(AN: I tried to update earlier in March, but 's website was not letting me upload chapters. I apologize for the dely.)

The pain was excruciating unbearable. I can't really say how it felt. Only describe the labor with words most relevant to what I went through. Though the Nins' had various sutras and jutsu to numb or suppress it, still it had managed to tear at my vary insides. Fifteen hours, after so long, I was finally able to meet you. Nothing is greater than the joys of seeing your child for the first time. I was happy, but I knew that she would have to prepare for the difficult life ahead of her. Forgive your poor mother, Amelia.

There was nothing but tension in the waiting room. No one was permitted to enter the room until the labor was finished. Itachi felt nervous, nervous for her and anxious as well. He, however, did not visibly show it. Itachi sat quietly in the chair across from his father and mother. Hours and hours of waiting. It felt like an eternity. If the nurse had not walked out into the hall when she did, Itachi would have busted into the room on his own. The nurse smiled, offering a light nod as if to say everything went smoothly. "The birth was successful. No complications and she is resting now." Fugaku-san stood out of his chair, extending his arm out to keep Itachi from walking forward.

"I will be the first to see the child." His expression was stern. Itachi frowned, against the idea of it. He was the father, and yet he could not even see his own child first. The nurse led Fugaku-San into the room. Millie lay in sleeping soundly. An IV connected to her arm to keep her hydrated. Uchiha-San walked over to the baby hospital bed across from her own bed. There she was, silently sleeping. Wrapped up in the pink blanket like a caterpillar in its cocoon. The Uchiha's eyes narrowed, he frowned and silently stared down at the baby. Raven hair had been passed down to her. She looked very much like Itachi. Fugaku-San closed his eyes. The look of disappointment was apparent on his face. One of the medical Nins walked over to him and smiled. "Would you like to hold your grand daughter?" He shook his head, turning to leave the room. The Nin lifted a brow, cocking her head to the side,

As soon as his father exited the room, Itachi quickly stood up out of his chair. He stood as if he was expecting some sort of response or words from him. However, knowing his father, he would say nothing to him. Uchiha-San walked passed him and down the hall towards the exit. Itachi watched him leave, and then turned to look at his mother. Mikoto gave a wry expression, smiling lightly. Itachi walked into the room. It was as if time had stopped; the whole room spinning in circles. Slowly, Itachi walked over to the baby bed. He stood beside it and looked down at the baby; his baby. It was a girl. That's why his father offered no words when he left. Itachi closed his eyes and inhaled lightly. A small smile formed across his lips. He reached down, gently placing his hand against the blanket. Dark raven hair much like his own. She looked just like him.

"You must be the father. Would you like to hold her?" the nurse questioned, making her way over to Itachi. Onyx eyes just stared down at her. He was afraid if he touched her he would break her. She was so fragile. "Yes…" He replied. Slowly she lifted the baby up and handed her to him. "Make sure to support the head." The nurse offered words of advice. Itachi did as she had directed. The nurse went off to tend to other things, leaving the family in the room. Itachi's mother made her way into the room and over to Itachi. "It is a girl isn't it. That is why he has no words. Why he is not pleased." Itachi did not acknowledge his mother's words. He continued to stare down at the infant as she slept peacefully. "If there is a god, He must hate me. It seems that things never go well for me." Itachi chuckled lightly. It seemed his mother could sympathize with him, and only gave wry smiles. "But none the less she is beautiful. There will only be more trials after this." Mikoto's hand was against the baby's hair, stroking it before she pulled away. She placed a kiss upon her cheek and exited the room.

Millie slept for another hour before she awoke. She lifted her head slightly and sat up when she caught site of Itachi. He was quiet, staring out the window while sitting back against his chair. Millie just sat quietly before she parted her lips to speak. "Are you disappointed?" She asked suddenly. Itachi shook his head. "I'm not. It is what it is. This is something that we ourselves do not decide, or can change for the matter." He turned to look at Millie. "We will just love her as equally as we love one another." Millie nodded, turning to look at the baby as it slept in the infant medical bed from afar. "I will, for Amelia." Itachi lifted a brow lightly and looked up at her. "So that is what we will name her? Amelia…" he repeated the words softly. Millie nodded and smiled. "Yes…sweet Amelia."

