Disclaimer: Nope. Not owned by me.

Author's note: I don't know why but I feel that if Menma was his own person in this modern world he would have the voice Kaji Yuki plays as an Uke, personally Hisui from Dekichatta Danshi. Kaji Yuki's voice is just really sexy and rebellious, which is how I imagine Menma to sound. ;)

"But we've been friends so long
That it seems so wrong.
And everyone can see you're perfect for me.
But I just can't let it show.
I've been thinkin' about you.
Boy, it's killing me and I got to let you know
Baby (tell me)
Do you feel it like I do?
'Cause we both know what could go - down
if we get too close." (- Too Close. Ariana Grande. /SasuNaru.)

Chapter 2 - Manga and Arcade Games.

Sasuke smiled at the answer he received, his gaze expectant.

"No matter what, I'm going to be there for Daisuke, you know this. You don't have to ask me because I'll always be the one he sees as 'mother', which I find strange considering I am a guy," Naruto laughed, giving a humorous shake of his head and Sasuke chuckled. "And until you find the right woman to help you raise him properly, I'll continue to do what I can for him." His heart tightened in his chest at the thought of being replaced by the woman Sasuke would spend the rest of his life with.

"Hn. Well, even if I get married, you'll still be mine and his number one, dobe."

Naruto frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh, I'm sure. As if you don't ditch me for every pretty thing you date, asshole. We are best friends, will be until we die."

"Idiot, I don't ditch you. I just get caught up," Sasuke sighed, rolling his seat back. "And don't worry. Soon I'll settle down with the right woman."

The blonde rolled his eyes, scuffing out a laugh. "You find the right woman?"

Sasuke glared at the blonde, hearing the 'yeah right' in his tone.

"You know, you have a girlfriend already." Naruto scratched his head, annoyed. He would rather not hear Sasuke talk about getting married from his own lips.

"No," The pale man glanced down at some files on his desk, his eyes squinted and brow furrowed. "We broke up, apparently. It's fine though. She was too clingy." He couldn't stand clingy women, so maybe Daisuke and Itachi had done him some good.

"How do you forget you broke up with someon... You know what? Never mind. What do you want me to do? Anything Daisuke needs of me I'll do." Naruto told him, the corner of his mouth twitching in annoyance. Sasuke dumped another one, yet again, and spoke as if it was nothing. It really made him think twice about his own feelings sometimes. If he and Sasuke were together would the Uchiha handle their relationship as frivolously as the ones with the women he dated? Maybe it was a good thing that Sasuke didn't know about his feelings.

"Hn, let's see," Sasuke loosened his tie and then reclined back. "Would you mind picking him up from school today? Maybe take him somewhere for some fun? We haven't really had time for that lately. I feel bad, I haven't put in the time for 'us' because everything is so hectic right now." He murmured, the guilt apparent in his dark eyes.

"Yeah. I can do that," Naruto stood up, getting a glance from the raven and flashed him a wide grin. "Daisuke will understand though. Don't beat yourself up over it, teme."

Sasuke sighed, doubtful. "Will he?"

"Of course he will. And we all know, you showing self-pity is nonexistent. You're an egoistic prick. "

"An egoistical prick? Naruto, you may be putting your job the line with such insults," Sasuke threatened the Uzumaki with a half-hearted, narrowed expression, but Naruto merely waved him off. Sasuke snorted and rolled his eyes before he put up a finger. "I do have one more favor to ask of you as well, dobe."

"Yes, yes, what is it, Master?" Naruto inquired, bowing his head to the man, sarcasm cloaking the action.

Sasuke's eyes widened in amusement and he felt a rush of heat threatening his face. He knew Naruto was joking with the whole 'Master' bit, but why did he find that to be such a turn on. He subtly cleared his throat, his pants seeming as if they had become tighter in reaction to Naruto's mock of submission. "I have a date on Saturday. Would you mind keeping Daisuke with you on that night?"

"Uh, yea-" Naruto stopped mid-nod and looked at the man. "Wait, what? How could you possibly have a date on Saturday? You just remembered that you're no longer in a relationship not even two minutes ago."

