Disclaimer: I'm as unlucky as everyone

Warning: OOC, incest, Mpreg and slash

Summary: Oedipus Complex – an unconscious sexual desire that a son feels for his mother, combined with hatred for his father

Pairing: NaruOC, slight SasuNaru

A/N: Firstly, I'm sorry for the long wait! Second, ukkyu! And third, please read and review!

Oedipus Complex

Feshnie

Chapter 7: A Year Older

He looked at pale hands and flexed it before turning back to look into the large mirror at a pale young man with shoulder-length blonde hair. His eyes trailed down to his chest where pink nipples stood proudly, stiff from the cold. His eyes travelled lower till it reached his limp manhood. He stared at its size before turning away and unfolding a bathrobe that was neatly folded on a chair near him.

After placing it on and securing the tie around his small waist, the door opened and he saw, with a churn in his stomach, Sasuke walk into the room, holding a blue bundle in his arm. He hurriedly ran to the man and took the bundle into his arms. The baby wrapped in the blue blanket only shifted slightly before returning back to slumber.

"How does it feel?" Sasuke's cold voice interrupted the silence, making Naruto look up at him.

"I can get used to it," Naruto replied with a small voice, hugging his son to his chest protectively as if someone was about to jump out of the shadows and take him away. "It's not like it hurts anymore."

"Then you can return to your room," ordered the father of the small infant, turning to leave the room with an air of chill. "It has already been set up."

"Thank you," Naruto mumbled, turning away from the door to gather his things before moving to his new room.

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"Rei," Naruto spoke after a while of looking around in awe. "This is…wow. It's not even my birthday and yet I'm the one surprised."

The dark-haired man of nineteen grinned largely, steering his mother to the edge of a table where it was full of chips, creams, fruits and pies. The chef, Shintouji-san, neared them and Reigi left the two to get drinks.

"How have you been, Naruko-sama?" the elder man said, bowing slightly. Naruto smiled warmly at him.

"I've got to say I've seen better days," Naruto replied with a sigh, still smiling. "But recently Rei has been overwhelming me in more ways than one."

A thick brown-grey eyebrow rose at the hidden insinuation but he didn't plunder deeper at the implication as he offered a plate of apple slices. Naruto took one with a 'thanks' and sunk his teeth into the fruit, sucking on the juices before eating it.

The evening was filled with light music and chatters as Naruto spent time walking around the dining hall and talking to everyone. Reigi complained, quietly to his ear with a disappointed voice, that the party seemed more like a funeral than it did to a real party and he deliberately started a food fight by throwing strawberry jelly to Naomi.

Naruto felt a little at ease, amongst the continuing hurtles of food everywhere, when a fellow gardener, who came in a little late, told him that he saw Sanada still doing some sweeping at the front door. Only god knew how much he wanted to avoid that woman.

When it was time Shintouji, who had miraculously pulled the cake into the kitchen moments after the war ensued, announced that Reigi was to cut the cake, Naruto, his hair covered in pineapple jelly with nuts, his back smothered with pie and the side of his face slightly grazed by chocolate, was brought to stand in front of the cake with Reigi, whose back covered by blueberry pie, the left side of him covered by apple juice and his chin was swiped with a banana split. The knife was held in his hands while Reigi's hands closed around his. After a loud and energetic birthday song, the knife was slid into the spongy blueberry cake. A slice of cake was produced and he was given the privilege of feeding it to Reigi who took a large bite. The remainder of the slice was taken from his hands by his son and he too was fed. The crowd cheered and laughed at Naruto's blush.

Gradually, the party came to an end and Reigi announced that it was time for them to return to their room. With a wave and a thank you and sorry, they left the festivity. As they neared the stairs going up to the first floor, Naruto felt his head spin. He reached out a pale hand to Reigi and the man stopped in his tracks.

"Naru-kaa-san, what is it?" asked the young man worriedly, holding the small shoulders in his hands and peered at the slightly crouched form. His mother's face was as white as paper and his lips parted as if he wanted to say something but nothing came out before he collapsed to Reigi's chest. "Naru-kaa-san! Someone! Help! Kabuto-sensei!"

He opened his eyes a slight fraction before blinking once to get over the haze of sleep and looked around. Murmurs could be heard somewhere but he couldn't decipher what it said. Two silhouetted figures stood with their backs upon him, one sitting and one standing, in front of what appeared to be a working desk and a bright table lamp. At closer inspection, he noticed that he was in one of the underground rooms, ones which walls were of the colour of mud and nearly always smelled dusty, with rows of bookshelves lining the walls and boxes stacked at available spaces. Books, papers and scrolls were scattered on the floor while a pile of clothes was standing, rather unruly, by one of the two doors in the room. He also noted that he had been striped to the skin and laid under a grey blanket.

"Kabuto," he spoke softly and the two figures straightened and turned towards him. The one who had been sitting down stood up and made his way to his lying form but not before murmuring something to the other one. Naruto blinked once more and stared at the other figure, trying to make out who it was.

"The brat's not here, if you're wondering," spoke the familiar cold voice, sounding indifferent and unconcerned. Naruto turned away and gave a small frustrated sigh for no particular reason.

"How are you feeling?" asked the man who he had referred as Kabuto, helping him sit up. The blanket pooled around his waist.

"Wish I felt better," answered Naruto tiredly as Kabuto examined his body closely, the tips of the fingers placed with a small amount of chakra, prodding and poking at certain places, checking his pulse, inspecting his eyes and in his mouth, until he was satisfied.

"It's been too long, Sasuke-sama," said Kabuto with a sliver of forlorn. He turned away and walked to the messy table, where he inspected papers and opened books; all the while Sasuke had been silent. "If Naruto continues using it, he won't last long. It can be fixed but the expenses are higher compared to just transferring it to a new vessel and it would probably last much longer than having it fixed."

Naruto feigned a small cough and after seeing that the two had turned towards him, lay on his side, his back facing them, while pulling the blanket to his chin. "I hate to listen to people talking about me as if I'm an object and not in the same room."

"If there are no suitable vessels, I can have it arranged so that my men can start scavenging in a nearby village for a new one."

"No need," Sasuke murmured, yet his voice seemed to be carried to every part of the room, sending a shiver down Naruto's spine. Silence filled the room for a while and the blonde felt something ominous approach him before a shadow fell onto his body and grew steadily larger, then a hand fell onto his waist. "I already have a vessel."

Naruto tried to shift away from the offending hand but felt it grip firmer.

"When can it be done?"

"Immediately, Sasuke-sama."

The dark sky was clear that night along with the stars, which looked like diamonds among a still, black sea, and the moon, shining the brightest among the pearls in the vast sky, was present to the onlookers below.

One of them, finally turning the age of nineteen that day, was Uchiha Reigi, the son of the oddest mix of genes of Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto. He was currently waiting for the arrival of the latter parent whom had collapsed after his planned birthday party. He had sent the small and ashen-faced man to the family doctor, Kabuto-sensei, in moments notice after it had happened.

That was scarcely ten hours ago and now his patience was wearing thin by anxiety and guilt.

He had paced the room, played with kunais, arranged the bed countless of times, ate his dinner, took a shower, paced the room, did target practice on a doodle of his father's head, folded the dirty clothes, paced the room again and even carved his full name on every chair in the room yet it still didn't stop him from feeling worried, useless and bored. Currently, he was trying to carve the sharingan on the veranda but every now and then he would find his eyes trailing upwards to stare at the moon that his mother was so fond of and he would be reminded of the man.

He sucked in a breath of the cool night air, as he closed his eyes, and felt the inside of his mouth dry, leaving a chilly feeling, before he blew out, his mouth feeling warm once again. He gave a grim lopsided smile before opening his eyes to look at the moon once more. A slight shadow blurred the side of the moon already and he turned away, placing the kunai that he had carved the sharingan with into his pocket, to step inside his room.

