A/N: Well, I have been in need of a creative outlet lately and my interest in fanfiction/Naruto has been resparked and I still have always wanted to finish this story that I started so here I am! I have edited the first chapter and completely rewritten the rest of them and developed the story even more.

Mostly, I wanted to mature the story a bit more and I'm pretty happy with the outcome of it, please review and let me know what you think. Specifically whether or not you think I should continue or just move onto a new story.

Also, I'm looking for a beta reader so let me know if you are interested. Just send me a message!

Enjoy!

Summary: Sasuke Uchiha hasn't fallen in love since he was sixteen years old. Now he is twenty-nine with two daughters. He finds himself head-over-heels when his neighbor, Ino Yamanaka, lends them a kickboxing tape starring Uzumaki Naruto. NaruSasu AU

Warnings: Yaoi, Mature themes, cursing

Kicking Boxes

Chapter 1

Sasuke Uchiha knew that something odd was going on in his house from the shrieks of giggle fits that erupted from behind his front door. He cautiously stepped through the doorway setting his suitcase down on the floor. "I'm home." He called out.

The twenty-nine year old man heard the small footsteps of a dark brown haired child around the age of six running down the hall. "Daddy! Ino brought a tape over!" Small arms wrapped around the businessman's legs. "We are kicking boxes!" Sasuke kneeled down and lifted the girl into his arms.

"Where's Ino and Amaya, Kikue?" He asked as he set her back down on the firm carpeted ground of their living room.

"I told you. We're in the basement kicking boxes!" Kikue emphasized as she gripped the much larger hands of her father and dragged him towards the door leading to the basement steps. "Come on dad! It gonna be over!" She squealed before charging hazardously down the stairs. Sasuke quickly followed after his daughter, he could hear a man counting down, panting as if he was doing some strenuous work out.

A tall long blonde haired woman wearing a pair of tight black shorts and a tank top was punching the air in time with the counting voice. Next to her was Sasuke's oldest daughter Amaya Uchiha, age twelve, with her cherry pink hair swept back in a ponytail keeping up with her babysitter. 'Switch' the voice said loudly and they immediately switched the arms they were pumping out into punches.

Sasuke peeked around the two to see what they were doing and was startled by a blond haired man with startling blue eyes on the television set. "What are you three doing?" The curious father asked with his eyebrows raised, loosening his tie.

"Ino brought over a kickboxing tape today. Remember how I told you that Naruto Uzumaki is coming to our school?" Amaya explained.

Sasuke did recall his daughter telling him this. Naruto Uzumaki was a popular MMA fighter however recently announced his impending retirement from fighting. Konoha Junior High somehow found a way to convince this man to instruct kickboxing at their school twice a week for a month. Students and their parents were invited. Naturally, Sasuke would have to go since he was the only parent they had.

Of course, Sasuke wasn't always a single parent. At age sixteen he started dating the pink haired cheerleader named Sakura Haruno. A year later, when Sasuke tried to break off the relationship he found out he was going to be a father. Feeling responsible he decided to continue their relationship and shortly after high school got married to Sakura.

When Amaya turned seven, she once again got pregnant with Kikue. Though this time, Sasuke was not the father. The father was a man named Neji Hyuuga, he was a trauma surgeon. After discovering this, Sasuke filed for a divorce. Sakura let Sasuke have custody over the girls and they were both sent over to him.

"Well, this is him dad. You're coming with me next week right? Parents have to come." His daughter's voice was panting and sweat was dripping down her face. Sasuke had no idea why the girl would want to participate in such an embarrassing activity. He grunted and glared at Naruto Uzumaki in his shorter than normal shorts, his muscles rippling every time he punched the air.

"You should join us, Sasuke. Get prepared for the big day, I think Shikamaru and I will come out next week! How about it, Aya?" Ino suggested with a childish giggle. It amazed Sasuke how they could look so physically exhausted but were able to talk that much.

