AS OF 21 JULY 2014. REWRITING.

I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN YEARS, BUT AT THIS MOMENT, I AM EDITING THIS STORY. I WILL KEEP THE SAME PLOT LINE BUT I MIGHT ADD MORE DIALOGUE OR EVENTS IN THE STORY. ONCE I FEEL SATISFIED, I WILL CONTINUE THIS STORY. I FOUND INSPIRATION AGAIN TO CONTINUE, AND I REALLY NEED TO FINISH THIS!

THIS STORY DOES NOT CANNOT YAOI, BUT IT MAY CONTAIN SOME WEIRD, BUT FUNNY MOMENTS BETWEEN NARUTO AND SASUKE.

If you read the story, you will get it. This is what Mikoto thinks.

NOTE: I AM NOT HATING ON ANYTHING ABOUT HOMOSEXUALITY. I AM WRITING IN THE TERMS OF MIKOTO, WHO DREAMS OF HAVING GRANDSONS, AND A DAUGHTER-IN-LAW. ACCORDING TO THIS STORY, SHE IS NOT EXPOSED TO ANYTHING DEALING WITH YAOI OR ANYTHING. SO SHE IS REALLY IN SHOCK.

TITLE: Let's Set Things Straight

SUMMARY: Changing someone's sexual orientation is hard. Really it is. That's why Mikoto hired a mistress for her younger son to at least help him. Great mom, huh?

DISCLAIMER: All rights to Kishimoto!

CHAPTER ONE - Misunderstanding

"I'm...gay..."

Her eyes widen.

"I'm...gay..."

They definitely widen.

"I'm...gay..."

If it was possible, her eyes would have broken through the ceiling, pass the atmosphere, and float away the next galaxy. But she needed her eyes to see her son. The son that just admitted that he was gay.

Mikoto didn't want to believe it. Really, she didn't.

The words, "I'm" and "gay" going together in a sentence. Those words she didn't want to believe. Unfortunately, those words came out of her younger son's mouth. It broke her heart. Really, it did. She dreamt of her two sons to have wonderful wives, who bore adorable children. She imagined mini Itachis or Sasukes running around and spoiling her grandchildren to death. She was even saving up some money just to take her majestic grandchildren out shopping and bonding with their good-looking grandmother of theirs. She looked forward to the day where would pinch their cheeks like there was no tomorrow, and until they were store from it. She even imagined to look forward to change diapers again and smelling it.

Perhaps not smelling it, but still.

Since one of her sons had absolutely no love life, that dream of Itachi having a wife and children went down the drain. With her hopes spiraling away, Mikoto decided to entrusted her dreams to Sasuke.

Sadly, her dreams have been crushed.

"Y-You...what?" she breathed out.

There, in front of her was Sasuke and his best friend Naruto. The blond look like he was going to fall back to the ground, laughing his head off too since his mother came at the wrong time.

About Sasuke, well, he had the worst of luck.

Really, it was a misunderstanding. Perhaps Sasuke had the worst of luck, but really. It was all a misunderstanding.

Out of all the times, why does Okaasan come at this time? Sasuke clinched his fists. Naruto was just asking some random questions and one of the questions he asked was this: "Are you gay?"

Of course Sasuke was in shock since he wasn't expecting that. The questions Naruto asked started from calculators, speakers, lotion, computers, turtles, pissing in the bed, girls' tampons, and then, that question came out.

The Uchiha had to asked again. "You think that I'm gay?"

Before Naruto could even say anything, his mouth dropped, as his face began a shade lighter. Sasuke gave him a questioning look. He didn't know what his best idiotic friend was thinking, but he heard something at his door. He turned around to see what made Naruto look like his soul just left his body, but once he turned around, he finally understood.

His mother was there at his door, pale as a ghost.

His luck was definitely fucked up.

It is a pity that Mikoto didn't hear everything. If she heard the words: "You think that-", then maybe she would have understood. But she didn't come at the right time.

"Sasuke..." She inched closer into his bedroom.

Standing up, Sasuke tried to make her understand the situation. "Okaasan, it's not what you think."

"You are just saying that..."

"I'm not gay."

"You are just saying that!" She pointed her finger at him.

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"Naruto was just asking random questions and one of the questions he asked was if I was gay. But I'm not."

"I heard you say that you are gay Sasuke!" Mikoto yelled.

Sasuke really just wanted to kill himself right now. "That was part of the sentence I was saying."

Maybe he should have rephrase that.

"Sasuke, we need to talk."

"Okaasan, you need to listen to me!" Sasuke begged, as he got up, making his way to her.

Stopping her son by grabbing his shoulders, Mikoto sighed. "We will talk later, okay, Sasuke? And don't worry, I won't tell your father this." She gave him one last look and walked away from her son's room.

The Uchiha watched his mother walk away, disappointment in her eyes. Once she was out of sight, he let out a frustrated growl. Why did the dobe have to ask that question and Okaasan have to walk in at the wrong time? He was disrupted of his thoughts by a certain blond and blue-eyed teenager's hearty laughter. Sasuke slowly turned his head to Naruto. While Naruto was laughing his head off while hitting the ground, there was tears in his eyes, and boy, Sasuke just wanted to beat the shit out of him.

