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Take Me Away	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Take Me Away
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
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Madara watched the two older boys as he sat on a small bench. They had arrived at the airport, but it was crowded worse than Madara had expected.
Tobi seemed terrified as he clutched Itachi’s hand tightly, and Itachi wasn’t doing much better – tears were constantly shining in the older cousin’s eyes and his small body was shaking.
Madara was cradling Sasuke in one arm as he held Itachi’s hand with his other, but no matter what he did, neither of the older boys would relax – if anything, his presence only made things worse.
The flight that they were catching had been delayed and wouldn’t be arriving for several hours. Madara didn’t know how to keep either of the boys entertained – if he was able to, he would’ve taken them into town where it was less crowded, but that just wasn’t possible after having returned the rental car.
All that Madara had been able to do in the end was suggest for the two kids to try and sleep, but both kids had refused to even try. He couldn’t blame them – the noise was deafening and the amount of people crammed into this one building was frightening.
“Oji-san...”
Madara looked down at his nephew. Itachi had been tugging on his sleeve, a timid expression on his face.
“What is it, Itachi-kun?” Madara asked softly.
Itachi bit his lip, glancing away pointedly. “...I... May I go to the bathroom?”
Madara felt his heart breaking at these words – Itachi had clearly been too scared to ask him.
The older Uchiha nodded. “Of course, Itachi-kun. C’mon.”
Madara reached down, taking Itachi’s hand in his. He tightened his grip on Sasuke, calling for Tobi to follow him.
Minutes had passed before they arrived at the public toilets, and Madara was frustrated to see the line that was at least twenty people long.
“Oji-san...?” Itachi whispered, looking up at his uncle. “...”
Madara sighed, tugging gently on Itachi’s hand and pulling him along to the front of the line. He tapped the man in front on the shoulder, gathering the stranger’s attention.
“Excuse me...” Madara begun in a pleading tone. “...My nephew really needs to go – can he please go ahead of you?”
The man only laughed and pointed at Itachi. He smirked before speaking.
“No point – he’s already pissed his pants. You should have potty-trained him before bringing him out, moron.”
Madara sighed. He squeezed Itachi’s hand and tried to pull him away.
Itachi, however, had different plans. Instead of following along behind his uncle, he dropped to the floor and begun crying loudly, covering his ears.
“Itachi-kun, don’t cry!” Madara pleaded. He passed Sasuke off to Tobi before kneeling down next to his nephew. He reached out and placed a hand on Itachi’s shoulder, but that only made things worse.
Itachi screamed and pulled away from the hand that was touching him, yelling incoherent words. To make matters worse, people had crowded around them, watching, which only made Tobi begin to scream and cry.
It took only minutes before airport security had arrived. Madara felt like shooting himself – why was everything going wrong already?
-XX-
By the time Madara had been released from the interviewing rooms and reunited with the children, it was time to board their flight. Madara was frustrated beyond belief, and it was taking all of the strength that he had to keep calm.
All three boys were unsettled by the recent events, and Madara wished that he had brought his brother with him. His brother was good with kids, having worked at a day-care centre for a time.
The older Uchiha led the kids onto the plane, praying to the Gods above that the kids wouldn’t have any problems right now.
“In there...” Madara pointed out the row that they were seated in. “Tobi, you go in first, okay? Itachi, you follow him.”
Tobi did as instructed, just glad that his father was allowing distance between them. Itachi followed quickly.
Madara sat down in the aisle seat, nursing Sasuke. As hard as he tried to fight it, he couldn’t help but fall into a deep sleep. He was just too exhausted to keep his eyes open for any longer.
Tobi was the one who had noticed this, and he couldn’t help but fear for his safety – if Madara was asleep, would someone hurt them because he wasn’t there to protect them?
“Itachi...” Tobi whispered, pointing to his father. “...He’s sleeping...”
Itachi bit his lip. “I know that he is...”
“’tachi-nii...”
“Shh...”
Tobi stopped talking, but he was quickly overwhelmed by his fear – especially once the plane had begun to take off.
“I-itachi!” Tobi whimpered, immediately reaching over and grabbing at his cousin’s arm, holding on for dear life.
“Tobi...” Itachi whispered, just as frightened as Tobi was.
