OHMYGOD!

This chapter has so much PLOT-RELEVANT-SHIT it's not funny!

I'm serious!

Anyhow, I don't own Naruto, but I own this story.

Ydwtk

Chapter 10

Familial Love

"TEME!"

Sasuke winced as he came out of the tent. "What is it, dobe?"

"Hey, you're not a freakish mutant anymore!" exclaimed Naruto.

"I know that." Sasuke growled. "Is there something you want?"

"We-" Naruto started, but Kakashi cut him off.

"-saw Itachi." The grey-haired man finished. "He warned us that his son was coming to kill us all."

"Ken?" Sakura inquired, coming out of the tent and standing beside her husband. "He isn't like Itachi. Not at all."

"Now he is." Said Kakashi. "I honestly think he was concerned. Like he wanted to protect you."

"Bullshit." Snarled Sasuke. "Itachi doesn't give a damn about anything." He turned on his heel and stormed away.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura started after him, but Kakashi was quick to put a hand on her shoulder.

Sasuke was furious. His hands itched for Itachi's blood. He was messing with their heads; taking advantage of the stress they're under because of their missing children.

"I never thought you'd become so powerful, little Sasuke." A voice appeared from nowhere.

"Hn." Sasuke replied. This proved it. That voice definitely wasn't Itachi. And the only person insane enough to call him "little" would be another Uchiha. Or maybe Pein. But that voice didn't belong to Pein either.

"But Itachi is still stronger."

Sasuke clenched his hands. "What do you want?"

"Itachi was a failure. His potential is limited. Yours isn't. Well, not as limited. You'll still never overcome me." The voice seemed to be resounding in his head now. "But the next generation of my clan should be sired by the strongest. And once this happens, we'll have our revenge. The Uchiha will rise once more."

"Uchiha Madara, I presume?" Sasuke said.

"Indeed. I'll keep my insane little hound off your heels and you go back to the village and train. Deal?"

"I'm getting my daughter back." Sasuke growled.

"I'll bring her back to you. And the little annoying Jinchuuriki spawn."

"No." Sasuke said immediately. "Bring me to them."

"Fine enough."

Sasuke felt himself be wrenched away from his position and a feeling of vertigo washed over him.

Sayuri cried. She cried and cried. Soft sobs, but audible only to the keen hearing of Minato. She sobbed into his shoulder now.

Always had she drawn on her older brother for strength. But he wasn't here. Sanosuke wasn't here.

Minato, though an annoying fanboy, cared about her. He didn't complain when she cried; he only smiled and told her that everything would be alright.

Maybe he deserves a chance. I'll ask dad about it. Or maybe mom. Or maybe Aunt Hinata.

She felt a breeze cut by her cheek and she looked up, gazing into the red eyes of the Sharingan.

"Sayuri!"

That was her father alright. The man rushed over to her and picked her up, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Are you okay?"

Sayuri looked over Sasuke's shoulder and saw a disappointed look on Minato's face. "I'm fine, Tou-san!"

Sasuke held her in arm and picked up Minato with the other. "Your Tou-san is worried sick, and your Kaa-san is having a panic attack for Kami's sake, Minato. We're getting you two out of here."

Sasuke dropped down outside of their camp a little before midnight. The trip to Ame, even with Madara's space-time jutsu, was a long one. Plus he had to rest after the long journey. "Arigato, Madara." He said under his breath. There was a scroll laying in front of him, with the Uchiha clan symbol on it.

Sasuke flipped the scroll up with his foot and Sayuri snatched it out of the air.

"That's my girl." Sasuke said. He ran into the camp and looked around to see if anyone was awake.

"Hinata-chan! No!" A cry echoed through the woods.

Sasuke refrained himself from cursing his mind out.

"Sasuke-kun?!" Sasuke whirled around to see his wife standing there. "Sayuri!"

"Kaa-san!" the little girl exclaimed. Sasuke let her down.

"Hn." Sasuke said before running towards the shout.

Hinata kneeled by a pond, holding a kunai in front of her. Naruto stood a few feet away, frozen in fear.

"Kaa-san!" Minato yelled. He jumped out of Sasuke's arms (that sounded wrong) and ran over.

Hinata dropped the kunai into the water and embraced her son.

Sasuke left them at that.

