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. |
Tobi yawned once he had opened his eyes for the first time the next morning. He was exhausted, but as soon as he realised that he was in an unfamiliar bedroom, he panicked. He grabbed Itachi’s shoulder and shook it, whimpering – he desperately needed Itachi’s comfort right now.
“Itachi-kun!” Tobi begged. “Itachi-kun, wake up!”
Itachi stirred slowly before he opened his eyes and blinked, trying to focus on reality. He looked at Tobi inquisitively.
“What?” Itachi asked, rubbing at his eyes. “What’s wrong, Tobi?”
“Where is Tobi?” Tobi whimpered, tearing up. “Tobi doesn’t know this room!”
“We’re at Madara-oji-san’s home.” Itachi explained. “We arrived last night, but you were sleeping deeply.”
Tobi whimpered louder, looking around for his baby cousin. When he couldn’t see the baby anywhere, his panic only increased.
“Where is Sasuke-kun?!” Tobi squealed.
Itachi blinked again before realising that the baby was nowhere in the room. He gasped and jumped off the bed, grabbing Tobi’s hand and pulling him along behind him as they ran to the bedroom door.
Itachi pushed it open and looked around warily. They appeared to be on the second floor of the house as a staircase wasn’t far from the bedroom. Apart from that, the upper floor looked pretty bare – there were only two rooms up here in total, and nothing decorating the hallway.
Itachi ran to the other room, expecting a second bedroom, but all he had found was a tiny bathroom. It was clear that Sasuke wasn’t in there.
Itachi pulled Tobi to the stairwell next – almost falling down it in his rush to hit the bottom floor. He didn’t stop for a second – he only ran to the nearest room, searching desperately for his brother. He found nothing but a laundry room, a tiny kitchen, another small bathroom, and a living room.
“Otouto!” Itachi whimpered as he burst through the doorway of the living room – though it appeared that if there had been a door there, it was now gone.
Itachi sighed in relief when he found Sasuke, safe and sound, sleeping on a pile of clothes with a blanket wrapped around him.
“Otouto…”
Itachi and Tobi crept along the floor silently towards Sasuke’s resting spot. Once they had arrived by the baby’s side, they caught sight of Madara sleeping on the bare ground just beside the couch while another young male was sleeping on said furniture.
Tobi whimpered and pointed at the other man, clearly distressed by the stranger.
“W-who is he?!” Tobi whimpered, trembling. His eyes were full of terror as they locked onto the extremely skinny man’s frame.
Itachi smiled slightly, taking Tobi’s hand and holding it. “That is Izuna-oji-san. Madara-oji-san said that Izuna-oji-san is very nice…”
Just as Itachi had finished speaking, the fragile-looking male begun stirring. The boys watched as Izuna’s eyes fluttered open and they both tensed as tired eyes were fixed on them, studying them closely.
“…” Izuna yawned before he sat up. He smiled at the two boys after wiping sleep from his eyes. “Good morning… How are you two today?”
Itachi and Tobi smiled back nervously, not wanting to inflict any possible wrath on them – even if Madara had promised on his life that Izuna was someone who wouldn’t harm them. “G-good, sir…”
“Please, don’t call me that…” Izuna said quietly, shaking his head. His deep onyx eyes welled with tears just like the last time that Itachi had seen him. “I don't like that…”
The two boys whimpered and nodded, taken aback by Izuna’s sudden sorrow. “S-sorry, si – Izuna-oji-san…”
“…Are you two hungry…?” Izuna asked after he had wiped at his wet eyes, disregarding their near-blunder. “I can make you breakfast while aniki sleeps.”
Itachi shook his head, pain etched onto his face – he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the emotionally damaged teenager Madara had spoken about with such love. “F-forgive me, oji-san, but… Tobi and I would… would feel more comfortable if Madara-oji-san made it for us…”
Izuna looked hurt but didn’t voice his pain. Instead, he smiled weakly as his bottom lip quivered. “O-okay… But… nii-san will be asleep for a while… He’s exhausted…”
The two boys nodded again and looked down at the ground, not sure what to do. “…Okay…”
Izuna stretched and got to his feet, stepping carefully over his brother and walking to the three newcomers. He sat down before them, smiling. All traces of his previous tears were gone. The Uchiha reached out a hand, holding it in the air and smiling gently, encouraging the boys to shake his hand.
