Your Memories Chapter 1: The Beginning, a naruto fanfic

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I hope you enjoy this one-shot and maybe it can turn into a two-shot depending on how many readers want one and if they liked it.

I have been having a writer's block on Haunted House Assignment, but I have started working on the next chapter so expect an update soon, like in two or three weeks. Oh and thanks to all those that have reviewed my other stories! You make me so happy, and get me even more motivated to write!

I know it's a long wait, but please be patient with me. I have been stressed in school due to the math TAKs and other test I have to study for, so that explains my long updates. Also because I have been having that huge writer's block, so yea. –sheepish laugh-

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Mother's day is almost here, so i decided to update this story earlier than I had usually thought, so enjoy! ^^

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the song, but I do own the ideas and plot!

Oh and by the way, the lyrics are in Spanish and the English words next to them are the translation

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Your Memories

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Por tus recuerdos mama (By your memories mom)

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Our story begins on a quiet night. The stars twinkled like glitter on black paper as the animals went inside their shelters.

It seemed that all through Konoha, every living creature was asleep peacefully, but north of the village, down to where the Uchiha Compounds were located, one would notice a restless soul still lurked around his house.

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The floorboards creaked as Sasuke Uchiha made his way to the kitchen. Turning on the light he squinted his eyes from the brightness. He grabbed a glass cup from the cupboard, and walked to the sink to fill it with water and kneeled down on his kitchen table.

It was quiet he noticed taking a sip of his cup; not even the crickets were awake to sing their late night song.

His eyes scanned the room until they stopped on a magnetized calendar on the refrigerator. Finishing his water, he stood and put the cup in the sink before walking to the calendar.

Going up to it, he noticed a date circled in red marker. Looking closer, he saw that May 10th was circled and underneath it, it said Mother's day.

"No wonder I woke up," he said to himself.

Walking down the hallway, he became aware that this had become a routine for him on every mother's day. He would wake up late at night and stay awake for hours, until sometimes the sun would already be rising.

Then he would get ready and visit his mother's tomb at the Uchiha Memorial Shrine.

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Tus recuerdos guardo en mi cajón (Your memories I keep in my drawer)
Y al abrirlo me llena de dolor (And when opened, it fills me of pain)
Aunque sé que no me olvidaras (Although I know that you will not forget me)
Ahí arriba donde estas mama. (There above where you are mom.)
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He opened the door to his parents' room; he never went in there for it brought too many memories of his deceased loved ones. He walked over to his parents' closet and grabbed a box that was on the floor.

Lifting it, he brought it with him and sat on the edge of the bed.

Lifting up the top, he came upon photos and other things belonging to his family. Reaching his hand in the carton, he brought out what looked like box of old pocky.

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Es algo indescriptible (It's something indescribable)
Ella te falta cuando aun eres niño (She was needed when you were a child)
La madures en ti aun no ha llegado. (The maturity in you has not yet arrived)
Pues tu aun estas creciendo (For you are still growing)

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oOoOo

Sasuke walked into his house removing his shoes as he walked to the living room. Arriving there, he was met by the presence of both his mother and his aunt.

"Sasuke," Mikoto called to her son as he walked toward her to give her a hug.

"Hello, Mom," he said giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Hello, aunt," he said bowing respectfully to his relative.

"My, my, haven't you've grown Sasuke dear," his aunt said pinching his cheeks to emphasize his maturity.

"You know how he hates that sister-in-law," Mikoto giggled at the sight of Sasukes' scrunched up face as he rubbed his swollen cheeks.

Letting out an amused laugh she grabbed Sasuke by the hands, "So tell me boy, how old are you now?"

"Six, right mommy," Sasuke exclaimed turning to his mother for approval.

"That's right, my Sasu-chan is growing up!" scooping up her son into her arms she ruffled his hair while he tried to free his head from her hard grasp.

Laughter filled the small room until the aunt began taking something from her bag.

"Here you go, Sasuke, some yummy pocky," his aunt said handing her nephew a box of chocolate covered sticks.

"Thank you," he responded taking the candy into his small hands, still sitting on his mother's lap he opened the box to shove a chocolate pocky stick into his mouth and another into his mother's.

