Do you know how rough it is to have to change songs mid-writing!? Ugh!
As always,
Enjoy!
~Kyvena
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As the morning sky began to bleed a soft red, orange, and yellow colors to awaken the world as they knew it, emerald orbs slowly fluttered open as she laid on top of Madara's chest. Slowly pulling herself away from his tender hold, the pinkette softly groaned and got out of bed.
Being completely nude wasn't a new sight for her to behold. Standing up and stretching, Sakura slowly opened one of her boyfriend's dresser drawers to pull out a regular Uchiha branded t-shirt. Yanking that on, she then stole a pair of Madara's low rising sweat pants and rolled them at the waist-line before exiting the bedroom to walk downstairs.
Pulling out ingredients, the pinkette prepared a healthy breakfast for the "family" before making her way to her daughter's room. Freezing at the door, she then shook her head and walked inside to see her adopted child awake before speaking, "Good morning Aina." Aina gave a smile and nodded, "Morning mom."
Leaving her daughter's door open, she then walked back to her room and opened the door to see that Madara had shifted to his stomach. It was good that he finally got a full night of rest, making her giggle softly as she watched him reach out in the attempts to retrieve his glasses.
Walking to his nightstand, the pinkette picked his glasses up and placed them on her boyfriend's face tenderly, "Baby, breakfast is ready." Madara sat up and moved his legs to hang over his bed, still half asleep as he stood and stumbled forward. Sakura rushed forward and caught him so that they did NOT have to buy his tenth pair of glasses for the month.
Snickering softly, Madara finally opened his eyes... finally feeling rested. The pinkette's face then gained a look of mortification, "I FORGOT TO MAKE COFFEE!" Releasing Madara in a hurry and running out of their bedroom, she then poked her head back in, "Can you tell Aina to come downstairs please?" Nodding his head at her, he then brushed his hair and quickly threw it up into a high ponytail.
Walking to his daughter's bedroom, his eyes widened in horror as he watched his daughter grinning like someone who was evil as she turned on a blacklight with her light off to see invisible splatters of blood on her wall along with writing 'MOM IS THE COOLEST!' Turning around and running down the stairs, Madara glanced at his girlfriend... she appeared so serene and didn't know if he actually SHOULD tell her about this.
Hearing the doorbell ring, Sakura then wiped her hands and made her way to the front door before unlocking and opening it, "Izuna! Welcome home!" Well shit. He had forgotten about that too. Izuna honed a face of horror considering he witnessed his elder brother on the stairs behind the pinkette... whom didn't even know he had even been there in the first place.
Snapping back to reality, Madara cleared his throat, "Sakura... I need you to see this..." Turning her head towards Madara, she then silently nodded and held the door open for Izuna to come in before turning to follow Madara as he made his way back up the stairs and held his finger up to his lips.
Confusion was all she felt.
Nearing Aina's room, Sakura saw NOTHING out of order and tilted her head at her boyfriend, "What?" Scowling slightly, he then walked into Aina's room with folded arms, "Aina... turn your light off and turn your black light on... NOW!" Jumping slightly and gaining a nervous expression as if being yelled at by her father was terrifying, she then rushed to her mother and clung to her arm, "M-Mom... I don't know what he's talking about..."
Scowling softly at Madara, the pinkette shook her head and sighed, "Come on you two, it's time to eat breakfast. Aina, uncle Izuna is back!" Aina's face then brightened up as she rushed down the stairs only for Sakura to scowl at her man, "What in the HELL Madara!?"
Professional lying from a child...
Madara frantically waved his hands in front of his chest, "Honestly Sakura! Do I ever take the time... no... let me rephrase this. Do I honestly care so little about my life to LIE to you!?" The pinkette pressed her pointer finger to her chin and hummed softly before shaking her head slightly, "Mm... no. You haven't "played" enough within your life to take such risky gambles. Let's worry about this once we see Aina off to school... okay?"
Nodding his head, the couple then walked down the stairs, only for Sakura to start believing in what Madara had previously claimed the moment she froze as she heard her daughter telling Izuna about their "epic" battle the night prior and how she had killed two people. Mentioning how much blood there had been made the pinkette's emerald orbs filling with unwanted tears while her body began to tremble.
Izuna glanced up to see Sakura blackout and collapse on the stairs, making his eyes widen as he rushed to catch her before hitting the very bottom of the steps. Snapping his head towards Aina, Izuna then scowled, "AINA, YOUR MOTHER PASSES OUT ANY TIME SHE HEARS ABOUT HER ASSASSINATIONS! NOW BEHAVE FOR YOUR PARENTS!"
The twelve year old rolled her eyes and huffed, "Yeah whatever. Mom wasn't even around for three years. Why should I care? She was awesome last night and I gained a shred of respect for her then." Izuna gained a dumbfounded expression until Madara walked forward angrily and roughly slapped the young girl across the face, "As of today, I am revoking my papers to adopt you. What your birth parents do with you now... is their choice."
Rebellion.
Aina growled angrily, "THE MOMENT THIS BITCH COMES HOME YOU INSTANTLY ABANDON ME LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH!? YOU CAN'T DO THAT! IT'S ILLEGAL!" Madara then held up the adoption forms and placed them within the shredder, "You were saying..." Oh, she was pissed off.
The moment Madara walked away, Aina's orbs snapped towards the passed out pinkette and flipped open a pocket knife. Rushing towards Sakura, Izuna instantly noticed and shielded the passed out pinkette and the knife instantly became lodged within his back. Gritting his teeth, Aina jumped back, "U-Uncle I-Izuna... I-I'm sorry!"
Madara heard the entire commotion and looked back to see his younger brother reaching back and pulling the pocket knife from his back in horror. Grabbing Aina, Madara then walked back to her birth parents home and rang the doorbell. Once Akina opened the door, she smiled brightly, "Lord Madara! How can I help you?"
Narrowing his orbs dangerously, he then placed the twelve year old down and shoved her forward, "I do believe that Ai belongs to you." Akina appeared slightly dumbfounded as she looked at her daughter, "I know that lady Sakura and yourself adopted her!" Madara tilted his head as if confused, "I do not remember any of this happening and neither does Sakura. BUT... Ai DID assault the head family."
This was more than a massive headache for Akina and just as she was about to take Ai back into her home, Sakura ran out, "BABY, WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Turning his head lazily towards his woman, he then sighed, "Sakura, we are not FIT to be parents yet. I have somehow managed for three years by some sort of miracle, but the only children I am willing to care for are the ones that you bless me with."
The pinkette slowly came to a stop and chuckled, "I should have guessed that you would have said that... Aina, come on honey." Sakura then held her hand out and the child rushed to the pinkette, "I'm so sorry mommy! I will never misbehave again!" Sakura hushed softly and kissed the top of her head, "Come now, you have school in a while and you still have not eaten. I'd better get cooking again."
Again...?
Aina and Sakura then walked away hand-in-hand towards the pinkette's apartment - not Madara's home. Madara felt extremely dumbfounded that Sakura would take that sadistic child within her apartment after proclaiming that she always wanted him by her side the night prior.
This woman was going to be death of him...