Sasuke picked up his cell phone off of his desk and waved it around, smirking. "I do have somewhat of a waiting-list, Naruto. Can't keep them waiting for too long."

"Oh my God, Sasuke. You are such a whore."

The insult stinging a bit, Sasuke frowned. "You know what else you can do for me?"

Naruto scowled at him. "What?"

"Get the hell out of my office!" Sasuke shouted, the order stern and humorless.

"Sasuke," Naruto strolled toward the Uchiha's desk and stared him directly in the eyes. Naruto then reached out and playfully swiped at the man, Sasuke fluently taking hold of his wrist. "Don't fuckin' talk to me like that, asshole." He laughed, trying to move his hand and smack him in the head, but The Uchiha's hold was tight around his wrist.

Sasuke chuckled and looked Naruto in his bright eyes, his asshole-boss demeanor broken. "I'm sorry, you're right. You are the mother of my child, honey." He said smoothly, his smirk breath-taking.

Naruto felt like hot steam blew from his ears and his face burned red, his golden locks shadowed his eyes. "Oh shut up, idiot." He pulled his hand back and then turned around, heading for the door. "You're such a pervert." Naruto remarked, opening the door and leave out, slamming the door behind him.

Sasuke's handsome smirk faltered and slowly, his eyebrow rose in realization. "Did he just call me a pervert?" He asked himself, stroking his chin. He was in no way a pervert, or maybe he was considering…?

Naruto leaned his back against the wall outside his Sasuke's office, his heart beating so hard he could feel it when he placed his hand on his chest. 'Stupid, teme! Always saying dumb shit!' He shut his eyes and he took a deep breath. The phone in his pocket then began to vibrate and he snapped out of his fluster, reaching in his slacks pocket for it

He wasn't supposed to take personal calls on the job, but he didn't actually care. He glanced at the cell screen and then answered it, bringing it to his ear.

"Yes-"

"Naruto!" A voice shouted, anger practically radiating through the device. Naruto flinched at the tone and face-palmed. What had he done now?

"H-Huh?" He replied, dumbfounded.

"Don't 'huh' me! Menma hasn't come home yet and you told me you'd find him last night!"

"Oh shit," The voice over the phone reminded him to watch his language and he apologized to his father. Fuck, fuck, FUCK. He knew he forgot to do something last night. "I'm so sorry, Dad. Last night I got distracted. You see, Sasuke asked me to get Daisuke from school and he didn't come pick him up until late and I was tired–I'm so so sorry! After work I promise I'll find him." He told him with certainty, lacing his fingers through his blonde hair stressfully. He was going to kill Menma.

"Naruto, I don't mean to yell at you. I'm just so worried Menma has gone and gotten himself into trouble."

"Mhmm. ..I know, but I told you I would find him and completely forgot. It's my fault."

"You were busy. And this is Menma's fault, honestly. ...So how are Sasuke-kun and Daisuke, hm?"

Naruto smiled, stepping his foot over the other. "They're fine. I'll probably be around them a lot more though. We haven't been able to spend that much together these past couple of months."

"That's good. I know you missed that. He dumped another one, huh?"

"Yeeeah. You know him. Anyway, I can't talk for too long, so I have to go, and I'll find Menma. He's probably in Shibuya somewhere."

"Okay, love you."

"Love you too." Naruto ended the call and slipped his cell back into his pocket.

Exhaling deeply, he felt his chest. He was stressed out, and Menma was so dead when he got his hands on him! Who the hell did he think he was, not going home last night? Ugh. No, forget dead. Menma might as well message the world through Twitter that he was 'deceased' as of that moment. Naruto stopped glaring and turned his head, looking at Karin who was at her usual secretary post, sitting at the high desk adjacent to Sasuke's office. She glanced at him with question and he laughed sheepishly, giving a wave before walking away from Sasuke's office door.