The lights were off as if the occupant had fallen asleep or were not present in the room. Reigi didn't feel it was necessary without his mother there with him because his trained eyesight could see well through the moonlit room. The room felt disturbingly empty and dark without the blonde. The silence in it felt heavy and secretive as if there were wordless whispers running around that he couldn't catch. Every breath that he took in the room sounded as if it could rattle the glass and footstep, in and out of the room, echoed vividly that every unknown footstep outside the closed door sent a shiver down his spine.

The room seemed empty, silent, dark, lifeless and suffocating without his mother's presence in it.

It was as if he had taken his mother for granted all this while.

The door creaked open and Reigi's senses were immediately on alert, looking at the newcomer. Heavy footsteps entered slowly inside and he stiffened.

"Evening, Reigi-sama," Kabuto's firm voice filled the silent room

"How is he, Kabuto-sensei?" he asked in a low voice.

"He's fine. Sasuke-sama wants you to pick him up now," the older man said, beckoning him to the door. Reigi followed without question and they walked in silence, Kabuto leading while he made the rear.

They descended four flights of stairs, going deep under the mansion where the doctor spent most of his time in. Laboratories upon laboratories lined the first level underground with toilets and storerooms squeezed between while rooms upon rooms, all of which their door were shut and locked, filled the second level. A faint light and buzzing sound came from the stairs leading deeper but they passed it without a second glance. Reigi was led to the sixth room, which door stood ajar and a dim light escaped through its cracks.

"He's inside," Kabuto said before bowing and leaving.

Reigi, feeling excited and relieved to finally be able to see his mother, didn't bother to bow and quickly pushed open the metal door.

Naruto stood, as if in a trance, in front of a full-length mirror, not a single thread on his body. The light, coming from the mouth of a serpent figure on top of the mirror, made the blonde look like an angel with his pale white skin and bleach blonde chest-length hair. A towel lay limp in a C shape around the blonde's feet.

Words left him as he stared shamelessly at the naked man, drinking in the sight of his narrow shoulders, thin arms, small waist, round buttocks and lean legs. The man in question, however, sighed tiredly and left the towel on the floor for a bathrobe on a chair near the mirror.

While Naruto was fastening the tie around his waist, Reigi sneaked up behind his mother and slipped both hands around the now covered waist. The blonde let out a small yelp and turned his head slightly to see the smirking face of his son.

"Rei, you scared me!" Naruto said breathless, slumping tiredly in his son's embrace. Reigi laughed softly into his mother's ears and began to kiss his way down and up the blonde's neck. "Hey, that tickles. How long have you been watching me?"

"Hmm… let me see…" Reigi began to unfold the tie of the bathrobe and parted the robe so that the both of them were staring at the mirror that was reflecting a lot of Naruto's naked flesh. "From before you put on this offensive piece of cloth."

"Rei…" the words that followed died in his mouth as Reigi claimed his lips in a bruising kiss. A tan hand began to pump the limp member, earning him moans and gasps and a lot of writhing as a new arousal stood proudly in between a pair of pale legs.

"I missed you."

They had somehow ended up in their room after the unexpected intercourse in the underground room. Reigi was petting the long blonde hair of a beautiful woman leaning on his chest. The both of them were staring out the window, tired but unable to sleep.

"I haven't given you a present," said Naruto after a while, running her fingers aimlessly around her son's nipple.

"You don't really have to, Naru-kaa-san," the man replied distractedly.

"But I want to," the woman insisted, sitting up and crawling nearer so that her face was on level with her son's. "And – and I already have the perfect gift."

"Oh yeah?" Reigi asked playfully, leaning up to kiss the red lips. "Then, where is it?"

Naruto smiled and sat up, Reigi following her a second after.

"How long has it been since we last had sex?" Naruto asked eagerly, a faint blush coming to her cheeks. Reigi laughed at the question but made a pondering face before answering it a second later.

"About 20 minutes ago. Why, do you want another round, Naru-kaa-san?" Reigi smirked at the flushed look his mother was now sporting but it faded slightly when the blonde took his hand and placed it on her flat stomach.

"There's no doubt about it now," Naruto said in a low voice, ending with a happy sigh. The grip on Reigi's hand tightened slightly before a tear slipped down flushed cheeks, startling the man. "I'm pregnant, Rei; with your child."

Rei could only gape stupidly before a grin broke and he pulled his mother to his chest, where happy tears continued cascading down flushed cheeks. Just as sudden, he pulled away and stared into his mother's eyes.

"How are you sure?"

"I would've turned back into a man 10 minutes ago if I weren't pregnant," Naruto explained, wiping her tears with her left hand. A larger grin appeared on her son's tan face and he hugged her more tightly.

"This has to be the best birthday present I've ever had."

"I love you."

Surprisingly, Naruto woke up about half an hour after dawn to the sight of slender, delicate fingers lying limply balled on her pillow. She smiled happily yet tiredly at the sight of her female body as she climbed out of bed.

After taking a bath and dressing up, in her own clothes this time, Naruto heard a faint knock on the door and a maid entering, no doubt to send her the breakfast. It seemed that the maid herself was shock with the blonde's appearance that she nearly dropped the tray.

"Who – who are you? What have you done to Naruko-sama?!" the maid all but shouted, complete horror on her face.

"Ah! I – I am Naruko, seriously," Naruto said, backing against the wall when the maid really dropped the tray and pulled out a pocket knife, which she was brandishing shakily at the blonde. The maid was apparently the batch that arrived after Reigi was born and had never seen her in this form.

"You're lying! I'm not blind! Naruko-sama is a man and you are not!" shouted the maid hysterically, stepping closer but still shakily holding the knife in front of her.

"I seriously am! I gave birth to Rei. In this form!" Naruto all but shouted, pressing herself more flatly to the wall. The maid blinked and lowered her weapon slightly. "Have no one ever told you the story behind Rei's birth and the reason he had a male for a mother? It's because I can change into a woman!"

The maid stared slightly sceptically before a sudden realization dawned on her and she dropped the pocket knife. "I'm so sorry, Naruko-sama! I had never counted that I'll ever be able to see the other side of you!"

"Don't worry about it," the blonde said with a relieved sigh, detaching from the wall and tried to help the maid to clean the mess she had caused.

"Ah, please don't, Naruko-sama! I can do it by myself," the maid said frantically, picking up the larger pieces of the shattered plate and cup and placed it on the tray. "Please wait here while I call someone to clean this!"

"I'm about to head for the dining room also. So, just wait for me to grab something, okay?" Naruto said to the flustered maid and she nodded vigorously. Walking over to the bedside table, she pulled the drawer open and took a small wooden box, scarcely the size of her male palms, which she then slipped into the pocket of her light blue jacket. She turned towards the maid and walked to the door, overstepping the pile of spoiled breakfast.

About ten minutes later, Naruto was peacefully seated in the dining room waiting for her breakfast. The dining room, which just a day ago withstood hurtles and splatters of many kinds of food and gravy, now looked spotless clean with crystal clear, shiny floor, clean walls, two rows of neatly arranged wooden, carved chairs and a polished table. She was seated farthest from the entrance on the right side, near to the large glass window.

She stared longingly at the peaceful scene outside the kitchen. A garden of roses were planted into a waist-length little maze surrounding a white stone fountain with a statue of a naked boy holding a pot pouring with water while surrounded by 'u' shaped fishes, water coming out of their mouths. Beyond the maze of roses, were fields of grass with a single dirt road that led to the forest about twenty feet away. A lone log lay amidst the green grass, surrounded by earth crawlers and mushrooms and fungus. The lazy wind swept the area in a beautiful wave, taking Naruto's breath away.

