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Disclaimer: This story has some of Masashi Kishimoto's characters from Naruto in a universe of my own devising. I do not own Naruto. I do not make any money from these writings.

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May heartfelt graitude, as always, to my beta and muse, Small Fox. This story grew from a plot idea he gave me.
Thank you to lonelylulaby, angelj232000, GreenEyedCat, Dawn, melissen, disembodiedvoiceofthedying, telynaayuri, Midnight Essence, sadie237, richon and Kyle for reviewing chapter 2. It is feedback from readers that keeps me writing.

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Part 1: The pod
3: Choices

Sasuke made a brief foray into consciousness when Naruto slid from the bed; enough to grab him and demand a kiss. Then he sank back into sleep until Naruto arrived back from his run.
The sound of the shower starting spurred him into action. A quick trip to the head and he managed to reach Naruto before he finished rinsing.
“Teme,” Naruto murmured, half in complaint and half in welcome, as Sasuke joined him.
Sasuke ran his hand down Naruto’s flank and kissed his neck. “Just an old-fashioned quickie,” he pleaded.
Naruto gave a humph of disbelief and did not move to give Sasuke better access to his neck.
“Or we could put your thingy in and it could be the other type of quickie,” Sasuke suggested and was rewarded by a growl.

Naruto was gone but back in a flash with the box that contained his prostate stimulator. He tossed the box to Sasuke and braced himself against the wall, leaning forward with legs spread.
Sasuke was mesmerised by the glorious sight; long lines, golden skin and the most perfect butt in existence.
“Teme!” Naruto complained. “Do you want to do this or not?”
Sasuke most certainly did. He opened the lid, extracted the stimulator, threw the box out of the shower and reached for the lube. Then his longest finger was buried in Naruto’s hole, inserting the stimulator and checking its position. His other hand snaked past Naruto’s slim hips to stroke lube along his length.
The resulting growl ended in a gasp as Naruto was pushed towards growling-possessive and then dragged back towards fluffy-soft by the stimulator.
“Maybe we should take this to the bed,” Sasuke suggested.
“Too late,” Naruto replied.
It was all the warning Sasuke got before he was lifted, swung around and found himself sitting on Naruto’s hands with his back against the wall.
He wrapped his legs about Naruto’s waist and grabbed his shoulders; the only times Naruto had dropped him were when he was being pushed back and forth between growling-possessive and fluffy-soft.
A shift in position and Sasuke felt the tip of Naruto’s erection breach his ring.
“No lube for me?” he queried.
“You wanted a quickie,” Naruto reminded him, beginning to push in. “And I listened for the e-machine when you were in the head. It’ll be enough.”

Naruto’s erection was slim without its knot; it would be fine. Sasuke pushed down as Naruto thrust up and was rewarded by a perfect hit on his button.
Neither of them lasted long. Sasuke climaxed first, pushing Naruto over the edge.

Naruto pulled out, turned them so that his back was against the wall and slid them down to the floor. They were chest to chest. Sasuke kissed the tip of Naruto’s nose, his chin and then his lips. Naruto gave a growly purr and kissed back, his tongue invading Sasuke’s mouth.
Moving to the Oak had fired Naruto’s territorial instincts and, despite being fifteen days into their journey, he had yet to completely settle. A few more kisses and he would be ready to demonstrate his ‘ownership’ of Sasuke again; all thoughts of their busy mornings forgotten.
Sasuke reluctantly broke the kiss. “Later,” he whispered. “Tonight we’ll let growling-possessive-Naruto out.”
Naruto smiled. “He’s been spoiled lately,” he admitted and stood up, taking Sasuke with him.

They showered together, being careful to soothe rather than excite.
“We could be in time for the children’s breakfast,” Naruto pointed out as they dried under the blowers.
Sasuke had thought it was later. It was tempting to tell Naruto to go ahead and then delay; breakfast with all thirteen of them was hardly the most restful start to a day.
Only Naruto had mentioned it, which meant that he was hoping that Sasuke would join them.

The kits and Ryuu were already at the table, putting away more food than Sasuke would have thought possible. They did manage to pause to greet them politely but then it was back to the serious business of fuelling active bodies with high metabolisms in the middle of a growth spurt.

Misora had Naruto’s breakfast ready and waiting. Keitaro placed it in front of him and then started making the tea and toast that Sasuke favoured.

Hoshi and Hikaru arrived. They were surprised to see him, confirming that he should get up early more often. They took their usual places at the table and began assembling their breakfasts from the debris on the table.
Next Tsuneo ran through the doorway, “Papa! Papa!”
Sasuke stood up, otherwise Tsu-chan would climb into his lap and Kiba would tell him off. He picked Tsu-chan, gave him a hug and deposited him into one of the three children’s chairs at the table.
Takara and Teruko were taking the other two. Sasuke kissed each of them on the top of their heads, greeted Kiba and resumed his seat.

