Well folks, here it is. The last chapter of I Fell in Love with a Murderer.

It was about 4 AM by the time he finally made it home. After he had been officially reinstated into Anbu, his life had become much more hectic. Well, not as hectic as it had been when Sakura was pregnant.

Itachi moved silently through the house. He opened his children's room doors and didn't detect any signs of life.

'They must be with Sakura then.'

He walked further down the hall and opened the master bedroom door, silently making his way in.

He saw Sakura lying on her back, the twins each resting comfortably on her breasts. They were six months old now. How time flew.

He removed his armor quietly, and then took off the vest. The shirt came next, and then his pants. He flinched at the gash across his that he received while protecting their escort. He looked at the blood and shrugged. He would re-bandage it after a quick shower. He moved quickly and walked into the bathroom, closing the door and turning on the shower. He stepped in and lathered, ignoring the scalding temperature. He just wanted to get in bed with his wife and children.

Yes. He said wife.

The wedding had been spectacular.

But that was for another time. He shut off the water and stepped out, grabbing his black towel. He rubbed his hair vigorously, getting out any stray droplets, before drying the rest of his body. Reaching into the bottom cabinet, he pulled out some bandages, wrapping his wound carelessly. He just wanted to get in bed. He put on another pair of clean house clothes before stepping out, and stopping in his tracks.

3 pairs of viridian wide green eyes stared at him from the bed.

"Welcome back Itachi."said his angel.

He walked and sat down on the bed. Two small chubby sets of arms reached out toward him, and he moved closer and lifted both of his children into his arms. They both laid their heads on his shoulders and fisted their hands into his shirt. He could feel the slight tingle of their breath on his neck.

He felt the bed shift as Sakura rested her head on his lap.

"How was the mission?"

"Successful."

She snorted.

"Duh, Itachi. Details?"

"A scuffle here and there, quite the scare for the for the escort. No major injuries."

He felt Sakura move her head and he peered downwards, right into her mirthful gaze.

"No major injuries, but there were injuries, right?"

"Yes."

Her eyes were bright and insightful.

"Put them down Itachi, and remove your shirt."

Ah. So that's what this was about.

He pouted in all his Uchiha like glory and gently placed the twins down, ignoring their small grunts of protest. Then he took off his shirt, flinching again.

Sakura gently removed the sloppily done bandages and tsk'd at the slight bleeding.

"Really, Itachi?"

He chose not to speak.

She summoned her chakra, the light green hue on her hands grabbing the attention of her babies as she placed them on his wound. He hissed slightly as the skin mended itself. While she worked, the twins rolled onto their bellies. They both slowly crawled toward their father's lap. Mitsuni reached there first and she spread out leaving no space for her brother. Ryoma fisted his hand in her hair and tried to use her as leverage but didn't have enough strength, so instead, he moved to the leg, and rested his head there. Itachi rested his hand on his son's head.

Some days where harder than others. The curse mark on Ryoma was indeed a curse. He would have random bouts of pain that could last from minutes to hours. Sometimes he would have seizures, he'd lose appetite, and maybe more symptoms to come. It was difficult, because he was so young. But he was a strong child.

Sakura sighed as the green hue faded out, and she placed her hands in her lap. Then she stared at Itachi.

"Did you eat?"

He nodded his head no.

She scooped Ryoma in her arms and stood up.

"They babies won't go back to sleep for a bit, so lets have a late snack."she said, smiling.

"It's past 4 A.M. Sakura."he deadpanned.

"All the better."she replied before heading out toward the kitchen.

He stared down at his lap where Mitsuni was resting comfortably, gazing at him.

"It's best to just listen to your mother."he mumbled before picking her up and sliding out of the bed. He slowly padded to the kitchen, where he saw unwrapping pre made onigiri and placing them on a plate. Ryoma was sitting in his high chair, sucking on his fingers.

He set Mitsuni in her highchair beside her brother, before walking behind Sakura and wrapping his arms around her midsection. She sighed and leaned back into him, closing her eyes in contentment.

