Hello people;) I'm back and this time with a Naruto yaoi, with yaoi being my thing lately. This fic has many pairings in it. It's due mainly to the fact that I would like to have a longer story this time seeing as I only manage between 12-14 chapters and I want to challenge myself. Anyhoo, we have Sasu/Naru, Kaka/Iru, Neji/Gaa, Ita/Dei, Shika/Tem, and Kan/Ino (I know, weird pairing but I hope it works out). There will be hetero goodness as well as yaoi. If you do not like yaoi or are uncomfortable with lemony goodness, leave now please. I really do not want to offend anyone. And if you are not at least 16, please wait to read this. I really don't want your parents to come at me with pitchforks and torches.

Please support all of the writers because they are taking their time to write and bare their souls. Give constructive criticism where needed. Love not flames! I encourage those of you who don't write to do at least a one-shot I know you would be great at it. Warnings will be posted at the beginning of each chapter and lemons will be clearly marked.

Disclaimer:I will say this once, because if I say it too often I will become depressed. Much to my dismay, I do not nor have I ever owned Naruto and I would never attempt to make a dime off of Kishimoto-sensei's genius. I can however dream! I'm just thankful to Kishimoto-sensei for creating the Naruto universe and for being so chill as to allow us as fledgling writers to manipulate his wonderful characters for our own lecherous needs.

Disclaimer 2: I also do not own any of the songs I make mention of nor do I own the literature that may be mentioned nor anything italicized, like I have to tell you that. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter One

"So, what do you think guys?" Iruka asked in an excited voice as he stood in front of the large building that had two entrances, facing his family with his arms spread wide and large grin plastered to his lips. A sign hung precariously from its fastenings on the side of the building. "It's all ours!" he said excitedly as he pulled out the keys to the building and turned to face one of the doors.

"Nii-chan, are you sure about this?" Temari asked nervously. "I mean, we were known back home in Suna and people left us alone for the most part. How … I mean, will this all work out?" she wrapped her arms around her middle and gripped her upper arms to hold back her nerves.

Iruka turned again to look over his family and take in their faces. Naruto, Kankuro, and Deidara all looked uneasy and Temari looked scared out of her mind. Only Gaara looked composed. Iruka's eyes softened as he pulled Temari into a hug. "Come on, let's look at the inside." He pushed the key into the lock of the door and turned it. As the door swung opened, the sign broke loose from the bracket that held it place and crashed to the ground. Iruka laughed, "We didn't need that anyway." He stepped aside and allowed the others in.

His siblings looked around at all of the glass display cases that were thick with dust and the kitchen behind those cases that was a filthy mess. The dust on the floor swirled in the air as they moved causing a hazy cloud that they blew away as they waved their hands and sneezed. The shop was large and with a little work, they could make it cozy as well. "What do you think?" Iruka asked again nervously. In spite of his outward calm he was a mass of nerves inside. He felt guilty for moving his brothers and sister from Suna, but it had been Chiyo's last request before she had passed away and they were all going to honor it. He thought of their mother as he looked at his family.

The old woman had taken in the rag tag group of orphans after she had toured the Suna orphanage one fateful day. The children were traumatized by their adoptive and foster families before the kind eccentric old woman found them and took them all in.

Iruka, Naruto, and Deidara had been adopted by a man named Kyuubi and his wife Naomi. Their life had been okay until Naomi tried to leave Kyuubi for another man causing him to snap and try to kill his whole family with a knife before turning a gun on himself.

Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara were living in the foster home of Shukaku and his wife Mara. Shukaku was a sick sadistic fuck who entertained himself by beating up on things smaller than him. He exposed the three siblings and his wife to years of torture and torment before his wife finally snapped and stabbed him to death one night in his sleep. The trio found her in the morning with the large man's head on her lap as she stroked his pallid cheek and cried.

All six kids were placed in an orphanage in Suna. At the time Iruka was 8, Deidara and Kankuro were 6, Temari was 5, Gaara, and Naruto were 4. All of them were regarded as monsters and were whispered about in hushed tones as scornful eyes looked at them with hatred. Eventually, all six of them formed a tight knit family of their own.

