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Affinity	By : Sessygirl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1985 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N - Well I hope I didn’t take too long to post.
Anyways, I don’t have much to say. So just go and enjoy the chapter.
Big thanks to Disgruntled Minion like always! 3 love her... give her... ummm... Watermelons since she likes to imagine them as people she dislikes and hack away at them. xD ((I only like to hack away at one person, thank you very much))
Chapter Three: Father

Sakura stood outside of Naruto’s door, her thoughts scrambled and unsure. She should sense Setsuna’s fresh presences as if he had been here only moments before. Yet Sakura knew the boy was not within the building.
He had to have made a quick escape. It worried her that he might have been listening in on the conversation between her and Naruto.
Quickly she replayed the last few minutes, making sure they had not discussed something that would make Setsuna suspect something was up.
Everything seemed to be okay, the only thing he would suspect is that his Hokage had a disliking for Uchiha.
Still something just did not add up. Why would Setsuna still be here now? More importantly, what was the boy doing here in the first place? She was sure Naruto did not summon him, and Setsuna was not known to make random visits to the Hokage.
Maybe she was just being paranoid. After everything that had occurred it was understand able for her to be a little jumpy about things. Surprises were coming out of the woodwork, nothing was, as it seemed.
‘Calm yourself before you turn into an old fretful woman.’ Sakura scolded herself. The last thing she wanted was to become like her mother in her last years. Worrying senselessly over every mission she went on, and pondering when Konoha would meet its fall.
The last few years of her mother’s life had been the hardest. God bless her soul.
Sakura blew those painful memories to the side. She need not think of them now.
Finally, she turned from the Hokage’s office and towards the end of the long hallway where the stairway was held. The sooner she left this building, the sooner she could check up on Kiba and hopefully get him out of intensive care.
She knew that it would put Hinata to rest once Kiba was placed in a regular room for him to rest and regain his strength. Although she didn’t want to be in the room when Kiba woke up. Knowing him, he would curse to high heaven that Uchiha Sasuke had been his savior.
‘If he doesn’t remember, maybe it would be smart not to tell him the truth. Leave a little of his pride in tact.’ She thought happily, as she made her way down the stairwell.
It wasn’t until she reached the bottom, that she heard the faint grumbling of the ANBU guard on duty, and an anxious girlish voice arguing back and forth.
Considering it was a Friday, she knew that Shino would be on duty. Guarding the Hokage tower was one of the most boring jobs an ANBU had to hold. It wasn’t uncommon for one to hear Shino muttering disdains about the job.
In fact, most guards would rather watch the gates then the tower. That way they got some action in the form of searches and on occasion arrests of rouge shinobi trying to sneak in.
The Hokage tower on the other hand saw no action, since all threats were disposed of by the wandering patrol that scouted the perimeter of the village and the guards at the main gate.
She heard Shino curse loudly, before whipping around the corner narrowly missing Sakura in the process. Normally she would have jumped out of her skin if someone had appeared so suddenly out of nowhere like he had, expect his previous argument gave him away.
Shino though was another story. Apparently, he had not expected to run into Sakura so suddenly like he had. His chest was heaving, and she knew his heart must have been pounding rapidly as well. It was an amusing sight to see an ANBU startled, let alone Shino who showed little emotion as it was.
“Haruno-san... sorry, I didn’t know you were there.” He breathed out is quick gasps.
Normally she would have laughed and poked fun at his moment of alarm, yet something about his stiff stance and darting gaze told her something was amiss.
“No it’s alright.” She backed herself up a few paces, giving her more room between herself and her friend. “Is something wrong?” She ventured, hoping that Shino was just out of sorts for his own personal reasons. She considered momentarily that it might have to do with his wife who was expecting their third child.
Although now that she thought about it, it really couldn’t be that. The petite woman had just been by the previous day for her check up. From what she had heard, everything was perfectly normal and going along fine. So if not that, then what could it be? She was at a loss, unless it truly was something of unfortunate cause.
“Shino-san...” From behind the flustered ANBU, a woman emerged, with her signature spiral glasses perched upon her nose. Shiho looked ruffled, although not an uncommon sight. She was known for working long into the night cracking codes. Needless to say, she was good at what she did, although recently she had been working in the library.
Sakura wasn’t quite sure what the woman was working on at the moment, but she knew that it had to be of some importance. However, it really wasn’t any of her business.
Shino, who had been getting ready to speak stopped and looked Shiho. His expression was bland, as if he really wished he didn’t have to deal with something so mundane.