The words his mother spoke continued to ring in my head. "You must be strong." I wanted to cry. Oh how badly I wanted to break down into tears. But, I wanted to be just as strong in front of Itachi. I did not want to shed tears in his presence. I held it in with as much strength I possessed within me.

Much of our lives had slightly returned back to normal, minus with the new addition to the house hold. The nights were restless for the most part. But somehow the sadness and depression was able to be covered by the joys of parenting. To see her smiles when he held her, when they laughed together. The sadness didn't matter anymore. We would go out together, but never outside of the estate. Take walks and enjoy the rays of sun from summer. Though his father had been disappointed, Itachi never mentioned any of it, or visibly showed how he felt about the situation. Regardless, it seemed he truly wanted to be a father to Amelia just as he would have been if the baby had been a male. He spoke to her, cared for her even when he was not sure if he was doing things right. We laughed and seemed to leave all of our troubles behind. But somehow his father would always remind us, and we would be brought back to reality, our reality.

Millie walked down the halls of the estate towards the kitchen. Amelia lying in the baby sling tied around her slim form. It had been weeks, months since she had any of what could be considered a real conversation with Uchiha-San; He rarely made any contact with Amelia at all since the hospital. Millie stopped when she heard the sound of his voice along with Mikoto. "He is next in line to take over the clan, and yet that woman of his cannot even produce a male heir." Fugaku frowned; sipping on his tea. "I don't understand him these days. He has changed and has done nothing but disappoint." "You forget much has changed since then. It is only natural that it cause some sort of change in him as well." Mikoto replied. Their conversation was cut short when Millie walked into the kitchen. She was silent, she had heard them. She opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle from inside before she made her way out. The two eyed her, remaining quiet until she left.

Millie hurried down the hallway. She wanted it get away, to just isolate herself in her room. There was no escaping any of them. She was stuck in this estate, to endure their attacks for eternity. She hated it. Millie stopped in her tracks when she spotted Itachi on the patio cleaning his shuriken. He looked up as she made her way towards him and sat next to him with Amelia in her arms. She lifted the bottle and allowed Amelia to suck from the nipple to drink the milk inside. "Your Father is still upset about everything. Itachi am a really so unpleasant..." Her hand trembled when she spoke. She gripped the bottle tightly. Itachi sighed, setting down the cloth. "In due time, he will get over everything." Millie quickly shook her head.

"No, no he won't. Don't you understand Itachi? It is you that is next in line to take over the clan; to be everyone's leader. I can't do anything. We can only disappoint. I can't even bring about the joys of giving you a son. This pressure, it's just too mu-"Her words were cut short when he interrupted. "So do you wish to leave then? Is that what you want? To be free of this?" A small frown seemed to form, an expression of slight anger. Her eyes widened. Millie hadn't expected him to say such things. She could not even answer him before the sound of angry voices filled the estate.

"Is Itachi here! Come out, we need to talk!" Millie frowned slightly when she heard the voices. She stood up, but Itachi placed a hand on her arm. He closed his eyes as he stood up. Walking past her, he headed towards the entrance to their home. Three men were present at the door. Two with black hair, one possessed longer hair than the other. The last male had white hair in spikes. There expressions were not happy ones. "What is it everyone?" Itachi questioned. "We had two men missing at last night's meeting. Why did you not come?" They were suspicious of him. Millie stood peeking behind the wall, placing a hand on Sasuke's head as he too watched from afar. She lifted her brows slightly. He hadn't attended the meeting the night before. Then where had he gone?

