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Love Me When I'm Gone	By : KittenCobra Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (the manga or anime) or any of the characters included within it. I only own the original characters in this story including the main character Utako Mizuke. I do not make any form of profit off of this story.

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60. Black King
I say a whisper of thanks to Naruto as he continues running through the sand. We’ve only been outside the city walls for a couple of minutes, but Naruto’s quick thinking will make all the difference. Naruto is trying to get Gaara outside the city, to prevent the citizens of Suna from witnessing his melt-down.
“Sand Tsunami!” Gaara’s voice booms from behind us.
A tidal wave of sand bursts forth from the ground in front of us, and comes crashing towards us with deadly force. Naruto leaps just in time, but his balance is off with my added weight and he loses his hold on me. I crash to the ground and scramble to get to my feet, but it’s useless. I’m simply too weak to get up on my own.
“HOW COULD YOU?!” I hear Gaara scream. “HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME?!”
Shikamaru and Temari move in from opposite flanks, trying to reach me. The sand snatches Shikamaru up by the ankle and flings him away like a rag doll. He crashes into a sand dune. Temari battles Gaara’s sand with her fan. She knows his movements, but isn’t used to fighting his full fury. He slams forth his sand with enough force to send her flying. Her body impacts with a large boulder and she doesn’t move to get back up.
“Temari!!” Shikamaru cries in panic, headed for her.
I see Gaara barreling towards me with terrifying speed. His sand is in a huge claw behind him, poised to snatch me up. He doesn’t truly intend to crush me… but he’s blinded by his rage. His battle movements are rehearsed like a play while his mind writhes in torment.
“GAARA!” Naruto cries in his own anger, also running towards me. “What the hell are you doing?! Give her a chance to explain!!”
EXPLAIN!? Gaara’s mind gives a sudden lurch as he thinks about why I might lie to him like this.
“Shadow Possession Jutsu!” Shikamaru cries, catching Gaara in his shadow hold and halting his movements. He is aided by the severe Suna sun overhead. Temari’s body is shielded behind his own like he does for his teammate Ino when her mind is not within her own body in battle. Gaara wrestles against him for the ability to move his fingers. It’s all he needs to move his sand, but Shikamaru knows this and for now his chakra holds Gaara’s body and hands steady.
Gaara ceases fighting and stares at me again. He begins flipping through every memory of making love to me that he has, again and again. He tries to remember his mistake. He tries to remember if he spilled his seed into my body again – but he knows he hasn’t. A new pain washes through him at the idea that perhaps the baby is not his own. Even though he feels the pain – he doesn’t believe it. He suddenly wants to, because it would mean I was safe. But he saw the sand move to protect the baby, and he knows marrow deep that I have loved no one but him.
Naruto moves to stand between Gaara and me, and I wrap my arms instinctively around my body – to shield the children who are suddenly as still as death in my womb. The terror in their minds overwhelms every other sensation.
“Shadow clone jutsu!” Naruto shouts, and suddenly there are twenty of him between me and Gaara. Kakashi reappears, and he and Sakura put themselves in flanking positions on either side of me. Kakashi has his shinobi headband lifted to expose his Sharingan eye and watch Gaara’s movements.
“The baby didn’t die Gaara,” I choke out, as my tears begin falling down my face. “I didn’t know. Not until after you came back for me. I’m so sorry! I didn’t want to hurt you!”
His mind reels at the impossible information. She’s been pregnant the entire time?! He remembers the utter devastation of my grief in the hospital. He remembers his agony at seeing my pain, but his relief that it meant I was safe. It meant I would… Live. She’s… she’s dying.
He looks into my eyes and for a brief moment, his are clear as he tries to peer into my very soul. I cannot hide my devastation from him. The image of the woman writhing in pain and screaming flashes through his mind, and she has my face. Then his expression shifts into rage again, and terror floods through him.
SHE’S CHOOSING TO DIE?! YOU’RE LEAVING ME?!! NO!!!!! “IT WILL DIE BEFORE IT TAKES YOU FROM ME!!” he screams. His rage is enough to break him free from Shikamaru’s hold and he launches his sand at my belly.
It’s not a mass attack, but pinpointed. It pierces straight through several of Naruto’s clones at blinding speed. He’s trying to hurt the babies, to end them before they can kill me. But his attempt is useless. His sand impacts another wall of sand that springs forth to shield my belly. This sand is slightly different in color – gray instead of gold. It’s not under Gaara’s control, but is shielding the children on its own. His sand ricochets off the wall upon impact and strikes a glancing blow against my face instead. The pain is sharp and quick, and I feel blood trickle down my cheek.