He was adamant at not allowing this pink haired beauty have any harm fall onto her shoulders, so... here he was... sitting within her apartment with an unreadable expression held on his face as the pinkette went through the trouble of once AGAIN making breakfast.
Once Sakura walked Aina to the bus, she brought the young girl into her arms, "I'm sorry I was not there for you for three years... now, have a good day honey." Aina's eyes instantly filled with tears. In all honesty, that was all she had ever wanted. A simple apology...
Holding out her daughter's lunch for her while winking, Sakura then softly teased, "Don't forget your lunch honey." All of the boys on the bus basically had hearts coming out of their eyes while all of the girls huffed that Madara had not dropped Aina off instead. The moment her daughter got on the bus and the doors closed, Sakura turned bright red from all of the boys on the bus yelling, "AINA, YOUR MOM IS SO DAMN HOT!"
Waving as the bus left, she then heard Madara's deep sigh and unhappy tone, "Sakura." Turning around to look at the obviously angered man and tilted her head, "Babe, why in the hell do you look so pissed off? Seriously... it's scary as hell," she chuckled softly as she began to walk by him, only for him to grasp her shoulder tightly and whirl her around, "SAKURA! YOU ARE BEING RECKLESS WITH YOUR LIFE!"
She had never witnessed so much rage mixed with concern cross this unreadable male's face before and smiled softly, "She's a young girl, Madara. You have no idea what was going through her head due to my absence," her worried tone graced his ears, making him sigh heavily, "Sakura! I refuse to lose you!"
The pinkette chuckled softly at this before replying, "Why would you lose me?" Madara felt as if he were getting NOWHERE with his hard headed girlfriend. Groaning in an agitated tone, he pulled her to his chest, "I'm not telling you... I'm asking you to stop this..." Frowning at his words, she then shook her head, "Aina used to be a cancer patient and was never visited by her birth parents. I won't abandon her as well."
As the pinkette walked away, Madara blew his bangs up in a frustrated manner, "You are so damn hard headed." Hearing this comment only made her chuckle softly as she went back to her apartment to change for work, only to have the life scared out of her the moment she walked into her room to see Izuna holding a picture of her and his elder brother together.
Releasing a heavy breath, Sakura then scoffed, "Izuna! Why in the hell did you come into my bedroom!?" Izuna glanced at her for a moment silently. After a few moments passed, the pinkette gained a nervous smile, "W-Well, I have to get ready for work now. I-I'm sure your home is still open!"
Silence...
Walking to this muscular male, Sakura then pushed him out of her room, "Take a hint Izuna! I said I have to get ready for work now!" Izuna sighed heavily, "Why my elder brother..." Blinking rapidly, the pinkette didn't register his question at all as she tilted her head, "Huh? Oh, hold on for a sec!"
Pulling out her phone after it had jingled, she checked the message from Madara 'I'll be down for work once I get dressed. Please do not leave without me.' Shaking her head she began to reply 'Don't worry, I won't. Izuna is oddly here and asking me a bunch of personal questions... so I'm not actually sure what to do. He won't even let me change...'
Madara's phone jingled, figuring it was just the normal 'I won't leave without you!' but picked his phone up once he was dressed... only for his eyes to widen, "SON OF A BITCH!" Rushing to his girlfriend's apartment, she had drawn her last straw. Whether she liked it or NOT, she would be moving back into his home.
Hearing Sakura's muffled voice cry out, "IZUNA, STOP IT!" Madara then slammed her door open and rushed to her room to find his little brother pinning the pinkette down. Walking forward, the moody male effectively became even MORE moody as he shoved his little brother off of Sakura.
"Go ahead and get dressed babe," his tone rang out if annoyed and she nodded as Izuna was shoved out of the room and the door was closed on him. Leaning against the door with his eyes closed, Madara huffed, "Honestly Sakura. You can't do anything without me around. Now I am not asking... this time, I shall TELL you. You WILL be moving back into our home after our shift at work."
Pulling her crop top over her tube top, Sakura then scowled, "I'M NOT SOME TOY FOR YOU UCHIHA'S! DAMMIT ALL TO HELL! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF, MADARA," she furiously yelled out as she grabbed her keys and pushed by both brothers angrily before exiting her home.
Reaching her motorcycle, the pinkette groaned heavily. Madara had made a good point... he didn't want her kindness to be taken advantage of. He REFUSED to allow for her to be placed within a predicament that she couldn't get out of. Slinging her leg over her motorized bike, she kicked the stand up and inserted the key without waiting for Madara.
The moody male folded his arms as he stared at his little brother, "I am giving you ONE chance... you harm my girlfriend and I will banish you completely from the clan. Understood, Izuna?" Hearing no reply, he then paused at the entrance of the home before spewing out, "Oh... and get out of Sakura's home..."
Scowling heavily, Izuna walked out of the pinkette's home before Madara turned and locked the door. Looking down to where his girlfriend's motorcycle usually was, he instantly sword aloud, "GOD DAMMIT!" Running down to his own motorcycle, he then hopped on and zoomed off.
Looking at the ground, Izuna knew that he had to stop acting so infatuated with the pinkette... they weren't in high school anymore. Shaking his head, he then walked to his home and basically locked himself in. Yes, he was pissed... but he would be more pissed if Sakura had placed a restraining order on him. So... for the time being, he would avoid her as if she carried the plague.
"Big brother! It's NOT funny! I'm being serious," the pinkette fumed as Obito continued to laugh hysterically. Puffing her cheeks out cutely, Madara then walked through the doors while sighing heavily, only making Obito laugh even harder at his little sister's frustrations.
Nagato then walked forward and huffed, "Obito, leave sis alone. Come on." Obito peered over and snickered playfully. Shaking her head, Sakura then softly sighed, "Madara, your turn to run the front counter." He hated working the counter and she knew that, making her head, "Oh, that's right, you don't like working the counter. Big brother, you're up."
Obito lifted his brow and walked behind the counter as women stood outside to stare at the leader of the prestigious Uchiha clan. The moment Nagato flipped the sign over from closed to open, all of those females ran inside and began to swarm the moody male.
Sakura rolled her eyes and hopped onto the counter before lying down on the cold granite. Obito watched as his pink haired little sister fumed silently and did not pull out her cellphone. Placing his cheek within his propped up open palm, he then chuckled, "Sis, what's got you in such a foul mood?" Grumbling was all he heard, making him lift his brow, "Great talk," was all he replied with.
Every so often, Madara would peer over at his fuming girlfriend to watch her silent state of rage. Once Naruto came in, Sakura's head popped up like a puppy. Luna rushed forward and instantly pounced on the blonde haired young man before lying on his chest as if she owned him as a personal bed.
Sighing, Madara folded his arms and clicked his tongue within his mouth, "Luna, come." The massive fluffy white pup then padded over and sat beside her daddy. Naruto groaned as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head, "Damn, I swear that she does that on purpose every damn time I come into the shop! Sakura! Can't you train Luna to NOT play down, set, hut with me!?"
Dangerous emerald orbs flicked up, making Naruto to back away so that he stood beside Madara. Placing his hand over his mouth, the blonde dummy then whispered, "What in the hell did you do this time, Madara!?" Sakura merely shook her head at this because Naruto wasn't known as the most discreet whisperer in the world.
