I Do Not Own Naruto
Uchiha
Uchiha Sakura had a wonderful life, one she had dreamt of as a child, and she worked hard at it.
Really hard.
She had married the most infuriating, temperamental, antisocial, conciderate, secretly kind, stubborn, loving, loyal, honest, quiet man there was on the planet; and she had done so with glee. He had asked her to marry him once, she had been so stunned she had just stuttered out a yes to him and been hauled off to the Hokage's office before she could think twice about what she was getting into. But that was the man she had married, and loved with everything she had. They had traveled together for a few years, had Sarada in the middle of one of Karin's hide outs, and she had never looked at life the same.
Her husband was a damn good husband to her too.
He treated her right; and after them trying to literally kill one another when they had been teenagers, she figured it balanced out. Uchiha Sasuke treated her like a queen, he was amazing that way. Though he didn't talk all that much she knew he was listening to everything she said with genuine interest, and probably filing it all away in his head for later references. He would buy her flowers on occasions, get her pretty gifts, and find rare medical books for her (not that it mattered; alright, the books were something she loved almost as much as him, but the other stuff didn't matter). He also found the time to walk her home from the hospital, and he would treat her to dinners that weren't just Ichiraku.
Her first pregnancy had been a doozy for them. But Sasuke had stayed with her even with her morning sickness, her foul temper, her huge mood swings, her aching ankles, her swelling belly which threw her off balance, and her weird cravings. He had been patient through it all, even gave her foot massages which had felt like divine intervention on some days. He had loyally and stoicly taken care of her throughout her second pregnancy, which had been a tad bit harder on her, but she wasn't a twenty something girl the second go around. However, he had endured it, and never left her side.
The third pregnancy was the worst, and the hardest on her, but Sasuke had stood by her the entire time and nearly Amaterasoo'd Naruto when he had a long term mission for Sasuke.
People tended to forget that just because her husband wasn't vocal about loving her, and didn't shout it from the rooftops, didn't mean that he didn't love her and wouldn't endure the pregnancy with her. When she had asked him why he hadn't gone on the mission and taken a break from her and the kids, he had said simply he was baling on her just because shit got tough, she hadn't ever baled on him after all. Needless to say she had been in happy tears for the rest of that day. So in Sakura's mind she was a damn lucky woman married to the most wonderful man on the planet.
And a few months ago when she had given birth to Sayuri; a hard birth on her, he hadn't left her side while she recuperated in the hospital. And Sarada had stepped up to take care of Itachi and Sayuri for that entire month without bitching (well, that wasn't true, no sixteen year old wanted to take care of a toddler and a baby, but there had been minimal complaint on Sarada's part).
Yes, Sakura was a very lucky woman indeed, and she loved it. She loved being loved and loving in return. she was happy, and she was cared for, she had a good job, three gorgeous children, a husband whom she adored, and a very good life. The only thing that would make it better was the news she had for Sasuke; which was likely to delight him. Kami knew the man was ravenous.
Anyway, after having had a hard birth with Sayuri she hadn't been cleared for sex while her body recuperated from having nearly died, and getting back in shape for her work as a kunoichi, a mother, and the hospital chief. However, as she walked out of the hospital she was grinning in delight at the news she had for Sasuke, she was cleared for sex, and life was damn good for her at the moment.
Oh, she was also very happy with the efforts her husband was making with his in-laws; her parents. She remembered introducing them to him for the first time officially a few years into their marriage; shortly after having had Sarada. He had bowed deeply and actually apologized for not asking permission to marry her before doing so (needless to say Sakura had punched him to make certain he wasn't an imposter; that entire apology had made her think Sasuke was missing and Naruto was here instead, but nope, it had been Sasuke). Sakura had been in shock that her very proud husband had actually apologized to her parents, she'd only ever heard him apologize one other time and he had been dying.
After the apology had been accepted by her mother and father, they had dragged Sasuke into their home and fussed over him and Sarada. Needless to say the Haruno family had a soft spot for the Uchihas, and not just because she had married him.
After that day her parents had loved him, he hadn't been too certain about what to do about actually being liked so she told him to just endure it.
"Hey Forehead," she looked over to Ino then.
"Hey Pig, how are things going?" Sakura asked her best friend.
"Alright, Inojin asked Himawari on a date," Ino said as they walked.
"Ah, that's sweet, at least he isn't as awkward as his father," she decided and they laughed as they walked together.
"How's Sarada doing being a big sister?"
"She loves it, Itachi adores her and Sayuri likes her too," she admitted as they started through the market.
"That's great, I know you an Sasuke were worried about her becoming a big sister."
"Minor concerns, but they were valid," Sakura admitted. Sasuke had feared the Uchiha hatred, and reasonably so after everything he had been through. But everything was turning out beautifully in her mind as she walked with Ino through the market.
"Temari thinks Shikadai has a crush on Sarada," Ino chuckled.
"Really?"
"Yeah, she's gorgeous Sakura, why wouldn't a boy have a crush on her?"
"I wasn't disagreeing with that, it's just she's not… she hasn't displayed interests in dating anyone, I think Metal freaked her out with his love declaration," she chuckled.
"Well, Metal is like his father," Ino mused.
"Lee is not that bad!" Sakura gasped.
"I remember him being very forward about his crush on a certain pinkette who married the Uchiha. Wasn't Rock Lee the one sobbing at your wedding?"
"Perhaps."
"This is just too much!" Ino laughed.
"Well, Naruto's going to be thrilled when you guys are in-laws," she grumbled. She could see Naruto's excitement about being related to Sai already and that made her snicker. Sai and Naruto were already like brother but if Himawari married Inojin, Sai would rub it in Naruto's face every second he could that they were actually related.
"Naruto would be better than Sasuke," Ino said flatly.
"I don't know… Sasuke and Sai don't fight," Sakura mused.
"They do too, did you see training field four the other day?"
"That was Sasuke and Boruto and that was because of Boruto's peeping habit, which I know for a fact he got from Naruto."
"True, who knew the cute blonde toddler would grow up into such a pervert!" Ino sighed.
"I suppose no one saw that coming until he got his Byakugan. Sarada slapped him that first day," Sakura shook her head.
