Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
A/N: Hee hee hee...I just got this idea for a fanfic. It takes place when all of the original characters are about 33. There is reference to ShikaIno and NaruSaku in here, but it's not primarily about them...Muahaha...Read and find out.
-- Sakura Kaijuu
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"Papa!" Shikamaru was rudely woken up by his two children. "Papa!"
"Ugh..." he opened his eyes to see his seven-year-old son in his face.
"Papa, Mama says that if you don't get up right now she's going to leave you." As Shikamaru moved the little boy and sat up, the boy asked, "What's Mama talking about? Does it mean she's going to visit Miss Sakura?"
"Don't worry about it Kiyoshi..." Shikamaru yawned and got out of bed. "Go tell your mother that I'm up." He started towards the bathroom when he noticed his older daughter. "Yes, Saeko?"
"Papa, why don't you ever get up?" the nine-year-old girl asked sincerely.
"Because I like to enjoy the simple things in life, like sleeping. Go eat your breakfast."
She shrugged, "Okay."
*~*
Ino sighed in exasperation. 'That man...' she thought. She knew that she would never really understand him, but why couldn't he just get up in the morning? She placed a box of cereal, two bowls, two spoons and some milk on the table. She smiled as her youngest child came into the kitchen.
"Papa said he's up. Does that mean you won't go visit Miss Sakura today?" Kiyoshi took his place at the table and waited for his mother to pour the cereal and the milk. According to the family rule, you weren't allowed to pour things like milk and cereal by yourself until you were eight years old. Which meant that Saeko had been allowed to for the past year and a half.
"Where is your dad?" Ino looked at the kitchen door. It opened, but only Saeko entered.
"Papa's in the bathroom," Saeko said simply after glancing at her mother's annoyed expression. The nine-year-old girl prepared her breakfast and started munching.
Fifteen minutes later Shikamaru entered the kitchen, yawning. "Good morning," he grabbed a cup of coffee and a piece of toast. He tried to kiss his wife, but she simply glared at him. He sighed and took a bite out of his toast. Women were so troublesome.
He was wearing a mesh shirt and pants with bandages from the middle of his shins down to his ankles. He would put on his small jacket and chuunin flack before he left. "Um...So what's going on today, Kiyoshi?"
"Um...I think we're learning about how to throw shuriken!" he answered excitedly. He had his father's unruly hair and his mother's round, blue eyes. His father was already teaching Kiyoshi how to pull it back into the ponytail that the Nara men traditionally wore. He was dressed in a simple cream colored shirt with a single thick, blue stripe on it and a pair of dark blue shorts. "Right, Saeko?"
"How would I know?" Saeko replied. "I'm two years older than you and I'm not in your class." While most of Saeko's looks came directly from her mother, her eyes were the same gray-hazel as her father's. She wore her hair down and shoulder-length and wore a white three-quarter length sleeve shirt that had the symbol of a cherry blossom on the center in a deep pink that was almost red along with several bracelets on both of her wrists. She wore black pants that reached to the middle of her shins. "We're doing Kawarimi."
"That's great," Ino smiled as she shoved her husband into a chair. Ever since she had cut her hair off in a "rage" when she was twelve, she had left it short and it was in a bun. She had long since stopped wearing the outfit of her gennin days and now sported a fishnet shirt and long, dark blue coat, along with the three-quarter length pants that so many of the ninja wore. She still wore her leaf plate at her waist, and rarely wore her chuunin vest. Ino glanced at the clock and saw that her children would be late for school if they didn't leave now. "Kiyoshi, Saeko, I'll see you after school. I think. If your papa and I aren't here, what are you supposed to do?"
"Call Miss Sakura and Naruto-nii-san and ask them if we can go to their house," Saeko answered automatically. She stood up and dragged her little brother towards the door. "Bye Mama. Bye Papa." Kiyoshi waved.
"Bye kids," Ino finally sat down at the table next to Shikamaru.
"Later guys," Shikamaru called from the table. He looked at his wife and smiled. Or smirked. It was always hard to tell with him. Then he kissed her lightly and stood up. "I hate to say this, but we've gotta leave now if we're going to be on time."
