Being Mrs. Uchiha...wasn't a bed of roses. Having an ice cube for a husband and an army of kids, there is only one person who would have survived through these hardships. Uchiha Naruko, a perfect wife and mother. Until her world came tumbling down.
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A wail shattered the silence of the night which was followed by a frustrated groan. A blonde shoved a pillow over her ears, trying to block out the cries, hoping it would fade away into the night. The man who laid next to her grunted, switching sides, muttering incoherent words. The wails did not die down. Now, a set of shuffling feet joined the noise, a few yells and a loud thump.
She had enough. She took of the pillow from her ear, throwing it onto the floor, slipping on her grown, forcing down the yawns. She opened the wooden double doors, walking into the dark hallway, making her way up the stairs.
She grew closer to the source which disrupted her sleep. The yells grew prominent, the wails started to subside, muttered words hung in the air.
"What's going on here?" she asked, annoyance seeping into her voice as she stepped into her youngest sons' room. The movements of the occupants halted, two of them looking intently at their mum.
"He woke up," the one clad in black answered her questioning gaze as he pointed to the other boy who was dressed in blue. Naruko sighed, rubbing her forehead, feeling an oncoming headache.
"Hikaru, go back to sleep," she instructed as she took the other four-year-old twin into her arms. Hikaru scrambled away into his awaiting beds, wanting to catch the rest of the hours of sleep.
Naruko cradled Kaoru into her arms as the sobs subsided and finally vanished. Knowing that putting Kaoru back into his bed would only result in more crying, waking up of the other twin, a disgruntled Daisuke and an irritated husband, she carefully made her way out of the room to her own room, watching her step as the area was still covered in darkness.
"What was all the racket about?" Daisuke asked, sleep weighing down on his eyelids as he met his mother who made her way over to her room. Naruko sighed, pointing to the child in her arms before walking away, silently instructing Daisuke to go back to sleep.
The doors creaked slightly as she stepped back to her room, watching as a pair of soot-black eyes opened. Her husband yawned, motioning her towards his side. She nodded in response, placing the child beside Sasuke before settling into her bed which had grown cold. She, then, fell into a dreamless slumber.
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Naruko honked in front of her best friend's house, horning two more times for a good measure.
"Hold on, will you!" a voiced yelled from inside the house. It was only moments later when a pink-haired girl stepped out of her peach-colored house, hopping on one leg as she tried to strap her heels buckle while she used her other hand, from which her purse dangled, to shove her hair out of her face. She muttered something, which somehow sounded like a curse and probably was because the morning didn't seem to treat her well.
Finally strapping her heels, she strode towards the waiting car, wobbling slightly getting used to the height of her heels. One would have guessed that she should be used to wearing them but then again have so many pairs of shoes with different size of heels didn't help.
"God," she mumbled as she yanked the passenger door open, slipping into the car beside her friend. "You won't believe what a crazy morning I had,"
"Tell me about it," Naruko replied as she got the car back onto the road before speeding off.
"You do not know! First of all it started off with a bad hair day. I mean, come on! Look at the pink fuzz, the hair just won't stay!" Sakura grumbled, fisting her hair with one hand while the other dived into her purse to fish out a brush.
"Sakura...my mornings can always beat yours especially when I have to take care of three kids and a husband before setting off to work," Naruko said, severing left, almost missing the turn.
"Jeez, it's still new whenever you say three kids and a husband. I mean, we are the same age and I am nowhere near married," Sakura said as she combed her hair, looking at the side mirrors, examining her locks.
"Anyway, how did your date go last night?" Naruko asked, not really interested but asked anyway because she knew that Sakura would tell her within the next hour. It always happened whenever she went on dates...and they all turn out to be a disaster.
"The date! Oh god the date! That Sai guy turned out to be such a prick. Half –way through the date when I accidently called him by a nick name, he called me a hag in return. I was so pissed! And pow, gave him a black eye and stormed off," Sakura recalled, now opening her compact case, re-applying her make-up.
"Well you never know," Naruko gave Sakura a glance, "you may even end up marrying him or something. Now look at me? Who would have thought that I would end up with Sasuke?"
"Psh, come on. Me and Sai? Never. I mean, I was surprised when you and Sasuke hooked up and even more surprised when you two had a kid. At eighteen! God, I still can't get over that fact. Look at you now, almost 28, married with three kids," Sakura said as she shook her head, placing her make-up box into her handbag. "I won't be surprised if you are pregnant with his fourth kid or something."
"Sakura!" Naruko yelled, halting the car as they reached a red light. She looked over at Sakura with incredulous eyes, mouth hanging slightly open. "You know Daisuke was conceived due to mistake. We were eighteen, we were immature and stupid. We didn't know what we were doing. And then, when we got married, we thought that having another kid would complete our family of four but who would have thought that we would be having twins." Naruko stopped her rant as the light turned green before speeding off to the direction of the governing tower.
