NOTE: Surprised? :) I am too. Not much to say except this chapter wrote itself since it deviated far from what I was planning to write.
Also missing out on NYCC today because I'm sick. If anyone's going tomorrow, would love to meet you. I'll probably hang around the OTP booth a lot.
WARNING: YAOI/MPREG/FOUL LANGUAGE/TORTURE/OC/OCC DISCLAIMER: I do not own Itachi or Deidara or Kishimoto's property though I really wish I did. XD
Let's Make Babies
Chapter 6
-FLASHBACK CONTINUED- Chapter 6:
"You can't be serious," said Kisame as he turned to look at his partner like he lost his marbles. "Did you forget what our, no-your mission is?" Not even giving Itachi a chance to respond, he continued. "And you think she's going to help us?" "We don't have a choice," replied Itachi. "What about Kabuto? He's a medic as good as any." "We don't know where he is now and we need a medic as soon as possible. This can't wait." "Fine. Then, how are we going to convince her to help us?" "Just leave that to me." Kisame glanced at his partner, observing his straight-laced face that, as usual, gave no clue as to what he might be thinking. What could Itachi do to convince the Hokage to help them? Whatever it was, Kisame knew Itachi wouldn't do it if he didn't think it was possible. And almost anything was possible with him. Still, what compelled him to go so far to help the blond? As far as Kisame knew, Itachi never cared for anyone in Akatsuki. "Kisame." "Huh?" Kisame turned around when he realized Itachi had stopped moving. "We're making camp here tonite. We should arrive there tomorrow." "Oh. Alright. I'll get food and wood for fire. Be right back." "Thank you," said Itachi as Kisame retreated into the forest. Itachi laid Deidara down on the floor as gently as he could and collapsed against a tree. Really, it took all he had left to not just drop the blond. That last fight took a lot out of him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of the verdant green of the forest before fully relaxing. He opened his eyes again to look over his charge. The blond teen was breathing evenly and deeply despite his poor condition. So peaceful he looked that Itachi didn't dare to wake him to properly wash him. What had they done to the blond? Itachi reached over to move a few dirty strands of once-shining, now dull blond hair from an even dirtier face marred with a bruised lip, black eye and blood-crusted wounds. Deidara looked even thinner than when he last saw him over a month ago. As a small breeze brushed past, he saw Deidara shiver slightly and noticed his cloak was missing. Hoping to keep Deidara from becoming sick, Itachi took off his cloak and covered Deidara with it. He then turned on his sharingan again to look at the condition of Deidara's chakra system only to see the black substance almost everywhere. He wondered what would happen after it had taken over Deidara's chakra system. All the blond had said was that "I'm not going to be me..." What did that mean? Would Deidara die? Or would he be possessed? Also, why did those blue-cloaked ninjas do that to Deidara? What was their purpose? It looked like they were trying to raise an army. But why? For war? And who exactly were they? He recognized none of them from the S-class missing nin bingo books. And the worst part of it all was somehow, it had something to do with him. The reason for Deidara's suffering was him. If Deidara knew, he'd only hate the Uchiha even more thought Itachi bemusedly. Still, there shouldn't be another Uchiha alive except for his little brother and yet, if what happened before was any evidence, there was. But...how? After their deaths, Konoha had done a check with their registry and confirmed every member of the Uchiha clan to be dead except for Sasuke and himself. So then, how? It was at this point that Kisame came back. "You alright?" asked Kisame as he walked over to them carrying fish and wood. Itachi had his arm over his eyes again and Kisame could tell it was hurting. "You overdid it, didn't you? Were they really that strong?" "Mmn." Kisame never knew about it until a few months ago. He was only able to find out by accident when they had been involved in a long fight against a pack of S-class ninjas. From that incident, he finally learned why Itachi avoided fights or tried to end them quickly. The longer he used his mangekyo sharingan, the more fatigued Itachi became and the more he lost his vision. Since that time, he also learned that there was no cure. Or at least, Itachi had no interest in looking for one. "You know anything about those blue-cloaked people?" asked Itachi. "Only got a glimpse of them, but no. Never seen them before. Why?" "They're