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Hinata- 17 Sasuke-18

Recap:

"See, I told you they would all get along," Kakashi muttered from outside the window. Asuma grinned and Kurenai grunted. "Yup, everything's perfect and cute," Asuma confirmed. "Well, I hope that they don't begin to love her too much. We can't keep her in Konoha that long," Kurenai murmured, sadly. Kakashi and Asuma sighed in agreement and they all disappeared.

Happenings

Chapter 16- Yoko's…brother?

"Mommy, wake up…mommy? Daddy wake up," little Yoko murmured, pulling at Hinata's shirt, then at Sasuke's visible hand, hanging over Hinata's stomach.

"I'm hungry," Yoko murmured.

It was 5:00 in the morning. Uchiha Sasuke and Hyuuga Hinata would never wake up at that time; no ninja in their right mind would wake up at that time unless they had a mission. "I'll just go and find food," Yoko muttered to herself. She climbed off the bed and slipped her small feet into Hinata's fluffy slippers. Several times she tripped over her large Uchiha shirt trying to get to the door. Eventually, after many small bumps and accidents she finally made it to the door.

"I'll just go outside and maybe there'll be food!" she thought. She carefully closed the door, although her fingers fumbled with it. "Time to get food," Yoko happily sang. She wandered around upstairs but soon became lost. When she was about to cry she saw some stairs. "I'm sure mommy and daddy are awake and down there," she exclaimed. Yoko went down the stairs one by one. When she arrived at the bottom she found a large door slightly ajar. She pushed it open.

"Wow! Food!" the little girl yelled in excitement as her small eyes looked up at the kitchen counter, not that she could see if anything was on the counter. Her small slender fingers tried to reach the counter. She couldn't reach it. "Mommy! Daddy! HELP!" Yoko screamed urgently, and very loudly too.

At the noise, Sasuke immediately popped out of bed, shook Hinata, and ran downstairs. Hinata shot up in bed and hastily followed Sasuke. "What's wrong?" Sasuke and Hinata demanded breathlessly, when they entered the kitchen. Sasuke felt the need to strangle someone when he saw Yoko straining to reach the counter. "I can't get any food," she sobbed. Hinata sighed and rubbed her head. Sasuke lightly growled. Hinata opened the refrigerator and got a small cookie mix box out. "There isn't any food on the counter, honey," Hinata whispered to Yoko. Yoko blushed and murmured an apology. "It's okay, how about we make cookies?" Hinata asked, holding up the cookie mix box. Yoko clapped and nodded gleefully. Sasuke sighed. Well, he was up and it wasn't easy to go back to sleep instantly. He decided to sit on a stool at the counter.

Hinata pulled out a large metal tray from a cabinet and placed it front of Sasuke. "Would you like to help Sasuke-kun?" Hinata asked. He shrugged. Yoko tugged at Hinata's pants. "Can I sit next to daddy?" she asked shyly. Hinata giggled softly and nodded. She lifted Yoko onto a stool next to Sasuke. It might be a hazard to put a four year-old on a stool though, so Sasuke wrapped an arm around Yoko to keep her safe. Hinata pre-heated the oven and then opened the cookie mix. Sasuke just stared at it. Yoko looked absolutely excited about making cookies.

Hinata scooped out a little bit of dough and rolled it into a ball. She handed it to Yoko. Yoko grinned and squished it into an odd shape. Sasuke turned the box so he could read the label. Chocolate chip cookies. To tell the truth he didn't like sweet stuff.

Sasuke nearly jumped when a little squished up ball of dough was shoved in his face. The tiny hands wrapped around the ball belonged to Yoko. "Daddy help," she shyly smiled. He sighed but accepted the sticky substance from the little girl. She squealed in delight. "Kaa-chan Look! Otou-san is making some cookies too," she smiled happily. Hinata bit her bottom lip to stop herself from laughing. Sasuke lazily rolled the ball into an onigiri (riceball) and stuck it on the tray. Yoko poked it and accidentally deformed it. Sasuke laid his head in his hands in mock defeat then after a while reformed the poor riceball. Hinata giggled. Sasuke glanced at Yoko's piece of dough.

"What is that?" he asked, pointing to its weird shape. Yoko grinned. "It's a heart Otou-san!" Yoko yelled, as though it were obvious, and smacked him with her little hand. Hinata picked up the heart gently and laid it on the tray.

"Hinata what did you make?" Sasuke asked as he leaned over to see what she had made. She blushed. "Mommy made a bunny," Yoko told Sasuke cheerily. Sasuke smirked. "A bunny?" he asked, if only to embarrass Hinata further. Hinata nodded and placed her bunny on the tray. After a while they all made other designs and animals and such. By the time they were about to bake the cookies it was already 6:57. "I guess time does fly," Sasuke muttered. Hinata placed the tray into the oven and they sat at the table and either slept (Sasuke), or talked.