Pulling her crop top off, she then walked out into her garage for the sounds of tinkering to begin echoing. Right at that moment, Sasuke walked inside while holding lunch for the pinkette and peered around at the awkwardness that now clung to Silhouette, "Man, what did you do this time, Madara?"
Of course it was ALWAYS his fault... Duh.
Shaking his head, Sasuke then walked to the garage and opened the door before walking inside, "Hey sis? Why is it so damned awkward in the shop? Something happen?" Wiping her oil stained hand across her cheek, it became smeared across her face as sweat beaded down her body. Explaining everything to Sasuke with folded arms, he then blew his bangs up.
"I hate to admit this Sakura, but Madara has a point... but I think you already know that. You've known Madara since you guys were kids, trust in his intuition... besides, isn't that what a couple does? They trust in the other's worry and concern held for them, am I right or not," he spoke as he handed the pinkette her lunch.
Gaining a playful gleam as she took her lunch, she then teased, "That's not what you said when we had sex together." This comment made Sasuke's cheeks stain bright red, "S-SIS! STOP!" Rolling her eyes, she then turned and walked so that she could sit on Sasuke's lap the moment he took a seat on her comfortable couch.
Madara sighed heavily and walked into the garage to see HIS girlfriend sitting on the lap of his high ranking officer. Clenching his fists tightly, he then watched as the pinkette offered Sasuke some of the lunch he had brought her before and held a slightly annoyed face before taking the bite.
Calming himself, he knew that Sasuke thought of Sakura like she was his sister and performed this professional lying act off with absolute perfection so that it fooled his leader. Shaking his head, he then walked back inside of the shop and the moment the door closed, Sasuke ran his hand over the pinkette's muscular belly.
The pinkette lifted her pink based brow, only for Sasuke to chuckle softly as he wiped some of the food from her cheek, "Thanks for hiding my problem Sakura." - "Huh?" That's when the younger male adjusted on her lap for her to turn bright red, "S-Sasuke!" Her tone projected in embarrassment, making him snicker softly, "It IS your fault."
Finished eating now, the pinkette took the rest of the food to Obito and kissed the top of his head, "There you go big brother." Smiling at her softly, Obito began to eat until slightly choking once Sakura whispered into his ear. Ramming his fist against his chest once he began to choke, he shot his gaze up to his little sister, "You are KIDDING me, right sis!?"
She then shook her head, making him sigh heavily and call out to the pinkette's boyfriend, "Madara, kick Sasuke out before a problem becomes an issue that needs to be manually taken care of!" This made Madara lift an eyebrow, "What do you mean exactly?" The memo obviously hadn't been deciphered.
Obito groaned, "Kick Sasuke out before YOUR girlfriend is put in a sticky situation!" That had alarm bells ringing within his mind as his mouth slightly gaped open, "Y-You're kidding, right Obito!?" Obito then gave his leader one hell of a dry look as if shouting 'WOULD I FUCKING JOKE ABOUT THIS!?'
It was now the end of the day and Sakura stretched in an exhausted manner. Walking out of the door and locking it, the pinkette then turned to gain a look of slight surprise the moment she witnessed her boyfriend leaning over motorcycle almost sensually as he fixed something, "M-Madara?"
Hearing her voice, the leader of the Uchiha flipped his long high ponytail over to see his girlfriend's flustered as she fidgeted uncomfortable, making him stand up and walk to her open garage. He knew she would be curious as to why he had entered her garage, so the moment he witnessed her poking her head in as he peeled his t-shirt off of his nothing less than perfect form.
Again... COMPLETELY UNJUST!
Stalking forward, the moody male wrapped his arm around the pinkette to pull her inside before pulling the garage door down. Pushed against a wall, Sakura gasped sharply the moment Madara's lust filled crimson orbs opened. She did NOT argue with this beautiful man. Pulling his gloves off, he merely dropped them to the side and noted these pants would HAVE to go soon because it was becoming painful to keep his second head contained.
Just as Madara reached for her shorts, a bang came to the garage door, "Mom! I came to Silhouette so you could drive me home!" Madara released a low groan and placed his forehead between his pinkette's breasts. How many times was he going to be cock blocked!? Softly, Sakura spoke, "Fine... I will move back in."
Nuzzling her breasts now, a contempt sigh was released from his mouth that hit her skin. Her skin was now set ablaze and she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing would escape her lips. Madara snickered as he called out, "One moment Aina." Unbuttoning both of their pants... or shorts... both were hasty and removed their undergarments and Madara immediately turned the pinkette around and pressed on her back to lower her.
Neither were satisfied with how quick it had been, leaving Madara in one HELL of a foul mood. Dressed, Sakura smiled as she laced her hand through his as they opened the garage door to see Aina impatiently waiting. The moment both walked out, the twelve year old bolted forward and wrapped her arms around her mother, "Hi mom!"
Tapping his chin with his left handed pointer finger, a gentle hum was released, "That is right... Sakura, you and I will be going on a mission tonight... together. Aina, you will have to stay with your uncle until we return home." The way that Aina now ignored him was making his eye twitch furiously until Sakura squeezed his hand, "Ready to go home?"
God he loved her...
Nodding his head, Sakura then grasped the handles of her motorcycle and flung her leg over the side while Aina climbed on the back and held her mother tightly, "So mom! Today at school I beat everyone in gym! We were playing dodgeball and it was SO easy for someone who has the Sharingan."
This made Madara's eyes widen in horror, "W-What did you just say...? You used your Sharingan for all to see!?" Aina then nodded, "Yeah, so what." Sakura lowered her head at that moment because she knew... now she would have to eliminate innocent children in broad daylight - so she would have to wear her black wig to make her look like a full blooded Uchiha.
Turning his head towards Sakura, Madara then frowned, "Forgive me, perhaps I did not explain well enough to Aina that our Sharingan is to stay hidden..." Sakura shook her head abruptly and turned her motorcycle on before hitting the throttle and rushing home as fast as she possibly could.
Returning home, the pinkette clung to Madara's bulky arm tightly as she walked up the stairs to reach the head family's home. Opening the door for his girlfriend, he noticed how she would not move without him and sighed as he began to walk forward. Aina was so excited... she was going to get to see her mother KILL everyone who was not an Uchiha within her class.
Dinner was silent, showering was quick, and getting to bed was problematic considering that Madara had taken Izuna to go on the mission he had spoken about earlier. By the time Madara returned home, Sakura waited outside and her eyes widened the moment she witnessed Madara holding his side as blood dripped to the ground.
Rushing over to her boyfriend, Izuna then helped take him inside and she quickly brought out her laser treatment to patch him right up. Sitting up, Madara sighed, "Thank you, Sakura. I will call Obito, tomorrow... both of us will go undercover." Sakura nodded and climbed into bed as Madara made the call to Obito before getting into bed as well.
The next morning came far too soon... neither Madara, nor Sakura had gained much sleep the night prior. Izuna had effectively scolded Aina that the Sharingan should never be used in public and now helped with the mission. Undercover wearing nothing but black t-shirts, jeans, and wigs; they all then left for Aina's school.
