Superior Nii-San Sasuke
By Andrew J. Talon
Disclaimer: I do not and probably never will own Naruto or any other copyrighted works mentioned in this story. I am not writing this for profit.
- - -
The Hokage calling all of Team 7 into his office after the Wave Mission was expected. The entire C-Rank mission had turned into an A-Rank, facing off against powerful Missing Ninja for the fate of an entire country. It has also awakened the bloodline limits for not just one of its members… But also another.
"Seriously?! That's so cool! I have the Sharingan!" Naruto crowed. Sasuke had been confused and angry the entire way back: Ever since the knuckleheaded blond had awakened the Sharingan in the fight with Haku.
He’d also awakened some strange red chakra, but the Sharingan?! That was far more important.
The Hokage looked as though he might be developing a headache, even as he gave the team a smile. Sakura was looking between the two boys, not sure what to think. Kakashi just smiled tiredly.
“How?” Sasuke asked, more of a demand than a request. That said, Sarutobi couldn’t blame the young man for his anger. He cleared his throat.
"Well, the Uzumaki family tree is kept secret to protect Naruto-" He began, but Sasuke’s glare became more intense. He let out a sigh. He rummaged through his scrolls, and unsealed one with a burst of chakra. He held it out to Team 7, smiling a bit indulgently.
He had covered up Naruto’s Senju branch of the family, of course, with a censorship jutsu. His Uzumaki lineage though was clear to see.
“But I believe I can help in this instance,” he said.
All three genin and Kakashi looked over the complex genealogy chart with wide eyes. Naruto was, naturally, the first to speak.
“So, wait, I'm an Uchiha?!" Naruto gasped. Sarutobi shook his head.
"No, you're an Uzumaki,” he explained, pointing to the woman who came right after Mito Uzumaki. “However, more than likely your maternal grandmother was the product of an Uchiha and an Uzumaki. The gene was just recessive until now."
If Sarutobi were a betting man, he’d say that Izuna Uchiha was the culprit. Despite his hatred of the Senju, Izuna couldn’t resist a hot, busty redhead to save his life. And there were plenty of those in the Uzumaki family.
“So, you knew my mom?” Naruto asked. Sarutobi nodded slowly.
“Yes, she was Kushina Uzumaki,” Sarutobi stated. “But take care not to share this, Naruto. Your mother had many enemies, as did your father. That is why I kept this information from you. But, since you need answers, I can provide you these answers. No more though, as that information could endanger you. After all, what you don’t know, you can’t reveal by interrogation.” He eyed Sakura severely.
“That goes for all of you.”
Naruto grimaced, but nodded in agreement. Sakura gulped, but nodded eagerly as well.
Sasuke hummed thoughtfully, his own mental map of Uchiha family history coming to his mind.
"That would make Naruto and I... Third cousins, I believe,” Sasuke surmised. Sarutobi nodded, impressed with the boy.
“That’s right,” the Hokage replied.
Sakura gaped in amazement, her fangirl instincts going into overdrive.
"Wow! So, you are an Uchiha, Naruto!" She gasped. Naruto scowled a bit, shaking his head. For the first time he felt a bit of annoyance at Sakura. Figures she’d only care about him if he was related to Duckbutt Head.
"No! I'm an Uzumaki!" Naruto insisted. Sasuke stepped past Sakura, closer to Naruto. He looked the blond in the eyes.
"Semantics,” Sasuke stated. “Regardless, you're family now, Naruto."
Naruto’s breath caught in his throat, even as Sakura pouted a bit at Sasuke pushing her aside.
"I... Family?" Naruto asked, almost in a whisper. Sasuke nodded.
"We're family. We're practically... Brothers. And I want us to act like it,” he said. “I want to give you a home. To live together.”
Naruto looked aside, feeling… Not scared, no! Not him! Nervous though? Definitely nervous.
"Er... Well, I mean... I guess. You're kind of putting me on the spot."
He looked up at Sasuke. His usual scowl or smug smirk was gone, and only naked need was there. The need for family.
"... Please?" Sasuke asked.