The Hyuga child was seated silently at his desk, opening the bento his mother cooked him this morning. He was exceptionally handsome, taking after his father in looks while having his mother's dark, chestnut eyes. He was dressed clad in crisp, green knee-length shorts, a black sweater with a white collar, and a tie adorned the collar. His long, brunette hair was pulled into a ponytail, the tresses flowing down his back and a cool demeanor surrounded him. His expression was stoic while the other kids shared lunches with glee and talked to each other. He picked up his chop sticks, ignoring the excitement and chatter filling the room.

He couldn't stand how loud everyone was. He was a very calm person, and most of his attitude he received from his father, so much so his mother couldn't stand it.

Picking up a flower shaped vegetable out of his bento, he frowned. Ugh, his mother always made his lunches too girly. He threw it into his mouth and chewed, loving the flavor, but still annoyed that it looked like a flower. The classroom door then slid open and his eyes traveled in that direction as he ate.

"Aki-senpai!" His eyes widened when the smaller child screamed his name, a grin on Daisuke's face and slight blush spread across Aki's face as his classmates giggled. Being a seven years-old first grader with a kindergartener stuck to his back had to be the most embarrassing thing ever!

His sensei smiled from her desk and gave him permission to go in the hallway. Aki pushed his seat back and bowed his head respectfully before he made his way out the room. He stepped into the hallway and the other child beamed up at him.

"Aki-senpai, look! I made something for you!–" Aki cut him off, pushing him up against the wall by his shoulders.

"Daisuke, I told you to stop coming to my class." The Hyuga gritted out, his cheekbones flushed.

The Uchiha's excited face receded, his eyes wavering and he held the wrapped dessert he had close to his chest. "I-I know that you said that, but I made you something." Daisuke grumbled sadly, his hair cascading his shoulders and a side of his hair tucked behind his ear.

Aki eyed what the boy had in his arms before arching a brow at it. "What is it?" He released the Uchiha's shoulders.

The raven blushed, puffing out his cheeks. "It's a treat."

Aki held his hand out, turning his face away to hide his embarrassment.

Daisuke grinned and placed it in his hand.

Aki looked at it and then back at the Uchiha. "Well?" The Uchiha continued to stare at him, clearly clueless. "You can go now, Daisuke."

"Uh-uh," Daisuke shook his head. "You have to eat a piece right now."

"Why?" The taller of the two asked, letting out an audible sigh while pulling the wrapper off.

"Remember, you said that you won't marry me unless I'm a good cook!" He chirped in response and Aki grunted in defeat.

He liked Daisuke a lot, he was his first crush. They had been best friends since diapers and his father and Daisuke's uncle, Itachi, were best friends. They were as close as friends could be. Aki eyed the cookie he unwrapped and noticed it was decorated in sugar sprinkles along the heart shaped icing.

Aki gulped hard, expecting it to taste bad. He abruptly took a bite and Daisuke stepped forward, his fingers enlaced and a hopeful look in his big eyes. Aki's brown eyes widened in disbelief and he took another bite. "You made this..?" He munched happily and Daisuke nodded.

"Yes, well, me and grandma! I did most of the work though!" He rejoiced, grinning and Aki had a small smile on his face. "Does this mean we'll get married?" The Uchiha bounced up and down.

"Keep cooking like this and there's a chance." He stated coolly and the raven hugged him. Sure he was all cool and aloof on the outside, but inside his heart was thumping so hard. Daisuke was so cute!

"I'll make you lots more sweets, okay!" The Uchiha chimed, pulling away from the older one and Aki nodded before the raven took off down the hallway. The brunette glanced at the cookie again and smiled, his heart fluttering.

He was on cloud nine until he heard a bunch of the girls from his class singing, "Aki-kun and Daisuke-chan sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g-"

"Shut up!" He barked, his fist clenched at his side and his glare made them go cold. They suddenly scrambled back into the classroom, mumbling and giggling.

Naruto kept his skeptical, blue stare on the street after work. He had searched the city for a certain teenager as soon as he got off the clock and the drive had been tiresome. Stopping at the stop-light, he glanced over at the younger Uzumaki in the passenger seat.

