Author Note: this is it guys, the last two chapters.

2.19

With the approaching weeks the couple was having less and less time for each other. Sasuke assured her they would have ample time together after they were married.

That was the thing actually…

Naruto rubbed his friend's back as he vomited into the toilet. "Dude, you're just puking air at this point."

Sasuke still wiped his chin and sat back on his heels. "Shit…"

"You're nervous, huh?"

Sasuke burped and gagged at the taste. He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not nervous, dick."

Naruto chuckled and nodded sarcastically. "Yeah, totally, I believe you."

"Believe it," he murmured Naruto's old catch phrase.

Naruto's smile faded a bit. "I can't believe that this time next week you'll be signing your life away."

"If that's your mentality never get married," Sasuke took a deep breath before flushing the toilet and pushing himself to sit on the end of the tub beside his childhood friend. "I'm starting my life."

Blue eyes closed. "You're right. I just remember when we were kids— Hell, even teenagers talking about how we'd never get married. You have Hinata and I got Ino."

"No, she has you."

Naruto nudged him with a laugh. "Whatever, she just makes me better. I got a good job this time."

"That's all that matters," Sasuke rubbed his neck. His stomach was twisting in anxiousness and excitement, slight fear too. It had been gradually become more sensitive as time passed.

"It's weird…I don't feel like anything is going to change, you know? Besides having another Uchiha around."

Uchiha clutched his stomach again. That was it. That was the source of his pain. He was essentially starting his family name over again. "I wish she could have met them."

Naruto stood and stretched inked arms above his head. "Why don't you take her to meet them?"

Sasuke stared at the blond as if he had solved the largest riddle. "I will."

Naruto extended his fist. "Do me a favor and don't puke on Hinata."

Sasuke fist bumped his friend. "I'll try." Naruto began walking to the door. "Oh, dobe."

He looked over his shoulder. "Mmh?"

"Thanks."

::

They stood there, holding hands. Hinata took a long sniff of the flowers before pushing them into Sasuke's face. "They smell good, no?"

"No." He grumbled.

Hinata shook her head and placed an equal amount of flowers in front of each name. "Uchiha-san," she clasped her hands together. "Thank you so much for Sasuke. I wish… I would have loved to meet you, I mean…we will one day."

"That's morbid." Sasuke put an arm around her. "Why are you— they're dead."

"Sasuke!"

"What? They are," he squatted down. "She's clumsy and paranoid. She has this fainting problem and over talks in the worst situations. She dresses like grandmother but I like it." There was silence. "You guys would have loved her."

Hinata put her hands on his shoulders. "S-Sasuke?"

When Sasuke stood, Hinata was the one crying. "What now?" He wiped her tears.

"I don't k-know!" She confessed.

"Stupid," he pulled her into his chest. "I understand." He rubbed her back. "I understand."

::

When the day finally came…they were a mess. Hinata fanned herself in the mirror. "Why is it so h-hot? Is it hot to y-you because it's hot to me? I'm-"

"Calm down!" Ino grabbed her shoulders.

Temari shook her head. "Take deep breaths because we can't have a wedding with the bride passed out."

Hinata took a napkin and patted her face. "R-right?" She plopped down on the little couch. "I don't think I can do this-"

"What the hell? I didn't travel all this way for you to pussy out." Hanabi adjusted her dress.

"L-language!" Hinata pointed.

"Bright-hey, bright side…imagine how calm and collected Sasuke would be." Ino smiled.

::

"Stop vomiting!" Naruto shouted. "Are you going to kiss your bride with yuck mouth?"

Gaara nodded. "Stop being a little girl."

Sasuke glared at them both. "Shut up!"

Kankuro smirked. "Sure you're not pregnant, Uchiha?"

Did everyone know about his delirious fever episode? Sasuke was about ready to kick them all out the wedding until Hiashi and other opal eyed men came in the room.

"Uchiha, are you ready for this?"

Sasuke nodded smoothly. "Of course." As if he wasn't just an uncharacteristically ball of nerves.

"Very good. I remember how I was before the wedding. I couldn't stop shaking."

Sasuke nodded again.

Hiashi crossed his arms. "Can you speak, boy?" Sasuke shook his head and proceeded to run and vomit. "That's a shame."

Naruto shrugged. "He pukes when he's nervous. Hard life."

"Well, he needs to stop. It's time to go," Hiashi signaled Kō to retrieve his slump of a to-be son-in-law.

::

Hinata tried running away four times but was stopped. Thankfully. She heard faint music start just as her father took her arm. "Are you sure you want to marry him? The tattoos?"

"I love him," she whispered harshly.

He straightened his posture. "Then act like it. No more shaking, hime."

Hinata smiled at the man. "Yes sir."

She stood there with a rather expensive dress, only because of her father. It was laced long sleeves, of course, and showing no cleavage but hugging the body she so desperately tried hiding. Sasuke stiffened in his spot when she began walking towards him.

She smiled at him. Sasuke loosened his tie when she stood in front of him and mouthed, "Then there."

