemy was extremely well prepared. They were out of weapons range, surrounded by bombs and unable to jump back through the hole. The minigate had not been established, so they were out of contact and systems away from any possible rescue.
In this situation, they negotiated and hoped to survive or refused to negotiate and died.
If it was Orochimaru, he would want the hybrids and Sasuke had no intention of giving his beloved or his sons to that monster.
“Sasuke here. We are listing options. Haru, make note. Option one, we prevent the distortion of the jump field and jump back through the hole. Option two, we go to full attack and hope that more of us and our resources survive than them and their resources. Three, we abandon the Oak and hide within the system. Others?”
“Kisame here. Four, when they jump back through the hole a small craft piggybacks.”
Piggybacking was risky and difficult but Sasuke conceded that it was an option.
“This is Haku. Five, we sneak people off the ship without the enemy’s knowledge. Six, Itachi impersonates Sasuke-sama.”
Sasuke bridled at the thought of Itachi being captured or, worse, killed in his place. Then he considered who had made the suggestion and was humbled; to dismiss the suggestion would belittle Haku’s loyalty and sacrifice.
“This is Haru. Six, we release our side of the minigate but with a delay in its instruction. Then, whatever the outcome, there will be a chance of communication.”
“This is Hoshi. Seven, we give a show of negotiating to gain time.”
Sasuke deactivated the intercom. “Akemi, get me a private channel to Itachi-san.” He switched the intercom back on. “This is Sasuke. Command: Haru, reprogramme all three of the minigates we have; we need at least one of them to survive. Command: Hoshi and Yuki, move the children’s pods to docking bay 3 and secure them there.”
“This is Hoshi. Received and understood.”
“The private channel is ready, Sasuke-sama,” Akemi told him. “Channel 3.”
He switched from intercom to suit radio. “Itachi?” he asked quietly.
“Sasuke-sama,” Itachi acknowledged. “Sasu-chan,” he whispered, “permit me to do this. Haku is correct. It opens up many more options.”
Itachi had not called him Sasu-chan since he was eight. “You will need to prepare. Should I send Dan to replace you?”
“Yes. May I make some suggestions?”
“Please.”
“Hoshi with Dan here in the control room. Kuuya goes to weapons control. Yuki can take Kuuya’s turret. Kisame replaces Naruto at weapons control,” Itachi continued. “Naruto belongs at your side, ready to react if required.”
Sasuke’s gut twisted; Itachi thought that they would be abandoning ship. He imagined being on the Blossom having left the older children to fend for themselves and felt slightly sick.
At least they would have the triplets with them; if there were only two adults they could fit in all six child-sized pods.
“If it comes to it, Haru should be in the Blossom with you,” Itachi continued. “It would improve your chances.”
Sasuke stiffened. Three conscious occupants would mean that they could take fewer pods; he would have to choose four from six.
He looked over to where Haru was busy doing five things at once. “No,” he replied.

Haru was reprogramming the minigates using a wireless link, analysing the bombs and trying to survey the system through the electromagnetic soup produced by the enemy ships.
Itachi-san had made sure that they were familiar with this kind of scenario. Victory was Papa surviving and rejoining the rest of Uchiha. Anyone else making it through alive was a bonus.
He hoped that Papa agreed to Haku-san’s suggestion. Misdirection was one way of getting an enemy to commit its resources inappropriately. Papa finished speaking to Itachi-san and reactivated the intercom. Haru listened to him redistributing personnel. He was going with Haku-san’s idea, which was good.
Dan-san left for the control room.
The programme analysing the bombs began yielding results. He could distinguish four different types. He pulled up the equivalent of a battleboard, focused it on the volume of space around the hole and began mapping the bombs.
“This is Haru,” he said into the intercom. “I have more data on the bombs. We could try to clear them. If we succeeded, which is unlikely, we could jump back through the hole. If not, we could create enough chaos that we could launch ships without them being tracked. It is also possible that we would tempt them to send ships into range of our guns. Could we shoot four bombs to obtain more data?”
“This is Itachi. Haru, are there four types of bomb?”
“Haru here. I think so.”
“Itachi here. Identify a volume of space at a safe distance that contains all four types of bomb. It will look like we are trying to clear a path rather than obtain data about the bomb types.”
Haru flushed; he should have thought of that. He began looking for a suitable target.
“This is Sasuke. What about towards the nearest large asteroid? The enemy may believe that small craft would head there for cover. Are all the bomb-types available along that path?”
He checked. “Haru here. Yes, we would detonate bombs of each type.”
“This is Naruto. What if that triggers them into detonating all the bombs? We need to be ready.”
Haru understood ‘ready’. ‘Ready’ was getting Papa into the Blossom.

Then the door slid open and Itachi-san entered with Haku-san. Only it didn’t look like Itachi-san. His hair was cut like Papa’s and had been darkened. Haku-san must have applied make-up to his face and hands, although Haru could not see it. Itachi-san’s skin was paler, his eyes had changed shape and his lips were different. He did not look like Papa but Haru could see that he might to a stranger.
Even Itachi-san’s purple nail lacquer had gone.
Haku-san stopped before Papa and put out his hand. On the palm were two rings.