Naruto stared back. He had formed his nindo next to Haku and Zabuza’s graves. He wouldn’t change it now. He nodded, and gave Sasuke a warm smile.
"... Okay. From this day on? We’re family,” he declared.
Sasuke, for the first time since he was eight years old, smiled warmly back.
Sakura was close to tears at the hot blooded brotherliness, a hand over her mouth. Kakashi chuckled, pride evident even in his masked visage. And Sarutobi smiled too, proud of his young genin. The two boys, orphaned by the darkness of the world, had found each other. Even old Madara would have been moved.
- - -
The next day, at the Uchiha Compound, Naruto woke up in his new bed. He stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling, and smiled. He got up, stretched, and yawned. He pulled on his slippers and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
He entered the kitchen, and smiled as he saw Sasuke making breakfast at the stove. Usually he’d have laughed and mocked Sasuke doing anything domestic, but someone cooking breakfast for him? That was… Nice.
"Hey... Morning Sasuke-!"
Two kunai flew past his face and embedded themselves in the wall behind him. Naruto blinked, and stared at the furious Sasuke. He looked terrifying, even while wearing a little white apron with the Uchiha fan on it and a spatula in his hand.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU TO CALL ME?!" Sasuke demanded.
"Um... I mean,” Naruto stuttered, before his terrified brain provided the right answer. “Morning Sasuke-nii-san?" he asked.
Sasuke was now all smiles, which was even creepier than his angry face.
"Good morning, Naruto-otouto! Just sit tight! Big Brother is making you breakfast!" He said, almost sing-song in his tone.
Naruto sat down at the table, slowly, his smile stiff with terror.
"S-Sure thing Sasuke... Nii-san..."
Sasuke turned back to the stove, tossing water onto the hot pan before covering it with a pot cover. He was still smiling, but his eyes were narrowed.
"Stupid Itachi... I will be the superior nii-san, just you wait..." He muttered under his breath.
- - -
Naruto was breathing hard. He was aching and sore. All that said though, he was grinning. Sure, Sasuke was a pain, but training with his new cousin-Er, brother, was still very rewarding. His taijutsu was improving by leaps and bounds especially! And learning Fire jutsus was great!
Sasuke looked pretty beat himself, but Naruto tried not to look too smug about it. He was teaching him so much, after all. Might as well be grateful.
"Man... That was great!" Naruto cheered. He grinned at Sasuke, and Sasuke’s more common smile was his reward. He had to admit, it was nice to have a brother to smile with.
"Well, I'll see you at home!" Naruto cried.
He turned and began to walk away. Sasuke frowned behind him.
"Where are you going?" Sasuke asked. Naruto shrugged.
"Oh! I'm going to Ichiraku's!"
"Again?" Sasuke asked. He caught up in a few steps, getting in front of Naruto. He gave him a concerned glare. Naruto shrugged.
"Well yeah! What's wrong with that?"
"It's not healthy to eat nothing but ramen," Sasuke pointed out. "Besides, I cooked a big dinner for us at home. A big, healthy dinner!"
"I really appreciate that, Sasuke," Naruto managed, rubbing the back of his neck, "but I just really want some ramen-!"
Sasuke glared hard, his Sharingan eyes burning red. He had his kunai in his hands.
"We're going home and eating the healthy dinner I cooked for my beloved Otouto," Sasuke growled.
Naruto gulped. He then held his hands up.
"Okay! Okay! Let's go," he said. Sasuke kept glaring. Naruto grimaced. "I mean... Let's go to dinner... Nii-san?"
"Say it like I told you to," Sasuke stated.
Naruto sighed, and held his fingers in a handseal.
"Henge," he muttered. He poofed into a small, adorable six year old version of himself. He looked up at Sasuke cutely.
"Let's go to dinner, Nii-saannn!" He said cheerfully, smiling sweetly enough to make anyone watching die of diabetes.
Sasuke calmed down, and his kunai vanished. He took hold of Naruto's hand and led him away.
"Good," he said, now all smiles. "I'm sure you'll love it! I used high quality beef for tonight's meal, with mushrooms and peppers..."
