A/N: So, just a little heads up, I'm not familiar with Boruto as I don't read or watch it. :/ So, I'm not going to be very knowledgeable about the children or their personality other than the few scenes I have watched on YouTube. I do try my best to read up on them and figure out how to portray them, but yeah, I don't know much about the next generation. My apologies if I don't get their personalities correct.

Chapter Fourteen

He never really noticed how silent Sasuke could be, almost like a ninja. His footsteps were soft as he masterfully moved around the bedroom as to not wake him up, However, it was in vain since Naruto was already up the moment Sasuke's warmth left his side. He watched his lover from beneath half slitted hoods, just admiring him and his amazing stealth skill. His heart swelled with love. He rolled, causing the blankets to rustle. As he turned, he noticed the way Sasuke slowed his movements. So thoughtful. Smiling, he sat up and greeted him. "Morning."

"Good morning," Sasuke greeted back. "I hope I didn't make too much noise."

"Nah, I was already up. It's earlier than usual."

"I have some reports I have to finish today, so I wanted an early start." Sasuke resumed dressing even in the darkness. "Don't forget about Himawari's Parent Day."

"Shit, is that today?"

"Yes. Think you will be able to take some time off?"

"I think so. Teuchi is usually flexible. Besides, I'll head right back to work afterward."

"Mmm..."

Leaning forward, Naruto waited for a kiss, but it never came. Blinking open his eyes, he tilted his head. Sasuke stared at him. He raised a hand and instead of a kiss, a poked met the middle of his forehead. Naruto frowned as Sasuke's finger retreated.

With a small smile, Sasuke said, "If I kissed you now, I'll be late."

Finished with dressing, Sasuke waved goodbye and left with a reminder to attend Parent Day for Himawari. He was left all alone. Naruto heaved a long sigh. Soon, it would just be the two of them. He could last. Flopping onto the bed, he fell back asleep.

He jerked awake from a small nudge. Blearily, he blinked. Boruto stood beside his bed with his alarm clock held out. It was already eleven which meant he had about half an hour to get ready if he wanted to make it in time for Himawari's Parent Day. Scrambling out of bed he made quick preparations of cleaning and readying himself. Dressed casually in a black khaki pants with a white v-neck shit and a black cardigan with orange lining, he presented himself to Boruto. His son gave hi a once over look, then nodded his approval. Cleaned and changed, he called Teuchi o let him know he would be late. As usual, Teuchi was kind enough to let him take time off. After hanging up with his boss, Naruto decided he really needed to get a nice gift for Teuchi for being so flexible with his work hours. As he placed the phone into his back pocket, he double checked the digital camera was fully charged while he ate breakfast. When everything was accounted for, he was out the door.

He arrived at the school and stood just a little beyond the school gates. He curiously looked around, finding a few mothers gathering and conversing before heading inside. It seemed he was the only father. A creeping nervous crawled on his skin as he slowly made his way toward the school entrance. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he stepped back the gates and straightened his back. Confidently, or with as much courage he could boost, he walked toward Himawari's classroom. He found it in less than a few minutes; it was a new record for himself considering he hadn't really been around to see her school when he first enrolled her. He scooted inside, smiling to a few mothers who looked his way, then remained close to the door. Glancing around the room, he found Himawari sitting in the middle. She turned her head just in time to lock eye contact with him. A huge smile made its way to her face as she waved at him. Her smile brought him so much joy. Naruto waved back at her, then pointed to the front, indicating she should pay attention. He heard a small giggle beside him. Flicking his gaze toward the sound, he blushed as a mother leaned in toward him.

"You have a beautiful daughter," she said.

"Thank you," he replied, feeling proud.