When a small bell rang, meaning the cookies were finished, Hinata opened the oven and pulled out the nice, browned cookies. Sasuke dropped a heart-shaped cookie into Yoko's outstretched palm. She stuffed it into her mouth. "Mmm," she gulped it down with milk. "Is it good?" Hinata asked Yoko timidly, and Sasuke had to refrain from muttering "obviously." Yoko nodded her head enthusiastically, and ate more cookies. Hinata gently pushed a cookie into Sasuke's mouth. His expression showed his surprise but he ate it anyway without complaint. Hinata smiled. Sasuke smirked and stuffed the rest of his half-finished cookie into Hinata's mouth.

It took Hinata a moment to understand what had just transpired. Sasuke smirked with light amusement. INDIRECT KISS! Hinata was pretty sure her face was crimson. "Wh-why?" she asked faintly.

"Well, I can't do it in front of her," Sasuke nodded toward Yoko who was ignoring them," so I might as well give you an indirect one. It was the same with the ice cream. Remember?"

Thump

And our young heiress was in dreamland.

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"Otou-san, what's wrong with Kaa-chan?" Yoko asked, prodding Hinata's lifeless body, which was currently lying on the couch. "Oh, she's okay. She's just…sleepy," Sasuke replied, pouring a bit of water on a handkerchief and laying it on Hinata's forehead. "Oh, okay then," Yoko said happily. She trotted on her large Uchiha shirt and fell on Sasuke's legs. "Otou-san can I see Kaa-chan?" she asked, clinging to his leg. He half-smiled and picked up the lump clinging onto his legs.

"Kaa-chan looks very tired," Yoko murmured, tugging softly at Sasuke's hair. He dropped Yoko onto the couch across from Hinata. Yoko tugged at his arm, making him sit next to her. He stared at the girl oddly when she laid her head on his lap. "I wike you Otou-san," she smiled. As puzzled as Sasuke was he only offered her a faint smile.

Too bad the faint smile made the girl's smile drop.

"My old daddy was mean," Yoko said informatively as Sasuke quirked a brow, "He was always angry and he yelled at mommy a lot. I didn't like him. And nii-san told me to sit in the closet when daddy came home angry andsmelly and then I could hear mommy and nii-san yelling. It was always scary. And when daddy left and nii-san told me it was safe to come out he sometimes had black marks on his arms, like a big monster bit him. Mommy had marks too! Kids at the park said daddy was a bad person and they felt sorry for mommy for being with him. Nii-san told me to not worry about them, but now he's gone and..." the little girl burst out crying and Sasuke, panicking, cradled her against his chest.

"It's okay. Shh, everything's going to be okay," he whispered against her dark blue locks. She cried and sniffled but eventually quieted down. Damn, what kind of horrible past can this four year-old have? Sasuke comforted Yoko until she fell asleep. "I wonder if she'll remember telling me this…and who is her nii-san? Where did he go?" Sasuke muttered. He set Yoko on top of Hinata, whose arms immediately wrapped around the small girl comfortably, and went to fetch a blanket.

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Hinata yawned widely and tried to sit up, but was pulled down by something heavy lying on her stomach. It turned out to be Yoko. Hinata smiled and pulled the blanket high enough to cover Yoko's shoulders. She cuddled closer to Hinata.

Somebody suddenly poked the back of Hinata's head. She squeaked and turned around. It was the usual smirking Avenger. But hiding behind him was a little boy that looked about six. His dark long bangs fell into his eyes. "Hi, I'm Keita," he muttered. He glanced at Sasuke who shrugged. Hinata smiled and introduced herself. "I'm Uchiha Hinata. It's nice to meet you," she said. He glanced at Sasuke again then nodded. "Kaa-chan…how's Yoko?" he asked hesitantly. Hinata was surprised and speechless. "Keita is Yoko's older brother," Sasuke explained before Hinata could black out again. Keita laughed and smiled at Sasuke.

"Do you want to share a room with Yoko or do you want your own room?" Sasuke inquired, feeling particularly nice although he wasn't just a few minutes ago.

Hinata gently pushed Yoko off of her and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. "Where does Yoko sleep? And where will my room be if I have my own? Will it be the same room if I share with Yoko?" he asked. Sasuke shoved him onto the couch Yoko was sleeping on. Luckily Yoko only took up two cushions, and somehow Keita managed not to sit on Yoko. "Right now your sister sleeps with Hinata and I. If you get your own room it would be across from my room. Yes, it'd be the same room if you share with your sister, we'd just move you two in together," Sasuke answered patiently although he seemed to be confusing himself. Keita nodded. "Okay then…I'd want to share a room with Yoko…but I don't know if she'd want to share with me. She likes sleeping with mommy and daddy," Keita said. Yoko kicked Keita and woke up by the abrupt action.

