Title: I must insist that you haven't had enough
Summary: At first she thought they were in love, because they acted like her Oka-san and Otou-san. But then he brainwashed her. Gasp!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Prompt: Baby-sitting
Rating: T
Warning(s): Implied sex.
Comments: ONLY RATED T BECAUSE OF THE IMPLIED SEX TALK BUT OTHERWISE THIS IS ENTIRELY RATED K.

"Oka-san?"

"Yes, Akemi-chan?"

The little six year old child waited until her mother turned to face her before she fidgeted and said, "I don't think you should ask Sasuke-san and auntie Sakura to babysit me and Kaoru-chan anymore."

Ino's smile vanished, taken aback by the certainty in her daughter's tone. She frowned in confusion and gently urged her to explain.

"I think they hate each other, Oka-san."

Ino's eyebrows shot up in pure surprise. "What makes you say that, Akemi-chan?"

"Well…"

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"What are you doing here?"

Akemi smiled as she recognized the voice of the all-too-pretty Uchiha and cracked the door of the kitchen open a bit. The smile disappeared as she took in his unhappy features. Why was Uchiha-san mad?

Aunt Sakura, who was standing near the kitchen counter, raised a brow and scoffed, bouncing the little two year old boy in her arms gently while she patted his blonde head. "What a nice greeting, Sasuke. Your lovely words rattle my bones with affection."

"Sakura..."

Her aunt rolled her eyes, reaching for one of the sliced apple pieces she had cut earlier and offering it to her baby brother, who happily accepted the fruit. "I'm babysitting this little guy," she finally said. "Ino doesn't trust you with him. Says you scare him." She turned her head to look at Uchiha-san, saw him glaring at her, and gave him a knowing look. "Wonder why that is."

"Sakura."

"I remember my own name, thank you."

"Stop being so annoying," he hissed, striding across the room angrily. "I'm here to babysit Ino's kid, where is she?"

Sakura glared at him. "I'm not letting you see her until you calm the hell down. It's a wonder how you're allowed near kids when all you do is scare them and make them cry!"

"Shut up!"

"What, it's true!"

"Shut. Up."

"Make me!"

Uchiha-san and auntie Sakura glared intensely at each other, both gritting their teeth by the look of their tense jaws, and Akemi smiled secretively—she had seen her Oka-san and her Otou-san bicker like this all too many times before. Oka-san always told her it was because they loved each other a lot.

"Auntie Sakura," Akemi called as she finally entered the room, crossing her arms behind her cutely. She waited until both adults broke off their glaring contest and greeted her, one moodily and the other happily, before she said, "I thought you told me everything, auntie Sakura! Why is it that I didn't know you and Uchiha-san were lovers?"

"WE ARE NOT!" they both yelled at the same time, before looking up at each other in shock. Then, the glaring came back, and they stomped off towards different rooms, Sakura carrying Akemi's baby brother while Sasuke took Akemi.

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Ino scoffed, making a humming noise that sounded oddly like agreement. "They do that all the time, Akemi-chan. They don't hate each other—"

"But it gets worse!"

Baby blue eyes softened. "Alright then," she sighed, smiling. "Go on."

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"Sasuke, pray tell, what are you doing?"

Akemi winced when she recognized the saccharine sweet tone auntie Sakura used, mostly towards Naruto, when she found someone doing something she didn't like.

Uchiha-san raised a brow, a hand still buried in the jar. "Giving Akemi cookies," he answered all too plainly. "What else?"

"Sasuke, what did I tell you?" That tone was still there. "No sweets until after dinner, Ino's orders."

"So?"

As soon as Akemi saw Sasuke rolling his eyes, she prepared herself for some more yelling.

"UCHIHA SASUKE, YOU INSENSITIVE PRICK."

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU CONNIVING BI—"

"LANGUAGE, UCHIHA, AKEMI-CHAN IS STANDING RIGHT THERE."

"I WAS GONNA SAY BIMBO, YOU STUPID—"

"WHAT. DID. YOU. JUST—"

The yelling ensued for several more minutes before Uchiha-san suddenly decided it was inappropriate to be acting as such in front of Akemi. He took auntie Sakura by the wrist and angrily tugged her towards the next room, closing the door.

It only took a few minutes before auntie Sakura slammed the door open again, red-faced, and stormed outside. Akemi concluded Uchiha-san must have won the fight because he was smirking when she asked him.

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"And they kept yelling and yelling all day, at every chance they got," Akemi said, frowning. "They kept fighting about stuff that was really not im-import—ant." She scrunched her nose. "Im-por-tant."

Ino giggled a bit at the struggle her daughter was having with the word. "That, Akemi-chan, is what I like to call 'happy tension'. Your auntie and Sasuke-san have had it for years now."

Akemi looked at her with her big, blue curious eyes. "But why do you call it happy ten-sion when they are so mean to each other all the time?"

"Because once they resolve that tension, they'll be very happy." She grinned to herself, thinking of an entirely different 'happy' than her daughter was. "But that won't be for a while now, probably. They need to accept it first."

"How can they ac-accept it, Oka-san? Can we help them ac-accept it?"

Her mother smiles gently. "No, Akemi-chan. They've got to do that on their own."

"Do you think maybe Uchiha-san is not ready to ac-accept it?"

"That's a strange thing to say. Why would you ask that?"