All then activated their Sharingan as they walked up to the school. Sakura tightly held both of her handguns as her boots gracefully made their way forward. All three of them did not want to have to do this... but they didn't have a choice now. The surveillance showed the three approaching with handguns and the alarm was instantly activated.
The principle ran forward and was about to question their motives until Sakura held her gun up and pulled the trigger with ease. Aina was now in gym when the alarm began to sound, only to notice both of her parents and uncle... whom no longer cared about their cover being blown considering they shot all cameras before removing their cover.
Sakura emptied out her barren chambers and shoved her hands down to slam new bullets within before cocking the beautifully crafted handgun. Madara's crimson orbs flicked towards Aina to see her sadistic facial expression. Izuna and Sakura immediately rushed forward and Izuna skidded to a stop to begin taking hasty shots until his barrels were empty.
Noticing the gym teacher coming straight for Izuna, the pinkette rushed up and jumped onto Izuna's shoulder, taking the teacher down before shooting the rest of the children. Twirling her handguns and slamming them back into her holsters, Aina then ran forward... only to stop once a shot fired and she froze in her tracks to see Madara had just given her a warning shot.
Pulling out four throwing knives, the pinkette kept her head lowered, "All of this... all of this carnage and death... IS YOUR SIN!" Snapping her head up, the pinkette tossed the blades up within the air and Aina activated her Sharingan with a scowl. Grabbing three of the blades, Sakura gracefully hurled them towards Aina, yet without Aina even seeing, her mother flipped midair to slam her foot on the fourth's hilt.
Shock settled in when that knife slammed into her stomach. The moment Sakura landed and looked up, tears flowed from her crimson orbs freely as she turned towards Madara and whispered spitefully, "This... This is your fault..." Walking over to Aina as she cried from the pain, the pinkette lowered her body and lifted the child into her arms, "I'm so sorry Aina..."
Pulling out a travel sized laser treatment, the pink haired mother pulled the knife and sealed the wound before standing up, "Aina... come on..." Standing up, the young girl followed her mother out of the school. Sakura then rushed the two back the the Uchiha compound and packed both of their bags.
By the time Madara and Izuna got home... Sakura and Aina were gone...
Now having the chance to live with her mother for a grand total of two years now, Aina's mental health had stabilized fantastically. Now fourteen years of age, Aina walked inside of her house, "Hey mom! Is it okay if Inochi comes over?" Glancing over her shoulder, Sakura's thigh length locks flowed beautifully around her, "You mean that boy you like a lot?"
Sakura, now twenty-four years old, watched her daughter's face turn completely red as she fanned her hands frantically in front of her face, "M-MOM! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" Giggling, Sakura then walked to her daughter and poked her forehead, "Sure, why not. Door stays open though, am I clear?" Nodding her head, Aina then opened the door, "Inochi! She said yes!"
The handsome young man walked in and smirked at the pinkette, who was currently covered in oil thanks to her new shop 'Lovers'. She continued to keep Silhouette open, but handed the ownership title over to Obito. None of the Uchiha's knew where they were now, even if they WERE still in Konoha. It was a massive city, so it was hard to pinpoint them at all.
Aina's eyes had stabilized and that's what the initial problem had been. After having Naori scan Aina's eyes, she found that the levels within them were unstable and a quiet setting would do her some good. Something WAS odd though... this young man, Inochi, looked so much like Madara that it wasn't even funny.
His hair was held within a spiky and unruly long high ponytail and his long bangs covered the right side of his eyes. He sported an expensive pair of glasses that looked cute on him... but the thing was, he held himself very well as if he were of royalty. Sakura had to admit the boy was beautiful, but realized that she had never met the boy's parents and figured it was time to with how much time her daughter and him were spending together.
"Oh, Inochi? Can you call your parents so that I can meet them? I want to make sure that I have their approval for you two to be spending so much time together," the pinkette explained as she made the great failing attempt to wipe the oil off of her smooth belly. Nodding his head, he pulled out his phone and dialed the number to his home phone.
It rang and rang... oh, how did he not see this prolonged outcome coming? Suddenly a female voice answered impatiently, "INOCHI! WHERE ARE YOU!?" Inochi winced a little and pulled the phone away from his ear as he spoke, "Hey mom, my friend's mom would like to meet you and dad." - "Oh? Is that all? Well, your dad should be done with his work any moment now. OH! He's done early! Can you give me the address?"
Giving the address, the mother then sighed, "All right, we are on our way over now. So until then, BEHAVE!" - "Y-Yes ma'am!" Inochi nodded and hung his phone up, "They are on their way. Oh, I forgot to grab my books out of my car. Aina, go ahead and wait for me in your room."
Aina nodded and walked up the stairs to head to her room as Inochi ran outside to grab his books before calmly walking in, making the pinkette chuckle, "Inochi, I don't think I even know your last name." Turning to look at her, he slightly huffed, "That's because I don't like giving it. I was adopted to someone really important so it's a hassle. To answer you though, I have the same last name as you, Miss Uchiha."
Okay, no need to panic... right?
An extremely loud hum could then be heard and Inochi slightly paled, "Dad's here... Miss Sakura, don't mind his bad attitude and bad manners. That's just how he is." Just then an expensive car pulled into Sakura's driveway, running over a lot of her tools and making her groan. Inochi then gave a soft sigh, "Mom can be really loud and perverted in front of people who are beautiful, so excuse her as well..."
A knock then came to the door and Sakura motioned for him to open it considering she was STILL trying to get oil off of her body while washing dishes at the same time. The door then opened and Inochi bowed before motioning to where Sakura was, "She's in the kitchen." Inochi walked in with two people behind him and the moment Sakura turned to see who it was, the plate she had been holding fell from her hands to shatter on the ground.
Aina heard the crash and ran out of her room and down the stairs, "MOM, ARE YOU O...K...A...Y..." her voice faded off, yet she gulped roughly and ran around the culprits as the pinkette sat on the floor with a shard of the plate rammed into her foot. Slowly, she pulled the shard out and a tear slid down the pinkette's face before gasping in sharply, "T-Thank you honey."
Snapping around, she activated her stabilized and fully matured Sharingan towards the two while yelling, "DAD!? MISS INO!? WHAT IN THE HELL!?" Madara's eyes held contacts and his hair was down once again as he lazily exclaimed, "I do not believe I have met EITHER of you. Might I ask both of your names?"
Go figure.
The pinkette rolled her eyes as she sealed the wound on her foot with her hand held laser technology and stood up to grab a broom and dustpan, "You know very well who I am. I mean, it's not like I look much different. You can lie professionally to other people, but not me, Madara..." Madara huffed in an agitated tone, but noticed as to how it looked as if the pinkette had barely aged within the two years they had spent apart.
A grossed out sound then escaped from Aina's mouth, "Oh gross! Inochi, that makes you my brother!" Sakura then bubbled over with laughter and poked her daughter's tummy, "I knew that you liked him! YOU CONFESSED!" Aina then glared at Madara, "WHY CAN'T YOU STOP BREAKING MOM'S HEART! GET OUT, YOU LIFE WRECKER!"
Madara stayed glued to his spot, yet rose a single gloved hand to rub at his eyes. Sakura then sighed heavily, "Honestly... the bathroom is around the corner. Take your contacts out." Ino then folded her arms under her large breasts, "Do NOT tell MY husband what to do!" Sakura shrugged lightly and looked at the floor with the saddest expression ever held, "I do apologize..."
