Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ When Angels Deserve to Die ❯ Bathtime ( Chapter 1 )

When Angels Deserve to Die - Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Naruto characters, all original characters are mine.

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IMPORTANT:

This is the sequel to Wake Me Up Inside. It is required to understand nearly this entire story; this chapter will probably be the only chapter clear if you haven't already read Wake Me Up Inside. Thank you for reading!

-darkestrose

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"Ayame-chan! Where are you?" Kit called as she ran through the hallways of their home.

It was bath time, and eight-year-old Ayame hated baths. She never took baths if she could help it and Itachi and Kit had a hell of a time trying to find her for baths. Itachi was out; otherwise Kit would ask him for help finding Ayame. He seemed good at those things.

He had changed. He had changed even before they were married and before they had Ayame. He had opened up more; it was so sudden when he had told her he loved her. Not that she minded, it was much better; now she could talk to him and he would open up more. There were times when he would close up completely, and she didn't know why, but he would come around afterwards and apologize.

As if on cue, Kit scurried past the door and it opened, revealing Itachi in his black cape with red clouds. She ran up to him.

"Itachi-kun, have you seen - " His kiss cut her off.

He pulled back and offered her a rare smile. "Have I seen…?" he trailed off, prompting her to continue.

Kit returned his smile. "Have you seen Ayame-chan?"

His eyes flashed red once, and then returned to black. "Under our bed."

"Thank you." Kit said, running off in the said direction.

Itachi stared after her, and smiled to himself. It was wierd, opening up like he did. It was so foreign, so different, but he didn't mind. He had to protect himself sometimes, and he closed up and would revert back to his emotionless self.

Kit made him happy. She was everything he wanted, everything he desired, everything he needed. He wasn't good with words, so when she had told her how he felt, he had kissed her and he just blurted it out. It had been wierd, but it worked, and he returned her feelings. Thus, they had married and had a girl, Ayame.

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She turned to the door, and stopped when she felt Itachi's arms circling her waist. She gasped when she felt his lips on her neck and a voice in her ear. "Don't go.."

"W-What do you mean...?" Kit said shakily. It was all happening so fast.

"Why would you leave?"

"I don't know.."

"Then don't." Itachi said, turning her around. Her wide green eyes met his onyx ones. Emotions swirled around in them, very uncharacteristic for one who was so quiet and closed off.

"I -" Kit was cut off by Itachi pressing his lips to hers. Her eyes widened, then closed as she realized this was what she really wanted. She smiled into his kiss, and when he pulled back, she whispered the three words she'd long to say without rejection. "I love you."

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Itachi's thoughts were interrupted by a playful scream and a shout of `Ayame! Get back here!' echoing through the small house. Kit was seen running after Ayame, and they were heading towards him. He sighed. Ayame skidded to a stop, and looked up into the black eyes of her father.

"H-Hi Father.." she sweatdropped. `Aw.. Shit..'

Kit grabbed her around the waist while she was preoccupied with her father's commanding stare, and ignored the shriek of `Let go!' She marched down the hall to the washing room and promptly dropped Ayame into the tub, disregarding her clothes.

"Mom.." Ayame whined.

"Ayame, when I come back, I want to see you dressed, hair clean, and those dirt spots off your arms and legs."

"But mom.."

"Don't `but mom' me." Kit shook her finger sternly, although her eyes were far from punishing, leaving no threat in her finger waving. "Wash up, and then come for dinner.

Ayame sighed as the door slid shut. She stripped her clothing off, laying her black shorts and white top on the chair beside the wooden tub. There was only one window, its purpose served to let the steam and fresh air in the humid bathroom, and that was only useful five years ago; she was too big to fit through the small window, as it was about the size of both her hands put side-by-side.

Not like she was big, no, she was the exact opposite. Ayame was born small and extremely skinny, it was all she could do just to cover her body with skin. Her ribs still showed, and they grossed most of the students at the academy out, so she didn't have many friends.

That also made being a ninja hard. Unlike other ninjas, who had a natural body figure and muscles, she had a skinny, food-deprived look to her body; although she ate well. However, she had her father's sharinigan, which proved to be useful in battle.

She had never really fought anyone with the intentions of killing them, but she had trained with her parents and at the academy. If she really wanted to become a ninja, she would have to pass at the academy, so she trained at home with her parents, and then went for the tests at the ninja school. Tomorrow was her final exam, and she would get her head protector right away. It would be no problem for her, she knew that, but she was still nervous.

Ayame was a spitting image of her mother; save for her sharinigan eye and her turquoise eyes. She had blue-green eyes, but she had her mothers long black hair, it was pin straight, like her mothers. To keep her hair out of her eyes, she had secured a section of both sides with a gold band to keep it out of her way; the rest hung down to just below her butt.

She sunk into the water, dunking her mass off black hair under the water and grabbing the soap and washcloth. `I hate baths..' Ayame didn't know why she hated baths, she just did. Sighing dramatically again, she proceeded to wash herself clean.

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Kit smiled as she excited the washroom, leaving Ayame to the bath. She still wasn't used to this parent thing, even though she was nearly thirty. However, Itachi and herself didn't look a day over twenty, which was odd. Probably because she was an angel; and Itachi went out and did missions for the Akatsuki all the time. She snapped back to reality, smiled and walked down the hall to prepare dinner, smiling to herself.

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AN: I'm so sorry for the long delay, but I've been planning out the chapters. School starts in three-four days and I dunno when I'm going to get a chance to update. Thanks for reading so far, and please review!

UPDATE:

-revised small part

-changed character description