Finally Haru arrived. He stood blinking; as if seeing his Papa at the breakfast table was a major shock.
“Haru-chan,” Sasuke hinted.
Haru pulled himself together. “Papa, To-chan, Kiba-san,” he replied and took his place beside Ka-chan. After a few more minutes of appearing to do nothing but blink, he reached for some food.
“Papa?” Hoshi asked.
“Yes, Ho-chan?” he replied.
“Will you be able to spare time for my music lesson today?”
Sasuke had promised himself that Hoshi would have at least one music lesson every two days to compensate for being separated from her music teachers. So far he had only managed three and they were almost at Haven. “Definitely, Hoshi-chan. You must come to my office for the whole of today’s private study session.”
Hoshi smiled. “That would be awesome, Papa. Today that’s the second session,” she warned him.
Sasuke realised he should have checked; he would have to move his meetings with Kakashi and Neji. He smiled back. “I’ll expect you,” he confirmed.
“Would you like some coffee, Sasuke-sama?” Keitaro asked. “I have the machine on for Kakashi-san and Shika-san.”
“That would be excellent, Keitaro-kun. Thank you,” Sasuke replied. Mornings that started with sex and went on to breakfasting with the children definitely required coffee.

Kakashi agreed to move their meeting to the next day in return for an immediate and intense twenty minute spar. Sasuke was not surprised; Kakashi disapproved of him concentrating on fitness and strength rather than fighting.
Sasuke resigned himself to being thoroughly and repeatedly defeated whilst hoping Naruto was not close enough to interfere.

“Considering how little practice you do, it could be worse,” Kakashi admitted afterwards as they wound down in the steam room.
“Thank you,” Sasuke replied. “I had a good teacher.”
Kakashi bowed to acknowledge the compliment.
They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes and then Kakashi spoke.
“Do you want Hoshi to be a musician because that was what you would have chosen for yourself?”
It took Sasuke a while to wrap his head around the question. Did he want Hoshi to become a musician? “I want her to have the choice,” he replied. “That means developing her musical skills while she is young.”
“The choice you did not have,” Kakashi reminded him.
“The choice I did not have,” Sasuke admitted. “The choice I never had. Father would have forbidden it while he was alive and once he was dead I had only one future.”
“Uchiha-sama,” Kakashi acknowledged.
“Yes. The only escape is death. I know that.”
Kakashi was looking at him with his one eye. “Is that how you see it? A prison?”
Sasuke frowned. Had he used the word ‘escape’? “No. It is an honour and a privilege. I am proud to lead the new Uchiha.”
“Perhaps New Uchiha can be different in other ways,” Kakashi suggested. “Maybe you will be able to give over the leadership to one of your children or grandchildren.”
But Sasuke refused to think that far ahead, to the time when Naruto would no longer be with him. He chose to change the subject rather than answer.
“You are sure about recruiting Five?” Sasuke himself was anything but sure. Five had been alpha male of a group since he was a child. Sasuke struggled to see how he would even fit in. The hybrids in the crew were excellent role models for his sons, but Five?
Kakashi frowned at him. “Yes, I am sure about Five. I have been sure about Five since we first met him. Nothing we have learned since has changed my mind.”
“He’s only twelve,” Sasuke argued.
“Thirteen,” Kakashi responded, “and it is different for hybrids. You know that.”
Sasuke wished he did not. Soon he would have to decide if he was going to hold Ryuu and the kits back to maintain the integrity of the litter.
“Kotohime says we have a window of opportunity that will soon pass,” Kakashi reminded him. “The sweet girl in Five’s group, the one who signs, has mated with Chamu. Either Five will find himself a mate and expand his group or he will move on and his group will become one of Chamu’s sub-groups. Five joining Uchiha is the perfect solution. Sasuke-sama, he is my number five. I know it.”
Iruka, Shikamaru, Naruto, Inari and now Five; Sasuke had to admit that there was something elegant about Five being the fifth. “I trust your judgment, Kakashi-sensei.”

After his second shower of the day it was back to his office to prepare for Hoshi’s music lesson. As he entered, his eyes went automatically to the new door in the wall behind his desk.
They had finally installed Neji in the adjacent office. The move had been discussed on and off for standards but had never happened. Moving to the Oak gave them a chance to experiment; it was much easier to alter the Oak than the Household. The sticking point had been Shika; with Shino staying in Tarrasade there was no way Neji would leave him in the laboratory alone.
So Shika was next door with Neji. The idea was that Shikamaru and his mess would stay down the far end. So far it had worked; whenever they opened the linking door Sasuke had only seen Neji’s end, which was pleasantly neat.
The small light beside the door was blue, showing that Neji was in and available. Sasuke changed the equivalent on Neji’s side from red, meaning out, to amber, indicating that he was in but unavailable.

