Her Face
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Chapter Notation: Brief Honeymoon Scene and full Honeymoon Chapter tied at 1-1. So I decided to go with a full Honeymoon Chapter since we had a tie. Warnings will be put in place before and afterwards. Skipping that scene will not significantly alter the plot.
Chapter 13
Mikoto wasn't entirely certain how, but they managed to sneak off without being detected. That was quite the impressive feat. After all, most of their guests were experienced ninjas.
"They really should be more aware of their surroundings." She muses.
"Yes, they should. I think they are a bit distracted by the cake fight though. Honestly, look at what you started. I can understand the children participating, but some of those ninjas are experienced Jonin." He says as he shakes his head in amusement and the two of them board their carriage.
Mikoto giggles at that last part. That was certainly true. She hadn't expected for a real food fight to break out. The fact the Hokage had elected to participate was certainly surprising to say the least. She couldn't help but wonder, if Fugaku noticed.
"Where are we going for our Honeymoon?" She asks as the carriage takes off.
"It's a surprise My Love. I'm glad that you told Daisuke. It was confusing that he knew that I told you, but that you hadn't informed him of the matter." Her new husband says.
The entire situation was so confusing. It would be markedly less so though, once Daisuke and Mikoto had told each other everything. Until then, well he had been trying his best to stave off stress induced headaches.
"I feel the same way. I think that he was expecting me to tell him though. He certainly took it better than I would have expected." Mikoto muses as she remembers that day well.
"Thank you, Daisuke. It was very nice of you to help me with plowing the fields." Mikoto said with a sweet smile.
It had been a dirty trick to say the least. She needed to get her son alone. Mikoto Uchiha need to talk to him. The Uchiha woman had to let him know that she knew everything.
"It's no problem. I mean the fields have to be plowed. I wasn't busy. So why not?" Sasuke replied.
"Good. I'm also glad that it gives us the chance to talk. You're aware that Fugaku proposed to me. Well he did more than that on that day." She began warily.
There really wasn't any of knowing how he would react. Would he become frightened? Would he become violent? She honestly didn't know. Though she did doubt the last part.
"What else did he do?" The younger ninja inquired just as cautiously.
"He told me who you really are. I have to admit that at first, I thought that he was delusional. I thought that maybe, he had just suffered one too many head injuries. I believe him now. You're my son. You're our son. It's written all over your face. It's almost like staring into a mirror." She whispered as she reached out to him.
Sasuke's eyed widened. She supposed that he didn't expect her to confront him about it. He looked rather like a startled deer at the moment.
Her heart ached for him. The young ninja had risked everything travel back into the past and had to keep his true identity a secret from everyone. Well everyone except for Fugaku and now her. That was a tremendous burden to place on anyone, let alone a seventeen year old boy.
"He told me that he told you, but I didn't think that you were going to say anything. I thought that maybe you were worried about altering the timeline." Sasuke admitted with a defeated sigh.
"Clearly, the timeline needs to be altered. If it didn't, you wouldn't be here. I just didn't know how to approach you about it. I understand that you might not be able to tell me why you are here, but I do want you to know that I love you. I know that Fugaku does as well in his own way." She informed him with a soft smile as she embraced her baby.
Well maybe baby was stretching it. This was a Jonin. That didn't matter though. He was her son. So he was her baby. His age was irrelevant.
"I love you too. I love both of you, but I can't tell you why I'm here. I'm glad that you know though." Sasuke said as he returned her embrace.
"If I didn't know that you were my son, I would be rather jealous of the way you are holding my fiancée, right now." Fugaku's gruff voice stated.
Mikoto laughed and smiled as she gestured for him to come over. He was a smart man. It was likely that he realized why she wanted to tend to the fields alone with Daisuke immediately and had decided to check on them.
"Good thing that you know then. I didn't really want to have to dodge a barrage of fireballs." Sasuke retorted.
"Smart boy." Fugaku observed as he joined their family hug.
Mikoto smiled even more at that moment. For now, their family was complete. Though Fugaku had mentioned an Itachi. Briefly, she wondered if Sasuke was the elder brother or the younger one. She decided to ask Sasuke that another day though. For now, everything was perfect.
"That's true. Well it won't be long now. We'll arrive at our destination shortly." He tells her.
"Good. I can't wait." The dark beauty confesses with a sly smile.
A few hours pass by. Mikoto watches the beautiful countryside pass them by as they continue on their trek. Eventually though, they arrive in the Land of Tea.
"That's clever. I doubt anyone would recognize us here. We won't be subjected to stares and whispers." She observes.