That's when she started crying.

::

When Sasuke got home a few days later, Hinata sitting against the door with the contents of her bag everywhere. She looked distressed. "I s-swear I had them."

Sasuke huffed and helped the newly Uchiha woman pack her tote bag again. "I'm going to attach the keys to you next time…" He trailed off while patting his pants.

"Sasuke?"

He looked in his jacket pocket and wallet. "Ah shit…"

"Where are you keys, Mr. Responsible?" Hinata was smiling but she was actually starting to panic.

"I didn't leave them…" He went to the car and searched high and low then high again. Nope.

He ended up pushing Hinata up so she could open the window to the kitchen…that was on the side of the house. She whimpered. "D-do all newlyweds go through this?"

"I doubt it." Sasuke shoved her through just as an elderly couple came outside. He braced himself for their judgment.

Hinata ran out the front door with the keys and Storm in her arms. "Sasuke?" She walked out to see him walking to two senior citizens.

"Princess, come meet our new neighbors," he motioned her over. Hinata smiled at them. "This is Noto, he was a school teacher."

"Hello, I'm Hinata," she shook his hand. "I just became an official teacher."

Sasuke smirked. "And Yuki, she was a tattoo artist."

Hinata's mouth dropped a bit. The old woman was covered in tattoos. "What? Really? I…"

Noto held his wife's hand. "You'll be surprised where that little red string will lead you."

Yuki laughed and patted her husband's back. "Let them be, Ōji."

The younger couple watched them go. Sasuke shrugged. That was weird. "I'm going to pretend that didn't happen."

"Yup." She followed him into the house with a knowing smile. "You can't pick your Neighbors."

::

2.20

Sasuke came in from lunch to find Gaara and Temari discussing something. Temari turned her attention to the man and smiled lightly. "You have a customer."

Sasuke noticed the raise in her voice. "What? Who is it?"

Kankuro grabbed his shoulders. "Your wife-ah," he stuck out his tongue. "That's still weird to say."

"It's been almost two years," Sasuke shrugged the man off. "Or you could simply say her name?"

"That'll be too smart for Kankuro," teased Temari. "Go on back."

Sasuke eyed the blonde before heading into his "office." Hinata sat up on the reclining chair with her legs dangling off the end. Even after two years of marriage, things hadn't really changed. Sasuke didn't know whether it was a good or bad thing.

Navy tresses were cut evenly along her shoulders, nervous opal eyes darted up at him and her hands gripped onto the paper in her hand for dear life. "What's going on?" He walked up to her casually and pressed careful lips on her forehead. "Are you here for a tattoo?" He smirked.

"Y-yeah," she whispered and Sasuke shifted on his hip in disbelief. "I… It's not exactly a drawing but I think we can manage," she handed him the paper.

Sasuke took it from her hands and narrowed his eyes at the image. "What is this? A sonogram? Why would you…" He trailed off.

Hinata swallowed, her heart racing against his silence. "It's, um, my s-sonogram."

Sasuke huffed. "Yours? There's a head there, right? And that would mean…" Hinata waited until he put it all together. He took a step back. "That would mean I'm going to be a father."

She nodded. "Yes. Yes, that's what it means."

Sasuke motioned her to scoot over. He sat on the chair with her and stared at the image in front of him. Onyx eyes took in everything and Hinata watched his movements. He leaned forward and cupped his face before taking a deep breath.

"Are…are you-" she was cut off when he raised a hand. Hinata swallowed her voice and slid off the chair.

Sasuke sat up, allowing his face to move down his face but his eyes were still closed. "I'm not going to lie to you, princess…" He finally said.

Hinata felt her eyes burn a bit. She tried blinking the stinging away but it just formed tears. "I'm s-scared."

He released a humored huff. "Me too but I'm not upset."

Hinata nodded with a weak smiled. "Me either."

He sighed. "You knew. You had to have known, right?" She nodded and Sasuke balled his hands up. "And you made me think you were sick? I thought you were dying and you wouldn't let me touch you."

"S-sorry!"

Sasuke got off the chair and pulled the woman closer. "That's evil." He took a deep breath. "I was worried."

"I'm sorry," she laughed in his chest.

"You don't sound sorry." Sasuke pulled away. "I guess this is my fault."

"What is?" She touched her lower abdomen. "The…the baby?"

"Yeah," he shrugged. "I heard that it destroys everything down there."

Hinata frowned. "I'll see you at home."

"Princess? Prin- are you upset?" He called after her. "It's my fault. I'm so fucking healthy."

Hinata just waved and walked out the door. Sasuke smirked stayed in place. "I'm going to be a father." He nodded. "Cool."

::

Hinata covered her face in embarrassment as her husband held up a pair of lacy underwear in the maternity store. "P-please, put that down."

He stretched them out. "Remember when you were so busy staring at me that you practically advertised your underwear?"

Hinata snatched the fabric out of his hand. "No!"

He thumped her already red ears. "Lair."