Once he had arranged their two stools and the stand for Hoshi’s music, Sasuke took his biwa down from its shelf, removed it from its case and checked the tuning.

Hoshi arrived precisely on time and they were soon into the lesson. Hoshi would play and Sasuke would listen. When she stopped, which was sometimes when she was struggling but usually at the end of the piece, Sasuke would ask her what she thought, they would discuss it and, if appropriate, he would demonstrate what he meant on his biwa.
It was wonderful. Sasuke had always enjoyed teaching music to his children but that usually ended up being about the children rather than the music. This was different. It was music made better by sharing it with Hoshi.
The time flew by. Before Sasuke could believe it possible, it was time for Hoshi’s midmeal. He began packing away his biwa and Hoshi did the same. When she had finished she stood properly and gave a bow.
“Thank you for the lesson, Papa.”
Sasuke bowed back. “It was a pleasure, Hoshi-chan.”
Then the biwa was returned to its place on the shelf and it was back to business. He changed the indicator on Neji’s side of the door from amber to blue.

Neji waited a few minutes before opening the door.
“Working midmeal?” Sasuke suggested.
“In hand, Sasuke-sama,” Neji assured him. “I suggested that might be the case to Choza-san. He will send down a tray if we do not make a timely appearance.”

Neji had been busy. He had a list of the people Sasuke should meet while they were at Haven. Each meeting would require preparation and follow-up; he was going to be extremely busy.
At least the list included four allied crews; Sasuke had been very encouraged by his meeting with the crew of the Ninken.

“I have been looking into ways that Hyuga support the people they serve,” Neji admitted.
Sasuke tried to cover his surprise; Neji usually avoided mentioning the Hyuga.
“I’ve been talking about it to Shika. We’ve looked at various systems and he’s knocked out something for us to try.”
Sasuke nodded and slid an interface towards Neji, who used it to activate the projector and call up the programme.

It was an interactive database of people. Each person was represented by a small avatar. Packed within each avatar were layer upon layer of information. The stuff Neji and Shika thought he was most likely to need was at the top but he could mine down to any small detail he required.
“The accessibility of the information changes with each enquiry you make,” Neji told him. “But the most important part is what happens when you bring up more than one avatar.”
Sasuke selected three. Immediately a network appeared showing the ways in which they were related. There were nodes in the network that could be interrogated, like the avatars.
“Yellow is the analysis automatically generated by the programme,” Neji explained. “If Shika has considered it the additional information is in green. My colour is red. Yours is blue. We can add more colours, for example for Itachi and Kakashi.”
Sasuke could see that using the new system would be an improvement. Not only would it speed up what he did at the moment, it would make it easier for him to do more of his own thinking rather than relying on others.
“This is excellent, Neji. Thank you.”
Neji gave one of his almost smiles. “It is only this good because I asked Shika and I only did that because I wanted him occupied. Next thing I knew, we were on the way to this.”
That was typical of Shikamaru; you posed a question and you got an answer to that and a thousand others, most of which you could never have thought of asking.

They had begun working through the list of upcoming meetings when the door announcer sounded. It was Keitaro with their meal. As soon as he left, Sasuke slipped into the role of host, making tea and initiating polite conversation.
“How’s the new office?” Sasuke asked.
Neji’s expression became totally unreadable, which Sasuke took to mean that that there were some teething problems. “I am finding it most suitable,” he replied.
“And Shika?”
“He is still trying to adapt it to his needs,” Neji admitted.
Sasuke imagined the state of Shikamaru’s end of the room as he ‘adapted’ it. “I couldn’t share an office with Naruto,” he observed, wondering how Neji managed to stand it.
“No,” Neji agreed. “You wouldn’t get any work done.”
Sasuke realised what Neji meant and fought a flush. “Not that, he’s too untidy,” he insisted but his eyes went to the portrait of Naruto on the wall and his mind to Naruto in the shower that morning.
Neji was looking at him.
“You are right though,” Sasuke admitted.
“It is good,” Neji assured him. “Your love for him is the core of new Uchiha.”
Sasuke decided to change the subject; talking to Neji about sex was just too weird. “Let’s look at the next names on the list as we eat.”

They had finished the first pass through the list by mid afternoon, after which Neji went back next door and Sasuke walked around the occupied levels of the Oak.
He tried to do that at least once in every three days. It gave him chanced to speak to the quieter members of the crew.

