Parenting 101🍡

Too Far Beyond Limits🥀

*Warning: angst⚠️. If you don't like it then, by all means, don't be shy and exit🧍‍♀️*

(Itachi's POV)

When I heard the sound of children crying I knew that something was wrong. Instantly I shot up from the kitchen stool and ran into the living room. Kisame followed behind me after cutting off the stove.
There in the middle of the living room, I saw every single one of the members on the floor crying their eyes out.

Itachi: what's going on in here?

A little Deidara looked at me with tear-filled eyes and began babbling out some random stuff.

Deidara: don't divorce daddy. Please stay together mommy.

My mouth fell agape, and my eyes widened in shock. I was blushing like crazy and I knew I couldn't hide it. My moment of shock turned into embarrassment when Kisame was behind me.

Kisame: what do you children mean exactly? Divorce?

Sasori: yeah. You don't love mommy anymore do you, daddy? You didn't even give mommy a ring on the special finger.

I honestly felt as if I could just faint on the floor and melt away. These kids were just getting bold each day and honestly I don't know how long I can take this. Pain and Konan really need to get back.

My long train of thoughts stopped abruptly when I felt something on my waist. Looking down I saw Kisame's large hand gently holding onto me. Looking up I saw a flustered Kisame looking straight ahead and trying to calm the crying children.

Kisame: Now, I don't know exactly where y'all got this little claim and idea about divorce, but it needs to stop, ok. Just because your mommy doesn't have a ring doesn't mean I don't love him. You don't need a ring on the "special finger" to show all of your love ok.

Itachi: w-wait I-

Kisame: shhh just play along.

I don't know why but I felt a slight pang in my chest when Kisame told me to play along. Was I upset that what he said wasn't heartfelt, or was it just my head playing tricks again? I didn't want to stick around and figure it out, playing his little game needed to stop. This whole mommy and daddy thing is obviously going to my head. Pushing Kisame's hand off my waist and collecting myself, I focused on the original task at hand.

Itachi: I think you guys read and had enough fun for today. Go get yourselves cleaned up. Dinner is almost ready. No more chatting about divorce and stuff. You little ones are too young.

Tobi: but mo-

Itachi: NO BUTS, I MEAN NOW!!!

(Kisame's POV)

Itachi seemed to go silent after yelling at Tobi. I was stunned. Typically, Itachi could handle stress more than I could. This sudden anger and stress angered me at the fact that he yelled at Tobi in that way. Sure these kids were a handful, but Itachi-san raising his voice was irregular and uncalled for in this situation.
I looked sternly at him when our eyes met.

Kisame: Come with me. We need to talk.

Instead, he completely ignored me and walked up the stairs. Oblivious to the fact that his hands were in pain from grabbing on the rails of the staircase so hard.

Tobi looked more dejected than ever after getting yelled at. The kids just seemed plain out saddened by the atmosphere in the room. To lighten the mood, I decided to set up a movie and let them eat in the living room.
Of course, I still needed to talk to Itachi-san. So I put the volume of the tv up very high and headed upstairs to our shared room. I knew this was going to be an ugly argument. I was not looking forward to it.

When I walked into the room, I could see that Itachi-san wasn't in his bed. Nor did I see the bathroom light on. Up ahead, the balcony door was open, and looking into the distance was none other than Itachi himself. His long hair blowing in the wind gently while his red hair tie held his raven-colored hair in a low ponytail. Obviously, he looked pretty mad and frustrated. The dark clouds in the night seemed to match his unfavorable mood.

(Authors POV)

Kisame walked up to his partner and stood behind him thinking of what to say. Even though he didn't feel like letting Itachi know his behavior was off-key, he knew it was the most rational thing to do. The conversation needed to happen now or never.

Kisame: what's wrong? Why are you behaving like this all of a sudden?

Itachi stayed motionless and silent. It was as if Kisame's words fell on deaf ears.

Kisame: Answer me.

Itachi:..............leave me alone...

Kisame clenched his fist in frustration. This childish behavior of his partner wasn't quite resting well with him. With little patience, Kisame held himself together and spoke.

Kisame: We can stand out here all night, but in the meantime, explain yourself to me. The way you acted earlier was uncalled for and unreasonable. You can't tell at a child for being curious-

Itachi: AND WHY THE F*CK NOT!!

Kisame: are you hearing yourself right now? You can't do what you want just because they aren't your children. We need to take care of them.

Itachi: WELL MAYBE I DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM, DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT! I'M TIRED OF PLAYING HOUSE WITH YOU!!! THIS IS TOO MUCH.

Kisame: don't speak to me like that. If you were with Sasuke I bet you would have treated him much nicer huh. Even though he hurt and hates you, you still would crawl back and do whatever to confidentially protect him. Sasuke isn't the only person in the world. I-

*SLAP*

The sound was as loud as could be. Itachi's hand slapping Kisame in the face. Kisame stayed silent. The only sound was Itachi's uncontrollable sobbing and fast breathing. His fingers digging into the wounds on his palms over the bandages. Blood starting to seep through and stain the cloth.

Itachi: you know nothing about me. So don't ever mention my brother's name again.

By now his tears were running down his face. His cheeks and eyes were red and puffy, pale complexion clashing. His partner Kisame didn't even look in his direction. He simply started walking to his side of the room and grabbing clothing, a blanket, and a pillow.

Before even stepping out the room he spoke once more, but it was almost inaudible.

Kisame: I won't get in your way again. It seems that talking to you won't work either. Deal with your shit, and when you want to act like a grown adult I'll be waiting in the living room. Just don't ever involve the kids, because I might not hold back next time.

The door to the room closed gently and Itachi just stood looking at where Kisame once stood. His tears fell down his cheeks as he let Kisame's words sink in. Falling to his knees, Itachi sobbed and cried all night before eventually showering, fixing his bandages to his best ability, and heading to bed while still sobbing quietly.

The children were tucked in and already asleep. Kisame was laying on the couch and lost in thought. He never knew Itachi could be like this. Not wanting to think about the situation further, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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(つ .•́ _ʖ •̀.)つ 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖. 𝕀 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕔𝕣𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕝, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪,𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕖𝕕.....𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕤 𝕡𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕤🤗.