AN: Seven pages, yo. Had trouble with this chapter, which is why I delayed it (thank god this story isn't plot orientated), but here you go! Oh, guys, 12 reviews in the last one. I know that doesn't seem a lot to you guys, but each one made me smile so reading so much just made my heart explode with good feels! Oh, btw, this chapter is the serious one I was talking about, so not a lot humor, I'm afraid.

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Disclaimer: Fuck, I wished I owned Naruto. Sasuke and Hinata would be doing the nasty...you think I'm kidding. (-.-) I'm not.

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Nii-chan to the Rescue!

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Uchiha Hajime didn't realize how much he cared for Hitomi, Kiyoshi, Ken, and Toshiro until he reached the age of ten. Granted he cared immensely for his five year old sister and three year old brothers and his baby brother before that, but that was before he experienced something called brotherly instincts. He has read about it somewhere before, but the concept seemed ludicrous and only for someone who is temperamental. He completely ignored the fact that his own temper wasn't something to be proud of, but he didn't count; he's pretty fucking amazing if he did say so himself.

Anyway, because he was used to all the attention given to him by his parents, he found it immensely unjust to heed his sibling's needs before his! He was the first born after all! Not to mention how touchan is completely wrapped around Hitomi's little fingers; it's infuriating! She was spoiled, the twins were spoiled, the baby was spoiled, and he was left forgotten.

"Nii-chan!" Haji, snapped out of his thoughts, reluctantly eyed his younger sister from across the kitchen table.

Even he had to admit she was cute…no, it was too cute and too annoying.

The little girl inherited their mother's large eyes and indigo hair. Her bangs were swept to the side to complement her heart-shaped face. Yes, despite being the only girl in the bunch of siblings, she looked more like their father than he did. Her eyes took away some of the innocence. The right was white and the left black. He overheard his parents saying it was some sort of mutation in her DNA that caused her to inherit both doujutsu. She was a freak by definition, but Haji felt jealous.

It was stupid, though, so he pushed those thoughts away.

"What?"

Hitomi grinned widely at him, making her strange eyes shimmer with excitement. "Um, do you think you can take us to the park?" Hajime looked towards the two boys who were also gleaming with hope.

But he wasn't in the mood.

"No," Haji proceeded to stab his fork into the pancake kaacan made for breakfast all the while ignoring the dejected frowns on his sibling's faces. He also ignored the narrowed look his father was giving him.

"Hajime." Said boy forced himself to respond to Sasuke.

"Hn?"

From where he could see, his mother was giving him a knowing smile, but immediately went back to caring for the fidgeting new-born in her arms. Instead Hajime's dark eyes were directed toward his father.

He didn't look too happy.

He found himself not giving a damn.

"What's wrong?"

Haji realized that Sasuke wasn't angry by the soft tone lacing his father's voice, but concerned. He felt himself warming up, but he was angry and wouldn't let touchan get to him so easily.

Rubbing the back of his neck rather roughly, Hajime got off from his seat. "Wow, you actually care."

Hajime grabbed his sister's hand before their parents could respond. "Let's go?" He called out to his little brothers.

They all screamed a loud "hurray" and it drowned out their parent's callings. He shut the door in their faces and puffed everyone away from the manor and to the park.

Hajime knew he shouldn't disrespect his parents in that form, or ever for that matter. But, damnit, it wasn't his fault he was fucking jealous of his siblings. It was as if touchan and kaachan cared more about them than him. The baby, Toshiro, got the most attention from their mother, while Hitomi, Kiyoshi, and Ken received more attention from their father. And he was left forgotten. It pissed him off.

Then ten-year old's footsteps were heavy with reluctance as his sister dragged him to the swings. The twin brothers were pushing each other to get to the slide. Despite his anger, he loved them greatly and he felt his eyes softened as he watched the younger children play.

"Haji-nii, can you push me?" Hitomi wiggled in her seat to emphasize her request.

Hajime felt his will break as his sister sent him a wide, closed eye smile, making his own mouth lift into a small grin. "Sure." Damn his soft heart.