Chiyo was touring the orphanage as she often did when she wrote a check to make sure her money was being used wisely. She was crossing the soccer field when she noticed a group of kids standing around the equipment shed banging on it and laughing. Chiyo moved closer and she could hear muffled curses and screams coming from inside. "What's going on here?" she asked in her harsh raspy voice.

The bullies eeped and ran away as the director of the orphanage ran towards the scene. "Chiyo-sama," he said breathlessly, "I'm so glad I caught you. If you'll allow me to show you to the new wing…" he began.

Chiyo refused to move from the shed. As she moved closer to the door, she could hear crying coming from inside. "What is in here?" she asked.

"Nothing, Chiyo-sama, just the sporting equipment," he dismissed it with a wave of his hand. Now if you'll come this way…" he tried again.

"Pretty state of the art equipment," Chiyo said as she raised her eyebrow. "It cries and everything. Open this door right now," she demanded in a cold voice.

The director paled and gulped. "Chiyo-sama," he began lamely, "I had to keep them out of sight! Why should the other children suffer because of those monsters? Nearly everyone else has withdrawn their funding because of them!" he screeched. "I can't run this place on nothing."

Chiyo became very still, ice creeping through her veins and into her voice. "Open it!" she commanded again.

The director gulped again and fished out a set of keys from his pocket and pushed one into the lock. As soon as the door opened, Chiyo bit back a cry of outrage. Six pairs of eyes met hers and the fear, distrust, and anger she saw there took her breath away. She turned back to the director and gave him a chilling look, "Why are they in here?"

The director bowed repeatedly, "I told you Chiyo-sama, because of them, most people have withdrawn their funding. They are the unlucky six; anyone who gets close to them meets with an unfortunate end."

Chiyo watched as the eldest child's soft brown eyes harden and he pulled a blonde girl to his chest protectively. His eyes were bright with unshed tears and an angry red scar ran across the bridge of his nose. A blond with long hair was holding a little redheaded boy with a tattooed face in his arms, and a brunet with a tattooed face held a little blond boy with three red scar marks on each cheek in his arms. The hurt and hostility washed over the old woman as she looked at them.

Chiyo raised an arm and signaled to her man standing at the edge of the field. When he stopped in front of her she pointed to the children in the shed, "George, take them, collect their things, and get them in the car. We will be leaving in one hour," she said imperiously as she returned her gaze to the director.

The hulking man stepped into the shed and gently lifted each child to their feet and all but pushed the crying sputtering troop towards the building. "Come along little ones, best not to make Chiyo-sama wait," he said kindly.

"Chiyo-sama, you don't want them…" he choked indignantly.

"Oh, but sir," she sneered sweetly, "They are already mine." Chiyo tossed her head haughtily. "In exchange for your speedy co-operation with paperwork I will write you a check that will be large enough to run this place for six months because as you said, why should the children suffer for your stupidity." At this the director bristled the woman knew damned good and well he would never call himself stupid. "If you do not co-operate, I will go to the authorities and have this place closed down and see you in jail. Make no mistake though; this will be the last check you get from me. But look on the bright side with the 'unlucky six' gone you should be able to rake in money hand over fist. You have one hour." After giving her terms, Chiyo turned on her heel and stalked to the building.

Ten minutes later, the six children sat on a bench with their miserable collection of belongings sitting at their feet as three other larger children gathered around to taunt them. "I don't know why you guys get to go to a good home. We're better than you!" a twelve year old bully said as he slapped Iruka across the face. "You're all freaks. Scars, face tattoos, and an ugly girl…what a joke!" he laughed cruelly and moved to hit Gaara when his hand was caught in a painful grip.

Iruka's eyes shot fire at the bully as he gritted out "Do not touch him!"

"Or what?" the bully said. He tried to pull away from Iruka's grip which was becoming painful as he tried to save face in front of his fellow bullies.

Deidara got off of the bench and punched the bully in the face and said, "That." He returned to his seat and smirked as the bully crumpled to the floor holding his nose. The rest of the group took that as a signal to jump on the six siblings sitting on the bench and a child-sized brawl ensued as Iruka, Deidara, and Kankuro moved in front of their smaller siblings to protect them.

