Nine Months

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Please don’t sue me.

WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS YAOI. Meaning it has boy-boy loving. Also, this extra chapter is infested with OCs (also known as Naruto and Sasuke’s kids).

Major pairing: SasuNaru

The epilogue is narrated via Naruto’s POV.
The ************ signifies a change in time.


Nine Months
by macy

Epilogue (set 12 years after the end of Chapter 7)

“Dad!!! I can’t find my other black sock with the Uchiha fan!!” a five-year old boy yelled while he hopped on one foot.

“Just wear another set of socks then!” I yelled back as I tried to strain my head out of the room to make sure he could hear me.

Don’t tell me it’s one of those Uchiha complexes wherein they just have to find every piece of garment they can find to proclaim their roots. I swear if it was Sasuke who taught them how to be this conceited I’ll ---

“But I want my outfit to match with Shouta’s! Daddy!! I need that sock!” I heard the little whiner explain while managing to pull out a cute pouting face. Argh. Damn adorable little twerp.

I released a frustrated growl before I swiftly scanned the house for my eldest son. I saw him currently bent down on the kitchen, apparently clearing the breakfast table. “Ryuunosuke, can you help Kazuyuki find the sock he wants?”

Ryuunosuke nodded as expected, before abandoning the dirty dishes to help his younger brother find his sock.

Knowing the missing sock problem have been resolved, I returned my attention to the prettiest little baby girl in front of me.

Really. Why does Sasuke always have to be the dominant one? Why does he have to dominate our genes even?

My mind started to wander as I started peeling one of the adhesive tapes of the diaper. I didn’t mind at all when Ryuunosuke turned out to be a Sasuke-replica (minus the anti-social attitude). And then we had the twins, who also turned out to be chibi-Sasukes by the way, but just in their looks. I guess they’re little versions of me on the inside, based on their hyperactive nature. I could almost feel the beginning of a pair of mischievous pranksters. Yukari’s birth may have just proven that Sasuke does not bear a single blond hair gene, or blue-eyes gene in his body. Even at this young age, I can already see that Yukari’s another Sasuke-clone, just with much softer features.

My mind was brought back to reality when someone decided to ring the doorbell at that moment. As if we weren’t busy enough. I released another frustrated growl as I peeled the last (and most stubborn) adhesive tape from the diaper. “Shouta! I’m still busy with Yukari, so can you go get that for me?”

A bouncing clone of the boy with the missing sock appeared from one of the rooms and hopped towards the door as he yelled a “Yes, Dad!” to me.

“Dad! Kaka-ji-san’s here!” I heard him yell after a few moments.

I shuffled hurriedly towards the door with a baby in a half-done diaper in my arms to greet my unexpected guest. “Kakashi-sensei! What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’re here to tell us that the ceremony’s over!”

The man chuckled a bit and let his only exposed eye form a perfect arch. “No, no. You still have about 15 minutes. Iruka said something about me just making things worse out there and sent me to check up on you instead.” He explained as he scratched the back of his head, seemingly unable to understand why Iruka thought he wasn’t helping.

“Great! Then since you’re here, can you help me get Yukari’s bag ready? I’m still changing her diaper. The bag’s on the couch and it already has a change of clothes and diapers. I still need milk though.”

“Hai, hai.” Kakashi followed the orders automatically and began to search the cupboards for the baby’s formula.

With literally a handful of minutes to spare for traveling to the academy, we finally managed to get our act together.

“Kakashi-sensei, can you look after the twins? With Yukari occupying my right arm, I don’t think I can handle two equally active five-year olds with my other hand.” I pointed out the obvious.

“No problem!” The older man replied as he signaled the two boys towards him.

“You two, don’t let go of Kakashi-ji-san’s hand alright? I don’t want you to get lost or get in trouble on your way to your entrance ceremony.”

“Hai!” the two boys exclaimed simultaneously with huge toothy grins before grabbing Kakashi-sensei’s hands from either side.