Laughter once again filled the room as both women watched as the young boy ate the candy greedily.

oOoOo

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Hay Dios mío ahora que hago para (My God, now what do I do)
Avanzar a lado de otra gente (To advance to the side with the other people)
Y no así sentirme muy diferente pues (So that I don't feel so different)
Yo no tengo a mi mama (Because I don't have my mom)

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He gave a soft grin as he remembered that day. Putting the candy back into the box, he made a grab for the next object that caught his attention.

Taking his hand out of the cardboard, he brought out a maroon velvet book. As he glanced at the digital clock that was by the bedside, he noticed that it was three in the morning.

Figuring he might as well get to his room, he settled the book at the bedside. Standing up, he gave a stretch of his arms.

Picking up the cardboard box, he put it back into its place where it once was. He made his way out of the room with the book in hand.

Arriving at his room, he gently opened the door as he went in and closed it just as quietly as before.

Crossing the area, he sat on the windowsill that was right next to his bed. Sitting with a leg boasted on the sill and the other hanging so that his toes touched the floor he opened the book.

The first thing he saw when he lifted the cover was the words 'Property of Mikoto Uchiha' in pretty cursive.

Flipping the page, he noticed a picture of his young mother and father, holding hands, glued to the page.

'Hn, it's a scrap book,' he thought flipping to the next page.

The next was a picture of his mother wearing a summer hat as she was kneeled on the ground planting some daisies. Looking closely, he could see a finger cropping a corner of the picture.

Sasuke seemed to notice as he let out a small chuckle. He also remembered that day.

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oOoOo

It was another warm spring, as Mikoto Uchiha took both her sons out to the back yard to play.

While Itachi and Sasuke were playing catch, their mother went to her small garden and began to pull out the weeds that had inhabited themselves in her property.

All of a sudden, a sob was heard from where the two boys were playing. Turning around to see what the problem was she saw Sasuke sitting on the ground with his face in his hands.

Walking closer to her small son, she knelt down as she grabbed him into her arms.

"What's wrong, Sasuke?" Mikoto asked wiping the tears from the five year old. Controlling himself, Sasuke took a deep breath before saying, "I-Itachi, threw the b-ball too hard; it hit me on the f-face."

"Itachi, is this true?"

"It was an accident mom," Itachi replied as he crossed his arm, pouting at the same time.

She let out a giggle at her older son's antics. Standing up with Sasuke still her hands, she walked over to her garden once again.

"Want to help mommy with her garden, Sasuke?" she asked placing him on the grass.

He wildly clapped his small hands nodding his head in the process. Mikoto let out another laugh as she kissed him on the forehead before handing him a small shovel.

Within minutes, they were almost done planting and furnishing the soil.

Standing up, Sasuke wiped his mud-covered hands on his white shorts. Suddenly, Itachi was behind him with a camera in his hands. Whispering something into Sasuke's ear, Sasuke have a cheeky smile as he grabbed the camera and pointed it toward his mom, who was busy planting a daisy.

Pushing the button, a flash emitted as it captured the moment forever.

oOoOo

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Mami yo quiero darte las gracias (Mom I want to give you thanks)
Por darme fuerza y mucho corazón para seguer (For giving me the strength and heart to go on)
Gloria sabes que me haces falta (Glory, for you know that I need you)
Porque estaba acostumbrado a tu lado vivir (Because I was used to living by your side)

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Turning the page, there was a photograph of him as a newborn held by his smiling mother, with his father standing next to her and behind Itachi.

Though he would never say it aloud, he wished that this moment would last forever. He hoped that Itachi had never killed his whole clan and maybe that way his mother and father would still have been here with him.

He let out a sigh as he flipped the page. The next photograph was an image of his mother and himself in the kitchen with flour all across their faces.

oOoOo

"Mom, I want to bake cookies for someone that I care about!" six-year-old Sasuke exclaimed running toward his mother who was washing dishes.

"Really? So who is this somebody?" his mother asked drying her hands on her yellow apron she was wearing.

"I can't tell you mom!" he said as a wave of anxiety washed through his face.

"Alright, what kind of cookies do you want to bake?" she asked him taking out the ingredients they were going to need.

"Um, what's your favorite type of cookie mommy?" he asked her slyly making his way to a chair to stand up on.

Mikoto gave him a smile before putting her finger on her chin in a thinking manner. "Well, my favorite type of cookie is chocolate chip, sweetie,"

"Okay, I want to make chocolate chip cookies too!" Sasuke replied.

