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A very small portion of the story is adapted from an original story written by Kathryn Reiss. There is no intent to profit or steal any of the copyrighted characters of material. Thank you.

A/N: I wonder how many of you got the hints in chapter one? *Wagging eyebrows*

Chapter 2

The next morning came and Naruto begrudgingly got off the floor, did his morning routine, and gave Ino a call—who was more than ecstatic about going through everything Naruto brought down. After she gave him an estimated time of arrival, he walked up to the attic to estimate how much of which materials he would need to fix it up. The weather forecast predicted rain by the end of the week, so Naruto called a roofing company and persuaded them to come and get started today.

After a quick trip to the hardware store, he got to work on the floorboards. Naruto brought support beams up to the third floor, taking note that he was currently in the master bedroom. The house had three other bedrooms, two of which were on the third floor, one on the second. The second floor bedroom was small and was likely used as a guest room. Naruto definitely liked the master the best. It had its own fireplace and a clawfoot bathtub in the alcove bathroom, which was probably going to be gutted in order to install a shower, since Chouji and Ino didn't trust it. Naruto glanced back at the bed and smirked.

"So this is where the magic happened huh, lover boy? You definitely had plenty of room." Naruto set down the first of his supplies. The master bedroom definitely surpassed the size of normal master bedrooms of the famous houses era and even a few from modern era. It probably used to be two smaller rooms and was combined into one large one. The master bedroom gave him the best view of the damage on the attic.

Naruto ran down and grabbed a ladder and eventually got everything he needed. He set up the support beams and got to work repairing the ceiling of the third floor and the floor to the attic. After ripping away the rotted wood, he started to replace it and built it outwards to extend it all the way to the wall. Naruto was so engrossed into his work, he failed to notice a pair of conspirators out to ruin his day.

"HEY FOX BOY!"

The sudden shout sent Naruto off the ladder and down onto the bed. Landing softly on the very overstuffed bed (covered in layers of dust that went all over the place), Naruto opted to send Kiba his very darkest glare.

Chouji stood off by the door snickering while Kiba was on the floor rolling. Shikamaru, as usual was on the verge of falling asleep.

"What the hell, man! I could've gotten hurt. What if the floor gave out and sent me into the basement, dog-breath!" Naruto fumed.

"You would've lived. Nothing can kill you, man. We just wanted to let you know we're here. Ino is gushing over the stuff we cleared out yesterday. Want to come down and sort through them or are you going to stay up here." Kiba asked.

"I guess I'll come down and say 'hello'." Naruto climbed off the deceptively comfortable bed and set off down the stairs. He had checked and repaired the stairs so at least there wasn't any fear of dying by staircase.

"Oh my gosh! Look at these toys! Chouji, aren't they adorable!" Ino was sifting through everything with a huge smile on her face. She was making her own pile of things she would presumably be keeping.

"Hey Ino! Like all the stuff we uncovered?" Naruto piped up when he got closer to her. The woman's excitement was contagious.

"Yes! Although I can't keep all of it. I was considering donating the rest to the Konoha museum. I called a curator to come by and see if any of it would be of use."

"That's a fantastic idea, Ino." Naruto's friends showed their enthusiasm by gazing off into nothingness. Naruto acknowledged and respected that some people just didn't like old stuff. Three of them happened to be his best friends.

"Alright well, let me know when the curator arrives, I'd love to meet them. I'll be upstairs. I need to get the roof done before the rain hits. I'd hate to add more to the to-do list."

"Ok, sure thing Naruto!" Ino beamed at him. She honestly reminded him of a child in a toy store. She lit up with antiques.

Naruto gave her a slight salute and dragged Kiba back up to the master bedroom.

"Alright mutt, help me move the King of England's bed. I need to get the ladder in that corner."

"Ok, ok. Geez you could've asked nicely." Kiba said with a smirk and a small shake of the head.

The two boys slid the massive bed over. It had to weigh at least 4-500 pounds. It was kind of amazing the floor hadn't caved under that weight after all the years. Naruto raised his eyebrows looking at the floor from where the bed had been moved.

"Need anything else, blondie?"

"No, thanks Kiba."

Naruto brought the ladder over into the corner and worked on it for about an hour before he got interrupted again. He climbed down the ladder and bumped the bed slightly. He exited the room and headed down stairs to meet with the museum curator.

