Hello, readers!

This was just an idea that popped up in my head one day, and all I could think about for the past week was how I was going to write it. I like it, and I hope you do too!

R & R

(I do not own Naruto or any other characters in this story)

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CHAPTER ONE

Nakedness, Marriage, and Red Bras

BLEEP!

Ugh. Is it time already?

BLEEP!

Five more minutes. Then I'll get up. I promise.

BLEEP!

Oh, come on.

With one lazy arm, I slapped the alarm clock as hard as I could to stop the deafening tone.

Was it morning already? Jeez-us.

My mornings had become more and more hectic with everyday passing. I used to be able to sleep in and have a big breakfast.

I trudged out of the room and tried to slap myself awake as I made it to the shower as quietly as I could. I didn't want to wake her up. Once I was in the bathroom, I stripped down, turned on the water, and before I climbed in, check for any outside noises.

I tried as fast as I could to lather up every part and not miss anything, which, surprisingly, is very hard to do. When you are me, at least.

With a new record time, I might add, I finished up in the shower and got dressed.

Next on my list was to get the hooligan up. Her room was silent as ever, which was bizarre with her history. I cranked open the door and approached the tiny lump lying in bed. I pulled up the blanket and stared at the empty space below.

Where was she?

Sometimes she would run to the kitchen and raid the fridge to make her own concoctions, so I started off that way, but stopped myself when I heard a little clunk! on the side of her closet wall.

That sneaky little girl.

I yanked open the closet door to find the young, pink headed girl buck naked in her closet, playing with her train set.

"Mooooommmmmyyyy!" She squealed as if she could do no wrong. She lifted her arms up in the air and smiled that adorable little smile. "Lookie! I took my clothes off. All. By. Myself."

"I see," I couldn't help but chuckle as I lifted her up from her play set. "You were supposed to be sleeping, though, Delia."

"Aww, I can sleep when I'm dead, dammit!" She screamed in my ear.

I gaped. "Who taught you that?!" I commanded, already knowing the answer. I carried her over to her dresser and pulled out a pink shirt, some underwear, and a pair of sweatpants.

"Uncle Narutooooo!" She held her arms up as a slipped the shirt on, and then the pants. When I was done, she sniffled a bit and flashed a big smile showing off her new teeth that were coming in.

"Well, you can tell Uncle Naruto, that he's gonna be dead soon if he keeps telling you these things!" She giggled and walked out of her room, towards the kitchen. I followed of course, not wanting another serving a mustard and ketchup flavored leftover cake.

Although I missed my dreams of college and the free life I once had, I would never trade in my status. Delia was my perfect baby girl, and Sasuke Uchiha was my perfect husband. See, I had got pregnant my senior year with the town heartthrob Sasuke Uchiha. My parents were so disappointed and angry at me. I will never forget their faces when I told them. For all they knew, I wasn't their daughter anymore. They kicked me out of their house and told me to never come back again. That was five years ago. Haven't talked to them since.

Of course, being the kind man he is, Sasuke had a house built for our new little family. His dad is the biggest business man in Kohona, after all. We were financially stable and as long as Sasuke kept up his VP position at Uchiha Inc., we wouldn't have many problems. A few months after, we got married.

While school was in session, Delia stayed with Sasuke's mother. She used to love going to the aquarium with her Nana and getting ice cream cones at the port. I'd be taking college courses right now, if it weren't for Sasuke's mother passing away, god rest her soul, about two months ago, and no one else could watch Delia. I remember the look on Delia's face as she gazed at her Nana in the casket. I will never forget that face either.

So, now I watch Delia all day long. Which I don't mind too much, because she's just a bundle of joy and so much fun to be around. I love my baby girl so much.

"Mommy?" She asked as I slid a bowl of cereal across the table to her. "What are we doing' today, Mommy?"

"I was thinking we'd hang out here for a while, go to the grocery store, and maybe go visit Uncle Naruto and Aunt Hinata with Daddy when he gets home." I plopped down next to her on the table and helped her with the spoon. "How does that sound?"

"Mmm mmhmmhf." She mumbled taking down globs of cereal.

"Take it easy. Don't choke yourself kid."

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"Mmmmmmoooooommmmmmmmyyyyyyyy!" I heard her as she pranced down the aisle with various things in her arms. "I wannnnnnnttttt these." She threw them down into the cart and clapped her hands together.

Now, this girl had a habit of finding the most bizarre items, claiming to need them, and throwing a huge fit if she couldn't get them. I looked down in my cart to find a box of blonde hair dye, a pregnancy test, a basketball that was mysteriously deflated, a frozen pizza, and a lacy, red bra. We'd just gotten here! How'd she find all this stuff already?!

"Umm, sweetheart, you don't need any of these things." I said starting to take them out and set them on a shelf.