Naruto groaned inwardly as he kept pace with Sasuke. Maybe Shikamaru had a point: Family was troublesome...
- - -
Naruto trudged his way to the usual Team 7 bridge, hands in his pockets and head down. He grumbled to himself as he approached, making Sakura look up from the scroll she had been studying. She normally didn't care much about the moods of her obnoxious teammate (outwardly anyway) but this was just weird.
Naruto looked up slowly, and caught sight of her. He still managed a grin and a wave as he ran up to her.
"Sakura-chan!" He cried. "Hey, you want to go on a date after missions today?"
Sakura glared. "Of course not, Naruto!"
The blond boy began to look a touch desperate. He seized Sakura's hands in his own and looked into her green eyes with a frantic expression.
"Please, Sakura-chan?! I'll buy you anything! We'll go anywhere you want! Please!"
Sakura yanked her hands out of his clammy grip, and reared back to punch Naruto as hard as she could!
"I TOLD YOU-!"
And her fist stopped hard in an iron grip. Sakura gaped and looked up at Sasuke, who was restraining her. His Sharigan was out, and he glared angrily at her. His fury was nearly tangible and for the first time ever, Sakura was afraid of her crush.
"What are you doing, Sakura?!" Sasuke demanded in a cold, hard voice. Sakura stuttered as her heart raced.
"I-I was just-"
"About to harm my little brother?" Sasuke growled. Sakura's eyes bugged out.
"L-Little brother?!" She gaped at Naruto, who was already at Sasuke's side with a glare.
"Sasuke! Let her go! It's not a big deal-!"
"It is a big deal!" Sasuke practically snarled. "No one hurts my family. Period. Got it?"
Naruto scowled, torn.
"It's not like it hurts that much! It's just how she is! Come on!"
"I-I'm sorry Sasuke-kun," Sakura managed. "I'm really sorry!"
Sasuke still glared. Naruto sighed, and formed a handseal.
"Henge."
POOF! Naruto, now his cute six year old self, looked up pleadingly at Sasuke.
"Onii-chaaan," he whined with a little sniffle, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes, "Sakura-nee-chan was just playing a little rough! Please? I love Sakura-nee-chan!"
Sakura couldn't help her blush.
Good God that's cute, her Inner said. Sakura looked over at Sasuke, and gaped. WHAT?!
Sasuke... Was smiling. Really, truly smiling! He let her go and picked the chibi Naruto up, hugging him tightly.
"Anything for you, Otouto-chan!" Sasuke gushed. He looked over at Sakura. "But she should apologize!"
"Um... I'm sorry Naruto," Sakura managed, now completely weirded out. "I won't hit you again."
"Good," Sasuke said with a nod. He cuddled the little Naruto, and the scene was incredibly cute. Sasuke being so fatherly was amazing! Despite his earlier aggression, it was clear Sasuke just really cared for his newfound family.
And then Sasuke sat chibi Naruto down and produced a picnic basket.
"Now, let's finish your healthy breakfast so you can grow up big and strong!" Sasuke beamed.
"I already had breakfast!" Naruto complained, still in chibi form. "And we're the same age!"
Sasuke wagged his finger.
"Don't talk back to Nii-san. Open wide! Here comes the kunai!"
"I told you I can feed my-GLMPH!" Naruto was cut off by Sasuke forcing a soft boiled egg into his mouth. Sasuke glared intently.
"Chew it... Chew it all up," he ordered. "Now swallow-Good job!"
Chibi Naruto turned his saddest expression up at Sakura.
"Help me," he whispered.
Sakura just blushed harder.
"So cute~!"
Naruto felt like crying. For real this time.
- - -
"Naruto! Naruto, get up! Come on!"
Naruto groaned. He covered his face with his pillow and turned away from Sasuke's voice.
"Go away. I'm asleep."
Sasuke kicked Naruto out of the bed, and sent his blonde kin tumbling onto the floor. Naruto got up and glared red hot death at Sasuke.
"What in the hell was that for, y'know?!"
"Get up. It's important. A mission," Sasuke stated, hard as steel. Naruto sat up, suddenly alert.