“Ryuunosuke, thanks for carrying Yukari’s bag for me. Now come over here so we can start walking.” I addressed the boy still standing in front of the gate as I waved my right hand for emphasis.

“Is this really necessary?” he started his usual complaint as he settled his hand on mine. “I’m about to graduate from the academy this year Dad. Meaning, I’ll soon be a genin! I really think I am capable of walking the streets of Konoha without my father holding my hand to guide me.”

“You really think so? I’m your father and I can decide when you are “able” to walk without my hand holding yours, understand?” I said sternly before I deliberately looked at Yukari to hide my grin. I know this is unnecessary. It’s just fun to push his buttons, especially since I know he can’t disobey me anyway. Hehehehehe. An overstressed father of four deserves to have some fun too.

**********

“Alright. Yuki and Shouta, you guys should probably go meet with your class at the back. We’ll go find seats k?”

They just continued to stare at me expectantly as if waiting for me to say something else. Perplexed, I glanced at their older brother, silently asking what the twins are waiting for.

“I’m sure Father will come, so go ahead while Dad and I find seats. We’ll have to save an extra spot for him,” Ryuunosuke explained just like how a perfect older brother would.

“Hai!!!” The duo agreed excitedly before running to their classmates instantly.

“Dad, my friends are waving at me to go join them.” Ryuunosuke started as he pointed out a group of young boys and girls waving at our direction. Fine, there was an insanely huge amount of girls waving from over there, but whatever. I don’t recognize whose children they were though. Certainly not our friends’ kids since most of them have children right about Yuki and Shouta’s age since after all, Sasuke and I were the first ones to have a child among our circle. I noticed a Hyuuga among the bunch though. He’s probably from the branch family because Hinata and Kiba’s child just celebrated his 4th birthday, and I’m certain Hinata’s little sister doesn’t have a 12 year old kid.

“But Ryuu-pyon…” I pouted as I cuddled Yukari closer to my chest. I think I saw a blush begin to form on his cheeks. Mwahahhaha. “Is Ryuu-pyon just going to abandon Daddy and Yuka-rin? It’s bad enough that your Otou-chan’s not here,” I did a fake sniffle for emphasis. I smirked mentally, as a vein began to throb on Ryuunosuke’s forehead.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop using the stupid nickname! Especially not in public!!! Argh, it’s so embarrassing!!!” He hushed-screamed at me.

“Ryuu-pyooon~~~~ You’re hurting Daddy’s feelings,” I added with the most adorable pout I can muster.

“Argh!! Just let me go to my friends Pops, and stop calling me that, or else I’ll tell father where you keep your secret stash of ramen.”

What???!?!

“Hmph, you’re bluffing! You don’t know where it is.” This punk knows where I keep my secret ramen, and is using that knowledge against me? I don’t think so.

“Sure I do, it’s right underneath the first---” I immediately covered his mouth with my free hand attempting desperately to block whatever he had to say. Sasuke’s not here but somebody else may be listening who might tell him about it. Sasuke’s convinced that too much ramen is bad for you. Like hell it’s not.

“Fine. Go to your friends and fangirls pretty boy,” I admitted in defeat. I let him walk some ways away before I let a smirk cross my face. I cupped my hand around my lips and yelled. “Make sure you come sit with us a little later, Ryuuuu-pyoooon!!!” I’m sure my voice was loud enough so anyone within a 30 feet radius was able to hear. I released a boisterous bout of laughter after seeing his red seething face. He quickly walked to meet his friends but not before mumbling quite loudly (something about a crazy old father from what I can decipher).

“I see that you’re keeping yourself entertained,” I heard a voice say.

I couldn’t help but smile wider as I answered him, “Of course. I would have gone crazy if I didn’t. Taking care of 4 kids on my own wasn’t easy after all.” I turned my head to look at him this time before continuing, “I’m glad you decided to show up on time. If you hadn’t, the twins may have bitten your head off.”