The director, who was begging Chiyo to reconsider adopting the 'unlucky six', and Chiyo walked into the waiting area of the building just in time to see Iruka, Deidara, and Kankuro standing over the bullies as they lay on the ground moaning. The director screamed and streaked forward grabbing Iruka by the ear and tweaked it. "You see, Chiyo-sama! They're savages! Just look at what they did to these good boys here!"

Temari trembled with fear and rage as she faced the director and pointed at the bullies. "He hit nii-chan and he was going to hit otouto but nii-chan stopped him!"

"Liar!" he screamed at the girl and pulled on Iruka's ear getting pissed off when the child refused to cry out.

"Unhand my child!" Chiyo commanded coolly, "Or do I need to bring George back in here?" She looked around, "Where the devil is George, anyway?" she asked herself.

"He went to pull the car around," Naruto said in a small voice.

Chiyo nodded encouragingly to the child before she turned a glare back to the director who still had Iruka. "You really want to go to jail today, don't you? I will not tell you again to let him go." The director removed his hand from Iruka as a large shadow appeared.

"Is something wrong, Chiyo-sama?" George asked in a surprisingly soft voice.

"Nothing that leaving here will not fix," she said. She looked at this director again and snarled, "Send the paperwork to me by tonight, completed or this place will be shut down in the morning." Chiyo turned on her heel and left the director staring at her with his mouth agape.

Deidara laughed as he and his siblings were ushered out of the building, "I think the old lady just broke that asshole!" he said as Kankuro sniggered and Naruto stuck his tongue out at the director.

"Why you little..." he mumbled under his breath before stomping into his office to get Chiyo-sama's paperwork completed. If she wanted the little hell spawns, she was more than welcome to them.

In the years that followed, the old woman raised and educated the six children as though they were her own. She found out that they were all extremely smart and gifted. All of them had graduated high school by the age of seventeen, Iruka by the age of sixteen, and graduated college by the age of twenty-one each with a double major. They never watched television as they were into classic movies, reading, and music. They were always on the move picking up new hobbies and skills especially capoeira, they got into dance for Temari's sake, surfing, and art. She took them to museums and on what she called adventures like to the beach or cliff diving all over the world, refusing to hide them away like a dirty secret. She openly called them her little angels or her lucky six and she did it loud and proud. She taught them work was work and fun was fun, but that didn't mean work couldn't be fun. All of the siblings were mistrustful of almost everyone and only opened up to Chiyo, each other, and George. To everyone else they met, they looked well adjusted and outgoing though Chiyo knew it was a defense mechanism to keep people at arm's length.

When Chiyo became sick, she began preparations for their life without her. She refused to allow them to remain in a place that hated and feared them for no good reason and began looking to other cities for their future, one by the ocean if it was possible. She secretly bought them a large house in Konoha which was a rather large city that was at least three days away from Suna and one hour away from the ocean by car which suited her nicely. She then bought a bakery that had an additional shop attached to it with the help of her faithful servant George. She then set up bank accounts for both her children and George before she collapsed one night in the foyer of her home.

Chiyo smiled up at her family from her hospital bed as they sat in chairs around the bed while Deidara stood in the corner looking devastated with George by his side. "Oh, come on," she rasped, "You knew I couldn't live forever."

"We didn't expect you to live forever, just until we were ready to lose you, you old harridan!" Naruto mumbled.

Chiyo laughed which led to a bout of coughing. Temari placed her arm behind Chiyo and sat her up to rub her back soothingly. Once she was calm again, Chiyo looked at the blond with shining eyes, "And when would that have been, kiddo?" she asked.

"Never, okaa-san," Gaara said sadly. "No one loves us like you do so we'll never be ready to give you up."

"Well you have to squirt. I never pulled any punches with you and I don't intend to start now," she said as she steadied herself and took a sip of water. "Now listen to me closely because this is my last request to you."

"Okaa-san…" Naruto said brokenly as tears streaked down cheeks. He laid his head on Chiyo's hip.

"Shhhh! Now, I want you to know, I've sold the house here in Suna and I have bought you all a new home in Konoha. It's a larger city and can afford you more opportunity and anonymity that you all want. It'll be an adventure just like we used to have when you were kids." Chiyo looked into the stunned faces of her children.