"Hello, my name is Miss Lee, but you can call me Midori. I am one of the curators of Konoha Museum," she said while extending a slender hand.

Naruto approached her with a smile on his face and accepted the hand. She had dark eyebrows, dark hair and lovely green eyes. She was probably in her early to mid-50's.

"Hello ma'am, my name is Naruto Uzumaki. I'm restoring this lovely home to its former glory." Naruto finished with a bright smile.

"I'm so happy to hear that Mr. Uzumaki. My mother will be happy to hear that the house is being restored. She actually worked here at one point in her teens. She loved this house."

Naruto perked up at the new information. Her mother worked here. She would be a great personal reference to find out about the house's history.

"Your mother worked here? Did she know the owner?"

"Yes, she was actually a maid here and a nanny to the daughter for a few years. I can't really speak for her though. The previous owner didn't exactly throw extravagant parties like his parents. There wasn't much for her to say other than they liked their privacy. You'd have to ask her, to be honest."

"I'd actually really love to meet your mom, if that's ok? I have a few questions about the house and maybe I can get a better idea on how to restore it completely. I would like to do it justice, if you don't mind."

"Not a problem. You could stop by the museum once we have the stuff set up and speak to her then. She will want to see it, I'm sure. These pieces will make a beautiful display. Luckily it will be a quick set up since we just cleared a big area in the 'Development and Historical Old Konoha' Department. People are going to flood to see these pieces and they are still in great condition given their age." Midori began looking over the pieces and picked up the portrait Naruto had originally found in the attic.

"She was so beautiful. She got blessed with two very handsome sons as well. You can tell she was happy." Midori commented on it.

Naruto froze. Sons? But didn't Sasuke have a daughter? Naruto turned and looked at Midori questioningly.

"I'm sorry to ask, but who is that a painting of?"

"Oh, this is Mikoto. Fugaku's one and only love. There are a few photographs of them, but old pictures don't pick up the same detail as pictures today. He was a stern man, but you can tell he was a happy man with her in his arms and she was happy to be in them."

Naruto's brain paused for a moment. Who the hell was Sasuke then?

"I came across a name somewhere in the house, I can't seem to recall where or how, but I was curious if you'd know someone by the name of 'Sasuke' who may have lived here?" Naruto asked in a slightly hopeful tone, which he hoped didn't make him seem weird.

"Of course I know who Sasuke is. I'm surprised you don't. Haven't you ever heard of Sasuke Uchiha? He was the youngest son of Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha and the last of their bloodline after his brother, Itachi, died from illness."

OHMYGOD. SASUKE UCHIHA! I am in Sasuke Uchiha's house. Renovating it. The freaking god of architect and design in Konoha responsible for designing almost all of New Konoha. He set the bar for every other designer of his time. Naruto actually looked up to him as inspiration in high school, having fallen in love with restoring the old buildings that were beginning to show age.

"This house belonged to Sasuke Uchiha?" Naruto asked dumbfounded.

"Yes. It did."

"Thank you. Can I leave you my number so you can give me a call once the museum is set up?" Naruto asked in a bit of a trance.

"That would be lovely. Let me know if you find anything else that may be useful."

"Will do."

Naruto walked up to the second floor to see Ino "decorating" while his buddies played cards.

"Ino, did you know this house belonged to Sasuke Uchiha?"

"You mean the utterly gorgeous architect we learned about in high school?"

"You mean dead architect." Chouji chimed in.

"Yeah, that one."

"No. I didn't. The seller's name wasn't Uchiha. It was Namikaze, I believe. Naruto, if you find like any cologne or something that belonged to him will you please bring it to me?" Ino asked with slightly dreamy eyes.

Behind her I saw Chouji shaking his head, eyes in horror mouthing 'No' repeatedly, making all sorts of hand gestures to show his lack of wanting anything to do with whatever creepy plan she just thought up.

"Sure….." As soon as Ino turned around, I gave Chouji the international sign of relax, which he noticeably did.

Naruto walked back up to the third floor to finish up the attic, and saw the roof guys were setting up in the back yard to get onto the roof through the window. He walked back over to the ladder, climbed up and finished replacing the paneling and set up a few temporary support beams until he was sure the new ceiling/floor wouldn't cave. Naruto was going to have to plaster over the new wood and make it match the rest. Naruto turned around and on the floor was yet, another letter.