"They missed you, you know."

"Hn."

"And they tried to stay up with me. Obviously, that didn't work out for all of us."

"Hn. Has Ryoma made any other sounds?"

"Only when he cries."she said sullenly.

That was another thing. Ryoma wouldn't coo or gurgle. He only cried when he needed something. They were beginning to sense that he was mute in a way.

"He'll be fine Sakura."

"How do you know?"she asked.

"I just do."

She smiled. "Alright, but you should really eat these."

He nodded and separated himself from her, picking up the plate and taking a seat by the twins. Sakura joined him.

As he ate, albeit slowly, Mitsuni reached over a touched her brothers nose. He in turn reached over, and his finger ended up hitting her eye. She stared at him before her lip quivered and her eyes filled with tears. Sakura was just about to get up and pick her up when Ryoma quickly put his hand on her head and rubbed it soothingly until she stopped crying. Itachi and Sakura watched wide eyed as she smiled and they both started to bang on their highchairs together.

"Did you see that?"asked Sakura.

"Now you understand, Blossom. Not everything requires words."

She nodded before standing up and grabbing two bottles, and pouring warm milk into them. She handed one bottle to Itachi who just finished eating, and kept the other one.

"I'll take Ryoma this time."she said.

"Hn."

They each picked up a child and held them, tipping the bottles and letting them suck on the nipple. (Tehe _)

It was silent other than the sounds of the feeding.

Sakura looked at her husband, who seemed to be in another world. It was unlike him.

"Are you alright?"she asked.

"Yes. I was just thinking about Deidara."

Deidara had officially become a ninja of Konoha. It was that, or he would be shipped off back to Iwa and would face execution. By doing some form of service, he could stay. He took on extremely difficult missions, and half of his pay would be sent to Iwa. In addition, he would receive missions from Iwa to further compensate on the fact that they lost the right to kill him. They had really wanted him dead.

"You know he has the hots for Hinata right?"asked Sakura, a smile on her face.

"And it seems the dimwit you call a teammate has hit puberty, and likes her as well."

"She's been crushing on Naruto since our academy days, and she likes Deidara too, now. He's quite the charmer. I think she has a thing for blondes."she said, laughing.

"Hn. But her father couldn't be any more mortified."he added.

"Serves him right that his daughter likes the rowdy ones. This whole dilemma is really twisting the stick stuck up his butt."

He rolled his eyes.

She looked down at Ryoma and saw he was only halfway done, and didn't look like he wanted anymore. She frowned.

"Leave him be, Blossom. He's already falling asleep."

She nodded with a sigh. Her eyes wandered about the room and landed on a nice flower arrangement in between them on the middle of the table.

"Ino is 8 months in. Sai's a nervous wreck."

Ino had come so close to losing her baby. But that girl fought hard. The feisty blonde was never one to give up anyways. Sai had refused to lave the hospital, let alone eat or sleep until she had been declared stable and moved out of ICU. All the while, his face had been blank. Nobody could look at his face and tell what he felt, but his actions showed everything.

"Emotionally stunted individuals generally don't know how to deal with children."he stated.

"You did."she deadpanned.

He tried hard to ignore the fact that she had blatantly called him emotionally stunted.

"I used to help my mother take care of Sasuke."

She nodded.

Itachi remembered something.

"Where is Sephira?"

"She's staying with my sister for the week. You know she likes Yotachi, so of course she took the chance to go while you were gone."

"She may not be my birth child, but she's still my daughter. And much to young to even consider boys."

He had his infamous pout. How cute.

Two loud simultaneous burps sounded, frightening everyone in the room. Mitsuni and the now awake Ryoma were wide eyed.

Sakura laughed as Ryoma started to tear up.

"Shh, it's alright. Hush."

Itachi looked at Mitsuni, who was already nodding off.

"Kakashi is in a relationship with your sister, you know."

Sakura's eyes shot up.

