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Changing Times	By : KaiyoNoHime Category: Naruto > General Views: 1087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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If I owned Naruto I wouldn't be living off of cafeteria food at my college, now would I?

All other characters are original, and mine. But you can borrow them if you e-mail me and ask politely. ^.^

Changing Times

Chapter Three: He wore no shoes

The little boy hid behind the doorway, too shy to approach his mother as she talked with his father. Or yelled, as others would say. He never knew why his parents always fought, even though they seemed to love each other when in public.

His mother's personality was too strong, his father's too reserved.

They would always clash.

"Mama?" Akira whispered, coming out from behind the door frame, his index fingers poking at each other as he concentrated his sight downwards.

"Look up when you're speaking to someone, and don't mumble," his father ordered, his voice stern.

"Don't yell at him!" his mother snapped back, her white eyes glowing in anger, "See, this is exactly what I mean! You're too harsh on him, on all of them! I refuse to have anymore children with you acting like such a insensitive jerk!"

"I don't need you telling me what to do! Don't make me remind you that I am head of this clan!" his father growled, raising his hand as if to slap her.

"Go ahead, Sasuke, slap me!" Hinata smirked when Sasuke lowered his hand, his sharingan still blazing with anger, "Just as I thought, you're nothing but a blow hard!"

"I'll show you blow hard, bitch," Sasuke snapped, slapping Hinata, sending her to the floor with the force.

Akira just stared at the scene, his eyes wide in terror. He had seen his parents argue before, but he had never seen them actually use physical force on one another. And now, there it was, his father standing triumphantly, a smirk of victory spread across his face, over his unconscious mother.

"Hey Pops, have you seen...." Akira's eldest brother, Musashi, paused as he walked into the room, his obsidian eyes going wide, "Mom!"

"Father hit Mama. Father hit Mama. Father hit Mama! FATHER HIT MAMA!!! FATHER HIT MAMA!!!!" Akira began to scream, pulling at his hair as his milky eyes glowed red, two lone sharingan circling wildly within.

"Akira," Sasuke whispered, watching his second youngest son in awe, ignoring the moans below him as Hinata began to rouse, Musashi helping her up, "Akira, calm down."

"Akira, sweetie, calm down. I'm all right, see?" Hinata winced, leaning on her eldest son, staring over at the young boy as he fell to his knees. "Sasuke, get the fuck out of here before I kill you myself!" she hissed between her teeth, glaring at her husband.

"I will NOT leave! He is my son too. Or at least he was. No son of mine would lose control so easily," Sasuke growled, glaring at the little boy as he approached him.

"Pops, don't!" Musashi yelped, realizing that his father would probably slap his younger brother as well.

"FATHER HIT MAMA!" Akira screamed, flying out of the room via the window, dashing down the street into the night, his family staring at the mangled glass in shock.

"Akira," Hinata whispered, falling to her knees, tears streaming down her face, "Sasuke, if you do not leave my house this minute I swear I will kill you, and take my Hyuuga children back to the main house, where they belong!"

Sasuke looked down at his wife, and realized that it would be wise to do as she said. Though they had argued a lot over the years, and more than a fair share of blows had been exchanged on both sides, he knew that Hinata would kill him this time. Never before had their children been threatened, and she had never been at her most vicious until she had children to defend from the dangers of the world.

His brother Itachi had died learning that fact the hard way, by her hands alone.

"Yes, Hinata," Sasuke whispered, turning and leaving the room, not looking back, even as his heart broke hearing her begin to sob.

"Musashi, gather your brothers. Go find Akira," Hinata whispered, hugging herself as the cool summer's breeze washed over her, tears streaming down her pale face.

"But Papa, it's not that dark outside! Why can't I go and play?" Sestsuko pouted, tugging on Kakashi's sleeve.

The jounin chuckled to himself, still glowering at the little girl. He had forbade her from playing outside for the rest of the day after her tree climbing stunt that afternoon. She knew the rules, that she was never to climb above ten feet without him close enough to catch her. It wasn't the first time she had slipped from a precarious perch.

"No, Setsuko. I told you before, unless you are going to follow the rules I put down, you are not going to be allowed outside," Kakashi reprimanded her, sighing as her eyes began to tear up.

"But Akira's outside!" Setsuko began to cry, tears rolling down her face.

Kakashi gave her a sideways glance, and then looked out the window. He had never known the little boy, or any of his siblings, to be out past sunset. He had always assumed that Hinata had forbade it. But, there Akira was, running down the road, gripping at his head, screaming.

Screaming.

The silver haired man opened the window deftly, and jumped down onto the road below, catching the little boy in his arms. He feared the worse already, that, once again, the Uchiha clan had fallen victim to some cruel twist of fate.

"Father hit Mama, Father hit Mama, Father hit Mama-" Akira continued to whimper, his voice drowned out by his own sobbing as Kakashi caught him easily, lifting him off the ground.

He wore no shoes.

"Akira, are you all right?" Kakashi asked, mentally smacking himself, knowing that something had to be wrong to set the little boy off.

"Father hit Mama! Father's not supposed to hit Mama! But he hit her so hard!" Akira sobbed, curling up into a little ball as Kakashi landed back in his living room, Setsuko quickly beside him.

"What's wrong with him Papa? Why is he crying?" Setsuko asked worriedly, trying to comfort her childhood crush, petting his hair softly.

"I don't know Setsuko. But I want you to wait here with him while I go to find out. And you are not to let anyone, and I mean anyone into the house until I am back," Kakashi glared down at the little girl, "Is that clear?"

"Yes Papa," Setsuko nodded, knowing from experience not to argue with Kakashi's tone of voice. Besides, she was too rapped up in trying to make Akira stop crying.

'Sasuke, what stupid thing have you done now?' Kakashi thought to himself as he leapt from roof to roof, hurrying toward the Uchiha residence.

Tsuzuku (To be continued)

Author's Note: Sorry if the end of this chapter dragged on oddly, I was interrupted halfway through writing it. I usually write an entire chapter on the bus, in about an hour, but there was an amazing lack of traffic today.

So I kinda lost track of where I wanted it to end. I did know that I wanted Akira to be at the Hatake residence, and Kakashi not there while Setsuko was with Akira, but I can't remember why. I'm sure I'll think of a good reason tonight, and then something horribly brutal will happen to one of the poor children. ^.^;

*sigh* That's good angst for you, the characters you like the most will suffer the worst.

Oh, yes, I like Hinata being kick ass. It's so rare that you see her so cool, so I just had to have her being the killer of Itachi. And yes, don't doubt that she did it, Mom's can do some amazing things sometimes when their children are threatened.

And if anyone would like to e-mail me personally about this fic, and some have already done, I'll willingly answer you back. hitokiri_hime@yahoo.com

If you think you can write a better summary than mine, as mine sucks, please e-mail it to me. ^.^
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