As the next thirty minutes passed, he and his mother worked on baking cookies. At last, Mikoto grabbed the tray of cookie dough and put it into the oven for them to bake.

Grabbing all the dirty dishes, she put them into the sink and let the warm water wash away the substances that the dishes held.

"Mom, look!" she heard her son shout before turning around into a handful of flour. A small boyish giggle was heard from Sasuke as he jumped off his chair onto the tiled floor. He watched his mother begin to wipe the flour from her face with her hands.

A smile cracked onto her face as she playfully threw the flour back at him. She let out a laugh at the sight of the shocked, flour-covered face of her son.

They played like that until finally they were drenched from head to toe with the white powered substance.

"Mom? Sasuke? What are you guys doing?" Itachi asked catching sight of his mother and brother. Recovering from their flour battle Sasuke explained that they were just having fun.

"Itachi, can you go get the camera," Mikoto said to her older son as she ushered him out of the kitchen.

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"Come on Sasu-chan, say cheese to the camera," his mother said smiling at the small boy who was looking forward. As both smiled, Itachi pressed the button making a flash emit from the device.

"Mommy, the cookies are for you!"

"Aw, thank you Sasu-chan!"

oOoOo

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Eras una madre que luchabas (You were a kind of mother who tried her hardest)
Y aunque estuviéramos tristes (Although we were sad)
Siempre nos hacías reír (You always made us laugh)
Sabes Ma Nigga te ama (You know my your son loves you)
Que lo quiero expresar solo a ti (I want to express it only to you)

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He flipped through the pages for the next hour. Most of the pictures contained in the photo album were mostly of him and his mother.

He was always more attached to his mother than his father, due to the fact that his dad spent most of his time with Itachi than he did with Sasuke.

However, Sasuke never really complained. He always loved his mother's affections more than he liked his father's appraises.

Finally, he was coming to the end of his memory journey. The last page was of all four of them sitting under a Sakura tree.

The last picture they ever took as a family.

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oOoOo

"Come on boys, today's mother's day and we are taking your mother out for a nice picnic," Fugaku, their father, said to them.

As Itachi walked to his room to gather get ready, Sasuke jumped though out the whole house looking for his mother to tell her the news.

"Mom, mom, mom!" he yelled running, all of a sudden, he bumped into some legs that were making their around the corner.

"Sasuke, you should be more careful, you might get hurt." Mikoto told her son picking him up from the ground.

"We're going to the park," Sasuke began, "today is mommy's day and father said we are having a picnic."

"Really," Mikoto replied surprise etched in her voice, "Well then, let's go get ready. I'll race you Sasuke," his mother grinned as both she and her eight-year-old son ran off to the kitchen to get food.

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Arriving at the park, Fugaku chose a shady area under a Sakura tree that seemed to be in the middle of blooming.

As Itachi, Mikoto, and Fugaku set up the picnic area, Sasuke began to gather flowers from the nearby bushes and flower beds.

Finishing setting up, Itachi was sent by his father to fetch his little brother while he and his wife took out the food.

As Itachi neared Sasuke, he noticed a handful of daisy, tulips, and small roses in his small hands.

"Sasuke, mother and father said for you to come back to the picnic area."

"I'm coming, big brother," Sasuke replied still trying to detach a tulip from the ground. As he struggled to pull the other flowers that were in his hands fell to the grass. He was about to pick them up when Itachi's right hand gathered them while the other pulled the tulip with ease.

"Come on foolish little brother, mother is waiting." With that said, he handed over the flowers to Sasuke, but not before flicking his forehead.

"Ow, big brother, that hurt!" Sasuke yelled putting a hand to his red forehead as he ran after Itachi.

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As the sun began to set, all four family members were seated against the trunk of the tree, watching the sunrise.

Sasuke was seated on his mother's lap while Itachi and their father were seated on either side of her.

"What a beautiful day," Mikoto said breaking the silence.

"Hn," Fugaku responded tightening his hold around his wife's' shoulders. An orange hue began to drift over them and the remaining families that had also come out to enjoy mother's day with their wife's and mother's.

"Mommy, can we take a picture together?" Sasuke asked looking up at his mother.