“I told you to wait for me.” Shiho just stiffened as the harsh tone. Apparently, no one was having a good day today.
“But... I have to see Hokage-sama.”
Before Shino could answer, Sakura cut in. It probably was a better idea to take this matter into her own hands.
“It’s ok Shino. I’ll take care of this.” The man bowed and excused himself to continue his guard duty.
“Thank you Sakura. I didn’t think he was going to take me seriously.” Shiho explained as she fell into step next to Sakura. The younger female was leading them back towards her office. It looked like she wasn’t going to be leaving after all.
“Don’t think anything of it.” Sakura let her into the fair sized room, being sure to close the door behind her. “Now what is the problem?”
Shiho shifted him her chair obviously nervous. “W–well you see. I can’t find a book.”
Whatever Sakura was expecting, that had not been it. A book? This was all about a missed placed book?
“You lost a book?”
The older woman shook her head furiously. “No, I didn’t loose it. The book is just… gone. I cannot find it anywhere. Which is a problem since this book can’t be lost.” Her eyes met Sakura’s. “And what’s more, there are other books missing as well.”
“Missing from the library?” Shiho nodded. “Couldn’t they have been checked out?” That was after all the most logical answer.
“No, books from the restricted section can’t be checked out. That is the problem! These books can’t leave the room.” Sakura massaged her temples. This was becoming more and more troublesome.
“If someone tried to take a book, wouldn’t the ANBU guard catch them... or at the very least sense them?”
“That’s the thing. The guard was late for his shift today.” Sakura sighed. So, someone had stolen from the restricted section. It wasn’t unheard of, but a messy situation nonetheless.
“What books were taken?” She had to make a report on this, so she might as well get all the information before going to see Naruto.
“They were all books dealing with the Uchiha clan.” Sakura’s pen stilled, hovering over the page. Uchiha. Why did it have to be books on Uchiha?
Her mind flashed back to moments before when she had felt the oddest sensation after leaving Naruto’s office.
“Setsuna.” The name left her lips in a whisper as she stood.
“Wha–”
“Sorry Shiho, but I need to go. I’ll be sure to inform Naruto about this, okay?” Shiho just nodded as Sakura left, leaving the woman alone.
Sakura prayed to any god that would hear her that Setsuna was not behind this. He couldn’t know. There was no way he could know. Who could have possibly told him?
As far as she knew, only two living people were aware of his parentage. Herself and Naruto, and neither had spoken a word about it to the boy.
Moreover, as far as she knew, there weren’t any clues floating around pointing him to the truth like a neon sign. Hell, there was nothing that she could think of that would point to him being an Uchiha. It wasn’t as if having dark hair would give it away, it wasn’t as if he had the sharingan or...
“Shit.” It couldn’t be. There was no way. Setsuna was only half Uchiha. It wasn’t a secret that the Uchiha had interbreed for years to preserve their bloodline. Marrying outside the clan was frowned upon because it pretty much extinguished the child’s chances of getting the sharingan.
From what Sakura had read, the gene that carried the sharingan was recessive. Both parents would have to be homozygous with recessive genes in order to have children with the sharingan.
It was accentually a mutation in the eyes ability to gather chakra and manipulate it. Therefore, in order for Setsuna to acquire the trait, Naruto would have had to have a similar mutated gene hidden away within his chromosomes.
It wasn’t all that rare of a chance, but Sakura couldn’t believe that this could be the case. For if, Setsuna had the sharingan it would change Naruto’s plans for his son drastically. No longer would it be a dirty little secret that was easy to hide.
Walking from the tower, Sakura knew there was only one way to find out for sure. She would have to confront Setsuna and possible search his apartment. Only thing was, she couldn’t remember where the boy lived.
Sakura remembered it to be on the southern side of town, but its exact location was a mystery to her. She bit the tip of her thumb in thought. Maybe she could find someone who would know.
The streets where crowded as she scanned them, looking for anyone who might help her. Fortunately, luck was on her side, and Sakura quickly caught sight of Aika who was picking up some apples at a local vender.
When Sakura approached, Aika was examining a green apple with much scrutiny. Perhaps if she stared at it long enough, it might turn into the juicy red apples that she loved.
“Aika!” The girl jumped, clearly not expecting the sudden outburst. Luckily, she didn’t drop the apple; instead, she quickly put it down.
Fierce green eyes turn to look at Sakura. Obviously, she was ready to scold whomever it was who had dared scare her. After all, shouldn’t a shinobi be ready for anything?
