I'll Make My Own

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Well no one complained about the different names, so we're going with our Sasuke will be called Daisuke by everyone else and the flirty Sasuke will just be known as Sasuke. Daisuke will still think of himself as Sasuke though. So when a scene is shown from his perspective, you will see him call himself that.

Chapter Notation: Things get a little weird with Hinata's reaction towards everything, but I still view it as being relatively in character for her. Oh and please feel free to weigh in on whether or not Sasuke should have the Rinnegan in this. I lean towards he doesn't or he would have to active it consciously because otherwise, people would have reacted before now. Happy reading.

Chapter 4

Menma wasn't sure whether she wanted to laugh or to hit Hinata at the moment. The woman obviously didn't have an issue with there being two Sasukes at all. If anything, she was a little too excited about that fact for it to be completely normal.

"So he's Daisuke." Hinata nods as she glances at the newcomer. "You're still Sasuke though." The bluenette looks at her boyfriend. "But you're the same person."

It was pretty complicated to say the least. Everyone was still adjusting and that Menma wasn't just talking about the Uchiha Clan, but the entire village. It wasn't every day that someone suddenly got an identical twin out of nowhere.

Daisuke's cheeks were starting to turn a light shade of pink. "Well, I suppose that's one way to look at it." The poor guy was blushing and Menma couldn't blame him. "It's complicated." The Hyuga Heiress was practically undressing him with her eyes.

The only reason Menma said practically was because Hinata's Byakugan wasn't activated. Otherwise, the blonde would have accused the other ninja of doing exactly that.

"Yeah." Sasuke beams as he slings his arm around Daisuke. "It's working out great though. He's only been with us for a week, but the Clan doesn't seem to mind."

That was likely stretching the truth a bit. Menma had seen the looks that the other Uchihas gave Daisuke. Most were some combination of confusion, bewilderment, friendliness, sympathy, and even the occasional mistrustful look. Though no one could argue with a DNA test.

Hinata nods at that and smiles. "So does that mean I have two boyfriends?" Wait. What?

Hinata did not just say that. There was no way that Menma had heard that correctly.

"You're kidding me." She scoffs at the thought. "It doesn't work that way." At least, she didn't think it worked that way. "They're the same person, but they come from two completely different worlds. So they're personalities aren't the same."

Besides, how would that even work? People would so freak and Daisuke was already blushing anyway. He couldn't handle someone like Hinata.

The feisty Hyuga Heiress glares at her. "That's not up to you to decide." Damn. Maybe, Kurama was right. "That's up to Daisuke and Sasuke." Hinata could be scary when she wanted to be.

Neither Sasuke seems to know how to react to that. Though it was obvious their version of Sasuke was pouting.

"Am I not enough for you, Kitten?" Oh boy. "I mean I guess I get the argument, but I thought were doing fantastic."

It was time to get Daisuke out of there as quickly as possible. Hmm. Maybe, she should just grab him and they could Flicker off somewhere together. That thought had definite possibilities.

Hinata actually squeaks. "No, it's not that." Well, that was new. "It's just I'm not really sure what the rules for this situation are." Who knew that Hinata could squeak? She'd always been so fearless.

"I guess you're right." Sasuke smiles and kisses her forehead. "The answer is no though. I couldn't share you with anyone." Uh huh. "Not even myself."

Menma shakes her head at that. She didn't know why she felt so relieved to hear Sasuke say that, but the blonde did.

"Well, I'm glad that you two have patched things up." She grins at them, trying to regain some control over the situation. "I think Mikoto wanted a few things picked up at the market though and it'd be good for Daisuke to be seen out and about. Plus, I'm sure you guys want some alone time anyway."

That and Menma just wanted out of there. She didn't like this feeling. Was she actually jealous? No way. That couldn't be it.

Hinata nods and smiles. "Alright." She smiles at Daisuke and actually blushes a little. "Sorry. It's just really confusing." The bluenette extends her hand to him. "Friends?"

