So this is my fanfic of a fanfic. If you haven't already read insomniasucks's fanfic This is why the Uchihas don't do family reunions, go read it now to understand what the hell I'm going on about. I read it and fell in love with Misuke Uchiha. Don't judge me. He's a jackass but I love him. I got permission already to do this for all your infos and I'm afraid I won't live up to it since our writing styles are different and well insomniasucks is fucking hilarious whereas I am really not LOL kcoolbye

Sasuke wasn't sure whether he should be happy or not as he watched his neighbours drive out of their driveway, leading the enormous truck carrying their furniture behind them. He hated them, sure. He hasn't liked any of his neighbours since he had moved to this god forsaken house. They never stayed long either thanks to Misuke. This set in particular were a bunch of church goers who loved to hold parties at their house. Sasuke had no problem with church or neighbourhood block parties, these guys were just bent on believing Misuke and their whole family were messengers from the devil – hence why the Uchihas were never invited to these parties. Every party Sasuke would have to listen to screaming children and the banter of the adults because they were so fucking loud.

"Such a shame to see them leave." Misuke sighed as he stood next to his father. "The twins were fine as fuck. Well, it was an honour taking Carey and Eva's virtue."

"Their names were Mary and Eve." Takun corrected, standing on the other side of their father. "Maybe if you weren't so busy fucking them, you'd have remembered their names and they wouldn't have had to move."

Misuke ignored Takun and went back into the house. It wasn't his fault that every girl wanted him. Plus, Mary and Eve's father was almost always home so it would've been impossible to take them one at a time. How was he supposed to know that their father would walk into the living room to find one twin riding Misuke with the other sitting on his face? Flopping down onto his bed, he recalled that not too long ago he had almost banged that Nara chick.

Suzy? Cedar? Sugar? Sue something… he tried recalling her name. Man he needed some Asian pussy soon. He didn't mind the girls he was getting with now, they fell for the Uchiha charm in no time. It had just been a while since he got any in with an Asian bitty.

As if God was answering his prayers, by the next month, they had new neighbours – new Asian neighbours. He prayed that there would be a hot daughter involved – or hot mother, he was all for milfs. The doorbell rang – as if Misuke would get up to get it. He watched as his mother and father went together.

At the door stood a considerably good looking red headed Asian man with green eyes, heavy eyeliner and a tattoo on his forehead on the left side of his head.

Pretty dope if he didn't wear all that gay ass eyeliner. Eyebrows would've been nice too.

"Gaara?" he heard his mother ask in surprise.

"Hinata…small world." This guys sounded just as fucking frigid as his dad. He didn't like him already. "I guess we're neighbours."

"Oh, welcome to the neighbourhood!" Hinata said with a smile. "This is my husband Sasuke, and that over there on the couch is my oldest son Misuke, my younger son Takun is upstairs, and my baby girl Hima is sleeping upstairs too. How have you been?"

Hinata was a lot more talkative with this Gaara guy. Who the hell was he? Misuke brought his attention to his father who looked irritated beyond belief. Misuke could only snicker at his father's distaste.

"Moved here after I took in my niece, the house in Washington just didn't suffice anymore, here with my kids since my sons applied for a California college, and my wife passed a few years ago." Gaara explained. Misuke's ears perked at the sound of a female being next door with him.

"I'm so sorry to hear that!" Hinata gasped.

I am too. It brought you here, didn't it? Sasuke thought snidely.

"Why don't you and your family come here for dinner?" Hinata asked. "Your sister came over for dinner last time…it didn't go too well, but I'm sure my kids will be on their best behaviours this time for their new neighbours."

Not with that niece of his around. Kami please let her be ugly. Sasuke sighed inwardly.

"Boys, please be on your best behaviour tonight!" Hinata pleaded her sons.

"Who is this guy anyways, mom?" Takun asked.

"He's an old…friend." Hinata said slowly, choosing her words. The doorbell cut her thoughts and sent her scurrying to the door with Hima in her arms. "H-hello!"

