SEQUEL TO MESSAGES IN THE SKY
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D) This is the first part of a six part saga
E) This story covers almost 5 years of the Uchiha siblings life
F) 50 chapters + a foreword, an epilogue, and a preview for book 2
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Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius
"Happy birthday, Hitomi, happy birthday to you!" The room sang. Hitomi giggled, curling closer to her mother. The room cheered and applauded her as she and her father blew out her single candle. The bright flashes of light made her close her eyes tightly.
"They grow up so fast, Hinata!" Naruto whined to his new wife (they got married last month), about five feet away from his father. Sasuke snorted his arm around Akina, who was holding Yukio.
"Of course they do, idiot." He sighed. His twin sister grinned, swatting his shoulder. Name calling wasn't something she wanted the children to pick up.
"We're starting to serve cake, so start to line up everyone!" Sana called out from the table along the back wall, where she, Kane, Tsunade, and Asami were standing. The room murmured its consent, and people began to line up.
For her birthday, Mikoto had decided that it would be too big a family event to host it at their house, so they rented out a clubhouse instead. Both sets of families were their (aka, the Kagarashi and Uzumaki) plus a few of their close friends.
"Can we play football afterwards?" Oten called to his mother from in-between Kida and Ken. Minato nodded, smiling.
"Of course we can. What kind of a family gathering would this be without the old Uzumaki vs. Kagarashi football game?" He teased. Mikoto rolled her eyes, wandering over to help her female family members.
"I just set up the playpen if you would like to set him down, 'Kina." Mahiru said, gesturing to the play pin that Yuki was putting Ren in, with Izuna and Saiyumi inside already. Akina smiled, wrapping an arm around her cousin-in-law and leading her over there.
"You're the best, 'Hiru." She murmured warmly, pressing their cheeks together gently. Yukio laughed in his mother's arms, yanking at her necklace.
"Kida, I have your plate." Itachi said softly as he nodded towards the table. She giggled, taking Ken's arm and dragging him over to the table. His older brother Jo was standing there with two plates as well.
"Ah Ki, you look great!" Mimi, Jo's new wife, exclaimed when she spotted her. Kida was pulled into a hug, and then shoved into an empty chair. Ken and Itachi sat down on either side of her. Jo and Mimi sat down next to Itachi as Jechiro (Minato's sister), Kiyoshi, and Oten plopped down across from Ken and Kida.
"Where's Popo, Ki? I heard that he moved in with you guys." Jechiro asked. Oten snorted and Kida laughed.
"He's coming by later. He got this job he really loves, and his shift ends in about an hour. When he arrives, Hitomi will begin to open up that mountain." Kida explained, gesturing to the table full (more like overflowing) of gifts for her baby sister. The other teenagers laughed, excepting this fact.
"Daddy and Naruto will fight over who got her the bigger present." Jechiro chuckled. The others agreed.
Across the room, Akina walked over to Riki and embraced him, now that she was toddler free. He returned her hug, sighing happily.
"Now that's what I'm talking about. How are you? No more nieces or nephews for me, I hope." He teased. She wrinkled her nose and quickly shook her head.
"No way! I already have two toddlers. I told Yuki to wait until Ren was in preschool, at least." She said. Riki chuckled, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as Sasuke, Naruto, Hinata, Yuki and Mahiru joined them by the fireplace.
"It's so nice for us all to get together like this." Hinata murmured. Mahiru agreed.
"Me too. It's been so long since we all were at summer camp together." She breathed. The group nodded.
"Popo!" Wataru cried out happily behind them. The room turned, Kida half rising out of her chair. He smiled, waving, then quickly walked over to her and shoved her back down. She laughed when he pinned her with a stern stare, then turned and put Hitomi's present from him with the rest. Mikoto waved at him.
"Work went okay?" She asked. He nodded, beaming. Minato chuckled, gently squeezing his shoulder as he stood.
"Okay everyone. Let's get these presents open. Hopefully we'll be able to get home before midnight." He teased. The room chuckled. Mikoto scooped up Hitomi as Akina did the same with Yukio. The two smiled, wrapping their free arms around one another's waist.
"Why are you so upset, Dad?" Wataru yawned as he curled up in Minato's lap. Mikoto sighed, looking down at the sleeping infant in her arms. The current President of the United States sighed, a slight smile coming over his features. The foursome was sitting on the couple's bed, with Wataru following Mikoto in after Hitomi's cried had awakened him. Minato was up, monitoring the news for updates on his latest problem
"Well bud, you know how you have people at school who steal things?" He asked, wrapping his arms around the five year old. Wataru nodded, his mother's dark eyes looking up at his face. Mikoto leaned against his shoulder, Hitomi cooing in her arms. "I have to deal with people like that too. Luckily, I have ways to prevent it." He explained. Wataru frowned.
"Who is it? Where does he live? I'll go beat him up like Riki used to do for Oten, and that'll teach him to mess with my Dad." He said fiercely. Minato chuckled as Mikoto rolled her eyes. He gently cupped his face in his hands, smiling gently at his youngest step-son.
"Ah, my son. Such loyalty makes your Dad a happy man. I need more people like you in my contacts." He teased. Wataru beamed.
"But," Mikoto began sternly, throwing her husband a half-hearted glare. He smiled, kissing her forehead. "We don't need to use violence to solve all of our problems. Your father can stop these people from causing problem for him with words instead." She explained, cupping Wataru's cheek. He frowned.
"What your mother means, Wataru, is that just because your brothers could punch their through their lower education doesn't mean that you should too. L and Yuuri will back me up on this, son. It's better to negotiate your way through a disagreement than to use violence." Minato explained calmly. Mikoto nodded, curling closer to her husband as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder. Wataru sighed, but nodded.
"Okay." He agreed. Minato chuckled, sharing an amusement filled look over the top of their youngest children's heads.
"Minato?" Mikoto yawned, the sound of her husband's loud cursing the reason she was awake. A quick look at their clock revealed it to be about three in the morning. Her spouse was on the phone, muttering angrily to whoever the unlucky soul was, while being hunched over his laptop. Mikoto sat up, gently rubbing his shoulders.
"Fine. Call me back when you find out." He grumbled. His wife pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder, while still rubbing his back.
"Amoi Corp?" She asked, worming her way under his arm. He nodded, sighing. She kissed his cheek, sighing as well.
"These people are so persistent. Word is that ever since the son of Jupiter became CEO of Amoi the year Wataru was born, the company is growing stronger and buying out almost half of Europe. If they get into out stocks…God, I hate to see what happens when I give the reigns over to Naruto." Minato groaned. Mikoto frowned, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"It will end someday." She thought, though her heart told her that this problem would be around still for the next few years. Minato nodded, leaning into her comforting warmth.
As long as he had his family, Minato knew he could get his country through anything.
A/N: Minato's biggest adversary is introduced. This is very important and will come up again before this story is said and done.