"It's a nice day to be outside, isn't it, Naruko-sama?" asked Shintouji, startling the blonde. The sound of the clattering of a trolley announced the arrival of her meal.

"Yes, it is," she answered as her attention was diverted from the garden by the delicious smelling aroma of her breakfast. "Sit with me, Shintouji-san, please?"

"As you wish, Naruko-sama," the older man said with a bow before taking the chair next to the blonde. Years ago, even before Reigi was born, Naruto would always ask the chef to accompany her while she ate. They would talk about trivial things while Naruto worked the food down slowly. Naruto enjoyed the man's company and the same went otherwise. Shintouji was one of the closest people she came to associate with since she moved into the mansion.

Silence filled the dining room for a while, the only sounds disturbing the peaceful quietness was the sound of metal on china.

"It's been so long," Shintouji began, pulling Naruto's attention to him. The aged dark brown eyes stared at a painting of a small cottage on a prairie. "That I was starting to forget how beautiful you are as a woman, Naruko-sama."

Naruto blushed at the statement and immediately busied herself with scooping teaspoonfuls of sugar into her tea. "Rei would probably get jealous hearing that coming from you."

An amused chuckle met her ears and made a small smile appear on her face.

"It feels pleasant to enjoy these moments with you, Naruko-sama. I daresay even nostalgic," the man said, his voice full of gratitude and a kind of tiredness that sounded as if he had gone through a lot of mishap in his life yet still enjoyed it; a wise tone of an old lad as Naruto preferred to call it. "It makes me treasure it all the more and keep on hoping for more visits in the future."

"I'll be able to come down more frequently now," Naruto said though her voice held unhappiness. "I received a new vessel yesterday."

Shintouji seemed to understand for he felt pity towards the person sitting next to him. The blonde continued busying herself with her breakfast.

"So whose child is it?" asked the man innocently, nearly making the blonde spit out her tea.

There was joy and anxiousness as she hurriedly approached the tall, heavy double doors full of intricate carvings in the entrance hall, a skip in her steps. She stopped as she arrived and took a deep breath to calm her excited nerves and pounding heart.

"This is finally it," she mumbled under her breath, placing a hand on her chest and another on the brass handles and pulled the door open. It creaked slightly and light immediately crawled in through the doorway, casting a shadow behind her small body.

A small gust of wind swept over her, running through her blonde hair, whispering on her flushed cheeks and flapped playfully on her thin jacket. The feeling sent a pleasant shiver down her spine as she stepped out of the mansion after years and years of separation from the outside world.

A content sigh escaped her lips, her eyes taking the wondrous sight of stone tiles instead of marble tiled floors. She turned to her left and began making her way through a slightly smaller path than the main pathway lined by a short rose hedge on her right and the mansion's mossy walls on her left. She walked deeper and deeper, sometimes stopping to smell the roses or stare at the birds soaring freely in the bright blue sky. At the edge of the hedge of roses, stood a lone tree and a shed a little away. She took a left turn, facing a slight darker part of the mansion's backyard where her son was surely trying to fend off his father's attacks. She gingerly took a step forward, watching the forest, slightly away from the mansion, with an interested look. A sudden sound of a tree breaking in the distance made her turn sharply towards it, at a part of the forest that stood divided from the mansion by a river of crystal clear water.

A smile made it to her lips and she walked to the river slowly, taking in the sight of the training grounds that she had long since stepped on. A ghost of a memory came to her as she saw herself holding a little Reigi by the river, their laughter whispering in her ears. A gust of wind swept through her once more, bringing with it the memory of several years ago.

She let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding and looked up at the dark woods, its trees swaying in secrets and its darkness shadowed by mystery. She shuddered slightly, both from the chill of the afternoon and the gazes of the sea of tall trees.

"Naruto," an even voice called out to her from behind. She hesitantly turned, coming face to face with a burly man twice her height. Honey-brown bangs fell over emerald green eyes, thin lips set in a frown, slightly pointy ears peeked in between thin layers of brown hair and his skin was of the colour of sand, tan and rough looking.

"Syuruke," she regarded with a nod, shifting her eyes away from the person's piercing eyes.

"You shouldn't be here," the man said, his voice firm and deep. "The grounds are dangerous at this time."

As if to prove this point, a large branch hurtled their way from deep within the dark forest. She staggered slightly, her arms instinctively covering her face and bracing herself for the impact of wood on skin. A loud crunching and breaking made her peer through her lashes at the man before her whom had deflected the branch as if it was a mere fly.

The man turned to her and stared into her sky blue eyes with his piercing green. A deeper frown embedded on the thin lips as the man looked her up and down. She blushed without meaning to before quickly looking away, mumbling a curt 'thanks'.

"You should return," Syuruke spoke after a while. "I don't want shishou's wrath upon me."

Naruto slowly nodded with deject. She had not been able to see even a flicker of midnight dark hair or tan skin through the dense trees and it felt unfair that she had to return back without seeing her son. With slow steps, she approached the mossy walls of the mansion and cast a longing look at the trees before making her way back to the rose garden.

It was probably 2PM when Reigi reached the entrance of the mansion. A small scar, the result of a kunai, was apparent on his forehead and he was feeling extremely tired. Today, his father was, without a doubt, a happier man than the death god could ever be and Reigi, having to face the much violent Uchiha, couldn't help but feel that he had brought death upon his doorstep.

"I got a birthday present and a death wish," he muttered irritably, climbing the few steps to the giant doors.

"Rei?" an all too familiar voice called out and he very nearly tripped, whirling around in disbelief. His aching muscles and thoughts of the death god quickly disappeared.

"Naru-kaa-san?" he managed to refrain the thought of, 'what the hell?' from becoming vocal as he abandoned the stairs and stood before his mother. A happy smile lighted his mother's face as she wrapped her hands around the larger waist. He couldn't help but blink stupidly and flush.

"What are you doing here, Naru-kaa-san?" asked Reigi once the hold around his hips loosened. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"I felt healthy today that I decided to take a walk in the garden," Naruto answered eagerly, taking his hand and leading them towards the west side of the rose garden, walking through a small path lined by the hedge on their left and the mansion walls on their right. "I wanted to go see you but Syuruke made me come back so I took a walk as a change."

"Oh." Coherent thoughts left the man as he let himself get pulled by his excited mother. Deeper and deeper they went and it was about two minutes later that he knew just where he was being pulled to.

The boulevard stood beautifully just like how they had left it the day before. Their hands separated and the blonde took a seat on the fountain edge, palpably smiling as she looked around.

"We're here now," his mother said with a voice full of nostalgic, smiling with inexpressible content. Reigi sat by his mother's legs and felt a smaller hand comb through his dark hair. Reflex made him rest his head on his mother's lap as they both stared around in silent. "Where I grew up, there was a kind of boulevard at the main road."

He jerked his head slightly. His mother very rarely mentioned about her hometown. They were mere description as she shied away when he asked what her village's name was or who her friends were.

"It was near the front gates and the academy was just nearby," continued Naruto, her hand buried distractedly in her son's hair. "I can't really remember much clearly how it looked like…maybe it has changed already. But there was a stone road, a wide one that I often walked on. When I was much younger, I often sneaked around the doors playing pranks on newcomers or villagers living there. My academy teacher always got mad at me."

Reigi paid earnest attention at the reminiscing woman, her eyes staring at the sky between the lines of trees, a warm smile on her lips.

"It felt like just yesterday that he was smiling at me after tying his forehead protector on me." The nineteen-year-old started at this, pulling his head from his mother's lap and capturing the woman's surprised eyes.

"You're a shinobi?" The shock in his voice was very apparent that it nearly seemed as if the man thought the idea of Naruto being such a thing ludicrous. Frowning, Naruto stared more fixedly at her son.