"Don't remind me, four mountains," Ino sighed.
"At least she wasn't screaming," Sakura pointed out.
"She's too much like you and Sasuke to scream at a pervert."
"Thank Kami!"
"I know, I dread to think what ChōChō would've done," Ino shuddered.
"How's Karui these days?"
"Still a bitch."
"Ino!"
"What!? You asked," Ino pointed out.
"I did, I just thought that after seventeen years you'd try to get along with her," Sakura sighed.
"It's kind of hard to like her when she's a Class A Bitch all the time, though I do adore ChōChō. I hear ChōChō is going on a date with Mitsuki later this week," Ino said.
"Really? Sarada didn't say Mitsuki was going on a date," Sakura murmured remembering Orochimaru's son.
"Not surprising, he was a nervous wreck when he came into my shop for flowers to ask ChōChō out," Ino said.
"They'll be a cute couple," she decided.
"Serves Karui right to be related to that creep," Ino decided and Sakura giggled a bit.
"It's probably too early to tell if this is a permanent relationship or not."
"Trust me, the kid's in love with ChōChō."
"Alright, it was nice chatting with you Ino but I'm running late."
"Ooo! For what!?" Ino demanded giddily.
"My anniversary dinner with Sasuke," she replied and Ino grinned.
"How long is it now?"
"We don't keep track of years," Sakura started. Ino lifted a perfectly plucked brow then and Sakura sighed in defeat.
"Eighteen, it's year eighteen," Sakura conceded.
"Congratulations!" Ino squealed and Sakura found herself being hugged and then she remembered the bets placed on her wedding about how long her marriage was going to last and smirked.
Year eighteen and still going strong! Beat that assholes! She and Sasuke were making it work despite the odds being against them and she wanted to celebrate it. She didn't bother to point out that Ino owed her money for making it this far because it was petty and cruel; but Kami was it ever tempting as she said her goodbyes to her best friend and headed towards her home in a brisk walk. Tonight was her anniversary and there was officially going to be sex, she rather liked this thought as she walked home and grinned.
"Hey Aunt Sakura!" she looked at the tall blonde image of Naruto's son Boruto and sighed. What now!? Did these children not realize they were messing with her sex life and that was a dangerous thing to mess with as she folded her arms and glared up at the taller teen.
"What is it Boruto?" Sakura sighed, he never said hello to her unless he wanted something and she had a bad feeling that he wanted something and she wasn't in the mood to deal with his antics.
"Is there anything about the past you'd want to change?" he asked her with a devious grin.
Sakura frowned as she looked the young man over suspiciously.
"Why?" she asked.
"No reason, I'm just curious," he grinned.
"Boruto…" she started.
"Look I asked mom and dad and they had boring answers, and Uncle Sasuke wouldn't answer my question so I'm just… I'm curious!" Boruto defended.
"Fine! I'd try to change Sasuke's path to remind him that he's loved," she snapped and started walking away from the teen.
"That's it!?"
"Boruto, Sasuke used to be a very different person, and I'd give anything to remind him that he's loved, even if he doesn't always want it," she stated firmly. "I'd tell him he was loved, I'd remind him that he's not alone, and I'd hug him to tell him everything will be alright. Now if that's all, I have an anniversary dinner I am now going to be late for so excuse me."
"Thanks Aunt Sakura!" Boruto hollered after her and she what a strange child, she decided as she walked home. She smiled as she checked in on Sarada, Itachi, and Sayuri then ran into the shower. She was stripping when she darted past her husband who was only in a towel. She was so happy she was cleared for sex again, she didn't know how much longer she could resist him as she scrubbed her hair and body thoroughly.
She dried her hair as she dressed, and was ready to go with him ten minutes later as she shook her short pink hair a bit and walked with him after they said night to the kids.
She was so happy to be with him as they walked down the street. Her fingers brushed his, she wanted to hold his hand but she would no longer force herself on him in public. PDA (Public Displays of Affection), were not the Uchiha family's thing and she had accepted that; mostly. But she was a Haruno at heart and Harunos were very affectionate and liked the affections.
His hand took hers'. She smiled broadly when their fingers entwined and she noticed the way his mouth curved slightly as they walked together. It was good to know he loved her just as much as she loved him. Though many didn't see that, they didn't see the love he had for her, and she could admit a few of her friends had thought their relationship to be a bit… stale.
However, for as cold as it appeared to the public's eye, their relationship was hot beneath the surface and they often times burnt one another. Despite that though, no matter how often they hurt one another, no matter what the war was, no matter how bad the fight, they always managed to come together and she loved that about him as she leant on him and savored the moment of him being near her.
"You know, I had that appointment today…" she mused he lifted his brow in genuine interest then and she bit her lip as she smiled at him.
"We're in the all clear, but please, no more kids!" she sighed.
He smirked.
"No promises," he assured her and she laughed. It wasn't that she didn't want a large family, but after the birth of Sayuri she didn't think her body could handle another child. He pulled her into the shadows for a moment and his lips brushed hers' lightly. She smiled when he pulled away from her.
"I love you," she whispered the reminder and he smiled a real smile as they continued towards the restaurant. She loved him, she loved him so much that it was a bit painful as she shut her eyes and savored the moment of being with him.
They were a low maintenance couple. Anniversaries were nice, but they weren't important; the dates were fun, but they weren't what made them; the extra stuff that everyone felt was important, well, it just wasn't that important. What was important was the time they had together was always special, cherished and savored. That was all that was important to them, after all they had in the end was one another, and after spending so much time apart they knew what was important. Everything else was just extra.
They enjoyed and savored dinner, though she knew this was all just a show to get out of the house without the kids for an evening and to celebrate eighteen years together. which was impressive when they were going to actually stop and think about it.
They came stumbling home, she found herself pressed up against the shut door and having her breath kissed away as her fingers dove into his black hair. he hoisted her up, she wrapped her legs around his hips and silently giggled as they amid their way to their room. He tripped and they fell onto the bed.
She laughed and he kissed her pulse. Sakura just surrendered to him as she reveled in his touch.