"What, is the village under attack?!" Naruto asked. Sasuke shook his head.
"No, it's an important mission for the clan," he said. "We need to get ready, now."
"What kind of mission though?" Naruto asked, though he was already getting up and heading to the closet. Sasuke did sound deathly serious, so he might as well take it just as seriously.
"It concerns clan politics within Konoha," Sasuke replied as Naruto pulled on his usual orange outfit. Naruto grumbled a bit in annoyance at the Uchiha fans Sasuke had added to his jacket-That was just annoying!
"That sounds boring," Naruto declared.
"It isn't. It concerns the future of the clan and we need to take it seriously. I need you," Sasuke said grimly. Naruto held back a sigh. Okay, yes, he was irritated at being woken up at Oh Fuck No o'clock but his only family was asking.
"Fine," Naruto relied, and pulled on his sandals. He gestured to Sasuke. "Lead the way, Sasuke!"
Sasuke glared with his Sharingan eyes. Naruto coughed.
"I mean... Sasuke-Nii-san?"
"That's right," Sasuke said, smiling broadly. Naruto shuddered.
That's still creepy no matter how often I see it...
Sasuke handed Naruto some bars that smelled of chocolate and bananas. Naruto blinked.
"What are these?" He asked.
"Breakfast bars. My mom's recipe," Sasuke replied. "Eat on the way-And remember to chew!" He jumped out the window. Naruto grumbled.
"And remember to chew! Hmph!" He wolfed the bars down, just to spite Sasuke, as he leaped out after him into the still dark.
- - -
Sasuke led Naruto to a tailor's shop in the village downtown. There, an old lady was waiting. While she sneered just a little at Naruto, she nevertheless got to work on measuring him in front of several mirrors. Naruto looked over at Sasuke in confusion.
"Um, what does this have to do with the mission?" Naruto asked.
"We need to be dressed properly," Sasuke said.
"So, we're going undercover at a castle to save a princess or something?" Naruto asked. He winced as the woman poked him with her needle. "OW! Watch it!"
"Stop squirming so much," she grumbled.
"Something like that," Sasuke said with a nod.
- - -
An hour of being poked and prodded and finally, Naruto and Sasuke left the shop. Naruto was in a traditional white and blue hakama, as was Sasuke. They leaped from building to building, Naruto following Sasuke's lead. They finally came to a rather nice hotel, and landed at the front entrance. Sasuke adjusted his own clothes, and then immediately began fussing over Naruto's.
"You need to look your best," Sasuke insisted, brushing off Naruto's shoulders. The blonde batted his hands away in annoyance.
"Seriously?! Why? What are we doing here?!" Naruto demanded. Sasuke led Naruto to a small room, the hotel attendants opening the sliding doors for them. Naruto looked into the room, away from the never satisfied Sasuke-And blinked.
There were several people in the room, all in traditional or formal garb. Most of them were Hyuuga, including the head himself-Hiashi Hyuuga, as Naruto recalled. And they all shared a deathly serious expression... Save for a beautiful, shy looking girl in a beautiful kimono sitting on the other side of a low table. Naruto blinked.
"Eh? Hinata?" Naruto asked. He looked around more. He could see Sakura (looking very nice in a formal suit jacket and skirt, but also smiling uncomfortably) Kakashi-sensei (who was in his usual clothing, and eye smiling like Christmas had come early) and Iruka-sensei (who looked exasperated).
What the hell was going on?
Sasuke pushed Naruto forward, and then pushed him to sit down on the other side of the table. He then sat down alongside Naruto. Hinata looked up briefly, blushed as bright red as a tomato, and then looked back down.
"You took your time, Uchiha-san," Hiashi observed.
"An Uchiha is always worth waiting on," Sasuke replied coolly. "Besides, your daughter is the one who needs to prove she's marriage material for my kinsman."
Naruto blinked. He blinked again.
"Marriage material?" He managed. "What the hell kind of mission is this?!"
Sasuke nodded.
"This is a mission to ensure the future of the Uchiha clan, and as such I must make sure you marry a proper woman-NARUTO GET BACK HERE!"