"Yes, I doooooo!" She screeched, taking them back and throwing them in the cart once again.

"Delia, no." I was trying to be stern, but I guess she just didn't get it. Instead, she threw herself down on the floor and beat her fists down on the floor, yelping and balling at the same.

I swear, this kid has emotion problems.

I picked her up from the floor, looking around at all the people who dropped what they were doing and looked over at me. People should just mind their own business. I was trying. I set her down in the little seat at the top of the cart and pointed a stern finger at her.

"Mommy. I really, really want them." She said softly, purely begging now. She looked up at me with those puppy dog eyes and I tried to resist.

She just looked so damn cute! This kid was going to overpower me one day!

"Fine. I guess we have room for some dye, pregnancy tests --can't wait for Daddy's reaction, a floppy ball, pizza, and a bra at home. You owe me, though, little girl."

She giggled and clapped her tiny hands together.

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"Who are these for?" Sasuke said as he pulled the box of dye and the bra from the cart. He'd gotten home just about the same time we did, and began to help us put the groceries away. He set them down on the counter and ducked to pet our extremely large Great Dane, Shakespeare, on the head. Yes, I said Shakespeare. What can I say? Shakespeare's one of the greatest authors ever, and I wanted to be just like him. Unfortunately, I just couldn't find the time for it.

"They're mine, Daddy!" Delia said, picking through her granola bar and picking out all the chocolate chips to eat instead, even though I'd told her time and time before not to do that. I snickered and threw that helpless look at him.

"Don't you think this is a little too big, Delia?" He chuckled holding up the double-D bra. She shook her head furiously and went back to work on her granola bar.

"You got to stop giving in to her." Sasuke said pulling me to meet him. He kissed me gently on the forehead and looked over at Delia again.

Sasuke was a very tall man. He had a bulky shape at top, from many years of football, but long, skinny legs. His eyes were deep onyx, but at times, I could see a little tint of red in them. But that was only when he was in deep concentration. A few inches down lie his perfectly proportional lips that brought me back to many great nights. But, I have to say, the thing I loved the most about him was his jet black hair that was so messy that it looked cool.

"I know. I'm weak." I mumbled smiling up at him. "We better get going. Uncle Naruto will be oh-so mad if we are late."

"Yeah, we don't want him mad, do we?" He said kissing me one more time, and scooped Delia onto his shoulders. She wobbled a bit, but soon found enjoyment from the ride. "You don't like Uncle Naruto when he angry!" He growled while she chuckled but still held on for dear life.

"Just let me get ready then we can go. Come on, Delia, help mommy pick out an outfit." I took the tips of her shoes, clicked them together, and pecked Sasuke on the lips. He pulled her off and groaned.

"Hurry up. You women have to look their best at all times," he chuckled and feigned powdering his nose.

"You know it." I yelled down the hall. "Oh, and you're putting it on all wrong."

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"My, my, Sakura-chan. You're glowing!" A pale woman said as the Uchihas' sat down. She had on a red cardigan and a black skirt, with her hair pulled up in a ponytail and headband. She spoke with high falsetto. She was one of my best friends, while the infamous Uncle Naruto and Sasuke had the same relationship. That was kind of how they were set up. They started from beginning distant friends to a recently out of high-school married couple trying for kids.

"Oh, I doubt it." I sighed scooting all the way down in the booth. Delia followed, and then Sasuke. "I think I've been putting on a few."

"Of course not! You look gorgeous."

"Well, thank you. Um, Hina-chan, where's your husband?"

"Ah. Naruto's over there. You know how they are with the arcade games." Hinata laughed her little high-pitched laugh. "Delia-chan, why don't you go play with him. I'm sure you can teach him a few things."

Delia smiled generously, whispered something into my ear and climbed over her father. Sasuke pecked me on the cheek and pulled out of the booth. "I'm going to go make sure Naruto doesn't try to stick her up the machine for the prize again."

Hinata watched the two of them leave with her hand propped up underneath delicate chin. "Saki-chan. You are so lucky." See, Hinata had wanted children since she was one herself. She always saw me and Sasuke as the lucky ones because of our, um, ability. "I swear. If it doesn't happen in the next few weeks I'm going to the doctor." She sighed and patted her tummy.

"I'm sure it'll all work out for the better."

"I just don't know what's wrong with me, Sak—" a faint ringing came from Hinata's direction and she paused, holding up a slim finger to me.

"Hey, Ino-chan."

Pause.

"Yes."

Pause.

"Oh. You two are back already?"

Pause.

"That's wonderful. I'm glad you had fun."

Pause.

"Actually, I'm sitting right in front of her right now."

I raised an eyebrow.

"Yup. At the pub."

Pause.

