All things must come to an end and this is the end of my first fanfiction. I loved writing it and I hoped you all enjoyed reading it. Thanks for all the reviews, they really helped me when I was down. I have so many story ideas, so I hope you'll stick with me. So enjoy the epilogue and review for the last time on this fic.

Epilogue: Happily Ever After

It was a bright Sunday in spring. Inside of a large compound, a photo book was shut. "So that's how your mommy and daddy met." said a 31-year-old Sakura Hatake. An 8-year-old boy who was the exact replica of Kakashi (personality and all) looked to his mother. "Mom?"

"Yes, Haru?"

"Dad's coming home soon. I can feel it."

Sakura smiled and patted his head. "Thank you, Haru." Haru nodded. This was the routine. Haru would sense his father's arrival and tell his mother. Kakashi was a bit annoyed that he could no longer startle his wife, but was proud at how the Hatake prodigy could sense the changes of chakra levels in the air since he was 4.

A bright green-eyed, pink-haired 6-year-old tugged on her sleeve from her spot on the couch beside Sakura. "Yes Aiko?"

Aiko sat back down on the couch. "So when are Uncle Saita and Auntie Keiko gonna get here?"

"I'd say right about now." said a new voice.

Aiko immediately brightened. "Dad!"

Kakashi smiled from under his mask. "Yes, I'm alive and I brought company." Saita popped out from behind. "Hiya Haru. Hiya Aiko!"

"Uncle Saita!" screamed Aiko. Haru just grunted.

"So much like your father." laughed Keiko.

Aiko looked around "Where's Etsu and Kaoru?" Naruto popped out of nowhere holding two 4-year-old twins, sound asleep.

Etsu took after her mother while Kaoru took after his father. Naruto set the two down in one of the guestrooms, their parents following. "Hey sensei, I see two of your kids, but where are the other two?"

A little girl with silver hair and pink highlights came running out of a hall. "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Kakashi scooped the four-year-old up into his arms and kissed her. The girl pulled away and glared at her father. "I missed you!" she pouted.

Kakashi kissed her nose. "I'm sorry Gin, but Auntie Keiko and Uncle Saita live far away. They aren't ninja, so they can't travel as fast as mommy and daddy do."

Gin looked suspiciously at her father and Kakashi looked at her innocently. "I have a surprise for you…."

Gin's green eyes rimmed with black widened. "Whadya get?!" she yelled. Sakura shushed her. "You'll wake up your brother."

"Gomennasai mommy." she whispered. She turned back to her father. "Well?!"

Kakashi looked away. "I don't know. You're mad at me, so I might give it to your sister…"

"I forgive you!" she said hastily. Kakashi laughed and pulled out a sunflower. Gin took it happily and ran to her room.

Kakashi chuckled and walked over to kiss his wife. "So how'd it go?" she asked.

He plopped on the couch exhaustedly. "Horrible. I know pregnant women have needs. I've experienced it four times already and on my fifth round, but you won't believe what Keiko is putting the man through!"

Sakura chuckled. "Well, hormonal imbalance is just part of the package. Luckily for him, she's in her 8th month. Shouldn't be long now."

Kakashi looked back at her. "How about you?" he asked. Sakura fell back on the couch, splayed out like her husband. "Tiring. At least Lee helped me baby-sit."

Kakashi smiled and stroked her stomach lovingly. "Three more months, ne?"

Sakura put her hand over his. "Hai. To think we'll be having twins."

Kakashi nuzzled her neck. "Don't forget, a boy and a girl."

Sakura looked back at her husband cockily. "Don't forget, we're naming them Hana and Isamu." Just then, a little boy with pink hair and silver highlights with green rimmed black eyes stepped into the living room. Sakura looked worriedly at her two-year-old son. "Ronin? What's wrong?"

He held up a small teddy bear. "Hisoka-chan had a nightmare." he said. "Kiss make better."

Sakura smiled and kissed the teddy bear. "Would you like one too, Ronin?" He nodded his head and she smiled. She bent down and kissed her son's forehead. He hugged his father's leg and disappeared into a hallway.