"Of course I am," she answered confidently, the frown on her face lengthening. "I wouldn't have been able to use chakra if I wasn't one."

"No one bothered to tell me," Reigi countered, leaning back slightly and pressing both his palms on the rough ground. "I just assumed that you knew stuff like that. I mean a lot of lower ranked people in clans let their offspring master chakra control for daily activities like cutting and lifting stuff. I just assumed you were from one of those kinds of clans. You never tell me much, Naru-kaa-san!"

The last sentence sounded accusing and Naruto gave a small snort. She wanted badly to retort, 'you never asked' but knew that he did at countless times but she always kept her lips pursed about detailed information.

"I assumed your father told you," the blonde said instead, turning away with a louder snort. After a moment of silence, which Reigi took to send a small glare at the turned face, she exhaled a long breathe and stared unseeingly at the cobblestone by her feet. "Do you want to know, Rei? About me, I meant."

"Of course!" the boy responded, sounding near exasperated, rolling his eyes. "I've always wanted to know about you, Naru-kaa-san."

His voice softened considerably by the end of the sentence and he took hold of his mother's slender hand before taking a seat next to the blond. A calloused hand gently brought the pale chin closer and they shared a brief kiss.

"Please tell me?" Reigi said, looking into the bright blue eyes. A warm smile made it to his mother's mouth and once again, they shared a kiss.

It could have been a giggle; it could have been a small laugh; but whatever it was, it made the man's heart light to hear some kind of entertained noise escape the blond. He asked why she laughed and was rewarded another bout of, maybe it was because his mother was currently a woman, giggles.

"It's just that, when I was young, I used to get so worked up when I saw people kissing in public. Maybe it was because I had no one to do it with and felt, embarrassingly, jealous," the explanation ended with another kiss by Reigi, which he took liberty in making the woman breathless and pink.

"Tell me, Naru-kaa-san," began the young man, attacking the plump lips once in a while. They were sitting rather close to each other and one of Reigi's hands had wandered to the back of the blonde's head while Naruto had one on her son's lap and the other on the hard chest. "I want to know more about you, the enigma that I fell in love with."

Naruto turned scarlet at this comment and pulled slightly away from the inviting embrace. A cute pout formed on the man's face and she repented with a light press of their lips before pulling away completely in favour of standing up. She offered a hand at her son who took it but didn't pull on it.

"Let's take a walk," the blonde said once they were standing face to face, a pair of hand, one large and tan while the other small and pale, still holding each other. The man smiled and gave a small bow while his free hand spread to his side as if beckoning for the blonde to walk ahead. Naruto smiled warmly at the invitation but didn't reciprocate as she turned to the avenue. Still hand-in-hand, they spent the evening walking through the forest while the blonde told her son about her past. Naruto felt a little at ease after telling her son about the Hidden Leaf Village from where she came from and there was a positive response from Reigi regarding the place, if the excited look and abundance of questions was nothing to go by. There had been a little tear while the story about the nine-tailed demon was spoken of but the man eased it with a kiss here and a nibble there. It was when she started relaying out names that her son really paid full attention, a small frown of concentration on his face, obviously wanting to remember every detail. What really made Naruto happy was the fact that Reigi didn't tense every time his father's name was mentioned.

It wasn't until the sun had began to sink that the man's stomach seem unable to withstand not being fed and growled angrily, destroying a cuddly moment they were sharing while they stared at the orange sunset. Naruto chuckled softly behind her hand while a sheepish Reigi requested they retreat for the day. Arms wrapped around the other, a smaller one across a waist and a larger one across a shoulder, they made there way to the back entrance of the house where it was nearest to the kitchen.

The hallway that met the back door was ten times narrower and two times longer than the front hall with a lower ceiling and wooden floor; yet, between the two halls, this one was much more packed. A shoe shelf, packed full of dark coloured sandals, shoes, a few zoris and one pair of getas, was placed nearest to the door. The metal door next to the shelf read 'Store' in black paint while the one across it read 'Discard' in blue paint. Stacks of white bedspreads, pillow-covers, and blankets were lined by the wall next to the 'Discard' room. A few empty bottles of ketchup were lined across the fabrics.

Naruto and Reigi finally let go of each other in favour of walking through without knocking into anything.

Further up, they found a bathroom with five shower stalls and two sinks while a toilet, its door closed, was across it. Small rooms began to be seen, most of which doors were left open, filled with two closets and two bunk beds. Names were scrawled in a small box on the doors. Some had three names while most had four and six rooms were left nameless, apparently yet to be occupied. In between some of the rooms, junks and various objects were placed, some orderly and some haphazardly, and Naruto had the grace to blush when a stray condom could be seen squashed under a chipped mug. A large box, near a closed room labelled 'Washing room' was filled a quarter with maid and butler uniforms with a few stray daily shirts.

Reigi scrunched his nose at a particularly sour odour as he passed the box.

A few rooms after that, a stone opening, which emitted a blinding light contrasting with the dim hallway, could be seen. A metal board with the words 'KITCHEN' carved into it was placed on the arc entrance. The sound of boiling, chopping, beating and rustles of people moving around met their ear along with the delicious smells of roast meat and a number of other foods filled their senses.

The blonde entered the kitchen first before Reigi did.

"Naruko-sama! Reigi-sama!" a thin man exclaimed at the sight of them and everyone stilled in the kitchen to stare at the intruders.

"Get back to work all of you!" Shintouji barked at the workers, wiping his hands on a clean towel while he made his way to the mother and son. "Can I help you with something, Naruko-sama?"

Reigi's stomach growled at that precise moment and Shintouji's eyes widened slightly.

"We're here because of that," said the blonde, pointing at her son's stomach with an amused smile. Reigi looked away sheepishly when the older man smiled and clapped his hands together.

"I'll get the dinner ready then. Please wait in the dining room, Naruko-sama, Reigi-sama," bowed Shintouji, beckoning them out of the kitchen.

They did so, walking through the tables and stoves to the dining room. Reigi immediately took seat at the head of the table; Naruto, however, lingered by the large window, looking at the progressively dark sky. After a while, her son left his seat to wrap his arms around the small waist, eliciting a startled jump from the blonde.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing in particular. Just…" the words trailed away as she turned back to the moonless sky. The young man behind her bent slightly to place a playful kiss on her neck, making her shiver.

"Just what, Naru-kaa-san?"

"Just being thankful."

His body was aching tiredly once he remembered what he had gone through that morning with his father. His left hand still had a slight static feeling from an overuse of the Chidori. His treatment, which was the presence of his mother, did last for quite some time but once the blonde was out of sight and sense, it just came back full force.

Aside from his pain, his head was buzzing with wonderments and thoughts about his mother's sudden 'energy'. Where had the small, weak mother that he grew up with gone to? Did it have something to do with the incident after his birthday party or was it just normal for all pregnant women – I mean people – to become so energetic all of a sudden? Shizumi-san, a fellow maid, was once pregnant with her eldest daughter and he had witnessed her carry the bulging tummy around the mansion for nearly six months. She looked very lethargic and easily irate as her tummy grew but there was no sign of her getting more energetic than her usual chipper self.

Could it be possible that he had mistaken his mother for someone else? Or if someone had kidnapped his mother and placed another woman to play the part of Naruko until they had thoroughly tortured the blonde. To which the impostor really sucked at. But this thought was quickly dismissed when he thought back about what happened that evening.

Reigi leaned back on the cold stone of the mansion wall and stared unseeingly out the low window of the tower, sighing in the darkness. He had half a mind about finishing what he came for but just sitting there seemed more preferable to hic aching muscles.

The door to the tower opened with force and was immediately stilled by a small hand so that it didn't bounce off the walls. Reigi turned slightly, watching from the corner of his eyes, half expecting his mother to appear, but straightened when the person walked into the moonlight.