"Want to explain where you were?" He asked him, again, keeping his anger intact.

"No. I'm good." Menma casually replied, staring out the window.

"Are you high right now, Menma?" Naruto questioned, in all seriousness, and Menma snapped his face to him.

"No I'm not high! You know I don't smoke or drink. Alcohol and drugs are for losers, Naru-nii." He responded, his eyes wide with disbelief. He couldn't believe Naruto just asked him that. He wasn't an idiot.

Uzumaki Menma, he was Naruto's precious and adored baby cousin, though he gave the blonde a headache sometimes. The fifteen year old was striking in appearance, with prominent, exotic features and lengthened, messy, black hair, and similar to his older cousin, darker and more feral looking whisker-like birthmarks, three on each of his cheeks. His eyes were blue, cerulean, but a sharper shade and intense, eyes that pulled people in.

"I don't even know why you asked me that shit," Menma fiddled with the zipper of his long-sleeve shirt, dressed in skinny jeans with a pair of converse on his feet.

"Why did you skip school today, Menma?"

"I don't know." Menma shrugged his shoulders, looking at him with emotionless eyes. These days he didn't feel like himself and he didn't know why.

Naruto sucked his teeth, stepping on the gas as the light changed. "Menma, seriously! Dad's worried sick about you. Don't you know anything could happen to you? You could get killed, or even kidnapped. There are crazy people in the world and you," He glanced over to see that the teen was tuning him out and sighed. "I don't think you understand how dangerous it is."

He found the boy not in Shibuya, but roaming the streets of Ginza instead, by himself, so he figured he just needed an escape, some alone time.

"I know that," Menma said, nonchalant. "I just wanted some time to myself. Dad's always nagging me, you know? Do your homework, wash the dishes, clean the bathroom! What do I look like? A fuckin' house-keeper?" He growled in remembrance.

"Okay, number one, you're fifteen. Two, you don't pay bills. And three, watch your mouth, Menma! You could do some damn chores. Who the hell do you think you are to think you can leave the house and not come home for an entire night!" Naruto reached over and nudged Menma's head harshly, his other hand steering wheel. "Also, quit being an idiot and do your homework!"

Menma crossed his arms, his pouty mouth dipped into a frown. "I told Dad where I was going after school."

"I don't care what you told him! When school's out take your ass home, Menma. Quit stressing Dad out, stop talking back, which I don't even know when that started because you know better, and do what you're supposed to do. It's not up for discussion," Naruto lectured, veering the car around a corner. "It's ridiculous that I'm always in the middle of this shit, having to pick you from all the way across city or where ever your dumb ass decides to be at," He stopped at a stop-sign and he looked at Menma who rolled his eyes, leaning back against the seat. "You do realize that Dad is furious, and he has that belt warmed up. You are so going to get it." He snickered. Yes, Menma was in trouble and getting the spanking that came with it.

"Che. It's not a big deal. You found me, didn't you?" He scoffed, a hint of laughter in his tone.

Naruto tightened his grip on the wheel, driving off. "You are so lucky we're in this car right now 'cause I swear I would've backhand you right in your mouth."

"Are you going to tell him where I was at, Naru-nii?" Menma's voice was almost pleading and Naruto gave a certain nod. "Why?!" He yelled furiously. Naruto didn't answer. "Why do you always snitch on me? All the time! I'm trying to have a life and you guys are always ruining everything." He griped, pouting.

"Because it's my job." Naruto simply said.

"Why do you care?" Menma glared. "You're not home anyway, so why should it concern you?"

Naruto sighed, once again. "So, I think you should know that Dad saw your instagram account."

"…What?! Are you fucking kidding me!" Menma shouted, his eyes wide with fear. He had a lot of inappropriate pictures of himself and 'friends' on there.

"No. I'm pretty sure he saw everything,"

"This is not fair!"

"Life isn't fair." Naruto retorted.

"You and Dad are so annoying! Always, always, always yelling at me for stupid shit! It wasn't like I was out. I over a friend's house and then I was gonna come back home."

