They were more than comrades, at least to her. They had been together sense they were Gening, much like their parents had been on the now legendary squad seven. She had heard stories, seen photographs and she never got tired of hearing about her sacred blood line. She resembled so much of her mother yet she seemed so far less fragile than the pink haired Anubu and she believed she had her father to thank for that.
Hair blacker than the feathers of a fallen angel and green eyes brighter than the fresh buds of spring and her mother's fair skin and exceptional curvature, she was clearly extraordinary and it was blatantly obvious, an Uchiha. And though she resembled her mother's physical aspects the parts of her father that she had inherited were painfully unavoidable for when the red mixed with her raven hair, everyone knew who she belonged to. Estella had always been independent, rambunctious and a rival to everyone in her class in all things Ninja. Though despite her fiery personality she had been stricken with her mother's kindness and gratitude, even when she finally managed to processes the power of her father's Sharigan and became something of legend she still managed to stay grounded.
Though the Sharigan was nothing short of a mile-stone in her training it wasn't the only thing she developed in her 17 years existence. Through her perseverance and the help of her mother she had inherited and perfected her mother's strength and healing abilities and became nothing short of a force to be reckoned with. But despite her physical attributes, skills and legendary blood line she was far weaker than her exterior ever gave her credit for and she felt foolish to let such emotions twist their way around her heart and distract her from her studies and her missions. Without much warning he consumed her focus yet she'd never let him know it, he'd think her a fool for thinking of anything but Ninja way and though those white eyes might of seemed empty to anyone else, she knew better. They had been placed on the same team BECAUSE of their gifts, Estella's Sharigan eyes and Daemon's Byakugan they had been dubbed the unstoppable team. Yet despite all her efforts every time that blond hair menace of a man smiled at her and looked right through her soul, her heart melted to the ground and she was weak against everything except her self control.
Daemon looked so much like his father, his hair even spiked the way his fathers did yet he had inherited his mother's eyes. He was always kind natured and gentle yet loud and persistent at everything that was thrown his way and Estella couldn't help but feel blessed to have him on her side. She could recall the day their teams were picked so vividly and though it had only been a few years it seemed so long ago. She could still remember the way her heart dropped at the sound of her and Daemon's name being called together and her ivory cheeks flushed an unusual shade of rouge. She was indeed a hopeless romantic and her mother found it invigorating that her daughter had found someone to dote over but her father would have none of this "boy" nonsense, or so he called it. And every time there was word of a mission for the two young Nin, her father would grunt and fold his arms across his chest, giving the Uzamaki boy a bone chilling stare as if it warn him to keep his mind on the mission and the mission on
his mind and off his voluptuous daughter, or he'd give him something to think about. But Daemon knew better, he had heard stories of the mighty Uchiha and Uzamaki clash from when their parents were their age and he had seen the power of the Sharigan with Estella. He'd be a fool with a death wish to challenge someone who had years to perfect his craft and the Captain of the Anbu Black Ops.
Sasuke knew the way his daughter felt about the Uzamaki boy though he was fairly certain she was even unaware of the emotions than ran deep in her heart. But every time that blond menace of the gene pool came around he could see her eyes light up and her soul spark with happiness and he knew he saw that same look in Sakura's eyes every time he entered the room. Having a daughter was a difficult task for Sasuke, for women were such fragile creatures by nature and he had always protected them in some way. However, Sasuke's concerns for his daughter were mixed with fatherly hostility when it came to Daemon for more than one reason. First of all, his thoughts skidded to a jolting stop every time he heard the word "mission" escape his precious daughter's lips, for it was on a mission that Sasuke and Sakura conceived Estella, though they were married at the time. And second, her affection towards another man was more undeniable proof that his first born was growing into a woman and he was no longer the only man in her life. And though Sasuke still had the adolescence of his younger son to look forward to, Estella would always be his one and only girl and it killed him more than he'd admit to let her go.
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AN: It all started with a picture, lol. Which can be found at www. Nami86. Deviantart. Com (no spaces) under her NARTUO folder and the deviation is titled "The Next Generation." I got inspired…and couldn't resist…so now I have two stories in production.
I do not own naruto nor do I own the drawing by Nami86. All rights for that picture belong to her.
So yes…Sasuke and Sakura got together and made babies…
And Naruto and Hinata got together and had a son.
Am I a horrible person for naming their son Daemon?? Lol.