(A/n: for those of you who were wondering, Hinata was about to commit suicide)

Sakura embraced her daughter in hers (and Sasuke's) tent, smiling. The scroll though, was troubling. Had Sasuke killed Itachi? Or had he stolen it? He didn't come back battered or anything.

"Don't ever leave me again." She said to her daughter. "Now come on. Its late. You can sleep in here. Your Tou-san and I didn't come all the way just for you to get kidnapped again." Okay, that came out wrong. "But we're never going to let you get hurt again. Besides, its December, meaning that your birthday is only a few weeks off. We'll make it back in time." She ruffled her daughter's hair.

"Kaa-san!" Sayuri smiled.

The tent flap opened and Sasuke crawled in. "Now there's my two precious flowers."

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura chuckled.

"Yes?" Sasuke sat down, kissing his wife on the cheek and lifting his daughter into his arms.

"Tou-san! Put me down!" Sayuri growled. Sasuke just laughed.

"I'm so glad you're okay."

The group arrived on midday of Christmas Eve, and found a party waiting for their arrival. Hanabi and Kiba greeted them, but Hanabi pulled her sister away as soon as possible.

Sasuke approached Kiba. "You finally slept with her?"

Kiba's face reddened. "Damn it, Sasuke, you don't have to make it so casual! Just because you're a fiendish sex-hound doesn't mean I am."

Sasuke hit Kiba on the back of the head. "My daughter is within earshot, Inuzaka. Please don't rush the marriage. I have, over the next 5 months, the birthdays of all of my immediate family to deal with! January 19th are Sayuri's and Sanosuke's, February 8th is Kaira's and Kimiko's, and March 28th is Sakura's, and April 1st is Obito's. I've got enough to deal with."

Kiba's eyes flattened. "You know that all of your kids are born on a Kage's birthday?"

Sasuke thought about it. "Kimiko and Kaira were born on Sarutobi's birthday; Obito was born on Namikaze's, but what about Sayuri's and Sanosuke's?"

"January 19th would happen to be my birthday, Uchiha." Growled Gaara, walking over to them.

"Oh really? I never would have guessed." Sasuke still harbored resentment for having even touched Sakura while Sasuke was off at Orochimaru's. Sakura told him the relationship was short, and she dumped him, but Sasuke couldn't help the jealousy. "I'll be sure to invite you to the party and we can dress you up in little eight-year-old clothes. You'll fit right in." He sneered the last part.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura growled, storming over. "Be nice!"

"Hn." Sasuke replied.

"No you won't. Gaara will stay for the party, won't you, Gaara?" Sakura said. The males in front of her, Kiba excepted, glared at each other.

"I will, Sakura." Gaara replied. "Right now, though, I have to send a letter to Temari, telling her that I'm alright." Gaara walked off, resigned.

"We need to talk, Sasuke-kun; but later. Right now, we have a party to get ready for."

Back at the house…

Sasuke knew that Sakura would love what he wore. When it came to parties, even he was somewhat an animal. Sasuke always wore black to the party, while Sakura could never decide on an outfit.

Sasuke grabbed a black button-down shirt out of the closet and matching slacks. He was only in his boxers, but he didn't care.

He walked out of their walk-in closet and found his wife struggling to put her dress on. It was a strapless, red dress that hugged Sakura's curves and went down to her knees with a slit up the side.(A/n: me and clothes, especially describing them, don't mix.) Simple, yet she knew it would drive her husband, (and a great many other men at the party) crazy.

Sasuke crept up behind her and grabbed her waist, pulling her down to the bed. Somewhere in the process, her dress fell off, leaving her in only her (not surprisingly) red panties.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura said. "Why did you have to do that?!"

"My Christmas dreams already came true. I don't need a party to demonstrate that." Sasuke said, kissing his wife's neck.

"Don't you dare give me a hickey! The party hasn't even started!" Sakura said, hitting him playfully.

Sasuke removed his lips and gave her a disappointed gaze.

"Come on. Chouji promised to look after everyone's kids tonight, so they'll be on the other side of the village, learning how to cook a gourmet meal. We can have some alone time and…" Sakura left it at that.

"I get it." Sasuke smirked. "So, do you need help?"

Sakura nodded and she flicked the dress over with her foot. "If I get wrinkles in this, you're ironing them all out."