- - -
By Andrew J. Talon
Disclaimer: I do not and probably never will own Naruto or any other copyrighted works mentioned in this story. I am not writing this for profit.
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The Hokage calling all of Team 7 into his office after the Wave Mission was expected. The entire C-Rank mission had turned into an A-Rank, facing off against powerful Missing Ninja for the fate of an entire country. It has also awakened the bloodline limits for not just one of its members… But also another.
"Seriously?! That's so cool! I have the Sharingan!" Naruto crowed. Sasuke had been confused and angry the entire way back: Ever since the knuckleheaded blond had awakened the Sharingan in the fight with Haku.
He’d also awakened some strange red chakra, but the Sharingan?! That was far more important.
The Hokage looked as though he might be developing a headache, even as he gave the team a smile. Sakura was looking between the two boys, not sure what to think. Kakashi just smiled tiredly.
“How?” Sasuke asked, more of a demand than a request. That said, Sarutobi couldn’t blame the young man for his anger. He cleared his throat.
"Well, the Uzumaki family tree is kept secret to protect Naruto-" He began, but Sasuke’s glare became more intense. He let out a sigh. He rummaged through his scrolls, and unsealed one with a burst of chakra. He held it out to Team 7, smiling a bit indulgently.
He had covered up Naruto’s Senju branch of the family, of course, with a censorship jutsu. His Uzumaki lineage though was clear to see.
“But I believe I can help in this instance,” he said.
All three genin and Kakashi looked over the complex genealogy chart with wide eyes. Naruto was, naturally, the first to speak.
“So, wait, I'm an Uchiha?!" Naruto gasped. Sarutobi shook his head.
"No, you're an Uzumaki,” he explained, pointing to the woman who came right after Mito Uzumaki. “However, more than likely your maternal grandmother was the product of an Uchiha and an Uzumaki. The gene was just recessive until now."
If Sarutobi were a betting man, he’d say that Izuna Uchiha was the culprit. Despite his hatred of the Senju, Izuna couldn’t resist a hot, busty redhead to save his life. And there were plenty of those in the Uzumaki family.
“So, you knew my mom?” Naruto asked. Sarutobi nodded slowly.
“Yes, she was Kushina Uzumaki,” Sarutobi stated. “But take care not to share this, Naruto. Your mother had many enemies, as did your father. That is why I kept this information from you. But, since you need answers, I can provide you these answers. No more though, as that information could endanger you. After all, what you don’t know, you can’t reveal by interrogation.” He eyed Sakura severely.
“That goes for all of you.”
Naruto grimaced, but nodded in agreement. Sakura gulped, but nodded eagerly as well.
Sasuke hummed thoughtfully, his own mental map of Uchiha family history coming to his mind.
"That would make Naruto and I... Third cousins, I believe,” Sasuke surmised. Sarutobi nodded, impressed with the boy.
“That’s right,” the Hokage replied.
Sakura gaped in amazement, her fangirl instincts going into overdrive.
"Wow! So, you are an Uchiha, Naruto!" She gasped. Naruto scowled a bit, shaking his head. For the first time he felt a bit of annoyance at Sakura. Figures she’d only care about him if he was related to Duckbutt Head.
"No! I'm an Uzumaki!" Naruto insisted. Sasuke stepped past Sakura, closer to Naruto. He looked the blond in the eyes.
"Semantics,” Sasuke stated. “Regardless, you're family now, Naruto."
Naruto’s breath caught in his throat, even as Sakura pouted a bit at Sasuke pushing her aside.
"I... Family?" Naruto asked, almost in a whisper. Sasuke nodded.
"We're family. We're practically... Brothers. And I want us to act like it,” he said. “I want to give you a home. To live together.”
Naruto looked aside, feeling… Not scared, no! Not him! Nervous though? Definitely nervous.
"Er... Well, I mean... I guess. You're kind of putting me on the spot."
He looked up at Sasuke. His usual scowl or smug smirk was gone, and only naked need was there. The need for family.
"... Please?" Sasuke asked.
