AN: Indeed... what have I gotten myself into? Before I even put in the tag on Naruto's name under the couple section, I was honestly contemplating alot due to knowing how honestly some parts of the fandom here in Naruto would trash me for including him in. BUT TO BE FAIR, I do feel like with the amount of interactions between Naruto and Hinata that i was INTENDING to write, I feel I should at least include him in just so to ensure some of my sasuhina readers would not be taken aback.

It's honestly very sad that I received GUEST reviews hating towards sasuhina shipper like me... I think I might appreciate it a little more if you use your real account in, just so we could have a friendly discussion. OH and I too received private message from user who do not ship sasuke and hinata, and told me to admit myself into a mental hospital and kill myself instead :( I'm not going to expose the user because I choose to respect that. I honestly just want to be in my zone and write my favourite pairing :(

Whew! That's a rant, but here's a new update anyways hehe! I'm glad that some of you really like the plot of this story. Do enjoy the chapter anyways!

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"Sarada can't join us huh?" Boruto questioned, hands behind his head as he strolled down the forest path towards the training grounds.

"She really wants to spend some time with her father. Have you seen her father though?" Chocho's eyes lit up as a blush spread across her face. "He's so handsome!"

His eyes darted towards the sky as he replied. "I haven't even seen her when she return. Is he strong? I heard from kaa-chan that her father and mine fought together at the war."

"He is pretty strong! He has that red and purple eyes thing." The young female tried to remember the looks of her new eye candy and smiled to herself. "You should see him one day soon! I'm not kidding when I say he's very handsome."

"Chocho. I'm not interested in man." Boruto snorted.

She let out a laugh. "How could you be interested in man when I'm here present in everyone's life?" She shrugged confidently and chuckled.

The Uzumaki flashed an expression of disgust.

"I'm surprise you didn't ask Mitsuki along."

"I did. He couldn't make it so I can't believe I'm stuck with you." The blonde sneakily stuck his tongue out.

"Hey!" The orange haired female raised her voice, intending to further argue about her beauty and charms that could attract people from other village but stopped when she heard the rustling of leaves.

She turned towards the direction where the sound was from, causing Boruto to stop along. "Did you hear that?" She questioned softly.

"What? The wind?"

She shook her head. "No. Leaves don't just rustle at the bush. There's obviously not even a single wind."

Getting into a defensive stand, the duo pulled out a kunai and approached the bushes. It was clear that it wasn't the wind, and that it was someone, or something that was listening to them. Chocho could only wish it was an animal.

"Could it be a criminal?" Boruto whispered.

The bush continued to rustle for a few times, causing the two young kids to stiffen up. They slowed down when they are nearing, grips tightening around the weapon in their hand. Boruto reached his hands out, slightly shaking as he tried to move a certain part of the leaves aside.

The leaves rustled intensely, and a figure took off in the opposite direction, causing Chocho to jump a little. "Hey!" She screamed and continued to chase him down, observing his long hair flowed with the wind as he never stopped running.

"Chocho!" Boruto shouted, catching up.

"Stop running!"

The figure finally stopped when they reached the edge of a river. He stood there, glancing around rapidly to look for a way out of the duo's sight but to no avail. They had caught up, with Chocho madly panting and complaining slightly about how she detested running.

"Who are you?" Boruto questioned, kunai pulling up and pointed towards him.

"Why…" She panted even more. "Are you listening to us?"

The person turned around slowly, hands curled up into a fist as if preparing to fight, His eyes was focussed on the ground, while biting onto his bottom lip. Chocho continued studying the person, wondering about the gender. When the person finally raised his head, his eyes met hers and a blush crept onto her face.

For a moment, she thought she saw some resemblance in the eyes with Sarada's father. "Are you peeping on me?"

Boruto scoffed. "Chocho, this isn't about you all the time!"

"I'm not surprised if he is." She argued. "Why are you running away from us?"

"I…" The person muttered, hands bringing together nervously. "It wasn't intentional."

Deciding that the person meant no harm, the duo kept their kunais back. Chocho took a step forward closer to the boy, in hope to study more of his face. "What are you doing around there? Are you from Konoha?"

"No…" He shook. "I… I saw you earlier on at Shin's hideout." He replied.

"See?" Chocho giggled and turned her direction to Boruto. "He came for me!"

The blonde rolled his eyes. "Come on, this can't be serious."

"What's your name? And where are you from?"

The boy kept mum for a second, wondering about his name. "I'm Mitsuki. I came from the Sound Village, at Orochimaru's hideout."

"Mitsuki?" Boruto and Sarada exclaimed in unison.

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Orochimaru watched as his creation entered the mini kitchen they had at his hideout. He sauntered passed him, with a smile on his face as he hummed to a little tune. He was happy. The sanin let out a soft chuckle.