The higher the plane ascended, the more anxious the two older Uchiha became.
Sasuke, however, was disturbed by the change in altitude and begun stirring in Madara’s arms. He whimpered at first, but the whimpers soon turned into loud screams and cries.
Itachi grabbed at his brother, trying to pull him out of Madara’s hold and bring comfort to the baby. He placed Sasuke on his lap, rocking him back and forth as he whispered soothing words to his brother.
“It’s okay, otouto...” Itachi whispered, aware of everyone staring at them. “It’s okay... Shh...”
Itachi glanced at his uncle, shocked to see that he was sleeping through this. He could see that an air stewardess was quickly approaching them.
The woman stopped and placed a hand on Madara’s shoulder, shaking him back and forth.
“Sir! Sir, please, wake up!” The woman pleaded as angry growls and mutters filled the cabin.
Madara didn’t even stir.
Itachi reached over and begun tugging on his uncle’s long hair, tears in his eyes. “Uncle… Please… Get up…”
“Nngh…” Madara stirred at Itachi’s voice. Moments later, Madara jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder move and he turned to see whoever was touching him with wide, fearful eyes. “W-who’s that?!”
“Sir, please…” The air stewardess pleaded. “You’ve got to quieten him down…”
Madara raised an eyebrow before realising that his nephew was screaming. He quickly grabbed Sasuke, rocking him back and forth.
“There, there, Sasuke…” The older Uchiha was close to begging the baby to stop crying, but he just didn’t know what else he could do. “Sasuke, please stop crying…”
Madara flinched as he felt someone kicking the back of his seat. He tensed as he turned to face an annoyed-looking man.
“Will you shut that fucking kid up?” The man snarled.
Madara avoided eye-contact. “I-I’m trying…”
“Well, try harder!”
Madara bit his lip, deciding that it was best to ignore the man and focus on the children. He pulled Sasuke closer to him, holding him against his chest.
“Sasuke-kun, please stop crying…” Madara whispered, petting the short black hair atop the baby’s head. “Please…”
“Oji-san…”
Madara looked down at his older nephew with teary eyes. “Yes, Itachi-kun?”
Itachi bit his lip, diverting his gaze before speaking. “…I… I’m scared…”
Madara instantly reached out, pulling Itachi closer to him. He wrapped his arm around the young boy protectively, smiling down at him.
“Don’t be, Itachi-kun… I love you so much… I’d give my life if it meant that you would be happy…”
Itachi sniffed and hiccupped before smiling weakly back. “Oji-san…”
Madara watched as Itachi grabbed his hand, holding it with both of his smaller ones. He glanced over at Tobi, who was pushing against the wall of the plane and watching them with fearful eyes.
“Would you like to join us, Tobi-kun?” Madara asked softly, rocking the now-quietening Sasuke slowly from side-to-side. “You can see that I’m not hurting Itachi or Sasuke.”
Tobi was silent for a few moments before warily crawling closer to his relatives. He flinched as his father’s arm wrapped around him, but he soon relaxed, leaning against Itachi.
Madara couldn’t have been happier at this.
Now that Sasuke had stopped screaming and had fallen back asleep, the other three Uchiha weren’t far behind the baby, sleeping for the rest of the trip.
-XX-
When Itachi woke up, it was because someone had pulled him out of a car. He glanced around warily, smiling again in his tired state as he heard his uncle’s voice soothing him, telling him that it was okay.
“Oji-san…” Itachi said softly, snuggling in close to Madara and closing his eyes once again. “…Oji-san…”
“Welcome home, aniki…”
Itachi gasped and sat up straight in Madara’s arms, terrified by the unknown voice that had just spoken.
“Sasuke!” Itachi cried, looking everywhere for his beloved brother. “Tobi!”
“Shh…” Madara reached out and stroked Itachi’s cheek with his thumb, smiling. “Itachi-kun, this is my brother, Izuna.”
Itachi’s eyes instantly welled up with tears and his body shook from terror as he saw another male carrying his two sleeping family members.
This boy couldn’t have been any older than nineteen at the most. He had long hair that was tied back and spiked up. Itachi knew that he had to have been Madara’s younger brother by the title that the boy had labelled him with, but he didn’t care – he didn’t like this boy at all.