Blinking tears away now, Sakura continued to sweep, "Well, as it stands... I do not have an issue with Inochi spending time with my daughter, Aina. He's a polite young man that watches over my daughter. As I'm sure you are aware, both myself and my daughter are Uchiha's as well. Now then, dinner will be done soon if you all would like to stay. I always cook way too much!"
Aina then gave her mother a pleading look, "Mom, NO! Your heart is fragile enough! IT BREAKS MY HEART WHEN I WAKE UP TO THE SOUND OF YOU SOBBING WHILE YOU SIT IN THE GARAGE! YOU LEFT THE MAN YOU LOVED FOR ME! HE GOT MARRIED, SO MOVE ON!" - "Man, big brother you left in such a hurry that I had to follow out of curiosity," a chipper tone rang out in the form of a laugh.
Mouths had effectively fallen wide open...
"U-UNCLE I-IZUNA!?" Aina yelled out, making him turn with a surprised facial expression before darting around the corner to see Sakura. Tears were now falling from her face and he rushed forward, only for Sakura to tightly wrap her trembling arms around his neck, "I-Izuna..."
Sure... he was married now... but the sight in front of him bothered him more than anything. Finally, his daughter yelled something that made his heart shatter, "I WISH UNCLE IZUNA MOVED IN SO THAT I COULD HAVE A DAD!" Izuna snickered softly, "WELL now, that doesn't sound like a bad option!"
"Mom, PLEASE? You've known Uncle Izuna WAY longer anyway," the fourteen year old begged and scoffed. However, Sakura then looked at her daughter with a gentle smile, "That's not true... I knew Madara when I was a small child. You do remember the story right?" - "YES, I REMEMBER IT! I STILL NEED A DAD IN MY LIFE, MOM," the young Uchiha girl shouted in a frustrated tone.
Swallowing harshly, she then nodded with dead appearing orbs, "Why in the hell not..."
Three months later and Izuna walked in the house late at night wearing a wedding band. Sakura and him just decided to do it so that Aina had a mother AND father figure around. Ruffling his long locks, he groaned softly, "BABE, I NEED A TOWEL!" Sakura was now used to Izuna coming home in a completely bloodied mess.
Walking down the steps, the pinkette frowned, "Again...?" The long haired raven released a heavy breath and nodded, "Yeah, I'm sorry..." Shaking her head, she began to wash his biker coat and gear off so that he no longer appeared as if he had just taken a shower in blood. Finding a clean section of the towel, she then wiped the blood away from his handsome, but exhausted, face.
"Go shower before you wake Aina," she spoke softly and sadly. She wanted a normal life... no more gang ties... no more violence. Izuna nodded and walked to their room and began to shower. Sakura's eyes then dulled as she walked out into her open garage and slid against a wall to hug her knees tightly to her chest as she leaned her head down to place her face within the comfort her knees offered and finally broke down.
A soft chuckle was then heard, making her head shoot up and quickly wipe her eyes as she glared at the person leaning against her home, yet right beside her garage. Pushing himself off of the wall, he then walked into the garage and her eyes widened as he reached out to her frozen form to wipe away her tears.
Slowly the door to the garage opened, making her turn her head as Izuna sighed heavily when he walked out in nothing but low rising sweatpants. Blinking rapidly at his wife's frozen form, he then sat beside her and pulled the precious female close, "Babe... what's bothering you? I thought you were getting over this." Sakura finally snapped out of it and leaned her face into his collarbone, "Mm... your scent always calms me..."
This made Izuna chuckle softly, "Is that so? Then maybe you should always wear my clothing. Besides... you look sexy in them." A grossed out voice was then clearly hear behind them, "GROSS dad!" Snickering, he then leaned his head onto Sakura's, "Aina... one day you will find a love that holds no bounds. Now then! Come give me my hug and get your ass to bed. You have school tomorrow," he added while winking playfully.
The fourteen year old laughed and ran to her dad before hugging him tightly, "Love you mom. Love you dad." Izuna then gave a cheeky smile, "As do we love you! Now, would you like your mother to give you a ride to school tomorrow? It's almost your birthday, so start thinking of a gift that you would want!" All then retreated to their beds to gain some much needed rest.
The next morning came to quickly. Long lashes fluttered open as she slept on her overworked husband who looked far too exhausted for his young age of twenty-four. Running her slim fingertips through his silky long locks, Sakura pulled herself out of bed and walked down the stairs. Making a healthy and quick breakfast, the pinkette then made coffee and walked to the bottom of the stairs, "AINA, IZUNA, WAKE UP!"
Soon enough everyone ate and Izuna grumbled softly, not being a morning person at all. Sakura laughed at how this man, whom was once the most popular teen in high school and fawned over by each and every girl, could not look perfect. His loose long locks were knotted and messy and he looked many years older than he actually should.
Frowning, Sakura then brushed Izuna's long locks and tied them up in a low ponytail while quietly asking, "Can you get more sleep...?" The long haired raven tilted his head back and grumbled softly, "No..." Aina then rushed and grabbed her backpack, "Bye dad, love you!" Snickering tiredly, he then waved, "Have a good day Aina, love you too."
Sakura then leaned down and placed her lips to Izuna's, which he prolonged for an extensive period of time while his masculine hands tangled within her long locks. Aina grossed out once she ran back in to see the makeout paradise going on, causing Sakura to pull away and spoke softly while Izuna pouted cutely, "I'll see you tonight..."
Sakura, already dressed for work in a crop top with a tube top underneath so she could work on motorcycles. She also wore a hiked up pair of sweatpants and athletic running shoes. Walking to her motorcycle, she flung her leg over. Teenagers fawned over her every time she dropped her daughter off, which in a sense... made her daughter extremely popular.
Driving down the road with two different colors of long locks fluttering wildly within the wind, Sakura then came to a red light and slowed down. She was one block away from Aina's school and she enjoyed speaking with her daughter's friends for a while. Upon arrival, Aina jumped down and the pink haired mother kicked her stand down as she stood up to brush her daughter's messy hair.
"MRS. UCHIHA," a large group of girls and boys rushed to swarm them and she began to talk with her daughter and her friends, laughing so often until something red caught her eye, making her tilt her head to see Inochi jumping off of the back of his father's motorcycle once he had parked. Turning back to the group of friends as Inochi ran forward and waved, she then glanced to the ground, "S-Sorry... I have to get to work now."
Walking to her motorcycle, the pinkette grasped her handlebars and flung her leg over the side before she kicked the stand up. About to leave, Madara zoomed in front of her, making her scowl, "Madara, move! I have to get to work!" The bell for school then rang and all of the students walked inside while telling Inochi that his dad was a serious jerk.
All alone now, Sakura folded her arms, "Madara, you are slowly killing Izuna. He looks like he could pass for a thirty year old! Lessen his work load! He comes home every night covered in blood and has made a career out of apologizing to me for getting home so late!" He said nothing as he eyed her body tauntingly so that she would KNOW.
DAMN UCHIHA EGOS!
