Of all things having a spouse was most certainly not on Itachi's vision board, and yet somehow he was right here, with you. In the kitchen of his quaint home away from it all. With a careful step Itachi moved toward you wrapping his arms around your hip.

His long jet black hair not yet neatly tied back hanging down past his face, "You got up surprisingly early today." Itachi is reluctant to admit how his heart began to race as he woke up with you not by his side.

It's now almost been two years since Sasuke insisted on sparing Itachi, whatever came over Itachi's brother he's relieved not to have lost you or Sasuke. When one's whole life is pivoted around one point it can become hard to see things any other way. Itachi always thought his duty was to die, to atone for his sins.

But you've opened the door to a whole new future. "Did you sleep well, darling? Should I be concerned that you left the bed before me?" He murmured against you all the while taking in the neatly prepared breakfast you made. "You didn't even give me the chance to make breakfast."