"How's your search?" He grabbed the cup Third Mitsuki was trying to reach. "You found something?"

"Not really. But I do know Mitsuki is in Konoha. And I made two other friends." He chimed. "They are meeting me tomorrow to bring me to meet Mitsuki too."

"Ah." He nodded. "I'm sure Mitsuki will be happy to meet you too. He's a little quiet, just like you sometimes."

"I'm excited." Pouring the hot water into the cup, he continued. "They ask me a lot of questions, but I'm not sure about how do I reply them."

"What did they ask?"

"About are you Mitsuki's mother or father?"

Orochimaru sighed internally, wondering when will everyone stopped bringing this topic up.

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Sasuke stood by the gates of Konoha, feeling satisfied about the time spent with his family. He had decided to stay for a day, after the entire Shin incident and it was a great decision. He should really considered returning a few more times, but the mission of entering another dimension sure was more time consuming that he had preferred it to be.

"Here's your lunch for the road." Sakura handled him a bento.

"Thanks, Sakura."

Sarada frowned, not exactly happy that her father would be leaving again. "When are you going to come back again?"

Sasuke watched as his daughter pressed her lips, as if almost breaking into tears. He understood how she must had felt, so he knelt down to her level and flicked her forehead. Just like how his brother would do to him back in the days.

"Don't put on such an expression." He said, smiling. "I'll be back soon, I promise."

The girl brought her hand up to her forehead at where Sasuke had poked and blushed. She giggled softly to herself and nodded. "Okay!" It was a promise.

Upon seeing the cheery mood of Sarada, Sasuke stood up and looked towards his wife, only to receive a look of yearn. He knew she was waiting for him to plant a kiss on her, but maybe it just wasn't in his character to execute those actions in public. So he bid his goodbyes quickly and spun around, taking his leave.

Maybe he should repay his wife when he got back the next time, just not in public. It must had been tough on her through the years and he ought to return home soon. A smirk appeared onto his face when he vividly remember the first time he saw Sarada as a baby in Sakura's arms. Time really flew by in a jiffy, and as much as he wanted more kids to repopulate his clan, he did not want to be impose all the responsibility to his wife and constantly be an absent father.

He had missed most of Sarada's birthday, Sakura's birthday and their anniversary, even though they weren't officially married. They mutually just took the day Sasuke finally allowed Sakura to follow him onto his travel as the start of their relationship and he thought it was enough. They weren't the type for anything grand either, or maybe it just wasn't his type.

His trail of thoughts were cut off when he felt a soft bump against his arm.

"Sorry." A boy of age almost similar to his daughter lowered his head and bowed for an apology.

The boy lifted his head and when their eyes met, Sasuke felt an odd feeling he wasn't able to put into words. A pair of dark orbs stared right back into his, as if he saw someone familiar from those eyes.

"A-Are you…" The boy stuttered a little, but closed his mouth. "Sorry!"

"It's fine, I'm the one who's not focussing on the road."

Sasuke knew the boy had something to say, so he waited patiently. He knew how intimidating he could be, and how kids could use some time to get used to his presence. The kid had hair that for some reason, reminded him of his dead brother even though it wasn't tied neatly like Itachi's.

"Do you have something to say?" He asked, feeling like he should help.

"Yes." The boy responded. "Uh… Is this the direction to Konoha?"

He nodded, pointing towards where his home was. "Yea. Straight up ahead. You'll reach in 5 minutes."

"Ah… Thank you."

He turned around, preparing to leave the child be but was stopped when he spoke again.

"Wait!" The silent present between them lasted for a few seconds. "I saw you… yesterday at Shin's hideout."

Sasuke blinked. What was a child doing at such a dangerous place? Was he the one who was observing them that he had felt? He spun himself around quickly, hands drew his katana out and pointed it towards the child. It could be one of Shin's creation that went severely rogue. "What are you doing over there?"

The kid pulled himself into a fighting stance, but Sasuke had his katana locked at his throat. "I mean no harm. I'm there to… look for the girl who had the red and white fan symbol on her back."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the mention of his daughter. "Why are you looking for her?"

"I want to know what symbol is that." The boy replied firmly.

Almost all of Shin's clone had the Uchiha's logo printed at the back of their shirt. If the kid whom he had his katana on did not know anything about the logo, he could assure that he wasn't with the villain at all. Yet, the fact that he was heading towards Konoha where his daughter was located at made him not want to pull his weapon back.

"That's the Uchiha's sign. What do you want to know about it?"

"Uchiha…" The boy muttered. "What's that?"

"Family name. Tell me what do you want with Sarada?"

He cocked his head. "Is that your daughter's name?"

Feeling his patience wearing thin, and worrying about his daughter's safety, he activated his sharingan and in a flash, he had the boy at his throat with the handle of his katana against the tree. "State your reasons."