"Okay. Come on down. Oh, and see if you can get Temari and Tenten down here with Shikamaru and Neji. We'll make a night of it."

Pause.

"Okay. See you soon."

I glanced over at the boys and Delia. It didn't surprise me to see Delia propped up on Naruto's shoulders, white-knuckled, as he zoomed across the pub making crazy noises. Sasuke was right on his heels, watching Delia. Didn't want her tipping backwards or strangling Naruto. Well, maybe.

Hinata clicked the phone shut and sighed. "Ino and Chouji'll be here soon. Just gotta finish unpacking. She said she's got big news for us."

"Hmm. Let me guess." I said with a big smile.

"I know. It's kinda obvious. Not like we didn't know it was gonna happen sooner or later."

"Back in high school, I would've never guessed in a million years that the popular, head cheerleader would be engaged to marry the lovable teddy bear."

"Well, I wouldn't have guessed the smarty pants would have the quarterback heartthrob's baby and marry him all in their senior year."

"Hmmm. I can recall a certain married good girl and perverted class clown."

"Oh. I do miss those days."

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"WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!" Both Ino and Chouji belted after they all got their plates.

. . .

"Told you." Temari mumbled to Shikamaru who was getting this sleepy look in his eye.

"Why aren't you guys more excited?" Ino pouted. Anyone who had ever known Ino would tell you in an instant that she was the most beautiful person they've seen. She had long blonde locks with, today, sunglasses propped above her forehead and the a little baby face. She hadn't shown any signs of aging since they left high school and had maintained her model-like figure. After high school, Ino went to design school and was now starting up her own little clothes company.

Chouji had been very supportive of Ino's career too. He even took over the flower shop Ino had inherited from her parent, who now lived in America, while she was in school.

They were the cutest couple, too. Ino had helped decrease Chouji's eating habits and Chouji had softened Ino's attitude. I had watched them alone once and you could just tell they were in the deepest love. They complimented each other, joked, and weren't afraid to be lovey-dovey.

"Ino, I'm happy for you, of course. Ecstatic. We were just expecting this awhile ago." Tenten said, patting the blonde on the shoulder. Ino sighed and pouted again.

"Soooo, when's the date?" I asked and immediately Ino perked up.

"I was thinking July 25th."

"That's in two weeks!" Neji exclaimed.

"Can I be the flower girl?" Delia spoke up from my lap. "I have the dress and everything." I gave her a 'don't invite yourself into this' look and mumbled her name.

"Well, that's what I was going to ask you, sweetie. Are you sure you can do it? A lot of people are going to be watching you." Ino persisted, giving the little girl her best smile.

"Don't scare her, Ino!"

"What? I was never a flower girl. All those people watching me go down the aisle first, and I have to throw things, gives me goose bumps. I'd probably poop my dress."

Everyone at the table wrinkled their noses.

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"So. The kid is in bed, sound asleep. . ." I said sauntering in our bedroom. I found him lying on the bed, propped up on the head board. He had his reading glasses on and was glancing over some paperwork.

"What are you implying?" He said with a chuckle. Sasuke took off his glasses and put them on the bed stand along with the papers.

"That I've had a very, very, very," and here's where I hopped on the bed and crawled on top of him. He placed his hands around my waist, "exhausting day." He raised his face to crush his lips to mine and I returned the kiss for a few minutes, savoring it as he sucked, licked, explored, and teased my mouth with his tongue.

I pulled up off him abruptly and went into the closet, closing the door behind me. It took me about five minutes to slip on the little outfit that I knew he'd get a kick out of. I slipped out grazing the room for him. He wasn't on the bed anymore. Instead, he was pouring a glass of whiskey over on the liquor cabinet.

As soon as he looked at me, he cracked his usually calm composure and burst out laughing. He looked over the tiny red thong and strappy stilettos I was wearing then up to the double-D bra Delia had picked out earlier. I hadn't exactly filled it out, seeing as I was only a C cup, so there was a lot of excess cloth and it was very loose on her chest.

"You like?" I drawled striking my most seductive pose. I must have looked ridiculous, for the look on Sasuke's face was just out of the blue.

"Come here." And, with those two words I bounded over into his arms, tasting his mouth.

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Oooookay. So. Yeah. That was the first chapter of my first story on FanFiction. :D

Aren't you excited????? Okay. Maybe that's just me.

I NEED YOUR HELP:

Now. This chapter was going to include a lemon, but I'm just not doing so well with it. So. If you write me one --include it in your review, if you do— and I like it, I will give you credit and use it in my next chapter. I may choose a few others for later stories. Just keep the plot in the balance.

Thank you so so so so much to those who help!

Um. Also. I am open minded to any suggestions and critigues you decide to give me.

THANKS FOR READING AND R & R!

Love,

Hiyo :DD