"Sanada," he said irritably, a glare in his eyes. The woman stood arrogantly in front of his sitting form, bashing her eyelashes.

"I knew you'd be here, Reigi-sama," she said, her cloying tone making Reigi feel like gagging. "I was starting to wander when I would get the chance to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk to you," Reigi barked angrily, standing to his full height, towering the woman easily. She faltered only a step back but seemed to find the courage, a second later, to fling herself to him, surprising the young man.

"Oh, Reigi-sama! Please don't say that!" she wailed in mock agony before Reigi pushed her away. "Why do you treat me like this? Don't you love me anymore?"

"No," was Reigi's simple answer before he walked past her to the door but was stopped by a tug on his upper arm.

"It's because of Naruko isn't it?" Sanada's voice was wavering, sounding as if she was about to cry. The man frowned deeply at Sanada's gallant show of disrespect for his mother. "Can't you see he's not meant for you? You are both related by blood! There is no way it can work out even though you share feelings!"

"What makes you think you have the right to say that?!" Reigi bellowed, wrenching his arm from her hold, forcing her to the floor.

"No sin is bigger than what you're doing. Not only are you performing incest, but to a man! A person of the same gender! Are you so blinded by his forged love to notice such things?!" Her face had taken on a wild look.

"Don't you say such things about my mother!"

"He is turning you into some kind of freak! He is in love with Sasuke-sama, not you! You are a mere puppet that has been taken advantage of to fulfil his unrequited desires! I can see it in his eyes."

"Shut up!" Reigi yelled, controlling his desire to beat the crap out of the woman. "You don't know what you're talking about!"

"I know, Reigi-sama," she said, standing up but a little farther away. "But you don't need to worry. You are still able to escape from his clutches. I can help you. You mustn't let him continue brainwashing you. He's only using your love for his selfish gains without wanting to return his own feelings. Let him be a mere nightmare in your past. End what he initiated, Reigi-sama."

Silence fell in the tower for a while and Sanada nearly smirked triumphantly at the slumped shoulders of the young man before it shook and laughter rang loudly in the tower. She gaped, shocked to see Reigi laughing so hard.

"Are you kidding me?" he finally said, looking away from her face with a large smirk on his face. "'End what he initiated'? I initiated it. I am the one turning him into a freak! I am using him to satisfy my desires! I practically raped him in the beginning! And you're telling me that I'm being taken advantage of? What a joke."

Sanada resembled a fish out of water at the words because her mind was having difficulty processing the information.

"Of course I know Naru-kaa-san loves Oyaji-teme but now he loves me. He said so himself," the words were said very tenderly as the previous smirk melted into a warm smile. "Stop talking nonsense, Sanada. You better get your facts straight before even thinking of turning me against my mother."

With that said Reigi turned on his heels and marched out the door, shutting it with a deafening bang. Sanada was left speechless and in rage. Stuffing her hand into her pocket and curling her hand around a small jar, she took out the aphrodisiac and threw it hard against the stone wall. It broke into a thousand pieces and scattered around the floor from the floor.

"I hate you, you stupid man-whore."

"How are you feeling?"

It was the second day that she had turned woman and in the morning, while eating her breakfast, one of Kabuto's helpers approached her. She was told that she needed to meet Kabuto for a check-up. That was how she ended up sitting half naked on the examination bed.

Naruto started slightly at the question, feeling a pair of chakra-fused fingers gliding over her abdomen.

"I'm feeling a lot healthier, if that's what you mean," answered Naruto truthfully. She couldn't help blushing when the fingers skirted lower, past the waistline of her pants.

"There's also nothing wrong with the temporary organs," Kabuto said, pulling his hand away and jotting a few notes on a piece of paper. He stood up and seemed to scrutinise the blond for a while before walking towards his desk.

Naruto openly stared at Kabuto after pulling herself up to sit straight. Disbelief still surrounded her at the thought that the man in front of her wasn't the Kabuto she once knew when she was a toddler. This man was the son of the former Kabuto that Sasuke had found after he raided the Akatsuki lair for his brother. Of course, Naruto didn't know much about the man because Sasuke wasn't really a talkative person and the fact that Kabuto himself had lost his memory when the cave he had taken refuge in collapsed didn't help at all.

The similarity between the father and son was undeniable except for the shoulder-length black hair and the rectangle glasses. There was also the fact that this Kabuto often dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt and a grey vest full of pockets. His skin was also deathly pale from insufficient sun exposure.

"Is there something on my back that has you staring, Naruto?" the deep voice asked playfully, not even turning. Naruto looked away in embarrassment and feigned a cough.

"Nothing. Just remembering stuff," she answered hastily. "Can I wear my shirt back now?"

This time, Kabuto did turn around and marched to her side. He placed a cool hand on the bare back making Naruto shiver slightly and ran his fingers over her spine. She arched her back slightly, exposing more of her breast as her head jerked back slightly and she sucked in a quivering breathe.

"What are you doing?" She asked, looking at the man from the corner of her eyes. Another hand slid onto her bare torso and urged her to lie down. The blonde did so without protest but still searched the impassive face for an answer.

"I need to check your lungs and your heart rate," Kabuto explained, gliding his hands at certain parts of her chest, his fingers covered by chakra to better enhance his sense of feel. "I didn't think you'd turn woman so soon after the operation. Your body is still in a delicate stage but it seems to be adapting to the transfer faster."

"I can't help my son's hormones," she muttered, twitching when the hot fingers brushed a nerve. Kabuto gave a small snort of laughter and received a glare from the blonde.

"You don't need to worry, Naruto," he said, pulling his hand away and handing the woman her shirt. She sat up and pulled the shirt over her head with a grunt. "The percentage of failure for your child is below 5. I can guarantee that. Just don't strain yourself emotionally and try taking more walks."

"How about the medicines?" Naruto asked, pulling the zipper of her jacket as she stood from the examination bed. "You told me that I didn't have to take it anymore but you still continued sending them to me."

Kabuto, his back facing Naruto, stilled in his actions and kept to himself for a while, seeming to arrange his words. When finally the man was ready to answer, the blonde had begun to wander if she should repeat the question. He slowly turned to face her and pale pink lips parted a fraction but no words came out. A second later, he clamped his mouth shut and looked away with something akin to frustration. Naruto was really curious now and vowed in her head to know the answer whether by force or not.

"Well?" she tried, cocking her head to the side slightly. Kabuto stared into the blue eyes for an answer and finally, with a frustrated huff, stepped forward and pulled the smaller body against his. Naruto was about to scream profanities when he began to whisper urgently into her ear.

"The medicines have lost its true purpose from the beginning. What they are doing is really eating your body up, making it weaker by the second." She gasped at this point, her eyes widened in disbelief. "But by eating it continuously, it lessens the decomposing period which is why you are told to take them everyday. Rei told me that you didn't eat it on that day and I suspect your body was too weak to ignore the pills for one day. It's like a drug that makes you addicted the moment you start and kills you the moment you stop."

"Then…why?"

"It is his way of keeping you here without a fight and killing you off naturally so that Rei wouldn't be so wounded by your loss." Naruto gasped, tears beginning to cloud her vision. How could Sasuke do this to her? "But the plan is no longer needed to be fulfilled because of the mission. I don't know what's going to happen after that but I can't promise that your life will be safe. I'm not the one who sends the medicines anyway. Those are done directly under his orders. That is why… That's why I told you not to eat it anymore after receiving the new vessel."

Kabuto pulled away to look into Naruto's tear filled eyes, full of betrayal and shock.

"Did you eat any since the transfer?" Naruto shook her head before lowering her face to the floor. "Good. It's better if you stay far away from it. Do – Do you want me to call Rei?"

