A/N: Hello everyone, I am back with the new chapter. Enjoy. *_*
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (crying in the corner)
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"Sasusaku"=speech
'Sasusaku'=thoughts
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¤~¤~ ¤ Love is My Destination ¤ ~ ¤ ~ ¤
Chapter 3: The future children
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In the future 6 years later.
Sasuke now in the body of a young handsome man, no older than 24 years, stepped out of an elegant and fully equipped bathroom after taking a hot and steamy shower for 30 minutes. It helped him a little to calm down his feverish thoughts and to clear his mind but it was enough for him to make a decision about what he was going to do in this time. He mentally prepared himself to search all the underlying and hideous causes that had led him to such a path. He decided to know why had he changed himself and what kind of person he was now at that time?
After putting together the little pieces of information he collected after waking up to this unknown world, he had reached the conclusion that the man-sasuke of future, is a man that has everything in his life- a home, a family and a fulfilled dream. He, unlike him, has eyes that are not empty and cold, devoid of all emotions, but the eyes that show radiance, glint and warmth that he had lost a long time ago. Even the thought of finding happiness pained him; he did not know how he managed to break free from the clutches of his cursed fate. He did not know what great power pushed him that he even thought of taking a step away from the path of revenge and hatred.
His path of hatred was not that he had forced upon himself because he wanted to. It was because he had to. He had to choose the path to avenge his clan, his family and he had to take revenge of their every single drop of their blood. How could he live a life happily and forgot like nothing happened. How could he live the peaceful life when his loved ones souls were waiting for the last and sole survivor of their clan to avenge them. He admits that leaving the village was one of the hardest decisions in his life but he loved his clan, his family and his brother more. He cannot just stand there and do nothing for them. It hurt him a lot that during their life he couldn't do anything for them, he couldn't even make his father acknowledge him. He couldn't become a good brother. He couldn't stand side by side with his brother and now he would never be able to do so. Now what worth he would had if he couldn't do anything even after their death. All because of a selfish and stupid decision of the higher ups of the leaf he had lost his everything. He cannot look at his life beyond that. That's why he is determined to see what he cannot see now. He wants to know what miraculous thing made his hatred fade away.
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After returning from the realms of his thoughts, he made his way towards the walk in closet to get dressed. Sakura was nowhere in sight. Clad nothing but a small navy blue towel, which he got from his wife earlier, he began to search for something to wear. His clothes were lying there neatly folded and some were hanging. He chose a pair of white pants and blue shirt with uchiha crest on it and a pair of white and red boxers with uchiha symbol on it. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at this. Since when he became picky about his boxers.
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Standing in front of a full length mirror, Sasuke examined himself. A handsome man with godlike features looked back at him. His hair style was same, same long length hair but his bangs were not on his forehead but neatly on the sides like the time when he formed team hebi. Although his face was the same but still it was somehow different. It showed more maturness and calmness. His whole body looked like the body of a beautiful angel. His eyes were filled with pride and serenity.
Suddenly a strange voice echoed throughout the hallway and pulled sasuke out of his reverie. He became alert and focused on the sound and tried his best to put a finger on what kind of sound it was. Still standing there but listening closely, he grasped that it was the sound of weeping. Someone was crying rather not silently but loudly and it was getting nearer and nearer to him.
'Don't tell me that this woman is crying again, I thought she would have changed after all this time. Why I married such a crybaby' Sasuke thought it would be sakura, burning her eyes out for some nonexistent reason.
After all he knew her way too much, didn't he? The young uchiha was very confident about knowing everything about his wife. But this voice was not of sakura, he also knew that. Again, he understands her way too much. This voice was immature and childlike. Sasuke's heart began to beat faster. He was about to move towards the door to see the source of such an irritating and mind-wrenching noise, but at the same time he saw a pink blur enter the bedroom and that voice certainly belong to that pink blur. That thing was upon entering the room started to run straight towards him. Sasuke just kept watching and waited for it to approach. After some time that small moving pink blur reached him and started to pull on his pants .Sasuke looked down to inspect that thing closely.
It was a beautiful small girl that looked so fragile and soft like a china doll. She had short pink hair which was wrapped in two pony tails. She looked up at him with watery obsidian eyes. It didn't took a minute for sasuke to realize the fact that the beautiful angel with chubby cheeks and hands was his own daughter but swallowing that fact was the hardest part. After coming in this time he hadn't even thought once about his clan being restored. However coming back to the reality, that cute daughter of his was saying something.
