A.N. Please do take a note that this story is linked with Talk to me and mostly – with its second sequel (which I will publish separately some time around the middle of this story) and begins around the time Rikka is four years old BUT Iruka is still NOT expecting the baby. The sequel to Talk to me and this story will begin to develop at the same time when this story is around its middle, in which time I will begin posting the sequel chapters – you will be told when to start reading the KakaIru sequel and this SasuNaruSaku story simultaneously.

Timeline: this story happens AFTER the Akatsuki attack and after Madara and Sasuke attack Konoha, right after it has been somewhat rebuilt. Sasuke is now back and the story begins with him waking up at the hospital, after he had confronted Naruto. ALSO! By this time they are 18 years old!

Chapter 1 - Awakening

Somewhere in the back of his mind Uchiha Sasuke knew there had been a major combat. And had the distinct feeling he had behaved like an idiot.

"You stupid asshole!..."

Yeah, someone called him that…. Image, he needed an image to go with that voice he somehow knew was important to him, precious to him…

Ah. Yeah, here we go…

Blond messy hair… big, impossibly blue eyes… crying… the boy's whole frame was shaking above him, straddling him… only it wasn't a boy's frame now, but rather a young man's…

"You bastard!"

Punch.

"You were like a brother to me!"

Punch. Why wasn't he responding to the dobe, beating the life outta him? Oh, yes, he couldn't… dobe had taken care of that… he could only lie there, watching that beautiful, crying face…

Wait, beautiful?

"My best friend!"

Punch.

"And then my body just had to desire you as well!"

Punch. This wasn't just Naruto's punishment over him, Sasuke knew then. That was Naruto's break down….

"You were my everything! EVERYTHING!.!.!". A heartbreaking cry… "You stupid teme, I loved you… I… I love you…"

Sasuke opened his eyes.

"Oh, shit, motherfu…"

Yeah, dobe had taken it all on him…

Through the pain, Sasuke tried to see where he was. White ceiling, white walls, white curtains, white bed. Hospital. … Damn.

He tilted his head just a little. On the bed next to him a blond man was sleeping, all bandaged, wounds in different stages of healing could be seen on his toned body. Between the two beds, exactly in the middle, a chair was placed, a pink-haired young woman sitting on it, dozing off.

Even feeling like his whole body had been crushed to pieces and then badly put back together, even after the nightmare (the one just now or the one that had been going for years on?), Sasuke smiled.

He was home.

A.N. Hope you got an idea (though it would get much more interesting). Review and share an opinion.