Daisuke nods and shakes her hand. "Friends." Menma got the impression that he wasn't nearly as smiley as their Sasuke under most circumstances.

She could see it in the way he moved. It was graceful, but cautious. Like he expected the ground to just cave underneath him or something.

"Great!" Sasuke grins at his 'twin.' "So Menma can show you around the market. I should probably take Hinata home." He rolls his eyes as if something was thoroughly inconveniencing him. "Her father is really strict about well, everything."

Hinata looks ready to protest that, but Sasuke had already taken hold of her hand and was leading the feisty Hyuga away. "Sasuke!" He just smirks as they head off though. No doubt, the couple had 'discussed' Hiashi Hyuga's charming personality dozens of times before.

Daisuke blinks as he watches them leave. He just looked so confused and Menma had a pretty good idea why that was.

"So if I remember this right, everyone here is the opposite of how they were in your world?" She intertwines her fingers with his reassuringly.

Daisuke shockingly enough returns the gesture without any hesitation. "I wasn't here last time and I've really had a chance to mix with many people outside my Clan yet." Oh right. "Though that is what Naruto told me."

His eyes roam over her body from head to toe. If it was anyone else, Menma would have thought they were checking her out. This was Daisuke though.

"It's still weird for you." She shakes her head in amusement. "The fact that I'm a girl in this world." It wasn't a question from her perspective. This was an undeniable fact.

Daisuke nods without any sense of shame. "You're not entirely wrong." Uh huh? "It is weird, but I wouldn't call you a girl." What?! "You're a woman." Ohhh.

Hmm. Maybe, Daisuke and Sasuke weren't all that different after all. Was he flirting with her? It sounded like he was.

"That's right." She grins at him. "You better believe that I'm a woman. Now, let's go and pick up those groceries for Mikoto."

That was one woman that you didn't want to keep waiting. Anyone who could corral Fugaku, Itachi, and Sasuke was not to be trifled with.

"Sounds good." Daisuke walks along her side to the marketplace. "I get the impression your scared of my mother for some reason."

She gulps. "I have no idea what you're talking about." Menma would never admit that out loud. "It's your father who is the real hard ass."

Daisuke just smirks at her in exactly the same way Sasuke might. Yeah. This was weird. It was no wonder that Daisuke was on edge. He must be experiencing this surreal sensation all the time.

"That's true on the surface." They were getting closer to the market now and people were starting to start. "My father prefers to use his fists or Ninjutsu though. My mother prefers Genjutsu." Yeah. "And I know from personal experience, there is nothing worse than having your mind fucked with."

Why did that sound so ominous to her? Probably, because it was. Gods and Goddesses only knew what had actually happened in that other world.

"I guess that's true." She nods. "Though speaking of that particular subject, don't mind Sasuke. He'll probably try to find you a girlfriend."

Daisuke snorts at that. "So I've noticed." An eye roll soon follows. "I'm surprised he didn't put an advertisement in the paper."

Oh boy. Daisuke probably shouldn't have said that out loud. Menma really wouldn't put it passed Sasuke to do something like that.

"He still might." She giggles at him.

Daisuke smacks his forehead and groans. "I really hope he doesn't." Hmm. Then again, Daisuke did seem a bit more…bashful than Sasuke?

No wait. That wasn't the right word. No, he was more reserved. Yeah. That was it.

"Better cross your fingers and toes then." She smiles at him as the market comes into view. "We're here. Let's get those groceries before your mother makes us both believe we're kittens or something."

Seriously, Genjutsu was a scary thing. It wasn't Menma's style, but it definitely worked for ninjas like Mikoto, Itachi, and Kurenai.

"Well, there are worse animals." Daisuke smirks. "Though I see your point. Hopefully, the tomatoes are in good shape." Menma would never understand either Sasukes' obsession with tomatoes. Clearly, Ramen was superior, but whatever.

This time it was Menma's turn to roll her eyes. "Don't tell me that you're obsessed with kittens like him." Honestly, what was it with Uchihas, cats, and foreheads?

