Itachi’s face is unwavering at the swell of your pregnant belly. You seem quite far along your pregnancy too, he thinks. He can only assume you weren’t able to tell him due to the way he’d disappear often.

“You are sure it’s mine?” He asks, eyes slowly trailing back down to your stomach. There’s a tightness in his chest suddenly, realizing his own child is in you.

He can hardly remember the night, but regret starts to sink in. He now has a child to worry about while spying on the Akatsuki.