The village of Konoha, fifteen years after the Fourth Great Shinobi War, was the picture of a peaceful and successful homeland.
As the sun slowly set, the markets started closing down, save for a few shops and the restaurants and bars. The civilians all headed home, and the streets became less noisy.
Every few minutes, somebody or the other would glance at the six rock heads on the mountain. The legendary Shodai, the Nidaime, the Sandaime, the Yondaime, the Godaime, and finally the Rokudaime Hokage, known throughout the shinobi world as The Orange Hokage and the Bringer of Peace, and also, The Child of Prophecy. The sixth face on the mountain bore an uncanny resemblance (To those, of course, who didn't know his lineage even after the announcement soon after his election as Hokage) to the fourth, except for a slight difference in the face cut, the difference in the size of the smiles (Ehm… perhaps, in the case of the sixth, we should say foxy grin) and the three whisker marks found on each cheek of the Rokudaime Hokage, and these whiskers had proven to be an enormous difficulty for the builders.
Though the people were constantly glancing at the monument, one person was staring at the faces, or the face of the fourth in fact, with a lost look in his eyes.
Adorning an orange Hokage robe with red and black flames at the bottom over a jounin vest and black shinobi pants, Konoha's greatest Hokage stood at his window and thought of the few times he had met his father. His blond hair was longer, increasing his resemblance to the Fourth, still held back by his headband, and his blue eyes still held the mischievous, yet caring and loving, sparkle.
"Naruto." A bored, lazy voice drawled, "You have to sign these papers."
"Not again. I hate you Shikamaru." Naruto groaned, turning around to glare at his advisor.
"I knew being your advisor would be troublesome. Look, I have to head home too. Temari's going to kill me if I'm late again."
Naruto bit back a grin. Perhaps Shikamaru was the only one of the Rookie Nine who had really benefited from the total peace and friendliness between the five great nations. Temari had become Suna's ambassador to Konoha soon after the war, and three years later the laziest of the gang was married to the fiercest kunoichi in Suna.
"What is it with you Nara's getting married to fierce women and then complaining all the time?" Naruto asked, sitting down behind his desk and pulling the pile of paperwork towards him.
Shikamaru found it too troublesome to glare at him, "It's a troublesome family tradition."
Naruto grinned wider, "So how are Asuma and Shikaku?"
"Fine, fine."
"Are they lazy like their dad or fierce like their mom?"
"Their Nara boys." Shikamaru said, as if that explained it all.
Naruto laughed, "And little Aiko?"
Shikamaru's face softened, "Fierce and beautiful like her mom."
Naruto chuckled again, "Already has you wrapped around her finger, huh?"
Shikamaru sighed, and then smiled, "Hurry up already."
Naruto signed the last paper, and sighed wearily, "Creating so many shadow clones to handle paperwork really takes its toll on you."
Shikamaru didn't reply.
Naruto stood up and then stared at the pictures on his desk for a second. One was of Team Seven, of course. The second was of Team Naruto. It brought a smile to his face. His first, and admittedly only, genin team, who were now already chuunins themselves. Umino Akio, the son of his first mentor, teacher, and the only older-brother-like figure in his life, and his civilian wife; Hatake Rin, the daughter of his second mentor and jonin sensei Kakashi and the one woman who seriously creeped him out as a genin, Anko; and Hyuuga Hiroto, a branch member of the Hyuuga clan. Rin, as brilliant as her father, was in the ANBU. Hiroto taught at the academy and Akio did missions sometimes with his own team and sometimes with others. Like Naruto and his friends, their different careers didn't drift the three friends away.
Naruto gazed at the only picture he had of his family, where his father hugged a pregnant Kushina from behind. Then with a soft, loving smile on his face he picked up the picture taken on his wedding. Hinata wore a lavender and white very long kimono, a little low-cut and tight. Her makeup was light and simple, her hair flowing behind her, but she looked radiant. Naruto had her up in his arms as he prepared to Hiraishin to his new house. He was in a white tux.
