I told you reviews pumped me up and made me want to glue my butt to a chair and type away, didn't I? This was like, what? Three updates in a week's time? New record for me! But that's only because I had all these stories allready written in my notebook(and I don't know why I never thought to use one before since I certainly can't lug around my computer writing whenever inspiration hits me). Something strange happened while I was writing this. I kicked myself for writing such a short fic, added a few more scenes, and Sasuke and Sakura's kid turned from a sweet angel into a little hell child. Go figure. Anyway I'd like to thank my mother and my dog for giving the idea for this little bundle of joy and my reviewers for giving me the incentive to produce it.

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto I'd be clever enough to think of something witty to say here.

"Tou-chan?" A tiny voice called from behind a large, yellowing scroll. "Tou-chan?" An impatient tug at a black pants leg. Realizing that he would not get any work done until he addressed his son Sasuke lowered the scroll to stare at two wide green eyes partially covered by raven locks. "Tou-chan." The tiny voice said again, raising his arm up.

"Sano-chan," Sasuke sighed, looking down at his son who obviously wanted to play. The little boy was barely two in both age and height. He had just woken from his nap and was still wearing his light blue Uchiha printed footy pajamas. In the hand he had raised into the air he tightly clutched a fox plushie; given to him by his godparents. He was sucking the thumb of his other hand.

"Up, Tou-chan. Up." Sasuke shook his head and reached out to ruffle his son's sable hair.

"Tou-chan has a lot of work to do. We'll play later." Confident that his son would go find someone else to entertain him Sasuke picked up his scroll and continued reading. He got pass two words when he felt another tug at his pants leg, slightly harder than the first. "Sano-chan, not now." He groaned, putting his work aside, now determined to detach his persistent son.

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"Now stay here and play like a good boy." Sasuke instructed looking anywhere but at his son's crestfallen green eyes. They were wider than usual and watery at the fact that he had been confined to his playpen and would not be able to play with his beloved father. "We'll play later, okay." A small glance at a quivering lip on a round little face on the verge of tears and his resolve nearly cracked. "Later." Sasuke assured turning away from the playpen. He managed two steps to the couch before…

"TOU-CHAN!" Sano screamed pointing a frantic finger through his pen. "Kaka-sensei!" His stubby finger was trained on a small rag like doll lying on the floor by Sasuke's feet. It bore a scary resemblance to one perverted jounin. "Get Kaka-sensei!" With an amused smile he retrieved the doll for his son and finally returned to the couch and his work. He took in five whole characters this time before, "TOU-CHAN!" Sasuke nearly ripped the scroll in half. "Kaka-sensei Tou-chan!" The rag doll had made its way to the floor again. "Get him!" Once more the scroll was set aside as Sasuke grabbed the doll off the floor and placed it back into his son's hands. It was promptly thrown out the playpen the second his back was turned. "TOU-CHAN!" And so it continued as thus for an hour. Sano would scream for his Kaka-sensei doll, Sasuke would give it to him, the boy would throw it back to the floor and then scream for it again.

It was a haggard Sasuke that snatched the doll up, gripping it hard enough to squeeze the stuffing out of it, and hurled it to the top of a bookcase after Sano had screamed for it for the twenty-fourth time. He flashed a poor attempt of a smile, poor because the muscles around his mouth were twitching, and said, "Kaka-sensei had to go to a book signing." Sano pouted but seemed to accept that he wasn't getting Kaka-sensei back. Relieved Sasuke walked away. TWACK A plastic shuriken smacked him in the head with alarming accuracy.

"Got's to potty." Sano said when he father faced him with wide eyes and a noticeable tic in his eyebrow.

-/-

"Don't take too long." Sasuke warned after he'd unbuttoned the bottom of his son's pajamas and placed the little boy on his small toilet. "Let me know when you're finished." He left Sano alone to do his business which Sasuke realized after ten minutes of waiting outside the bathroom door was a very stupid mistake. "Sano-chan?" A loud squeal of laughter answered his call. Worried his son might be discovering the limits of the toilet bowl again he strode into the bathroom expecting the worst. What he found was a pair of blue footy pajamas and underwear minus one Uchiha. Sasuke quirked a brow and looked around. Where had that boy gone? Another peal of laughter directed his attention to an opened window. "Damn it." He muttered climbing through the window in time to see his son's naked little pale body run around the side of the house. "Sanosuke!"