"You skipped school."

The rest of the ride consisted of Menma babbling on about how he hadn't done anything wrong and how Naruto and Iruka were overreacting.

All the elementary school children played on the school's playground in the courtyard. The teachers always found it to be a good idea to let the kids play outside while waiting for their parents to arrive on days that weren't too cold.

The children ran around in excitement, laughing, screaming, and bouncing all across the playground area and courtyard like a bunch of wild monkeys. Teachers were glad to just be able to sit back and let them go crazy.

The group of children by the playground bridge and slide watched in awe as Daisuke and the boy's friends did a little dance routine on the bridge, singing a popular pop song. Daisuke, from the time he had been able to talk, believed himself to be a little superstar, in his own mind at least. It was how he learned to occupy himself when he felt lonely, when he felt like he had no one. It took the pain away from a time.

The teachers watched, smiling in adoration and applauding the performance. Their students were too adorable and talented.

"That it, guys! That's right guys! Aye, aye, aye!" Daisuke piped, hitting the nae-nae and his friends did the same, getting their audience to do the same.

The children watching cheered and the boy smiled down at them. He loved being in the spot light, the intoxication of being everyone's attention and the feeling of love that showered him. It was a feeling that made his heart seem to burst in pure happiness.

Aki stepped out of the school, his backpack on his shoulders and glanced over at the playground area. A small smile curved on his lips when he sighted Daisuke doing his what he did best, getting everyone's attention. The child waited with his teacher and soon a car pulled up in front of the barred gates of the school.

Daisuke's small audience soon went onto play after Daisuke's short-lived super-stardom and the Uchiha walked off, lifting his gaze up from the ground to see Aki heading for the school gate. He stood there for a moment and then Aki happened to look over, catching him staring. Daisuke blushed when Aki then began to make his way toward him.

"Hey." Aki smiled, walking up to the Uchiha.

"Hi." Daisuke greeted in return, giving a small wave.

"Your treat was really good, Daisuke. Don't forget to make more, alright?"

The Uchiha nodded, an enthusiastic gleam in his brown eyes.

"Aki!"

Aki turned to his mother's voice and his mother was waving at him from where she stood outside the car.

"C'mon before your father has a fit!" Tenten shouted to him and Aki gave a nod. "Hello, Dai-chan!" Daisuke waved to the woman whom stood by the car door, her husband, Neji, yawning from his driver's seat in the Toyota Avalon.

"I have to go. See you." The young Hyuga gave a slight wave before turning around and heading over to the car.

The wind blew, Daisuke's tresses blowing with it. His heart ached. Aki went home with two parents, every day, and Aki had more than just a father, he had a mother too. He saw the boy's mother kiss his forehead and then the child climbed in the car.

He was envious of that…

"Hey! Dai!"

The child's head snapped towards that voice and he spotted Naruto standing by his car in near the school gates. "N-Naru-chan?" The Uzumaki beckoned him and Daisuke grinned, running over to Naruto after grabbing his backpack.

"Hey, Daisuke," Naruto said, smiling and Daisuke hugged his leg. "What's wrong? You didn't see me? Tenten said you looked kinda sad."

The boy shook his head, letting go of Naruto's leg and looked up at the man. "I just missed you." He muttered and Naruto ruffled his hair. "I'm glad you came to get me too, hehe!" He showed a toothy grin.

"Sasuke was busy so he asked if I could," He mentioned, grinning. After exchanging small talk with the child, Naruto helped the boy into the car and Daisuke slid into the seat, his eyes widening when he saw Menma in the front seat.

"Hi, Onii-chan!" He gleamed and the teenager turned his gaze to the child. Daisuke thought of Menma as his big brother.

"Hello, Daisuke." He grumbled, still angry about the punishment awaiting him later and the Uchiha giggled. "Pound it." He reached back, holding a fist out to him and Daisuke dumped his fist with Menma's.

Naruto closed the back door and then got back into the car himself, pulling his seatbelt across himself.