An hour later of unexpected fun, Haji didn't feel the malicious chakra until he heard one of his brothers scream. When his sister's swing came down he grabbed onto the rope to stop it. Eyes blazing, he looked over his shoulder. The ten year old couldn't see them, but this sharingan was able to detect where the unfamiliar chakra was coming from.

"Stay behind me, Hitomi," Haji didn't wait for a response as he grabbed a kunai from his leg pouch. He felt a small hand grab onto his shirt.

He started slowly, ninja training kicking in, but once he heard a sharp cry of his name being called out all knowledge flew out the window. He grabbed his sister's hand and ran toward the direction of the voice. They were behind the monkey bars and the scene caused Hajime's blood boil. Soon enough, the two tomoe in his eyes spun wildly.

There was a chuuin, the same instructor who had abused him during his short time in the academy. He held Ken by the throat, choking the life out of him. The older twin, Kiyoshi, was punching and kicking the man's leg with tears streaming down his pale cheeks. The instructor had a sick twisted grin that made Hajime's stomach turn.

The man's hand tightened. "Die, Uchiha."

That was when he snapped.

With a flick of a wrist, an accuracy accomplished through practice, the kunai pierced the chuuin on the hand. The man yelped and unclenched his hand, dropping the coughing three year old while he was being held by Kiyoshi.

"You fucking bastard!" Haji screamed as he ran towards the older man, tackling him to the ground.

Hajime is a chuuin and was already recommended by the Hokage himself to become a jounin. This bigger man did not scare the boy; he knew he was more skilled as well as farther intelligent than this loser will ever be. However, that did not change the fact that the murderous man was physically stronger and much bigger than he was. And though the man's face was bloodied an bruised the unexpected right hook took Haji's breath away. He flew off the chuuin and landed with hard thud on the concrete floor; the boy wheezed heavily, barely aware of his sister shouting for him.

"You little shit," the man spat blood out as he slowly got up; not noting the ten-year old's hand movement. "You and the rest of the kiddies will die here."

Almost there.

"The Uchihas are no good," his former instructor muttered angrily. "They killed my family—you—your clan ruined my life! So I'll ruin yours."

There.

Hajime took a deep breath…

Katon: Gokakyu no Jutsu!

A large fire ball shot out of his mouth.

The older chuuin let out a blood curling scream as the fire hit him, melting his skin and clothes. This was his chance.

"Hitomi," Hjai grabbed his sister's shoulders. She looked frightened, but the older brother ignored it.
"Take the twins and run home, okay? Do you understand?" Hitomi nodded, making fat tears spill out of her eyes. "Go."

The little girl sobbed, but followed his orders. Clumsily, she ran past the burning man and towards her cowering brothers. She held each of their hands; however they cringed and tensed more at the sound of metal clashing. Hitomi knew her brother was strong, very strong, but she just couldn't stop the thoughts of "What if he died" out of her mind. No. Haji-nii trusted her in this, she won't stand helpless and let them all die. She'll get her brothers to safety and she will get help.

"Come one Yoshi, Ken, let's go." She tugged. "I have to get you to kaachan and touchan. Th-they'll help us, o-okay?" They still did not budge, and she became desperate. "Guys, we have to go. Nii-chan will..he-he will d-die if we don't get help!"

A scream pierced her ears, making her strange eyes to widen in fear. The skin on her body seems to crawl at how…much the man is suffering. He was begging, crying, screeching! Be quiet! Hitomi's breath became ragged and harsh, burning and burning her fast beating heart. Holding tightly to her brothers, the five year old held their faces to her chest, because they were scared and she was protecting them, right? Someone…will come and protect them. Someone will come and protect her. Where was nii-chan?

A harsh screech caused the little girl to squeak in fear. Why won't he shut up?! What happened? Turn. Move.

Her body obeyed her brain; hands gripping tightly to her brother's heads, Hitomi tried looking over her should—only for a large, but gentle hand to stop her movements.