"What about me?!" Kikue shrieked with her hands on her hips.

"You'll go too don't worry. How about we go make some dinner now?" Sasuke asked and raised the small child over his shoulders proceeding up the stairs. He plopped the brown haired girl on the couch of the living room and turned the kid's network on the television. Relieving himself of his tie and business jacket he huffed and threw them over the arm of the sofa. "Hm, how about some spaghetti?" Sasuke suggested. Kikue squealed in delight, clapping her hands and nodding vigorously.

Moving into the kitchen he set out a pot on the stove, filling it with water and turned the stove on. He could faintly hear Uzumaki's voice ordering for a cool down, announcing that the tape was almost over. Kikue was shrieking with laughter at the television, Sasuke inwardly smiled. Getting tired of waiting impatiently for the water to start to boil he went over to his youngest daughter and lifted her up into his arms before settling back down on the sofa. The soft singing coming from the television and the rhythmic breathing of his daughter put him fast to sleep.

He was then startled awake by Ino. "Sasuke the water is boiling over, you might want to take care of that." Ino's voice called out, by the time Sasuke got off the sofa Ino already had her coat on and was at the door. "Bye guys! I'll see you tomorrow!" She called before leaving.

"Daddy? Foam is in the pot!" A squeal came from behind Sasuke. The father quickly shot up and ran to the stove turning the temperature down. He dumped the spaghetti from the box into the pan. "Oooh, gimme!" Kikue giggled as she watched the thin long noodles being dropped into the pot.

"You're not going to like them, Kikue. They're dry." Sasuke sighed as he took the last strand of dry uncooked spaghetti and handed it over to the brunette. As expected, as soon as the child bit the noodle it was spat out on the ground in disgust. Kikue scrunched up her nose at Sasuke as if asking him why he gave her it.

"Dad!" A different voice this time screamed as thudding came from the stairs. "Can I go over to Kimimaro's house tomorrow after school?" Amaya asked, entering the kitchen.

"Isn't that the boy a year older than you?" Sasuke asked, handing Kikue some silverware to place at the table. Amaya nodded and took some plates from a cupboard above the sink. "Aya, you've asked this before and the answer won't change. No you cannot go over alone to a boy's house."

"Why not?" Amaya stomped her foot childishly and slammed down the last plate. Kikue stopped and watched the scene unfold curiously. "I'm thirteen years old, he's only one year ahead of me. We're not going to do anything."

Sasuke shrugged his shoulders, "I don't care. I haven't met his parents so it's out of the question. Just invite him over next weekend." Sasuke was a professional at this, and he should be since the girl asked this question often which always led to the same thing, he left no room for more input. Amaya stomped her foot to show her frustration and stomped her way up to her room. Sasuke sighed as he began to cook the sauce for their dinner.

"Daddy! Can I watch TV?" Kikue asked eagerly, Sasuke knew that she wanted to watch the new show that premiered a couple weeks ago where families entered to compete in obstacle courses. He never understood the reason people would want to go on that show, other than to prove how bratty and spoiled their kids were. So, as soon as Sasuke gave his daughter the permission, Kikue hurried off back into the living room.

"Kikue, go tell your sister that dinner is ready, please." Sasuke peered into the living room a few minutes later. Kikue jumped up and ran out of his view and up the stairs, screaming for her sister.

The Uchiha family was halfway through their dinner when Kikue's face lit up. The rest of the family knew what it meant; the youngest child had an idea. "Daddy! Let's be on TV! We could win!" She squealed, spaghetti sauce dripping down her chin.

Sasuke grimaced at the thought of going on the show, and slightly at the sauce dripping down the brunette's face. He grabbed a napkin from the table and wiped off Kikue's chin while trying to come up with a valid reason for the girl as to why they can't go on TV. "Kikue, we can't this year." He said the only lame excuse he could think of. Actually, as he thought about it, it wasn't an excuse at all.