Sakura stared at her son. Kakashi noticed this and sat up. "What's the matter?" he asked.

"It's just, this compound is so big! I'm surprised how they never get lost, even at his age!"

Kakashi scratched his head. "Well, they ARE our children. They were bound to pick up something."

"But I never expected all of it! Haru even picked up your lateness! Next thing you know, he'll be reading Icha Icha!"

Kakashi patted his wife's arm. "That won't be for at least a decade."

Five minutes later, Naruto came bounding out with their four children and their cousins. "I'm taking them over to Sasuke-teme's house. They're sleeping over."

Sakura produced an anger mark on her forehead. "What did I say about swearing in front of my children?!" she screamed.

"Don't worry mom, we're used to it by now." said Aiko.

"Bye mommy! Bye daddy!" said Gin. The rest of the children left and left Sakura and Kakashi alone in the living room.

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Kakashi looked over at his wife and spotted the photo book. "So what were you doing with that?" he said pointing to the book.

Sakura moved her hand over the cover. "Our kids wanted to hear the story again."

"Why am I not surprised?" he smirked. He encircled his arms around his wife. "So did you tell them all of it?" he asked.

She pecked him on the cheek. "No, I stopped at the wedding as usual." she said.

Kakashi removed the book from her hands and opened to the middle of the nearly full book. He slid his fingers over the page until he landed on a picture. "That was from the reception, right?"

Sakura peered over at the picture. "Yeah. And look! That's when I threw the bouquet into the crowd."

A picture of Sakura throwing the bouquet into a crowd lay under their fingers. She turned to her husband. "Remember what happened?"

Kakashi paled slightly. "How could I forget? Everyone went for it, even Anko! I knew Ino could get violent, but jeez!"

Sakura smirked. "That's Ino for you."

'Although, her three-year-old daughter has calmed her down.'

A picture of a blushing girl holding the bouquet of flowers became the new focus. "I'm surprised Ayame came out of that crowd with the bouquet! And unscathed too!" he said in disbelief. Sakura just smiled.

She turned the page and pointed to a picture of Kakashi kneeling in front of a seated Sakura. Kakashi looked over her shoulder. "I remember that! That was when I got the garter from you."

Sakura glared at him. "You copped a feel from me!"

Kakashi looked at her rakishly. "You liked it, didn't you?" Sakura's hand tightened around the book. The next page had a picture of the holder of said garter. "Sasuke looked like he was going to hurl after that." laughed Sakura.

"And Sasuke and Ayame got married a year after we did."

"And had ten children! They were going at it like rabbits!" exclaimed Sakura.

Kakashi smirked. "So? They were doing it for the restoration of the Uchiha clan."

"What about us? Six children!"

"The Uchiha clan wasn't the only that needed restoring." he drawled.

Sakura hmph'ed and flipped the page. Two pairs of wide eyes stared a document in the photo. "And this was when Tsunade called us up that one day. Remember that?"

Kakashi scoffed. "How could I forget? It's not everyday you find out that you were the heir to a large compound and fortune."

"We should be grateful to your father."

"Hn."

'But he didn't have to specifically state in his will that I wouldn't be given notice of this part of the will unless I was married. Even my own father didn't have faith in me finding someone.'

Time passed and more memories were dug up. Pictures of Tenten and Neji's wedding, Ino's wedding, their children growing up. Kisa and Hiro's graves (they had died two years ago and their children took over the inn). A picture of the spirits at the lake, and assorted pictures of parties and friends. Sakura paused at a picture of her parents before turning the page to be greeted by a group picture taken a year ago. Saita and his family, Neji and Tenten with their two sons and daughter, Hinata, Naruto, and their two sons, Shikamaru's family, and of course, hers.

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A girl with brown hair and brown eyes rang the doorbell. Kakashi opened it. "Hi Hitomi."

"Hi Hatake-san, can Gin come out to play?"

"Sorry, she's at Sasuke's house. The others are there too."

