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The first day of winter didn't just bring a fresh blanket of snow for the village, it surprised us with someone from our past. We had been in the village to restock the empty cupboards in our home, we had all been so busy recently that we had taken to eating in the same restaurant every night Sasuke was home for a month. Luckily the mission requests that had flooded into the village asking for an Uchiha had finally slowed down, my poor husband was exhausted (not that he would admit it) trying to keep up with his work and be there for his family. I was feeling pretty tired too, Yoichi kept me busy and when he was at the academy I trained in secret. I wanted to be stronger, I understood that the ninja world was a dangerous place to exist and when he was away from the village I knew he worried about us, despite the village being well protected. To be honest, I felt worried too when he wasn't around. I hated feeling vulnerable.
Arms full of groceries we crunched our way through the snow, Yoichi spotted some of his friends further up the street and started to roll himself a collection of snowballs to throw at them. With amazing precision he launched them one at a time, hitting his friends in quick succession until they started to throw them back. He was very talented with projectiles!
"What did we buy?" Sasuke asked, peering into the bag he was carrying. Yoichi and a group of about ten other boys were still playing but the light hearted snowball game seemed to have transformed into a serious battle with little walls of snow being built to defend piles of sticks.
"No idea." I shrugged, laying my head on his shoulder. It was very hard trying to plan healthy family meals with a hyper six year old running around the shop and a husband that made picking up bread sexy. "Why are they protecting sticks?" It must have been a boy thing because it made no sense to me.
"I think they're supposed to be scrolls." That made sense. "Uh-oh. I think it's time to go." Sasuke knew it was coming long before his son melted the snow of the other team with his Katon Jutsu. Another boy did the same thing (his flames far smaller than Yoichi's had been) and the boys started to argue. Sasuke was up the icy hill in a flash, making our son and the other boy apologise for using ninjutsu. I made it to the top at the same time as the other parents all seemed to appear. I thought there would be a confrontation but they had actually found it quite amusing to watch, a few of them congratulated us on Yoichi's impressive ninjutsu. Sasuke felt quite proud, it was a technique that had been passed down through the clan, he had looked forward to teaching it to Yoichi ever since he found out that i was pregnant.
As the crowd dispersed a figure caught my eye, his body was shrouded is a black cloak, his face covered with a hunter-nin mask. It was the mask that I remembered, the distinctive red stripes were etched in my mind. It was him, the one who stole my past, it had to be! Forgetting the world around me, I started to run. If I could just speak to him maybe he would remove his Jutsu. I would be able to remember what Yoichi looked like when he was born, meeting Sasuke and even my parents.
The distance between us was still too great even with me running at full speed and he was heading out of the village. "Wait!" I called out and to my surprise he stopped. I wondered if there was recognition in his eyes behind the mask, did he remember what he had done to me?
"Is that him?" Sasuke's voice made me jump, I hadn't realised he had been hot on my heels the whole time. I nodded and hunter-nin started to back away as Sasuke advanced on him, eyes blazing red.
"Y-you were a missing-nin, i was just doing my duty." He definitely recognised Sasuke. His words meant nothing, Sasuke wanted to tear the man that had been responsible for so much hurt limb from limb or put him through the same sort of mental torture i had endured but that wouldn't bring my memories back.
"Release the Jutsu and never step foot in Konoha again." Sasuke's command made my legs shake and he wasn't even talking to me. The hunter-nin approached me slowly and very cautiously placed his hand onto my head, he was trembling. He whispered 'release' and promptly disappeared, I was hit by a sudden gush of images that knocked me off my feet. Sasuke steadied me as I tried to recognise the different places and people flooding my mind...Sasuke and Yoichi were first, they were crystal clear, then my mother, father and memories of my Grandmother. We used to sit down as a family to have dinner together every evening, mother would teach me how to cook, my father would share stories of his youth and so would Grandma!
Everyone from Udon village ran through my mind one by one, I knew their names, where they worked and which houses they had lived in. My best friend was Miyu, we had both started working at the library together
"Emi?" I looked up, losing myself in the deep black of his eyes that were swimming with emotion. It had taken a long time for him to look at me with such love in his eyes, when we had first met only sex had brought him to life.
"I remember when we met, Sasuke!" I leapt at him throwing my arms around his neck, "My Sasuke! I love you so much!" My lips found his and I kissed him again and again, innocently enough to begin with but once he started to kiss me back there was nothing sweet about the way we were kissing.
"Where's Yoichi?" I asked, pulling slightly away. His eyes were smouldering with lust and his hands were still clutching my hips, he was so lost in the moment it took his ears a while to find my words. "Sasuke?"
"He's still playing with his friends. We've only been gone a minute, he won't notice if we're gone a couple more." In one quick motion he swept me off my feet, I was in his arms and we were moving across the rooftops at a tremendous speed. As we moved I smoothed the hair from his face, he had let it grow since returning to the village. He no longer had the spikes that Yoichi had inherited from him, he looked different now, more mature and really, really good.
"Remember this?" He asked using his naked body to press me against the hard wooden floor of our bedroom.
"Our first time." I smiled closing my eyes to focus a little more closely on the memory. "I had never been kissed like that before!" Groaning, I pulled him against my lips. As we kissed he loosened my ponytail, he had done that our first time too. It had been years since our first kiss but he was still no less passionate or demanding in the way he claimed my mouth. I playfully refused to let his tongue explore my mouth, curious to see what he would do next. He instantly broke the kiss and moved his mouth to my breasts. I hadn't seen that one coming! My back arched as his tongue lashed at my hardened nipples, then clutching a handful of my hair pulled me back into a deep kiss, tongue shooting between my parted lips. I could feel my body melting into him. He moved his hand between us, rubbing my clit gently with his thumb. I writhed underneath him, moaning for more. "Yes! Sasuke!" I screamed as his talented fingers moved in and out of me in the perfect rhythm my body needed for a beautiful release. Overcome by his own need for release, Sasuke slipped inside me. We both cried out together. Each slow thrust deeper than the last, our eyes were locked so we could watch the other dissolving with pleasure.