Six months later

Election Day

Naruto's P.O.V.

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Good morning Mr. Hyuga, I have your breakfast for you." My maid said coming into the room with a plate of food.

"Oh, good morning. Breakfast in bed?"

"An egg white omelet, avocado toast, and some orange juice Mr. Hyuga." Wow, can't break the diet, even on election day.

"Thank you. It looks great." I said, gratefully taking the plate from her. "Have you seen my husband?" His side of the bed was cold. He must have got up early today.

"Downstairs tending to the new carpet installation, would you like me to get him?" I'd probably get yelled at if I pulled him away from that for no reason.

"No it's okay, thank you." The maid bowed and left the room, quickly replaced by Mikoshina running in.

"Why do you get breakfast in bed?"

"Because I don't make crumbs, unlike some little girls." I said as she jumped into bed with me.

"You sure?" She giggled, giving me a look as she picked up a crumb from the toast. Oh dear.

"Well… I'm only having breakfast in bed because the election is tonight." I countered, taking another bite of toast.

"What does a senator do dad?"

"I'd be making laws and policies sweetheart."

"Like no running around the pool?" Man, she's adorable. I messed up her jet black hair and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah, exactly like that."

"Well I hope you win Dad. Ooooo you could make a law that makes Daddy Sasuke come back!" Oh no. Man, I wish I could explain things like that to her.

"Maybe love. Alright, get ready for school little one."

"Yes sir." She said stealing a piece of toast and running out with it. Sigh, what a day this has started out to be. I finished off my breakfast and got dressed then met Neji downstairs. Boy was he stressed. He was yelling at the carpet installers, while yelling at someone over the phone, all while trying to type up a speech at the counter. Probably my concession speech.

"Morning." I said walking over to him. He was in no mood for a kiss or even an embrace.

"Your suit is too tight, I can see your muscles bulging through it." He said to me, a glare on his face. He went back to his phone call, wedging the phone between his ear and shoulder as he typed. "Yeah Shikamaru, I'm here, no, he just came down the stairs… His suit doesn't fit, he looks like a muscle head at prom! No I'm not dealing with this, I'm calling the Hyuga tailor, in the meantime, get your ass over here and do your job." He yelled. Rather than getting involved in that disaster I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. A few minutes later with a huff he took the cup away from me.

"What? I can't have coffee?"

"I made sure you went to bed early last night and slept well so that you wouldn't be tired, need coffee, then look tired and be hopped up on caffeine."

"You sound like my dad." I joked. He was not amused.

"I'm taking care of you." He said taking the cup and going back to his computer. "The Hyuga tailor will be here in a few minutes."

"Come on Neji the suit isn't that tight."

"Looking like a yoked up young candidate is not going to get you elected. Lay off the protein shakes please."

"Yeah, okay." I said sadly, wrapping my arms around him as he typed, giving him a soft kiss on his cheek. I read the speech over his shoulder; it was perfect as always. Then again, everything Neji does is perfect. Not ten minutes later the Hyuga tailor came over and fixed my suit. Neji got it for me, Armani, and very expensive. I only wear designer suites now. That was sort of an argument amongst my team. During my mayoral election, I was portrayed at the people's mayor, a broke kid with big dreams. Now, well no we're trying to project that I've grown up, that I'm ready to take on a more challenging position in government. As part of that I've married a prominent clan member, and I must always look expensive and dignified. I hate it. It's just not what I envisioned myself being. Of course when I was picturing my life I was with a broke prostitute, having a baby we didn't plan on, and were barely scraping by, but… I don't know… that just felt more like me. My dad doesn't even wear designer suites of this caliber.

Anyways, the tailor got me squared away and my team showed up and set up camp. I took my daughter to school, using that as a photo opportunity and a last chance to talk to the media about my platform. After that, the media followed us to go vote then I spent the rest of my day with my donors and supporters. I ran a clean campaign, not many donors to begin with. In fact most of my campaign contributions came from the general public, not millionaires. That fact in itself actually helped my numbers I think. Got me away from the Sasuke and Akatsuki stigma.

In fact my numbers are good. Really good. I might actually win this thing. Lets hope. As the hours ticked by I began to get more and more nervous. I mean I'm running for senate! That in itself is so crazy. I'm not even twenty-eight years old yet and I might be a senator in less than an hour. Oh my god, it's like all my dreams are suddenly coming true. A senator. Wow.