strong. And there may be an Uchiha among them." "You're kidding. I thought you massacred them all," said Kisame as he handed over a cooked fish to his partner. "I thought so too." Itachi then took a bite out of his fish. "What makes you think there's an Uchiha among them? You saw him?" "No. But, their hideout was protected with a seal known only to the Uchiha clan. That was how I got in." "I see. What about the others?" "A lightning ninja. A fire kunoichi. A white-haired ninja that disappears and reappears through a technique I'm not aware of. And that's all I know for now." "Hmm...well, there's nothing we can do about it except report it to Pain and Konan now since this may affect our plans." Itachi nodded his head in agreement and the two finished their dinner after that in silence. "I'm going to leave a fish here for Deidara if he ever wakes up. He must be hungry. He looks almost like a skeleton right now. If it were anyone but you who told me that was Deidara, I wouldn't believe them." "He does look bad, doesn't he?" "That's putting it nicely. It looks more like he went to hell and back. I'm surprised he's even still alive with that girly figure of his." Itachi was amused that Kisame still thought of Deidara as a girl. "And you don't look so great yourself either. Especially because of those eyes of yours. So, you better get some rest. I'll be taking first watch since we're in Konoha territory after all." Kisame left right after, leaving Itachi alone with Deidara again. Since there was nothing else to do, Itachi laid down near Deidara and fell asleep. After waiting a little until he heard Itachi's breath evened out, Deidara opened his eyes and looked to his left at Itachi. What was that about Itachi's eyes? Unbeknownst to Kisame and Itachi, he had actually woken up towards the end of their conversation and listened in on them. That fucker, Kisame. He'll definitely pay him back for that. And, when did that fish head come? What happened while he was asleep? And what was wrong with the Uchiha? He shifted a little, noticing the cloak covering him from the movement and finally realized that it was Itachi who had put it over him. He shifted again and removed the cloak distastefully. The movement from sitting up caused him to groan as he become a little dizzy from weakness. As a whiff of cooked fish wafted by, his stomach grumbled, reminding him how long it had been since he had a decent meal. Those bastards had never given him anything more than porridge once a day. After a certain point, he couldn't bring himself to be hungry any more. Now, smelling the fire-roasted fish, his stomach growled loudly and he tore into the fish like a starving hyena. When he was done, only the bones remained and he still felt hungry. He took a canteen and drank the water in gulps, almost making himself throw up in the process. He then took the rest of the water and splashed his face with it to clean himself up a little. He couldn't tell if he was doing it right because he had no mirror but, it was better than nothing. After that, Deidara didn't know what to do. The bastard was sleeping and shark face was probably still on watch. He soon became sleepy because of eating all that food, but he was shivering because he didn't have a towel to dry himself with and it was still the middle of the night. He rubbed himself to keep warm. As he thought of what he could do but kept coming up with nothing, he started thinking of all those nights he spent with Danna on missions. They would only carry one sleeping bag and tent because they usually slept together, knowing it was safe because of Deidara's traps. Even though Sasori-Danna was more puppet than human, it was fun and he liked being able to talk to Danna about whatever he thought about before he fell asleep. But, Danna died to that ugly hag and pink-haired bitch. And now he was alone and he was going to die too. No, not die; it was worse than death. He could feel the tears overwhelming his vision. After that one time he tried to take off the chakra-draining band, he never cried once there. He never wanted to show them his weak side, despite all the horrendous things they did. His only thoughts were on survival. And now that he was alive and didn't have to worry about that, the tears he held back flowed like a broken dam. Damn it. It'd be over for him if the Uchiha saw him like this. But even as he tried, it wouldn't stop. He wished Danna were here. He didn't want to be alone right now. But, Danna was gone. And so, he silently cried himself to sleep, dreaming of being with Danna one more time on those cold summer nights. -Itadei- When Kisame came back to wake Itachi