Daisuke gives her an incredulous look. Hey! That was so not fair. She was the normal one here.

"I like them." Right. "I wouldn't say that I'm obsessed with them."

Oh he was going to be fun to mess with. Daisuke just had a very expressive face. So did Sasuke, but it was easy to understand the flirty version. This one was something of a mystery.

"Whatever you say." She smirks at him as they explore the marketplace. "Let's see if we can find some tomatoes and try not to adopt the first stray cat that you see."


Meanwhile back in the Uchiha District, Fugaku raises an eyebrow. Their house had always been clean, but today he could have eaten off the floor. It was that pristine.

"Is there a reason why your floor is sparkling like diamonds?" He glances at his eldest son in concern.

He knew what this was. It was stress cleaning. A trait that the Uchiha prodigy had no doubt inherited from his mother.

Itachi rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "Because I just cleaned it?" Itachi really should know better than that.

"It's not that I don't appreciate the extra help around the house." Of course, he did. "But I know you. You only do this when you're feeling uneasy about something. What happened?"

The other Uchiha shakes his head as he looks out the window. Fugaku wasn't particularly sure that he cared for that far away look in Itachi's eye.

"It's more what hasn't happened." His son sighs. "Daisuke has been adjusting remarkably well to all of this and we know enough about his world to realize that this one is almost nothing like the one he came from."

The thought had crossed the Chief of Police mind as well. Far more than he wanted to admit. He just hadn't wanted to jinx things by actually saying it out loud.

Apparently, Itachi was braver than him in some respects. He'd actually found the courage to ask the question that had been on Fugaku's mind for awhile.

"Yes, he has." The Uchiha patriarch sighs as he nods. "I'll have your mother talk to him." Mikoto was better at that sort of thing.

"I could talk to him." Itachi puts away the mop. "I am his brother."

That was an interesting idea and normally, Fugaku would take Itachi up on it. This wasn't a standard situation though.

He places his hand on Itachi's shoulder and sighs. "That's kind of you to offer, but I've seen the way he looks at you." The haunted expression would likely forever be burned into Fugaku's mind. "Even more than the rest of us, he looks at you like you're a ghost. It might be best to leave this up to your mother."

"Perhaps you should do it instead?" Itachi smiles at him.

His faith in Fugaku's abilities was touching, but he knew his limits. This just happened to be one of them.

"It's best if she does it." Fugaku smiles at Itachi. "I'll be there to offer moral support, if it's required."

His son snorts at him. Hmpf. Well, Fugaku wasn't a fool. He knew when to bow out and this was one of those times!

"In other words, you're likely going be sleeping on the couch for the foreseeable future." Itachi chuckles.

Sadly, the Uchiha patriarch couldn't argue with that line of reasoning. It was likely true.

So he just shrugs. "On the rare occasion such a thing happens, she knows she's punishing herself just as much as me." To which Itachi pales considerably. "I'm certain that Izumi feels similarly about your spats with her."

"Father, I really do not wish to have this conversation." Itachi shakes his head quickly. "I wish mother the best of luck and if you need anything, please let me know. I think I should head home." Uh huh. "Izumi is probably waiting for me."

Well, that was true. Fugaku knew an excuse when he saw one though and that's most assuredly what Itachi had just done. He'd made an excuse and now, the young Uchiha was scurrying off faster than any mouse could ever hope to.

"It works every time." Fugaku smirks. "Nothing makes someone squirm more than discussing Kunais and Pouches with their parents."


An hour later, Sasuke smiles as he heads 'home' with Menma by his side. The errand had taken longer than expected. Mostly, because Menma was just as much a chatterbox as Naruto was.

"So yeah, don't worry." She grins at him as they head into the Uchiha District. "Everyone understands the situation and if you act a little weird, they all expect that to happen."

She meant that to be reassuring. Sasuke knew that, but he wasn't the weird one in this scenario. Everyone else was.

"Good to know." He wouldn't actually say that to the busty blonde though.