This time he came across the triplets, Shou and Nagato having a lesson with Konan in hydroponics. Even Takara was utterly absorbed in her plants and how they had grown. Tsuneo was determined to tell his Papa about every step in the process. He ended up sitting with Nagato in his lap while Tsuneo demonstrated.
After the lecture was finished, Sasuke lifted Nagato down and stood up, only to find the child hugging his legs.
“I am sorry, Sasuke-sama,” Konan apologised. “I am afraid he finds you more interesting than the plants. He grew up surrounded by plants.”
Sasuke crouched down, which served to both detach and distract Nagato. “What do you like best, Nagato-chan?” he asked.
The child considered. “Tsuneo,” he replied and moved away towards where Tsu-chan was tending his tomato plants.
Sasuke smiled; he had anticipated a food, a toy or a game.

The extra time in hydroponics had put him behind but he made up time by using Neji and Shika’s programme rather than handwritten notes to record the information in the latest reports from affiliated or allied crews. It meant he was just in time for the triplets’ bedtime.
He listened to them telling Kiba about the plants as they bathed. He was wondering where Naruto was when familiar arms snaked around him from behind.
“Kiba enjoys it,” Naruto whispered. “Go get your biwa and play for them instead of a story.”
Sasuke complied.

Since moving onto the Oak they had decided that the big litter would eat their evemeal with the crew. Mealtime for the children had been moved back and for the adults had moved forward to meet in the middle.
Today the whole crew were there other than Akemi and Hamaki, who were on duty in the control room; even Izumo, Kotetsu and Ayame were present.
Sasuke sat at the head of the table with Naruto beside him. At the other end sat Iruka and Kakashi. The children were mixed in with the crew.
It felt good.

After dessert the children excused themselves as the coffee arrived. Then, gradually, the adults began drifting away. Iruka himself placed two bottles of whisky on the table before kissing Kakashi and leaving.
It was time for him and Naruto to go.

They checked that the triplets were asleep and the big litter were in bed before withdrawing to their room.
“How was your day?” Sasuke asked.
Naruto smiled. “Good. There are a lot of messages from Haven. They know we’re coming,” he warned.
Sasuke understood; any public appearance would have to be carefully managed. “Have you spoken to Neji and Itachi?”
Naruto nodded.
Nodding rather than extending the conversation was Sasuke’s cue. He stroked Naruto’s thigh and was rewarded by a faint purr.

A purr rather than a growl was unexpected. He rubbed Naruto’s back with one hand and tickled him under the chin with the other. The purr intensified as Naruto stretched his neck and arched his whiskers.
Unfocused blue eyes were looking at him through golden lashes; it looked like fluffy-soft-Naruto had missed Sasuke as much as Sasuke had missed him.

Sasuke settled to the challenge of getting rid of his and Naruto’s clothes without interrupting the nest building. This was definitely a fucking nest; it was simpler than the sleeping version and fluffy-soft-Naruto did not tell him off if he moved one of the pillows.
As soon as it was finished, Sasuke pushed Naruto down into the nest and kissed him.

Fucking fluffy-soft-Naruto was always amazing. Sasuke was bathing in liquid sunshine. Pliant limbs and velvet touches hinted of superhuman strength set aside. Those amazing eyes shone with love and trust.
And having Naruto climax around him was incredible; Sasuke never failed to follow.

They cuddled for a while before Sasuke was shoved out so that the sleeping nest could be properly built. He was playing his part, proffering pillows and dodging those that were rejected, when the intercom clicked.
Naruto froze and whimpered. Sasuke wondered at his reaction but then realised that the noise was from the intercom that linked their bedroom to the shared area. No one would use it unless there was an emergency.
“Kakashi here. Sasuke-sama, I apologise for disturbing you but I need to speak with you in private.”
Sasuke stroked Naruto’s hair and then went to the door. He did not open it, choosing instead to use the intercom.
“Sasuke here. Come to the door to the nursery.”

The triplets’ nursery was smaller than the big litter’s had been, so there was a small store room between it and the shared area. Sasuke asked Naruto to stay where he was and promised to come back. He then locked the door between their bedroom and the shared area, dragged on some sleep shorts and went through to the store room.
At least Kakashi had the grace to look embarrassed.
Sasuke held out a hand for the display tablet Kakashi was carrying.
Kakashi handed it over. “It was part of a priority one message from the Electron. One of the affiliated crews had picked up a signal and recognised it as one of the Uchiha codes we had taught them. They couldn’t track down the source themselves so they told the Electron about it.”
That made sense; they would have told the most senior of the allied crews within range.
“Maybe they should have told us immediately, but you know what they are like. They wanted to impress you. They tracked it down.” Kakashi gestured towards the tablet.
Sasuke studied the image. It was a survival pod, although not a design with which he was familiar. On the side was an Uchiha crest.
“There is someone in it,” Kakashi told him. “Apparently he or she is alive.”

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