"Don't look." The girl's shoulder visibly sagged with relief once she recognized the voice as her father's. "Haji's fine," he continued. "I'm proud of you, Hitomi."

Shaking her head, the Uchiha girl began to cry again. "T-Touchan…th-the man almost k-k-killed K-Ken." Roughly wiping the tears off her face, the girl wailed as she held her twin brothers in a tight embrace. "I was s-so s-s-scared."

There was a few beats of silence that seemed to only penetrate Hitomi, because she knew the man was still whimpering somewhere in the distance and she knew her mother was desperately whispering to Hajime about something, but this silence…Touchan.

Then, the three children were engulfed by a large, and tender person—their father. "It's okay, you're safe now. Thank Kami you're all right."

For once in her short life, she heard tears lace her father's deep voice.

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"I'm fine, tousan." Hajime pushed a hand away. "It's just a minor bruise; it'll go away."

Closing his eyes, Sasuke sighed in relief. The brat was still the same.

They were back in their manor. Hajime was bed ridden on constant persistence from his frantic mother, while his younger siblings were checked into the hospital; one for injury, and the other two for psychological evaluation. Toshiro was yawning in his arms at the moment. Sakura giggled in the seat next to the young boy, but cleared her throat at the threatening look the kid was giving him.

"I don't know how many times I have to say this, Sasuke-kun, but Hajime-chan—"

…both adults heard said boy mumble out, "Don't use chan." But it was left ignored.

"—will be healed by tomorrow."

"Told you," Hajime pouted and folded him arms.

Sasuke grunted. His dark eyes went down to his baby son. Already, he could tell the new born will grow up to look exactly like him; he looked just liked that when he was a baby himself. The only difference was be Toshiro's hair color, and his eyes; he inherited his mother's byakugan. Shiro was looking up at his father, fist in his mouth, and then he smiled and raised his other tiny hand towards Sasuke's face.

Smirking softly, the Uchiha allowed his child to grab his finger. "Sorry," he muttered to the ten year old, though he wasn't sorry at all.

"Sasuke-kun?"

"Hn?"

"The injury I saw on Ken-chan's neck…" there was hesitation, but Sasuke didn't bother to force the statement out of her mouth because she was a medic and a damn blunt one as well. "It could possibly be fatal."

Both Uchiha men glared at the pink-head, not in anger, but in worry. "What's going to happen to him!?" Hajime impatiently questioned.

Sasuke, though killer intent palpable enough for Sakura to feel, was calmer. "Explain."

Damn it, Sasuke-kun, the medic shifted her emerald gaze away from his bloodied one; she hated when he activated it and stared at her with them, whether he was aware of it or not. It was nerve wrecking and it brought up unwanted memories. "He won't die, if that's what you're assuming," Sakura scowled. But he should be, Sakura thought. "Don't underestimate my medical nins, Sasuke."

"Then what the hell is wrong with him?" Sasuke was losing his patience; it made the Uzumaki on edge.

Sakura knew the unstable Uchiha would never do anything…grotesque in front of his children, nor will he ever do anything to harm them in any shape or form. However, that does not change the fact that Sasuke is unstable and very paitent when he wants, or needs to be. She has seen him do things when the opportunity struck, particularly, revenge. And when it came to his family, that vengeance was ten times worse.

The man that attacked the little Uchihas, Aiba Yuu, was a perfect example. Sasuke and Hinata knew something had gone wrong when the children didn't come over an hour. Knowing that she was going to be needed, Hinata begged her to come and knowing that their children were involved, Sakura whole heartily agreed.

The scene she saw in the park would forever be scarred in her mind.

Don't get her wrong, she has seen plenty of dead bodies and blood before, but she had never seen a man, someone that she knows and loves, torture someone to the point of no return. Hajime was knocked out, thank Gods, so he wasn't mentally scarred for have witnessing all the horrifying ways his father had broken and sliced the man. If he was conscious, Sakura highly doubted Sasuke would have done anything of the sort.