She groaned and stood up again. It seemed like she spent her whole life on her feet.
*~*
Sakura shook her daughter lightly, "Kiku. Kiku, get up."
The little girl groaned. "But Mama..."
"No, Kiku. Up," Sakura was unfazed by the nine-year-old's complaints and whining. She pulled the covers off her and took them with her when Kiku still refused to rise.
"Mama..." she complained.
"Up," Sakura repeated, taking the blankets with her as she left the room. Sakura, like Ino, no longer wore the outfit she had worn as a gennin. She had on a long sleeved black shirt and dark blue pants that ended a little past her knees. Her hair was still short and she still wore her hitai-ate as a headband. She headed towards her own bedroom. "Naruto!" she yelled.
He jumped. "Wha? What? Where's the fire?" he asked stupidly.
She rolled her eyes. "Naruto, it's time to get up. I swear...you and Kiku are exactly alike..."
He rubbed his eyes, "I'm not sure if that's a compliment or an insult..." He noticed the bundle in her arms. "You took her blankets away again?"
"Of course I did. I'd like to see you get her up!" she retorted. She headed off to the kitchen, leaving her husband and daughter to get cleaned up and dressed on their own.
*~*
Kiku was the first to appear for breakfast. She yawned as she sat down and her mother placed a plate of pancakes in front of her. She had her mother's green eyes and her father's spiky, blond hair, but still had Sakura's bangs. Fortunately she hadn't inherited her mother's large forehead. Sakura was grateful for that. She didn't want her daughter to go through the same teasing as she had. All other aspects of Kiku's features came from her mother.
"Mama, where are my blankets today?" Kiku poured syrup onto her pancakes and took a bite.
"You can find them when you get home," Sakura replied.
Kiku rolled her eyes and continued to eat. She wore her hair in two spiky pigtails at the base of her neck, held with two blue hair ties that matched the seven or eight bracelets on her wrists. She wore a light blue, long sleeved shirt with a dark blue, spaghetti strap shirt over it along with a pair of loose, khaki three-quarter length pants.
Naruto wandered into the kitchen, still trying to fight off sleep. His hair was still in the same, spiky disarray it had always been in, and he placed his head protector on the table. "Hi..." he leaned over and kissed his wife on the cheek, taking his plate at the same time.
Over the years he had changed what he wore very often. But after all of team seven became jounin at the age of 21, Naruto settled on the traditional baggy, blue body suit with his lower legs wrapped in bandages topped with his jounin vest. When Naruto turned 25 and Kiku turned one, Tsunade had announced that Naruto was the new Hokage. For the most part his look had stayed the same, but now he wore a cloak similar to Yondaime's most of the day. He sat eating his breakfast and watched his daughter carefully, "Kiku, what are you doing today?"
"I think sensei said something about Kawarimi," she replied with her mouth full.
"Kiku, don't talk with your mouth full," Sakura scolded her gently.
She swallowed, "Sorry. What're you doing today?"
"I'm doing survival training with my students," Sakura was washing dishes. "And then I'm visiting Tsunade-sama."
"And I have my own brats to deal with..." Naruto shut his eyes. "Why?"
"Just wondering," Kiku took her plate to her mother. "I'm leaving now. Bye Mama, bye Papa."
"Later kiddo," Naruto ruffled her hair as she passed him.
"Remember to find your blankets when you get home," Sakura reminded her. Kiku groaned as she picked up her bag and left for school.
*~*
A/N: Hmm...it's a kind of long chapter, and I know that nothing really happened, but it needed a set up. And yeah, I made Naruto the Hokage...cuz he would be by then. And everybody knows that Tsunade's gonna give him the Hokageship (Yeah I did make that up. Who cares?).
So I have Shikamaru and Ino with Saeko and Kiyoshi (a girl and a boy, just like Shikamaru wanted) and Naruto and Sakura with Kiku. I was going to have more characters, but I realized that that would be too many characters and I'd lose track of whose personality belonged to who. If you want you can go to for an insight into my head. As well as bad Naruto doodles. And my bad handwriting. I've been using this piece of paper to write down everything important about this fic for the past two days. I love sharpies, don't you?
