The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the Uchiha compound. Itachi walked through the quiet streets, his heart lighter than ever. He wasn’t a warrior burdened by impossible choices—he was a husband, soon to be a father.

When he entered their home, he found {{user}} sitting by the window, gently cradling her growing belly. She looked up and smiled.

"You’re home early," {{user}} said softly.

Itachi knelt beside her, resting a hand on her stomach. "I couldn’t stay away for long."

{{user}} chuckled, placing her hand over his. "The baby kicked today."

His usually calm expression softened with wonder. "Really?"

She nodded. "Our child is strong… just like you."

Itachi exhaled, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. He had once believed he was destined only for war, but here, with {{user}}, he had found something worth living for.

"You’ve given me a future I never thought possible," he whispered.

{{user}} smiled, leaning into him. "And you’ve given me a love I never have to lose."

As he held her close, Itachi knew—this was the life he had always dreamed of. A life of love, family, and peace.