"No, I need to be alone for a while," she muttered, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket. Kabuto nodded his consent and stepped away.

"Would you like to stay here or…?"

"I'd like that, thanks."

The hallway was only dimly lighted and the floor was uneven so his steps were full of caution. The sound of water dripping from a leaking pipe above him was mixed with the sound of his harsh breathing and furious strides. The knee-length cloak that he had threw on in his haste were somewhat restricting his arms' movement as it fell over his shoulder from the force of wind and rush. His lungs burned from the cold air but he was determined.

A loud bang echoed in the hallway, coming from farther ahead. He stopped walking, forcing his harsh breathe to be silent and stepped into a shadowed part of the hall. His trained eyes took in the surrounding and the approaching figure, which was deeply immersed in a book to notice him. But by the way he walked through the uneven hallway leisurely, made it obvious that the person was used to such a place.

Then the guy slipped on a small stone and fell.

"Au…." The man stood up and brushed his pants but before he could bend down and pick his fallen book, he was forced to the wall by a fierce grip on his shirt. He wheezed as all the air seemed to be forced out of his lungs. "Who…? Reigi-sama!"

"Kabuto-sensei," Reigi hissed, tightening his hold on the young doctor. "I want you to explain, in not more than 5 sentences, why I found my mother bawling her eyes out on the veranda after coming back from your place. You can start now."

"I…" words seemed to fail him and Reigi pressed harder, making the man choke. "Release me and I will tell you!"

The younger of the two did so, albeit distrustful, and Kabuto sighed in relief before turning serious. They glared into each others eyes, sharingan spinning dangerously in one pair.

"I am not in the position to tell you about this," Kabuto began cautiously but cowered slightly when Reigi hardened his glare, a trait he took from his father. "If you are too curious, take it up with Naruto!"

Immediately, the doctor clamped his hands over his mouth, realizing his mistake.

"You know her real name?" asked Reigi in shock, his sharingan ceasing its spinning. "How could you know about it? Tell me!"

Once again, the younger of the two managed to pin the man to the wall with his hand buried in the doctor's shirt. This time, however, the man was lifted off his feet.

"Tell me!"

"I – I know all about Naruto's past. About the nine-tails and Konoha and why she ended up with Sasuke-sama," Kabuto blurted out in a rush. He clawed and tug on the strong hand but Reigi ignored it. "It was essential that I knew of her history if I was going to use that jutsu on Naruto!"

"What jutsu?!" the grip on the shirt tightened as well as the force keeping the doctor to the wall.

"The advanced Oiroke jutsu! Sasuke-sama had to create a new jutsu to hold the woman form longer so that the baby could form like a normal one!" Kabuto was having a difficult time breathing and talking at once, and his face was turning a sickly shade of blue, so the youngest Uchiha released him. He landed with an ungraceful thump and took in the much needed oxygen. "Sasuke-sama…he didn't want Naruto to go through another miscarriage. So, in order to prevent that, I had to know all I could about Naruto."

"Naru-kaa-san…went through miscarriage?" the disbelief and shock in Reigi's voice made Kabuto turn away. The sharingan had also disappeared. "Why didn't…"

"I tell you?" a new voice came from their left and both turned. Naruto was standing on the end of the hallway, eyes puffy and red, holding a white long coat. The both men could only stare as she made her way slowly towards them. "Maybe it was because I didn't think it was important or maybe I just didn't want you to know. Could it be because of the guilt that I felt for killing the baby? Or could it be because of fear of hatred that you would hold against me for killing your only other sibling?

"I didn't give it much thought because the past was the past. But then you asked me if you could have a brother. I made everyone who knew about the miscarriage swear to secrecy after that, including Sasuke but I knew deep down that my past would come back to hunt me," Naruto finished and stopped approaching them so that they were now standing about 10 inches away from her. Red eyes, from her previous break-down, now looked tired and lifeless as she held out the white long-coat to Kabuto. "Here, I borrowed it for a while because it was cold."

"I – it's – no problem," he finally said after a while, taking the offered object.

"I trusted you," Naruto said in reply, her voice full of betrayal and resentment that Kabuto could only look down in shame, his shoulders sagging.

"I'm sorry, Naruto," he whispered. "I didn't mean to – one thing happened after another – there was no other way and – and it was better me then Sasuke-sama!"

"So it's true then?" Reigi finally found his voice, approaching his mother. "About the miscarriage?"

Blond bangs hid blue eyes as the blonde nodded solemnly.

"Naru-kaa-san!" Reigi shouted, his voice bouncing off the walls, making Naruto and Kabuto jump in surprise. "Give me more credit! Why, in the whole freakin damn universe, do you think I would hate you because of what happened in the freaking past?! Didn't it register in your head that I wouldn't be here if it didn't happen?! Would you have liked that?"

The incredulous look on Naruto's face would have made Reigi laugh had the situation not been so serious. He, instead, sighed and proceeded to hug his mother.

"I'm sorry for the whole 'wanting a sibling' thing. I didn't think it would lead to this," Reigi apologized, rubbing his mother's back absently. Naruto, having recovered from the shock, returned the hug, burying her face in Reigi's chest. "I'm really sorry."

"You're okay with it?" Naruto timidly asked, her voice broken by a sob. A chuckle escaped the dark-haired man.

"Of course I am. All I want now is Naru-kaa-san," Reigi replied, pulling away and leaning down to kiss Naruto. She blushed slightly, a tear escaping her eyes, and leaned up. Their lips were a few centimetres away and…

Kabuto coughed.

As if she had just been electrocuted, Naruto broke away from Reigi. Inwardly, the young man groaned and swore to cause bodily harm on the doctor once his mother was a safe distance away. He glared at him but the older man ignored him in favour of approaching his mother and placing the white coat over her shoulders while she wiped her tear with a handkerchief that he had pulled out.

"I'm also sorry, Naruto," Kabuto whispered into her ear. He stood straighter and spoke directly to Reigi. "I think it's better if we get to my room. It's warmer there."

Reigi was about to say 'no' to the invitation but Naruto nodded first and made her way to Kabuto's room. The owner of the room picked up his forgotten book and ran to open the door for her. Reigi's eyebrows twitched in annoyance. He never really liked this man very much because…the man had reasons to touch his mother and that got on his nerves a lot. Not to mention the maids kept saying the doctor was good looking and had a cute smile.

"Reigi-sama?" Kabuto called out, still holding the door open. The man in question only grumbled under his breath as he trudged unwillingly to the room.

The room was indeed warmer, unlike Kabuto's working place. Reigi wondered briefly if Naruto had ever set foot in the room. On one side of the room, two sofas were placed facing each other with a coffee table in the middle and a study desk a bit farther away. There was a closed door between the sofa and the study desk. On the other side, there was a bookshelf and a tidy bed. The room walls were bare and white. Reigi couldn't help but wonder where Kabuto kept all his clothes since the room had no kind of dresser or cabinet.

"Please take a seat," offered Kabuto, pulling up his desk chair for himself. Reigi tried not to become irritated when the man took a seat directly next to the blonde. He then saw why, as the older man pulled out a box full of medicines from under his coffee table.

"Why –" Naruto began to ask, eyeing the box timidly.

"Your unstable emotion can affect your body at this stage," said Kabuto, sounding professional. He took her hand and checked her pulse. Reigi watched silently from behind his clasped hand, stopping himself from pulling the hand that was touching his mother. "Please take off your clothes, Naruto."

The simple sentence was met with two different, but extreme, reactions.

"Here?! No way!"

"You pervert!"

"Can't you see Rei is here?!"

"Don't you dare do anything funny!"

"It'll be embarrassing!"

"I'll kill you!"