"When? I knew he was interested, but geez, that was fast."she said.

"He mentioned it to me on the mission."

"Oh. I'll have to pay her a visit then."

It had been rocky between the two of them at first. In a way, Sakura felt like sloppy seconds. Her sister, who was almost identical to her, had been in a complicated sexual relationship with her babies' father. It had hurt to learn. Not only that, but it had torn her up even more to learn that her sister had left the village. But slowly, they got passed those boundaries and became the inseparable pair they had been before the drama.

"It really is too bad that Sephira and Yotachi are cousins. They make a cute couple."she mumbled.

Itachi glared at her.

She grinned before sticking her tongue out at him. Ryoma twitched in his sleep, grabbing her attention. She cuddled him tighter.

"Sasuke was on the mission with you right?"

"Hn."

"How was he?"she asked.

"Himself."

Sasuke had been, difficult to say the least. After the first initial breakdown, he went through a serious case of depression, lost weight, sometimes refused to leave his home, and many other things. He had even been forcefully removed from active duty based on health and sanity reasons. Not only that, but he avoided his brother like the plague. Itachi had tried time and time again to speak with him, but that only resulted in Sasuke throwing fits and having to be sedated. It was hard. But then Itachi snapped and had burst into his hospital room, sealing off all entrances and exits, leaving the two of them alone, and then proceeded to beat the hell out of Sasuke until he woke up. They spent a day in there, and when the room was finally unsealed, they found Itachi sitting on the hospital couch with Sasuke curled up beside him, asleep with his had in his lap. Since then, the two stuck by each other. After that whole fiasco, Sasuke sucked up his pride and spoke to Sakura, formally apologizing and they had a nice heart to heart. They got along fine now. Team 7 was back.

"It is late Sakura."

"Technically, it's early."

He resisted the urge to role his eyes and stood up, careful not to jostle Mitsuni and wake her up. He looked at her pajamas that had little fish on them. It reminded him of Kisame. He had went off on a, 'soul searching journey' as he'd called it. Kisame was never one to be tied down, and when Konoha had threatened him with the same ultimatum and Deidara, he'd fled that same night. But deep down, Itachi knew he'd be back. If for nothing else, then to check on the 'little squirts'.

"Itachi?"

"I apologize. I'm more tired than I had presumed."

"Let's go to bed then."she said.

They both headed toward the master bedroom.

"We can all sleep together this one night."she mumbled.

Itachi nodded and placed Mitsuni down before going to brush his teeth. When he returned, Sakura was already in the bed. Itachi got in on the other side, and the twins were in the middle. He reached over them and linked his hand with hers. They stared at each other over the babies.

"I love you Itachi."

"And I love you, Blossom."

She smiled and was about to close her eyes when he spoke.

"Tell me a story."

She caressed his hand lovingly, and sighed softly.

"Please."he added.

"Fine, I'm tired, but my love for you is making me do it."

Even though he didn't smile, his eyes brightened.

"Once upon a time, there lived a man. This man had dark eyes and dark hair, and rarely ever spoke. The people of his village feared him, because he was rumored to have killed 1000 men. But there was a girl, who looked past all of that. She thought him to be mysterious, and wanted to get to know him. So one day, she paid his house a visit, with a basket of bread in her arms. The door opened, and her green eyes met his black ones for the very first time. And in that instant, she fell in love with the murderer."

END

Wow. I never thought I would finish this. Honestly, for a bit, I gave up. But then I realized that it would be absolutely disgusting of me not to finish this, because people were still looking forward to the end and all. That would be a butthole move.

Yes, I know it's been months. Sorry. Really… I am…

Sigh.

Well, I tried to explain a lot during this chapter, as I wanted this to remain a strict family scene only. Nobody else. Just them. So I added explanations along they way in their conversations. Smooth huh? ;)

If you want, I can write sort of sequel to this in the form of oneshots. The wedding would be included :D. Only if you want me too, though. And updates would be sporadic.