She was definitely the luckiest woman ever born in her mind as he came up and kissed her again, she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him closer. Sasuke gave a low moan when he slid into and she groaned as her blunt nails dug into his muscles and she tried to pull him closer as they started their fluid motions. Sakura savored the friction between them until she couldn't take it anymore.
His mouth covered hers' then to take her scream as they reached their peek.
It was very early in the predawn hours when they finally settled enough, Sasuke was sound asleep when she turned into him and she stared at his sleeping face. Her fingers traced his cheek and she smiled a bit as she scooted closer into his chest. His arm tightened her as his stump rested on her shoulders. Sakura smiled as she closed her eyes.
"I love you, I always have and always will," she assured her sleeping husband as exhaustion finally took her over and she clung to him in return.
Neither of them noticed the glow which overtook her, and she didn't notice when her body fell apart as she slipped away from Sasuke. And a smaller girl filled their bed.
Now, Uchiha Sakura was not one to worry about small bodies in her bed, she was a mother and had on more than one occasion woken up with a child in her bed because of nightmares, the monster in the closet, the thing under the bed, or the scary shadow outside the window. She had never particularly worried about it.
However this was different as she opened her eyes and squinted, this body did not feel like any of her kids.
One: she had a sixteen year old daughter.
Two: she had a three year old son.
Three: she had a three month old daughter.
And four: this body did not feel like any of theirs' or her husband.
Slowly her green eyes came awake as she looked around the room she was in. This was not her room, it was too… clean, she decided. Sasuke was a bet of a neat freak, and she was fine with it, because she was never really home long enough to clean their house, and while they all tried to keep their house clean it was never this neat.
Especially not with a toddler running around.
The next thing she noticed was the arm flung across her shoulders. The hand was too childish to be Sasuke's only hand and then there was the grumbling behind her. Slowly and uncertainly Sakura detangled herself from the body in her bed and turned to over to see just who the hell she was in bed with.
Her entire world froze and she stared at the small figure.
The boy slowly woke up and black met green as they both stared at one another for a long silent moment.
There were earth shattering screams from the both of them as she leapt out of the bed taking the sheet with her because of the previous night's activities as she wrapped it around her.
The black hair boy grabbed shuriken and threw them at her, she dove out of their way as she ran. He threw another shuriken at her and she hissed when it hit her arm. Rage took over her shock as she spun around and clobbered her too young husband over the head.
"Ow!" Sasuke yelped.
"What the hell!?" he shouted at her. Sakura pulled the shuriken out of her arm as she healed the cells and grabbed his shirt.
"It is rude to throw shuriken at strangers," she snapped in her best motherly tone as she glared at the struggling boy. Kami she had forgotten what a brat he could be.
"It's perverted for a thirty something woman to be in a kid's bed!" he snapped. She dropped him and clobbered him over the head again.
"And it is rude to mention a lady's age!" she snapped then as she held her sheet tighter around her body. He winced at being hit again and rubbed his head as she glowered at him. blowing a stray strand of her pink hair out of her eyes she rubbed her temple and kept the sheet firmly wrapped around herself as she tried to think of what the hell had happened here to have her… she looked around for a date.
Her eyes widened when she saw the date, the year and she looked at her twelve year old husband who was eying her with suspicious onyx eyes.
"Did you take the bell test yesterday?" she asked him then.
"What do you want to know?" the boy snapped. She walked over and poked his brow then, he stumbled a bit and she frowned.
"Because I am asking," she snapped.
"Yeah," he grumbled, his cheeks were red and Sakura frowned.
When she figured out what happened here she was going to kill who ever had sent her to the past.
"The only annoying fangirl I know with pink hair is Haruno Sakura, you look like her," Sasuke suddenly piped up and she looked down at him then with a lifted set of pink brows.
"And the only bastard with onyx eyes, and black hair that I know is Uchiha Sasuke," she replied. The boy frowned and she sighed. Sakura dismissed him as she moved around him and looked out the window to try to figure out what the hell had happened.
What she found herself looking at had her eyes widening and her jaw dropping a bit and then her groaning.
She really was in the past!
Fuck!
She looked over at the younger boy and saw the curious way he was studying her. Sakura decided to ignore him as she looked out the window and sighed. Trying to think of something she tried to ignore the younger version of her husband. It was disturbing knowing she had shared a bed with his twelve year old self after the night of passion she had had with him before waking up here. Sakura bit her thumb and tried to think of what to do as she stared out at the pre-Pain Attack village.
"Who are you?"
"Does it matter?" she asked the boy.
"You don't seem like you belong here," he said then and she looked at mini Sasuke then as she folded her arms beneath her minimal breasts; three children had not swollen her breasts to melons like her friends. Though she was hurting, she should feed Sayuri right about now.
"I don't belong here," she admitted.
"Uh…" Sasuke said uncertainly and she smiled a bit and ran her fingers through her hair then as she looked at him. he was still the man she loved, but he was a boy now.
"Hey, could you help me out?" she asked.
"With what?" he asked suspiciously.
"I need clothes obviously," she gestured to the navy sheet she had wrapped around her body.
"fine, but only if you tell me what's going on."
"When I figure it out I'll tell you," she assured him and poked his brow lightly to annoy him a little and the boy scowled as he stalked off. Sakura sat on the bed and tried to think about what this meant for her as she tried to think of how come she was in the past.
This didn't make sense.
There was no reason for her to be in the past, there was no way she had used a forbidden jutsu or something to end up here. For one thing, she'd just never do that, and for another thing she had everything she could ever want was in her time, and there was no reason for her to go to the past. She wouldn't trade anything she had ever done in her life to go back to the past and change anything. Even Sasuke would agree with her despite all the pain that the past had held for him. But there was nothing for them to want to change.
Sakura frowned at her pink hair and scowled as she tried to think of a reason for her to be here.
Twenty minutes later Sasuke reappeared with clothes in hand.
"Thank you," she said as she took them and pulled them on in the bathroom.
"Any reason you're in my apartment?" he demanded when she walked out of the bathroom in a boy's shirt, white pants and women's sandals.