Both mother and son were panting by the time they had finished shouting and Kabuto was giving them both a disturbed look. "I – I am not a pervert, Reigi-sama. I'm a doctor. We can move to the examination room if you feel embarrassed, Naruto."

"No! It won't matter, right, Naru-kaa-san? I mean, I've seen you naked before. So there shouldn't be any problem, ne?" Reigi said in a rush, making Naruto turn scarlet.

"Okay…" she uncertainly said, unzipping her jacket. She could feel Reigi watching her intently and her face burned furiously. It was nearly a minute later that she was sitting half naked with a very intense gaze directed towards her. She tried to fight the need to cover her busty chest. Just like before, Kabuto pressed around her front and back with two chakra fused fingers but an inhuman growl could be heard when his fingers ran below her waistline. Naruto felt more than saw the young doctor flinch but he continued anyway.

"You're okay," Kabuto finally said in a small voice, retracting his hand away and jotting down notes on a paper he had pulled out from under the coffee table.

"Do you always keep things under your furniture?" asked Reigi, eyeing the coffee table as if something furry and grey would jump out of the box under it.

"Why yes," he answered monotonously, standing up and slipping the piece of paper into a thick folder. "If I place it somewhere else, this room would seem messy and I don't want my place to look like a rat's hideout."

Naruto felt that Kabuto had a lot of nerve saying something like that when his laboratory looked like a hurricane went through it but she kept her lips pursed as she redressed. Reigi, who had never stepped foot inside the man's laboratory, accepted the answer, nodding his head slowly with a contemplative look on his face.

"I even keep my clothes in a handmade closet under my bed," he continued offhandedly with his back against them. Reigi's eyes immediately sought out the object in question and looked at the white sheet covering whatever was under the bed. The sound of rustling paper made him turn back to the man. Kabuto had dropped three papers and was busy trying to align the file, with the words 'Naruto' written on the front, in his hands.

"Do you need help?" offered Naruto, already standing from her seat. He shook his head and threw the file onto the desk before bending to pick up the scatter of papers.

"It's fine," Kabuto said hastily, dumping all of them, file included, into a box under the table. "You should get some rest. I'm sure it's been a long day for you."

Naruto stared into space for a while, making Reigi and Kabuto exchange a brief look of confusion.

"Actually, there's something I wanted to ask your opinion on," Naruto finally said, turning to look back at the older man. "It's because of what you said earlier about those medications. Can I talk to you alone for a while?"

They both turned to stare at Reigi who stood up with an irate face and said loudly, "I'll be at the library if you need me. Don't you do anything funny, Kabuto-sensei."

"Rei!" scolded the blonde, blushing slightly.

"If I find out you stuck your hand down places it shouldn't be, I'll make sure you regret about it till you wither and die," threatened the younger man, glaring irritatingly at the doctor as he exited the room. "Jya!"

"I don't need to apologize for him, do I?" Naruto mumbled, more to herself.

"Of course not," Kabuto replied, taking a seat across of her, a seat that was previously taken by Reigi. "What is it that you need to ask my opinion for?"

"First I want to thank you for lying back there about the advanced Oiroke jutsu," said Naruto, grinning madly.

"It's hardly a lie," Kabuto countered back, grinning despite himself.

"But you shouldn't take name for a jutsu you didn't create."

"Ah well, Sasuke-sama won't mind if he didn't know." Dark eyes met bright ones in a contract of secrecy. "I'm sure you didn't want him to know about the real jutsu that I created. That would have brought out more questions."

"I don't know what to say to him when he finds out this baby isn't really mine," Naruto said with a pained expression. Kabuto reached out for her hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb in an act of comforting the blonde. "I wonder how long it would take him to figure out that it's not possible for you to create that jutsu."

"How would it not be possible?"

"Because you arrived in this place five years after he was born, you dolt," she said playfully, gripping the pale hand harder. "That jutsu was created in order for me to impregnate him."

"Ah well, it was a spur of the moment thing," said Kabuto apologetically. "So, what is it you wanted my opinion on?"

"I – I want to escape," Naruto began, her face turning serious and determined. She clenched her hands and stared into Kabuto's dark eyes. "If all I have waiting for me here is death, I want to leave! I've had enough of the bullshit Sasuke has been feeding me! If my body is no longer in any danger, as you've said, help me leave this place, Kabuto!"

Keiko, a maid in her late thirties with a loving husband and two beautiful daughters, was doing her chores quietly in the library. Although it wasn't really her duty to clean there, she did it for a fellow friend who happened to be in charge of the place. It wasn't really a bother for her as she didn't have anything to do at the moment.

A bit away from her, a lone man was sitting in an armchair, reading a book about weapons. Her eyes glanced at the man with the frustrated face and quickly turned away when he looked up.

The clock on the wall struck ten and the 'Ding!' rippled loud and clear in the silent air of the room. Space seemed to have stopped as she glanced at the object emitting the noise. It was 10PM and the young master had yet to leave for his chambers. He looked tired and irate in her eyes and she felt sorry for whatever he had to go through in the day that would have reduced him to such a tension-filled face.

"I can't take this anymore!" The young master, Reigi, shouted in frustration, throwing his book into the air and it landed with a thud on the floor a little away from the armchair as he stood up. Keiko, alarmed, turned sharply to the man while clutching the duster to her chest. "It's already ten! She's still with that pervert and I'm stating the obvious! If she doesn't get here by a quarter past two, I'm going to make Kabuto-sensei eat dirt!"

Reigi was, apparently, talking to himself and she felt even more pity towards this man. This was usual since the man began nesting in the armchair about five hours ago. It was still bearable before since he started off just muttering nonsense and curses but it grew louder as time passed.

"Didn't it register in your stony head that she might have gone to bed already instead of going out of her way coming here?" the librarian, Shoudo, said in annoyance. Shoudo, who was more or less a playmate of Reigi since they were small, had less respect for the younger Uchiha than any of the workers in the mansion.

"I don't want you mocking my hard head, senpai," Reigi said with a frustrated sigh, flopping back on the velvet seat.

Three years above him, Shoudo had been like a brother to Reigi when they were small and often the boy came to play with Naruto and Reigi when his father, also a librarian and Sasuke's personal researcher, was doing his work. When his father died, about twelve years ago, Shoudo had stopped coming and was heard seen in the hidden mist village, living with his uncle. It was only last year that Shoudo came back to take his father's place in the library and join the research team.

The twenty-two year old was about to bite back a reply when the library door opened with a bang and came in a panting Naruto.

"Rei! I'm sorry it took so long!" She looked extremely happy with a flushed face from running and a dazzling smile on her lips. She practically ran to him as he stood up from the chair. Lips met lips as Naruto passionately kissed him the moment she threw her arms around the man. Shoudo and Keiko stood paralyzed by the scene.

Reigi, not one to miss the opportunity of making out with the blonde, returned the kiss with his own fervent one.

"Who –?" Shoudo began, turning to Keiko.

"That woman is Naruko-sama," Keiko said, staring unabashedly at the two. "I only heard of this from Naomi-chan. This is the same person who stepped into this place with the small lump in her stomach. I haven't seen her in ages."

"The rumoured woman form…" Shoudo breathed out, amazed with his luck at being able to see the form. "I didn't realize she's so magnificent."

"Naru-kaa-san…" Reigi felt breathless as they parted. "What…? Why…?"

"Are you willing to follow me, Rei? Even to the ends of the earth?" Naruto asked hurriedly, cupping Reigi's face and starring into the dark eyes with hope.

"Of course but what –?"

"Are you willing to leave the comfort and luxury of life that you have now for me?" Naruto pressed on more urgently, her lips beginning to curve upwards in happiness.

"Yeah but why are –?"

"Are you willing to leave the people you know and grew with to be with strangers for me?" continued Naruto, the happiness and anxiety in her voice increasing. Her eyes showed so much hope that it nearly looked glassy with tears.