"Because I think Uchiha-san used his sharin—" The little girl paused, grimaced, then went on, "Sha-rin-gan on auntie Sakura and made her forget." There was another pause, as if she was considering something. Then, she looked up and frowned worriedly at her mother. "They hit each other today, Oka-san. Or at least, I think so." At the astonished look her mother gave her, she nodded thoroughly. "I know! I think auntie Sakura knew he was going to make her forget!"

"Did you see it, Akemi-chan?" The older woman asked, sounding frantic while she grasped her child's arms firmly. "Tell me, what happened? What did you see?"

"Well, it happened when they were fighting again…"

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"Why is it so hard to get it through your head?!"

"Because you're not making any sense!"

"How could I be any clearer?!"

"I don't know, maybe explain it?!"

"Auntie Sakura…"

Her little call went unheard, and Akemi stood unsurely a few feet away from the two bickering adults.

"UGH YOU ARE SO INFURIATING!"

"YEAH? WELL YOU'RE THE MOST ANNOYING GIRL EVER."

"I'M NOT A GIRL YOU THICKHEAD I'M A WOMAN."

Uchiha-san smirked, then, and opened his mouth to say something but Akemi cut in by calling out again, in a louder tone, "Auntie Sakura!"

Said girl turned to look at her after she had glared at Sasuke one last time. "What is it, Akemi-chan?"

"Kaoru-chan is sleeping, isn't he?"

Her aunties eyes widened and she groaned before smacking her forehead. "Damnit, I forgot… could you check if he's awake, Akemi-chan? Sasuke and I need to finish talking…"

Akemi blinked, brushing brown locks out of her face, and stood there for a moment unsure of leaving the two alone. But then she nodded, trusting auntie Sakura to handle herself, and left the room.

She took her time going to her little brother's room, padding the hallway quietly and keeping her ears perked up. She thought she heard Uchiha-san say something along the lines of, "A woman, huh? Guess you'll have to prove that to me." But she wasn't too sure.

The pictures of her Oka-san and Otou-san on the wall distracted her, then, and made her smile. She liked looking at them when they were fighting really badly, it reminded her of the love they shared.

When she reached Kaoru-chan's room, she made sure to stay extra quiet. She quietly proceeded to the crib and looked over the bars, smiling when she saw him sleeping soundly. Grinning, she made her way out of the room just as quietly and made her way back, but the sound of heavily labored breathing stopped her. She stopped at the corner of the door and listened.

"Enough proof, Sasuke?" she heard auntie Sakura taunt with difficulty, sounding breathless. Akemi only heard her auntie like this when she was finished sparring, and concluded in horror that she and Uchiha-san had been fighting each other physically.

"Shut up," Uchiha-san growled, sounding in pain. "You're so freaking annoying."

"Make me," her auntie challenged, still having difficulty breathing. And then, "Sasuke—oh god! Put that thing away, you know that I can't—"

"No."

There was rustling of clothes and other sounds like slapping and grunts and Akemi gasped as she realized that they were still fighting!

A loud scream from her auntie confirmed her suspicions and Akemi thought she should intervene but then Uchiha-san let out another sound of pain and she cheered within herself, happy that Sakura had retaliated.

Akemi then mentally prepared herself for facing Uchiha-san in case he wanted to fight Sakura some more, but a few minutes later when she entered the kitchen, she found herself to be incredibly surprised—and confused—when she saw auntie Sakura glowing with happiness and seemingly untouched. When she looked at Uchiha-san, her eyes narrowed in suspicion when she saw his sharingan activated.

"Akemi!" Auntie Sakura exclaimed, turning red all of a sudden. "When did you get here?"

"You guys shouldn't be fighting in the kitchen, Sakura-nee-chan! Oka-san wouldn't like it!"

"Fighting?" Her auntie was confused, for a moment. Then she gasped in horror and turned to look at Sasuke, looking like she was about to say something before Sasuke beat her to it.

"Noted," he said, addressing Akemi. Then, he looked at Sakura as well and smirked. "We'll just take it outside, next time."

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"Do they hate each other Oka-san?" Akemi asked as she finished? "Is Uchiha-san evil? Does he enjoy bringing pain to auntie Sakura? Did he brainwash her? He did, didn't he?" Her lower lip quivered, like she was about to cry. "I want to talk to Naruto-sama and put him in jail!"

Ino wasn't listening anymore though, she was too flabbergasted. Then, realization hit her in the face.

And then,

Anger.

Akemi had never seen her mother pick up her phone so fast or dial that furiously, and she thought perhaps her mother would do exactly as she asked but was only dumbfounded when he mother yelled, "FOREHEAD, WHY IS IT THAT I LEARN FROM MY DAUGHTER THAT YOU ARE HAVING SEX WITH SASUKE UCHIHA, HUH? WHY IS IT THAT MY OWN BEST FRIEND DIDN'T TELL ME? EXPLAIN YOURSELF THIS INSTANT."

Akemi was confused.

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"Daddy, what's sex?"

A/N: Quick note to say that the last drabble WILL be continued. My suspicions were confirmed, it looks odd and starts strongly for nothing. When it will be continued is a question of time, I guess. I'll just need one or two prompts more to wrap it up.

As for this drabble… IT WAS FUN OKAY. I think it's my favorite so far. I kept laughing thinking about what I was going to write, because WOULD YOU IMAGINE? Nonetheless, obviously I don't think that would happen (I don't see them fighting this much at all) unless Sakura was pregnant and, you know, HORMONES. I can't ever see Sasuke yelling like that though. But isn't it fun to imagine them this way? Teehee.

See you tomorrow!

DeepPoeticGirl