To be honest with himself, he was brimming with barely kept excitement, almost laughing that it was behind the bed. Naruto took a deep breath and steadied himself as he knelt down to pick up the now familiar envelope and traced his finger over the wax seal. Sadly, the letter would have to wait since company was in the house and he didn't want the curator running off with the letters of anything else he's found throughout the house in the past week. He placed the letter carefully in his back pocket and pulled his shirt down over it, concealing the letter from view. Naruto walked downstairs to see everything being loaded out of the house, down the steps and into the van.

Midori stood with Ino, having her fill out paperwork and signing off on the items that were being taken, which, by the looks of it, was everything. Naruto half hoped there weren't any letters inside of there. He grabbed the buckets of plaster and the tools he would need and brought them upstairs, setting them down. Naruto left the master bedroom and walked over the new floor to test for any weak spots. Pleased that he found none, he finished up securing the new floor and made sure nothing would obstruct him whilst he plastered the ceiling.

Naruto got down from the attic and checked his watch, noting the time. He'd go and grab some lunch/dinner before coming back to bust out the plaster and let it dry overnight. Naruto ran and grabbed some to-go ramen and brought it back to the house. It seemed to have been emptied, leaving Naruto with a small sense of sadness. A few pieces of furniture were still in the house, but it wouldn't be the same. Either way, in a few weeks it would be a giant showroom.

Naruto ate his ramen and walked back up to plaster the ceiling. After a few hours, a completely covered ceiling and a whiff of his body odor, he decided to call it quits. Naruto turned the water on, which would be cold but he didn't mind. After stripping, he noticed the letter sticking out from his back pocket.. He quickly debated on whether or not open it, then reached for it while standing in his boxers.

"It was hidden in the bedroom…" Naruto gave a shrug and broke the seal, opening it. He removed the letter and put the envelope down on the sink. He unfolded it and began to read.

After a quick skim through of the letter, Naruto slammed it back down, removing his hands from it while he turned bright pink.

Naruto waited for his heart rate to calm down and placed that particular letter back into its confines and hopped into the bath.

"God, I'm so pathetic. I just reacted like a kid who just got caught with porn…. Does that even count as pornography?"

Naruto glanced at the deceptively innocent looking envelope and started to blush again.

Yes. It does.

Naruto had only seen the words 'ravish' 'grope' 'strip' and 'sodomize' before he decided it would be best not to finish such a private letter.

Naruto noticed that he was beginning to have a slight problem, and not even the cold water was helping.

He couldn't help it. Naruto got turned on easily and that was in part due to the fact he had never indulged himself in his 25 years of life. Yes, the hot blonde bombshell, was a virgin. And although Kiba teased him about it, mutt boy wasn't that far ahead in that department either.

Naruto started thinking about the rest of the repairs to be done and calculated what was most important and had to be finished due to the rain coming. Paint, shower remodel and the floors being polished weren't a priority. The roof and the insulation were. He'd also have to get the chimney swept out since the changes of this house having an amazing heater was zero. Since the roofing guys were taking care of the roof and insulation, that left Naruto to give his reenactment of Santa Claus tomorrow. Fantastic.

Naruto blew a kiss to the air before sinking into the moderately cold water. Getting a water tank onto this property and having it installed was going to become a priority as soon as Naruto was sure the house was rainproof.

The blonde closed his eyes for a moment before deciding to wash off and get out. Hypothermia wouldn't help much.

Naruto got out and picked the porn laced letter up by his forefinger and thumb, keeping it away from his body in case it was tainted by 100 year old bodily fluids. You never know. He dropped the letter with the other ones and the memory box before getting his boxers on and getting comfortable on his mat. The day after tomorrow would be laundry day for sure.

Sure enough, tomorrow came with clouds rolling in and the roofing guys pounding away. Naruto went through his morning ritual and got into clothes he didn't love and started cleaning out the chimney.

After a few hours, there was a clean chimney system and a very irate used-to-be tanned blonde. Naruto went back into the bath to return to his self-proclaimed gorgeous self.

Needless to say, Naruto reemerged from the early bath in cleaner clothes that weren't covered in soot and whatever else. He collected his clothes and laid out an outfit for the next day so he could run and get his clothes cleaned since he was sure they needed it.

