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Orochimaru, with an evil sneer on his lips, took a step towards Sasuke before a voice called out from the doorway, "Hey, what's all the noise?"
Sasuke and Orochimaru turned to look as Mitsuki stepped in the room and looked over everything, from Orochimaru standing among the broken glass, to chibi Sarada on the table.
Mitsuki's eyes focused on Sarada.
He quickly walked over and looked down at her, gently picking her up, "What is this?" He asked, his eyes squinted.
"Don't touch that, Mitsuki, put that down." Orochimaru commanded.
"Hey, this thing…...is this thing…..Sarada?" Mitsuki asked, inspecting the chibi closely.
Chibi Sarada nodded.
What was Sarada doing in this room on this table?
"You weren't going to experiment on my teammate, were you?" Mitsuki asked Orochimaru, his eyes narrowing at the sanin suspiciously.
Orochimaru smiled. "I was just going to run a few tests."
"Uchi-ha!" Sasuke chirped behind him, trying to tell Mitsuki that was quite an understatement.
Although, Mitsuki already understood.
"I see." Mitsuki said, taking a step to the side, peering around Orochimaru to look at Sasuke on the floor.
"What happened to them?" Mitsuki asked Orochimaru, turning his attention back to the little Sarada in his hand.
"I don't know for sure. I assume it was an awry jutsu. Surely not the same one though, right, Sasuke?" Orochimaru smirked down at his former student.
"Uchi-ha." Sasuke replied with an embarrassed scowl.
Mitsuki thought for a minute, then he walked over and picked Sasuke up.
"I'm free for the rest of the day, so I'll see them home safely. I would hate to disturb your work." He told Orochimaru as he began to walk towards the door.
"That's alright! Don't trouble yourself, really, things were just getting interesting!" Orochimaru replied quickly as he followed Mitsuki, reaching out to grab his shoulder.
Mitsuki shot him a glare before his hand touched. The white-haired boy's serpentine eyes glowered dangerously at his father as he replied, "I said I will see them home safely."
Orochimaru scowled at Mitsuki, but he pulled his hand back and let him go, grumbling to himself as he went to clean up the mess from the broken bottles.
He had been so close to so many wonderful new experiments.
His son just knew him too well.
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Mitsuki walked along silently with the two chibi Uchihas in his hand.
Slowly, they made their way across Konoha.
Sakura had discovered they were missing by now and was outside of her door, talking to Naruto frantically about a search party when Mitsuki arrived at Sarada's home.
"Mrs. Uchiha, I think you lost these." Sarada's teammate said with a smile as he opened his hands and showed Sakura her chibi husband and daughter.
"My darlings! Thank you so much, Mitsuki!" Sakura gasped, snatching them up and crushing them both against her cheeks before she pulled them both back and shouted, "Don't either of you ever run away from me again like that! Especially while you're like this! Do you understand!? Naruto and I were worried sick!"
Chibi Sasuke looked over at Naruto with narrowed eyes and scowled. He couldn't tell Sakura what happened like this.
He could still defend himself and his daughter, even like this.
Did Naruto have so little faith in him?
Naruto rubbed the back of his neck anxiously under Sasuke's glare.
He knew he would hear about this once Sasuke returned to his regular size.
Naruto glanced at Mitsuki.
"Well, Sakura, since it looks like everything's under control, I'll go back to work now. Let me know if you guys need anything."
"Will they be alright?" Mitsuki asked as Naruto took his leave.
Sakura jumped, he was so quiet, she forgot he was there.
"Um, yes, they'll be fine! Please don't worry!" Sakura said quickly with a smile.
Mitsuki blinked at her, as if he was trying to judge whether her smile was genuine or not.
Either way, he accepted it.
"See you in training, then, Sarada." The white-haired boy called with a wave as he walked away.
Sakura began to rattle on about what Tsunade had said and what they would have for dinner.
Neither Sasuke nor Sarada were really paying attention.
Sarada was still waving to Mitsuki.
Sasuke's scowl deepened as he thought he saw just a hint of a blush fall across his daughter's chubby cheeks.