With a smile he kept the picture back on the desk and turned to Shikamaru who was smiling.
Naruto smiled back, sheepishly scratching the back of his head, "Sorry."
"Always get caught up in the pictures, don't you?"
Naruto laughed, "I'll have a new picture up here tomorrow."
Shikamaru rolled his eyes, "Go on, Hokage-sama. I'll lock up. Geez—"
"What a drag." Naruto smiled teasingly, "Bye, Shikamaru."
And with that he was gone in a flash of orange light. Shikamaru smiled. Troublesome.
The Hokage Residence had two apartments. One was occupied by the retired Godaime Hokage and her assistant Shizune. The second was occupied by the Rokudaime Hokage and his family.
Naruto's hobby to preserve memories in pictures was evident in the wall directly in front of the main door, the living room wall. There was a picture of Team Seven, one of Team Kakashi and Team Yamato, another of Team Naruto, and one of the Rookie Nine with their jonin senseis. There was a picture of the entire village taken directly after the Pain invasion. There was one of Naruto and Jiraiya, the Sandaime, the Godaime and Naruto, the Konohamaru Corps. There was even one of the Frog Summons. The Yondaime's picture, and one of Kushina and him after their wedding, adorned the wall too. But most of the pictures were of Naruto, Hinata, and their family.
There was the one taken on the one-year anniversary of their first date. There was the one Neji took when Naruto asked Hiashi for permission to date Hinata, and then to marry her. There was the one Hanabi took when Hiashi chased Naruto around the Hyuuga mansion with a poisoned kunai because Hiashi thought Naruto had 'deflowered' Hinata. There was the one Hanabi took when Neji held a kunai to Naruto's throat and threatened to kill him if he hurt Hinata. Then there was the one when he asked her to marry him on the Hokage monument. Some onlooker had taken that one.
Sakura had taken their engagement party and wedding photos. The one that showed him wearing his Hokage hat and addressing the Konoha villagers was taken by Hinata. It was so detailed it showed the tears in his eyes.
Then there was the one when, just like the one with his parents, Naruto hugged a very pregnant and beaming Hinata from behind, with a stupid silly grin on his face. There was the picture of a beautiful indigo-haired boy with big light blue byakugan eyes, pale skin and three delicate whisker marks on his cheeks. Then there was the one of his first birthday with the huge banner saying 'Happy birthday Minato-kun'. The rookie nine were all there with their non-deceased senseis. There were pictures of picnics and strolls. There was the picture of the little boy, two years old, Naruto, and a once-again pregnant Hinata. There was the picture of Minato (now with his hair more defined and sticking out in spikes) holding his younger, more tanned, red-haired and lavender-eyed brothers, with Naruto and Hinata holding the three of them. Once again there were pictures of strolls and picnics, this time with the two boys, and later with a young pale-skinned girl with lavender eyes and long blond hair, and then with a tiny, tanned, indigo-haired and blue Byakugan eyed baby.
Contrary to the almost colorless and lifeless Byakugan, all of Naruto's children possessed lively sparkling either dark lavender or light blue eyes. Only Jiraiya and Yahiko had their grandmother's red hair, and only Minato and Kushina had their father's whisker marks. Fortunately, or unfortunately, all of his children were ramen-addicts. While Sakura blamed Naruto, he constantly blamed the fact that Hinata had midnight cravings only for miso ramen when pregnant.
Anyhow, back to the present.
Eight-year-old Minato was fidgeting in his black dress-pants and white shirt with light orange stripes. His indigo hair was still spiking up on his head. He sat on the couch in the living room, holding one-year-old Tsunade in his arms. She had her indigo hair done in two cute ponies, and was wearing a lavender and orange kimono. Beside Minato sat three-year-old Kushina, in a similar dark orange and white kimono, with her long blond hair braided and elaborately knotted on her head with hair sticks (A/N: sorry, I can't remember the exact name). Six-year-old Jiraiya and Yahiko, dressed in outfits similar to Minato's, paced the living room impatiently.