"Why not?!" Kikue shrieked, pouting at her father.

"We just can't." Sasuke said stubbornly. Kikue jumped up from the table and ran up to her room, Sasuke sighed and looked over to Amaya. He wasn't surprised that she got up from the table and looked at him with disgust before leaving her dirty plate on the table and leaving the room also. Why were they so dramatic today? It was definitely not a good day for Uchiha Sasuke.

The rest of the evening Sasuke just left his two girls to their own devices until it was time to help Kikue with her homework and to get her ready for bed. Happy to be able to relax in the peace of his bedroom, he laid in bed to go to sleep. Sasuke usually slept at the same time every night and he was not one for staying up late. Tonight however, he could not seem to fall asleep as he felt a bit uneasy. He wasn't able to place this feeling but it seemed like hours before he could go to sleep.

It was dark and a 12 year old Sasuke was asleep in his bed. His sleep was disrupted by a loud noise that sounded like glass breaking and the startled yells of his guardian, Orochimaru. The yells were not coherent to Sasuke who was now terrified and jumped out of his bed. Unsure of what to do in his panicked state he crawled under his bed. The yells suddenly stopped and he heard a loud thud. By now, Sasuke felt almost hysterical at this point.

Sasuke desperately listened for footsteps from underneath the bed but he heard none. He knew he should get to a phone or something to call the police. Orochimaru was a terrible man so Sasuke was not surprised someone would want to kill him, maybe whoever intruded left. Slowly, he crawled out from under the bed being very wary of any loose floorboards. For a moment once he was out from under his bed, he contemplated climbing out from the window but then realized Orochimaru had ensured that that was not an option by barring it shut.

In desperation, he decided to try to use the phone down the hall where Orochimaru's bedroom was. Tiptoeing, he slowly made his way down the hall, careful to not alert the intruder to his presence. Throughout this time, he did not hear a single noise and the house was entirely silent, which surprisingly made Sasuke feel even more terrified. He was sure that whoever was there would just pop out when he least expected it. Once he made it to the telephone, he took the phone off the receiver and dialed 911. After the dispatch assured him the police were on his way he quickly hung up and at that same moment he heard a small thump. Instinctively, he hurried into the closest room, which happened to be Orochimaru's bedroom, and locked the door. In his haste he stumbled over something large and when he looked up he saw a dark figure sitting on the edge of the bed and when he looked down he realized he tripped over the body of Orochimaru.

"Hello, Otouto."

When Sasuke became conscious he first saw the worried and tearful face of Amaya and he immediately noticed the lights were on. He felt sweat soaking his t-shirt and his hair damp around his cheeks. "Dad, are you okay? We heard you scream," his daughter asked, her voice laced with fear.

The father felt as if his heart was about to pound out of his chest and he wiped his face with the back of his hand before responding breathlessly, "Yes, just a bad dream." He tore the sheets from around himself and got out of bed to go with Amaya to calm Kikue down who had gotten upset after hearing his scream.

When he got into the room he saw Kikue hiding under her covers, "Kikue, it's okay. I just had a bad dream." Sasuke felt embarrassed, normally it was his daughters having a bad dream and this made him feel very childish. A little hesitantly, Kikue peaked out from under the blanket and immediately looked relieved to see her father standing there, as if she was expecting something else.

"Daddy, what if I have bad dreams?" Kikue asked, tears in her eyes out of fear.

Sasuke perched himself on the side of her bed and smoothed the hair out of her eyes, "Just think of happy things before you sleep," Sasuke murmured. "I can stay here until you fall asleep too."

"Okay. I'm going to think about meeting Naru-to tomorrow," the name was drawn out due to a tired yawn. Sasuke almost forgot about the kickboxing class tomorrow. At least someone was excited about it, Sasuke was sure that he would not enjoy meeting the man. Despite all the excitement about Naruto, Sasuke could not help but feel there was something really annoying about him.