Hitomi nodded and yelled to her brothers. "Hikaru! Tamotsu!"

"Hn?" asked the eight-year-old Hikaru. Hikaru looked exactly like his father and acted like it too.

"They're with auntie Ayame and uncle Sasuke!" yelled Hitomi.

"We heard, now hurry up!" screamed Hikaru's twin, Tamotsu. Tamotsu had Tenten's hair and personality and Neji's looks. Hitomi glared at her brothers. "I am. You're so bossy!"

"Because we're older than you." regarded Hikaru coolly.

"Only by three years!" she bellowed as she ran after them.

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Kakashi sat back down only to have the door ring again. He answered the door to see Ino's daughter and Naruto's sons. "Michi-chan. Yuki. Hiroki."

Michi was like Shikamaru in Ino's body. "Troublesome." she muttered.

"Can Gin come out to play?" bellowed Hiroki. Hiroki was 9-years-old and was like Naruto with Hinata's hair color.

"H-h-hiroki, n-n-not s-s-so l-l-loud-d-d." stuttered six-year-old Yuki. He was like Hinata with Naruto's hair color.

"They're at Sasuke's." called out Sakura. The children thanked them and left.

Kakashi sat down on the couch, chuckling to himself. "What's so funny?" asked Sakura.

"The fact that, for some reason, Naruto's kids both hate ramen."

Sakura joined in the laughter. "Their parents never figured out why. Naruto was so disappointed." she laughed.

"But then he realized how much ramen he could have to himself." he pointed out. They looked at each other before bursting into another round of laughter.

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Snuggling with her husband on the couch, she started to count her fingers. Kakashi looked at her. "What are you thinking about?"

Sakura just looked down at the head nestled in her lap. "Just reflecting on Sasuke's kids."

"Why?"

"Well, they have ten kids right? Akihiro and Akane, the 7-yr-old twins."

"You mean the boy and girl that take after both their parents?"

"Yeah. Then there's 6-yr-old Hisashi."

"The boy that takes after Ayame?"

"Yup. After those three were the other twins, the ones that look like Ayame."

"You mean the boy and girl, Katashi and Asami?"

"Yeah. Then there was 4-yr-old Hisoka."

"He fits his name. He's exactly like Sasuke. So much, it's sorta creepy."

"We all take after our parents in someway. Then there's 3-yr-old Amaya."

"The female equivalent of Sasuke."

"You're so blunt sometimes." she teased.

"Anyway, then there's the 2-yr-old boy, Hitoshi."

"Who takes after Sasuke. After that is 1-yr-old Kazuo, who takes after them both."

"And lastly, the baby girl Eri."

"Who takes after Ayame." finished Kakashi.

Sakura pondered for a minute. "How do they keep up with all of them?"

"That's why Kage-Bunshins are a godsend." smiled Kakashi.

Sakura cocked an eyebrow at him. "Okay Mr. know-it-all, after all the baby-making they did and MORE, how does Ayame manage to stand up straight?"

"Have you forgotten how much we used to do it? And on a daily basis, might I add. You seem to be fine." he pointed out. Sakura blushed brightly. "O-o-oh."

Kakashi smirked and kissed her nose. "And after the kids are born, it's back to business." Sakura just blushed further.

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Sakura was sitting cross-legged on their bed, sifting through Kakashi's hair while his head rested in her lap. "Sakura, tell me the story of how we met."

Sakura eyed him curiously. "You want a story?"

"Our children seem to enjoy it and I might as well hear it from the best."

Sakura smiled cheekily at him. "Fine. It all started a few years ago. Tsunade sent us vacation and….."

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Kakashi was snoring lightly while Sakura smiled down at him. She had a lot to smile about. 'I have wonderful children, two more coming, caring friends, a huge house, a good job, wonderful family, and….'

Sakura kissed her husband's lips and smiled warmly. "And you, Kakashi."

Sakura snuggled into the warm bed and into her husband's arms. "And they lived happily ever after."

Like it was supposed to be.