"No I'm not." Sasuke said.

DAMN HIM AND HIS ALL-KNOWING UBER-COMEBACK! Wait, what am I thinking?

"Pfft." Sakura scoffed.

At the party…

Sasuke, being the awesome Uchiha and husband (I wrote wife there the first time…) of Uchiha Sakura, he had learned how to dance. He was very good at it. Nothing like the dancing savant that was his wife, but he was decent enough.

There was a slow song on, and Sasuke enjoyed staying there, his wife's arms wrapped around his neck, his hands on her hips, swaying from side to side, their smiles saying "I love you."

"I like this, Sasuke-kun." Sakura purred her voice too low for anyone else to hear. "I love it."

"And I love you." Sasuke replied with his own quiet growl, his smile widening. "And I want to make my love very clear to you."

"Can't you wait?" Sakura said, frowning and picking up on the subtle hint he put in his words. (A/n: look at the italics)

"No." Sasuke said, kissing her briefly. "So how do you want it done?"

Sakura thought about it. "I want just some honest, calm, loving sex. That's what I want."

Sasuke smirked. "I can do that. Who else but your one and only love can do that to you?"

"I know. But while you are my one and only love, you are also insatiable." Sakura pointed out.

"I know." Sasuke replied.

Two figures approached each other in a grand hall.

"Arigato, Madara." Said one.

"You're devotion to your brother is impressive, but you're too sentimental. Not to mention that you're a great actor. I can't believe how abusive you are to your kids yet you come out with this whole emotional side. It's just not right." Madara replied.

"My little brother means everything to me. I sacrificed everything I had to protect him. Even my own thoughts betray me. I can't think without wanting to shed his blood. But I don't. 17 years ago, I didn't want to. Now that he has a family, I hope he gains eternal happiness. War is not the Uchiha way. I sacrificed everything to make sure that was not changed. I committed horrible sins to make sure my brother did not grow up in war. 'War is all hell' (A/n: Quote from Union General William Tecumseh Sherman, 1863)."

"That's quite a sentiment. I gave him the scroll. With that, he'll overcome you in no time. Are you sure you don't want to beg his forgiveness, tell the truth, and just give him the transfer? If you do, then maybe you'll live."

"No. If I live, there is a chance that I could be a threat."

"The Kyuubi is their Hokage. You know how sentimental he is. He'd accept you with some punishment of some sort."

"I am a threat."

"No, Itachi, you are an asset to them. You have the knowledge of the internal workings of the Akatsuki. You need to tell them if you want them to prevail. They can't kill Pein without your help." Madara urged. "Go to Konoha, arms raised. Cast off your Akatsuki cloak and ring. Beg for their mercy. Do it, or you truly will die by the hand of your brother. And then he will be utterly helpless when Pein comes to destroy him. Your eyes are his key to unlocking power even greater than my own."

Itachi bowed and left. He knew what to do.

"I will go to Konohagakure no Sato."

HOLY SHIT!

ZoMYGOTH! (Yes, I went there, bitches.)

My head is spinning with everything that's going on!

Madara: YES! I'm FINALLY in one of your stories!

Ydwtk: You are a manipulative bastard. First you tell Sasuke that he will never become more powerful than you, and then you tell Itachi that Itachi is Sasuke's key to doing just that! WHAT THE FRUITCAKE IS WRONG WITH YOU!

Madara: I'm just awesome.

Ydwtk rolls eyes: What-the-fuck-ever?

Naruto: Tu as besion de regarder ton langue!

Ydwtk: No I don't.

Naruto: ZUT!

Ydwtk: Il est trés bête, non? Il n'a pas de balles. Il est une fille. Elle a besoin des balles. Elle veut être un garçon, non?

Sasuke: I have no clue what the hell you just said.

Sakura: He said "he is dumb, no? He has no balls. He is a girl. She needs balls. She wants to be a man, no?"

Naruto: Je porte une bikini de Sakura!

Entire world: NOT AGAIN!

Ydwtk: MON DIEU! IL EST TRÉS TRÉS TRÉS BÊTE! IL VEUT PORTER LES VÊTEMENTS DE FEMME!

I'm not even bothering translating this.

Anyhow, I may be putting the next chappie up soon.

Ydwtk