And that's what he was about to do.

"Oi, Sasuke-teme, why are you looking at me like that?"

"..."

"Sasuke-teme? Sasuke-teme? Hey! Why are you coming closer? Oh shit! Don't tell me that you are actually gay!"

Naruto did cry again, but in pain.

Mikoto sat at the kitchen table, thinking what to do. She wanted to help her son, but would he actually listen to her? Maybe the girls at the Academy were all bitches, sluts, boring, or maybe sweet, kind-hearted, or beautiful. But Sasuke never talked about girls. Sure he did have fangirls, but not once did he look at them. Mikoto had to admit, Sasuke did have some pretty fangirls. Some that good equally match her son's looks.

Wait, why didn't he at least date them? Mikoto covered her mouth. Oh no, maybe that's why.

"That's why...he didn't date girls because he is..." She murmured to herself.

She didn't want to say it. But Sasuke had fangirls since he was a little boy! He would at least give in to one of his fangirls or one of those girls that didn't like him!

Wait, don't say that Sasuke was gay since he was a child!

Oh no, that was it.

Mikoto wanted a girl that would help change her son's sexual orientation. Maybe someone...

"But how?" She ran a hand through her indigo locks.

She glanced around and that's when she noticed something. There was a stack of papers near the trashcan and it had numbers on them. Numbers! The woman immediately got out of her chair and dashed towards it. Once she saw it, she nearly jumped for joy. There was a list of numbers from his fangirls. Maybe luck is on my side!

Mikoto scanned the papers until it landed on a phone number written on a pink piece of paper. Due to it being old, it aged as their were some tea stains to wrinkled corners, but it still maintained its ink, as the paper was decorated with hearts and smiley faces.

Maybe she might be nice. Or probably a little girl... Or it could be a man. Oh, Oh, ...Oh, dear. Please, Kami-sama, let it please be a girl. I need to help my son. I need for him to have babies with a beautiful girl, inside and out, that I can proudly call my daughter.

She grabbed the telephone and dialed the number: 875-684-2314

The woman heard the ring and then someone picking up the phone "Hello?"

Mikoto sighed. She was happy that the person on the phone sounded like a teenager! But also, a girl! Perhaps, not a girl. This could possibly be a boy, who didn't go through puberty yet. But still Mikoto sighed. At least it is someone young. But then she realized that she was heavily breathing into the phone's speakers, and she could tell that the person on the other side of the telephone was weirded out. I mean, would you be scared when you answer the phone and the first thing you heard was someone breathing? Yeah, I would be scared too.

"Um...I am going to hang up now..."

"Wait!"

"Who's this?"

"I need to ask you something! Are you a girl?"

"What the...yes. I can check."

"Please do."

"...Well duh I am a girl! You can tell by my voice!"

"Well, there was some guys who make their voice sound like girls, or haven't reach puberty. I am just making sure."

"Umm...Okay? What do you want to ask me? Wait, hold on. How did you get my house number?"

"I will tell you later, but it is very important. I want to offer you...a job."

"A job?"

"Yeah and it involves helping someone!"

"Well, okay then. If it help someone for the greater good and giving me good pay, then I'm in. Besides I need the pay."

"Thank you so much! I will tell you of your job, but is it okay if I meet you somewhere?"

The person on the other side of the phone hesitated. "Are you sure you aren't a kidnapper? If you are, I can sure beat the fuck out of you."

"Please do not use that language at me. You are helping out my son."

"Oh. I'm..uh...I'm sorry...Is this babysitting?"

"Okay, how about we meet at Konoha's Academy tomorrow at noon?"

"Wait, is this babysitting your son?"

"Thank you so much! I will see you then!"

"Wait! I don't even know who you-"

Beep Beep Beep

Mikoto smiled. As she set down the phone, she soon noticed what she had done. She was going to hire a girl to help her son. And when you want to change someone's sexual orientation, you have to do some drastic things.

"Did I just..." She gulped. "Give my son a mistress?" Mikoto started to realize what she had done. Here she was, the Matriarch of the Uchiha clan, hiring a mistress, or hell, even call the girl a prostitute, just for her son. "But it's to help him..."

She wanted to just go to sleep. It was all such sudden information she just received hours ago, and she still couldn't believe what she just done. Looking at the window, Mikoto saw darkness consuming the village, as the crickets began to own the night with their conversations. Heading to her bed, she still contemplating whether or not that was a good call on her part as a mother. But she wouldn't know unless she tried. Once she laid down, her mind lingered on about her son her son and how Naruto was in his room.

Oh Kami-sama, no.

"Hey, Sasuke-teme, why is your mom sleeping in the same bedroom as us?"

ONCE AGAIN, STILL EDITING IN PROGRESS! I DID ADDED MORE THINGS TO THE STORY, BUT JUST A LITTLE THAT IT WOULDN'T CHANGE AT ALL THE MAIN EVENTS OF THIS!

ALSO, sorry if it was a little OOC. I wanted to capture how a mother like her would react to a situation like that and having the dreams of her kids having children. I am also, once again, sorry if I offended some readers!