"Oh people will be staring and whispering, but not because we're Uchihas. They will be staring and whispering because you look like a Goddess in that wedding kimono of yours." Fugaku says smugly.
Mikoto laugh and she was about to respond to that, but she never really got a chance to. Fugaku had scooped her up into his arms Bridal Style and was carrying her into the hotel that they were staying at. She felt her face heat up with embarrassment, but she smiles all the same. It was nice to be lavished with his attention and it made for a rather comfortable journey.
The Land of Tea was certainly beautiful with its lush countryside and hot springs. The buildings were colorful and mostly new. It was a popular tourist destination for a reason. Perfect for lovers on their Honeymoon.
"We have reservations under Uchiha." Fugaku says to the receptionist.
Mikoto was still in his arms, but her husband didn't seem to care about the rather amused looks they were getting. Well she supposed she didn't either. It wasn't as if they lived in the Land of Tea. Who cared what the others thought of them?
"Ah yes. Room 234. The Honeymoon Suite. Well I suppose that's rather obvious in your case. Enjoy." The woman says with a cheerful smile as she hands Mikoto the key.
"Thank you. We will." Mikoto says as she returns the smile with one of her own and she's carried off by her lover.
It didn't take long for them to arrive in their room. Fugaku gently lays Mikoto on the bed and locks the door behind them. He raises an eyebrow when he got back and saw Mikoto performing some kind of Jutsu.
"Mikoto?" The Uchiha man asks uncertainly.
"Oh it's just a Soundproofing Jutsu. We wouldn't want to startle the people down the hall." She says with a wink.
Fugaku smirks. He had certainly married a very smart woman. That was his kitten. Always planning ahead.
"Clever." He praises her and Mikoto nods in agreement as she stands and tries to get out of her wedding kimono.
"I like to think so. I do try. Just like I'm trying to get out of this kimono." She tells him.
"Here. Let me get it. Undressing you is one of my favorite recreational activities anyway." Fugaku muses as he slides the beautiful gown off of her.
Warning Honeymoon Lemon
Mikoto just laughs in response. What more was there to say? Her husband was only being honest.
While he was far from the most social individual, he did seem rather fond of more intimate forms of socializing. Thankfully, he was only interested socializing with HER in that respect.
"I suppose that must be why you're so good at it. You get a lot of practice." Mikoto retorts as she turns around and wraps her arms around his neck.
"Mhm. I've been fortunate in that regard." Fugaku replies as he captures her lips with his own and he cradles the back of her head in one hand, while the other glides down her silken locks of raven black hair and continues its descent further south.
She sighs in pleasure at the affectionate gestures. Mikoto was well aware of what those hands were capable of doing. It amazed her that he could be this gentle with her and so…well not gentle with others.
"Very fortunate." She agrees with mock somberness as he reaches for the sash of his own kimono and slowly pulls it off of him.
It was rather akin to unwrapping a present, she thinks to herself in amusement. She was certain that it was a common thought amongst women, but ninja training regimes did have one pleasant secondary benefit. They certainly did sculpt the male body to perfection.
She doubted that there was an ounce of unnecessary fat on him. Mikoto knew this because she had become very familiar with her lover's body. So it was with practiced ease that she fully slides the kimono off of his broad shoulders and glides her hands over his muscular chest teasingly.
"The white silk certainly flatters you. Though I suspect you would find a way to make a potato sack look alluring." He states as he slowly unhooks her bra.
She was wearing white silk Bridal Lingerie. The sensual fabric caressed her ample bosom and firm backside like a possessive lover. He had never thought of white as a particularly sexy color before, but it did blend tantalizingly well with her creamy skin.
"Potato sacks? I've heard of those who like their women to wear maid costumes, dress like an Academy Student, and those that have a fetish for sexy nurses. I have to admit that potato sacks are a new one." Mikoto teases him.
She quickly discards her bra the rest of the way and slips out of her matching thong. Normally, he was more of a pouncer. Honestly, it was a good thing that she made good money as a Jonin. The man had a habit of completely destroying her lingerie. He apparently liked it a little too much.
"It was more an expression." Fugaku tells her.
"I'm aware of that. I was teasing you, My Love." Mikoto says as she swiftly proceeds to tug off his boxers.
"You do that a lot. You've become quite the expert at it." Fugaku replies and he soon umpfs when he finds himself pinned to the bed.
It seemed that tonight, Mikoto was content to play the role tigress instead of a kitten. That was fine by him. He certainly wasn't going to argue with the view.