-/-

"Sano-chan," he was kneeling in front of his son and rubbing his temple. Sano had been caught, redressed, and confined to his playpen for a timeout. Sasuke had removed all possible projectiles except for the fox plushie. Sano'd cried uncontrollable the moment his father had taken it away. "Tou-chan has a lot of important work to do. He needs you to be a good boy and behave. Can you do that?" Sano sniffled loudly burying his face in his fox and nodded his head. "Good." He collapsed onto the couch certain beyond a shadow of a doubt that he'd finally get some work done. With the scroll in his procession again he let his eyes run across its contents never taking notice of his son who was picking at the lock on his playpen with a plastic shuriken Sasuke had missed in his toy confiscation. He achieved a new record of fifteen words when his pants leg received a third tug. Sasuke's eyes fell away from the scroll and landed on the top of the young boy's head with an irritated glare. Sano was staring attentively at the fox plush in his hand.

"Hmm." With a mournful look he tossed his fox on the couch cushion besides his father. "Sowwy, Uubi." He mumbled around a mouthful of his thumb, and Sasuke thought it odd that the plush had been named Kyuubi when it only had one tail, before scowling at the offending digit and popping it out of his mouth. "Uh-huh." Hands now free he grasped his father's pants legs again and gave an extremely hard pull, harder still than the first three. Sano managed to heave himself over his father's knees when Sasuke, who'd given up on his scroll, slipped a hand under the boy's kicking feet and gave him the extra boost needed to crawl completely into his lap.

"Work." Sano quipped once he had settled against Sasuke's stomach and retrieved Kyuubi from where in Sano's opinion he'd been unjustly thrown. He patted Sasuke's hand, the one still grasping the scroll, and his thumb flew back into his mouth. "Work Tou-chan. Play later." Uchiha Sanosuke was one very determined little boy.

-/-

"Sasuke-kun have you seen-"

"Shh." Sasuke smiled at his wife, a finger held to his lips, and raised the ends of the scroll so she could see their son. Sano had fallen asleep on his father sucking his thumb contently and hugging Kyuubi.

"Sorry." Sakura whispered gesturing to his work which was no doubt for an A-ranked mission. She picked Sano up to take him to bed.

"You don't have to-" He trailed off in confusion as instead of taking their son to his room Sakura simply took his place on Sasuke's lap. "Sakura?" He asked as she leaned back cradling Sano in her arms.

"Shh." She sat up slightly to kiss his cheek and then settled back in her previous position. "Work now. Play later."

fin

If anyone's thinking I ripped Sano's name off Rurouni Kenshin you're absolutely right, but I have a good reason. And if you've ever read volume 2 The Secret Lives of Characters(6) you'd know why. I thought it be kind of funny see: "Sano's popularity has been climbing of late, and that's a good thing. But as the Rurouni Kenshin character voted "Most Likely to Have His First Name Mangled" (I see people writing the kanji for "Sanosuke" with the "Sa-" wrong, the "no-" wrong, the "suke" wrong…even, in one case, writing it "Sasuke"!), all I can say is, C'mon, people-he's not a ninja! (Sad…so sad.)" Were Nobuhiro Watsuki's exact words(after translation). Was he referring to the real Sasuke or our little Uchiha avenger I'm not sure, but still…

Preview: A dog is a domesticated wolf that sees its owner as the leader of the pack, but sometimes in male dogs there may be a little confusion on who is the alpha male. Such is the case for newlywed Uchiha Sasuke who's new puppy(wedding gift) seems to think that Sakura is his wife. Now the puppy's sleeping in bed with the pink haired medicnin and Sasuke's in the dog house. There are just so many things wrong with that.

Chapters four and five haven't been written yet, but since on average it takes me about a week to crank out a oneshot they won't be long in waiting.

Hey, hey I got new reviewers! Cool! This is proof that I no longer write utter crap.

To: XyoushaX- No, no. I don't think it's just you. I had a friend who rivaled Jiraiya but if you dared entertained the thought that she wasn't a virgin she'd be all over you like a crazed harpy. Now I hope you like my chibi Uchiha(he's smart enough to do tons of things as you see) and yes overprotective older brother Neji rocks hard.

IQSymphic- Eheh, I'm sorry you didn't find chapter two as funny as chapter one, but glad you liked it anyway. If this one doesn't make up for it the third and fourth one probably will. Oh and what exactly should I change it too? Putting all my oneshots under one fic seemed the best way to go to me, but if you know of something better clue me in.

cuito- And unite we shall! But not under this chapter…Try number four when I post it, but still read this one though! It's low on the hentai, but pretty high on fluff and fun I think.

Crystal Renee-Well you didn't have to wait very long for more, did you?

psychedelic aya- Whoa you know what's weird? You posted your review at the exact same time I was uploading chapter two. Wow, but thank you. My joy is you finding happiness in my writing.

If these- /- come up it means I've finally found a way to successfully separate my scenes.