“I promised them that I’d be here,” he answered before stroking Yukari’s head. Our little girl giggled at the contact and gripped Sasuke’s thumb lightly. “I missed everyone. I missed you,” Sasuke whispered as he brushed his lips lightly on my forehead.

My smile widened at the intimacy. “How was your mission?”

“It went well. I should be free the next 3 weeks at the very least.” He answered softly, his hand slowly making soothing circles on the small of my back.

“I guess that means it’s your turn to look after the kids. I just received a mission yesterday which will last for 2 weeks. I’m supposed to leave in 4 days.” I saw the worried look in his eyes so I continued before he could even ask. “It’s a B class mission. Don’t worry about it. What I should worry about if I were you would be the task that awaits you.”

He raised a curious eyebrow at me and waited patiently for me to explain myself. I remembered he has been taking one long term mission after another and had only been able to stay at home for short periods at a time. “You would have to deal with a toddler and hyperactive twins in training to be the best pranksters in Konoha.” I paused to deny any responsibility for that. Sasuke’s glare was practically screaming at me that it was my entire fault. “I swear I didn’t teach those two anything! It must be in their blood!” I laughed at my defense. “And then there’s Ryuunosuke.”

“What about Ryuu? He’s never brought us any problems,” a pair of furrowed eyebrows showed his concern.

“Yeah that’s true. Sometimes I think he may have been switched in the hospital when he was a baby. But then again, with him looking like your carbon copy, I guess I should have let go of that idea a long time ago.” I expressed myself before going on to the real problem. “Ryuunosuke’s hit puberty, meaning his fans have become even more persistent. You’d have to sort the mail and look for bills and important stuff through hoards of love letters every freaking day. Although you may have no problem with this seeing that you’ve had plenty of practice with this kind of thing when you were still single.” I teasingly added as an afterthought. I allowed Sasuke to glare at me before I continued.

“What the hell does that mean, dobe?”

“It means that you have to play phone operator for him after school. Unlike you, he actually entertains his callers. He must have gotten his charisma from me,” I noted while puffing my chest for emphasis.

“As if you have any in the first place,” the bastard contradicted with a stupid smirk on his face.

“Why you---”

“I know you have this tendency to baby the children, we can’t really do anything about it.”

I was about to deny babying any of the children when Sasuke continued to speak. “What do you want to do then? Tell him he’s not allowed to date till he’s a jounin?” He joked at me.

“Hrm? Why not. I have this feeling that with his current state of popularity and unbelievable social abilities, he may turn into a lady killer in no time. The last thing I want are two or three-timed girls banging on our front door.”

Sasuke laughed at my prediction before slipping an arm around my waist. “Ryuu’s a good boy. I’m sure it’ll turn out fine.” A lazy smile covered his lips before continuing in a deeper voice, “In the meantime, why don’t we make the next four days worthwhile? Iruka-sensei has always wanted to have the kids over for a few days. I wouldn’t mind taking that offer now,” he explained suggestively as that sexy as hell smile lingered his face.

I can’t just abandon my kids just so we could have some alone time!!! I felt a hand press against the small of my back before Sasuke hummed softly against my ear. “I missed you so much Naruto. I would love to have some long overdue quality time. You have no idea what kind of fantasies you’ve given me while I was away.”

Amazingly, at that very moment, I suddenly recalled the kids telling me how much they’ve wanted to spend the night at Iruka-sensei’s place! Plus sensei loves the kids so it’s not like I’m imposing on him. They’ll all enjoy this! I’m doing this for the kids.

Right.

******** 2 weeks later

I tried to pull my head away from the toilet for the second time that morning. Damn.

Fucking Sasuke. Or more appropriately, fuck fucking Sasuke. I’ve barely even finished this mission.

We probably should have attended that family planning seminar that Tsunade-baa-chan kept insisting for us to sign up for.


THE END
(for real now I think… although I’m still debating whether to add PWP/oneshots as additional extra chapters since I don’t think this fic had enough lemons XP)

Thanks again to everyone who have support the fic in any way. See you next time.