up for his shift, he was greeted with quite the sight. He didn't know what happened but, there was blondie, curled into Itachi's side like an abandoned puppy, with the Uchiha being...well...the same stoic Uchiha, even asleep, and his cloak all but forgotten to the side. Kisame grinned mischievously. Well, it couldn't hurt to let them sleep a little longer. For this, it would be well worth sacrificing a little sleep and seeing them in the morning. -Itadei- When a chilly morning breeze blew by, Deidara snuggled deeper into the body next to him, trying to absorb more of that delicious heat radiating from it and not wanting to get up just yet. "Hey. I know you two frisky kittens had a rough day yesterday, but it's time you get up." Still half-asleep, he felt more than heard the body next to him rumble in its deep voice, "I've been up, Kisame." If he was asleep before, he wasn't now. He couldn't believe...! Damn it, un! Why?! Now, he really didn't want to wake up. One of the last few nights he had as himself and he...he... He just shut his eyes tighter, hoping it was all just a genjutsu for once and he'd wake up from it soon. "Really? Could have fooled me. Or is there something going on between you and blondie that I don't know about?" WHAT?! Was shark breath implying he and...?! Now he had to get up. Before giving the Uchiha bastard a chance to reply, Deidara sat up and retorted, "Are you implying something, un, fishface!?" "I don't know, twinkie." That comment alone earned him a visible death glare from the blond bomber. He almost cackled with glee. It's been too long since he's had the chance to rile someone up like this and he wasn't about to waste a minute of it. "Why else would you be cuddled up with someone you say you hate? For all I know, that hatred stuff could be just a front." "It's not. What makes you think I'd do anything with that pale-skinned vampire, huh!" "Then?" "I...well...I...It's...a...habit, un." He whispered. Feeling a little childish, Deidara continued on, "Me and Danna always slept together, un." "Danna? You mean Sasori? Wow. You mean to tell me that now that puppet-freak is dead, you've moved onto the next stoic bastard available? " The look on the bomber's face had Kisame laughing his guts out. So much so that he hadn't noticed when Deidara had reached within striking vicinity. "Ow. The fuck, blondie?" Although he was considerably stronger, that punch still hurt, especially since it connected with his face. He looked up at the pissed off bomber. "Hey. Take it easy. It was just a joke." The blond only pulled his hand into a fist again and Kisame knew there was no hope reasoning. Kisame quickly got up and ran, the punch barely scraping him since he was faster. Giving chase, Deidara yelled, "Come back here you asshole! And let me punch you!" He was beyond pissed. He couldn't believe it. How could that shit-for-brains goon say that? Danna hadn't even been dead for more than a couple months and they were already talking about him like he's been dead forever. Would he be the same? On top of that, sharkface was making him out to be a whore! Who did he think he was? Bombs or not, these fuckers have a thing coming if they think he was going to put up with these insults. He was not going to die like this. If anything, he was going to go out with a bang. But even as he gave chase and yelled for sharkface to get back here, the blue-skinned freak was too fast. Deidara could already feel his conscience leaving him as he ran slower and slower. Shit. His chakra. The pain. The burning. Why? Why now? He fell to the ground as he passed out, paler than when Itachi first saw him. Kisame walked up to the unmoving body as Itachi came up behind him with the kind of aura that made Kisame respond nervously, "What? He was looking just fine seconds ago. He even ate the fish." With red eyes, Itachi didn't respond and bent down to observe Deidara's chakra system. The blackness. They didn't have much time left. He put his cloak over Deidara and picked him up, feeling the cold clammy sweat rub onto his arms. "We have to go. Now." Kisame went to pick up whatever was useful, which wasn't much except for a few canteens, and the two continued on their way to Konoha. ~~~TBC~~~ Please review! I'm sure you guys were disappointed about the lack of confrontation with Tsunade by now. Sorry. :P Like I said, this chapter just wrote itself. So, I'm really sorry. If it sucks and you felt it was a waste of your time, sorry. I wish I could give you your time back but I'm not Pein. XD Thinking about it, I may edit this a bit. I'm still not satisfied with some parts. I just really wanted to post it up. Next chapter TBA...
