The Remembered Memories

Hola, I'm not Spanish, anyway yeahhh it's been a month since I updated, lol sorry bout that, just enjoying the rest of my little vacation. I think I lost some fans out there. Hehe but yeah hope you enjoy this little chapter, and if you have questions just ask. Thanks!

Disclaimer: We all know I don't own Naruto it's just fun to do the disclaimer.

"Fu-chan!" She raised her voice to see if he was paying attention to her at all. She had no clue that he was actually fantasizing about her. They had spent more than a month with each other, which was more than enough time for the older Uchiha to realize his feelings, unfortunately Uchiha Mikoto was a very, very dense person.

Who knew that she was so blind to all the signs of him loving her? Her cheerful smile, her soft giggles, and the way her hand tucks away a stray hair behind her ear, everything about her was so beautiful. But why was she so blind to his feelings?

Was he not clear when he fell off the chair to catch a better look of her? Was he not clear when he would have an uncontrollable blush towards her that he was at the point of fainting? Was he clear to her at all?

Unfortunately again she was a very simple minded person, but this simple minded person could bring down the Uchiha heir in a heart beat.

"Haven't I told you not to call me that? Mi-ko-to-chan?" He teased her patiently. According to the book that Kakashi gave him it said to play it cool and to tease people you like often. This gave the whole definition to 'Kakashi'.

"I know, you've told me a lot of times, but I don't like calling you Fugaku-kun. Your name just gives me the chills whenever I say it." She huddled against him to show that she was shivering. It was only early fall and he could see the green leaves on the trees turn yellow.

He could also see his face turn red with her so close to him. He shifted a little in his seat at the well-known Ichiraku Ramen bar stand. Seeing the middle-aged man before them give them some warm dumplings, even if it was mainly a ramen bar they still had other foods there too.

Trying to find something to avert his attention to, he brought a conversation between him and the man (forgot old man's name guessing Teuchi I think).

"Eh Teuchi-san how is your wife and daughter doing?" He smiles at them, seeing a small resemblance to him and his wife a while back. "They are just fine. Now shouldn't you be finishing those dumplings so you two can go somewhere?" He winks at Fugaku and Fugaku shivers waking up Mikoto from her slight daze in the process.

"Yeah shouldn't we be going Fu-chan?" "Now what have I told you about that name?" He says sternly, trying to take control as a man for once. She pouts and gives him a good puppy dog look.

"But you know I can't stand saying Fugaku-kun, and the name Fu-kun just sounds like a bad word! Fu-chan please?!" Her eyes were glassy and wide staring through her bangs. He couldn't wait to hold her in his arms. She was just too cute, and only one person knew how bad an affinity Fugaku had on cute things, and that was Kakashi.

He would secretly steal glances at anything cute, passing by a toy store's window to catch glimpses of stuffed animals, but watching her is ten times better than any stuffed animal.

"F-fine, but only if we're alone I don't want the pip squeak Kakashi making fun of me some more."

"Thank you Fu-chan!" She puts her arms around his neck and gives him a peck on the cheek.

They left to a lake and a grass field that had soon-to-be withered flowers engulfing them. Fugaku smiled when he saw the look of surprise Mikoto gave to him, when she jumped into his arms and made them fall into a pile of flowers with petals flying in the air. Much like how Sasuke fell the first time he came out of confinement.

"You know, Mikoto-chan, my father has high standards. I was happy when he said 'As expected of my child', but…I'm not a child anymore." She snuggled up to him on the ground and listened on.

"So… when I become a father I'll set really high standards for my children. So that when they finally meet that goal they will feel what I felt when I got my father's acknowledgment."

"Do you understand Mikoto-chan?" She hummed into his shirt with her eyes shut taking in the moment. "I'll need a mother for those children so that they won't feel so pressured by me." She looked up into his eyes only to see that he wasn't looking back at her but blushing immensely.