"Daddyyyyyy, daddyyyyyeeeeee, waaaaaaaaaaa, wook at this."
Sasuke looked down to see the girl who held up a doll towards him in one hand and a broken arm of that doll in another.
"Daddyyyyyeeeeee, its bwoken "said the cute angel in between sobs and sniffs. Sasuke didn't know what to do. This all was new to him. He didn't know how to act like a father .Sasuke could go to a battle without preparation, engage in a fight and come out victorious even if the fight was unexpected, he can solve the any sort of problem quickly but here he was now hesitating to give a try to this situation. He was a 'father'. That thought was reverberating in his mind but again another sound pulled him towards itself.
"Wwwwaaaaaa". Now the little girl was just standing there crying and rubbing her eyes with one hand and was still holding his pants in the other. She again looked up and Sasuke's blood began to boil to see the tears in her eyes. He just wanted to wipe out that thing from existence that had brought her to tears. Is that a relationship between a father and his children?
He moved down to his knees to her eye level to get a better view of her and as soon as he did that, she instantly jumped into his arms. He caught her in time due to his reflexes and picked her up and moved to sit on the comfy bed. She was still sniffing but now a little relaxed because she was in her father's arms and sasuke didn't know what to say. But to his relief, she spoke first.
"Daddy, you can fwix it, ne" she held up the broken doll again.
"Of course, I can, it wouldn't take a minute, just stop crying." Sasuke tried to speak in an assuring way that actually worked but he didn't even realize himself that how soft his expression was during saying that. It was not a big deal for Sasuke; he just had to fuse the arm to the body of doll with chakra. Yes, he is very skilled in the dealing with any kind of out of blue situation but a moment ago he was panicking at the prospect of being a father.
The girl was sitting peacefully on his lap now, watching him fix her doll but Sasuke was paying more attention to the cute doll sitting on his lap rather than on his work. She looked just like sakura apart from her coal black eyes. She even had her mother's crying habits and the same smile which she was now displaying. In her beautiful porcelain skin she looked just like a china doll .Sasuke felt a sudden urge to hold her close.
'I won't let anyone break you my porcelain doll, I will protect you throughout my life, and I will never let those tears stain your beautiful eyes. You are the daughter of uchiha sasuke. 'Sasuke thought in his mind proudly while looking at his own doll not the one he was repairing. He had just met her and he was thinking that way, he didn't even remember the precious time he had spend with her or how he had created her but here he was already feeling so strongly bonded to her.
'Is this the power of bonds? Is this the strength of blood relations?' thought Sasuke. Even she look and act like sakura whom sasuke of the past abhor for some reason, he still wanted to protect his newly discovered daughter, the one who is made from his own flesh and blood.
"It's done now. Look!" Sasuke said while handing over the doll to the pink haired girl, no older than 3 years.
The girl took it from her father and looked closely. Instantly her face beamed and she looked up towards Sasuke's face with eyes sparkling with joy. Sasuke's heart warmed up a bit. Next she stood up in his lap and hugged him while wrapping her chubby and small arms around his neck and pecked him on his cheek.
"Thank you daddy. You are the bwest" the little girl said in her cute voice.
Sasuke didn't know what to do at a moment. He was feeling warm and at peace. He was there, with someone that had his own blood, and he was able to make that person happy, he was able to do something to make its pain vanish and he was recognized by it, which he wasn't able to do a long time ago. He thought the massacre happened because he couldn't do anything to save his uchiha blood but now someone having his own blood was thanking him. A smile was already daring to appear on his face. He put his hand on the back of the little girl lightly so that she didn't fall down and the girl hugged him strongly in return.
"Hana! Hana! I found it, I found it" called someone from the hallway. From its voice it seemed like it was a child.
The girl in sasuke arms sat down again on his lap and began to watch towards the door intently, waiting for the said child to come in.
Sasuke's heart on the other hand was again beating loudly.
'Could it be? No way, it's just 6 years and two with that woman... and a boy! 'These incoherent thoughts were running in Sasuke's mind. He was horrified; yes the mighty Uchiha sasuke was horrified at the prospect of having two children and especially a boy- an heir. If he had an heir, it means his second goal is completed. But that heir had yet to show up. And after a few seconds a small, cute and chubby little sasuke entered the bedroom. He stopped for a second to spot the other people in the room and after finding out that they were sitting on the bed, he made his way towards them.