No, more than likely, he would have killed Yuu right then and there. That would have been less grotesque, at least.

Once Sasuke had seen Sakura, he simply told her, "I want him to suffer."

She understood; if someone was hurting one of her babies, they had to pay the price, but Yuu was a Konoha citizen and he had the right to have a trial…but Sasuke was a prisoner so he had to pay the punishments. Maybe…maybe if she just healed him a bit, then the charges would be less harsh.

So, she healed the disgusting man. Sasuke didn't like it, but he was already headed for his children. Knowing that Hajime was going to be fine, Hinata took her three kids to the hospital and demanded Sasuke to keep Hajime in bed.

In short, all bets were off concerning his children, which included her.

"Ken-chan, from what I could tell before Hinata frantically sent the kids to the hospital when I was right there," Sakura gave Sasuke a pointed glare, which was ignored, "it was horribly bruise, e.g. internal bleeding, which means Aiba more than likely broke a vessel." The Uzumaki tapped her chin in thought. "Which would explain why he was having trouble breathing."

"Please, Sakura," said woman stiffened at the tight voice, "tell me why I shouldn't be worried?"

He was being sarcastic, but Sakura, losing her sense of fear, rolled her eyes at him. "Sasuke-kun, Konoha has the highest level of medical nins in all of the countries, and I'm running the hospital after Tsunade-shishou's retirement. Like I said, do not underestimate my men and women."

Hajime spoke up, "He'll be fine, right?"

Sakura smiled at the bed ridden boy. "It'll take a while, but yes, he'll heal. My nins will stop the bleeding, and give him some medicine so that the vessel can close and heal."

"That bastard popped the vessel?"

Sakura nodded, frown equally as threatening as the man she was agreeing with. "He literally squeezed too tight to the point that it…popped. Honestly, I'm surprised Ken's even alive." The woman immediately tensed once she heard Hajime's loud hiss and saw Sasuke's murderous glare. "I-I'm sorry, Sas—"

"Whatever," he growled. "You can leave now."

Sakura got up without hesitation, bowing, she left the Uchiha men alone in Hajime's room.

"Tousan, I'm sorry." The boy said as soon as she left.

At first Sasuke was confused, but upon looking back earlier in the morning, he smirked. Shifting the squealing child in his arms, Sasuke poked Hajime on the forehead. "Don't apologize; I know how you feel, and I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to feel that way."

Nodding, Hajime grinned. "I understand now. I understand why you guys hover so much over them." He chuckled. "You used to be that way with me; I thought it was because you guys just wanted to annoy me."

"Haji."

The boy ignored his father's warning tone. "But, tousan and kaasan were only protecting me, right?" He didn't wait for his father's answer, already knowing what it was going to be. "I've been a bad aniki, and I want to make it up to them."

Sasuke smiled thinly at his son as he placed his baby brother next to him. "And how are you going to do that?" Watching his oldest son poke his youngest on the stomach, making the baby laugh, it made Sasuke's heart warm with a bittersweet taste.

Hajime chuckled at the baby's reaction. Then, he met his father's eyes; determination and something like…promise radiating off of them. "I promise to protect them, even if it costs me my life."

That night, Sasuke allowed his family to sleep in Ken's hospital room. All the kids cuddled and hugged Hajime, and he held them protectively against him. Both parents knew Hajime was growing up; they didn't know whether it was good, or bad.

He won't want to be around us as much, one thought. Frantically, she hesitantly exclaimed how their oldest would one day be embarrassed of them. Her husband simply shushed her with a kiss.

"You worry too much," he whispered as to not wake the children or the baby sleeping in the hospital crib next to where they were sitting at.

Hinata frowned. "B-But…aren't you worry he's growing up too quickly?"

Sasuke shrugged and hugged his wife to his chest where she laid her head and maybe he could finally get some sleep. "It's part of life."

Yet, in the back of his head a voice kept whispering: It's too soon. It's too soon. It made him irritated.

Damn his parental instincts.