A Time of Renewal | By : Cueil Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Sasuke/Sakura Views: 1403 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A Time of Renewal
Sasuke lay
on his back exhausted from the training he had received. His head turned side ways to look at his new
sensei. Said man say cross legged on the
ground and didn’t even look like he broke a sweat. His blond hair shifted back and forth not
unlike a willow tree’s branches in a good breeze. And not for the first time his brow furrowed
in silent questions.
Why did he
choose to bring him to train rather then his past self? Why not just destroy those who threatened him
with his obviously immense power? Sasuke
couldn’t figure out why he would train him so hard to save the future. No matter how much he gave the man those
questioning looks when they ate, he never received an answer. If this was his teammate from the future
where was his future self or Sakura at?
“Come on
Sasuke,” the blonde Hokage said as he got up with a giant smile, “dinner should
be ready and my wife won’t be happy if we are late.”
Sasuke
rolled onto his belly before shakily pushing himself up to his knees and then
slowly, and painfully, standing up. His
joints ached from the strain that he had put on them these past couple of
weeks. He gritted his teeth as he
followed his quickly disappearing sensei to Konoha, or rather what was once
Konoha.
It took him
nearly thirty minutes to walk painfully a distance that he should be able to
cover in a couple of minutes at full strength.
But the view of the broken wall and nearly empty village was still
something that hurt to look at. Naruto
wouldn’t tell him anything about how it happened, but Sasuke could tell from
the lack of rubble and the cleared buildings that it had happened some time
ago, but not long enough ago for the village economy to build itself big enough
to rebuild the walls and lives of the people who lived here.
The avenger
ignored the dark looks he got from the general population as he made his trek
to the home of the most powerful shinobi of Konoha. The building that housed him temporarily was
no bigger than any other sizable families.
The sound of children playing reached his ears as he neared the
house. Then a loud ‘whoop’ sounded
before he was face first in the dirt with a little monkey boy on top of him.
“Sasuke,”
yelled the exuberant child, “when are you going to teach me to throw shuriken?”
Sasuke
groaned as the boy got off of him and pull him to his feet.
“Well? When are you going to train me?”
Sasuke look
down on the spiky haired boy. He looked
like a mirror image of his father, but his hair was as dark as night and his
eyes the color of soft lavender. The
youngest of four the six year old child was the only non-fare haired child of
the bunch. Naruto had named him Sasuke
after him. Sasuke cringed at his loud
voice, but couldn’t help but smile at the familiar words coming out of the
boy’s mouth.
“Why don’t
you ask you father to train you,” Sasuke asked as he continued towards the
house ahead of the boy.
The words
that left the boy’s mouth caused Sasuke to stop stunned. “I may be six years old, but even I know
you’re better with shuriken than dad!”
He felt
like the boy had hit him with a bag full of bricks. He had said nearly those same words to his
brother 6 years ago. The boys pleading
words broke him from his sad memories.
He felt his heart soften at the boy’s hopeful eyes that so reminded him
of himself. He motioned the boy over and
the boy came running with a wide smile.
Sasuke ruffled the boy’s hair and agreed to help him out tomorrow if he
had some free time.
“Dad never
gives you any free time!” he yelled accusingly. Sasuke
shrugged and stepped into the house.
The noise
that the door had drowned down to just “noise” turned into what could be called
pure chaos. As a the two middle boys fought viciously in the front room while
the old child beat both of them senseless with what looked like the leg of a
kitchen chair. A sudden change in the
room’s aura warned the children of incoming trouble as a long haired woman
stepped into the front room with a oven mitt on that
she had just used to pull something out of the oven just seconds ago.
“Dinner is ready,” was all she said
and the children froze. They quickly got
up and shuffled neatly to the bathroom to wash up. She turned towards Sasuke and frowned, but
even with the frown she was beautiful.
“You two need to get ready as well,” she looked at her youngest son,
“Are you bothering Sasuke-san, Sasuke-kun?”
“Awww, mama, I just want Sasuke to
teach me how to throw shuriken like he does!”
“You know that your father can
teach you to do that if you ask him he’ll make sure to create a extra kagebushin for you.”
The boy gave a loud humph before
putting on his best Sasuke impression.
“I may be six, mama, but even I can tell that Sasuke is better than dad
at shurikens!”
“What?!!”
Naruto appeared behind his son and
snatch him up and flipped him upside down.
“Who throws better shurikens?”
The giggling boy screeched out,
“Sasuke!”
Naruto knew he had to get serious
with the boy now so carefully pulling the boys legs up till his belly was at
face level he lathered up his lip and pressed is lips in a oh on the boys
belly.
“NOOOOOO Daddy!” the boy cried
trying to wiggle free.
A loud, and very wet sounding,
noise made it apparent to the others that Naruto didn’t give in to his
children’s demands.
The boy screeched while laughing
before begging to be put down.
“I’ll give Sasuke two hours
tomorrow morning to show you the ropes of how Uchihas throw their weapons. It’s very unique so I don’t want to learn you
complained and make sure you do your best to learn every thing.”
The boy threw himself at his
father, “Thank you dad!”
“Don’t thank me thank Sasuke son.”
“Thank you very much, Sasuke-san,”
the boy said politely as he bowed.
“Don’t be late and make sure you
eat,” the departing boy said as he closed the door to the bathroom.
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