Neither of the boys had taken the hand and Izuna frowned, dropping it back to his side as small hiccups wracked his skinny body.
It was silent for a few more minutes between the older Uchiha and his nephews before Sasuke had begun to stir. He started to cry loudly and Izuna instantly reached out. He picked the baby up and held him carefully, smiling as he rocked Sasuke back and forth.
Itachi and Tobi just watched carefully, not sure if they could trust the baby with the man who was holding him just yet.
Izuna hushed Sasuke gently, standing up to sit down on the couch. He lay back, resting the baby on his chest so that Sasuke could listen to his heartbeat. He whispered to the small child, running his hand over Sasuke’s back to try and relax the crying baby.
“He’s hungry…” Itachi said quietly, not wanting to speak but not wanting his baby brother to starve, either. He looked away, afraid of angering Izuna.
Izuna looked up and smiled at Itachi. “Thank you, Itachi-kun. I could see that – I have a lot of experience in caring for kids – but how old is little Sasuke-kun?”
“He’s only five months…”
Izuna frowned at this, looking down at his brother – he knew that the only chance they would have baby formula would be if Madara had stopped and bought some on his way home.
“Please take Sasuke-kun.” Izuna said softly, passing the baby over to one of the older kids so that he could get off the couch. “I’ll wake aniki and see if he has bought any food for Sasuke, okay?”
Tobi nodded and took his baby cousin. He held Sasuke tightly before scampering away to hide behind Itachi. They watched warily as Izuna knelt down onto the ground and begun to shake his older brother gently.
“Nii-san…” The boys heard Izuna whisper. “Nii-san, wake up… Aniki…”
It had taken a few minutes of shaking and calling before Madara begun to stir and sit up. He looked up at Izuna, and exhaustion was evident as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
“What…?” Madara whispered, wiping sleep out of his eyes before slumping over on Izuna and closing his eyes again.
The young man wrapped his arms around Madara, holding his brother tightly. He rubbed their cheeks together as he closed his eyes too.
“I’m sorry to wake you so early, nii-san…” Izuna apologised as he held his brother. “…But it’s the boys… Sasuke-kun is hungry and he needs to be bottle-fed… Did you buy formula last night?”
Madara yawned before shaking his head. “No… I fed him cow’s milk last night… Even if we did have baby formula, I wouldn’t know how to make it for him and I knew that when I would home, you’d just want to cuddle…”
Izuna held his sleepy brother, looking over at the baby – Sasuke seemed to be starving. He didn’t want to give Sasuke something that he shouldn’t have just yet, but… He couldn’t bear to see such an adorable baby so hungry.
Izuna gulped back his emotions, not wanting to cry in front of the children.
“Call Hashi…” Izuna heard Madara mumble. “…Tell him to come over and bring formula… He’ll know what to do… You can help him…”
Izuna nodded, kissing his brother’s cheek. “Okay, nii-san.”
Senju Hashirama was Madara’s best friend. He and his wife had already had two children together – a nine-year-old daughter and a five-year-old son.
Madara knew that Hashirama would be a great support to them, seeing as he had already been through early fatherhood.
Izuna gently laid his brother back down onto the floor. He smiled as said male fell straight back to sleep. He couldn’t blame Madara – they had both been under more stress than usual as of late, and the older brother must have reached his limit after having gone to pick the kids up.
Izuna got to his feet, guiding the three kids into the kitchen where he grabbed the phone and dialled the Senju residence.
Once the phone had been answered over at the Senju residence, Izuna had quickly explained the situation to the younger Senju, Tobirama – who happened to be Izuna’s best friend.
Izuna was told that the two Senju would be around as soon as possible – and with a jar of baby formula. He sighed in relief, thanking whatever gods were watching over them for once.
“Thank you, Tobi…” Izuna smiled as he thanked the Senju. “I would hug you, but I’ll have to wait until you get here.”
Tobirama chuckled over the other end of the line. “I know, Izu. Love you.”
“Love you, too!” Izuna happily chirped before hanging up and turning to face the children who were sitting warily at an old and worn-out dining table.
Izuna wore an excited look on his face as he clasped his hands together, and his high-pitched voice gave away his happiness – a complete three-sixty to the depressed Izuna that the boys had seen.
“Now – who wants toast?!”
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