"I'm asking you if…Would you marry me?" He almost shouted at her. They were both blushing, but she still wasn't responding to his question. She looked like she was speechless, which she probably was by the way. Without warning he abruptly stood up leaving her on the ground.

He gave out his hand to her and smiled genuinely, like he has whenever he was with her. "You know when someone gives you a hand you should take it." He smirked at her, quoting one of her first sentences she has ever said to him, but taking his hand in this statement meant taking his hand….in marriage.

Of course she couldn't doubt that she loved this man very dearly, almost too much for it just to be friendly.

So she took his hand and gave him a kiss on the lips, and eventually said "Yes" seeing her smile at him with so much joy he thought it was too cute.

"Too…Cute…" So he hugged her more squeezing the breath out of her. "Fu-chan, have you thought everything through yet? Are you sure you would want to marry someone like me?" He kissed her again, a chaste kiss but a kiss none the less.

"I wouldn't think twice about it. Besides I've already asked someone to be the godfather to our children." She sweat dropped, but she knew he was going to be a very good father.

"Really? Who is it?" He sighed.

"Well he almost begged me to let him be it. Heh I couldn't refuse after all, he's a very great ninja."

"Ahh Fu-chan just tell me already!" He chuckled at her. "He's none other than Namikaze Minato." She gasped.

"You mean that incredible handsome young man? With the blonde hair?"

"Hey I thought you were engaged to me now?" The laughter of the two began to fade in and out till it just stopped completely.

Then as the memories of months passed in Sasuke's head like a tape going into fast forward it halted to a memory of his parents standing in the middle of a plain snow field with trees yielding to the heavy layers of snow on them, and the glistening ice of the lake near by.

They were in a tight embrace, a surprise on his mother's face, a stern look in his father's face. It seems his father had initiated the hug, for what, Sasuke didn't know. It was as though Sasuke was within the memory himself watching and standing in the snow with them, wishing he could join in the embrace.

Tears fell from his father's eyes dropping to the top of his mother's head. She tried to look up, to see what that warm drop that fell from the sky was; unbeknownst to her it was tears of sadness not of joy.

Sasuke watched on, seeing Fugaku whisper words of sorrow to Mikoto, what was going on? He couldn't hear them, but he wished to. He tried moving towards them almost groping the air for they seemed to be drifting away. He was moving to them trying to at least.

Till he fell into the abyss…

Sasuke fell from the side of the couch on which he was laying. A loud thud and a response of a groan, he missed the coffee table by some margin. His eyes were still empty and he couldn't see at all, though he still had bandages around his eyes.

He was shaking, from what he didn't know. Was it that dream of the memory his parents told him of? He couldn't remember the reaction on his face from when he was a child. What kind of reaction did Itachi give to the story? What did he say afterwards?

Why was his mind playing cruel jokes with him? He tried to recall what had happened after that part of the memorial story that his parents told him.

Oh that was right, he didn't hear the end of the story, they had an abrupt alarm at the police station where his father and Itachi went something about a second attempt at the Hyuuga heiress's life.

The Hyuuga heiress…Hinata! He suddenly thought jolting from his spot on the floor he stretched his arms out to look for her. Calling her would seem weak, but how else would he find her without bumping into her?

He hesitated in calling her name; it seemed so long since he said it that it seemed new and dry on his lips. He gulped, and tried again.

"Hi…Hinata…?" It was barely above a whisper. No response though. He called out again this time louder. He was afraid; he admitted to himself, he didn't want to dream on about the past. But I've remember a couple of things now, that dobe is my godbrother…arghh. He inwardly growled.

He'd take a bet that even Naruto didn't know that, and still he acted like they were brothers. Correction he STILL acts like we're brothers.

Sasuke continued his search for Hinata listening in for any signs of foot steps. He didn't even know what time it was all he knew was that he needed to find Hinata. He didn't want to be alone and dream about the past again.