He was enjoying watching her breasts jiggle slightly when she got particularly animated about something too much to do that. When life gives you jiggles, it was best to go with it.

She nods at him. "So do you have any questions?" Oh he had a million questions, but Sasuke didn't even know where to start.

"Lots of them." He smiles at Menma. "For now, I'm just going to go with it. Everyone has been disturbingly understanding and I'd rather get this food home before it spoils."

That was as good an excuse as any. If Sasuke started asking questions, he'd never be able to stop.

The other ninja smiles and nods. "Yeah." She laughs as she looks around the District. "I guess this all must be pretty surreal to you, but you'll get used to it."

Sasuke nods at that as he heads towards his house. "I'll see you tomorrow." He throws her one last look. "I do need to get some training in and don't think that I'll go easy on you just because you're a woman."

As predicted, that comment elicits some rather hilarious results. Menma might be female, but she was still Naruto in a way he didn't entirely understand.

"You're such a bastard sometimes!" Even down to the stupid nicknames. "Why would anyone hold back just because they're opponent is a girl?"

Sasuke just smirks more at that as more Uchihas watch them with bewildered and amused expressions. "Don't' ask me." It was hard not to tease Menma. "Your male counterpart is the one who always hesitated to throw a punch at any female opponent until they attacked first." With that lovely gem being delivered, he darts inside his house.

Only to be ambushed by his own mother. Well, things were no doubt about to get very interesting.

"Do I want to know why the Hokage's daughter is calling you a bastard?" She raises an eyebrow and places her hands on her hips.

That gesture really shouldn't have been as intimidating as it was. Maybe, his inner child or some bullshit was still alive and well after all.

"I just told her that I'd like to train with her tomorrow." He shrugs. "For some reason, she took it the wrong way when I said I wouldn't hold back."

His mother was far too perceptive to fall for such a simple explanation. "You commented on her 'new' gender." Which was probably why she was the matriarch of their Clan. "Didn't you?" They both knew that wasn't really a question.

Alright. He had been hitting below the belt, but who could resist? Blondie brought it on herself sometimes.

"Maybe." Sasuke sighs, knowing he had been caught.

Mikoto laughs softly and shakes her head. "I suppose the two of you will always bicker like cats and dogs." Yeah. It was good to know that some things were universal. "Did you get everything on the list?"

His mother had given them a list. It was very thorough. Exactly, like the ones she used to make when he was actually a child.

"Yes, we've got everything." Sasuke starts putting away the food. "So did I miss anything while I was gone?"

Silence. It was amazing how a few seconds could change the entire atmosphere of a room. All it took was for his normally social mother to go quiet for a brief period of time and Sasuke knew something was wrong.

"Not exactly." She hugs him. "We're just a little worried about you." This wouldn't end well. "I know a bit about the other world, but not much. If you ever want to talk about it, we're here for you."

Oh. On second thought, that wasn't so bad. They meant well. It was just that this version of his family had never fully experienced the horrors of his world.

"I know I can." Sasuke sighs as he turns around and hugs her. "It just seems like it's inviting bad luck to talk about it. Every other time that I've been happy, it always gets snatched away." He blinks rapidly trying to fight off the tears that wanted to come because Sasuke Uchiha was not going to cry in front of his mother.

"We figured it was something like that." Mikoto brushes his bangs away from his eyes. "It's not, Daisuke. It's healthy to talk about things that bother you." She giggles slightly. "Preferably before Kushina's daughter beats you black and blue at training tomorrow."

That was just galling. "Well, you don't have to worry about her beating me up." Sasuke smirks at his mother. "I don't know what my other self is capable of, but I can always hold my own against any Uzumaki!"

Mikoto giggles and shakes her head. It was as if his mother thought that declaration was funny for some reason.

"I suppose some things never change." Mikoto smiles at him. "You'll be alright though. You're with us now." Sasuke could only hope that was true.

Could he really have all this? His family back and a fresh start? It seemed too good to be true, but maybe he hadn't been lying to Naruto about making his own reality. Here, that was a definite possibility.