That little boy was the miniature version of sasuke with same coal black deep onyx pools and black hair. He didn't have emerald eyes like his mother because the uchiha traits were dominant. However sasuke sighed in relief that he didn't have pink hair otherwise his child would have hair issues throughout his life like his mother had forehead issues.
'Damn how can I be so careless about the choice of women, what if uchiha traits were not dominant.' thought Sasuke menacingly. He just couldn't accept the fact that sakura had actually stayed true to her words and provided him a life that couldn't regret.
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A lost memory:
"Please stay, I promise if you will stay, you will not regret it, everyday will be fun. I will do everything for you" a desperate girl cried but her cries fell on the deaf ears of the boy whose heart was possessed by the will of revenge.
End of memory.
Sasuke didn't know why the flashbacks of that night were haunting him since he had come to the future but maybe this memory was the key to the first step of his salvation. A cute voice pulled sasuke out of his thoughts.
"Hana, look! I found it, now I will fix your doll" the raven haired boy said by holding up a transparent tape.
"Dai-niichan, wook daddy has already fixed it, dad is the best." Hana said while bringing the doll towards the little boys face.
'Dai! What kind of name is that, the dobe would have suggested that' thought Sasuke but he knew that it would be a pet name.
The said boy took a glimpse at the doll, watching it repaired, turned his face towards his father, his eyes showing pure adoration and respect for his father. He then climbed at the bed and sat beside him, still looking at sasuke with sparkling eyes.
"Dad, you are great. You can do everything." the little boy said while hugging him.
At that time Sasuke didn't know how to feel. He had once promised himself that he would not become a father like his dad. He would never create a wall of strength and work around himself so high that even his own children would have problem climbing that. He would never become that ignorant that his children have to struggle so hard to get his little attention. And here he was now, with his children. He felt like he had not done the mistakes his father did. He always feared that he might become like his own father-distant, unemotional, obsessed with clan, but that was not the case. He hadn't become like him and deep inside he also knew that someone else played an important role to prevent him from becoming like his own father. Sasuke felt an unrecognizable happiness surging thought him.
"Daddy! Mommy said you have no work today. Teach me some new techniques today and also show me how you fix that doll" said the little boy while pulling on Sasuke's shirt.
"Next time I will not fix it myself and wouldn't let Hana cry." miniature version of Sasuke added.
Sasuke felt extremely proud at his son. He was a great brother; Sasuke could clearly see that and he would save Sasuke the trouble to kick away the idiots who will try to approach his daughter in the near future. Sasuke patted his head proudly.
"Yeah, daddy is at home, we will also play tea party, ne" said Hana squealing excitedly.
Sasuke remember sakura saying about his day off earlier. The two children were looking at him expectedly with extremely cute faces that even a stone hearted person couldn't have resisted it. This time sasuke knew what to say to them.
"Of course, anything you want today, my dear children." Sasuke said while patting their head, not knowing he was actually smiling.
"Yeah!" both children shouted in unison.
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At the same moment, a pink haired woman called in a stern voice, "Sasuke, Hana, and Daisuke! Hurry up and come down stairs, the breakfast is going to get cold"
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A/n: finally I completed this chapter. I have been busy for the past few days but now I am free. It means more fast updates. ;)
I hope Sasuke was not out of character with his children. I try my best to keep him in character because I like him in character. ;)
To make Hana look cuter I intentionally didn't spelled some words correct.
You might have already understood but just to be on the safe side I have also given correct spelling below.
Here is the correct spelling.
Wook= look
Bwoken=broken
Fwix=fix
Bwest=best
To avoid confusion about future timeline.
At 18: sasuke came back to konoha.
At 19: he married sakura. (Lol, I know it's fast but I think it can happen.)
At 20: they had Daisuke-their First child.
At 21: they had Hana.
Now sasuke is 24 years old according to the future time.
Hana's age: 3 years
Daisuke's age: 4 years
Bye and review pwease.
I have reedited it now. The previous one was so embarrassing with all those mistakes and stuff. I am glad I decided to re -edit it. It's hell of a better now. Thanks for keeping up with me before.