"Definitely."

"Thank you, Rei," Naruto said, her voice above a whisper as she closed the distance between them again.

"I didn't know they shared that kind of relationship," Shoudo said in a lowered voice. Keiko, who had left her post to stand next to the man's table, nodded mindlessly. "I can't believe I'm not disgusted by this. I'm usually someone who can't stand incest and homos."

"Maybe it's because they look happy," Keiko absentmindedly replied, her eyes never leaving the couple. "And you'd be hated by the majority of the employees here if you have complaints against their relationship, I can assure you that."

"Just like Sanada?"

"Not that much, I don't think so," the woman said, shaking her head and finally looking at the man. "Sanada-san is loathed more than hated because of what happened nine years ago. You weren't there to see it unfortunately."

"Yeah, I would've whacked Rei on the head," muttered Shoudo, crossing his arms and snorting. "That oaf needs to be taught a lesson."

"But it worked out well in the end, didn't it?" said Keiko, turning back to the two just in time to see Reigi plant a brief kiss before letting go of the small waist and backing away slightly to stare into the flushed face.

"What's going on, Naru-kaa-san?" Reigi asked, searching his mother's happy face. Her lips, bruised from their brief make-out, stretched into a very happy smile.

"Let's talk in private," Naruto suggested, already tugging on her son's hand. She gave a very brief greeting to Shoudo and Keiko before walking away with Reigi on her side. Her son seemed a little bewildered as he cast a glance at Shoudo before he was swallowed in the dark of the hallway.

"Something tells me someone is going to get laid tonight."

"And to think I'm assigned to make the bed tomorrow."

"Good luck, Keiko-san."

In the end, Reigi didn't find out what his mother was so excited about but Shoudo's prediction had been true. He felt that the wild night had definitely made up for not knowing what was going on. Even his 'little friend' had managed to squirt out more than the usual amount and he felt extremely satiated. Yet, he felt cheated the morning after because his mother had specifically said that they were to talk in private but all that came from her mouth were arousing moans and pants, though he couldn't deny that it was a pretty interesting to hear those kinds of things.

'And to think we didn't really enjoyed such fucks with our first one,' he thought with a sigh.

He had left by dawn like usual and the sun was currently above his head. His father, who seemed suspiciously friendly that day, had let him be the pursuer today unlike the usual. This frustrated him greatly because it meant that, after all the training, he had always been the pursued because he was weaker than the man. Grounding his teeth in anger, he felt for the feeling of chakra in the air but failed.

'Stupid Oyaji,' he cursed to himself, finally making the decision to use his born gifts to search for his father.

He concentrated on his senses and felt chakra burn through his body even when he was suppressing it from his surrounding. The feeling of nails growing and nose twitching made his back burst in Goosebumps, his gums felt numb as his teeth grew sharp, dark blue eyes watered slightly as heat crept around his eyeballs as if someone was pulling it out and he could feel his body adjusting to the changes on his senses. Through any other point of view, it would look like the man was being burned alive by the red chakra surrounding him and that he was going through some spasm attack with all the twitching that he was doing.

"Ready or not, here I come, Oyaji-teme," he muttered to himself, grinning wildly in the darkness.

A little away and further up from Reigi's position, a lone blonde was sucking happily on her spoon, watching a flock of birds eat the bread that she had purposely dropped on the veranda.

"If there is anything I can do to help, I'll do it."

Naruto's smiled broadened as she recalled what Kabuto had said to her last night when she had talked to him in private. Her spoon fell with a plop into the uninteresting porridge and made some of it splatter messily on the table. A content sigh left her lips and she pushed herself away from the table. Reigi would no doubt say that exact word if –

"Oh shit! I didn't tell him yet!" Naruto slumped to the floor when she realized this, slapping herself mentally for getting so happy that she'd jump Reigi before even spilling out the reason why she had jumped him. "I'm such a forgetful person! Argh!"

She was about to fall into depression when something crashed in through her window and landed with a loud crash into her table. Glass littered everywhere and a shard had even struck her on her chin. The chair, which fortunately didn't break, skidded to the wall by the force from the fall. Pieces of wood and splinters joined the shards. Once the dust began settling down, she could make out a silhouette of a man who was groaning in the middle, trying to get up.

Naruto, with blood running from the cut down to her neck, approached the person cautiously and almost gasped when she recognised who it was.

"Sasuke!"

The man in question turned to her and immediately stood up as if he had only tripped on a stone instead of crashing into someone's room and, apparently, breakfast. Unfinished and spoiled porridge stuck dirtily on the back of the Uchiha's haori and yukata sleeves along with small pieces of woods and a piece of the broken china. Tea, the drink that came with the porridge and was left to cool because Naruto thought porridge and tea shouldn't mix in her stomach, was dripping down Sasuke's hakama.

"I was actually thinking of asking who did this to you but that would be stupid," Naruto muttered, stifling her laughter at Sasuke's apparent distaste of the mess he had fallen into. "Instead, how'd Rei force you here?"

Sasuke opted to ignore the question as he stared around the room. Naruto looked away from the man, still managing to stifle her laughter, but looked back when Sasuke started moving, approaching the bed and reaching out his hand. Naruto peered curiously and let out a choked laughter when Sasuke began shrugging off his haori.

After a moment of hysterical laughter from the blonde, who could no longer stifle it, she managed to concentrate on the look Sasuke was sending her, a careful mix of annoyance, confusion, anger and a very small hint of embarrassment. It made her laugh harder and she had to clutch her stomach and sank to the floor before it subsided. By then, Sasuke had already pulled on Reigi's shirt and managed to swap his hakama for one of Reigi's baggy pants.

"You – you look like a – a shrivelled dog in those," Naruto had managed to point out in between her bouts of laughter. It wasn't necessarily true but since Reigi was a decent inch above his father with a broader chest and larger arms, the shirt and pants looked extra baggy when worn by the older man. It was also because the shirt itself was bigger than its owner. "I can never – understand your taste, Sasuke."

As Sasuke began approaching the blonde, the laughter died and Naruto, who had stood up, was trying very hard to blend in with the wall. It took only a few more strides before they were both standing nose to nose, the sharingan spinning wildly in a set of glaring eyes. The mirth in the sky blue eyes died and was replaced with fear of what the man in front of her might do. Her heartbeat increased when Sasuke's hand glided to her cheek and caressed it softly. She tried to pull away but her chin was forcefully drawn to him and hot lips descended upon hers, making her body grow numb and her hands fall to her side.

"Naru-kaa-san! Are you o –?"

Time felt as if it slowed down as Sasuke pulled away to turn at a disarrayed Reigi and midnight blue eyes widened at the picture before it. Naruto saw a glint of betrayal in it before it grew furious.

"What the HELL did you do to Naru-kaa-san?! And what are you doing wearing MY shirt AND pants, you freaking ASSHOLE?!!"

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A/N: Yay! Another long chapter! faints from finishing a chapter in the dead of night in the middle of an exam week

Shishou: Master. Kind of teacher like.

Haori: Hip- or thigh-length kimono coat. If you've seen the anime 'Bleach' you'd know what it looks like. The captains wear it.

Hakama: Divided or undivided skirt which resembles a wide pair of pants.

The first chapter that has been BETA'd by Shiro-kun. If there are still over five spelling mistakes or grammatical errors, tell me and I'll bash her head and have Tsunade do a German Surplex on her. Either that or I'm going to send a mob to her house.

By the way, Shiro-kun told me to shorten the chapter length

I guess she's right. So, for the next one, I'll probably reduce it by half (making it from 25 pages to 13 pages) Unless… someone tells me I can keep up the chapter length…

Read and review, onegaishimasu!