Naruto decided to let the roofing guys get their work done and go for a walk and grab some food. Walking down the street, he looked at the view, imagining one of the most famous people of their time walked down this street to do normal day-to-day things. He probably had fedoras made at that hat store, his suits tailored next door and got a shave and a hair cut across the street. He probably heard the organ grinder and tossed the little monkey a few coins every now and then. Sasuke would've emerged from this street and straight into downtown Konoha to go about his business.

Naruto explored a few of the food options and settled for a ramen shop a few blocks down. It looked like it had been there awhile and if it's still around, that means it's still good. Right? Naruto walked up to the place and saw a man named Teuchi and the name of the placed was Ichiraku's.

Naruto smiled remembering the delicious ramen Ino had brought him and guessed it was from the same place.

Teuchi and Naruto talked for some time about how it used to be and it brought a smile to Naruto's face. He could see how much Teuchi loved this place. He had only been a boy when it was really popular, but he still remembered it.

"Hey old man, do you recall Sasuke Uchiha ever eating here?"

"Hmm Mr. Uchiha… occasionally. His partner was a little more fond of our ramen than Mr. Uchiha. Mr. Uchiha's daughter was an avid ramen lover as well. If I recall, Mr. Uchiha was more of an onigiri fan." Teuchi said, smiling.

"Who could possibly eat rice balls when you have the most delicious food on earth in front of you?" Naruto deadpanned.

"Hahaha, you actually sound like Mr. Uchiha's partner, look like him a bit too. He would always give him an earful about not appreciating good food when it was in front of him. It was quite comical to see the normally aggressive Uchiha totally calm while being chastised by someone. He never changed his facial expression. Merely tolerated the verbal abuse." Teuchi paused, "In fact, there is a photograph of them hanging on the wall over there." He pointed with his finger in the direction of the photograph.

Naruto stood up and walked over to the photograph hanging on the wall. There was his look-alike standing there, smiling with a hand over his eyes in an attempt to block out the sun and next to him was a man with dark hair who stood a few inches taller than his look-alike, though Naruto couldn't make out his face. His hair blocked about half of it and it didn't help that the teme was looking to his left and not forward.

Naruto inwardly sighed and looked back at the old man. Now he knew who his look-alike was. He was Uchiha's business partner. But now he was curious about what Sasuke looked like. He silently cursed himself for not bothering to know what his idol and hero looked like before now. He didn't really see a reason to know what a dead man looked like. There weren't any pictures in the house. Sasuke was talented at drawing and guessed that it was him who drew his business partner.

Naruto laughed at himself as he walked up the street. Maybe Uchiha's business partner was a long lost relative of his, maybe his Dad's side of the family. There was quite a few blanks there. Naruto's parents had died in a car accident when he was little and all that he knew about their relationship was they were young and in love, plus his mom married a rebel. Tsunade and Jiraiya were his maternal grandparents. They took him in when the hospital released him. He had to get stitches from the car's window shattering and cutting his face. As his adult face grew, they took on the form of whiskers. Three on each side.

Naruto put his arms around his chest and hugged himself as the wind picked up. He was coming close to his temporary place of residence before deciding to explore. Naruto noticed the buildings on this side of the street were a few decades newer than all the others, implying they were built long after Sasuke's house and the neighboring houses were erected. Once he got to the end of the little alleyway, he walked straight into a park. The park was a little worn down and not properly cared after which was obvious. But not all of its charm was lost. There were a few hills and open areas of grass perfect for family picnics.

Naruto wouldn't mind raising a family in this kind of a neighborhood. But he would first have to find a person to start with. Naruto had promised himself that he would be a dad by 30. Whether it was biological or adopted, he didn't care. He loved kids. If he didn't find his soulmate, he'd be a single dad and he was fine with it. Not everyone grows old with the love of their life.

Naruto did a quick walk around the park, admiring the old trees and the birds in them. He could see a few squirrels off in the distance fighting. Probably over some nuts.

Naruto walked back just as the sky began to lose light. He looked up and noticed the roof was nearly done and covered with a tarp just in case. Naruto hopped up the stairs and walked in, announcing his presence to no one. He shut and locked the door. Walking up the stairs, he walked over to his things and decided to just go straight to sleep.

Early the next morning, Naruto was awoken to a sound he rarely ever heard and wished he never would. His cell phone. He flipped it open not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Naruto?"

"Speaking."

"Hello, this is Midori, we met the other day? At the Uchiha house."

Naruto's eyes were wide awake and he sat up as if she could see him.