The younger male winced, coughing a little as he held his hand out to grab onto Sasuke's. "Let go." He muttered, only to cause the Uchiha to tighten it.

"What's your business to visit Konoha and Sarada?"

"Let go." He coughed again, harder this time as he gripped onto Sasuke's arm. It was clear that Sasuke had no intention to let go.

The adult stared at the child, waiting for a response and in all preparation to attack if he was to retaliate. Instead, he felt a strong presence within the boy, and as the grip around his wrist softened, his eyes widened when he saw the left eye of the boy possessing something only his bloodline could.

The boy brought his hand up and in an instance, he felt his wrist being numbed, unable to move.

"I said let go." The child who had been released slid down to the ground and coughed as he rubbed his neck with his hand. "It's hurting me."

Sasuke could notice the fingertips wound appearing on his wrist, reminding him the technique of a Hyuga but how could a Sharingan wielder be able to see the chakra points so accurately? "How did you get the Sharingan?"

"Sharingan?" He lifted his head a little, allowing Sasuke to see that his eyes had returned back to normal.

This wasn't right, something was wrong about this boy. "Where are you from?"

"The sound village." He coughed again, one hand onto the tree as he pushed himself up.

Sasuke immediately knew who was behind this. He had to be one of another cloning creation of Orochimaru's. Yet, the kid did not have the red eye activated most of the time, and it was obvious that even he did not know anything about having the Sharingan. And the Hyuga's technique… something was different.

"Are you with Orochimaru?"

The boy nodded, coughing a little as he stared at Sasuke with curiosity.

Exhaling, Sasuke bend down to pick the katana that he had dropped and deciding to figure out what this child was, he knocked him out by hitting him from the back of his head. He needed to bring him back to where Orochimaru was, and to find out each and every single clone the sanin had created to this world.

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Naruto stretched a little as he plopped himself down on the bed after a warm shower. He had managed to finish his work earlier for the day, and deciding to not rush into tomorrow's. Returning home early was something he had not been doing, and he thought he could finally have his wife's cooking hot and fresh, instead of microwaved heated.

His body sank a little into the bed as he felt the tiredness kicking in. The bed seemed a lot bigger lately, possibly due to the fact that he had been sleeping alone most of the time. Either when he returned in the morning, or usually too late into the night where it left with just an hour before Hinata woke up to prepare the kids.

The door opened slightly. "Naruto-kun." His wife entered, hands wiping onto her apron. "Dinner is almost ready. I'm sure Boruto will be really happy to see you back home for dinner."

"Ah, he doesn't know yet?" Naruto chuckled and patted the area beside him.

Hinata abided and sat beside her husband, taking in the scent of freshly shampooed hair. "How's your day today?"

"It's not bad. I manage to ask Shikamaru to help me out a little. Anyways…" He grinned cheekily and leaned in closer to her. "It's been a while, huh?"

"W-What?" Her face took a fuchsia red and she brought her hands up to her chest. "N-Naruto-kun! Dinner is almost ready and – "

She was cut off by a gentle kiss planted on her lips. Her eyes widened for a little, before softening to appreciate the touch of her husband. She could feel the hands that resting lightly on her hips begun to rub it gently.

Naruto pulled away, a grin on his face. "I miss kissing you, Hinata."

How could she say no to such a face? She frowned, pushing his hands away from her and inhaled. "Naruto-kun… Himawari is home. Dinner is about to be ready too."

"Ehh… I was thinking I could have you for my dinner." He teased, earning a flustered look he always loved. He leaned in again, this time round capturing her lips with a little more passion as he slid his arm around her waist.

He pulled her closer to him, causing her to press both her palm against his chest. He pressed his lips against her, pulling away from time to time and when he finally decided to nibble onto her bottom lip, he knew she would open her lips as an habitual thing for him to slid his tongue in.

Naruto was kissing her like how she wanted to be kissed, soft and moist yet hot and passionate at the same time. Her cheeks begun to heat up when she felt her tongue touching his as he explored her wet caverns. His hand reached up to her bosom, giving it a light squeeze and causing her to moan into his mouth.

He chuckled softly and continued massaging it through the clothing she had on. Despite the barriers, she could feel her entire body heating up. Naruto knew exactly where all her sensitive spots were, and even with the bra and shirt on, he could quickly decipher where her nipples were located. He pressed through her bra, earning a yelp with yearn.

"Naruto-kun…" She broke away, panting.

"Tell me you don't want this, Hinata."

He reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, resting it above her chest and stared at the lacey purple bra she always had on. It was an instant turn on, but he wanted her to feel like how he was feeling too. The ache of wanting someone. He looked at her and grinned, quickly unbuckling her bra in seconds and allowed her ample bosom to spill out.