"No! I'm not leaving here," Kankuro said flatly.

"I know you're scared, Kan, but you have to be open for new experiences like falling in love…" Chiyo said her weathered eyes glistened with unshed tears as she looked at her son. She knew he was embarrassed by the extensive tattoos that covered his face thanks to his bastard foster father.

Kankuro snorted, "Like Gaara and I will ever find love looking like we do."

"True that it will take a special kind of person to love you," she spared a small smile when Kankuro snorted, "and they are out there but they're not here. Someone will look past all of this to see the amazing man you are." Her wrinkled hand slid along Kankuro's face gently.

Kankuro swallowed hard and looked away. "I will do it for you, okaa-san," he whispered.

Chiyo squeezed his hand then turned to Iruka. "It's up to you now, kiddo. You need to continue to protect these squirts alone now. I know it's a big burden, but I know you can handle it Iruka."

"Yes okaa-san," Iruka said in a choked voice as tears flowed freely and unashamedly down his face. Iruka laid his head on Chiyo's sunken chest gently as he had done so many times when he was younger.

Chiyo placed her hand on top of his head as she looked over to the corner where her other beautiful blond son stood with George next to him and held out her hand to him. Deidara crossed the room and sat in the chair between Temari who was stroking Chiyo's hair and Gaara who was rubbing Chiyo's leg soothingly, Naruto sat across from Gaara rubbing the other leg. Deidara shifted forward and took her hand. "Dei, my little bundle of chaos, I hate to see you looking like this. You and Naruto have always been this family's sunshine," she smiled gently at him but Deidara could not return it. He laid his head on her hip and closed his eyes.

"George, open that case there please. There should be two envelopes in there. Give one to Iruka and the other one belongs to you," Chiyo pointed to the briefcase that was sitting against the wall.

George opened up the case and lifted out two envelopes and handed one to Iruka as tears gathered in his eyes. "Chiyo-sama…" he husked quietly.

"George, you have been with me since you were twenty years old. You are like a son to me too. You deserve this and nothing would make me happier than you finding someone to love as well. You're only forty-five for heaven's sake, and I know you've been eyeing Iruka's culinary sensei. She's a pretty young thing and she's thirty; perfect age for children," she teased as she saw George flush. "These are my final gifts to you. You have all given this old woman more than I ever expected out of life. You all loved me in spite of my eccentricities and you made it easy for me to love you all. Thank you for letting me be your 'kaasan and for being the best kids a 'kaasan could ever have."

Taking in a deep shuddering breath, Chiyo closed her eyes and expelled it, "Kami I'm tired. I think I'll go to sleep now my precious angels. I love you," she said as her eyes drifted closed with a smile on her face. Chiyo never gained consciousness again and her family refused to leave her side in the following forty-eight hours before she passed to the next world with a peaceful smile on her face. The siblings only left the room when necessary and they all had a soothing hand on their mother when she took her last breath.

After Chiyo-sama's funeral, the siblings had two memorial stones made and gave one to George who cried quietly as they all said goodbye and he promised to see them soon. They packed up their belongings and put their motorcycles on a trailer behind the moving truck. With Iruka in the lead driving the moving truck, they drove their cars out of Suna never to look back.

They had moved into the large house that sat on ten acres of land on the outskirts of town. It was a large five bedroom house with a full finished basement and three and a half baths. The landscaping was beautiful with many flowers blooming in every shade of the rainbow. Iruka smiled as Gaara carried Chiyo's urn to him. He smiled down at his stoic brother and said, "We're home, otouto."

Gaara slid his hand across the urn and gave a rare half smile as the rest of the family gathered around. Naruto carried Chiyo's memorial stone and Deidara carried a table they had purchased for the monument. They went into the house together.

The boys looked at Temari expectantly as she looked around the large room. She suddenly smiled and pointed to a corner where a window overlooked a large backyard with more flowers. "There," she said.

Deidara smiled and sat the table under the window. Temari placed a cloth on the top of the table. Naruto placed the monument stone on one side of the table and Gaara placed the urn in the middle. Kankuro placed a picture of Chiyo behind the urn slightly off to the side and Iruka placed an altar on the lower shelf. Temari gave everyone incense to burn and they all kneeled and prayed. Placing their incense sticks in the altar Iruka smiled and said, "Welcome home, okaa-san."