In walked four people. The red head who Misuke recognized as Gaara, two guys and a girls. Misuke looked the girl up and down. He observed Takun's sudden sweating and fidgeting of his sweater vest. Misuke almost fell over laughing when he watched his brother look away wiping his hands on his pants.

"Welcome to our home, I'm Hinata, this is my husband Sasuke. This little baby here is Hima, that's Takun, and that's Misuke." Hinata introduced everyone pointing to them respectively.

"Kids, introduce yourselves." Gaara sighed. Sasuke knew that sigh. He had the same sigh every time he had to talk about his kids.

The two guys looked identical – twins. Both had handsome faces like Gaara, though they did have eyebrows, with black hair and sea foam green eyes. They were tall, maybe six feet tall, with broad shoulders and long legs.

One had disheveled hair that flew upwards like a faux hawk with stubble like he was in need of a shave soon, and a more rugged look. His tight v neck t-shirt accentuated the fact that yes he does indeed lift, not failing to show the tattoo sleeve on his right arm of demons of all sorts.

Our old neighbours would have loved him. Misuke thought amusedly.

He approached Hinata with a charming smile that could challenge even Misuke Uchiha's. "Hiroto Sabaku, charmed to make your acquaintance, ma'am. Twenty one years old, and single." He said with a wink, taking her free hand and bringing it up so he could brush his lips across her knuckles. Sasuke was about to kill this kid. Who the hell was he to bring his nasty lips anywhere near his wife's anything?

The other one had the front of his hair gelled up with a maroon beanie, his 19mm corks in his ears peaked from under, and his face was clean looking a lot prettier than the other twin. He wore a black sweater showing that he wasn't wearing anything under as it was only zipped until it only showed his chest – also revealing the tattoo of a lion on his left pectoral. This one again went up to Hinata bringing up a tattooed hand to pick up the ends of her long hair, twirling it.

"Arata Sabaku, twenty one, at your service for anything you'd like." He said, letting her hair slip between his fingers. Sasuke was fuming now. They had some balls to do that to his wife right in front of him.

It only left the girl to introduce herself now. She had her dusty red hair tied in a high ponytail much like their therapist's but with side swept straight bangs revealing her heavily eyelined brown eyes surrounded by thick mascara doused eyelashes. She was dressed in a strapless white romper, Misuke was ready to pounce.

"Kiku Akasuna!" she said in a cute voice. Oh, so this was her game, the cute act? "Fourteen years old, nice to meet you everyone!" okay. Too young, and way too peppy for his taste – the type that'd call him all the time.

Suddenly, there was thudding at the door. Gaara groaned and shut his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. The twins went and opened the door knowing very well who it was. Sasuke almost had uncontrollable eyebrow spasms at how familiar that groan sounded. He made that sound every time he got a call about Misuke from the school, other parents, the cops, or all of them at the same time.

"About time, sis." The twins said simultaneously.

Creepy. Misuke thought.

Misuke smirked when he heard the sound of A Mili by Lil' Wayne blasting through the newly appeared girl's headphones around her neck.

"Eri Sabaku in the house, let's get this party started!" She yelled holding a bottle of Jack Daniel's up in the air, the bottle matched the muscle shirt she wore – the sleeves cut out so that they left the sides open for the most part revealing her leopard print bra – over her white shorts. Her red hair was tousled and wavy giving her a just-woke-up look, she had the most piercing light blue eyes Misuke had ever seen with naturally long eyelashes and cat eyeliner. She had varied piercings, a silver hoop in her left nostril, an industrial bar going through her left ear, 10mm gauges – black tunnels – in both ears, and a shiny silver stud on her bottom lip – a labret piercing.

Tumblr girl. So banging her. Misuke thought, licking his lips. He looked at her eyes again thinking he was mistaken, but it was without a doubt – the girl was high as a cloud. Yup, I'm so banging her. Misuke's attention was drawn to the verse erupting from her red Beats.

"A million here, a million there. Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in the derriere. Like smoking the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini hopin' them crackers see me. Like look at that bastard weezy he's a beast, he's a dog, he's a motherfucking problem. OK, you're a goon but what's a goon to a goblin?" they both rapped together.