"I have several theories about that, but for now I need to get out of here," she decided and walked out of his apartment. He jogged after her and she looked around the corner. A hat or something covering her hair would make her unrecognizable, that would help her out. A blue bandana caught her eye and she hurried to snatch it as she tied it over her pink hair.
"Hey!" Sasuke called out and she felt a small callousing hand grab hers'. She turned to look down at the boy who looked like his daughter, his son, and looked adorable.
"What?" she huffed out.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm about to do something stupid," she informed her smaller version of her husband as she folded her arms and stared down at him. she thought he was adorable, but it was still weird to think of him as her husband since he was twelve. She felt like a pervert, a cradle robber, and a creep at the moment because of that knowledge. Still, she wanted to hug this child version of her husband and whisper that she loved him and assure him that everything was going to be fine.
"What? And who are you?" Sasuke persisted and she started walking through the village.
"Well, Sasuke-kun," she giggled and his jaw dropped as he gaped at her. Sakura smirked and continued walking away from him as she tried to remember how she was to get to the forbidden jutsu library because she had a feeling that that was where her answers were going to be.
"Sakura!" he gasped and she looked down at him.
"Yeah, what of it?"
"Tch, annoying," he said indifferently and she laughed and poked his brow as she jogged away without him there. She knew what he was thinking and she knew he'd follow her. After all her husband was an unbelievably curious creature. She ran to Hokage tower then leapt up onto the roofs as she studied it. If she remembered correctly there was a secret entrance in there which lead to the library of forbidden jutsus.
The wind tugged at her hair as she knelt there studying the tower trying to remember how the original had been built.
"You're annoying!" she turned and looked at the panting twelve year old and chuckled as she looked back at the tower.
"What are going to do if you get caught out here?" he hissed at her.
"I'm not going to get caught." She pointed out.
"Yeah, with that pink hair you don't stand out," the boy replied blandly. She glared at the boy and sighed, he did have a point and they stared at the Hokage tower. She wasn't getting in the front door, she was probably going to have to figure out a way into it the backway which meant she'd have to deal with ANBU, Root, and Danzo. All of that was not a plesant thought as she stared down at the Hokage tower.
"The Uchiha compound has a lot of jutsu scrolls," Sasuke suddenly pointed out.
She looked at the boy from the side then and he shrugged.
"And why do you want to help me?"
"I want you gone!" he snapped.
She laughed then and stood up as she sighed.
"I guess I wouldn't be able to go in the front door anyway," she sighed. And she couldn't make the door she wanted to use, which was why she was here trying to think of a way into the forbidden library still.
Making her own door would be her typical move, but it was too… showy.
Reluctantly she darted towards the Uchiha compound.
"Hey!" Sasuke shouted after her but she didn't slow as she expertly raced the rooftops and leapt through the air so she didn't run into anyone else she knew. If she ran into Kakashi or Naruto then there was going to be trouble. Not that there wasn't already trouble with her running into Sasuke but she didn't want to think about the reprecussions of that.
Thinking of Sasuke made her wonder just what the hell he was doing right now. She landed on the Uchiha compound grounds and looked around.
"Wait! Only Uchiha know the way around here!" Sasuke huffed out and she looked at the boy.
That was right, he thought her to be Haruno Sakura and not Uchiha Sakura. From the moment she had married Sasuke her husband had an almost obsessive need to remind her she was Uchiha Sakura rather than Haruno Sakura.
"Alright, lead the way," she gestured to the younger boy and he scowled as he stalked through the compound then. Sakura just tried not to grab him and hug him tight. She wondered if Itachi was going to look like him when he was older. If so she had a feeling her son was going to be beating off a flock of girls, Uchiha or not and the thought made her smile as she walked with the smaller version of her surly husband.
"Thanks kid," she said when they came to a library and she poked his brow. He swatted at her and scowled, she chuckled at the blush on his cheeks as she walked into the library and began looking through the scrolls for a hint as to what could have brought her to the past. And when she figured out who ahd sent her here she was ringing their necks when she found them out.
Sighing she prepared to study some more, and she ignored the painful pressure of her breasts reminding her she hadn't fed her child.
"What are you looking for?"
"Time travel information," she admitted.
"Hn," the boy grunted and she saw him start looking through the extensive library as well.
Uchiha Sasuke just looked suspiciously at the pinkette who thumbed through the books of the Uchiha compound and wondered what the hell had happened this morning.
He was used to bad mornings, had them all the time, and he was used to strange; that happened to him a lot as well. But he was not used to his teammates literally growing up overnight. Literally. Yesterday he had taken the bell test with Haruno Sakura and the loser, Uzumaki Naruto, and they had passed the impossible test of Hatake Kakashi. Somehow; he was still trying to digest the sweet flavor of success.
And that was YESTERDAY!
Now, he was looking at a woman version of Haruno Sakura; and she looked pretty good for a thirty-something woman, and he found himself wondering just what the hell she was doing here. If she was after time travel jutsu then she was from the future; even an idiot could figure that out. Then again… he was on a team with Uzumaki Naruto…
Sasuke rubbed his face over then and looked at the lithe form of the pinkette again.
Truthfully, his team was nothing more than a mere tool to him at the moment. But the dobe wasn't that bad, and he had never really minded Haruno Sakura. Strange, he was put on a team with the biggest idiot on the planet and the fangirl from nightmare's past, and he didn't really mind. In fact, they kind of amused him.
And with the ridiculous pink hair of Haruno Sakura he had never before missed her.
"You're from the future," Sasuke finally said and Sakura looked over to him. he watched the woman uncertainly, he had been clobbered pretty hard over the head this morning and he didn't want a repeat of the expierence as he eyed the older version of his teammate uncertainly.
"Yup," she replied.
"Can you tell me what it's like?" he asked innocently. He hoped that he had killed Uchiha Itachi; the traitor who had annihilated his clan! Sasuke wanted his brother dead at his feet!
"No."
"Can you tell me if I kill Itachi or not?" he demanded. The pinkette gave him a guarded look and he glared at her. "I can go tell the Hokage that I woke up with a thirty year old naked woman in my bed and she tried to molest me. I can also tell him where to find you."
"Kid, at this moment, no one in this village could take me down," she said firmly and he narrowed his eyes on her as he folded his arms then.
