Angels (Sasunaru)

𝕸𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚

In the name of 𝖌𝖔𝖉, I, Sasuke Uchiha, Take you, 𝕹𝖆𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖔 Uzumaki, to be my 𝖍𝖚𝖘𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖉, to have and to hold from this day 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉, For 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗, for 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖊, for 𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗, for 𝖕𝖔𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖗, in 𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘, and 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖍, to 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, and 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖍, 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞...
𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍..........

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*- A few hours later-*

I placed my newborn in his crib. He is quite peaceful and didn't cry during birth. A lot like... Naruto. 

I watched my baby silently sleeping. He has two whiskers and different colored eyes. He has my hair color.. He is a gorgeous baby.

I laid down on the bed me and my love once slept together on. God damn Naruto..

I wanted to sleep but instead I cried.. I cried so hard my eyes felt like they were going to explode, so hard my heart raced faster than a car, so hard my voice sounded ragged and rusty.

What am I going to do without him?.. Nothing... There is nothing I can do..! My life has been fucked! Fuck! I can't do anything about it! God damn Naruto! Might as well go die!

No.. This is all my fault... I'm the one who got him pregnant.. Fuck

I got up and walked to the kitchen slowly..

(lil suicidal thoughts warning)

There was a sharp knife there... Practically waiting for me. I kept the pace I was going at until I reached the item of my desire. Maybe I can join him..

"My love.." I heard an angelic voice say. It sounded a lot like Naruto's...

I slowly turned.. I saw..... Naruto?

"N-Naruto..!"

I cried looking at him once again. He had beautiful, white wings. He flew, like an angel. 

"My love... Please.. Stay alive.... Menma needs you." His angelic voice told me. The only thing I could do is stare in tears. I dropped to my knee's and faced my head down. I cried, I cried so hard I couldn't think straight.

"Sasuke.. Know that I love you... Please.... Find the will the live." He said with a smile as he slowly drifted away. 

"N-No...! P-Please! Come b-back!" I yelled as I sprung up and tried to reach up to him.

He left me with a sweet smile.. Naruto.. Come back......

*- 6 years later -*

"Papa.." Menma yelled.

"Yeah?" I asked as I hugged the child in my arms.

"Why don't I have a mama like the other kids at my school?" 

My eyes widened at the question. Tears quickly swelled up. I knew the question would come soon... but I never wanted to tell him.. but I have to give answers.

"Menma... It's time i'd tell you.."

He nodded and looked up to me.

"You.. Your mother. There was a few things about him. He was, well.. male."

"How?" 

"That's something I'll explain when your a lot older" I chuckled

"Well, I married him when we were 17." I explained as I brought a box full of pictures.