Haha! That was an interesting chapter! Who would have guessed Tenten had triplets? She must have had a really big stomach, eh? mental image Ew… big. And also… I'm guessing Hiro will somehow end up being protagonist of this story, though how I still have to figure out… hmmm… Well, anyways!

Oh, yeah. I sure made that girl at counter a bitch, eh? Hehehe… she's maybe favorite minorly minor character… I should her add in some chapters as a joke. She will be called 'that bitch at the hospital counter'.

Also, I can't make a triplet with brown eyes, because twins and triplets are usually identical, except for minorities such as hair-dos. I think, I can make one boy with a really strong Byakugan heritage, and I think Hiro shall be that boy. Yeah… I like that.

Here goes somethin'! More like nothin' and you know the rest!

Eight Years Later

"'Tou-chan! 'Tou-chan! 'Tou-chan!" The voices were a dull blur in the back of Neji's mind as he snuggled deeper into the covers of his bed unconsciously. He didn't really care for the voices in the background… They actually made a soothing sort of lullaby, making the Hyuuga sleepier than ever…

"Hyuuga Neji! Wake up, for the God's Sake, before your kids wake up the entire village!" Something slapped him across the back of his head harshly, and he instinctively reacted, by jumping up from his bed, kunai at hand, and Byakugan activated. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the sudden bright lights, and sat back down on the bed. Before him stood three completely identical boys, watching their father with large, white eyes. At first, Neji thought he was hallucinating, until one of them spoke, his hands on his hips, his tone accusing, though much too childish to be so.

"'Tou-chan really is a sleepy-head," He muttered, shaking his head, while his brothers nodded in silent agreement. The woman beside the trio was laughing loudly, mirth sparkling in her very eyes.

"Oh, Hiro-chan! You are surely right!" She chuckled, wiping off inexistent tears of glee with the back of her index finger. With her other hand, she flicked Neji's forehead playfully, turned on her heels and headed out of the room – the bedroom, the father realized. "Com'n, sleepyhead! Breakfast is ready!" She shouted over her shoulder, and the second the woman was gone, Neji was attacked by a mob of triplets. They jumped on him – one pinning Neji down by the shoulders, while another one sat on his chest, holding the kunai that had just been in his hand seconds ago to the Hyuuga's throat, while the third one, namely called Hiro, stood above him, pointing an accusing finger at his father.

"Hyuuga Neji! Surrender, and train your sons if you want your miserable little life spared! If you won't surrender, than I am afraid I might have to take your miserable little life, and leave you to bleed on your newly washed sheets! I don't think 'Kaa-chan will like that, so I suggest you do surrender and take time off your ANBU-Taichou job to train us! You want us to pass the Academy with top grades, right?"

Neji stared at his son for a moment, digesting the little speech the tyke had just rolled off his tongue like clear water. He had a couple of possibilities. One: He takes a day off to train his sons, and does not bleed onto the newly washed sheets, letting him escape his wife's wrath, and not get pummeled to a pulp by none other than Hyuuga Tenten – Konoha's Weapon Mistress and the Deadly Hyuuga Trio (a.k.a. His own sons.). Two: He does not take a day off and gets pummeled to a pulp by his own family, goes bloody on the newly washed sheets and gets pummeled into an even bloodier pulp – again – which gets him into more trouble – which he does not want to get into. And lastly, three: He does none of the above, goes to the ANBU Headquarters, takes an long-term S-rank assassination mission, dies in the process, and then gets killed by his wife for getting killed. Being the genius Hyuuga he was, Neji did the following:

"First of all, Hiro – you do not address your father like that." The man grabbed his son's ankle quickly, and flipped him onto his back with sickening ease. Then, he carefully took the kunai at his throat, pulled it out of the grasp of his other son – the one on his chest, also known as Mamaru – and throwing it at the opposite wall of the room, which was severely indented by weapons, showing that this was not the first attack the triplets had planned against their father. And lastly, Neji simply stood up from the bed, while the last boy still hung on to his shoulders in a deathly grip. Kahiki – the one that was still flailing limply against Neji's back – was reached for by a rough hand, and grabbed by the back of his shirt. The young Hyuuga was pulled over his father's shoulder harshly, and found himself hanging helplessly, still by the scruff of his shirt, in the hands of his own father. Glancing around, Kahiki found that both of his brothers were caught as well – Mamaru being held in the same hand as he was, in the exact same position, while Hiro was held by the ankle upside down, in Neji's other hand.

Hiro looked enraged by his father's calm and unnerving behavior, and was struggling fruitlessly to get away from the iron-grip of said father.