"Naruto?" I turned around to see my whole family behind me, balloons, flowers, cake, everything.

"Oh my gosh, wow you guys!" I said picking up my daughter and kissing her, giving everyone a hug as I did.

"Are you excited?" My dad asked.

"More nervous than anything." I admitted, slyly sneaking a bit of frosting off the cake and putting it in my mouth. Mikoshina caught me red handed and made me get a fork and give her some frosting too.

"The numbers are looking good, I think you'll be just fine." Mom said, sneaking some frosting herself.

"And you're looking good as well, new suit?"

I nodded, "Neji bought it for me."

"Sure is regal." My mom piped in.

"Well you know, Neji likes to look nice."

"Very nice indeed." Mother continued, looking at the inside of my jacket. "Can you afford this?" To be honest, I'm not really sure. I mean, we sold my house not too long ago, but I'm pretty sure most of that money went into the remodel. I really haven't seen a check nor a bill in over a year probably, maybe more. Neji has it taken care of.

"What can I say, I'm a kept man now mom." I laughed.

"Come on, lets eat this cake before your presence is needed Naruto." Dad said cutting into the bundt cake. We ate and laughed a bit, then Neji cam to get us. I wish he had joined us, being a part of the family now, family time is important, but Neji said he had to work. What can I do about it really? He came in and got us, leading us outside for yet another photo opp. Neji has really taken to embracing the media. I don't know if he likes the spotlight or just thinks it's better if I don't run from it, but whatever it is, it's making my cheeks a little tired of smiling.

The family walked into the ballroom of the grand hotel where my party was and upon walking in, I saw the vote tally on the screen. No way. The election wasn't even over yet and the news was already declaring I won. Not only that, but I won by a landslide. The whole room chanted "Speech, speech, speech, speech!"

"Go ahead, Senator." Neji said with a bow, handing me my speech. I… I won. I'm really a senator!

Sasuke's P.O.V.

"Good morning sir."

"Good morning Sasuke."

"Good morning." I walked through the hallway, paying no attention to the pons. I walked into Garra's cell and his roommate quickly grabbed his stuff and ran out. I said nothing to him, only giving him a nod. He returned it and followed me out of the cell and downstairs. Everyone fell in line and said their good morning's to us. We sat at the table and the desert guys served us our powdered egg omelets and moldy tomatoes with toilet hooch to drink. Losing the greenhouse was a major blow.

"Today's the day Mr. Garra, Mr. Uchiha." One of the desert inmates said, serving us with a bow.

"So it is." Garra said, waving him off to leave.

"How many?"

"Twelve."

"That's more than I had hoped." I said drinking my hooch. It tasted like shit.

"We'll make due. Plus, their loyalty is strong, it never hurts to have friends on the outside." I shrugged. I suppose that's true. "Like you, one day." Garra finished with a subtle wink. Oh please.

"I haven't even got a hearing date yet, who knows if will even really happen."

"I wouldn't take Orochimaru's word lightly, we don't know far his shadow goes." Garra said digging into the omelet. "This shit is disgusting."

"It's sad that this is the best the prison has to offer."

"We should change that."

"It's in the works but that is a serious request, won't happen soon." I said as Suigetsu came back from his patrol.

"Asuma's over seeing the parole hearings, no Fu or Karutsuchi either. We'll have some space today." He said, sitting down with us, refilling my hooch.

"Good." Omoi walked up a few seconds later, his hair neatly combed, looking very nervous.

"Today is the day."

"Today's the day." Garra repeated, handing him his cup.

"I can't, I'm too nervous."

"Your record is clean, never even been written up. If any of us are going to get out, it's you." Sui urged.

"Yeah get out and do what? I'm felon guys."

"You'll figure something out." It's gotta be easier than being in here. I got up and began to walk out.

"Where are you going?"

"I have an appointment." They didn't need to know what for. I walked down the hall and into the janitor's closet before anyone saw where I went. Officer C was already waiting for me. "Did you do it?"

"Consider your last write up nonexistent." He said, putting a condom on. "I don't see why you didn't have Darui just do it." Mostly because he already took care of my last three.

"Come on C, you know you're my favorite." I said slyly, running my hand across his cheek, then going to the sink, dropping my pants and bending over.