He went on up the stairs, luckily the first and last step had loud creaks to them so he knew when he was finished walking instead of taking an extra step into air. He put his hand up to the wall counting the doors he passed by.

The first one was a closet, where he knew that across from it would be his parent's big room that was for storage now.

The second room was his, where it was clean and sanitized. No doubt that Hinata took the liberty of cleaning his room while he was gone.

The third one… that was right next to his. Unusually the doors to that room and his were close by, barely feet away from each other. He only noticed now.

Itachi's room, now turned into a girls room. Were there secrets in there? Scrolls of the family maybe? Possibly, but just asking questions to himself would be getting him no where.

Unlike most of the house the private rooms weren't traditional…well actually now the house was barely traditional due to Sasuke's renovations. But even before that the private rooms had door knob types of doors. They were just as wide and big as any other room you would find in an Uchiha estate.

But, again, his and Itachi's room were close to each other. Reminding himself again that the wall that separated Itachi's and Sasuke's were thin, very uncommon in this house. Sasuke would look into that later still too busy looking for his 'human helper' so to say.

The door opened, the creak gone, he heard soft breathing and maybe jerks on the sheets. What was she doing? Was that Hinata or someone else? What if there were TWO people on the bed?

AGAIN Questioning himself was getting no where. So he decided to investigate, he figured she was sleeping and the fact that she was alone calmed him. But there was still a jerking noise of the sheets being pulled.

He didn't want to wake her up so she could yell at him to get out of her room. So how would he figure out why she was moving around, or if there was something other on her bed?

I'll have to touch her. He sure wasn't blushing, he was positive. She just made him curious and he was willing to kill time by figuring out his problems, his blind problem that is…

He felt the edge of the bed, and slowly skimmed his finger on the top lightly. Until he felt the top of her knee, it was bent and moving as though she was running.

He took a moment to think. Then it hit him, she was having a nightmare! Running away in her sleep like some sort of puppy, he 'heh'ed. So he got this 'cute' fetish from his father. He couldn't believe it.

But then he frowned immediately after remembering his little fall over the couch trick he did earlier.

She moved he knee into his hand and he pulled back. He realized then that her knee was bare. As in a naked knee, what was she wearing? Shorts? Or maybe a nightgown. He had to restrain himself from roaming his hands upwards from her knees to check.

He certainly was not a pervert, or at least he didn't think he was. He stepped back from where he was at the side of her bed into a chair and continued to stare, or at least try to stare, at the body that was sleeping in front of him.

"S-Sasuke?" After a couple minutes of shifting he could hear her bolt upright after her dream. He didn't dignify her with an answer just shifted his weight to his arm.

"How long have you been sitting there?" Again he didn't answer her.

"I-Is there…a reason you're up here? In my room?" If he could make his eyes go wide he would have.

"I…thought I heard someone moving restlessly so I came to check up on you." Not like there was much to check up on besides maybe her in a nice nightgown. Damn these eyes.

"I was having a nightmare…sort of a silly one actually." She laughed at herself. She had an Uchiha in her room so there wasn't anything to be afraid of now.

"Enlighten me." She shifted on her bed into a position more comfortable than before.

"It was about during the stadium part of the Chuunin exams. Remember from that one long ago?" How could he forget not after that Orochimaru incident.

"Hn."

"I had lost consciousness but Kiba was with me, I can't remember much but there was a man under a hood with grey hair and glasses."

"Kakashi?" He thought out loud. But then again Kakashi didn't need glasses for one of his eyes so he took it back.

"No it wasn't him, it was someone who had took part in the Chuunin exam…" She let her mind wander but then remembered everything.

"K-Kabuto-san! I remember! He healed me…But in my dream…and I remember when we were sent to go find you he had…Sasuke what happened to him?"

She gripped his hand tight, he was startled but didn't show it. She was holding his hand…but wait…Kabuto was Orochimaru somewhat…and the part of Orochimaru that was inside Sasuke had transferred to Kabuto.

"Kabuto, he should be…"