Itachi remained silent, and they continued. "I can understand that you've been accompanied by various missions since you joined the Anbu, along with the birth of that child. Your father also told us that he is looking over you. However, we have no intent of treating you differently." Itachi nodded in understanding. "I understand. I'll be more careful from now on. Please leave." The males seemed to be taken a back a little by his rude words. "Yeah, but before we do there is one more question we need you to answer. Itachi looked forward awaiting the question. "It's regarding the suicide by drowning in the Nakano River last night of Uchiha Shisui." Millie's eyes widened. Suicide? Itachi's brows furrowed in response. "The other man that did not arrive last night was Shisui. I thought that you consider him as a true brother." Millie held tightly to Amelia. Itachi stared down at the ground for a second before looking back of them. "I see…I haven't met with him recently…That's sad to hear."

"We, the police force, have decided to investigate this incident fully." Itachi lifted his head. "An investigation?" They don't think it was Itachi? Do they? Millie frowned and listened on further. Just what exactly was going on? All those nights of disappearing…no she didn't want to think of things such as that. The man with the silver hair extended his hand out. He held something that looked like some kind of letter. "This is Shisui's suicide letter. We already finished the handwriting analysis. This is without a doubt his handwriting." "If it's a suicide, what left is there to investigate?" Itachi retorted back. The man seemed to ignore his question. "This piece of paper is his suicide note." He extended his hand out to Itachi and he took it from him. Itachi stared down at the note, reading the contents. "He was feared as one of the most talented Uchiha's. He was someone who would do any mission for the clan. "I doubt someone like him would leave something like this behind and die." The long black haired man responded. Itachi frowned. "It's not wise to judge others by your perception and appearances."

"I'm going to leave that will with you Itachi. Take it to Anbu for further investigation." Those were there last words before they began to walk away. 'Understood." Was Itachi's curt reply. They seemed to whisper amongst themselves. It was obvious Itachi was growing impatient. "…why don't you be more direct?" Itachi suddenly questioned. They came to a halt and turned to face him. Sharigan in their eyes Millie's eyes widened. She was beginning to become worried. "Yes brat." Replied the long black haired man. "Listen Itachi, If you betray the clan. Your actions won't go unpunished."

Everything seemed to go by in a flash. Millie couldn't even see it. Before she knew it all of the men lay on the ground injured. Itachi stood amongst them. She had never seen him like this. She was afraid. "As I said before…don't judge others simple by your perceptions and judgments of their appearance." He continued further. "You assumed that I have patience. The clan, the clan. You all fail to measure your own capacity, and to see the depth of my capacity. As a result, you lie beaten here." Millie held Sasuke back with one hand, frowning while she continued to listen from afar. "Shisui was told to keep an eye on you. Within half a year of your entrance into Anbu, your actions and speech have grown stranger than ever. What exactly are you thinking!" the man with spiked hair questioned. "You hold on to your organization, your clan name. These things limit us and our capacity. These things deserve to be shunned. It's foolish to fear what we've yet to see now."

"Stop Itachi!" Millie turned to look ahead, Fugaku-san not too far from Itachi. It seemed his father had heard everything. "Itachi you have been acting strange lately. Enough already, what in the world is wrong?' he questioned walking up to the group. Sasuke looked distressed the whole time. "Nothing is wrong. I am simply carrying out my duty." What duty…? Millie thought. "Why did you not come last night?" his father questioned. "In order the reach the height." His curt reply seemed to confuse his father. "The what?" Itachi lifted a shuriken from inside his shuriken case. Millie's eyes widened, along with the others when they saw what came after. Itachi threw the shuriken and it pinned right into one of the emblems of the Uchiha clan painted along the fences. "Of my capacity…I've lost all hope for this pathetic clan. You forget what's truly important to you. True change cannot be made if it is bound by laws and limitations; predictions and imagination." Why? Why was he saying all of this? What it because of her? All the things that had happened? Had his heart truly grown so…cold? It took everything within her to hold back. "What arrogance!" shouted his father, Fugaku-san? "Enough already, if you continue this nonsense we will have to take you to jail." Replied the man with long black hair.

