EPISODE 1: Namikaze – The Night Of

Warning(s): Lots of POV changes

Third Person Pov:

Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, the son of Kushina Uzumaki and Minato Namikaze, had always worn his emotions on his sleeves and his father's engagement announcement had been a sight to see. His face had gone from shock to happiness to disbelief and then anger. Now, to make a long story short he didn't talk to the man for a week and half before he decided that he was only upset because he hadn't known ahead of time.

Of course he blamed himself as he was always his father's wingman and that carried over into the wedding as with no real best friend he had been forced into the role of Best Man. He didn't mind though, he figured if it made his father happy it could do no harm.

However, after all that catching up, you can now enter the present time.

Saturday afternoon, four hours away from dinner.

Naruto Pov:

"What are you looking for?"

I sat on my father's bed with one leg crossed over the other so I could put my elbow on my leg so that I could put my chin onto my hand.

"I don't know! Something!" Shout my father from inside his closet.

I sighed as I continued to watch him.

My father was only thirty six years old and he was being married for the second time, however this is the first time he's meeting the kids of his fiancée. Now the predicament that I'm having in this rather simple situation is, why is my father going through every piece of clothing that he owns like a teenage girl getting ready for her first date?

"Okay, I've had enough, move and sit down somewhere." Standing up I forced my father out of his closet and onto the bed. "I'll pick out your outfit."

I gingerly stepped over the clothes on the floor and looked at the few items that remained. His dress yukata, festival yukata, and semi-fancy wear.

"Alright, lets put this, with this, and this. These shoes can go because they match the watch and there we go, perfect."

I put the outfit on a hanger and carried the shoes in my hand. I held it out to my father. "I like it, nice and simple. Mikoto would be pleased." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes. These days impressing Mikoto was all he cared about and while it was cute it was more often annoying.

"We have three and a half hours left so let's shower and get ready."

"Why? We aren't girls, only they need that much time to get ready."

"Perfection is demanded by the Uchiha and that takes time. When they're stuck with us to hell with all the perfection, but for now, especially in first impressions, we should make the effort." Winking at my father I left the room to get ready.

This brought up my dilemma…what the hell was I going to wear?

Sasuke Pov:

I towel dried my mom's hair and handed her the moisturizer before moving onto my brother. His hair was dry thanks to the hotel room's air, but it wasn't styled.

I combed it back and put it into a neat low ponytail before moving back to my mother.

I flat ironed her hair to straighten it, then curled it and pinned her hair up into an up-do. Placing a pin underneath to hold the style in place, I turned her around in the chair and began to do her make-up.

Unlike many men Itachi and I knew how to do make-up thanks to our photographic memory. As young teenagers we figured that it would help her, and for once it was coming in handy.

I dusted her cheeks with a bit of blush, and covered her eyelids with light eyeliner, mascara, and natural eye-shadow. Her lips had been done in a soft pink tone and she looked regal, but she wasn't fully dressed.

"Do you need help?" I asked her.

The dress she was going to wear was long and my mother had never been good at balancing her weight properly.

"Do you mind?"

I snickered. "Not at all."

Itachi handed me the dress and together we helped mom into it. I shifted it onto her frame and he fixed it so it would hang right, we helped her into her shoes and placed her jewelry on her being careful of her face and hair the entire time.

When we finished ten minutes later mom seemed shocked.

At a whopping thirty-eight mom looked like she was twenty-five. She had slightly chubby cheeks, slightly pouty lips, and stunning onyx eyes. Not to mention her body, she was slightly thick from baby weight that wouldn't melt off, but she wasn't big, just curvy in the right places. This dress accentuated that.

Colored a dark crimson that was just off the shade of blood, my mother rocked the tight fit that hugged her curves just right. Her bust wasn't the main focus as the off the shoulder lace sleeves took the attention away. The careful design of the lace screamed "Intricate!" and "Time consuming to make!" Her wedding ring was the only silver thing she wore as the rest of her jewelry was gold. Her necklace was stiff so that it would hang in one place all night and her clutch was the same shade along with her shoes.

"Is it bad? You're not saying anything."

"Mom, if you weren't my mother I'd call you a MILF."

She laughed lightly. "Thanks Sasuke."

"Hn."

"Shut up Itachi." I pouted.

"Go get ready we leave in another hour."

Itachi and I looked at eachother and rushed to our rooms to get ready. He just had to get dressed, I needed to shower and do my hair before I put on anything!

Naruto Pov:

"I did good." I smirked as my dad walked down the staircase.

My dad wore a blue silk shirt the same shade as his eyes. His slacks were white and his suit jacket was carried on his arm until it was needed. The tie was white and so were the shoes, while the handkerchief was the same shade as his shirt. Blonde hair tussled perfectly he looked like he just came from a photoshoot. Stunning.

"Yeah, take all the credit why don't you?" He asked sarcastically.

"Thanks, I will." I smirked. "Well aren't you going to tell me how much better I look then you?"

Rocking a blue shirt just a shade off my dad's I wore gray semi-tight jeans, and dress shoes. My blazer was tossed onto my arm and my gray tie was loose to give more of a rugged look.

"I'd tell you that if it were true." He picked up the car keys and swung them on his finger.

"You suck."

"I believe that's your job."

I snorted. "I don't bottom."

"It's not always the bottom's job you know." He winked.

"I'd ask but something tells me that I don't want to know about your previous experiments, so let's drop the subject and leave."

While my father and I were cool talking about just about everything, his sexual past was something I kept out of our conversations. While some details were hot, others were things I didn't want to think about my father doing. I learned that lesson the last time.

Two Words...

Never Again…

Sasuke Pov:

We pulled up to the restaurant and sat outside. Mom had stated that she wanted them to wait for a bit, and settled herself into her seat to play a game on her phone.

I on the other hand began to snap a screensaver with Itachi.

Dressed in red like our mother, we both wore black ties. Mine was word semi-loosely while Itachi's was in the perfect place. Our jackets were tailored perfectly and our red handkerchiefs looked nice against the black. My hair had been styled in its usual way but it held a nice shine to it since I'd recently fed.

"Let me know when five minutes have passed."

I sweat dropped, she wanted them to wait, five minutes?! That was barely any time at all! For all of that we could've gone inside!

Naruto Pov:

I watched as my dad checked his watch for the fifth time in the last two minutes. "You know checking obsessively isn't going to make the time go by faster."

"Where could she be? Usually she's on time."

I sweat dropped as he ignored me and chose to go a different route. "Well she's not by herself maybe they ran into some trouble."

"Yeah...maybe."

"Or maybe not, because here she comes." I gestured to the rather attractive three person group that was being led to our table by a blushing waitress.

They all wore a shade of red that contrasted against their hair and eyes, but I had to admit they were hot.

However instead of going over Mikoto's dress in detail, I slipped on my mask and mentally evaluated her two sons. 'Well the oldest is certainly not one that will bottom immediately…' Was my first thought.

So how was that? I wanted to update and I did, I'm so happy. Next chapter they'll be moving in, perhaps a little pervyness is in the future? ;)