"Really? Haruno Sakura's a wimp," Sasuke spat out.
"Yeah, I was a wimp," the older woman chuckled. "However, I need only a finger to take you down right now."
His glare intensified as he saw her hold up one finger and smile wickedly. Sasuke wasn't going to admit it; mostly because then he'd be admitting to liking a fangirl, but he kind of liked this Sakura. she chuckled and looked back up the books.
"I bet I could take you," he grumbled as he remembered hitting her with the shuriken.
"I have no doubt that if we did spar, with your current skill set, I'd still kick your ass and only need a finger to do so," she said as she pulled down a book. He scowled at her and wanted to prove her wrong. But there was something about her which had him refraining from just leaping head on into a fight with this version of Haruno Sakura.
"Tch, annoying," he decided.
"Some things never change," Sakura sighed and he looked at her with a lifted brow.
"Did you get married?" he asked noticing for the first time that there was a simple band on her ring finger then.
"Yes," she answered.
"I pity the bastard," he decided then to get a kick on her. Haruno Sakura was an easy target to pick on and kick his rage out on. However, the woman laughed, a real, hearty laugh which had him staring at her with wide eyes. She was hugging her stomach as she laughed and he scowled. There was clearly some sort of joke here that he wasn't in on as he glared at the laughing pinkette who wiped her eyes.
"Kami if he heard you say that!" she giggled and wheezed. He wanted to kick Sakura but he didn't as he snarled at being laughed at.
"You're annoying," he decided again.
"Uchiha Sasuke, I will have you know that it is my purpose to be annoying. It keeps my husband going, and my three children on their toes. To be an annoyance is now my job," she huffed out between her laughter.
He frowned, for some reason that sounded like a very mom thing to say and he didn't like it as he glared at her.
"Don't you have practice today?" Sakura asked him. he slammed his book down and scowled at her. He was not going to practice today when he had woken up with her in his bed; he wanted the right Sakura back and he wanted her back now!
And that thought alone had him wanting to go bash his head against a tree until his mind was sorted out again as he growled and sat beside the pinkette.
"No."
"No?" she questioned.
"No, the loser needs practice though," he stated flatly.
"Ah yes, the hyperactive, blonde knucklehead," Sakura mused and he looked at the book she was reading.
"Can you at least tell me if I restore my clan?" he demanded of her sharply.
"No."
"No you can't tell me or no I didn't?" he asked.
"Ah Kami you are worse than my daughter! No I'm not supposed to tell you, but yes, you did," she snapped irritably then. He smirked.
"Is their mother powerful?"
"Depends on who you ask," Sakura said criptically and he scowled again at her vague answer.
As mother of a teenager, toddler, and baby she was very used to annoyances, persistence, and arguments. And being married to Uchiha Sasuke had taught her to be able to out maneuver her husband and children with ease. However, her husband's twelve year old self was very… bratty and it had her wanting to whack him upside the head to get it through his thick skull to get over the revenge and get his ass in gear to be a shinobi.
But then she'd remember that he was still a brat and decided not to mess with that flaw of his. That brat flaw, though smaller when she was married to him, was still there and it was still a great annoyance to her as she looked through the books looking for an answer as to what the hell happened to her.
The answer was so far mute but she was looking and she was going to find the answer that she needed so she could get home to take care of her children, and enjoy her time with her grown up husband. She liked sex with Sasuke, and though it wasn't the most important part of their relationship it was fun. And thinking about sex with Sasuke when she was looking at his twelve year old self only made her nauseous.
"What's that supposed to mean!?" Sasuke snapped and she snapped out of her musings and readings as she looked at her twelve year old husband and sighed then.
"It means that there's a contradiction in me stating she's powerful when she could not be, besides, I'm not telling you who you marry. It might fuck it up," she snapped.
The boy smirked and she rolled her eyes realizing that she swore; she'd wash her mouth out with soap later. If she didn't let her children swear she wasn't going to swear either. But she just broke that rule and she realized that now as she continued looking through the book in her hand.
"So I do get married?" he said in a devious tone which had her brows lifting as she looked flatly at the twelve year old.
"Uchiha Sasuke, I will flick you through that wall if you do not wipe that smug grin off your face, your wife doesn't like it," she stated flatly and he scowled at her again. She smirked, what was the point of being the past if she couldn't annoy her loving husband when he was being such a brat.
"Tch, annoying," he grumbled.
"Oh you really do not have any idea how annoying I can truly be, Sasuke-kun," she purred and he flinched at the tone. She smirked. She could annoy her husband to no end, especially when sex was withheld from their relationship. Threatening that before her last pregnancy had been the fastest way to get him on her side and quick. It was something he hated and she enjoyed.
But he held just as much power in their relationship, because he too could withhold sex and a few other things he did around the house from her and their world would deteariorate. But no matter, it was not often that they had spats that resulted in them sleeping in separate beds or changing the locks or sleeping on the porch. For the most part they got along.
"You're creepy," he stated.
"Not as creepy as your other fangirls, trust me," she said calmly as she thought of Karin who easily the creepiest of her husband's fangirls.
"I don't like that you won't tell me about the future," he huffed out.
"And have you alter it, I don't think so," she said as she continued looking through the books for an answer on how the hell she was supposed to get home.
"Do I at least like my wife?" he asked her.
"Yes, you love her," Sakura answered knowingly. That was an answer that she could give and not feel guilty about and she grinned when she found what she was looking for. But balked when she saw it required the Rinnegan and slammed the book shut then.
Fuck her!
She was going to need to track down Pain to get out of this fucking nightmare of the past! That wasn't a pleasant thought as she rubbed her brow and sunk to the floor. Her breasts were killing her, her body was going haywire on her, and she felt exhausted. She wanted to go home, relieve the pressure building in her breasts and take a hot bath before crawling into her bed with her husband and sleeping for an eternity.
After all that she was going to kick whose ever ass who had sent her here and send the message that she was not to be fucked with again.
Haruno Sakura, nay, Uchiha Sakura, was swearing off time traveling for an eternity. With that in mind she rubbed her temples and curled up a little bit where she sat as she tried to think. Just think.