Taking out his camera, he began clicking pictures and recording her when it was her turn to read or answer questions. He beamed whenever she got the right answer. Before he knew it, Parent Day was already over. He was a little sadden because it meant he wouldn't be able to watch over Himawari. But he was glad that the children at least got to see their parents off. Himawari rushed over to him immediately, asking if he paid attention and watched her. Naruto ruffled her head, praising her for her good work. She blushed and then took him by the hands, dragging him over to her circle of friends. He was introduced to each of them who looked up at him with huge, curious eyes. He sheepishly smiled at them and greeted the little girls and boys. Right as Himawari finished introducing them, all of them burst into questions, a few about his job and others asking about the scars on his face. He tried to answer as best as he could, but was soon overwhelmed by their enthusiasm. He needed to get away. Seeing that the other mothers were beginning to leave, he excused himself. Himawari followed, chatting away. He listened as much as he could, but she started talking about topics he had no idea what it was about. He got to the classroom door, then turned and knelt down. He had to interrupt her. He moment he did, he felt guiltily when her expression was crest fallen. If he could, he would stay with her at school all day just to see her smile. Instead, he pulled her into a tight hug. "Be good. Listen to your teacher and be nice to your friends. You were great today! I'm so proud of you," he said.

Himawari giggled. "Thank you, dad. I'll see you later at home then."

"Yup." Grinning, he stood and ruffled her head once more, then shooed her off. He watched with a goofy grin as she skipped back to her circle of friends. It relieved him to know that despite the event that happened with Himawari's other friend, she still had those that stayed beside her. And it didn't seem like she was being bullied. Nodding his head, he turned to leave. He said a few goodbyes to some moms and continued on his way. He was down the hallway when a voice called out to him.

"Mr. Uzumaki!" a feminine voice called.

He stopped, turning around to see who it was. A woman with blond hair tied into a pony tail hurried over to him. She wore an apron with a name tag stuck on. He couldn't quite reach her name from where he was standing, but her face did look familiar. When she reached him, she broke out in a laugh.

"Judging by her reaction, I guess you've forgotten who I am," she said amusingly. "I'm Yamanaka Ino. My husband is Yamanaka Sai. Our son, Inojin, attends the same junior middle school as your son. We met at the hot pot party. I'm friends with Rock Lee."

Naruto blinked. "Ah! I remember! Oh, I didn't know you were a teacher here!"

"I'm more of an assistant. I am helping out in Himawari-chan's class though."

"Really? Thank you for taking such good care of her."

"Oh, not at all! She's a wonderful girl. Ahh, I sometimes wish I had a daughter too!" Ino pressed a hand to her cheek.

Chuckling, Naruto said, "It's hard for me as a father since I sometimes don't know what she's talking about."

Ino laughed. "It'll probably get harder as she grows up."

"I don't want to even think about that." He sighed heavily.

Smiling, Ino looked around, then leaned in a bit. "I hope I'm not being nosy, but I heard from my son that your son was suspended?"

Naruto flushed. He scratched his cheek sheepishly. "Ah, yeah. He got into a fight...not entirely his fault. Ah! But he's really a good boy! He doesn't normally get into fights like that."

Ino waved her hand. "Oh, I'm not worried about that at all. Inojin can be a little tough to get along with, so if your son is getting along with him, he must be good. Besides, your son is in the top five of the school. I'd like Inojin to do just as well."

"I believe my son got his intelligence from his mother," Naruto joked.

They were both chuckling when another woman appeared around the corner. Her eyes fell on Naruto and stayed as she made her way over and stood beside him. "You're Mr Uzumaki, correct?"

Naruto faltered slightly. He could see her cold eyes staring straight at him in condescension. "Um, yes. And you are?"

"Gusari Rei. My daughter is Chiharu and my son is Doi...the boy who your son turned black and blue." The woman sniffed, tilting her chin upward.

Naruto blinked. This was the last woman he ever wanted to meet, considering she was the reason why Himawari lost a friend and made her sad. Just the way she looked at him as if he was some disgusting trash got on his nerve. But he held his tongue and gave her a tight smile. "Well, boys will be boys won't they? Always rough housing and all. I remember those days."