Naruto stared back. He had formed his nindo next to Haku and Zabuza’s graves. He wouldn’t change it now. He nodded, and gave Sasuke a warm smile.
"... Okay. From this day on? We’re family,” he declared.
Sasuke, for the first time since he was eight years old, smiled warmly back.
Sakura was close to tears at the hot blooded brotherliness, a hand over her mouth. Kakashi chuckled, pride evident even in his masked visage. And Sarutobi smiled too, proud of his young genin. The two boys, orphaned by the darkness of the world, had found each other. Even old Madara would have been moved.
- - -
The next day, at the Uchiha Compound, Naruto woke up in his new bed. He stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling, and smiled. He got up, stretched, and yawned. He pulled on his slippers and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
He entered the kitchen, and smiled as he saw Sasuke making breakfast at the stove. Usually he’d have laughed and mocked Sasuke doing anything domestic, but someone cooking breakfast for him? That was… Nice.
"Hey... Morning Sasuke-!"
Two kunai flew past his face and embedded themselves in the wall behind him. Naruto blinked, and stared at the furious Sasuke. He looked terrifying, even while wearing a little white apron with the Uchiha fan on it and a spatula in his hand.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU TO CALL ME?!" Sasuke demanded.
"Um... I mean,” Naruto stuttered, before his terrified brain provided the right answer. “Morning Sasuke-nii-san?" he asked.
Sasuke was now all smiles, which was even creepier than his angry face.
"Good morning, Naruto-otouto! Just sit tight! Big Brother is making you breakfast!" He said, almost sing-song in his tone.
Naruto sat down at the table, slowly, his smile stiff with terror.
"S-Sure thing Sasuke... Nii-san..."
Sasuke turned back to the stove, tossing water onto the hot pan before covering it with a pot cover. He was still smiling, but his eyes were narrowed.
"Stupid Itachi... I will be the superior nii-san, just you wait..." He muttered under his breath.
- - -
Naruto was breathing hard. He was aching and sore. All that said though, he was grinning. Sure, Sasuke was a pain, but training with his new cousin-Er, brother, was still very rewarding. His taijutsu was improving by leaps and bounds especially! And learning Fire jutsus was great!
Sasuke looked pretty beat himself, but Naruto tried not to look too smug about it. He was teaching him so much, after all. Might as well be grateful.
"Man... That was great!" Naruto cheered. He grinned at Sasuke, and Sasuke’s more common smile was his reward. He had to admit, it was nice to have a brother to smile with.
"Well, I'll see you at home!" Naruto cried.
He turned and began to walk away. Sasuke frowned behind him.
"Where are you going?" Sasuke asked. Naruto shrugged.
"Oh! I'm going to Ichiraku's!"
"Again?" Sasuke asked. He caught up in a few steps, getting in front of Naruto. He gave him a concerned glare. Naruto shrugged.
"Well yeah! What's wrong with that?"
"It's not healthy to eat nothing but ramen," Sasuke pointed out. "Besides, I cooked a big dinner for us at home. A big, healthy dinner!"
"I really appreciate that, Sasuke," Naruto managed, rubbing the back of his neck, "but I just really want some ramen-!"
Sasuke glared hard, his Sharingan eyes burning red. He had his kunai in his hands.
"We're going home and eating the healthy dinner I cooked for my beloved Otouto," Sasuke growled.
Naruto gulped. He then held his hands up.
"Okay! Okay! Let's go," he said. Sasuke kept glaring. Naruto grimaced. "I mean... Let's go to dinner... Nii-san?"
"Say it like I told you to," Sasuke stated.
Naruto sighed, and held his fingers in a handseal.
"Henge," he muttered. He poofed into a small, adorable six year old version of himself. He looked up at Sasuke cutely.
"Let's go to dinner, Nii-saannn!" He said cheerfully, smiling sweetly enough to make anyone watching die of diabetes.
Sasuke calmed down, and his kunai vanished. He took hold of Naruto's hand and led him away.
"Good," he said, now all smiles. "I'm sure you'll love it! I used high quality beef for tonight's meal, with mushrooms and peppers..."