"Please… the door's not close." Hinata muttered, feeling the cold air touching her sensitive nipples.

"So you want it too?" He smirked, studying the beautiful asset of his wife.

"D-Don't tease me, Naruto-kun. We shouldn't d-do this… Himawari might come in anytime."

The Hokage knew how much his wife wanted it too, and she was only saying those words to keep her usual mother image. She was right, they should not be caught by their children. Deciding to tease her further, he leaned closer to her breast and blew her against her nipple, causing her to shiver.

"Alright, let's go prepare dinner then." He stood up and stretched a little.

Hinata blinked, surprise by the fact that her husband had just teased her to such a level. She turned around, watching the back of Naruto standing by the door. He turned to face her and flashed her his cheeky grin.

He was such a tease.

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Sasuke held onto the boy in his arms as he entered the hideout he used to stay at. The area had changed quite a fair bit, especially with all the new lights installation that had made the entire place a brighter one. He remembered each and every single room, and knew where exactly to find Orochimaru.

"Oi Sasuke!"

He stopped, turning around to look at his former teammate. "Suigetsu." He greeted, almost forgetting the fact that there was a child in his arms, sleeping.

"You returned faster than – is that Mitsuki?" The water natured male darted his eyes towards the boy that was in the Uchiha's arm, arms falling freely.

"What is he?" Sasuke waited no time and instantly dropped his question. "Is Orochimaru behind this?"

"Ah yes, he's one of the clones. Why is he with you?"

"Why does he have the Sharingan?"

"Sharingan?" Suigetsu exclaimed, brows knitted together. He jogged up towards the male and took the boy from him. "Mitsuki is created by Orochimaru about a year ago. He woke up 6 months ago and hasn't left the base till yesterday. He has the Sharingan?"

Suigetsu pieced the newly information he received together, wishing that whatever he was thinking of wasn't true. He dashed passed Sasuke and made his way towards the experimental room where Orochimaru was at.

Third Mitsuki was definitely different, and there ought to be something that snake individual wasn't telling them with regards to his latest experimental projects relating to clones.

He kicked the door opened, eyes quickly searching for the sanin who was responsible for the creation in his hand. "Orochimaru!"

The white skinned male lifted his eyes from the chemicals. "Ah, Sasuke-kun you're back again." He nodded, staring passed Suigetsu and then towards the unconscious boy. "So is our Mitsuki."

Sasuke entered the room and as much as he wished to keep his calm composure, he was dying to know about the details of the child. "He owns the Sharingan. Is he another creation similar to Shin?"

"I watch him created this clone." Suigetsu added in. "Shin was a person who was able to accept any foreign DNA into his body and successfully synchronise with them. Mitsuki was created from scratch. He's not another Shin."

"Then what is he?" The Uchiha glared at his former sensei.

Orochimaru sighed, placing his tools down and cleaned his hands a little with the cloth. "I wasn't expecting you to visit with Mitsuki."

"Spill it. Are you planning on anything?"

"No." The sanin smiled. "That's not any of my intention. I was working on the new cloning technique so for this Mitsuki, he's a little different."

"He did not know himself that he possesses the Sharingan. Did you not tell him that?"

"He was a surprise success." Orochimaru explained, nodding a little as he made his way towards Suigetsu and took the child with him. "I fused two DNA together. There were ten clones I've created and all of them failed, except for Mitsuki."

Suigetsu felt his jaw dropped. "Are you saying you used Sasuke's DNA?"

Orochimaru nodded and replied in the calmest tone. "Yes."

Sasuke felt an anger boiling within him. Sure he did know about all of the sanin's followers had their DNA stored within the hideout but that did not in any other way meant that it could be used freely just like that. "What are you trying to obtain from him? The bloodline of an Uchiha?"

"I was curious about the fusion technique, and also the fusion of two great bloodlines." A smirk replaced his creepy smile.

"Two?" Suigetsu lifted his brows. "Who else did you use? Karin's? Or… Jugo's?"

"No."

"Who else did you use?"

"She's from Konoha." Orochimaru let the kid down onto the medical bed he had at the corner of the room. "I took her DNA back during the war."

Sasuke felt his shoulder slumped a little as he tried to decipher the person from Konoha Orochimaru took the genes from. She had got to be from a reputable family, great enough for his former sensei to take interest in. He knew his wife would be out of the picture, so would most of the girls in Konoha eleven. Who else? Was it a random villager?

The more he mulled it over the more his brain started to spin, always finding more questions instead of answers. Then he blinked deliberately slow, remembering how the child that was currently resting on the bed had managed to successful sealed his chakra points off during the short interchange they had.

No way.

It better not be.

No way.

"She's my friend's wife." Sasuke sternly answered, eyes glaring to the point he was so close to casting a jutsu onto Orochimaru.