"At least have enough courtesy to let us defeat you at least once, 'Tou-chan!" The furious triplet hissed, red-faced from anger and the blood that was rushing to his head.

"Second of all, Hiro – you do not address your father like that. Be more respectful, and I might let you win at today's sparring practice. If not, you might end up in the hospital – not by me, but by your mother. I don't think you want that."

The three boys suddenly stiffened at the mere thought of being punctured by their mother's hot-headed temper, and her various daily sharpened weapons, which she also used as kitchen cutlery – at times. She had enough common sense to use normal forks and knives, instead of kunai and katana. As well as Fuuma Shuriken, various types of Makibishi, Senbon Needles, Small Shuriken, Exploding Tags, Poisonous Gas Bombs, Smoke Bombs, Light Bombs, and many of the scrolls Tenten used in many different fights.

As a child, Tenten had mastered Sōshōryū (Twin Rising Dragons), a powerful weapon technique that is performed when the weapon mistress launches two scrolls into the air, forming a sort of tornado, and jumps in between the two 'dragons'. She summons weapons from the scrolls at incredible speed, and directs them at her opponent with one-hundred percent accuracy. Now, as an adult and a mother, Konoha's Weapon Mistress has developed a new technique which she calls Triple Rising Dragons. This technique is almost exactly the same. The only difference is that Tenten adds another scroll into the mess of writing, which all of the four men in the family find very confusing, but she manages without a struggle – which amazes said men.

Hiro gulped, but suddenly brightened when his father mentioned sparring practice.

"Sparring? Really?!" The boy squealed, wiggling around in the air with excitement. "You'll take time off ANBU-Taichou job?" When their father nodded with a trademark smirk on his face, the triplets yelped joyfully, shook off the older Hyuuga – Hiro landing on his head, but recovering quickly – and headed for the kitchen, screaming their happiness to the world.

Once the three annoying nuisances were gone, Neji sighed, and tiredly rubbed his temples, before stepping into the bathroom, and closing the door.

Ten minutes later, ANBU-Taichou stepped into the kitchen, wearing his polished ANBU uniform, his wolf mask hanging loosely on top of his head. His long hair was brushed into a neat, high pony-tail, while his face was kept blank.

Around the kitchen table – which was made of polished oak, thank you – sat the triplets, busily chattering about their appointed practice time with Wolf-ANBU-Taichou-san.

"What about kunai practice?" Kahiki muttered, helping himself to his toast and orange juice – a shinobi must always eat right! – "I want to learn how to throw a Fuuma Shuriken as well!"

"But what about Jyuuken practice? As Hyuuga Clan members, we gotta learn that too!" Mamaru pointed out, stuffing his face with omelet.

"What about Byakugan?" Hiro said, pointing his fork at his brother, while drinking from his glass of milk. "That's the most important one!"

"Hai, hai!" The siblings chorused loudly, before all three of them raised their glasses of whatever they were drinking, emptied them, and slammed them on the table with satisfied sighs.

"I don't know about Fuuma Shuriken," Answered Neji suddenly, walking over to his wife, who was busily looking over a cookbook, while taking off the white, stained apron she was wearing, revealing her own ANBU inform. Tenten was second-in-command on her husband's team, which balanced out the team quite well, since there weren't many weapon-users in the village – most ninja relied on ninjutsu and genjutsu too much. Taijutsu users were very common, and Neji was – of course – one of them, being a Hyuuga and all. The older man hugged his wife around the waist, and automatically received a glass of orange juice, which he thanked with a swift kiss on the cheek. "But I'll definitely help you guys with Byakugan and Jyuuken. 'Kaa-chan can help you with kunai and Fuuma Shuriken, Kahiki."

Kahiki immediately lightened up, and beamed up at his mother. She was leaning against the counter, still looking over a random cookbook. "Really, 'Kaa-chan?" Kahiki asked hesitantly. Tenten looked up from the book, and smiled.

"Of course, 'Hiki-chan!" She responded happily, walking over to him to ruffle his hair. He didn't turn away, but just grinned as the infamous weapon mistress messed up his hair.

Kahiki was second born, and had learned to love weapons of all sorts – like mother like son! Oh, the irony! – and was practicing his aim very day for hours on end! He was able to hit his target straight into bulls-eye eighty-nine percent of the time, and Tenten was very proud of her son's achievement. Kahiki had not inherited the Hyuuga's kekkei genkai as strongly as his brothers, but he was much more successful in kunai and shuriken practice than either of them.