He loved the way her dark dresses contrasted against her ivory skin. The way her now ruby red eyes sparkled with mistress. The view of her womanly curves, especially her breasts and lovely long legs that were presently straddled him was impossibly seductive as well. Not to mention the curve of her hips and that perfectly shaped backside.
With all that in mind, he certainly didn't mind letting her pounce. He smiles and leans up to kiss her. The two of them soon moan into the kiss as their tongues battle for dominance.
"Mmm you always win that game." Mikoto whispers, after she breaks the kiss.
"Of course, I do." Fugaku says smugly as he trails one hand over the curve of her hip and caresses her breasts with the other.
"That feels nice, but you really shouldn't get so cocky. Perhaps, I merely need to change my strategy." She muses as she kisses him once more and takes his arousal into her hand.
Mikoto knew exactly how her lover preferred to be touched. Fugaku preferred a slow sensual tease at first and gradually the lovemaking would become more animalistic. Eventually, it would be a very good thing that she had the foresight to Soundproof their room.
"That's cheating." Fugaku growls in approval, after returning the kiss.
He thrusts into his wife's wonderfully soft hand. Her hands felt like silk, but her touch was anything but delicate. She was a ninja and clearly not shy about taking what she wanted at this point.
He groans in pleasure as he leans up ever so slightly and flicks his tongue against one of her rosy pink nipples before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it gently. The moan that resulted from that simple action soon sent a jolt of white hot lust rushing through his veins and straight to his already fully hard arousal.
"Perhaps, but I don't think you mind all that much. At least a part of you doesn't mind." She says with a smirk as she continues stroking him.
Mikoto smiles in satisfaction when she hears the normally stoic ninja produce some very not stoic moans at the attention. He might be one of the strongest ninjas in the village, but he was still a man. All men had the same reaction once you started playing with their kunai.
"You're an evil seductress, sometimes." He growls at her, after releasing her breast from his mouth.
Intent on extracting some revenge, he cups her womanhood in his hand. Fugaku brushes his thumb over her clit and smirks when he heard her moan. She was already wet.
"N-ow who is the tease?" She pants as she arches into his talented touches.
Fugaku was very much a practical man. At the end of the day, he favored Taijutsu over other forms of Jutsus. That meant that he was very good with his hands. At moments like this, she thought he could touch her body in a manner identical to a skilled violinist. He knew which places to touch to elicit which sounds.
"I suppose in that regard, we are perfect for each other." He murmurs approvingly as he slides a finger inside her.
She was likely the most responsive woman that he had ever met. Mikoto was already soaking wet and moaning from their affectionate touches. There was also something extremely exotic about the way she threw her head back in pleasure at the slight penetration.
He feels his own desire only grow at the image and bucks into her teasing touches as she continues to stroke him. Two could play that game, he decides. Quickly he slides a second and soon a third finger inside her, while never ignoring her clit.
"Yes!" She whispers over and over again, almost like a chant as she tries to ride his fingers.
They felt good. The digits kept brushing up against her spot, but she wanted something bigger and most certainly thicker. Deciding that she had had enough teasing, she wiggles off him just enough to be free of his maddening touches.
Once that was accomplished, she slides onto his arousal. Both of them moan in pleasure as they were joined together again. It was far from their first time being connected in this way, but that didn't matter. It was an addicting feeling. She doubted that either of them would ever truly get enough of it.
"You're impatient today." Fugaku taunts her as he massages her breasts and thrusts up inside her.
"Who can blame me? It was a rather long carriage ride." The dark beauty retorts as she begins to wiggle her hips and ride her lover.
It was at that point, that Fugaku was almost positive that he wouldn't be able to utter anything coherent further. It felt too good to be able to concentrate n something as meaningless as mere words.
She was always so hot, wet, and tight. He never could get over the feeling of being inside his new wife. Fugaku had no idea how he was ever going to be able to focus on work again. Not when she moaned his name like that or when his lover arched like a sexy jungle cat whenever he brushed up against her spot.
"Feels so good!" She moans as he showers his neck with kisses and glides her hands over his chest.
The way she was leaning over him caused her breasts to brush against his own chest. For some reason that was incredibly erotic to him and causes the Uchiha Patriarch to slam into her harder and faster.
He loved the way she would move as one with him. How perfectly they fit together. Every moan, kiss, and touch just drove the both of them closer towards tumbling over the edge. It was a beautiful insanity really.
"God you're beautiful." He growls lustfully as he kisses her and squeezes her backside while slamming inside her faster and faster.
Mikoto moans into the kiss and rocks against him. She loved the way that every time they were together, she felt completely full. Every thrust threatened to send her over the edge as he found her spot.