Naruto groaned inwardly as he kept pace with Sasuke. Maybe Shikamaru had a point: Family was troublesome...
- - -
Naruto trudged his way to the usual Team 7 bridge, hands in his pockets and head down. He grumbled to himself as he approached, making Sakura look up from the scroll she had been studying. She normally didn't care much about the moods of her obnoxious teammate (outwardly anyway) but this was just weird.
Naruto looked up slowly, and caught sight of her. He still managed a grin and a wave as he ran up to her.
"Sakura-chan!" He cried. "Hey, you want to go on a date after missions today?"
Sakura glared. "Of course not, Naruto!"
The blond boy began to look a touch desperate. He seized Sakura's hands in his own and looked into her green eyes with a frantic expression.
"Please, Sakura-chan?! I'll buy you anything! We'll go anywhere you want! Please!"
Sakura yanked her hands out of his clammy grip, and reared back to punch Naruto as hard as she could!
"I TOLD YOU-!"
And her fist stopped hard in an iron grip. Sakura gaped and looked up at Sasuke, who was restraining her. His Sharigan was out, and he glared angrily at her. His fury was nearly tangible and for the first time ever, Sakura was afraid of her crush.
"What are you doing, Sakura?!" Sasuke demanded in a cold, hard voice. Sakura stuttered as her heart raced.
"I-I was just-"
"About to harm my little brother?" Sasuke growled. Sakura's eyes bugged out.
"L-Little brother?!" She gaped at Naruto, who was already at Sasuke's side with a glare.
"Sasuke! Let her go! It's not a big deal-!"
"It is a big deal!" Sasuke practically snarled. "No one hurts my family. Period. Got it?"
Naruto scowled, torn.
"It's not like it hurts that much! It's just how she is! Come on!"
"I-I'm sorry Sasuke-kun," Sakura managed. "I'm really sorry!"
Sasuke still glared. Naruto sighed, and formed a handseal.
"Henge."
POOF! Naruto, now his cute six year old self, looked up pleadingly at Sasuke.
"Onii-chaaan," he whined with a little sniffle, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes, "Sakura-nee-chan was just playing a little rough! Please? I love Sakura-nee-chan!"
Sakura couldn't help her blush.
Good God that's cute, her Inner said. Sakura looked over at Sasuke, and gaped. WHAT?!
Sasuke... Was smiling. Really, truly smiling! He let her go and picked the chibi Naruto up, hugging him tightly.
"Anything for you, Otouto-chan!" Sasuke gushed. He looked over at Sakura. "But she should apologize!"
"Um... I'm sorry Naruto," Sakura managed, now completely weirded out. "I won't hit you again."
"Good," Sasuke said with a nod. He cuddled the little Naruto, and the scene was incredibly cute. Sasuke being so fatherly was amazing! Despite his earlier aggression, it was clear Sasuke just really cared for his newfound family.
And then Sasuke sat chibi Naruto down and produced a picnic basket.
"Now, let's finish your healthy breakfast so you can grow up big and strong!" Sasuke beamed.
"I already had breakfast!" Naruto complained, still in chibi form. "And we're the same age!"
Sasuke wagged his finger.
"Don't talk back to Nii-san. Open wide! Here comes the kunai!"
"I told you I can feed my-GLMPH!" Naruto was cut off by Sasuke forcing a soft boiled egg into his mouth. Sasuke glared intently.
"Chew it... Chew it all up," he ordered. "Now swallow-Good job!"
Chibi Naruto turned his saddest expression up at Sakura.
"Help me," he whispered.
Sakura just blushed harder.
"So cute~!"
Naruto felt like crying. For real this time.
- - -
"Naruto! Naruto, get up! Come on!"
Naruto groaned. He covered his face with his pillow and turned away from Sasuke's voice.
"Go away. I'm asleep."
Sasuke kicked Naruto out of the bed, and sent his blonde kin tumbling onto the floor. Naruto got up and glared red hot death at Sasuke.
"What in the hell was that for, y'know?!"
"Get up. It's important. A mission," Sasuke stated, hard as steel. Naruto sat up, suddenly alert.