Finally he released a heavy sigh, "If you are wishing to help lessen his work load then I will begin assigning missions to you again." Sakura then smirked, "Why is that? Can't your skanky wife help out? Oh wait... no she can't. She has had NO combat training at all and screams every time you both go to the firing range and you take a single shot," she mocked him with her arms folded.
Lowering her head to look at the motorcycle that Madara had custom made for her when she was seventeen, she kicked the stand down and turned it off. Handing him the keys, the pinkette began to walk away with a hand lifted into the air, "Give it to Ino if she isn't too scared to learn how to ride it." Pausing, she then grinned and smirked at him, "Oh... and Madara?"
"Hm..." he grumpily replied as she grinned, "I don't know if this is false info or not, but a member from the new gang, the foundation, named Sai - well, Ino and him have been hooking up. Apparently you can't satisfy her just as much as you could never satisfy me." With that, she turned and began to walk away as tears filled her emerald orbs, forcing the Sharingan to stay at bay.
After hearing a rumor like that, Madara was about ready to blow up. However, one thing stopped him. Looking down into his hand he peered at the key the pinkette had given to him. Sighing heavily, he put the key into his pocket before driving up to her, "Get on. I do happen to know where your new shop is located, you know."
Shaking her head, she then smirked, "I'd rather take a bus or train."
"DAMN THAT BITCH OF A WOMAN," Madara heaved in front of his officers. Izumi then lifted a brow, "Lord Madara, who in the HELL are you talking about?" Snapping vicious crimson orbs towards the youngest officer he had, the moody male then snarled out, "SAKURA!"
This made all of them, minus one, shocked. Izuna merely gained a pissed off face, "What about my wife!?" Madara, enraged to the max now, hurled a throwing knife at his little brother - only for him to shift his body so that he hadn't been cut. His head felt lighter though. Izumi then gasped, "LORD IZUNA, LOOK DOWN!"
Sasuke groaned now. GREAT. Now the two wouldn't be able to be told a part... but maybe, just maybe Izuna would regain some of his youth if HE took over some of his cousin's jobs for him in his place. Once Madara finished his rant, Izumi and Sasuke walked to Izuna, whom was slightly pissed off that his long hair had been effectively cut off.
Telling his plan to his cousin quietly, Izuna nodded hastily before Izumi regretfully snipped away at Izuna's locks even more to make him look exactly like Sasuke. Madara then walked in at the two that were dressed the EXACTLY the same and looked like damn twins, "Izuna, I have a whole list of missions for you. You will not be done until late tonight."
Handing out the enormous stack of papers for Izuna, Sasuke walked forward while holding Izuna's expression and took the papers. Not saying anything, he then turned and left to get this list started. If his cousin had been getting this much work every single day, there was a very good reason he was so exhausted.
Professional trickery.
Madara then fanned "Sasuke" and Izumi off and did as they were told. Izuna had never appreciated his cousin so much until this day. He could now rest up and spend some much overdue time with his family. Izuna was also aware of how many Uchiha's the pinkette had been with and it honestly didn't bother him all too much.
Sakura had just finished her brand new custom made motorcycle so that she had a vehicle to use. Black at the bottom, the top held a sparkly hot pink faded into a sparkly light pink. Diamonds were tastefully sprinkled all over the pink coloration along with the Uchiha crest with Izara's Sharingan pattern with angel wings on each side, looking exactly like her tattoo that she held for the deceased Uchiha female.
Cranking the speed to break the speed that her last motorcycle had held, the pinkette then nodded and smiled brightly as she wiped her cheek to accidentally smear oil across it whenever she heard her store's bells jingle happily to make her aware that there were now customers within the shop.
Walking out, her brows slightly furrowed in confusion due to knowing that she had never told Sasuke where her new shop had even been located, "Sasuke? Why are you here?" Izuna snickered playfully and walked forward, "Madara cut my hair today, so I now look exactly like Sasuke. He's taking over a lot of my missions so that I can spend more time with my family."
Looking at the clock, the pinkette chuckled, "Well, it is closing time anyway. Saina should be at home already, so let's get going!" Walking to her garage, Izuna then gained a puzzled expression, "Sakura? Where is the motorcycle that Madara custom built for you?" Sakura chuckled softly and looked back towards her new motorcycle, "I gave it back to him..."
Riding home, Izuna had one HELL of a time trying to keep up with his wife as she pulled into her driveway, only for Izuna to pull up a whole twenty minutes later. Parking and jumping off he then held a single finger up, "I'm going to surprise Aina." Sweat dropping slightly, the pinkette then cleared her throat, "Are you wearing your glasses... or have you been driving blind...?"
Oh yeah...
Izuna instantly pulled his glasses on, "Whoops." Sakura instantly released a heavy sigh, "Don't be so reckless ever again Izuna Uchiha! Am I understood!?" Saluting his pink haired wife like a soldier, he released a gentle chuckle, "Yes ma'am! I understand completely!"
The two then walked inside and Izuna walked towards his daughter, only to hear her and Inochi studying for a test. Walking into Aina's room, she looked up with a puzzled expression, "Uncle Sasuke?" Izuna snickered playfully, "You wish!" Aina's face brightened immensely as she jumped up, "DAD!"
Holding his arms open, the fourteen year old girl then ran into her father's arms and he twirled her around. Inochi looked so confused due to the fact that he had HEARD his father talking about how many missions he was going to give his younger brother, but then realized as to what was actually going on, "Uncle Sasuke let you get out of your missions, huh? I won't tell uncle Izuna."
Sakura then walked up and smiled softly as Aina backed away from Izuna, knowing her mother needed the love from her father way more than she actually did. Backing away, Aina then winked towards her mother, "I have to finish up studying. I'll see you guys at dinner time." The pink haired mother then nodded, "All right honey." Her daughter was smart as hell and she knew that. Normally she didn't even need to study, but she always did just incase.
Taking Izuna's hand, Sakura then walked this exhausted man down the steps and once at the bottom of the stairs, she turned her body towards him and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as he brought his arms up to circle them around his wife's waist securely before burrowing his face into her hair and inhaling her sweet scent deeply, "Sakura... I love you so much..."
Smiling a hidden weak and saddened smile, her voice then projected softly, "I love you too, Izuna Uchiha..." Izuna had been so tired as of late that sex was out of the question for him. That, she didn't mind all too much until he had started living with her. Oddly, the two NEVER had sex and for some odd reason, this never bothered her all too much.
Hearing the doorbell ring, she walked Izuna to the couch and laid his body down. Smiling tenderly at the man she was married to, the pinkette slightly frowned when she brushed his bangs lightly... only for there to be no ponytail. Walking towards the door, she then opened it to find Ino, "Hello Ino."
The blonde scowled angrily, "You have some nerve! My husband seeing your face has made him ignore me entirely!" The pinkette blinked rapidly, "And just how is that MY fault?" Ino became even more angry as Inochi jogged down the stairs to get him and Aina something to drink, only for Ino to yell, "INOCHI! TIME TO GO!" Sakura then frowned lightly, "Ino, they are studying for an important test..."
Ino rolled her eyes, "I don't care!" Sakura then released a heavy sigh, "So, you wish for him to go to a prep college instead of a normal college like you did?" Ino now looked like a human based ticking time bomb, "INOCHI, LET'S GO NOW! YOU ARE AN UCHIHA, YOU SHOULD BE LEARNING THIS ALL ON YOUR OWN!"