-- Sakura Kaijuu
A/N: Hee hee hee...I just got this idea for a fanfic. It takes place when all of the original characters are about 33. There is reference to ShikaIno and NaruSaku in here, but it's not primarily about them...Muahaha...Read and find out.
-- Sakura Kaijuu
*~*
"Papa!" Shikamaru was rudely woken up by his two children. "Papa!"
"Ugh..." he opened his eyes to see his seven-year-old son in his face.
"Papa, Mama says that if you don't get up right now she's going to leave you." As Shikamaru moved the little boy and sat up, the boy asked, "What's Mama talking about? Does it mean she's going to visit Miss Sakura?"
"Don't worry about it Kiyoshi..." Shikamaru yawned and got out of bed. "Go tell your mother that I'm up." He started towards the bathroom when he noticed his older daughter. "Yes, Saeko?"
"Papa, why don't you ever get up?" the nine-year-old girl asked sincerely.
"Because I like to enjoy the simple things in life, like sleeping. Go eat your breakfast."
She shrugged, "Okay."
*~*
Ino sighed in exasperation. 'That man...' she thought. She knew that she would never really understand him, but why couldn't he just get up in the morning? She placed a box of cereal, two bowls, two spoons and some milk on the table. She smiled as her youngest child came into the kitchen.
"Papa said he's up. Does that mean you won't go visit Miss Sakura today?" Kiyoshi took his place at the table and waited for his mother to pour the cereal and the milk. According to the family rule, you weren't allowed to pour things like milk and cereal by yourself until you were eight years old. Which meant that Saeko had been allowed to for the past year and a half.
"Where is your dad?" Ino looked at the kitchen door. It opened, but only Saeko entered.
"Papa's in the bathroom," Saeko said simply after glancing at her mother's annoyed expression. The nine-year-old girl prepared her breakfast and started munching.
Fifteen minutes later Shikamaru entered the kitchen, yawning. "Good morning," he grabbed a cup of coffee and a piece of toast. He tried to kiss his wife, but she simply glared at him. He sighed and took a bite out of his toast. Women were so troublesome.
He was wearing a mesh shirt and pants with bandages from the middle of his shins down to his ankles. He would put on his small jacket and chuunin flack before he left. "Um...So what's going on today, Kiyoshi?"
"Um...I think we're learning about how to throw shuriken!" he answered excitedly. He had his father's unruly hair and his mother's round, blue eyes. His father was already teaching Kiyoshi how to pull it back into the ponytail that the Nara men traditionally wore. He was dressed in a simple cream colored shirt with a single thick, blue stripe on it and a pair of dark blue shorts. "Right, Saeko?"
"How would I know?" Saeko replied. "I'm two years older than you and I'm not in your class." While most of Saeko's looks came directly from her mother, her eyes were the same gray-hazel as her father's. She wore her hair down and shoulder-length and wore a white three-quarter length sleeve shirt that had the symbol of a cherry blossom on the center in a deep pink that was almost red along with several bracelets on both of her wrists. She wore black pants that reached to the middle of her shins. "We're doing Kawarimi."
"That's great," Ino smiled as she shoved her husband into a chair. Ever since she had cut her hair off in a "rage" when she was twelve, she had left it short and it was in a bun. She had long since stopped wearing the outfit of her gennin days and now sported a fishnet shirt and long, dark blue coat, along with the three-quarter length pants that so many of the ninja wore. She still wore her leaf plate at her waist, and rarely wore her chuunin vest. Ino glanced at the clock and saw that her children would be late for school if they didn't leave now. "Kiyoshi, Saeko, I'll see you after school. I think. If your papa and I aren't here, what are you supposed to do?"
"Call Miss Sakura and Naruto-nii-san and ask them if we can go to their house," Saeko answered automatically. She stood up and dragged her little brother towards the door. "Bye Mama. Bye Papa." Kiyoshi waved.
"Bye kids," Ino finally sat down at the table next to Shikamaru.
"Later guys," Shikamaru called from the table. He looked at his wife and smiled. Or smirked. It was always hard to tell with him. Then he kissed her lightly and stood up. "I hate to say this, but we've gotta leave now if we're going to be on time."