"What, is the village under attack?!" Naruto asked. Sasuke shook his head.
"No, it's an important mission for the clan," he said. "We need to get ready, now."
"What kind of mission though?" Naruto asked, though he was already getting up and heading to the closet. Sasuke did sound deathly serious, so he might as well take it just as seriously.
"It concerns clan politics within Konoha," Sasuke replied as Naruto pulled on his usual orange outfit. Naruto grumbled a bit in annoyance at the Uchiha fans Sasuke had added to his jacket-That was just annoying!
"That sounds boring," Naruto declared.
"It isn't. It concerns the future of the clan and we need to take it seriously. I need you," Sasuke said grimly. Naruto held back a sigh. Okay, yes, he was irritated at being woken up at Oh Fuck No o'clock but his only family was asking.
"Fine," Naruto relied, and pulled on his sandals. He gestured to Sasuke. "Lead the way, Sasuke!"
Sasuke glared with his Sharingan eyes. Naruto coughed.
"I mean... Sasuke-Nii-san?"
"That's right," Sasuke said, smiling broadly. Naruto shuddered.
That's still creepy no matter how often I see it...
Sasuke handed Naruto some bars that smelled of chocolate and bananas. Naruto blinked.
"What are these?" He asked.
"Breakfast bars. My mom's recipe," Sasuke replied. "Eat on the way-And remember to chew!" He jumped out the window. Naruto grumbled.
"And remember to chew! Hmph!" He wolfed the bars down, just to spite Sasuke, as he leaped out after him into the still dark.
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Sasuke led Naruto to a tailor's shop in the village downtown. There, an old lady was waiting. While she sneered just a little at Naruto, she nevertheless got to work on measuring him in front of several mirrors. Naruto looked over at Sasuke in confusion.
"Um, what does this have to do with the mission?" Naruto asked.
"We need to be dressed properly," Sasuke said.
"So, we're going undercover at a castle to save a princess or something?" Naruto asked. He winced as the woman poked him with her needle. "OW! Watch it!"
"Stop squirming so much," she grumbled.
"Something like that," Sasuke said with a nod.
- - -
An hour of being poked and prodded and finally, Naruto and Sasuke left the shop. Naruto was in a traditional white and blue hakama, as was Sasuke. They leaped from building to building, Naruto following Sasuke's lead. They finally came to a rather nice hotel, and landed at the front entrance. Sasuke adjusted his own clothes, and then immediately began fussing over Naruto's.
"You need to look your best," Sasuke insisted, brushing off Naruto's shoulders. The blonde batted his hands away in annoyance.
"Seriously?! Why? What are we doing here?!" Naruto demanded. Sasuke led Naruto to a small room, the hotel attendants opening the sliding doors for them. Naruto looked into the room, away from the never satisfied Sasuke-And blinked.
There were several people in the room, all in traditional or formal garb. Most of them were Hyuuga, including the head himself-Hiashi Hyuuga, as Naruto recalled. And they all shared a deathly serious expression... Save for a beautiful, shy looking girl in a beautiful kimono sitting on the other side of a low table. Naruto blinked.
"Eh? Hinata?" Naruto asked. He looked around more. He could see Sakura (looking very nice in a formal suit jacket and skirt, but also smiling uncomfortably) Kakashi-sensei (who was in his usual clothing, and eye smiling like Christmas had come early) and Iruka-sensei (who looked exasperated).
What the hell was going on?
Sasuke pushed Naruto forward, and then pushed him to sit down on the other side of the table. He then sat down alongside Naruto. Hinata looked up briefly, blushed as bright red as a tomato, and then looked back down.
"You took your time, Uchiha-san," Hiashi observed.
"An Uchiha is always worth waiting on," Sasuke replied coolly. "Besides, your daughter is the one who needs to prove she's marriage material for my kinsman."
Naruto blinked. He blinked again.
"Marriage material?" He managed. "What the hell kind of mission is this?!"
Sasuke nodded.
"This is a mission to ensure the future of the Uchiha clan, and as such I must make sure you marry a proper woman-NARUTO GET BACK HERE!"
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