"I'm sure you do since you probably still do it now. I was thinking since your the parent, you should have at least come and apologize to my family after what your son did to my sweet little boy, but I never got one."

"Boruto has quite the bruised lip too, thanks to your sweet, little boy. Call it scars of war or whatever. They can show it off to their friends."

"What? That's all you have to say? No wonder your children are so misbehaved."

"Himawari and Boruto are both wonderful children. Why, my son is even ranked in the top five of the school. What about yours?"

His words seem to hit her as she scowled in his direction. Naruto beamed a smile at her. He didn't really care what rank Boruto got in school as long as he was passing and not doing anything bad. But his son was smart and he at lease knew how to put that brain to use, unlike he did back in his school days. Mrs. Gusari scowl turned dark before she broke into a menacing smile. It sent a shudder down his spine. No human woman should be able to smile that cruelly. He was suddenly struck with a sense of fear. She was up to something and it could not only hurt him, but his whole family, including Sasuke. Mrs. Gusari turned to Ino who had been standing there watching their quarrel.

"Mrs. Yamanaka, I hope you know how to choose who to befriend. And you should keep an eye on his daughter. Who knows how she behaves having Mr. Uzumaki as a parent," she said sweetly.

"What do you mean?" Ino asked with a tilt of her head in confusion.

"I mean, Mr. Uzumaki is in a relationship with another man. It's very...unnatural. Who knows what that will teach his children."

Frowning, Naruto said, "My personal relationship has nothing to do with how I raise my kids!"

"I wasn't speaking to you, Mr. Uzumaki. Isn't that right, Mrs. Yamanaki? I am the head of the PTA. I do believe you should be aware of who you favor in the class." Mrs. Gusari flicked her hair with her hand. She smiled confidently at Ino. Her red lips spread wide. She looked like a snake.

Ino stared for a moment. It took a moment, but it seemed she got her bearings back. She smile with a small bow. "Mrs. Gusari, we don't play favorites in this school. Above all, our school emphasizes on change and teaching acceptance in all accounts for the better future of our children."

"Hmph." Mrs. Gusari sneered. With another flick of her hair, she whirled on her heels and retreated. Her footsteps echoing deep down the empty hallway.

Naruto stared after her even after she was gone. He took a breath, then turned to Ino. He had no idea what to say. He was outed against his own will, bullied, and treated as if he was nothing. He hadn't gone through anything like that since he was child. It was no wonder her son said despicable things. Her personality was just as bad, maybe even worst. He bit his lower lip, hoping this didn't bring any trouble to his own children. After all, Himawari already lost a friend because of this. If she started to get bullied too...he didn't know what he would do.

"Mr. Uzumaki?" Ino's voice broke him from his thoughts.

"Oh! Um...just call me Naruto. Mr. Uzumaki makes me feel so old," he said jokingly to lighten the mood.

"Then you can also call me Ino. Anyways, I just wanted to let you know...I don't judge people by the relationships they have or what their social status is. Whoever you love or where in life you are, if you are a good person, then you're a good person. My son, Inojin, tells me a lot about your son. They're good friends and seeing as I have met your son and how polite he is, I can tell he was raised by a good father. Please don't worry. I'll watch over Himawari."

He was touched. Although they barely knew each other, Ino was already willing to help him out. Smiling, he thanked her. There was no doubt he could trust her words. Saying goodbye, he finally left the school grounds. Despite Mrs. Gusari's rude introduction and behavior, he left with a smile on his face and lighter steps knowing Himawari was in good hands.

When he returned home after work, he found Gaara smoking nearby his door. He walked over to greet his red hair neighbor. Gaara raised a hand in return. He nearly made it over to him when a head popped out behind his door. He stumbled slightly in his steps when the man who came out wickedly grinned at Gaara and made to kiss him, but Gaara waved him off. The man seem to pout for a second then noticed him. Blushing, the man hurried back inside, closing the door with a thunk. Naruto stared at Gaara in awe as he reached him."Who was that?" he asked teasingly.