Mamaru was the first born, and had taken a liking to the Hyuuga gentle fist fighting style – Jyuuken. His chakra control was improving extremely fast, and he was able to place a hit on Neji, who had exceeded to master Jyuuken beyond the actual technique!

Hiro was born last, but that didn't stop him from being a genius prankster! He would always plan surprise attacks in the mornings with his brothers, and he would usually be in the lead, screaming 'Charge!' at the top of his lungs. He had inherited Byakugan the strongest out of the three, and was able to spot the tenketsu and hit it accurately almost very time.

Neji was prouder than he could ever be, but there was still something in the back of his mind… nagging on his brain painfully. A dull, annoying question always seemed to float around him – 'What if they turn against me?' Neji knew he was stupid to think that. His children loved him; he could see it in their very eyes. But still… that question… it was still logical for a father to think that. It was very logical, in his opinion.

"'Tou-chan? Are you leaving soon?" Hiro tugged at Neji's uniform shirt, as he the father looked down at his child, the man noticed something behind the pure whiteness of those innocent eyes… What was it? Betrayal? The eldest Hyuuga tensed. But quickly found a solution.

"Yeah, I was going to see Hokage-sama and ask him if I could take the whole day off to train you guys." Hiro grinned the moment the words slipped off Neji's tongue, and the youngest triplet jumped onto his father, who caught him easily with one hand.

"Really? Can I come? I wanna see Naruto-nii-chan!" Neji frowned.

"Don't call Hokage-sama that, Hiro," He murmured sternly, but his son's expression didn't change. He just clung to the ANBU Captain, and tugged on his white vest, his eyes big and begging.

"Pleeeeeeaasseee, 'Tou-chan? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaasssssssssssssseeeee?!" But, Wolf-san just scowled and peeled Hiro off him by the back of his shirt.

"Aw, com'n, Neji-Taichou!" Tenten whined, coming up beside her husband and pleading child. "Take the kids with you! I'll come. Since the captain's taking a day off, the co-captain deserves to, too!" The ANBU Captain glanced from his wife to his son, realizing one thing, something he never understood – how can women and children get their eyes bigger than freakin' baseballs?

"Please, 'Tou-chan?" Hiro whined, grabbing onto the hand in which he was being… well, hung. "Pretty please?" And at that moment, even though Neji refused to admit it, his heart melted completely.

"Fine," He muttered, dropping the boy, who landed square on his feet, and started cheering, followed by his brothers who over-heard the whole conversation, and started congratulating the youngest triplet on how he 'heroically stood up to 'Tou-chan and won them a visit to Naruto-nii-chan', making Neji snap, and bark at his children, who stopped for a millisecond, before continuing.

Pulling on his Wolf mask, Neji let Hiro climb onto his head, while Mamaru jumped onto his back – piggy-back style. Kahiki was settled on Tenten's shoulder – the mother was wearing a Cat mask, though the buns on her head (which she did not abandon since early childhood) made it sort of confusing, whether she was a Bear, a Mouse or a Cat.

"Ready?" She called out, turning her head just enough to see the tip of Kahiki's chin, who looked just about as excited as a hungry predator finally catching its prey. There was something about the glint in his snowy eyes, that made Tenten smile – even though it was invisible to the outsiders, since she was wearing a mask.

"Ready!" Four voices chorused, and they set out through the windows, the basic exit and entrance of the house, since every member of this Hyuuga family was a ninja. They barely ever used the front door. Even their visitors came and gone through the windows – even Sakura, Ino and Hinata came through the windows when they were pregnant.

Hiro grinned to himself, humming slightly through the harsh wind that was almost making him topple off his father's head, but he held himself firmly on top of Neji, who didn't seem to mind. They jumped from roof to roof, until they came to a stop on one particular house top. From that very roof, the Hokage Tower was visible, and the kids cheered gleefully.

"Naruto-nii-chan!" The three nearly sung. "Here we come!" Their masked parents exchanged glances, before setting off again, and Neji just about unsettled his head-rider, but Hiro managed to stay on, getting back onto his father's head even at the extraordinary speed their were traveling at.

Once Wolf-san and Cat-san landed on the window ledge of the Hokage office, they found said Hokage sleeping, and snoring soundly in his chair. Tenten cleared her throat loudly, and the Rokudaime jumped up, looking around wildly, and not finding the source of his disturber, growled angrily, and even went to look behind the closed door.

"Over here, Hokage-sama," Neji hissed, obviously annoyed. How this… idiot… became Hokage, he will never know. Naruto twirled around, and sighed.

"Oh, Wolf-san! Cat-san! It's just you two!"

This was their cue.