Upon seeing who had called her name though, Aika allowed her body to relax and her irritated gaze turning into one of confusion. It wasn’t everyday that the Hokage’s assistant comes looking for you.
“Haruno-san?” She asked while shifting the bag she carried higher on her shoulder.
Sakura smiled; glad to have found the girl so quickly. Maybe this was a good sign.
“Sorry to bother you Aika, but do you know where Setsuna lives? I’m trying to find him.” She explained to the genin.
Aika frowned, obviously not pleased that this was all about her teammate. Was it too much to ask that for once she was the one someone needed.
Sighing Aika pointed to her right. “He lives in the apartments across from that new barbeque place that opened up. If you follow this street you should run right into it.”
Sakura thanked her quickly. She didn’t have time to wait.
“He lives in room 206.” The girl called, but Sakura was already gone. Aika shrugged, not caring if the woman had heard or not.
Sakura knocked on the door for the second time. Either the boy was not home or he just didn’t feel like greeting visitors. Sadly, Sakura suspected the first. From what she could sense, the room was empty.
Putting her stealth abilities to good use, Sakura broke her way into that small room. Some might consider this breaking and entering, but Sakura figured what Setsuna didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
The room was pretty plain. A table, a bed, a couch; just the bare essentials. Scrolls littered the ground, but nothing seemed out of place. It just looked like any boys room; messy and smelling like dirty socks.
Might, as well take a look around, it couldn’t hurt to make sure that nothing went unnoticed.
Sakura started her search over by the unmade bed. She went to sit of the mattress, but jumped when her bottom met hardness. Pulling the blanket back, she saw the offending item was a picture frame.
It was his team photo. Sakura couldn’t help but smile. Oh how this brought back old memories of a time when nothing else mattered but the dreams of a child. Things were so simple back then, before fate tore it all away from her.
Putting the picture down, she moved towards the couch. Sakura took notice of a stack of books lying precariously on the tattered cushions.
Her breath caught in her throat. Embedded into the leather cover of the top most book was the Uchiha clan symbol.
“Dammit! Dammit to hell!” Her foot kicked the couch in her frustration. Why was this happening? Why did life have to be so damn hard?
Seeing that book had told her everything she had need to know. All the way down to why Setsuna had not stuck around when he was obviously waiting outside of the Hokage’s office. It was clear to Sakura now. The boy must have heard what they had been talking about.
Setsuna knew he was an Uchiha. He knew who his father was.
“Fuck...” Right now, she could only hope that Setsuna was still within Konoha. The boy wouldn’t do anything rash, would he? Then again, she wouldn’t be surprised considering who his parents were.
This was going to become ugly if Setsuna wasn’t here. Hadn’t Naruto been through enough? Hadn’t she been through enough?
There was only one thing left to do. She needed to visit the front gates. Hopefully, they could tell her the information she needed to dearly right now.
Udon shrunk away from the woman who stood before him. He felt like any wrong move would get himself killed, and not in a pleasant way.
He gulped as he flipped through today’s logs. “Y–yes ma’am. He came through about an hour ago.”
For the umpteenth time that day, she cursed. It was going to end up becoming a habit of hers.
“Did he say where he was going?”
“Yes... he said he was going to the river to train.” Sakura’s eyes darted to Konohamaru who was standing a little behind his friend.
“You!”
Konohamaru jumped, pointing to himself. “Me?”
“Yes you! Go find him, and you better pray that you do.” The boy nodded numbly. He had never seen Sakura so out of sorts before. It really was a scary sight.
He didn’t waste anytime in leaving. Poor Udon though, he felt bad leaving his friend with such a crazy woman.
Konohamaru heaved in another gasping breath as he forced chakra into his feet. Each leg pushed off the limbs of the trees in which he landed. His pace was fast and unrelenting as he chased the genin that ran in front of him.
‘Why do I always have to do the grunt work?’ He grumbled, clearly not happy that he had to retrieve this brat’s ass.
“Setsuna get your butt back here or I’ll make sure you can’t run from me!” Konohamaru yelled up a head not even bothering to hide his angry. It wasn’t like he ever liked the kid anyways. The boy was a complete asshole, and despite his quiet demeanor, a little devil as well. Konohamaru just new it.
Setsuna just laughed. His body flipped in mid jump, bring him to face Konohamaru head on. He didn’t even bother to watch where he was going, having an over abundance of confidence that he didn’t need to see where he was going. There was no way he could fall.
“Is that a threat?” The young boy called. Apparently, he didn’t believe Konohamaru’s words. “Come and get me if you ca—Ahhh!”