“Oji-san!” Itachi screamed, struggling to get out of Madara’s hold. “Sasuke! No! Tobi!”
“Itachi-kun, relax.” Madara soothed. “Izuna would never hurt a soul. They’re safe with him – I promise.”
Itachi turned tear-filled eyes onto his uncle. “I don’t like him! Tell him to let them go! Sasuke! Sasuke! Tobi!”
“Shh, shh… Itachi-kun, tell me what’s wrong…” Madara said softly. Itachi could hear the hurt in the older male’s voice.
Itachi could only point to Izuna, too scared to speak. He could notice that his younger uncle looked hurt by this action, but he couldn’t bring himself to care – he only wanted his brother and cousin away from him.
“Itachi, it’s okay.” Madara whispered, rubbing Itachi’s back. “Izuna loves children – he would never hurt any of you. I swear on my life.”
Tears fell from Itachi’s eyes. He wanted to be able to trust Madara, but he found it too hard.
“Otouto, please take them upstairs and into bed…” Madara whispered to Izuna, hoping that Itachi hadn’t heard him. “I’ll talk to Itachi-kun…”
Izuna nodded and took the two children into the house, leaving Madara and Itachi alone outside. Itachi hadn’t even noticed the tears that streamed down his face.
Madara sat down on the porch, nursing Itachi on his lap. He patted his nephew’s hair, trying to decide on how to approach the subject of Izuna with a boy who had been abused his entire life.
“…Tell me what is scaring you, Itachi-kun…” Madara said in a gentle tone, taking the tiny hand in his. “I’ll try my best to fix it – I swear.”
Itachi stayed silent, not wanting to discuss his dislike of his new uncle so soon in his and Madara’s relationship – things were going so good between them and Itachi didn’t want to risk losing it.
“Is it Izuna…?” Madara whispered, using his free hand to stroke Itachi’s long hair. He wasn’t surprised when Itachi nodded. “…Was it because he was holding Sasuke and Tobi?”
Itachi nodded again, wiping at his tears. “Yes… I… I don’t like it… He could hurt them…”
“No… He would never, Itachi-kun… Are you scared of Izuna…?”
“Yes, sir…” Itachi whispered.
Madara’s heart broke at the title. “Please, don’t call me that… I don’t like it…”
“…S-sorry…”
Madara sighed and hugged Itachi. He knew that it wouldn’t be good to reprimand Itachi all the time if he made stupid mistakes like that – hell, it was probably beaten into him to address adults in that way.
“…But you’re scared for your family, also…” Madara continued on.
Itachi nodded. He didn’t know why, but he felt… safe, talking to Madara about this. “…Yes…”
Madara smiled and leant down, kissing Itachi’s forehead. “I know that you have never met Izuna or myself, Itachi-kun, but I am positive that you will come to love us both – in your own time, of course. Izuna is a wonderful person and he will love you all like his own children. I swear this on my life, Itachi-kun. Izuna would never do anything to hurt anyone. He’s such a gentle boy. We both love you already, and we would do anything for you. We’re so excited about having you.”
“…” Itachi’s tears streamed down his cheeks harder than before. He wanted his uncle to talk some more – it made him feel safe hearing Madara’s voice. “…Are you sure that Izuna won’t hurt Tobi or Sasuke…?”
“I’m certain.” Madara chuckled. “Izuna has always wanted kids but he can’t have any of his own. Now that there’ll be kids running around, he can pretend that he does have some – he’ll be so happy.”
Itachi tilted his head in genuine curiosity. “Why can’t he have kids?”
“…” Madara bit his lip, not quite sure on how to answer that. “…Well… Izuna has a past trauma of his own, so… he doesn’t… try and make babies… But even if he did, he’s sterile… I’ll tell you more at a later point in your life, okay?”
It may have been the sincerity in Madara’s voice as he spoke to Itachi, but the young Uchiha knew that he believed every word that had come out of the elder’s mouth.
Madara was so honest with Itachi – so gentle and caring…
Though Itachi wasn’t quite sure that he would grow to love Izuna, he knew that Madara was someone who really would keep his word and protect the children at all costs. He smiled weakly and hugged his uncle.
“…I…” Itachi whispered, uncertain. “…I… trust you…”
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