"Nobody," Gaara grunted.

"Boyfriend?" Naruto wiggled his brows.

His neighbor scoffed. "I don't do boyfriends, Naruto. He's just a fuck buddy that I met at a bar some few months ago. Every now and then, when we have the urge to have sex, we meet up. Like tonight."

"O-oh." Flushing, he looked away. Gaara was way more experienced in these things than he was, even in terms of having sex buddies. "Um, s-sorry to bother you then."

"It's alright. We already fucked twice, once over my kitchen counter when we were suppose to have dinner and another on the couch. I think he just finished making dinner."

"Gaara!" Naruto blushed. Gaara smirked. He disliked when the other man teased him with information about his sex life that he didn't need to know about. "A-anyways! You should go back and have dinner then. It's pretty late though."

"Yeah. What about you?"

"Hm?"

"You don't look too happy."

Sometimes Gaara surprised him. His red hair neighbor almost seemed like a psychic at times when he could read his mood. Naruto shifted on his feet. What happened at Himawari's school still bothered him even if he did know Ino was watching over her. Still, he thought maybe he should do better than as a dad. "Oh, you know...met the lady of the boy who got into a fight with Boruto."

"Oh?" Gaara raised curious eyes at him.

"Yeah. She was..." He trailed, unsure what to call her.

"A bitch?"

Naruto laughed. Such a simple insult, but it fit perfectly. Nodding his head, he said, "Yes, a bitch. She was rude and condescending, saying that my relationship with Sasuke is immoral and would teach my kids the wrong things. What right does she have to say that? Ugh, to think that there are still people nowadays that think that way."

"Mmm, there's still plenty."

"Thank goodness she doesn't know I was raised by two dad or she was say it's because of that too."

"At least you have a lot of people on your side."

"I do?"

"Yeah..."

"...Well, there's you, my parents, the kids, and...oh, Mrs. Yamanaka! Ino, who we met at the hot pot party. Hmm, I wonder if that means her husband is fine with it too..." Naruto tapped his chin in wonder.

Gaara blinked, then sighed. "There's more."

"There is?" Bemused, Naruto frowned at him.

"Yeah. My siblings."

"You have siblings? But wait, I've never met them, so how can I consider that."

"...You met one of them. Twice. Nara Temari. Her husband is Nara Shikamaru. Their son is Shikadai. Boruto and him hangs out a lot."

"..." Naruto stared blankly. "What?"

"You probably weren't paying attention during the hot pot party...of course you weren't, seeing as you were too busy paying attention to Uchiha."

"Wait...what?! Your sister is Nara Temari…then that means Shikamaru is your brother-in-law and Shikadai-kun is your nephew!"

"Yes. That's what I was just saying. I'm surprised you never noticed considering Boruto hangs out at my place a lot."

"Eh? What? Why?"

"Sometimes Temari and Shikamaru drop Shikadai off for me to babysit. I have a lot of games, so the two of them tend to be over playing games."

"I...had no idea...damn, what kind of father am I?"

"A clueless one, apparently. Well, now you know."

"Wait a minute, then that means you knew Rock Lee before then too?"

"Of course. I've known him since high school. We had a fling or two back in college, but I hear he's going steady with some girl. We still hang out though. And yes, that means he's perfectly fine with gay people. Actually, everyone in this apartment complex don't really care. They have their own life to deal with. They don't have time to judge yours. They also know I'm gay. I may not say it, but considering I tend to bring guys over, it's not a secret either."

"...Why…why the hell didn't you tell me this earlier?" Naruto gawked with an open jaw.

Gaara smiled mischievously. "I like to see you squirm."

"You...ahhh, you asshole!" Naruto covered his red face. All this time, he was worried what his neighbors would think. He had grown really close to them and was afraid that if his relationship with Sasuke got out, they would stop talking to him. As he flustered over the new knowledge, he could hear Gaara chuckling. Removing his hands, he glared at the other male. "I hope you're impotent for the rest of tonight! You don't deserve to enjoy sex!"