"Now!" Tenten whispered, and the triplets jumped from their hiding places, which just happened to be behind their parents, with agonizing battle cries, causing the Hokage to leap into a defensive stance. The Hyuuga family laughed out loud at their Hokage's idiotism, all five of them wondering how the hell he became Hokage anyways. Naruto seemed very disappointed, and hissed at the Deadly Hyuuga Trio, who only seemed to be stifling their giggling instead of listening.

"What do you want?" Naruto finally grumbled, plopping down on the chair behind the desk, pushing the Hokage head-wear over his eyes, and crossing his arms over his chest. "…and I was having a good dream…"

"Cat and I would like to take a day off," Wolf-san stated flatly, gracefully jumping off the window ledge, while Cat-san tumbled off behind him, bumping into the edge of the great wooden table, and tripping over her own feet, falling to the ground, but getting caught by Wolf-san, who also just happened to be her husband. Naruto watched them for a moment; completely ignoring the little scene Cat-san caused, and started ruffling through papers.

"There's a mission that needs to be completed in Wave Country, but… hmm… that can wait until tomorrow… an assassination in Rock, but I can send Inuzuka on that one… an S-rank is already being completed, so… hmm…" The Rokudaime stroked his chin thoughtfully, before turning to the five people now occupying his office. Just when he was about to open his mouth, a figure leaped through the window and landed right in front of the desk.

"Naruto—" The figure began, before pausing to glance around, and finding five more people – excluding the Hokage (poor Naruto-chan!) – seemed like a big surprise. "Err…"

"What is it, Sasuke?" The Rokudaime inquired, watching the figure with mild interest. He glanced at the other occupants quickly, before turning his gaze back to the Uchiha. "Hmm?"

"I…uhh…"

"What's wrong, Uchiha?" Wolf-san sneered, taking off his mask. "Cat got your tongue?" Cat-san, who had long taken off her own mast, was leaning against a random wall, twirling a stray, but well-cared for kunai on her finger.

"What? I didn't get no-one's tongue!" Tenten shouted, glaring pointedly at her husband. "Neji, you're disgusting!"

Sasuke decided to ignore the now bickering couple, and the three dumbfounded kids, and looked over to the Hokage once again. "I want a day off."

Naruto looked at him for a moment, before leaning his elbows on the table, intertwining his fingers, and resting his chin on them – a very Tsunade-like position. The Uchiha watched him silently, not even blinking.

"And what am I supposed to do about that, teme?" The Hokage finally sighed, closing his eyes slowly. Sasuke looked taken aback.

"What do you mean? I'm asking you to give me a day off, usuratonkachi." He hissed, slamming a fisted-hand on the already-worn out table top, yet Naruto didn't even flinch.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke, but so many ANBUs are taking a day off! First the Naras, now these guys and now you! Then, what? Sakura's gonna take a day off too? She's the head medic-nin the hospital, and many shinobi are coming from missions injured! What happens when the head medic-nin leaves for a vacation?"

"Uhh… Shizune can always take over, you know? And how did Sakura—"

"I know that Shizune can take over, okay?! And Sakura's your wife, for God's freaking sake!" By this time, Naruto was pacing around the room, had overturned his chair, ripped the door off its hinges, and made a respectable whole in the wall with a now well developed Rasengan. Everyone stared at him, until a distant – continuous – chanting broke the tense silence.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" Accompanied by:

"Nanami-chan! Don't run away! Ugh... Come back here, you little pest!" Now, everyone's attention had directed towards the open window through which a bright pink blur flew through, and painfully collided with a fully prepared Uchiha Sasuke. He caught the still presumably speeding pink blur, and held it at arm-length.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" It chanted, before it opened its eyes. "Oh, hi Daddy!"

"Nanami…" Sasuke growled, activating his Sharingan, and making his daughter wither in excitement within his iron grip.

"Ooh, ooh! I can do that, too, Daddy!" She cried happily, and made the necessary hand-seals, before closing her right eye, but leaving her left one open. "Sharingan!" She whispered, and her left eyes suddenly flamed a crimson red, with one comma-like marking spinning inside it like a windmill. "See, see, see?!" Nanami gloated, and that moment her mentor appeared on the window-sill.

He was an old-looking man with spiked-up silver hair, and a masking covering up half his face. His hitai-ate was raised up to reveal another one-eyed Sharingan, and two scars going vertically through the Sharingan-eye.

"Nanami, what did I tell you about running away from training?" The Uchiha father asked his daughter, watching her with a cold gaze, though Nanami didn't seem intimidated at all.