"YOOOOO." Eri hollered. "Home boy wus' yo name?"

"Misuke Uchiha, babe." He said with a wink.

"Eri, calm the fuck down, dammit!" Gaara snapped. "I'm so sorry for her behaviour. Eri go home. Now."

"I'll walk her home, a fine woman such as you shunt walk out alone at such an hour." Misuke said lecherously.

"No you won't!" Sasuke and the twins yelled in unison.

Oh god, it's contagious. Sasuke inwardly groaned. "Boy you will stay put."

"Stay the hell away from our baby sister, Uchiha." Arata sneered.

"Unless you want us to rearrange your pretty face." Hiroto hissed.

"Eri. Home. Now." Gaara seethed.

"Fuck off, pops." Misuke spat at Sasuke. "You don't even wanna do dis dinner thing, why you gotta drag me down witchu?"

"Y'know what? Fuck you too, pops. I ain't takin' yo shit no more. Like chill, you don't needa be all up in my face in front of our new neighbours. Why you frontin' like you's some good responsible dad?"Eri snapped. "I don't even wanna be here. Y'all can go back to your fancy house warmin' dinner and shit, I'm outie! My bong is better company than ya borin' ass anyways, pops! Nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, your home is simply lovely and I do apologize fo my pop's rude ass."

Sasuke twitched. It was like a female version of Misuke – everything from the ability to change from proper English to almost incoherent slang. He suddenly felt sorry for Gaara, no he felt for him 'cause he knew the feeling.

Before any of them were aware of it, Misuke and Eri went missing.

"So, who wants chicken?" Hinata asked weakly.

The twins anger got channeled into good energy upon hearing Hinata speak.

"Let us help you, Hinata!" Arata exclaimed, hurrying over to the kitchen, Hiroto following close behind.

"You're carrying this beautiful baby in your arms, you wouldn't want to drop her. She will definitely grow up to be a beauty like yourself, Hinata." Hiroto said, picking up Hima who began to wail for her dear life. "Why don't you go to your daddy, precious."

Sasuke took Hima roughly proceeding to put her in the high chair. "Please have a seat." Sasuke said, trying his best to remove any hostility from his voice. Gaara took a seat next to the high chair immediately earning excited giggles from Hima who reached out to him.

Great, even my baby daughter seems to adore having this guy around. Sasuke thought begrudgingly.

"Uh, what about Mi–" Sasuke cut Takun off.

"Not a word. I'll deal with him later." Sasuke grunted. So his neighbours had a fuck up for a kid too. Great. Now there was no way that they'd be scared off by his son's antics.

Misuke threw a strong arm over Eri's shoulders. The song had now changed to Hoes and Ladies by Lil' Wayne. They were currently seated in Eri's room having their own little dinner party – if by dinner you mean smoking weed.

"Look at all that ass, you ain't got to have titties at least you part of the itty bitty committee really? You gon let em style on you or you can let em talk." Misuke rapped, snaking his arm around Eri's waist as she took a hit from the bong.

"Ay, I ain't about that life." She gave him a warning look. "I know all about yo type o' guy. Real talk. All you care about is gettin' wit duh girls and haulin' yo sexy ass errwhere gettin' laid and shit. I'm not gonna be one o' yo hit and quits. We live next to each othuh, how you expect to avoid me at all costs when yo room window is across from mine?"

Misuke frowned. "Well then why the fuck did you let me come into yo room like you askin' fo the D? Girl best not be playin' right now."

"Shut the fuck up, Uchiha, not every girl wants yo dick." Eri pulled out her iPhone 5. "Gimme yo number. You aight if we just smokin' and shit. Follow me up on Instagram, twitter, and tumblr."

Misuke just tossed his phone carelessly to her, and took the bong. He was so fucked when he got home that night.

After a few hits with the bong both of them were going in slow motion, happier than they had been for a while. Which lead them to making out. Which lead to them almost having sex until they both passed out on the room floor from needing a serious weed nap.

Misuke woke up the next morning on his house's doorstep.