Sakura then rolled her eyes, "It doesn't matter what name you have. You are a perfect example of that. You can't even help your husband with his work... now can you... Mrs. Uchiha?" Ino pulled out her gun and pointed it at the pinkette's forehead, "I'm going to kill you!" Sakura then snickered and reached behind her to unclasp both of her holsters to pull BOTH guns out with a skilled twirl.
"Now... you are threatening me within my own home... do you actually think that I would go to jail for protecting your child and my child," the pinkette mused towards the bleach blonde. Activating her Sharingan, Sakura watched as Ino pulled the trigger in slow motion, merely stepping to the side before both of her firearms were fired at the same time on either sides of the bleach blonde's head to intentionally miss.
Deactivating her Sharingan, Sakura looked behind her, "Inochi, time to go." He swiftly nodded and rushed back upstairs to grab his backpack and textbooks. Running back downstairs, he then rushed out of the home and bowed, "Thank you for allowing me to study." The pinkette nodded to his comment, but kept her emerald based orbs trained to Ino's firearm.
Ino's face then turned bright red as "Sasuke" rushed up, "S-Sasuke!?" Sakura lazily glanced at the red tint on the blonde's face before sighing heavily, "By the way, Ino... Sai told me about you two hooking up. I didn't know that you were also hooking up with Sasuke. Now get off of my property..." the deadly tone produced was nothing to fuck with and even the blonde moron could tell that.
Quickly putting her guns away the moment she heard sirens, Ino continued to give the pink haired mother a deep stare of hatred for much too long as Sakura folded her arms and gave a devious smirk. The cop cars then showed up and Sakura then knew it was time to put on a show as her face gained a look of panic.
"MRS. UCHIHA, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT," one of the cops yelled as he rushed forward, only to notice that there were TWO Mrs. Uchiha's present, "Erm... Sakura, are you all right!?" Looking at the cop, her voice became shaky, "H-Her son comes o-over to s-study at my h-home. S-She just showed u-up and pulled her g-gun on me!"
The cop narrowed his eyes at the blonde and looked back to Sakura, "Inochi, go back inside of Sakura's home. I want you to wait here until your father can pick you up." Pulling out handcuffs, the officer then bound Ino's arms behind her back and began to lead her back to his squad car, "You are under arrest. Anything you do or say may be used against you within court." With that, the blonde was shoved into the back of his squad car.
"Dad! I'm telling you, Miss Ino was ARRESTED," Inochi whispered within a state of panic, "She's being put in jail! What do I do!?" Hearing a sudden snicker over the phone line, puzzled him until his father spoke out, "Akuto, you are to stay with Sakura now that, that headache has been arrested. You know that I've always loved your mother." - "W-What!? Dad! Geez, you really ARE useless when mom is around!" Inochi whispered angrily.
"Perhaps. She has always had a way of making any man bend to her will. She does not ask for respect, no. She merely EXPECTS to be respected. That is why so many of the Uchiha still consider your mother the head lady of the Uchiha clan," Madara explained as he zoomed down the highway to reach the pinkette's home.
One last thing was then said on Inochi's part, "Dad, I might only be a pawn in your game of chess... so I can only listen to you when you tell me to do something... but I think mom would be happier if you left her alone. Uncle Izuna and her live very comfortably and happily." A sharp tsk was then heard, "Akuto, you might not understand now, but your mother means everything to me. Keep your sister busy once I arrive, understood?" - "Understood, sir."
Sakura had heard this entire conversation, making her eyes widen immensely. 'I-I'm Inochi's mother!?' - "Ah, by the way Akuto... do not be shocked, but she is probably listening to our ENTIRE conversation. Be extra careful, because when she is angry, the devil within her arises." - "R-Right... I understand." - 'Oh, fuck him! HE IS SUCH AN EGOTISTICAL BASTARD!' The pinkette furiously fumed internally.
Hearing the click of Inochi hanging up, Sakura silently bolted away and began to wash dishes while gentle hums escaped her lips to calm herself. Inochi then walked out of the bathroom to see the pinkette at the sink, making him smile softly while thinking, 'What in the hell is dad talking about!? Mom is like an angel...'
Izuna was up in his and Sakura's room within a deep sleep so that he could actually appear young again when a stern knock then came to the Sakura and Izuna's home, causing the pinkette to call out as she wiped all of the soapy water off of her hands to a rag that she ended up flipping over her shoulder, "Just a moment please!"
Madara stood outside of the pinkette's home with his arms folded, yet held an all too cocky smirk. The moment Sakura opened the door, she was yanked out of the home and pulled to the side of her home before she was then pinned against the wall. Grinning at the pinkette, he then ran a gloved finger slowly up her muscular belly.
Biting her bottom lip roughly, she then released a sharp gasp the moment he decided to test to see how long she could actually stay silent and tenderly brushed his finger over a single nipple to make it quickly harden, "M-Madara... s-stop i-it..." Yet her eyes betrayed her as they bled crimson, making him hum in satisfaction.
You cannot fool the eyes that reflect the heart...
Just as Sakura opened her mouth to yell at the moody male, he spoke first, "You know, I do believe that everyone EXCEPT you was made aware that you were actually married to ME." Sakura gained a dumbfounded look on her face as Madara lowered his forehead to her shoulder to silently take in her scent.
Leaning back up with a smirk, Madara continued, "I sent Izuna continuously on missions to appear as if I were jealous while he played the part of the perfect husband while at home. Aina was made aware by Ak-Inochi that he was her brother and of our plan. The others acted as if they did not know where you lived, yet constantly guard your home because many of the clans continue to try to hunt you down to either kill or recruit you."
Shifting his crimson orbs to the side, he released a rare chuckle, "To be completely honest... I could not find you at first. You are a tricky one to locate and I expected nothing less from you. So, I had to contact one person out of a small handful of people that I knew you would never hide yourself from... Minato. He was the one who helped me pinpoint your location."
Releasing a heavily breath, he then peered at the beautiful pinkette that he loved so much, "Our son even took on a code name of "Inochi" just to throw you off even more. His true name is Akuto. When I adopted him, I signed your name instead of Ino's because she didn't even WANT to adopt him. When she married me, I also signed YOUR name. When you and Izuna got "married"... he signed MY name instead of his own."
Hearing Sakura groan caused him to tease softly, "Awe... do not be upset with Minato. I was merely worried about you and I needed your help to raise Akuto. No one has the mothering touch that you have. You stabilized Aina's Sharingan and THAT was a miracle all on its own. I did not think that you would have stayed away for so long and it hurt when I realized two years had passed... because you are someone who is very precious to me."
Running a single hand through his long bangs, he then peered to the side, "I came to visit you often, yet you always believed that they were merely hallucinations. Izuna would always walk in to distract you so that I could rush out of view. I could not stand how much you cried over the loss of me for four years straight. Ino was the only one who did not know of the plan so that her big mouth did not ruin everything I had planned up until this moment."