Unfortunately, he had spoken too soon. His feet met slick moss and his footing was lost. He fell back with an undignified squawk before tumbling into the vast undergrowth of the woods.
Konohamaru flew along the branches, a smirk upon his lips. The little brat deserved that.
Before he had any chance to gloat, a popping noise along with the addition of a cloud of smoke filled the area. Konohamaru couldn’t help but swear, knowing that he had been had.
“Shit.” He should have known that the brat would use underhanded methods to escape.
Turning back around, Konohamaru was not looking forward to facing Sakura’s wrath. She was not going to be happy with the news he was going to be giving her.
Setsuna couldn’t help the impish smile that spilled out over his features as the chakra of one of his clones returned to him.
He knew it would be a good idea to set up several false trails as bait for anyone who wished to pursue him. It wasn’t like he was stupid or anything, he knew that sooner or later someone was going to start suspecting something was up.
Although the hunt for him started a lot sooner than he had suspected. Truthfully, he didn’t think he would be missed for another day or so. It wasn’t like anyone made it a point to keep an eye on him.
Shrugging the thought off, he made his way towards the boarder towns. If he had his way, Setsuna would be reaching his targeted area in about two or three days.
Setsuna had never been to Shikke, but he knew the general location of it. He hadn’t put much thought into what he was going to do once he got there, but he figured that asking around wouldn’t hurt.
Plus he had an old picture of Sasuke from the bingo book he acquired that he could show. There would have to be at least one person who could recognize the Uchiha.
Joy bubbled within him at the thought of finally meeting his father. He almost skipped as he ran, so happy to be finally closer to the family he yearned for.
Without another thought, he continued on his way, never once looking back.
Sakura wanted to cry. She was at a complete loss at what to do. Never had she felt to helpless, not when it came to something like this. The news she had to deliver was sure to break the man closest to her heart.
Naruto’s whole life had revolved around keeping his son safe and oblivious to the ugly truth that he had been so sure would hurt him. Now though, Sakura would change all that, and with only a few words. She would kill Naruto’s hope and depending on the outcome, it might destroy him completely.
Naruto had lost so much already, she couldn’t let him loose his son as well. It was already dusk and Sakura had spent many hours, after receiving the news that Setsuna had escaped, trying to decide what to do.
She knew she was wasting valuable time, but the pain within her kept her from making a move. Sakura was afraid; for once in her life, she was afraid of the future. She couldn’t stand to see Naruto slip any further into himself. If he casted her aside, Sakura was sure she too would fall into oblivion.
They lived for each other. No Sakura lived for Naruto. Naruto lived for her, his son, and for Sasuke. He had already lost one, he couldn’t loose another.
Grasping at her last threads of courage, Sakura made her way to the start of something new. Something was beginning, a new turning point in this story of their lives. The outcome, however ominous it now seemed, was unwritten on the blank page. Only Fate knew the out come, however grim it might turn out to be.
The dark lights of the small town glowed down on the villager whom walked the streets. Most were coming home from work, getting ready to greet their families. Some mothers could be seen carting back a small dinner of fish and bread.
From the looks of things, the town was poor and un-elaborate. There was nothing special about it at all. Just another farming town, although smaller than most.
Setsuna couldn’t even say anything good about the people who lived here. Everyone he met would rudely ignore him until; he was forced to use rude methods himself.
When he could finally get someone to spare some of their not so precious time, they would just shrug their shoulders and send him on his way.
It looked like Uchiha Sasuke could be a hard one to find after all.
One man Setsuna was about to hit, if he hadn’t walked away when he did. The jerk would only answer in ‘hn’s and the bastard had the gall to call him a brat. A brat! How dare he. The man had no right to start insulting him when he was just trying to find his damn long lost father.
What was more, Setsuna was sure that he knew more than what his ‘hn’s gave away. He sure made a quick get away when the boy pulled out the crumpled picture of Sasuke to show him.
By this point Setsuna was completely exasperated. He was tired, hungry, and there were no hotels in this town. Another little aspect of the town that he loathed. What kind of place didn’t have an inn at the very least?
It looked like he would have to camp in the woods again tonight. Some much for a soft bed and hot shower. He hated to know just how bad he stunk. Maybe he would take a dip in a near by stream or lake. It was the least he could do. After all, he wanted to look presentable when he finally met up with Sasuke Uchiha, well if he ever did. Things looked pretty bleak right about now.
Somberly, he made his way back into the tangled woods. The tall oaks and maples shading out most of the sunlight. Around Setsuna, the world looked like a washed out painting, the lack of light making everything opaque.
