Authors note: a new possible story one of a few that I have been thinking of, please let me know what you think. I may continue this story or if not I think it works as a funny one shot.
If you are offended by under age people with adults, then this one is not for you.
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Forbidden Fruit
Things had changed in the village of Konoha. There now were seven faces on the mountainside. The first five were rebuilt after the destruction of the village some twenty years prior, and then sixth was added. And about 10 years ago the seventh.
Pein's invasion forced the rebuilding of the entire village, so it was only people like the current Hokage Uzumaki Naruto, his wife Hinata, his friends and elders that were there to experience the change.
For the new generation, the way things are now is what they know, including a 16-year-old Chunin named Uzumaki Sasuke.
He was the oldest of three children and the only male. He was a hopeful at the next Jonin selection and had younger twin sisters are at the age of eight that were just entering the academy.
Sasuke was named after his fathers first and best friend, a former traitor and deserter who had come back to exact his revenge only to find the village already in ruins.
He instead took his revenge on the elders and Danzo, who as it turned out where truly the ones who brought about the destruction of a powerful clan to protect the village.
Uchiha Sasuke never knew it but he protected to village from tyranny that day, when he slew the ambitious Danzo. Danzo already had his plans in motion to bring the village under his thumb, he had even convinced the Fire Daiyamo to name him the 6th.
Before it could be made completely official, the group calling themselves Hawk struck.
And when the full extent of the treachery of the now deceased Danzo was discovered, his name was taken from the records as the 6th, and replaced with the only other possible candidate, Hatake Kakashi.
History says that the Uchiha was content with the death of the three elders, whether or not that was true is not completely known, as soon after dispatching the elders he was confronted by the only remaining Uchiha.
The battle between Madara and Sasuke cost both of the combatants their lives. It both ended one of the greatest threats that ever faced Konoha, and one of the most powerful bloodlines in existence.
And so with his sacrifice Uchiha Sasuke was remembered and honored a hero and Naruto named his first both after his old friend.
The young Uzumaki Sasuke was very familiar with this history; he had made it his personal responsibility to know every thing about his namesake.
He felt no kinship with the old hero; after all he had his family and friends. He had loving and proud parents, and annoying little sisters.
He could not explain the reason he wanted to know what he could, most of the stuff he found out about the past he could not fathom what it felt like. Especially to have to watch the death of his family.
Maybe it was the fact that Sasuke had been told that he looked a lot like his namesake. With his spiky hair an even darker color than his mothers, and his fair skin he guessed that he bared a resemblance to the man.
His eyes were defiantly different though.
At the present time he was heading to the hospital, the upcoming exams required that he get a full physical.
He was drawing the gazes of various females that he passed by. He was extremely popular and there were many hopefuls that he would accept the many requests that he got.
Sasuke politely turned them all down. The plain truth was that he already held someone dear to him. It had started out as a boyhood crush; he never expected anything to come of it.
She was, after all, twenty years his senior.
That did not stop him from thinking about her and wishing it to be.
Since the age of twelve he began seeing her, not as his 'aunt', but as a fantasy.
When he was fifteen that fantasy became reality.
The young chunin had run into her as she was stumbling home from a late night out, smelling strongly of sake.
The sun was already beginning the crest the horizon and he has set out to do some early morning training.
Sakura was out alone for her yearly ritual on the date of her first loves death. She didn't want to think about it, and it always came to mind on that day. And so once a year, she numbed the pain in the way she learned from her old sensei.
She was too far gone to question why the reason for her sadness seemingly appeared to her.
Young Uzumaki Sasuke had come across his 'aunt' and helped her hope that morning. She was in such a state of inebriation that her mumblings were not recognizable. Though she did seem to recognize him saying his name softly and thanking him for the help.
Of course it was not the right Sasuke-kun, as he later realized.
It happened when he led her home and helped her inside and to bed. He turned to leave, making a mental note to tell him mother so that the pink-haired woman could be checked on, but he thought it best she sleep it off for now.
Before he could get two steps away he felt a tug on the back of his shirt and was turned back around.
What happened at that point was something he never brought up to anyone. And it was something that he was in too much of a shock to stop, even if he wanted to.
After all, Haruno Sakura was very persuasive.
After words he left when she passed out. Despite fantasizing about it, it felt awkward like he had taken advantage of her, and he did not want to be around when she woke up.
It was still very odd to him when he saw her from time to time. He was sure that someone would be able to tell the awkward way he acted around her, and thought that someone would figure it out, but he could not help it.
And Sakura seemingly did not remember, or if she did she did not bring it up and treated him the same she always had.
But even if she did remember, what then?
Even though the age didn't matter to him, a relationship was not possible.
He was the son of the Hokage, nephew to the leader of the Hyuuga clan.
She was the head of the hospital and was best friends with his parents.
Therefore the village closely watched them both.
It had been just under a year since it had happened, and it sucked that he still couldn't get over it. Maybe he should find another girl.
She would always be his first, and he would always feel something for her…but this was not healthy, he needed to get over this.
Unfortunately fate had other plans for him.
He found himself in the hospital, waiting for the doctor to come in to do his physical, and damn it who would walk in but her?
"Good morning Sasuke-chan," she said in a teasing, singsong voice.
He gave a grumbling complaint for the use of that suffix and silently for her being the one to examine him.
"Ok," she continued her professional side taking over, "please take off your clothes."
"Huh?" he couldn't help but blush, "why?"
She looked up at him from her clipboard, "Why? So I can examine you properly," she said slowly as though explaining some foreign concept to a toddler.
She turned and walked to the sink on the wall, and began to rummage through the drawers there gave him a damn good and very unfortunate look at her firm and well shaped backside.
Sasuke stared, unmoving as she found a box of gloves and began to wash her hands, drying them, and with her hands gloved turned back to see he was still fully clothed.
"Come on Sasuke-chan, I don't have all day, and it's not like I haven't seen it all anyway." She said with a smirk.
"What?" his blood was already rushing south.
She laughed while Sasuke tried to think of things to bring it down, focusing on the image of Kakashi-ojjisan reading those books and giggling helped.
"I delivered you, and I remember showing your father how to properly change a diaper, Naruto was so clueless when it came to that, and he wanted Hinata to relax after giving birth." He barely heard her say. Then she laughed, "and all the times you seemed to hate your clothes as running around buck-bare when you first learned to walk, always funny."
That did the trick; he heard that and the embarrassment took away a lot of the arousal.
"Now hurry up and strip."
'Dammit'