"Sorry, Daddy, but Kakashi-sensei's boooring!" She said, accenting the last word, and tugging at each syllable, annoyance pouring over each word like water from a bucket. "All he talks about is chakra control and how unique my Sharingan case is, and blah, blah, blah…" She paused from a moment, before tapping a thoughtful finger against her chin. "What is a Sharingan case, anyways?" She questioned, as a matter-of-factly.

Kakashi slapped a hand over his eyes, and brought slowly down his face with a deep sigh. Sasuke's brow twitched slightly and he let go of his daughter's shoulders. She dropped to the ground, and landed in a crouch, before standing up and dusting herself.

"You're training with Kakashi-jii-chan?" Kahiki marveled, coming over to the window to stare up at the Hatake who looked more bored and annoyed than ever. A vein throbbing at the old sensei's temple, and both his eyes looked as if they were about to pop from their sockets. "Woooww…"

"Don't call me 'jii-chan', you brat." The Copy Ninja hissed, taking a half-hearted swipe at the young Hyuuga, who ducked to avoid it. "I'm not that old."

Naruto snorted. "Yeah, right, Kakashi. You're pulling into your fifties and you're telling me you're not that old? Don't make me laugh!"

"I'm not telling you, brat. I'm telling this kid over here." Kakashi nodded towards Kahiki, who had some how tripled. Kakashi blinked as he looked down at the three brothers, confused. "Is this some sort of genjutsu, or something? Since when were there three identical brats in the world?"

"Hey, who're you calling a brat, 'jii-chan?" Hiro snarled, pointing an accusing finger at Kakashi. The poor old Copy Ninja nearly fainted from shock. He really thought this was some sort of genjutsu, but as far as he knew, a tripled genjutsu invented kids were supposed to speak in unison – and not separately.

Tenten came to the elderly man's aid, and put a hand on Mamaru's and Hiro's shoulders, and stood behind Kahiki.

"Don't worry, Kakashi-sama!" She chuckled, smiling at the Sharingan user. "These are my sons. This is Kahiki, Mamaru and Hiro." The three waved in turn – when their names were said.

Kakashi blinked at the Hyuuga wife. "Tenten-san, you got married? To whom?" Neji sighed, and smirked at the silver-haired Jounin. "The Hyuuga kid?"

"Yes. You were at the wedding, Kakashi-sama." Neji couldn't help by cringe at the memory of his partially ruined wedding day. It the day when Naruto got Lee extremely drunk in a drinking contest, and said drunken Lee almost got everybody killed until Tenten knocked him out completely. At least the cake wasn't ruined – that's a good thing.

"I was?" The old man was clueless. He stared at the two for a long time, his eyes shifting between the husband and wife slowly, until something clicked inside his head. "Oh, yes I was! Tenten-san! You nearly killed Lee after he nearly killed everybody else! He was in the hospital for a week!" Tenten laughed, nodding curtly.

"Right then!" Naruto interrupted the moment of the memoir savoring. "I'm taking a vacation! Being Hokage is too damn stressful… Plus Tobi and Kazu wanted to train… Hinata's having mood swings…" And he continued rambling all the way out the door – like the first civilized person.

Everyone watched him until he was out the door, and left through the window with the same thought in their mind – If he gets a vacation, then so do I.

Yay! Second chapter – complete! It was a bit confusing, I know. So… anyways:

Kahiki, Mamaru and Hiro are eight years old. Nanami is only five months older than them. Kakashi is definitely pushing over forties, since the Rookie Nine and Team Gai are all in their thirties, he would be in his late-forties/early-fifties because he was in his early thirties when they were twelve, and this is like twenty years later, so, yeah.

Usuratonkachi is Sasuke's pet name for Naruto which literally means either moron of morons, idiot or dobe.

Teme is Naruto's pet name for Sasuke which means bastard.

Yes, I was thinking about making a sequel (no idea what the damn word means) to this story with Sasuke and Sakura, Naruto and Hinata and Ino and Shikamaru. It would be funny to see what sort of father Sasuke is… you know, with a kid like Nanami its probably Hell even for the stoic, Mr. I-don't-care-so-leave-me-alone-or-die Uchiha. And Mr. I-can't-change-my-Destiny turned into a Mr. Get-your-dirty-paws-off-my-wife-ya-freaking-bastard-or-I'll-rip-your-hands-off.

I know that I made most of the characters a little OC, but you know. Something like the marriage and the birth of their child can really change a person, you know?

We are celebrating my birthday today... again! My actual birthday was on March 5th, but ya know! It doesn't hurt to get more presents! Oh, and just to tell everybody. I am officially thirteen years old! hear hear