She groaned and stood up again. It seemed like she spent her whole life on her feet.
*~*
Sakura shook her daughter lightly, "Kiku. Kiku, get up."
The little girl groaned. "But Mama..."
"No, Kiku. Up," Sakura was unfazed by the nine-year-old's complaints and whining. She pulled the covers off her and took them with her when Kiku still refused to rise.
"Mama..." she complained.
"Up," Sakura repeated, taking the blankets with her as she left the room. Sakura, like Ino, no longer wore the outfit she had worn as a gennin. She had on a long sleeved black shirt and dark blue pants that ended a little past her knees. Her hair was still short and she still wore her hitai-ate as a headband. She headed towards her own bedroom. "Naruto!" she yelled.
He jumped. "Wha? What? Where's the fire?" he asked stupidly.
She rolled her eyes. "Naruto, it's time to get up. I swear...you and Kiku are exactly alike..."
He rubbed his eyes, "I'm not sure if that's a compliment or an insult..." He noticed the bundle in her arms. "You took her blankets away again?"
"Of course I did. I'd like to see you get her up!" she retorted. She headed off to the kitchen, leaving her husband and daughter to get cleaned up and dressed on their own.
*~*
Kiku was the first to appear for breakfast. She yawned as she sat down and her mother placed a plate of pancakes in front of her. She had her mother's green eyes and her father's spiky, blond hair, but still had Sakura's bangs. Fortunately she hadn't inherited her mother's large forehead. Sakura was grateful for that. She didn't want her daughter to go through the same teasing as she had. All other aspects of Kiku's features came from her mother.
"Mama, where are my blankets today?" Kiku poured syrup onto her pancakes and took a bite.
"You can find them when you get home," Sakura replied.
Kiku rolled her eyes and continued to eat. She wore her hair in two spiky pigtails at the base of her neck, held with two blue hair ties that matched the seven or eight bracelets on her wrists. She wore a light blue, long sleeved shirt with a dark blue, spaghetti strap shirt over it along with a pair of loose, khaki three-quarter length pants.
Naruto wandered into the kitchen, still trying to fight off sleep. His hair was still in the same, spiky disarray it had always been in, and he placed his head protector on the table. "Hi..." he leaned over and kissed his wife on the cheek, taking his plate at the same time.
Over the years he had changed what he wore very often. But after all of team seven became jounin at the age of 21, Naruto settled on the traditional baggy, blue body suit with his lower legs wrapped in bandages topped with his jounin vest. When Naruto turned 25 and Kiku turned one, Tsunade had announced that Naruto was the new Hokage. For the most part his look had stayed the same, but now he wore a cloak similar to Yondaime's most of the day. He sat eating his breakfast and watched his daughter carefully, "Kiku, what are you doing today?"
"I think sensei said something about Kawarimi," she replied with her mouth full.
"Kiku, don't talk with your mouth full," Sakura scolded her gently.
She swallowed, "Sorry. What're you doing today?"
"I'm doing survival training with my students," Sakura was washing dishes. "And then I'm visiting Tsunade-sama."
"And I have my own brats to deal with..." Naruto shut his eyes. "Why?"
"Just wondering," Kiku took her plate to her mother. "I'm leaving now. Bye Mama, bye Papa."
"Later kiddo," Naruto ruffled her hair as she passed him.
"Remember to find your blankets when you get home," Sakura reminded her. Kiku groaned as she picked up her bag and left for school.
*~*
A/N: Hmm...it's a kind of long chapter, and I know that nothing really happened, but it needed a set up. And yeah, I made Naruto the Hokage...cuz he would be by then. And everybody knows that Tsunade's gonna give him the Hokageship (Yeah I did make that up. Who cares?).
So I have Shikamaru and Ino with Saeko and Kiyoshi (a girl and a boy, just like Shikamaru wanted) and Naruto and Sakura with Kiku. I was going to have more characters, but I realized that that would be too many characters and I'd lose track of whose personality belonged to who. If you want you can go to for an insight into my head. As well as bad Naruto doodles. And my bad handwriting. I've been using this piece of paper to write down everything important about this fic for the past two days. I love sharpies, don't you?
-- Sakura Kaijuu