"How rude," Gaara drawled.

Childishly, he stuck out his tongue as he made his way to the stairs. Gaara shook his head, then returned to his apartment. Naruto hurried up the stairs and back into his apartment. The lights were turned off, so he had to quietly make his way through the dark apartment. He stopped briefly by the children's room, listening in on them. Soft breathing resonated through the door. They slept soundly. He opened the door as quietly as he could. With his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he was able to see their sleeping forms. Relieved to see them asleep, he closed the door and went to his room. A soft light leaked from the crack in the doorway. Sasuke was still up. He opened the door, his eyes falling onto the bed where Sasuke sat propped against the wall with a book in his hand. The small creaking noise from the door startled Sasuke. He glanced up and greeted him with a rare smile. Naruto's heart fluttered. It didn't matter how old he was. Seeing that smile did wonders to his body. He stepped inside hurriedly. He closed the door behind him and walked over to sit down beside Sasuke. The bed dipped under his weight. Sasuke set the book aside, welcoming him home in a whisper. Naruto smiled.

"I'll go clean up in a bit. Just wanted to check in on you. How come you aren't asleep yet?" Naruto asked.

"Wanted to wait up for you," Sasuke replied.

"You have to get up earlier again tomorrow too, don't you?"

"Yeah, but it's fine. So, Himawari told me all about today. She was very happy."

"Mm hmm. She was wonderful in class. Turns out Yamanaka Ino is a teach assistant for her class too."

"That's nice."

"Yeah..."

"Something else came up?"

"I met Mrs. Gusari."

"Who?"

"The mother of the evil child who dare to spew hateful words at my intelligent, amazing son."

Sasuke raised a brow. "Okay?"

Naruto sighed. "She was not a nice person."

"I can tell. What did she say?"

"That me being with you was unnatural and the reason why Himawari and Boruto are misbehaved."

"What does our relationship have to do with that?"

"Exactly! I tried to tell her that, but she wouldn't listen to me. People like her...I don't think they'll ever come around."

"Mmm...hopefully you don't meet her again."

"I hope so too. But, she is the head of the PTA. I hope she doesn't try to do anything drastic."

"Let's hope not, especially since there's only a few days left before our trip."

"Mm hmm." Naruto leaned in for a kiss, pressing his mouth against soft, warm lips. Sasuke opened up for him, letting him take over the kiss in heated passion. He melted into the kiss. His hands found their way to the nape of Sasuke's neck, latching on and kissing deeper, diving his tongue to explore, sucking and licking till they were both out of breath.

"You should go clean up now," Sasuke said as he pulled away. "It's late."

He wanted to do more, but Sasuke was right. It was late and he felt sweaty anyway. Standing up, he went back to the bathroom to take a quick shower. After he was done, he hurried back into bed. Laying down, Sasuke immediately rolled over and pulled him into his arms. Naruto smiled at how easy it was for them to fall into position. Sasuke clicked the light off, then whispered a good night as he kissed his temple. Naruto hummed, letting his eyes fall close. The moment shared between them was enough to wipe away all the trouble he had today with Mrs. Gusari because this was what mattered to him. Nothing else, but their happiness.

The idea that the week would pass smoothly was too idealistic, but Naruto had hoped. He had hoped that Mrs. Gusari didn't stir up anymore trouble. But he was wrong and he scolded himself mentally for hoping. Of course the woman wouldn't let things go easily, not after he practically insulted that her son wasn't as smart as his or that Ino chose to side with him. So, here he was, sitting in a meeting room during his work hours again—to which he still had to get something for Teuchi for allowing him to leave—with a few mothers sitting around a table. At the end sat the chairman of the elementary school. He was a little on the bigger side and his hair was balding. Even at his distance, he could see the bead of seat sliding down the older man's face. A few seats away to the side was Ino, sitting as she gave him a friendly smile. He tried his best to return it, but with Mrs. Gusari sitting across from him and glaring at him, he couldn't muster up the energy. He gave her a wobbly smile, then returned his gaze to the packet of paper in front of him on the table. When everyone was settled, Mrs. Gusari stood, clearing her throat to gather everyone's attention. She eyed him with a glare for a long while, then eventually turned her attention to the principle.

