Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto in any way, shape, or form. Masashi Kishimoto owns it all.

Author's Notes: On one of my sites we participated in something called "Love Week" which basically speaks for itself. I wrote some drabbles for my favorite pairings in Naruto. This 'story' will be a collection of the wonderful Asuma and Kurenai pairing, where they are married with an almost five-year-old daughter named, Katsue. Please read my other collection of drabbles.

A Family Picnic

They walked hand in hand, smiles abound. On the surface they appeared to be the perfect family, but one of the three held a secret, as of yet not revealed to her husband. Will this secret tear them apart or strengthen the bond they already share? As of this present moment in time, no one quite knows.

It was springtime and the air was fresh as can be. While the birds sang their lovely songs, small ducklings trailed behind mother on the shore of the small pond, soon in the pond, swimming. The trees rustled adding to the picturesque scenario. Within the next couple weeks the most beautiful of all natural occurrences will happen; the sakura blossoms would be in full bloom. The couple and their daughter walked along the path toward a small grassy hill, upon which a still growing oak had laid its roots. The breeze blew by, making her red sundress flutter about her legs, as she flip flopped toward the hill. He walked in brown, slimming slacks, with an off-white button down shirt. Their daughter had a sported a flower-patterned sundress and flip flops.

The man splayed out the checkered blanket on the soft grass while the woman placed a traditional picnic basket on the corner of the blanket. The almost five-year-old girl plopped down on the ground, comically, soon changing her position so she was on her stomach observing the grass off the edge of the blanket.

The former Yuuhi Kurenai, now Sarutobi Kurenai, smiled lovingly at her daughter and the curiosity she held. Her husband, Sarutobi Asuma, sat down beside her, wrapping his left arm around her curvaceous form to rest on her left hip.

"Quite curious, isn't she?" he commented as their daughter squealed in delight at finding a beetle.

Kurenai giggle lightly, a hand at her mouth. "Yes, she most definitely is that," she replied, so much love in such a simple statement. He mother and all of the other mothers she knew were right; a child changes one's life in an unexplainable way and the love toward a child is quite undeniable and a force to be reckoned with.

"Oka-san! Otou-san!" Both looked over at their daughter who was kneeling by the food basket, obviously ready to see what they brought. "Can we eat now?"

Kurenai smiled. "Don't be in such a rush, Katsue-chan." She sighed, changing her mind. "Bring the basket over here please. Carefully!"

Katsue smiled, happy. Her eyebrows furrowed in concentration, ready to take on the task at hand. She lifted the basket with both hands and brought it over, but mostly skimmed the surface of the blanket with it. She wasn't able to lift it very high.

Asuma moved slightly to assist his daughter and placed the basket in front of Kurenai. He returned to his place by his wife, as Katsue peered into the basket of goodies with her first pulled out an apple juice box for her daughter ad two bottles of water. she then pulled out three sandwiches, carefully wrapped in plastic, upon which Kurenai's neat handwriting was seen. Each sandwich had the name of whose mouth it was destined to enter, and the classic peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich was given to Katsue. Kurenai received a quick thank you from her cute daughter, who started to chow down on her sandwich. Kurenai then turned her gaze and his sandwich over to Asuma.

"Thank you, dear," He said before pecking her cheek, pulling back with a smile on his face. She smiled back at the small but sweet gesture before reaching back into the basket for the napkins and chips.

They ate in silence; their sandwichs, the plain chips, and their drinks.

Kurenai pondered if and when she should tell her family her would be the idle time and situation to blow them away with her news.

Asuma glanced curiously at Kurenai, wondering why she was so quiet; normally she would be the one to strike up a conversation with their overly enthusiastic daughter. He didn't want it to be quiet despite the tranquil setting, and half through finishing his sandwich, Asuma spoke. "So Katsue, how was your day yesterday with your cousin Konohamaru?" He started, knowing she'd go off on a tangent.

"It was cool. I got to play with his girlfriend. you know, the one with the hair? (Moegi!) Yeah. It was fun!" she said and continued her story in her four year old voice.

Asuma smiled encouragingly at her, before turning and kissing his wife lightly on her painted lips. Kurenai smiled against his lips, refraining from giggling at the feel of his beard, before kissing him back.

Their kissing lasted a good few minutes, Katsue obviously well into her story of her play date. Asuma's arms had wrapped about Kurenai's body, while her arms embraced his neck, but now they pulled back to gaze lovingly at one another.

"Asuma?"

"Hmm?"

"How opposed would you be to having another child?"

Fin