One Big, Happy Family
Pairings:
Naruto x Sasuke x Gaara x Neji x Kiba x Shikamaru x Sai x Haku
Sakura x Ino x Hinata x Tenten x Temari x Karin
Warning: Slash and fem-slash, harem, MPreg, birth scene, fluff
Author's note: Okay, so you seem to enjoy the story so I decided to write a second chapter
Naruto: CEO of Uzumaki Corp. (Sells valuable merchandise around the world. Owns hundreds of chains throughout the world. Co-founder is his brother Kyuubi who also helps with the business.)
Sasuke: President of Uchiha Inc. (Company passed down through the family. A famous law firm in Japan. Sasuke owns half while his brother Itachi owns the second half.)
Gaara: Government advisor. (Gives help to people in higher power on what to do.)
Neji: Professional Actor
Kiba: Professional Dog trainer. (Trains war dogs, police dogs, and has won many dog competitions.)
Shikamaru: VP of Uchiha Inc. (Works under Sasuke.)
Sai: Artist and critic. (Paints and draws and owns galleries.)
Haku: (Professional model and face of Uchiha Inc. and Uzumaki Corp.)
Sakura: Director and chief of surgery. (Exactly how it sounds)
Ino: Professional Model and fashion designer.
Hinata: Neji and Temari's manager
Tenten: Martial artist trainer
Temari: Professional Actress
Karin: Family owns 50 hospitals in Japan
Chapter 2:
"Mrs. Haruno, can you check this please? I'm not sure if I'm doing this correctly." A young woman said as she moved to the side to let Sakura look at the cut she was doing.
Sakura looked at the surgical incision and adjusted the woman's hands so they were straighter. "Hold it like this." She told her smiling. "That's it. You're doing great. Now keep practicing this and once you believe you got the hang of it show one of the surgeons."
"Yes ma'am." The girl smiled at the head of surgery, "Thank you."
Sakura nodded and turned away. She switched on her cell phone and frowned at the 13 missed calls. Hopefully the babysitter was able to reach one of her wives or one of the boys. Just in case she called the number and waited for the babysitter to pick up.
Sakura took her purse and began walking towards the hospital's exit.
Ring, ring, ring… "Hello?" A female voice picked up.
"Oh good, so why did you call?" Sakura asked as she got into her limo.
"Oh, when I came to the house to let the other nanny leave none of the kids were there. I was wondering if you took them out or something."
"What?!" Sakura shrieked. "my babies are gone?"
"I tried to call you all but none of you picked up."
"Damn it" Sakura growled angrily.
"Listen, I have to go. Sorry."
Sakura growled, the babysitter was so fired and sued when she got to her.
Sasuke looked up from his seat annoyed, "What's wrong?" He asked loosening his tie and relaxing against the seat.
"Don't you check your phone? That idiot nanny kidnapped the kids," Sakura growled annoyed as she re-tied her long light rosy hair.
Sasuke's eyes widened, he pulled his phone out and turned it on. Swearing, he dialed another number.
"Haku! Come on Haku! Pick up!" Sasuke growled into the phone worriedly.
Shikamaru woke up and groaned, "What's all the fuss about? I was having a nice dream," He whined lazily.
"Our kids were kidnapped and all you can do is sleep?" Sakura growled hitting him upside his head.
For once Shikamaru was wide awake, "Who the hell had the audacity to do this? How much money do they want?" He hissed.
"The stupid nanny took them you moron." Sasuke told him. "We're going to rescue them. I better call my brother and tell him what happened; he will look after the firm while we're searching."
"We all don't have to go," Sakura huffed. "I'll go; I can just have Tsunade-sama fill in for me."
"Why don't we all just go? None of us will feel safe until the kids are safely in our arms and none of us will be able to concentrate because we will be too worried." Shikamaru pointed out. "Besides, we could all use a vacation."
"This isn't a vacation!" Sakura snapped. "I'm going to call Ino and tell her to tell her chauffer to head to the airport. Sasuke, you call Karin and Shikamaru, you call Hinata," She ordered.
XXX
Naruto frowned as Hinata turned the limo around to head to the airport. "What's wrong?"
"Lulu-Chan apparently kidnapped our kids." The Japanese girl said. "She suggests that we call someone in to do our work if we plan on leaving."
Kiba snorted, "Well I'm certainly not staying. I work on my own schedule. I'm just a dog trainer."
Neji and Temari sighed, "Let's get our babies."
XXX
Lulu smiled as she dressed Ayaka up in a pageant dress. The five year old was so pretty even without the mountain of makeup and hair extensions but looked more like a doll with it on.
She had been planning it for a while, gather enough money and take the adorable kids. These kids were beautiful and their parents were wasting it. These kids will make her rich!
Ayaka whimpered, "I want my mommy." She pouted, a cute pink lip extended and her eyes began to tear up.
"Don't cry, you'll smudge your makeup." She told the pretty Asian four year old with startling green eyes.
"I want mommy," Ayaka repeated.
Lulu growled, "Listen brat, your parents left me in charge of you so you do what I say or I promise you that you will never see them again. Got it?" She threatened.
Denise hugged Ayaka and glared at Lulu, "Don't worry; mommies are coming for us."
"Behave. Now Denise, I want you to put your newest brother in this dress." She held up a small sparkly dress that would probably fit a newborn.
"But he's a boy." She pointed out.
"I don't care. Now I want the twins to dress in these." She held up four sets of matching dresses.
Kaoru frowned, "But I'm a boy." He pointed out.
"Us too," Two identical four year old Asian boys said in unison.
"Do I look like I care?" She spat. "We're short on time and girls get much better prizes than boys do so from now on you are all girls, got it?"
"Do our daddies know you're doing this?" Riku, one of the four year olds, asked. His twin brother Ryo stood behind him.
Lulu gave them a fake smile, "Of course. Don't you want to make them proud and do well?"
"I want to make daddy proud." Kaori said, her red hair falling down her shoulders.