"As you all know, my son, Doi, was badly beaten by Mr. Uzumaki's son a few days ago. I am here to ask that you withdraw Mr. Uzumaki's daughter from this school," she stated firmly.

"What does your son have anything to do with this?" asked the chairman tiredly.

"I fear that his daughter may have the same...violent tendency." She hissed, flicking her gaze at him.

Naruto frowned. He had been too naive about her vendetta. She was going to try and bring down his family. Gritting his teeth, he glared. If he lashed out now, it would only make him look bad.

"My apologies Mrs. Gusari, but I've worked with Himawari-chan. She's a very gentle child. I don't see any violent tendency as you say," Ino said. Her brows furrowed in confusion.

"You never know when it will come out. For example, Mr. Uzumaki's son is ranked in the top five of his school, but he violently hurt my son."

This damn woman! Naruto cursed. "He was merely defending himself," Naruto grumbled.

"Defending? From what? My son didn't do anything to him and yet your son threw the first punch. However! This isn't about what happened to my son, which I also inform you, I will also be taking action for that as well seeing as the school hasn't done much about it."

"My son was suspended! What do you mean—!"

"Can we get to the point here?" The chairman interrupted, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Yes," Mrs. Gusari continued, "more than thinking about violent tendencies, I'm more concerned about her influence."

"What do you mean?" The chairman raised a brow.

"You see, Mr. Uzumaki is in an immoral relationship with another man. What he teaches his daughter...I don't want that affecting my child. Just as these mothers here are also concerned about. We wouldn't want her encouraging strange behaviors."

"Mrs. Gusari," Himawari's homeroom teacher spoke up. When her head lifted upward to look at Mrs. Gusari, the glint of the light glared against the pair of round glasses she wore, hiding her eyes. "Himawari-chan doesn't really talk about her family life or about her father's relationship to another man other than that one time. But ever since then, she has kept very quiet about it and avoids the topic a lot. If we ever bring up topics about family, she only ever talks about her father, Mr. Uzumaki. There is nothing to worry about her influencing the other children."

"You don't know that!" Mrs. Gusari exclaimed. The other mothers who were part of the PTA nodded along in agreement. "This is meant as a way to prevent it from happening! Chairman, I ask that you do something about this. I and the other mothers of the PTA are very adamant that something be done and if nothing happens, we will do something about it. The public will know!"

The chairman frowned. He glanced between her and Naruto. He could see the chairman starting to fret, afraid that the reputation of the school would be smeared. Naruto growled. How dare the chairman worried more about a damn reputation than the children. He had enough. He wasn't going to sit here and listen to the vile woman known as Mrs. Gusari disrespect his family.

"Chairman, if I may speak," Naruto said. All the eyes in the room fell on him. He swallowed, unsure of what to say, but he needed to do something. Clenching his hands, he stood. "I understand the concerns of many of the mothers here, including Mrs. Gusari. However, I know my daughter. She wouldn't push her ideals onto others if it made them uncomfortable. She is the sweetest girl...a child who lost her mother at a young age and for the longest time, never smiled as brightly as she does now...not until I found my own happiness. She lost so much, but being here...being here, she gained many things back. Her world is so much brighter now. I don't want her to lose her innocence knowing that there are adults—" Naruto flicked a glare at Mrs. Gusari. "out there that are trying to make her miserable."

"I am not!" Mrs. Gusari yelped.