He wasn’t sure for how long he walked, though it seemed like ages. The pull of the forest drawing him, or that was what he thought. It wasn’t until pain flared upon his shoulder that the land around him faded, turning into a nightscape.
His mind was fuzzy; trying to make up for the lost time the genjutsu had created. Becoming aware of his situation, Setsuna made to jerk away from the tree he had come to rest against. Only he couldn’t. The pain seared through him, making him take notice of the kunai that had slashed through his shoulder and now held him to the tree.
Tears threatened to spill from his too blue eyes, but he wouldn’t cry. A shinobi never showed his fear or pain to an enemy.
A movement within the shadows caught his eye in a heartbeat. Setsuna went to make a grab for the kunai, fully prepared to rip it from his flash. Though his hand ceased in midair as his attacker came into the light provided only by the corn-blue moon.
The face that stared down at him with such intensity was so familiar to him. So many times had he come to look upon it in the past few days, but never really saw it. Not like now, with the age of the years and unknown emotions and wisdom etched upon it.
In front of him stood Uchiha Sasuke looking so much like the dangerous man he was. Setsuna couldn’t help the small up turn of his lips. This man was his father. A strange sense of pride filled him. The same powerful blood that ran through this man’s veins ran through his own as well.
His elation was short lived when his eyes flickered from the now empty spot in front of him and to the frightening man who now stood next to him with the blade of a kunai to his throat.
Setsuna gulped against the sharp edge. Wincing as it cut shallowly into his neck.
Sasuke on his part was at a complete loss. When he had first encountered the brat back in town, he had thought that like himself, the boy was wearing an allusion to cloak his real identity. Closer inspection proved that the boy really was a boy.
This in turn led Sasuke to question why such a young shinobi would be search for someone like himself. Did the boy think he had a chance against an Uchiha? Was he doing this for some idiotic attempt at fame?
“Pl–please...” Setsuna whispered, trying to keep his movements to a minimum.
“What business do you have with me?” Sasuke hissed. He really was in no mood to deal with this. It didn’t help that he just plainly disliked the boy. He hated everything from his smug attitude back in town, down to his blue eyes. Eyes that seemed to mock him. God, were his eyes so familiar. How Sasuke wished he would never have to look into eyes such as these again.
Sasuke gritted his teeth at the tightness in his heart, hating the feeling. So many years he had worked to forget the pain that still resided there.
“I’m... l–looking for my father.” An unwilling tear slipped through two fearful eyes. No matter how hard he pretended, Setsuna could not deny the fear that consumed him.
“Then why go looking for me?” None of this made any sense. What could he have to do with this boy’s father? Sasuke kept no relations with others, so it wasn’t like it was possible that this boys father knew him.
Setsuna looked at Sasuke then, unsure of how to answer. Would he even believe him? Yes, because he had proof. Gather his courage and chakra, Setsuna stared straight into Sasuke’s crimson eyes. He let the same doujutsu bleed into his cornea, his blue eyes flowing into red.
“Because you’re my father.” He said it with such conviction that Sasuke could do nothing but stare in shock at the boy. The kunai that once promised Setsuna sudden death now lay harmless on the earthen ground.
“The sharingan... it can’t be.” It was all Sasuke could say. What ever he had been expecting, it sure as hell had not been this. In that moment, Uchiha Sasuke’s world turned upside down, and all because of a small boy.
To Be Continued . . .
A/N - Ok first off, forgive my Bio knowledge here. If that little explanation of heredity made no sense, then please help me out and tell me where I went wrong. Lol. I ain’t a bio major so this really isn’t my forte.
Lastly... YAY, Sasuke finally made his appearance. Next chapter will be so much fun. xD Lots of messing with Sasuke’s head. Fun stuff...
Also be on the look out for me and Disgruntled Minion’s fic. We finally are writing something together. Makes me so happy. It will be posted on our joint account ((Psychotic Dreamers)) and will be title “In The Eyes of Your God”... although this one might not be for the faint of heart... blood, angst, and mind rape galore. xD Yay, fun stuff...
Also for those of you who read “Blood Stained Lilies” I am sad to say that I lied... there won’t be a one-shot... more like a really, really short multi-chapter sequel. I can’t see how I can get the plot to fit into a one-shot. Expect three or four chapters... and to see it up in like a month or so... before Easter at the very latest and before the end of this month at the very soonest.
Anyways... thanks for the reviews... I will try to get around to answering them soon! I love you all. 3
-Akiru-
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