Sasuke found himself blinking back tears. Itachi had cut his hair; given up the symbol of his defiance.
Haku was showing him two rings.
“These are the closest to yours, Sasuke-sama, but Ita-san will not wear the one from his lockbox without your permission.”
It was the ring traditionally worn by the heir; Sasuke had not known that Itachi still had it.
“Yes, you must wear it,” Sasuke agreed. “Thank you Itachi-san, Haku-san. Please give my thanks to Kisame-san also.”
Haku sniffed. “It is time for you to hand command to Ita-san, Sasuke-sama. Naruto-san has engaged the Blossom to the Sakura and is loading the children’s pods.”
Sasuke took a deep breath and activated the intercom. “This is Sasuke. We are going to try to remove the bombs and jump back through the hole. If this fails, it is likely that we will be abandoning ship. May the Lady be with each and every one of you. Stay alive and safe. We know our crewmates will come for us. Command: I am transferring command to Itachi. Repeat. I am transferring command to Itachi.”
He stood up and Itachi sat in his place while Haku took the chair Dan had vacated. Itachi turned towards Akemi. “Akemi-san, please arrange a private channel between Sasuke-sama, Naruto-san and the big litter.” He then activated the intercom. “This is Itachi assuming command. Once everyone is in position we will share and begin implementing our plan of action.”
Sasuke understood Itachi’s message. He grabbed his pack and headed for the door. As he left he made eye contact with Haru, who gave him a Shikamaru look, a nod and a smile that was pure Haru. Then he was running towards docking bay 3.
A bleep from his suit radio announced an incoming message. “This is Akemi. Channel 4 is available as directed.”
“This is Naruto. Your Papa is probably concentrating on running at the moment. We know that you will all want to do your best but remember that we need each other, so don’t take any silly risks. There are two standard ecology planets. If it comes to it, you could go there.”
“This is Haru. The outer one looks better. It has more water.”
Sasuke descended a flight of stairs in two jumps. “This is Sasuke. That’s agreed then. Anyone who doesn’t make it through the hole goes to the outer of the two standard ecology planets. Don’t forget to set a beacon.”
“This is Yoshimi. We won’t, Papa.”
He listened to each of the others making contributions as he ran: his children, whom he was planning on leaving behind; his children, who may or may not be safer without him.

He rounded the corner to the docking bay. Naruto was waiting for him in the airlock. He skidded to a halt as he crossed the threshold. Naruto slammed the inner door and they exchanged a quick kiss before closing their helmets and starting the pumps.
“This is Naruto. Your Papa and I are in the airlock. We’ll be boarding the Sakura soon. There won’t be time for any more private words. We love you.”
Sasuke held Naruto’s gaze. “This is Sasuke. Your To-chan and I are so very, very proud of you.”
Then Naruto had the outer door open and they were running towards the Sakura.

Haru was glad that Papa, To-chan and the triplets were on the Sakura. Now they could concentrate on developing the plan.
“This is Itachi. Plan one is to work out a way of detonating the bombs and do so in a pattern that the Oak can withstand. Once all the bombs are detonated, we will re-establish the jump field and go through the hole. To do this we need more information about the bombs. Kazuki, Yoshimi and Keizo will be shooting the bombs along a single path, following the pattern that Haru will supply. Command: gunners prepare to shoot on my order to do so. Command: Haru provide the gunners with their firing patterns.”
Haru acknowledged the order and transmitted the firing patterns to Ka-chan, Yo-chan and Kei-chan, who confirmed receipt.
“This is Itachi. We do not know how the enemy will respond. It is possible that they will detonate all the bombs. Command: seal suits and switch to suit radios.”
Haru pulled on his gloves and sealed his helmet, as did Itachi-san, Haku-san and Akemi.
“This is Itachi. Command: on my mark begin firing. Mark!”

Haru watched eleven of the bombs explode exactly according to plan; Ka-chan, Yo-chan and Kei-chan did not miss a single shot. Data poured into the sensors. Haru began analysing each of the four types. As well as field-disrupters, there were fragmentation and cluster bombs. He suspected that the fourth type was mobile; on activation it would move towards the nearest ship, attach and explode.
There was no subsequent wave of detonations. The only change was that some of the small craft moved to cover the gap they had created.
“Akemi here. Incoming message.”
Haru swallowed. Here they came; the enemy’s demands.
“This is Itachi. Audio over all suit radios. Visual here and in the control room.”

One of the projections off to the side changed to show an image of Orochimaru. The man was sitting in a chair with an expression of smug satisfaction.
“Greetings, Sasuke Uchiha. I strongly recommend that you desist from shooting the bombs. Allow me to acquaint you with your situation. If I activate all the bombs you will be utterly destroyed. I would then pick over the pieces to ensure that each one of your crew and each one of your children is dead. Such an outcome would be a success.”
The man leaned back smirking, to allow his words to sink in.
“However, there are other outcomes that I would consider successful. You could accept the hopelessness of your situation and surrender. Your crew would live. Your children would live.” He leaned forward. “The only requirement is your death. Surely that is a small price to pay?”
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