“Rasengan!!” Naruto screams, launching the spinning ball of chakra at Gaara’s head with three of his remaining shadow clones. The Rasengan strikes Gaara’s Ultimate Defense sand, which is shielding his body instinctively. “What the hell are you doing, Gaara?!” Naruto screams at him in rage. “Those are your kids!!”
Gaara’s mind trips again for the briefest moment. Kids? He looks at my stomach again in confusion, then registers my size with new shock.
“That’s right!” Naruto screams. “Those two babies in there are your kids! Yours and Mizuke’s! This is not their fault! They don’t mean to hurt anybody!”
Two babies!? Gaara’s mind screams in agony at the thought of me suffering through the birth of more than one child before I die. “I don’t care!” Gaara screams back. “They’ll kill her!”
“Listen to me damnit!” Naruto tries again. “Those bastards didn’t ask for permission when they locked those demons inside us! We didn’t ask for this! But your kids didn’t ask for it either! You can’t destroy them! This is not their fault!”
Gaara doesn’t disagree with Naruto. He understands exactly what the situation is, but it’s not enough. It may not be intentional, but they are still going to cause my death. He can’t allow that. I have to live. He cannot be the cause of my death. He cannot kill the only thing he’s ever loved. His heart already screams against the blood on my cheek.
“It’s too late, Gaara!” Sakura’s voice suddenly shouts from directly beside me. Her eyes are solemn and sincere as she looks directly into his. “You can’t kill them without killing Mizuke too!”
No… He freezes and his mind chokes in denial. I can’t be too late…
“If you cause her to miscarry now, we won’t be able to save her anyway,” she says with calm and firm clarity. “The bleeding alone would end her life. It would simply mean that you killed her yourself. Nothing you do will change her fate now.”
Gaara falls to his knees, rocking with his head in his hands. She can’t! She can’t die! This is all my fault! He grips his shirt front so hard that it tears away under his fist. I killed her! My Love! I killed her because I loved her! They should have killed me! Why couldn’t they succeed?! That woman should never have brought me back from the dead! I was supposed to die!
“No!” I cry out in pain at his thoughts. I am beginning to sob violently, trying to wipe away the blood from my cheek. “No Gaara! This isn’t your fault!”
“Mizuke!” I hear Shikamaru’s voice call to me from a distance. He’s lifting a limp Temari up in his arms. His expression is furious. “The memory bank! Unlock it!! Now!”
“What?!” I call back in confusion through my tears.
“Release the seal!” he screams. “Do it now!”
It feels so cruel, but Shikamaru is right. This will be my only chance. I reach into Gaara’s mind, racing into the corner where I’ve buried my little treasure trove of secrets. It feels like yet another betrayal to use them as a weapon, but I release the seal holding them back without hesitation.
Suddenly, the memories I’ve piled up begin pouring through Gaara’s mind; the baby’s movements, their emotions, their comfort – all the things I wanted to share with him. They’re flooding through too fast, like yet another reset. I take advantage of his distraction, shifting in his mind and touching it hard and quick – knocking him out cold and ending his suffering.
No. Not ending. Delaying. He will still have all the new memories when he wakes back up. He falls limp to the ground again. I scramble frantically over to his body and pick him up out of the dirt. I lean his head on my belly, and his face looks peaceful again but there’s still blood on the lower half of his face. I am sobbing so hard that I can barely see as I clutch him to my breast.
It wasn’t supposed to happen this way!! I scream in my own rage. He wasn’t supposed to see me like this!!
After a few minutes of sobbing, I feel Naruto’s hands on my shoulders. He begins pulling me back. Kakashi moves in front of me and begins to take Gaara’s body into his arms. He intends to run with him far into the desert and wait for him to wake up.
“No…” I sob. “No. I can’t. I can’t, Kakashi.”
“You don’t have to, Mizuke,” he says in a soft voice with pain in his good eye. He has put the headband back in place over his other Sharingan eye. “You don’t have to do anything more. I will take care of him now.”
I let Gaara slip from my hands and my sobs begin turning into screams. I wrap my arms around myself, as if trying to hold myself together. The babies are so distressed they are kicking and flailing, but the pain in my body doesn’t hold a candle to the heartache ripping through me. Naruto lifts me into his arms and begins walking. I grip his shirt in my fists and scream into his chest – wishing I could decide to just deliver the babies and die now. It would be better than all this pain.
“You can’t think like that, Mizuke,” Naruto says with a broken voice. “You have to live, remember? I have to protect you so these babies can live. You have to help me. We can’t get them out without you. You have to wait until they’re ready.” I can feel his tears splashing onto my face… but I still can’t stop screaming.
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60. Black King