Hinata whimpered as he pulled a sundress off the rack. "You can't hide behind sweaters anymore."

Hinata pulled at the hem of Sasuke's largest sweater, her stomach was still poking happily out. "W-why? I love this sweater."

"It's summer, I'm not going to have my pregnant wife falling out because she refused-"

"Okay," she whined. Geesh, he was just as paranoid as her. That wasn't going to work. There could only be one. She grabbed the floral dress. "Too short, my ankles…" She pointed, she'd lost sight of those a few months back.

"You're feet are fine." He would know, she made him massage them for the pass seven months.

Hinata's face soured and twisted. She was walking around looking like an over-weight beach ball and he was still happily sporting wash-board abs and a perfect face. "I d-don't like you."

Sasuke held out a longer dress. "That's fine. Look, this looks elderly."

Hinata discarded that comment and shook her head. "My arms are out. I can't have those out."

"You're literally giving life in like two months," Sasuke reminded her. "How can you possibly care about trivial things?"

Hinata just shook her head. Sasuke followed her begrudgingly through the store. He noticed the couples and expecting mothers, but rather the stressed out looking men.

"This is your first kid right?" A man asked him.

"Yeah."

"Aren't you…nervous?"

"Nah," he answered confidently.

"Look at him," another man frowned. "With his tattoos and piercings. He ain't worried. I remember our first kid. I didn't get any sleep."

Sasuke looked around at the agreeing fathers. What the fuck was this? ADC? Anonymous Dad Club? Where the hell was his wife? How long does it take for her to try on a dress? These depressing dicks were killing his vibe.

"You're so young. You have no reason to be calm."

Sasuke shrugged. They sound miserable. Sasuke didn't feel like he would be a sad, old father. First of all, he had hair and actually loved the person he married. Misery loves company and he didn't need any new friends. Speaking of- "You can't go partying anymore with your young, not-married, kid-less friends. No more drinking."

"I don't drink or party." He told them. Naruto was getting ready for his own wedding. How old did they think he was? Eighteen? Finally Hinata came out looking uncomfortable. He excused himself from the line of sad dads. "Next time, I'm coming in with you."

Hinata closed her eyes and shook gross chills from herself. "A woman just demonstrated the tearing of her-"

Sasuke covered her mouth. "We're shopping online."

::

When they got home, Hinata sat on the couch with a pen balanced on her lip. Sasuke sat on the floor with a notepad. "Are you sure you don't want to know the sex?" Hinata asked him, making small circles on her notepad.

Sasuke shook his head. "No, I don't want to know. That's why we painted the room teal."

"It's a calming color." She agreed.

He looked up from his list of names and watched his overly excited spouse. She chewed on the plastic while staring at him. "Don't tell me."

"What would you prefer?"

"Healthy."

She pouted and nodded. "Yes, me too, but would you rather have a boy?"

"I don't care."

Hinata eased herself to the floor and crawled over to him. Sasuke held his breath until she got to him. She placed his hands on her stomach. When he felt a small kick, he exhaled. She cupped his face. "What would you name her or him?" That's when she noticed his list was blank. "Sasuke?"

He didn't reply. The Uchiha just held the woman closer. "I can't wait to meet our child."

::

She had a girl.

Hinata was no longer a princess. The nickname she had adopted was now given to their daughter. No, she was the Queen now or those were loosely the words Sasuke said. Hinata was so tired and doped up to figure it out then.

It was clear that Hikari was a daddy's girl. She really had no choice. It was on three fourths of her clothes, courtesy of her daddy (the rest included: "I got the best grandpa," "Worlds Cutest Aunt," "My Godparents rule!" and of course, she has onesies with the tattoo parlors name on it.)

The dark haired child slept soundly on her father's bare chest. They both had a hand behind their heads and faced the same way. Storm and Thunder (their new kitten) sleeping at the foot of the bed. Hinata smiled at them all.

Hikari stirred and so did all three males. Sasuke rubbed her back and both kittens purred until she fell right back to sleep. Sasuke looked over at Hinata, he beckoned her to join.

She whispered. "I have papers-"

"Come here," he whispered back.

Hinata grinned and climbed into bed with them. "Little hime," she stroked her daughter's inky dark hair. "She's so blank against your skin."

He huffed and lifted his arm to check out the tattoos. There was a new one on his wrist that had his daughter's name on it. "She's never getting a tattoo or piercing."

Hinata giggled. "N-never?"

"Never." He took a deep breath.

Hinata just smiled. She wouldn't be surprised if Sasuke only allowed her to get a tattoo unless they could match. Hinata placed a hand of her shoulders where her first tattoo was made. A lioness. Sasuke moved their daughter between them. His own lion peeping over his shoulder.

"Goodnight," she whispered.

"Night neighbor," he replied.

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Author Note: So, like with all my stories I didn't know exactly how to end it. I'm pretty sure I didn't tie up every end but I think I did a pretty decent good. Thank you all for seeing me through another fic. I hope you enjoyed this little headcanon that bloomed into TWO whole stories. I had a blast writing it.