"Alright, alright, don't need to tell me your life story, as if I haven't heard it a million times over." Sakura rolled her eyes; Naruko got worked up over nothing.
"Well...you know about the fourth kid..." Naruko got back on topic but trailed off half-way.
Sakura jolted up on her seat, looking at her best friend with eyes of the size of dinner plates, "No way! You are not thinking of having another kid are you?" she asked fanatically, wanting to stop her friend from doing anything stupid.
"Well...not really..." She trailed off again, "But...I have my suspicions...that...I might be pregnant,"
"What!?!" Sakura screeched, Naruko wincing at the volume. Sakura couldn't believe what she was hearing, her best friend pregnant? Again? Oh come on...
"No fucking way. You are not having another kid. I mean, what the heck are you? Some baby machine?" Sakura asked, still shocked, unable to come in terms with whatever Naruko had just said.
"Sakura, I said I have my suspicions. It's not confirmed yet." Naruko said trying to calm Sakura down when it should have been the other way round. After all it was Naruko who was going to suffer in the coming month if the news was confirmed. She groaned inwardly. Really, another one?
"Is using protection some kind of foreign concept to you?" Sakura asked, "I mean, come on, you guys must be professionals at this, married for ten years, having three kids, protection should not be new to you guys"
"Yes, but, protection is not always 100 percent effective and you know, skipping the protection part is pretty much okay after all he is my husband," Naruko replied, at which Sakura was ready to give another lecture but stopped as they had reached the governing tower.
"Plus it also doesn't help to have a horny bastard for a husband," Naruko added as they stepped out of the car and headed towards the tower's entrance. Sakura snorted in reply but did not comment.
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"Morning, Baba," a blonde bounded into the room, with her best friend in tow. Tsunade raised her head which was buried within the paperwork. Her reading glasses were dangling at the edge of her nose as she observed the new comers from above her glasses. She sighed; there went her peace for the morning as she braced herself for woman's immature yells.
"Good morning, Lady Tsunade," came a rather stiff-necked greeting from Sakura. Sakura treated her with upmost respect and had her as a role model. Sakura had admired for her medic skills and wished to become a well-known medic. Though it was not rare to see the pink-haired girl around the governing tower, it was surprise to see Sakura not immediately heading towards the hospital.
"Aah, Naruko and Sakura," she acknowledged them by nodding her head towards their direction. She placed her pen flat onto her desk, wondering what the two girls wanted from her now. "Not at the hospital yet, Sakura?" she asked, pushing her almost-falling glasses up her nose.
"No, not yet. I was heading there but I thought I hand you these reports before I forgot," Sakura said as she stepped further into the room, placing the reports onto the already messy and piled up table. Tsunade nodded in appreciation as Sakura brought in the reports. She was glad the business was in good hands.
"Thank you, Sakura, you may take your leave," Tsunade said as she put the reports aside, not wanting them to be mixed up with her paperwork. It was best to separate her job as mayor and her career as a medic. Sakura bowed slightly before taking her leave, waving at Naruko, mouthing something towards her direction at which Naruko gave her an okay sign.
"So, Naru, I sent the work at your desk already and no, I am not going to allow you to do your work in my office," Tsunade said, setting matters straight, not wanting to hear Naruko sickenly-sweet persuasion speeches.
Naruko whined when Tsunade said they couldn't work in the same room. Naruko loved to work along with Tsuande, chatting with the old lady made her work less stressful. Plus, it saved her trips from her desk to Tsunade whenever they had to work together which was quite frequent as she was Tsunade's right hand woman.
"Anyway, baba, I wasn't going to discuss about that matter. I was wondering if you could give me a ...check-up," Naruko said slowly as her words became softer. Tsunade asked an unspoken question by raising a golden eye brow, wondering what's wrong with the usually loud girl.
"Well, I...," Naruko spoke up as Tsuande shot her a questioning glance, "...have my suspicions that I might be pregnant...again," she said, adding the 'again' as an afterthought. She was completely tingeing from embarrassment.
"Pregnant, Naruko?" She asked, both her eyes brows raised, mouth turning into an 'o'. "Are you sure?"
"I said, I have my suspicions," Naruko repeated snappishly, getting slightly irritated by the surprised expression was displayed on Tsuande's face.
"Sasuke works fast with his hands," she chuckled, opening a drawer, fishing something out. Naruko huffed and stomped her foot, looking away from the laughing woman.
"There you go," She said as she threw a packet onto Naruko which nearly nailed her on her forehead but she barely managed to catch it before it did any damage. "Piss on the stick" she said as Naruko looked at the box of pregnancy test.
Naruko sighed for the last time, making her way out of the room. Well, she had already done this plenty of time before.