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Four and a half months ago

Minato Namikaze leaned against his son's bedroom's door frame, frowning as he watched half a dozen FBI agents search through his son's draws and his closet. He crossed and un-crossed his arms, stepping out of the way as an officer walked by, carrying his son's laptop out of the room. He turned and watched as he vanished downstairs before turning back around again.

He couldn't help but feel as if they were wasting time. Why on earth were they searching the house when his son had been 'taken' outside of his residents? He couldn't understand why they were doing this.

"Minato," he turned around again just in time to see his wife nearly sprint the length of the hall. Her red hair was all over her head, she had obviously not bothered with brushing it. There was dark sleep-marks underneath both eyes. Neither of them had slept at all since there son had gone missing the day before.

"What's wrong? Have you heard anything?" He blurted, fearing the worst. "Tell me what's wrong."

The woman shook her head and struggled with catching her breath. "The Haruno's are here and Agent Hiruzne. Come on!"

He nodded in understanding and quickly followed his wife.

(O)

"Are you certain these two didn't run away. Teens do that..." Detective Hiruzne asked hesitantly and was quickly met with a response.

"Don't be an idiot," the crimson haired woman shouted. "Naruto would never and... and..." she ignored her husbands hand which wrapped around hers. "I think we all are very aware of who is really behind all of this. Who took our kids."

Hiruzne took his glasses off with a sigh. "You all do understand we are only involved because of the very sensitive circumstances - "

"You mean because that horrible woman Karin Uzamaki is insane," the blond hair woman who was Sakura's mother questioned hotly. "You people had promised us none of this would happen."

Hiruze nodded, placing his glasses back onto his face with a mental sigh. "I promise we'll find your kids, but opening the locked door marked Karin Uzamaki is one to be opened very carefully... Are you sure its her you think is responsible?"

With Naruto and Sakura 2 months later

Sakura looked down at her stomach and frowned at the tiny baby bump. She thinks she's four months along, couldn't be much more. A silent breath left her and her shoulders droop. She yanked her shirt back over her stomach in frustration and disgust, bending over and picking up another soiled shirt and pushing into into a nearly full washing machine.

"What are you doing?" Her best friend ask as he enters into the basement. He's carrying a bucket of nails. Sakura stared at him as he approached her. Naruto had diffidently changed in the months of there captivity. His blond hair was longer now, despite Karin complaining about it being too long, she never allowed anyone to cut it; and his face was much thinner, neither of them seeing much food lately. He looked older, much to old for his actually age.

"Laundry," the young woman huffed out an answer, "I'm always doing laundry."

"Need help?" He questioned setting the bucket onto the floor with a soft clink.

"No..." She gave him a funny look. "What's wrong, you hate laundry..." Playfully slapped his arm.

"You're with child now..." He lightly shrugged, his face of complete and utter seriousness, as if that explained all.

She lightly scoffed. "Real reason, Naruto..." She crossed her arms over her stomach and stared at him.

He lightly grinned, remnants of the old Naruto shinning through, joining her at the old washer. "Both of them are arguing, I don't want to be in the cross-hairs." He admitted with a shrug, "just in case one of them accidental fires."

"Arguing? Again?" She wondered with a brief glance at the wooden stairwell.

He began adding clothes to the washer. "Yeah... She's saying she's going to leave him."

"Think she will?" He lightly shrugged. "What'll happen then?" He once again shrugged. She frowned at her friend. "I feel bad for her?" He looked up at her quickly as if she was crazy, which she had been expecting and she wouldn't argue with him. She had said something crazy after all. "I mean... you don't think her stories are true? The ones about her own mother and... I dunno... Naruto," she frowned. "I dunno." She had no idea what was wrong with her.

He lightly shrugs. "Yeah," he lightly smiled. "You don't have to explain anything to me." Both of them were going through emotion they couldn't easily describe and put a name on, especially when it came to their so-called parent.

(O)

'Momma' was leaving Kisame, and obviously taking them with her. She was insanely pissed at the man, something about him cheating on her. While he was at work, all of them packed up in the night and loaded stuff into the van.

'Momma' was really pissed, and she had a plan.

"He has weed in his shed, we're going to destroy his shit! The woman yells.

First they smash all of Kisame's pot in his shed and a few other items, then they leave. Actually destroying the man's money and hobby made the teens feel better.

"Fuck you, Kisame." Sakura whispers as 'Momma' speeds down the man's driveway. Naruto grabbed her hand and smiles at her. At least they were away from one threat.

(O)

"This is my friend Roberto." 'Momma' introduces them to a tall Mexican man with slicked back hair and a neck filled with tattoos. "Roberto, these are my children, Lilly and Hidoshi."

Sakura shifts uncomfortably with the weight of her suitcase in her hands as all of them stood outside of Roberto's small home. The weight vanishes as Naruto pulls her suitcase from her hands, it was surprisingly heavy to have nothing in it.

"You never said you had no kids, woman." The man yawns after saying in broken english, scratching his head, his dull brown eyes studying the teens.

"You won't even notice them." 'Momma' quickly said. "Both of them are very well-behaved, I make certain of it. If there is anything you need of them they'll do it, ain't I right?"

"Yes ma'am." Both answer in union.

The man shrugged.

"But..." The woman says. "Do you have a room with a lock on the outside?"

The man raises an eyebrow. "What now?"

"You see, my son sleep walks. I worry he could hurt himself." Both teens manage to keep surprise from showing on their faces. Well, of course it wouldn't be easy escaping.

"Well," the man yawns again. "You're in luck, pretty lady, I so happen to have a spare one like that. He can bunk in that one. But I have a few rules for your kids. Actually one, no eating my damn food!"

"No problem." She assures.

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