There had to be a way for her to get home without the damn Rinnegan being needed. It wasn't like she could march right up into the Rain and go to Pain and demand that he send her home. One, she'd receive a hell of an ass kicking. And two, that was probably a fast way to have the stoic redhead laughing like a lunatic.
"Are you alright?" she looked up at the young boy who looked a little uncertain then.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," she assured her younger husband with a smile and tried to think of what she'd need to do about this mess. As a mother she was an expert mess manager. But right now she was exhausted.
From start to finish this was the worst day ever.
"You don't look alright," he argued and she sighed as she looked at Sasuke.
"Sasuke, I'm fine, and I know you have practice tomorrow, so go get some rest, that's what I'm going to do right now."
"Fine!" he snapped and she watched him stomp off.
Sakura just tilted her head back and stared at the cobwebbed ceiling of this library. She was not happy at this moment. She looked up again when she heard feet stomping and saw the boy of who her husband had been come stomping in with two blankets and two pillows.
"I still think you're annoying," he decided and he threw a pillow at her. Catching them she looked the boy over carefully before she surrendered and decided to sleep this problem over before she did something rash and stupid and got herself hurt because of it.
And she had no doubts that Pain could hurt her.
But she was going to go home, she had worked too fucking hard to have what she had and she wasn't losing it. And when she found the idiot who had performed whatever jutsu had her trapped here then she was wringing his neck and kicking his sorry ass through a mountain range and then she was handing the offender over to her husband.
Thinking of Sasuke had her staring at the ceiling and praying to Kami that he had everything under control back home. Though a part of her had a feeling that he didn't, after all, the kids could be a handful, and though neither of them were 'house' parents, they were involved parents and trade-offs, plans and schedules and everything normal required for caring for children took team work and that was something they worked on. flawlessly.
But she couldn't help but worry for her wayward husband and pray that he wasn't going to be run ragged by their children because it was entirely possible. A small body pressing into her back had her looking over her shoulder at the sleeping form of the twelve year old version of her husband. Softening slightly she sighed.
"If you didn't happen to be so damn stubborn you'd realize you are very loved, please never forget that," she whispered in the boy's ear as she the rolled back onto her side, his back pressed against hers' and she just let him stay there. No doubt that this Sasuke was a very lonely boy, and her husband was a surprisingly clingy sleeper.
Sasuke wasn't much of a cuddler, or snuggler like people thought, but when he slept, her husband clung tightly onto her. almost as if she were a lifeline he was terrified of losing and she had never tried to discourage him as he clung to her because Sakura was one who liked being held. Closing her eyes she let sleep overcome her as she surrendered again and placed a hand on the whimpering's boy's side like she did her husband and she let the exhaustion of today take her down into oblivion.
The slim hand touching his side had him propping up as he looked over to the sleeping woman and he looked at the hand again. Before he really knew what he was thinking about doing he pulled her arm around him and he clung tightly to it as he prayed for the night terrors plaguing him to go away and for him not to be alone like he was. But he knew that wasn't likely to happen.
Sasuke's breath hitched when the woman beside him shifted onto her stomach and he looked uncertainly at her. Her arm didn't shift and he pulled it tighter around him and closed his eyes relishing the sensation of not being alone to face his terrors alone for a moment.
Sakura didn't move on him and he scooted closer to her.
She was nice, she didn't treat him like a broken thing and she wasn't like the Sakura he knew. The boy stared at the woman's features and sighed, he liked Sakura. This one or the other, they were both kind to him, and he liked them. But still, it was scary to him how much he was coming to like Haruno Sakura as he stared at her for a long moment.
He wondered what the mark on her brow meant, or what it was. Hesitantly he reached over and rubbed it to see if it would rub off.
She scrunched up her face, he pulled away from her quick and the woman sighed as she turned her face from him. Looking at his thumb he noted that there was no smear of the mark's paint on his thumb and shrugged. It was probably nothing but a tattoo. Sighing he burrowed against the woman and hugged her arm to him as tight as he could.
This Sakura kind of reminded him of his mother, she was tough but she was kind and he hadn't realized how much he missed that as he curled around the arm in his grasp. Closing his eyes he savored a moment where he didn't feel alone and wished that he wasn't alone. At least with this Sakura he could pretend for a moment that he wasn't alone and he liked that. He liked it a lot more than he would ever say as he felt exhaustion coming over him. Eye's growing heavy he tried to fight the sleep.
He was terrified that when he woke he'd be alone again and this would all be some bizarre dream. He was terrified of being alone again.
But sleep came and even he could not fight it as he dragged him under and into the oblivion of nothingness.
There were no bloody dreams tonight.
There were no screams, or tears.
There was no betrayal as he clung tightly to Haruno Sakura's arm and burrowed against her.
For the first night in his memory he wasn't alone, and there was nothing reaching out to hurt him as he slept a deep, restful, dreamless sleep. The boy never felt the gentle words of the girl reminding him he was loved as he slept.
Sakura glared at the offending sun and noticed that there was someone staring at her as she sat up and glared at the offender. It was Sasuke, just not her Sasuke. Her husband usually pounced her when able, and this boy was not even aware of their relationship as she looked at him. this Sasuke was looking expectantly at her as they both sat there in silence and she sighed, her head falling back as she stared at the ceiling. For once she was going to admit she was getting too old for this shit to happen to her and then she looked at the boy.
"I have training today," he stated calmly.
"I know, I have been here before," she stated flatly and stood up as she stretched and started to walk away from him to hunt up something to eat, she was hungry and she was frustrated. Also, she was worried about her husband and kids. Not that Sasuke was a great father; he was definitely of the best she had ever known, but rather, a toddler, baby and teenager was enough to have him in an early grave and she rather liked him alive than dead. Her only hope was Sarada didn't come home with a boy and telling her father she was going on a date.
Poor boy wouldn't survive the Uchiha glare; literally.
"Where are you going?" Sasuke demanded and she looked at her mini-husband feeling like a pervert as she sighed and fold her arms as she looked down at him.
"Well, it is morning, and I am hungry," she pointed out the obvious, the boy blushed a bit and she smothered her smile as she looked down at him.
"Hn," he grumbled and she walked away from him.
