"Papa how are you feeling?"

He barely opened his eyes to see his daughter leaning over him with a cup of orange juice in her hand.

"Where is your mother?" He said with a croaked voice as he adjusted himself into the bed.

"She's working... there were a lot of wounded in the arena's accident..." the raven haired girl said with a sigh as she placed the cup on the bed stand "I brought you some orange juice papa... mama said it's good for fever..."

She sat on the bedside and grabbed her father's empty sleeve. She loved fidgeting with it, just like her mother.

He inhaled and closed his eyes, this fever was killing him, his eyes hurt also and all of his body was sore from their battle against the otsutsukis. To top it all he was Chakra depleted from over using space time jutsu.

At least Sakura fixed his broken ribs and he could breath painlessly.

"Boruto said you that otsutsuki guy alost killed you..."

he opened his eyes again to see the concerned look she was giving him.

"Aa... Naruto saved me..." he murmured, he owes him one there, he really could have died.

"Lord seventh papa! Geez can't you be polite?!" Sarada scolded him with a little slap on his left shoulder.

He chuckled "his a moron even though he's the Hokage now..." he said.

Sarada pouted, he knows that she idolises his best friend "this is not an excuse papa! Even his children have to call him lord seventh when it's about work"

"Okay then moron lord sventh..." he replied with a tired smile.

The glare she gave him first suddenly died and her eyes soften and her lips tug upward in a gentle smile, the youngest Uchiha leaned forward and placed a little kiss on her father's cheek "papa looks cute when he's smiling..." she said as she pulled away.

Sasuke almost scowled "from where did you get that cute shit again?"

"Mama... and she's right you even look cuter when you scowl like that" she giggled as she pinched his cheek.

"And did she pay you too to annoy the hell out of me while she's not here to do it?"

"No... but that's why you love us... because we annoy you"

Now he was startled, Sakura couldn't have told her that, or did she?

He suddenly felt his throat dry and reached for the juice that he gulped all at once.

Damn this fever and Damn this orange juice.

It was all annoying.

"Hey papa... maybe you should have let mama take care of you at the hospital, your fever is not going down..." Sarada said grabbing his sleeve again

"This fever is not something your mother can fix... it's due to the overuse of my eyes..."

"Will I get fevers like that if I overuse mine too papa?"

"No... maybe your eyes will ache for a while but won't be having something like that... your sharingan is not that developed..." he sighed "and you don't have this shitty purple eye"

Sarada chuckled "you hate your rinnegan because it obliges you to hide that pretty face of yours"

"I'm not pretty"

"You are... and you are prettier than both me and mama together I mean look..."she joked as she grabbed their family photo from the bed stand "mama and I look like ugly ducklings beside you" she said with a laugh.

"You both are beautiful..." he declared out of the blue "your mom is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen... and you look just like her..." he reached with his hand to her face and tucked a lock of black hair behind his blushing daughter's ear "and you've got some features from my mother too..."

Sarada was dangerously red "and you blush like Sakura too..." he chuckled as placed his warm hand on her cheek "kami what did I do to deserve you two in my life?" The last sentence was almost whispered to only him but his daughter heard it, she'll never never question his love for them anymore because the look on his eyes said it all.

"Papa... I love you too..." she said as she leaned down and wrapped her slender arm around his torso, not squeezing him too much because of his recent injuries.

He place his chin on top of his daughter's head and give her a small kiss on her raven hair "I know..."

"I'm home!"

Sakura's voice resonated into the apartment as she closed the door, she was expecting to see Sarada watching TV or reading a book in the living room.

She looked at the clock, maybe Sarada went out to chouchou, she frowned a little, she'd scold her about leaving her sick father alone at home.

"Darling?" She called as she walked into their bedroom.

The sight that she let left her speechless and her heartthrob melted into her chest.

On the left side of the bed, her babies were wrapped around each other. Sarada was curled into her fathers chest while his arm wrapped around her small body and held her closer to him.

Just like the old days when Sarada used to play with her father and they ended up sleeping on the floor.

She silently headed towards the closet qnd stirred searching for her camera.

"Don't even think about it..." her husband said with a husky sleepy voice, she turned around with a bright smile and her hands up "oups! You caught me again" she laughed then walked to the other side of the bed and climbed in to sit beside him.

"How are you feeling?" She asked tenderly, her small fingers brushed his bangs away from his face "you're fever is going down..." she leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss under his rinnegan.

"Sarada gave me orange juice..." he mumbled as he lifted his face and brushed his dry lips against his wife's soft ones, the latter gigiggled "she's her mother's daughter..."

His hand left his daughter's back and went to cup Sakura's cheek and pull her into a sweet kiss.

"I missed you..." he whispered against her mouth and she smiled "Sasuke-kun... Sarada is here you know..." she said as she tried to pull away but he dragged her into another kiss.

She couldn't help but to respond to his affections, with one hand supporting her weight over his chest and the other one tangling into his dark locks.

A soft sudden gasp beneath them made them pull apart to see a pair of red irises and spinning tomoes "you were kissing..." Sarada murmured with wide open eyes "I finally saw you kissing"

Both of her parents blushed.

"Sarada turn off your sharingan and stop recording our...hmm. .. this..." sakura tried to scold her.

"I thought you guys were only kissing when you do it..." she said then almost jumped from the bed "were you trying to while I'm sleeping here?!" She wrinkled her nose in a disgusted grimace.

Sakura gaped at her "wh... Sarada!" She yelled, her face as crimson as her shirt

"Nasty old people.."

"Sarada take that back!"

"Girls..." the Uchiha patriarch called with a low voice

"I won't... because it's true" Sarada ignored him flashing a sly smirk towards her mother.

"Sarada quite being impolite!"

"I'm not being impolite... I'm stating facts and if I wasn't here... kami knows what you two will be doing by now..."

"Sarada!"

"Girls... you're giving me a headache..." the ignored Sasuke mumbled as he threw his head back into the pillow.

Both of Sakura and Sarada leaned suddenly over him with concern and worried looks on their eyes "darling are you alright?"

"Sorry papa..."

he smiled weakly "it's okay... I just don't like seeing you arguing..."

His wife smiled back and brushed his cheek as she pecked his lips and rested their brows together "sorry Sasuke-kun..." she whispered.

The couple felt their daughter shift in the bed as she tried to leave, and her father reached with his hand and grabbed her forearm "stay..."

"But papa you need to rest..." she argued, a bit of guilt into her voice.

Sasuke shook his head even though it made him dizzy "I'm well rested when I'm surrounded by the ones I love..." he smiled gently as he dragged her back to his left side.

Sarada got the message and slided back under the covers, curling at her father's chest while her mother did the same on the other side.

"I've never imagined that you'd let me spend the night here..." the young Uchiha mumbled.

"Your papa is full of surprises Sarada..." Sakura chuckled and pressed a kiss to her husband's jaw.

"Hn..." he murmured closing his tired eyes again "go to sleep..." he ordered with a tired voice.

"Okay papa... goodnight"

"Goodnight Darling, goodnight Sarada..."

"Hn..."

Before they knew it, the Uchihas were in a deep slumber wrapped up around each other.