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Itachi's POV
I arrived home and saw my wife talking to our babysitter's boyfriend....Hidan.

I caught them by surprise and even though they weren't doing anything bad, I couldn't help but feel a bit of jealousy.
My wife was always in love with Hidan years ago when we were in the Akatsuki. I remember her chasing after him throughout her stay. Tagging along with him, even going along with the pranks him and Deidara made to other members just to get his approval. Anyone would of imagined her to end up with Hidan . Not with me.

"Hello everyone," I greeted them. "Is Lily still babysitting our daughter ?" Of course I knew the weird anbu wasn't here. It was past 8:00pm and she had another family to help babysit at this time.

"No, I just stopped by to say hello." Hidan smiled at me not noticing how unhappy I was to see him.

They were just talking. Only catching up, but the scenario didn't let me fall asleep at night. Meanwhile my wife slept like she had the best day ever. I guess I was paranoid that my life would be destroyed again. I never imagined I would be able to get my family back and have a beautiful family. I was afraid that would be taken away. Again.

3:00AM again. It had become a habit to go outside at this time to look at the sky.
It had become a habit to greet the lonely anbu who finished babysitting at this time.

It had become a habit to have small talk with her. It had become habit to wait for her farewell kiss. Sometimes on my cheek, sometimes on my neck.
But she didn't kiss me goodbye today.

"Do you want to go get some drinks?" her voice sounded as if she had rehearsed the phrase but got nervous last minute.

"Yes," I agreed wanting to get my mind off of things. Off of my wife becoming closer to Hidan these past weeks ever since the anbu introduced him as her boyfriend. Ignore the fact that my once sweet daughter has become more distant towards her mother. Get my mind off of the fear of losing my happiness.

Valentina's POV
Half an hour later I watched as Itachi was drunk out of his mind. I struggled hard to understand what he was saying.

"Lily-Chan there's something I need to tell you," he was too drunk to speak properly but looked so cute doing so. "Your boyfriend Hidan and my wife have become closer. Every time that you're on your second babysitting shift in the other home, he is with my wife."

Itachi was preoccupied with Hidan, but I couldn't care less. In fact, everything was going according to plan. I started dating Hidan only to "introduce" him as my boyfriend to the family I was babysitting for. But of course I knew that Hidan knew Itachi's family. Lilian was in love with him back when we were all in the Akatsuki. And I had hoped that she still loved him. That would make things easier for me. Have Itachi for myself.
I didn't care about Hidan. I was preoccupied with Shisui Uchiha.
He had seen me walking off with Itachi. He had also almost caught me sneaking out of Obito's house several times. But he has no proof that I've been there. I didn't hurt anyone. I just wanted to see Obito. Obito with that pregnant girl of his.
Pathetic how I mourned him after he died yet he seemed pretty happy with his life now.

"We need to talk to them," Itachi speaking again caught my attention, "so there won't be misunderstandings between us and our significant others."

He was very preoccupied with this thought. But I wasn't about to comfort him, tell him that everything was fine.
I wanted him for me, and telling him that Hidan and Lilian were only friends would take him away from me.

"Itachi, I think that Hidan is still in love with your wife," I began lying. "He's been in love with her ever since they were members of the Akatsuki."

"What? How do you know that?" Itachi asked looking more heartbroken every second.

"He's always talking about how him and her were close back then. But the look in his eyes when he speaks about her." I trailed off not bearing how hurt Itachi seemed.
But I could make it better.

"I better go." Itachi got up wanting to go back to his family. To clear things out with Lilian. His wife.

"No you're too drunk. Let me help you!" I quickly went after him. Thanking every second that he was way too drunk to realize what was happening. To realize that I was taking him to my house.