As soon as the door opened, the kids jumped excitedly.
"I'm home!" Naruto called.
Immediately he was jumped by all five kids.
Laughing, Naruto straightened himself and hugged all his kids, "Oi, Oi, calm down!"
"How are we all doing?"
"Fine, otou-san! I beat Asuma in the taijutsu match!" Minato said proudly.
"Awesome!"
"We annoyed Iruka-sensei!" Jiraiya and Yahiko chimed.
Naruto laughed, "You two seriously take after my prankster side."
The twin terrors of the village grinned.
"Tou-san, I helped kaa-san and played with Hizashi-kun." Kushina said timidly.
"Oh? Tenten was over or you went?"
"We went to Tenten-oba-san's and Neji-oji-san's place. Me, and Tsu-chan, and Kaa-san."
"Hey, Tsu-chan." Naruto kissed his youngest daughter, "How are we today?"
"Tou-san." Tsunade laughed brightly, "Tou-san tou-san tou-san!"
Naruto laughed, kissing her again.
"Kushina-chan, please get off your father's shoulder. You're wrinkling your kimono, dear!" Hinata called from upstairs, "Naruto-kun, I've put out your clothes."
Naruto put down his children, "Be good, all of you, and I'll come home early for a picnic, okay?"
"Hai!" They said together.
Naruto headed upstairs to his bedroom. His wife was dressed in her dressing gown and standing in front of her bed, straightening the sheets. Her hair was draped up in a towel, and she was probably cleaning the room before she started getting ready.
"Hey, bijin." He grinned, hugging her from behind.
She smiled and turned around to peck him, "Hi. Hurry up, please?"
He nodded, gave her another kiss, and then went inside the bathroom for a shower.
When he came out wearing a dark orange shirt on dress pants, he was astounded once again by his wife's beauty.
Hinata stood in front of the mirror in a kimono-style lilac colored dress that went a little below her knees. It showed off her curves and the figure she had maintained even after five children. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun at the nape of her neck with two exotic hair sticks he had gotten her for an anniversary. A delicate pearl necklace hung around her neck, matching the pearl teardrops hanging from her ears. She had done very light makeup matching her dress. She was wearing her wedding and engagement rings. She looked amazing.
"Wow." Naruto whispered.
Hinata blushed lightly under her husband's gaze.
He picked up the white see-through shawl and wrapped it around her shoulders, hugging her gently and carefully.
He lovingly pressed a kiss against her cheek, "You look beautiful, hime."
"Arigatou." She whispered.
She stepped away from him and stepped into the white sandals put aside.
"Let's go?"
"Let's go." Naruto smiled at her.
"Arigatou!" Sakura said with a huge grin, taking the gift from Naruto, "Thanks for coming, guys!"
"Your kids look lovely, Hinata." Ino said again as she left with Sai.
"Sure. Happy anniversary, again. And happy birthday Itachi-kun!" Naruto stroked Sakura's one-year-old son's cheek.
Then he put his arm around his wife, his sons and his sleeping daughters, and was gone in a flash.
"The orange flash." Sakura muttered.
"Tsu-chan gone to sleep?" Hinata murmured when Naruto came in.
"Yeah, don't worry. I got all of them changed into pj's. They're all asleep." Naruto replied gently, going in the bathroom to change.
Hinata sighed blissfully. She had the best husband ever. He always took care of the kids and made sure she rested.
Naruto came outside wearing his usual boxers. He got in bed and wrapped his arms around Hinata. She nuzzled into his chest with a soft smile.
"How was work?" She asked.
"Fine." He whispered back, sighing.
"Tired?" She whispered.
He nodded, "I'm gonna come home early tomorrow."
"Perfect."
"'Night, Hina-chan. I love you."
"I love you too, Naru-kun."
i was just lukin at sum naruhina pix n it jst came in my mind. overused, i know. but always so sweet... anyway hope u lyk it please review! bijin means beautiful woman, by the way.