They were going to take some form of action. Out of distress Sasuke shouted from back inside the house. Millie tried to keep him silent. Just as things seemed to be getting worse, Itachi dropped down on his knees to bow and give a formal apology. The four stood in silence, brows lifted. "It was not the one who killed Shisui, but for the words I have spoken…I am deeply sorry." Fugaku sighed, closing his eyes slightly. "The Anbu is a battalion under the direct order of the Hokage. Even we cannot arrest him without an official order. I will look over my son with full responsibility." "Captain!" the long haired man shouted. They were clearly in disagreement "Lately his has been busy with a child, missions from Anbu and has been worn out. Please." The three stared over at Fugaku-san before they gave a light nod. "Understood…" With that Fugaku-san turned to walk back inside the house. "Come inside Itachi." He beckoned. Itachi turned to glare at Uchiha-san. The look in his eyes scared Millie; a look she had never seen. His eyes piercing red; the swirls. It frightened her.

After that day, he only seemed to grow more distant. He had continued to act strange even after the event that had taken place. I had tried to ease the tension. I had tried to spend time with him, yet still, he would give me the same response. "Forgive me, I am busy." Or "Some other time Millie, I promise I will be home early." Yet still, he returned at the late hours of the night. Conversation between was always short. It felt like we were slowly drifting apart.

The hour was late, around three in the morning; Millie sat in one of the chairs inside their room and stared out the window. She heard the footsteps and turned to look over at the door. The door opened and Itachi slipped inside, lifting a brow when he saw that she had not slept yet. "You're awake. Why haven't you gone to sleep yet?" were his words. He moved across the room and set his bag on the bag hanger. "I was worried…lately it seems you always return late." Her gaze shifted down at the wood flooring. "The missions have been rising in rank, so they prohibit me from coming back at an early time." He retorted back. "Oh…I see." She stood up and moved to close the window, but stopped when his words came. "Are you…growing suspicious like them? Do you doubt my intentions as well?" Her lips quivered slightly. Millie turned around to quickly defend herself. "No, no that's not it at all. It's…it's just that you have been acting strange lately Itachi. You come home so late, we do not speak anymore, and it seems as if you are always gone. And that day, when the other Uchiha came to question you-""What about it?" he interrupted. Millie looked up at him with hesitation, gaze shifted once again and she looked away from him.

"You don't think I did it do you? You think I killed him?" There was silence. "It's just how can I not question everything. How can I not question you? I just can't trust you!" "Then leave!" Itachi shouted. His brows furrowed in anger. A small chuckle and sigh emitted from him and he turned to walk away. "Even my own wife." Millie frowned. "What does that mean? You say these things but you don't even know how I feel! You never keep your promises. I stay stuck in here every day trying to be strong when I know how much of a disappointment I am to your father. I have no friends, or family of my own. No one to turn to. I cannot even depend on you Itachi when you told me you would always be there!" "THEN LEAVE! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" Itachi lashed out at her, and she came with just as much force. "How long has it been since you were even here for her?" Millie shouted, pointing at the crib in which Amelia slept. "You don't care about her at all, your becoming heartless just like your fath-"Her words cut short, a gasp emitted from her when a hand came hard against her cheek. Millie took a step back; the baby had begun to cry from the loud noises. A look of shock was upon her face. Slowly she looked up at Itachi, a hand holding her cheek. He seemed a little surprised at himself. He extended his arm out back she stepped back avoiding his touch. "Don't touch me…" She whispered. The two stood silent, nothing but crying could be heard. "…She is crying." He moved to go towards the crib, but she stopped him. "No…I'll get her." Millie moved over to the crib and picked up Amelia to ease her and stop her crying; rocking her gently"

Itachi's eyes shifted over to the door. "Everything is fine Sasuke. Nothing is wrong." Millie's head quickly turned to look over at the door. Sasuke's head peeked out from behind it. "Go to sleep now." Itachi said and Sasuke nodded. "Okay…" closing the door he moved off down the hall. "Don't worry, he didn't see." Millie seemed a little relived and grabbed a few of the baby's things before making her way to the door. Amelia had stopped crying. "I will not sleep here tonight." Were the only words she offered before leaving the room and walking down the hall. Millie headed for the guest room. Leaving Itachi by himself; standing in the middle of their room.