They moved into the house quickly and efficiently since it was finished and furnished already. They were settled within a week then decided to go tour the bakery they owned.

Iruka shook himself out of his musings and looked at the anxious faces of his brothers and sister again. They looked around at the dust covered building and mused about their mother's eccentricities. She had given them a beautiful house that was spacious, clean, and wonderful, but had given them a business that looked like it was under attack by dust bunnies. They could almost see her grinning at them saying as she always did, "Work is work, my angels."

"Come on, it shouldn't take too long to fix up," Iruka said as he swept his arm around and choked on a dust cloud. He took a long drink from a water bottle and gasped. "Remind me never to do that again!"

Deidara laughed for the first time in a long time as he looked around. "Iruka-chan, what's this?" he asked as he pointed to a door that said 'Come On In' painted on the door in large block letters.

Iruka walked to the door and took out the keys again putting a different one in the lock and opened the door. "I told you the whole thing belongs to us. By the way, you guys all have your own set of keys to the buildings on the counter," he pointed to the dusty envelope that lay on the dusty counter top that had been there when the building was purchased as he opened the door.

The door swung open to reveal a large studio with gleaming hardwood floors one wall was lined with windows and another wall was lined with mirrors that went from floor to ceiling. Mats were stacked up in a corner and a midsized change room was in the back of the room.

Temari expelled a breath she was holding, "A dance studio…"she said reverently.

"Or a capoeira dojo," Naruto said.

Temari smiled, "Oh it's on now. Rock, Paper, Scissors tourney!"

"Later," Iruka laughed. He grabbed Gaara and Naruto by the hands and pulled them up the stairs behind him. "Check this out."

Above the dance studio was an art studio. "Iruka-chan, it's amazing!" Kankuro said. He looked at the easels, brushes that lay in unopened packages, canvases, clay, a potter's wheel, kiln, chisels and hammer, pencils, and paints of every color. "But wait, why is this side so clean and the bakery is so dirty?"

"Work is work and fun is fun. Okaa-san knew baking is fun for us, especially me, but she wanted us to at least think of one part of our lives as work," Iruka reasoned. "So what do you say, family? Can we make a new start here?"

"YOSH!" they yelled as they threw their fists in the air.

"What are we waiting for, people?" Naruto said, "Let's clean up our shitty bakery and shop for supplies!"

Kankuro and Gaara looked at their brothers and sister allowing them to see their nerves. When they looked at each other; their fear mirrored in the other's eyes. Naruto clapped a hand on each of his brother's shoulders and said, "Okay you pussies, let's do this loud and proud. If anyone so much as sneezes in our direction, Temari and I will fuck them up!" he joked.

Iruka felt his brothers' fear and was almost choked by it. "It's okay guys if you don't…"

"No, nii-chan," Gaara said. He looked into Kankuro's eyes again, "We can do this. New beginnings, right?"

Deidara gave them a wide smile while Temari held back tears. They all knew how hard it was for their tattooed brothers to do this but they were never the type to back down from a challenge. "Hell yeah," Dei said. "And if anyone doesn't want to give us a new beginning then Naruto and Temari can kick their asses!" he laughed again as he pulled Naruto's head under his arm and noogied his head and repeated it with Temari who pushed him off and smoothed her hair.

"New beginnings," Naruto said loudly as he put his hand out.

"And to hell with people who don't want to be a part of it!" Temari said as she put her hand on top of Naruto's.

"To family," Gaara said as he laid his hand on Temari's.

"To love," Kankuro said quietly as he laid his hand on Gaara's.

"To fun," Deidara said as he laid his hand on Kankuro's.

Iruka's eyes shone with all the love he felt for his family as he laid his hand on top of Deidara's, "Together."

Okay my lovelies, there it is; my first chapter for my first Naruto fic. I focused on the formation of this family and the love and protective instinct that they feel for one another. I hope it didn't bore you. Remember, this is a yaoi fic so there will be man love so if you don't like don't read, you have that right. Remember to review ladies and gents. It makes me happy! Love, joy and peace till we meet again!