"Naru-nii, please let me stay with you for a while," Menma whimpered, looking at his older cousin with big, gooey blue eyes. "Pleeeease?"

"Nope."

"Why?!" He whined childishly and Daisuke laughed in the backseat, pulling his seatbelt across himself.

It was later that evening that Daisuke helped Naruto cook burgers. The Uzumaki had an apron wrapped around his waist and Daisuke had one that was a little too big for his body, but he didn't mind.

Naruto licked his lips, eying the sizzling meat on the stove-grill, the aroma invading his nostrils. "Yeah, burgers! I'm starving!" Naruto raised his hands and whirled them around, doing a weird dance out of excitement.

"Naru-chan, you're so weird," Daisuke laughed, taking the apron off since the burgers were almost done.

Naruto shrugged his shoulder and then half-grinned when he got an idea. "I should make some ramen with this."

"Ramen?" Daisuke scrunched up his cute little nose.

Naruto placed his hands on his hips. "What's wrong with ramen and burgers?"

The little Uchiha pursed his mouth. "With burgers..? I don't know, seems kind of greedy to me."

"Greedy? Hm, maybe," Naruto murmured, grabbing the spatula and using it to flip the burger meat on the stove-grill over.

It wasn't long after that the burgers were finally done and Naruto fixed them up on the buns with cheese and sauces. They ate while enjoying their meal in front of the television, watching Daisuke's favorite movie, Ice Age.

Licking his fingers and then taking another bite of the delicious burger, Naruto heard the doorbell ring. Naruto quirked an eyebrow, putting his plate down on the coffee table and then got up, going to answer the door.

He was surprised when he opened the door to see Sasuke, but not in his work clothes. What he was wearing was casual, a long sleeve, v-neck shirt and pants.

"Daddy!" Daisuke grinned from his seat after the Uzumaki let him in.

"Hey," Sasuke casually greeted Naruto before walking over to the sofa and hoisting the child up in his arms, failing to notice Naruto looking at him in confusion. "How's my baby boy? Enjoying his time with Naru-chan?" He had been lacking on the father-son time with Daisuke and it eased him to see that Daisuke wasn't completely lonely.

Daisuke pouted his lips, ketchup in the corner of his mouth. "Daddy, I was eating, and you're interruptin' my movie."

"Ah, right. Sorry," Sasuke said, an understanding smile curving on his lips. He then turned his head and looked over at Naruto. "So what have you two been up to?" He inquired, looking around and then sniffing the air. "Is that Naruto's cooking? Fix me a plate." He smirked, taking a seat down on the sofa and Naruto rolled his eyes at him. "Please?" Sasuke added.

"Fine. But I thought you were busy today?" Naruto remarked.

"I was, but I finished early and decided that I should spend some time with my precious son and Naru-chan." He explained, placing a kiss on his son's forehead and the boy blushed slightly at his show of affection.

"Oh. Well I was just about to take Dai' out to the book store and then maybe the arcade." Naruto said, strolling into the kitchen and the Uchiha nodded.

"Hn. I'll join you two, then." He told him and Daisuke leaned against him, grinning.

Naruto shrugged, giving a nod. "Alright, that's cool."

Naruto walked down the manga aisle of the book store, one hand stuffed in his jacket pocket and his other holding Daisuke's hand. Sasuke stood, an odd look on his face as he rubbed his chin, gazing up at the books on the shelf shelves. Soft music played through the place and there was this warm, cozy feeling about the store. The place had that new book smell too.

"See anything you want, Daisuke?" Naruto asked.

Daisuke stopped in front of a specific shelf and looked up. "No, not yet," He replied. His eyes grazed over the many covers of manga that started from volume one through whatever number came last. He didn't really see anything that interested him.

"I didn't know you were into this kind of stuff, Daisuke." His father mumbled, arching a fine brow at him.

"Uh, yeah. Ita-nii showed me some manga last time I was with him, Daddy. Do you think it's cool?" His son puffed out his cheeks, turning to him expectantly.

"I don't know. It's just kind of.. nerdish if you ask me." Sasuke snorted, laughing a bit.