"Keita-nii-san? Are you back? " Yoko asked, surprised. Keita's eyes widened as Yoko jumped at him and hung onto his neck. Sasuke couldn't help but laugh as Hinata appeared at the door. "Um…breakfast is ready," she whispered.

"Um…why…how d-did K-keita-kun get here?" Hinata asked to strike some conversation. Besides, nothing else occupied her mind at the moment.

"Tsunade dropped him off a while after you and Yoko fell back to sleep," Sasuke muttered, snatching a riceball off a plate. "Oh," Hinata murmured, although she wasn't in that much shock. It would figure that Tsunade would give them the sibling to the kid they already had.

Little Keita watched Hinata's every movement. "Are you okay with me calling you Kaa-chan?" Keita abruptly asked. Hinata quickly nodded, rather surprised. "Um…so you're Yoko-chan's older brother?" Hinata asked back, if not for lack of conversation. Keita nodded solemnly and Sasuke sighed. "How about you two get to know each other while I try to teach Yoko manners," Sasuke proposed in a muted voice.

Yoko threw a riceball at him as if to prove his point. "Otou-san where are my cookies? Keita-nii, daddy stole my cookies," Yoko yelled, pouting. Sasuke grumbled. "You ate them all last night, don't pin it on me!" He tried to pry the girl from her seat but she bit him. Keita smiled and Hinata noticed it.

"So…how do you like it here so far?" Hinata asked him. He jumped. "Um…it's nice here…I guess. Yoko seems to really like it here. She used to hate our old home," he replied quietly. Hinata bit her bottom lip but nodded. It took a moment before Keita realized he let a piece of information about his family slip from his lips. "Just ignore the last sentence," he muttered, walking past Hinata and dumping his plate in the sink.

Sasuke stomped back to Hinata with some pieces of cookie dough stuck in his hair. "She wanted to make cookies," he seethed. Hinata suppressed a giggle. Sasuke glared at her, but only playfully so.

Keita came back to the table after he contented Yoko with some syrup. "She likes to stick her fingers in it and suck on them," he explained when Sasuke eyed him. "She might get a bit messy," Hinata said worriedly as she rushed to help Yoko at Yoko's small table. Sasuke and Keita watched Hinata try to stop Yoko from smearing syrup in her hair.

"She's a ….handful," Sasuke said, trying to think of the right word to describe Yoko as he sipped his tea. "Yeah, tell me about it," Keita replied, eating the rest of the plate of riceballs.

"I'm bored," Keita yawned. Sasuke shrugged. "So? What do you want me to do about it?' Sasuke asked. Keita stared at Hinata. She was brushing some dough off the table and handing a large clump of clay to Yoko to play with. "Your wife is pretty. She's as beautiful as my Kaa-chan. She's also as nice as her. I'd be very proud to call her my mother," Keita muttered, making his observations verbal. Sasuke smirked slightly, wondering just what kind of six year old he was stuck with. "Yeah, I know what you mean," Sasuke said.

Keita slipped out of his seat and wandered to Hinata. "Hey, is it okay if I bring a bit of clay with me to play with Otou-san over there?" Keita asked Hinata, who was brushing her hands together. She smiled," Sure, um…I think there's some over there. Please wait a second Keita, I'll go get it," Hinata disappeared, looking for more clay.

When the boy returned with a large ball of clay Sasuke sighed and sat up. "Why do you want to play with clay?" he asked, glaring at the thing like everything bad that ever happened to him was its fault. Keita shrugged and divided the ball into three halves. "Isn't that too many?" Sasuke asked. Instead of replying, Keita brought one of the small clumps to Hinata. "Here Kaa-chan, you could mold this," he muttered, thrusting it into Hinata's hands. She smiled and thanked him, also mentioning how good and nice his manners were. He seemed to like being praised, Sasuke noticed, as Keita came back smirking. "I think I'll take a nap now," he announced, and he quickly left Sasuke alone at the table.

"Brat," Sasuke muttered, amused.

Indeed, what kind of six year was was he left with?

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Hello, I'm back from the undead. Well, no. Long story short, I was on LJ for the past few years and now I've finally decided to leave because honestly, some of those people are batshit crazy. Do you know how much popularity means to them? It's ridiculous really (as you can probably tell, I got into an argument with someone over who was 'more popular' and it's incredibly ridiculous. I care more about grammar and who writes better tbh). *sighs* So hello. I'm back, I believe. At the very least, you'll be getting longer, better chapters and hopefully the quality of my fics will soon improve. What you've just read was something I revised and wrote when I was still 12. Um, I'm 17 now, at least that what my birthday wishes told me last month. . I think I'm rambling? But yeah, hopefully you won't kill me for disappearing like I did. ^^; I know the story (grammar-wise) seems to suck (by my standards) and with the way I write now, there might or might not be a drastic change in the style and grammar.

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