"Come on, I'll cook, but no complaining!" she called over her shoulder and the boy jogged after her. Sasuke was in charge of the cooking in their marriage, Sarada had even volunteered to help him, they would do just about anything to avoid her cooking. Not that she minded, but still, they could wound her pride on occasion with their perception of her cooking.
Mini-Sasuke appeared with an armful of supplies and she got to cooking rice and porridge. There was nothing that could go wrong with porridge.
After two attempts to burn the kitchen down she just had the younger, sniggering version of Sasuke do the cooking and they ate in silence. Sakura did the cleaning of the kitchen; after all she had nearly burnt it down so it was only fair that she clean it up. Once all of that was taken care of she leant on the counter and started thinking seriously about how she was to get home.
"I have to go," Sasuke said and she looked over to the boy then who looked uncertain and she smiled.
"Go, it's going to be a fun day," she assured him.
"So you'll tell me useless stuff like that but not if I defeat Itachi," he groused and she walked over to him then lightly tapped his brow which had him looking crossly at her.
"If I told you what I knew I think you'd abuse that information at this age," she stated as she remembered what a vengeful bastard her husband could be and looked at those onyx eyes she loved so much.
"That's not fair," he grumbled.
"Get used to it, I'm not fair, now you go to practice and I'm going to figure out how to get home and with luck we won't see one another for a long time," Sakura assure the boy as she ruffled his hair then and he frowned.
"What about Sakura from here?" he demanded.
"We'll figure that out when I figure out how to get home," she assured him and stood up tall. The boy sighed and left her.
Once she was alone Sakura detangled her wild short hair, picked up a bandana to cover it and then walked out of the Uchiha compound. She knew she probably looked odd, but in a village of shinobi no one was ever going to look twice at her.
"Sakura!" a voice shouted and she turned around to look at her best friend ever and blinked twice at seeing her as an adult
"Ino?"
"Thank Kami! Sasuke was ready to rip the village apart if we didn't find you!" Ino hurried to Sakura and she found herself engulfed in a hug then.
"Where's Sasuke?" Sakura demanded in worry for her husband.
"He's waiting for us outside of the village," Ino said in a hushed tone as they walked down the street.
"Thank Kami," Sakura breathed.
"Dad?" Ino said and Sakura and Ino both looked over at the living image of Inoichi. Inoichi looked at them and then all hell broke loose as she grabbed Ino's wrist and they ran.
Yamanaka Inoichi was shouting for the ANBU as they ran, Sakura's bare feet hit the pavement as she dragged her dazed blonde friend after her. two ANBU guard appeared in front of her and she drew back a fist as she released a shockwave of chakra and leapt onto the village wall and started running up it.
"Which way Ino!?" she shouted.
"This way!" Ino replied and they darted into the woods. Sakura never slowed as she and Ino evaded the ANBU coming after them. They slipped through the woods with a surprising amount of ease and she leapt over a log. Rolling up to her feet she saw Sasuke.
"Sasuke!" she shouted, he turned her way and she leapt for him. Sakura was quick to wrap herself around him and savored the feeling of her full grown husband in her arms again as she clung to him.
"We kind of gotta go! Like now! Ino whispered and she saw her friend toying with a machine when her husband's eyes evolved. Sakura saw the Rinnegan and looked just in time to see the ANBU as they dove into the portal and fell back through time to their time.
"What the hell was that!?" Sasuke asked as the three of them stood there and Sakura wanted to lean on him for support but didn't because he didn't do PDA.
"Uh… I kind of… well, I saw my dad and he shouted for the ANBU to come for me," Ino sighed and Sakura nodded in understanding as they all started parting ways. She knew that Ino had always wanted to impress her father and never felt like she had gotten the chance to which was why she had been stunned to see Inoichi.
But it didn't matter as she and Sasuke started walking home and she hesitantly took his offered hand.
"Can you explain this one to me?" she asked him after a while of silence.
"Dobe jr." was his answer and she sighed. She was able to put two and two together and get four and knew that somehow Boruto was behind this entire mess. When she felt up to it, after relieving the painful ache in her breasts and enjoyed her time with her husband she was kicking Boruto's ass through every mountain that she knew.
"Do I want to know?"
"No," he shook his head.
"Well, I woke up in a twelve year old's bed," she informed him once they were far enough away from Ino that what she was about to say wasn't going to be blabbed all over the village. She saw how amused her husband was and scowled at him, she was going to chew him out later when a thought hit her.
"Where are my kids!?" she demanded as she grabbed the front of Sasuke's shirt and glared threateningly at him if he dared to lose them he was going to find out just how atrocious her temper could really be. He just wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Itachi and Sayuri are with your parents, and Sarada is on a mission with Shikadai and Inojin," he informed her. she sighed as her head rested on his chest and for a moment she could only feel a serine peace knowing her babies were all safe and sound.
"Oh thank Kami," she breathed as she lifted her head up and looked at him then.
"Can we go home now?" he pleaded as he spun her away from him and lightly pushed her in the direction of their house. She grumbled to hide her amusement at his manhandling of her and they walked in silence together.
Sakura was just relieved to see this house again and know her children were safe. A thought struck her then as she looked at her husband and remembered something his twelve year old self had said which had her curious.
"Hey, was um… little me here?" she asked Sasuke. There was a flash in her husband's eye which had her thinking that there was quite the story behind what had happened to her mini self as they walked into the house.
Ah! Home sweet home! There was no place like this anywhere on the planet and it was her favorite spot as she walked into her living room and spun around to flop onto the couch for a moment before she went about relieving the ache in her breasts.
"Aa," Sasuke replied with a nod whch had her staring at him.
"And did you wake up in bed naded with her?" she aksed him.
Sakura would have been amused at his paling but she knew that this hadn't been a funny expierence for either of them. He nodded and she sighed, well, they had had sex that night.
"Alright," she decided she was just going to play this off like it was normal for them so they would laugh about it long after their kids were married. "If you get a memory of a grown naked pink woman in your bed from your childhood know I clobbered you really hard over the head and bolted."
Sasuke smirked then as he walked over to her.