"It is not!" Daisuke argued.

"Is too." His father looked down at him, the expression on his face teasing.

"It is not!"

"It's not. Teme, leave him alone." Naruto lightly hit the Uchiha in the chest and Sasuke shrugged. The employees at the front counter were currently freaking out because they realized Uchiha Sasuke, The Uchiha Sasuke was in the store, right before their eyes. Naruto found it kind of annoying, but easy to ignore.

"Hey," Naruto picked up a manga and flipped it over to the back, reading it. "What about this?" He turned it back over to the front cover and smiled. "Ranma One-half." He held it out to the child and Daisuke took it, his eyes scanning over it.

"Nope."

The Uzumaki then placed a hand on his hip, sighing. "Well there's not much to choose from. Most of these are for teenagers, Daisuke."

"I don't mind if he reads from an older age group." Sasuke commented, idly.

Naruto glanced over and saw the Uchiha flipping through a manga he had picked up off of a higher shelf. He made his way over to the raven and looked over his shoulder.

Sasuke smirked slightly. "Hn. She's hot."

"You can't be serious," The man jumped at Naruto's voice, almost dropping the book and then glared at the blonde beside him. "Drooling over a fictional woman? A fictional teenage girl at that. You're such a lecher." Naruto taunted, shaking his head sadly.

"I am not." He closed it and the cover had a girl and a guy on it, the words Akuma to Love Song above the main characters. "I was simply admiring the art."

"Don't tell me this is the first time you've ever seen this kind of stuff, Sasuke? I've shown you manga before."

"Yes, you have. But I never paid attention to it." Sasuke placed the book back on its shelf.

Naruto grinned, nudging the man's arm. "Oh c'mon. You mean as a kid you never saw Itachi watching anime on television?"

"I'd rather ignore anything to do with the demon. He had his entertainment, I had mine."

"What? Not even, sorry if I'm not gentle, I can say that in my dreams. My thoughts are about to short circuit," He murmured the classic tune and the raven stared at him with a blank expression. "Sailor Moon! You've never seen it, Sasuke? Itachi loved that show."

"No, never paid attention to it."

Naruto laughed to himself. "I'm not into this stuff much myself, but I've seen a few when I was little with Itachi. I read some manga too." He uttered, tapping his foot on the carpeted floor.

"I found the one I want!" Daisuke ran up to them, holding up the manga of his choice. "Tail of the Moon. It's about ninjas!" He gleamed brightly. "So can I get it?" The boy grinned and his father gave a nod.

"Fine."

"Yay!"

Then it was to the register to pay and Sasuke picked out some merchandise for his son, and Naruto as well. Bought the dobe a little bunny phone charm because he knew Naruto liked that kind of cute stuff, and even if he thought of it as just a gift to his best friend, he had no knowledge of the butterflies it gave Naruto when he accepted it.

Daisuke giggled, using the arcade joy stick to kick his father's butt in a fighting game. "Eat this, loser!" He shouted, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth.

Sasuke pushed the red, circle button, his teeth clenched in frustration. "No! Die, damn you." He gritted out.

"Ha! In your face!" His son cheered after winning and YOU LOSE! plastered his father's screen. Daisuke danced around, his thumb and finger making an L at the man and Sasuke's eyes narrowed.

"I don't want to play with Daisuke anymore. Naruto, get over here." He demanded and the Uzumaki turned away from his shooting game he was absorbed in, looking at him with annoyed blue eyes.

"What is it now, teme?"

Sasuke beckoned him with a finger. "Play me."

Naruto huffed his breath, walking over to the game machine and the two began playing. About a minute into the game, Naruto found himself struggling against the older man and Sasuke was winning.

"Hn. You suck at this game." He chuckled sinisterly. "And," He moved the joy stick in all different directions and used his final attack. "You lose." He smirked wider, winking at the Uzumaki.

"What?!" Naruto whined, his eyes wide. "How the hell did you do that..? I always beat this game!" He yelled, frowning at Sasuke.