"Somehow I find that hard to believe." He said putting himself inside of me and squeezing my ass. Yeah, I hate your guts, but we're both using each other so what does it matter? He started fucking me, then talking to try and make himself last longer. "You hear the election results?" What election?

"What do I care, it's not like I can vote anyways." I said as my hips hit the porcelain sink. That's gonna leave a bruise.

"Your baby daddy, he's a senator. I can't believe you missed it." He said grabbing my hair and pushing me forward. He's what? A senator? Naruto, really? Wow. That's… wow. I felt myself get hard just thinking about him. Officer C and I both looked down, that was a bit shocking.

"Wow, I must really be turning you on right now, I feel that good Uchiha?" In your dreams asshole.

"A reach around wouldn't hurt." I grumbled.

"We ain't here for your pleasure Uchiha, have your little lacky Suigetsu suck you off after we finish." And just like that my boner was gone. Officer C smacked my ass and finished himself off roughly. "You worried about the hit your army is gonna take after today?"

"It will be fine."

"Yeah, sure it will." He said, zipping up, laying the condom flat on my ass and walking out. It made me so angry I wanted to foam at the mouth. Pull it together Uchiha. I walked out of the closet too and cleaned myself up in the bathroom. After that I went to the pharmacy and stood in line. Akitsuchi was standing guard, so I had more time today.

"Good morning Dr." I flirted.

"Morning." Chojiro said, going through the medications, not looking at me at all.

"Any crosswords for me today?" I asked.

"No." He said sliding my medications under the partition. No coke, just the anti-depressants. Shit.

"Okay, what's up, talk to me Chojiro." He slammed the newspaper against the glass so that I could see it.

"You have a daughter? The new senator is your ex? Who the hell are you?" I'm everything you wanted me to be. My old life didn't exactly fit into that equation. What am I supposed to say?

"I guess that's what you get for dating a bad boy." I said taking my meds and walking towards Akitsuchi.

"This isn't over Sasuke!" He called.

"Lovers quarrel?" The officer asked as I handed him his pills.

"Something like that." I broke his damn heart, but I really can't worry about that right now. It's parole hearing day. I went back to H-block where Omoi was getting ready in his cell, combing his hair once more.

"Stand up straight, speak clearly, look the parole board in the eyes." I said helping him out a bit.

"You're one to talk." He laughed.

"Don't screw this up man." I said giving him one final hug.

"Hey, I'll be back in a few hours, it's not like I'm getting out tonight."

"But you're getting out. You have no idea what that means." I said grabbing his shoulders. If I can get Omoi out, I can get myself out. Orochimaru or not. This is a big day indeed.

"I know what it means Sasuke." He said with a smile, putting a hand to mine. "Let's just hope it works."

"It will." His brother came to take him away, to the parole hearing, and I went to do my rounds. Nothing seemed as important now, as meaningful. Orochimaru managed to get Omoi in with this group of possible paroles. It was a token of his sincerity. What's crazy is he went through with it. He did it. If I can clean myself up, I might be next. That's part of the reason why I've been fucking all the guards, trying to get my file to look as nice as possible. And with Omoi really going to this hearing, it might actually be possible for me. But that's a long shot, and a difficult one at that. I have a long record, am under a lot of suspicion, and my crimes are severe. Omoi was a low level prostitute, serving five years, his term was almost up anyways. He didn't run when ombu tracked him down, like Garra and Sui did, and instead of going to trial like they did, he just took a deal. He's squeaky clean, but even still, there's hope. But hope is a very dangerous thing, especially in here.

So I tried to continue business as usual, met up with Dosu to get my fix, worked out outside of my allotted time, then met Chojiro in the chapel. He was more upset with me for lying than anything. Yeah, yeah, I get it, lying hurts people. I get it Dr. Iruka. But I have a good reason for it. To lie, manipulate, it's all for the greater good. It's all for the better. If Chijiro knew the truth, he'd never date me, and we never would have known if he would be our distributer. If Omoi knew the truth about Haku, no one would trust me, and he wouldn't be at his parole hearing right now. I lie for the greater good.

And Naruto, well, I guess he ran an honest campaign. He didn't need me. And that's okay. It's okay that he doesn't need me. I'm… I'm happy for him. But I need him. Anything that was good about me was because of him. Without him, in here, I'm nothing. I'm not worth anything. Maybe I shouldn't get paroled in a few months, maybe I don't deserve it. I sure as hell don't deserve Naruto. But I have to try. I have to try… right?