"If you get a memory of being locked in the pantry, know I wanted to keep you there all day," he informed her with a tap to her brow. She couldn't help but laugh as they sat there on the couch staring up at the ceiling.
"You know what, I don't want to know, I don't really want to know what happened," she decided.
"Dobe jr." he repeated and she sighed.
"That's explanation enough," she assured him as they both stared at the ceiling. It had been one long ass day for her and she wasn't looking to ever repeat it, ever again. She was happy with her Sasuke, and she didn't ever want to go back to who he had been.
She took his hand then, he entwined their fingers and she smiled slightly as she kept her eyes on the ceiling.
"That was a hell of an anniversary," she mused. "And you should know you were a little git as a child."
"Tch," he clicked his tongue and she smothered a laugh. "Annoying." He informed her and she felt the giggle escape her despite her desires not to laugh and she looked at her husband with a smile.
"And yet we're still married," she chuckled. He shrugged and she felt herself burst into laughter then as he looked so damn innocent.
"Can't be helped," he decided.
Sakura smiled and shut her eyes, she had to relieve some of her aches, but she was really happy to be here. To be home, she looked at her home and saw him staring at the ceiling.
The knock on their door had them looking to one another and she looked back to the door.
"Please tell me that the twelve year old you isn't here," she whispered. Sasuke lifted his brow to her, and she shrugged. Just because she had loved the boy, and loved the man more than her life, did not mean she wanted the boy back in her life. They looked to one another as they both hesitantly walked to the door and peeked out.
Haruno Sakura peeked an eye open and promised herself that it was all some strange dream, that she hadn't been to the future and that she hadn't seen an old version of Uchiha Sasuke. She promised herself that it had all been some jumbled nightmare as she cracked her eyes open and looked around the training area.
"Sakura!" Naruto cried out and she sighed knowing that it had been nothing but some odd dream of hers and sat up. She hugged the blanket around her, it smelt nice and she liked it. The white bandana fluttering off of her head had her stopping and gaping at it then looking to the boys who were standing there.
"That's an awesome cloak! Where'd you get it!?" Naruto demanded and he yanked it off her person, she grumbled when she landed on the cool grass and grabbed the cloak away from Naruto.
"A boy," she answered.
"Hn?" she noted then that Uchiha Sasuke lifted his brow then and she smirked.
"WHA!?" Naruto bellowed and she smirked.
"Yeah," she said smugly as she wound it up and decided she was going to store it safely in her room. She was baffled that that hadn't been a dream but she smiled knowing that Sasuke was going to be alright someday. She also grinned happily at being home then hugged both Naruto and Sasuke in her delight at seeing them (Her Age!), again.
Sasuke couldn't peel Sakura off of him now that she was hugging him and she pulled away too soon. He couldn't look at her right anymore, he didn't know what to make of that as he remembered the calm, older pinkette who had affectionately tapped his head and annoyed the hell out of him by not answering his questions.
Looking at this Sakura he could only think one thing and it was rather odd.
She grew up into a gorgeous woman.
That was his only thought as she yelled at Naruto. His eyes narrowed on the black material in her hands as she yelled and decided he wanted to burn it into ashes, whatever boy had given her it was going to get his ass kicked! After having dealt with a full grown Haruno Sakura he wasn't going to let another boy grab her.
"Naruto!" she screamed and he wove quick signs for fire before breathing it on the black material offending him.
"What the…!? Sasuke! That was a gift!" she shouted when she spun on him.
"I was aiming for the loser," he decided and that wouldn't save him or Naruto as she tore after them; it was the first time he thought her temper amusing as he ran.
"This is your fault teme!" Naruto shouted.
"How's it my fault dobe!?" he snapped back as they leapt into the forest.
"You two get back here! I'm going to kick you're butts for that!" she roared behind them and they ran a little faster.
In Uzumaki Boruto's Not So Distant Future…
"AND IF YOU EVER PLAY WITH ANOTHER FORBIDDEN JUTSU I'LL KILL YOU!" a fist slammed into the boy's body with chakra pulsing from the release. The young Byakugan user vainly tried to evade his aunt's wrath but his uncle came at him too.
He screamed like a little girl when his aunt came at him with full speed and chakra pooling powerfully and dangerously in her hands. The shock wave of that chakra hit could be felt in Suna.
"So, dinner?" Sakura asked as she looked at the carnage of what had been a mountain and stood there with her husband.
"Rice bowls," Sasuke said as they started walking home.
"That sounds good," she decided and cracked her knuckles as she stretched and walked with him. hesitantly her fingers brushed his and he grabbed her hand. Her fingers entwined with his as they walked back towards the village.
"We should go get Sayuri and Itachi from my parents," Sakura sighed.
"They can wait, Sarada's home tomorrow, we'll collect them then," he decided and she smiled.
"I know what you're up too," she warned him. he smirked as he lifted a brow and she smiled wickedly as she looked at him. "You're lucky I happen to love it."
"Hn?"
"Yeah, because if I didn't happen to miss you so damn much I'd be demanding to collect my babies and burn down the Forbidden Jutsu library," she mused.
Sasuke spun around and had her pressed up against the village wall, his mouth on hers' and she surrendered to him as she pressed herself as close as she could and held onto him tightly.
"Thank you," he murmured when his lips pulled away from hers'. She stared at those heated black eyes of his and smiled as she reached up and lightly brushed her lips to his knowing what he was thanking her for. What he didn't know was that there was never a reason to thank her for what came to her naturally. Sasuke deepened the kiss as his arm wrapped around her tightly and they pulled apart gasping for breath.
"You're welcome," she murmured then and they resumed walking towards their home.
Kami did it ever feel good to just be home. She smiled as she looked up at her husband.
She had loved him since she had been a child, and that was never going to change, and she was never going to stop loving him. Even when he drove her insane, and wouldn't let her ever cook, and wouldn't ever leave her alone when he was home. She would never and could never stop loving him as she walked with him into their house. Sasuke had her pressed up against the door, her mouth was on his and she clung tightly to him as he pulled her up.
She giggled and let him hold her as they returned to their broken room.
One day she'd get him to tell her just what had happened here.
A Part II to A Very Bad Uchiha Day!
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