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Mend Me	By : AccioLucius Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 4140 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naurto or any of its characters. I do not make a profit from writing this story.

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AN: Thanks for following this story along to the sequel, guys. I means a lot. This story is kind of my baby right now. It's the first fanfic I've attempted to write that seems really solid.

Chapter 1

5 Years Later

Saya walked barefoot across the wide expanse of her backyard. The recent oncoming of spring had caused dense patches of flowers to shoot up from the ground. The bright colors drew her outside for an afternoon walk on one of her rare days off.

An opening at the village's small hospital had since taken Saya in, giving her a much more stable and secure job as a nurse. The hours were much longer and unscheduled shifts were called for, but the pay was needed. Saya had moved from her small apartment to a joint condominium on the outskirts of the village as a result. Her field and forest of a backyard were like a dream come true for her.

As she kept walking Saya eventually came to the small creek that was just out of eyesight from her backdoor. She set a basket of freshly picked flowers down as she too sat down and dipped her feet into the cool water. Settling back, she looked up at the shy and watched the clouds float away.

Her eyes eventually closed as the bright sunshine soaked into her skin and made her drowsy. It was moments like this that made her truly peaceful; moments where her mind was off all of her worries and responsibilities. Peace was hard to come by for Saya, and when it did, it was usually short lived.

What the lounging woman didn't know was that this peaceful moment too would not last. From a low branch in a nearby tree was a set of golden eyes. They were glued to Saya, never missing a move. A set of gleaming fangs also presented themself at the sight of her eyes closing.

Saya's eyes shot open when she heard a rustle come from the tree. She looked up at it with a raised eyebrow. The rustle was too loud to be an average forest animal.

Moments later a small glint flashed among the green leaves as an object soared through the air straight towards her. Saya gasped and moved as quickly as she could, raising her arms in an attempt to shield her body. She wasn't fast enough, though, as the object hit her square in the chest.

A laugh could be heard from the tree as Saya fell over onto her side.

"I got you," her attacker said as he dropped from the branch and slowly approached her. "I didn't think it would be this easy," he bragged.

Saya clutched at her chest and stared at the pale feet that now consumed her vision. She hastily grabbed one of the attacker's ankles and pulled it. With a gasp, he fell on his back. Saya scrambled to turn and pin him to the ground. She looked down into dilating slitted pupils.

"No," she replied as her hand moved away from her chest. Saya opened her hand and let the object land on his own chest. "I got you."

With that Saya laughed and swiftly jammed her fingers into the underarms of her opponent. Black hair prickled against her nose and he threw his head back and forth with uncontrollable laughter.

"S-stop it!" he laughed.

Saya only wiggled her fingers that much harder against the sensitive skin.

"Mom! Haha, stop it!"

Saya's own laughing ceased as she stilled her fingers. She slid her hands around the little boy that was under her pulling him to her chest as she sat up. The plastic throwing star fell to the grass. "Ok, ok. You win."

Smiling gold eyes met her silver ones as the boy looked up at her. His slightly shaggy black hair stuck out at odd angles. "How'd you know?"

"Tetsuya," Saya started as she began to smooth his hair out, "I'm your mother. I always know where you're at."

"I did good, though. Right?"

Saya giggled then. "Of course you did. That throw had quite some force behind it. And no wonder…" Saya lifted one of the boy's arms into a flexing pose. She poked at the small bicep. "Those muscles are getting awfully big."

"Does Dad have big muscles?"

Saya's face went blank. It always did when Tetsuya asked about his father. Even though the boy looked every bit like him, except for his shorter hair, the man known only as "Dad" seemed like a distant dream to her. Or more specifically, what had happened between them. As for remembering what he looked like, Saya would never forget, and it wasn't because of their son.

She grinned and nodded her head in agreement.

Tetsuya folded his arms. "I wish he would show me. All he does is tell those stories about when he was younger. A real ninja never stops being a ninja."

"Of course he's still a ninja. He just…wait, what?" Saya looked down at her son with a brief expression of confusion. She sighed and brushed a hand over his head. "How many times do I have to tell you? He's not your dad."

Tetsuya pulled away from his mother slightly. "But why can't he be?"

"You can't change who your father is, Tetsuya-"

"Then why doesn't he want to see me?" Tears began to well up in the little boy's eyes. "Some dad," he sniffed, "I don't even know what he looks like."

Saya's heart broke then, as it did every time they had this talk. She bit her lip to stop her own tears from developing. There were times when she wanted to just tell him the truth, but how do you tell a four year-old child that his father doesn't even know he exists? She kept her voice calm to hide her frustration.

"You know why he can't come see you. For the same reason I never get to see him either. It's too dangerous. I've told you about how we met; how hurt he was. There are a lot of people that don't like him. Mean, powerful ninja that would hurt us to get to him. Do you understand?"

The boy looked down and shrugged one shoulder. "I guess…but why don't people like him?"

That was another question Saya felt uncomfortable answering. Not because she had to bend the truth, but because she wasn't sure of the answer herself. She grinned at the thought of the man's ego. "Because he's also a powerful ninja. Very powerful."

"The most powerful you've ever met?"

A glow had returned to the boy's face. It always did when Saya complimented his father.

"Definitely," she replied with a laugh. Saya patted the boy on the head before she started to stand. She grabbed her basket with one hand and Tetsuya's hand with the other. "Now, let's get back inside. We need to straighten up a bit before company gets here."

"You mean?" the boy asked excitedly as they began to walk home.

"Yes," Saya said in a half laugh, half sigh. "Akira's coming over for dinner. He comes over at least once every week. That should be nothing new to you now."

"I know," Tetsuya agreed as he picked up his pace," but I miss him. He used to come over every day."

Saya had no response to that. Both she and her son had an unstable relationship with Akira. Not a bad one, but shaky nonetheless. It didn't help that the joint condo beside them served as his home when the man wasn't away on assignment. It was an idea they had agreed on as they become closer after their runaway.

"Hey, Tetsuya?" Saya asked, hoping to change the subject. "Did I ever tell you that your dad was the most handsome man I've ever met?"

The boy slowed his pace, but still remained leading his mother. "Oh, mom," he replied in an embarrassed tone.

Saya couldn't help but laugh. "You should be happy. After all, you look just like him."

Tetsuya stopped in his tracks then. The boy's less than normal appearance had caused him trouble since the day he was born. He had recently been receiving remarks about the purple "makeup" around his eyes.

"H-he does?"

Cringing at the thought, Saya smiled despite her feelings. She crouched down so she was eye-to-eye with her son. "Yes, which means you do know what he looks like. Only, imagine yourself grown up. You'd be tall, strong, athletic, and your hair would be much, much longer. Longer than mine, even."

Tetsuya closed his eyes as if trying to draw the image out in his mind.

"Well?" Saya asked. "What do you think?"

A familiar yet different smirk spread across the boy's face as his mental image completed itself. He opened his eyes and laughed. "Dad does sound pretty cool. But if his hair really is that long, he'd also make a pretty ugly girl."

As the image of a certain scowling man popped into her head, all Saya could do was laugh along with her son.

AN: Yep, a little baby Oreo. ^_^ Could you just image how cute that would be? Even if you don't find the grown character attractive, you have to admit he was really adorable when he was a kid.
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