"Sure, Sasu-chan" Mikoto smiled, liking the idea. As she took out her camera that she had brought with her, she called to someone who was walking by them, if they could take a picture of her and her three males.

"Alright, smile everyone," the woman cooed pointing the camera at the Uchiha family.

-Flash-

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Esto que estoy cantando (What I am singing)
Es my corazón es lo que está sintiendo (Is what I am feeling in my heart)
Es lo que Nigga hoy está viviendo (This is what yours on is living through today)
Quisiera que todo esto solo fuera un invento (I wish this was all just a game)

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He stared at the picture, thought whirling inside his head.

'Why Itachi, why did you have to kill them.' He thought his eyes glaring out into the woods.

Closing the book, he put it on the floor leaning against the wall; he closed his eyes, inhaling then exhaling.

Opening his eyes once again, he pulled back the dark navy curtain revealing a full moon that began to light up his room.

Starting out, he watched the stars twinkle with the moon, as he felt relaxed and serene. Suddenly, a ray of moonlight showed through the window; he followed the light until it landed on a sleeping figure that was on his bed.

The rise and fall of a chest could be seen under the covers as pink hair was spread out on the pillow. His eyes softened catching the sight of a woman who was peacefully sleeping.

They softened even more when said woman's eyes began to open lazily before focusing on his face.

"Sasuke-kun, what are you doing up so early?" the pink haired woman asked shifting herself so that she was on her back facing him, but not before taking a glance at the digital clock that read 4:15 am.

"Hn, go back to sleep, Sakura," Sasuke replied getting up from the window sill and sitting next to her on the bed.

She let out a giggle, and then she reached out her hands in an invitation for him to lay his head on her shoulder.

He gave her a smirk before laying next to her while she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he rested his head on the crook of her neck.

"Why are you up so early, Sasuke-kun?" Sakura asked him, unconsciously stroking his black locks.

"Thinking," he replied feeling his eyes begin to get heavy. They laid in silence and Sasuke thought she had fallen asleep again when he heard her speak.

"About what?"

"The past," he never really liked to go into detail when he talked, he liked to beat around the bush, especially with Sakura, and wait to see if she could figure it out.

"Aa, let me guess, its mother's day today, am I right?"

She felt him nod and instantly she tightened her hug around him. She was about o say something when he beat her to it.

"I will always miss her."

Tears began to well up in Sakura's eyes but she refused to let them fall. "She will always love you Sasuke-kun." She left it at that, waiting for him to say anymore, if he wanted to.

"Hn."

Once again they were in silence, she was about to fall asleep when she felt his hand begin to rub her stomach.

"She's moving," Sakura heard him say, still stroking her small bulging belly, softly. Moving her head, so that she could see his face, she noticed his eyes had softened.

A smile crossed her pale face, putting her own hand over his that was still placed on her stomach.

"Yes, she is."

"What will she be called?" Sasuke asked only above a whisper.

"Whatever you wish to name her, Sasuke-kun," Sakura replied, quite surprise that he had asked this question, at this time.

He stayed quiet, still rubbing her stomach. Unexpectedly, he stopped his movement and as Sakura looked down at him, she saw her husband looking at her with intense eyes that she felt herself blush.

Even after three years of marriage, he still had the ability to make her blush.

Then he wrapped his arms around her waist as he snuggled his head even deeper into her neck. Shivers crawled down her spine as she felt him speak, "Can we name her…Mikoto?"

Sakura finally let the tears she was holding descend down her cheeks as she hugged him so hard that she was sure she was suffocating, yet he didn't complain, he just returned the gesture just as hard, but being careful not to crush her stomach.

"Of course, Sasuke-kun," she replied giving him a kiss on the forehead.

"You are going to be a great mother, Sakura,"

"And you an excellent father, Sasuke-kun,"

Leveling himself so that he was face to face with her, he gave Sakura a gentle kiss, showing his gratitude and love that he had for this woman.

This female who was beautiful, kind, gentle, caring, and loving…

Just like his mother.

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Well I'm done with this story

I hope you enjoyed the story, the song is sang by DJ Flex (Nigga) a Spanish singer, if you want to hear the song go to my profile and it's in the way bottom of the page

This story is dedicated to all mothers and soon to be moms out there in the world! Hope you have a great mother's day!

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Mojo-Jojo signing off, till next time ^^