Closing in on her body so that his muscular form pressed tightly to her own, Sakura's breath hitched within her throat as he leaned down and whispered softly, "Besides, I am still waiting for YOU to bless me with children. You cannot escape me... not this time, nor ever... or have you forgotten? I now have all eyes and ears on you..."
Shimmering crimson orbs then widened profoundly as tears began to slide down her face. She didn't know why... but when she had first moved into the home she now resided in, she remembered speaking to herself... "When will all of your eyes and ears reach me, Madara...?"
He was right... she would never be able to get too far out of his grasps...
Akuto had given his father MORE than enough time with the mother he should have had from the very beginning, but was denied that luxury and was instead trained to become an assassin within the clan to fill that missing void he felt for the absence of the pinkette. He couldn't stand only having hidden pictures of her to fill the void.
Finally rushing outside, he froze and turned bright red as he witnessed the extremely intimate reunion between his parents. Shaking his head and slowly reaching a single out, he then timidly spoke out, "M-Mom...?" Sakura's head snapped to the side and pushed Madara off of her before bolting to her son that was taller than her.
Madara folded his arms and leaned his shoulder against the side of the house with softened eyes. Through and through... he knew that his wife was a loving individual that cared for children deeply. Sakura wrapped her arms around her son's neck, making him appear shocked at first, but slowly allowed his frozen heart to completely thaw and brought his arms around his mother, only to lower her face into her neck as he began to cry softly.
A smile graced this oh-so moody male's face as he watched all of this, only to feel a nudge at his side, "Hey dad, Akuto and I didn't do so bad, did we?" Madara softly chuckled as he looked down at his daughter, "No, you two did perfect professional lying to fool your mother so easily. Besides... you two ARE twins, so it was easy for you both to pull off."
Akuto held his mother tightly and whimpered softly, "M-Mom... I've waited for you to become a part of our family for so long. Looking at pictures of you was never the same, so I came over daily just to be around you..." Sakura's orbs filled with tears and held the young teen much closer to her small form.
Hearing the clearing of his father's throat, Akuto then took a step back and wiped his eyes as his father walked forward and knelt in front of the pinkette while pulling out a beautifully crafted wedding ring, "Sakura Uchiha... will you marry me?" Sakura's eyes slightly dulled, knowing what this entailed of entirely. Softly, her voice projected, "I... Madara... no..."
The twins both appeared baffled at this as Aina then took a step forward, "BUT MOM!" Akuto then furrowed his brows and continued for his sister, "EVEN I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LOVE DAD!" Madara chuckled sadly as he stood up and wrapped his arms around his adopted children, "Do not worry, your mother has always been this hard headed. I did not expect her to say yes in the first place. If she had, I would know that her soul had been tamed."
Snapping her head up, the pinkette then scowled, "I want Akuto to move in with me. I know that you have him working as an assassin and that is NO life for a child to live!" Madara lifted his brows in amusement, "Hm... no. I suppose the only way for you to see our child is when he gets out of school everyday."
Just as Madara walked forward, the pinkette brought up a single hand and slapped him to the ground before sitting on the dip of his back, "YOU WERE SAYING!?" Both Aina and Akuto took a step backwards nervously as the male twin shakily spoke out to his twin sister, "H-Has mom always been this scary...?" Aina began to laugh at her brother and nodded, "I'm afraid so!"
Madara groaned as he lifted his head off of the ground in agony and propped his elbow up to place his chin within his open palm, "You know, you set very bad examples for our children." The furious pink haired mother then roughly punched the back of the moody male's head and accidentally knocked him out, "Oh... whoops..."
Akuto sweat dropped heavily, "Damn mom, that was HARSH!" Peering her emerald orbs up, she then began to laugh hysterically at her son's comment, "That's one way of putting it! Come on, help me get him inside." Akuto nodded and picked all of his father's limp body up, staggering a bit from how much muscle mass there actually was until Aina grabbed half of her father's body to lessen the load.
Team work!
Once Madara was placed on the couch, Sakura chuckled, "Akuto, I will let you decide as to whom you wish to live with. Both of you head upstairs and wait in Aina's room. I will decorate your room tomorrow since I took two weeks off of work." Akuto looked shocked at this, yet nodded.
Once they reached the bottom of the stairs, they heard their mother call out, "Oh, by the way... if the two of you were trying to hide the fact that you were twins... I already knew. I already knew Akuto because when I visited Akina's home, I saw Akuto and you asked me if I would take you too because your twin sister meant everything to you."
Both laughed and ran up the stairs as Sakura sat beside Madara and noticed that she had broken his glasses, making her groan softly. Peering at his serene face, tears began to slide down her face the moment she took his hand in her own and leaned forward to place her forehead against his, "Madara... you loveable idiot. Y-You have to leave me alone..."
"That's not possible Sakura..." the tender voice of Izuna rang out as he approached his older brother. Holding Madara's hand tighter within her grasp as tears fell from her eyes to land on the corners of his to make it appear as if he had been crying as well, "Why not!?" - "Because he loves you too much..." This was MADNESS! Sakura couldn't wrap her head around the matter... and how was she expected to?
Izuna, now fully rested and looking like his twenty-four year old self again, sighed heavily, "I will give you time alone with him... but do know this... my fairy tale ends today." Lowering his head, Izuna then ran out of the house with tears sliding down his face. He was not happy about this outcome... not at all.
Leaning her head against Madara's bare chest, the pinkette began to sob. Slowly lacing her arms around his neck, Sakura pulled her face to his neck and nuzzled it sorrowfully as she cried even harder, waking the unconscious male to slowly wrap a single arm around her waist. He hated it when she cried... this woman was far too strong to be sobbing like a child against his neck, "Sakura, calm yourself..." his choked up tone rolled out like a trainwreck.
How utterly convincing...
The pinkette began to sob even harder as she tightened her hold on him as if she were to let him go, he would simply cease to exist. Frowning, tears began to slide from his eyes to mix with her tears perfectly as he brought up his other arm to wrap around her as well as a sorrow laced whisper escaped his lips, "P-Please come h-home..."
Sakura roughly shook her head as she cried, "I CAN'T! I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO GET TOO CLOSE TO YOU! WE HAVE TWO BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN AND I CANNOT ALLOW THEM TO BECOME MIXED UP IN YOUR SICK AND TWISTED GAME OF BLOODSHED THAT I, TOO, WAS ONCE MIXED UP IN!"
This lone comment made Madara's eyes widen as his previously checked emotions were released and he tightened his hold on this precious woman as he tilted his head to her neck to cry. He then remembered a lone comment Minato had made to him two years ago... "I know it's not my place to say this... but you might consider ceasing any and all gang activity for my niece's safety."
Finally, he gave in. He would now be living in a large mansion that was, by all means, meant for raising a family in. Still crying silently against her neck, Madara then nodded, "A-Akuto will be moving in with you tomorrow... so be ready for all of his things to arrive." This statement, however, only made Sakura cry harder as her arms tightened his neck and completely broke his heart, "I-I love you, Madara..."
The twinge within his chest made him swallow roughly as he nodded against her skin and tenderly whispered out, "I love you too, Sakura... where I live will always be your home, so do not forget that you and our children may always return..." Wiping his eyes, he then hardened his heart and pushed the pinkette off before standing and walking out of the home with a deadly gleam.