"Alright, check this out. Let the master teach you because I'm ever so generous, dobe." Sasuke pushed restart on the machine and then went over to the blonde, placing a strong hand over Naruto's smaller one.

Naruto stiffened, his heart thumping hard as the raven gripped his hand, tugging it in different directions as held the joy stick.

"See," Sasuke's smooth, instructing voice made the Uzumaki blush a deeper shade of red. "It's not that hard."

Naruto scowled a bit. "Oh don't act all high and mighty with me right now, teme. You were just getting your butt kicked by Daisuke."

Sasuke glared, and rather childishly.

They stayed longer than planned at the arcade, indulging in a serious game of air hockey. Naruto being the one player on his side was kicking both Sasuke and Daisuke's butts. Sasuke, of course, couldn't handle that and soon figured out Naruto's trick, stealing the Uzumaki's lucky puck.

"N-No, Sasuke!" Naruto gritted as the raven held him by the wrist, trying to take the hockey puck that he had in a firm clutch. "That's cheating!" Sasuke smirked, snatching it and Naruto chased him, laughing at the business man's immature behavior.

Daisuke for one distracted himself with other video games while the two adults ran around like little kids themselves.

Saturday rolled around pretty fast and oddly enough, Sasuke hadn't been too thrilled.

He sat at the table across from his date in the upscale restaurant, clad in all black, his suit perfectly fitting against well-toned build.

"Let's try another." His date insisted, excited and amused, and he fluently tipped his head back and opened his mouth. She picked up a seedless cherry out of the small bowl in front of her and tossed it over into his open mouth, fruit diving into the cavern effortlessly.

"That's amazing, Sasuke-kun!" She blushed, clasping her hand together. The rest of the evening she went on about how she loved children and then how she was working toward her goal of being a designer.

Sasuke leaned his cheek against open palm, nodding, trying to at least look interested. He didn't get what was wrong with him today, but he wasn't having as much fun as he usually did on his dates.

"I'm sure Daisuke would adore you very much. He's quite fond of beautiful women." He showed her a small, forced smile and she blushed deeply, the fair skin of her cheekbones turning red.

"You think? Do you have any pictures of him?" She asked, her dirty blonde hair, falling over her shoulders and down her back in loose curls.

"Hn. Of course." Sasuke abruptly perked up. Daisuke was his favorite subject. He simply loved talking about his son and showing off Daisuke's pictures. He had a lot stored in his cell, so he pulled one up and passed his phone to her.

"Wah! He's adorable! How old is he again!" She gushed, her cheeks flushing darker. It wasn't hard to tell that Sasuke could probably produce gorgeous babies, but to see his son... She didn't think she ever saw a child so beautiful.

"Five. He'll be six in December."

The woman continued to stare at the digital photo, admiring the boy's beautiful features. Obviously the child was biracial, but he looked like Sasuke. She then began to wonder why the child's mother was absent.

Sasuke found himself drifting off as she went through the photo album on his cell phone.

"Y-You bastard!"

Sasuke had a frown darkened on his face, putting a bit of the sprinkle covered ice cream on the Naruto's quite adorable nose. He forgot what they were arguing about exactly, but Naruto had no right to throw those raspberries at him.

Daisuke giggled, licking his treat and watching the couple of adults.

"Aww, you look so cute now, dobe." Sasuke mocked in a coo, his mouth stretched into a satisfied smirk and Naruto glared, smashing his entire cone of ice cream on the Uchiha's face in retaliation.

Daisuke's mouth gaped at Naruto's bold actions and his father growled, trying to smear more of his own ice cream onto the Uzumaki's face.

"Sasuke! You asshole! –Ah! Stop, Sasuke-"

"Sasuke-kun?" Sasuke was drawn out of his own thoughts, hearing the woman's voice and looked at her, slightly confused. "Are you okay? You seemed distracted." She had a concerned look on her face, handing him his cell phone back.

"Ah, no. I'm fine."

Why it is he found himself wondering what it was Naruto was doing at this very moment?

To be continued...

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Edited: [5/15/17.]