"Yes of course! Hi, sorry I just woke up."

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

"No, I was actually just getting up." It wasn't like she could see him.

"Oh, fantastic! We actually got the display set up, it doesn't officially open until Friday, but my mother is coming by to view it early and I was wondering if you'd like to as well. She will be here around noon."

"Yes, I would. Thank you so much! I have to go and get ready I will see you then"

"See you around noon. Goodbye Naru-"

Naruto dropped the phone and gathered his clothing, stripping out of his clothes in order to change into his trip-to-the-laundry clothes. He threw his clothes in a bag and practically flew to the Laundromat, dumping his clothes in the washing machine, dumping detergent in it and ramming the quarters into the machine.

Naruto hopped up onto the table and let out a steady breath.

"I need to calm down. I'm like a kid about to run into Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory."

Once Naruto's laundry was done, he did a light jog back to the house and found he had about two hours to get ready and be at the museum. Naruto took a quick bath and shaved. He put some respectable clothes on and left the house with about 45 minutes to spare. He glanced up and saw the roof was almost done. Thank God.

Naruto walked the few blocks to the museum and according to his watch, he had 30 minutes to look around before Midori's mother arrived. Naruto walked around the small museum. Konoha didn't have much to it. A few famous figures, great leaders and a small mob at one point. But other than that, it wasn't anything special. Naruto had been here a few times as a child, but always ended up being escorted out because he and Kiba would do something to be kicked out for, so he hadn't ever really looked.

After about ten minutes, he found where the new exhibit would be unveiled and it was coupled with a pre-existing exhibit on Sasuke and his accomplishments. Naruto walked to the beginning of it and it showed a family picture. The beautiful woman in the painting, Mikoto, who Naruto assumed was her husband Fugaku and two boys. The older boy with long dark hair and long bangs framing his small but perfect face, and the younger with shorter bangs and his hair sticking up in the back. The younger brother held an angry look in the picture. It almost appeared as if he were pouting while his eyes trailed upward to his brother. Naruto smiled when he realized the little boy would have been Sasuke.

Walking downwards, he saw a few more family portraits, Sasuke progressively growing in them. Naruto could see just about every girl begging to be courted by him. He honestly had to admit, Sasuke was a handsome devil. Naruto saw a few awards and recognitions for not only Sasuke, but Itachi as well. Naruto could see the pair of them were brilliant and he wondered if he would ever get to a point where he would be notably recognized like this in the future.

Naruto stopped when he came across a few of Sasuke's personal effects. Some ink, a pen, a few points and a wax sealing kit. There was some parchment with some stuff scribbled on it. Naruto looked at the now familiar handwriting and saw that it was a schedule and some reminders of important things coming up. The plaque said it was set up exactly how Sasuke would and Naruto looked at how neat everything was. The teme was a neat freak if he honestly kept everything that perfect.

Naruto looked at his watch noting that it was almost time for Midori and her mother to make an appearance.

The blonde began to bounce on his heels to avoid pacing. He started compiling a list of questions to ask her. But mostly he was curious about Sasuke and his personal life. Midori had mentioned that he was a private person so he was trying not to get his hopes up.

Naruto walked up to a wall with a portrait of Sasuke. It was a clean photograph, giving Naruto the first clear image he'd seen of Sasuke Uchiha as an adult. He would be lying if he wasn't getting a little warm under the collar. Naruto's heart rate quickened as he looked into smoldering black eyes. He could swear the portrait was looking straight into his soul. He became mesmerized by the beautiful man. If Sasuke was alive today, Naruto probably would have asked him to marry him right then and there.

"Shame you're not from my time. You're gorgeous, bastard." Naruto said without thinking. He reached up and traced the outline of Sasuke's jaw and desired it to be real. For the first time, Naruto wanted someone and he wasn't alive. Hell, even if Sasuke was an old man, he would've been in love if Sasuke looked at him with those eyes.

"Ah there you are Naruto, I was looking for you!" Midori called announcing her presence and slowly bringing Naruto back to reality. He tore his eyes away from the beautiful black eyes that captured his attention and brought them to the sound of Midori's voice.

"Sorry, I was looking at Sasuke's portrait. He was a handsome devil."

"That he was. Naruto, I would like you to meet my mother. This is Mrs. Lee, but you can call her Sakura, and on her right, my father, Mr. Rock Lee."