"She already lost a friend. Gusari Chiharu. When Mrs. Gusari insisted that her daughter avoid Himawari, she lost a friend that day. My beautiful, caring, gentle, Himawari learned for the first time that not every adult can be understanding. She realized the world was unfair, not only to her, but her family as well. As parents, we want to protect our children from such things. As adults we want to teach our children that despite all that, there is still hope and a better future. If you cast my daughter out now, you will only make her realize how much crueler the world can be. What Mrs. Gusari here has a problem with isn't the violent tendency or the influence. She has a problem with me and that shouldn't interfere with what happens here at this school. I...I looked up this school long before I registered Himawari here. The one thing that caught my attention was the mission and goal of this school. To teach the young children about change, about being individuals, and above all...acceptance. It's very different from many of the other schools here. If Himawari is removed, doesn't that mean you are going against that goal? And to all the mothers here petitioning for this to happen, think about what it will teach your own children? Imagine what it would feel like for them if their friends and even the adults that are suppose to help them turn against them. I ask that you review this over once more. Please don't let my personal life and relationship influence your decision and see for yourselves if you are making the right choice."

The room fell silent. A few of the mothers' gazes looked away, cast down in guilt or embarrassment. Mrs. Gusari still had the audacity to glare at him. She turned away, taking her sharp, cold eyes and settling them on the chairman instead. She could have burn holes through his head with such a stare.

"Chair—" Mrs. Gusari was interrupted as the chairman raised his hand to stop her.

"Mrs. Gusari, please stop. I...I have to agree with Mr. Uzumaki here. Expelling a student because of what he does in his private life is very wrong. We should never, as educators and adults, let such a thing cloud our decisions. Now, for the rest of the PTA, are you still going through with this petition?"

"Of course they—"

"Actually," a mother stood, stopping Mrs. Gusari, "we've decided not to. After listening to Mr. Uzumaki's explanation, the rest of us have decided there is no need for such drastic measures. Mrs. Gusari, even as head of the PTA, we still decide by majority and the majority of us have decided to refrain from petitioning. Please, if you could just let this pass and not cause more trouble."

Mrs. Gusari sputtered. Naruto was surprised by their decision. He didn't think his words would reach them. Looking around, his eyes landed in Ino who gave him a thumbs up. He couldn't help, but smile, tears falling freely down his cheeks. He tried to wipe them as quickly as he could, but a few of the mothers had seen it. Some apologized, while others were too embarrassed to even speak to him. Eventually, the meeting was adjourned with the outcome of Himawari being able to stay.

As he was leaving, he was stopped by Mrs. Gusari. Naruto huffed. He was tired of seeing her. He would have kept walking too, if it wasn't for the fact that she ran around him and blocked his way. Frowning, he crossed his arms across his chest. "What?" he growled.

"This isn't over. I will go talk to the chairman of your son's school too. I will—"

"You know what? I am tired of this bullshit. Just try and stir up trouble again and you will be hearing from my lawyer."

"Your lawyer?!" Mrs. Guasri gaped, taken aback by his claim.

"Yes, my lawyer. I will sue you for harassment. And believe me, I will make it very possible for you to lose. The truth here doesn't even matter because you are trying to drag my reputation through the mud. I have many and I mean many people who can vouch for me. Apparently, even high standing figures of good schools can back me up as I'm sure you just made an enemy of the chairman here, threatening to ruin the reputation of this school. And Principle Tsunade doesn't seem very convinced that your son is as innocent as you make him to be. If you try to touch or mess with my family, I will return it ten folds on you. And I don't back out on my words." Naruto glared at the woman, daring her to try to speak back. When she could only stare at him with a slack jaw, he grinned victoriously. Stepping around her, he strutted confidently down the road. There was no way he was going to let her insult him or his children again.

A/N: Whew, that took a while to write. I rewrote this chapter so many times! But I finally got something that I like.

With the drama over...Naruto and Sasuke will finally have some alone time in the next chapter. XD

Sooo...I didn't even catch how many typos I had in this chapter. Damn! Urgh, I corrected what I read. I hope I didn't miss more.