There was a certain beauty to his lustful moans and groans. She loved the feeling of his warm, calloused skin against her own. The feeling of his muscles either on top of her, beneath her, or beside her. It was perfection.
"Fugaku!" She screams in pleasure as another powerful thrust sent her spiraling straight into ecstasy.
It didn't take long for her lover to join her. She smiles and exchanges a heated kiss with her lover, as Fugaku slides outside of her and wraps his arms around the dark beauty. That was just fine with Mikoto though. She loved to cuddle after making love.
End Honeymoon Lemon
"Mmm I love you." Mikoto whispers as she desperately tries to catch her breath.
"I love you as well." Fugaku tells her and with that, he kisses her forehead before covering them both with the blankets.
It didn't take long for the two lovers to drift off into the Land of Dreams. Both completely satisfied and content without a care in the world. Well that was until morning came.
Fugaku notices that his wife was looking in the mirror rather anxiously. Frowning her gets up and goes to her. Once he was behind her, the Uchiha wastes no time in wrapping his arms around her slip waist and asking what was wrong.
"You don't look like a woman who just had a wonderful Honeymoon Night. What's wrong?" The other Uchiha asks.
"It's just that we didn't use any protection. We probably should have asked Daisuke when he or his brother was born. It would be a good idea to try to keep the timeline on schedule." She observes.
Fugaku frowns as he considers his wife's words. She certainly had a good point. Still he didn't particularly care for trying to line up the conception of their sons as if it was a mission.
"I think that we should just let things develop naturally. That and I don't think that Daisuke will tell us that sort of thing. He'd be estimating anyway. Even if you subtract nine months from their birthday, most pregnancies are either a little shorter or longer than expected." Her husband reasons.
"That's true. Well I suppose that we should get back to enjoying our Honeymoon." She says with a sly smile as she turns around and embraces him.
"Yes. I think that would be a fine idea myself." He agrees with a smirk.
Back in the Leaf Village, Sasuke sighs in relief. Sarutobi was skeptical of his request to join the teacher training program, but he had granted it. Thankfully, he hadn't asked any further questions.
"I know that this likely has to do with your plans to change the future somehow. I'm going to trust you on this. I want you to know that I will be watching you like a hawk though. I still do not know why you came here or when you are going back to your time, but I will protect my village. Do you understand me?" He asks.
Sasuke nods in response. Honestly, he didn't know how he would have reacted if their roles were reversed. Sarutobi was only being smart by being suspicious of him.
The man had no real reason to trust him. Not really. That and his Clan was on the fringes of the Leaf Village. It was a wonder that he hadn't carted Sasuke off to be interrogated, let alone that he was helping the Uchiha with his mission.
"Thank you. I understand completely and you won't regret this decision. I promise you that." He whispers.
"I sincerely hope for your sake, that I don't. I may not look it, but I am still one of the strongest ninjas in the Five Great Nations. Should I find out that you are trying to deceive me or plotting against the Leaf, you will regret it. I can promise you that much." The Third Hokage says.
"You've made yourself clear. Thank you. Thank you for giving me this chance." Sasuke whispers.
Sarutobi sighs as he regards the young ninja in front of him. He was a man who was willing to risk everything to likely prevent something from happening or force something to happen. That could be a good thing or a bad thing.
The truth of the matter was that he had no way of knowing if Daisuke was his friend or his foe. The Hokage had certainly thought about sending him off to be interrogated. For some reason though, he was almost positive that such a decision would end in disaster and that was why he hadn't ordered the interrogation.
"You're welcome. You'll have to excuse me though. I have other matters to attend to." He says as he gestures towards the mountain of paperwork that had piled up on his desk.
"Yes, of course." Sasuke says with a bow and with that, he darted off.
The last thing that he wanted to do was strain his relationship with the Hokage. The man had the power to out him. The village would definitely believe Sarutobi over Sasuke. That was just common sense.
He was a Jonin, but he had been away for years. Sasuke was also an Uchiha and his family was on the fringe of the village. Compared to their beloved Hokage, he just didn't stack up.
"Well at least mother's and father's wedding was likely on schedule. So that's something at least. Now, I just have to make sure that Obito doesn't grow up and try to take over the world." Sasuke whispers to himself.
That shouldn't be too hard. Obito wasn't a bad person. He just had a lot of bad luck.
He was a good kid. Maybe, Sasuke could find a way to save his Clan and everyone else's lives who hung in the balance. Who would have thought that one adorable seven year old would hold the fate of so many people in his tiny little hands?