Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Tomorrow That Never Comes ❯ Chapter 9: Mood Ring ( Chapter 9 )
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By: Xander B 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.27.2008 | Updated On: 07.10.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 444 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.27.2008 | Updated On: 07.10.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 444 | Status: Completed
Tomorrow That Never Comes
Warnings:
“I remember the blue skies, walking the blockI loved it when you held me highI loved to hear you talkYou would take me to the movieYou would take me to the beachTake me to a place inside that is so hard to reach”
- 'Father of Mine' by Everclear
Chapter 9: Mood Ring
Haru sits high upon my shoulders as I walk towards the old training grounds, her hands in my hair as usual. I am smiling as I take her to train for the first time. She is fidgeting with excitement. I bounce her on my shoulders a bit as we make our way to the plush grounds. It's been so long since I've been here last, years to be exact. Haru tugs on my hair reflexively in her excitement as she catches sight of the training yard, the gigantic wooden beams sticking up out of the infinite green, chunks missing from each of them from the beatings they endure daily. I set Haru down gently, her eyes growing round in awe at the huge training area.
She looks up at me and I can't help but smile down at her. Her hair's been pulled back into a bun, pink flower bobbles sticking out from the tightly wound knot, courtesy of Naruto; I'm not much good at doing her hair. I watch as she explores the grounds curiously. Naruto and I had went shopping yesterday and picked up some tights for her and a lavender coloured tunic which I'd had the seamstress at the shop sew the Uchiha fan on the back and Naruto's spiral on the front. She looks adorable in it. I follow after her as she wanders the grounds.
I am unprepared when I am slammed back against one of the many beams. I open my eyes only to meet the heated lavender glare of one Hyuuga Neji. His hands twist in the front of my shirt and I resist the urge to cough forcefully. I let my eyes stare back into his indifferently.
“What do you want Hyuuga?” I ask, my voice rasping with the lack of air. He slams me against the log again.
“Why are you back traitor?” His voice is deadly cold and rage permeates from his entire body.
“To give my daughter a good education.” I reply softly, emotionless in the face of his anger.
“Ah, yes, I'd heard you had a child, not that we need anymore Uchihas in the world, since all of the ones we have seem to turn into traitors. How long before she's one too?” He speaks maliciously. As he insults my daughter, I can feel myself becoming angry, my normally onyx eyes bleeding to crimson. He looks taken aback.
“Otou-san!” It's Haru's voice that tears my attention away from the man pinning me to the hard beam. I struggle against him. Before I am able to break free, Neji is cursing and moving away from me. I look around frantically for my daughter, my eyes finally coming to rest on her standing in a fighting stance behind Neji, a kunai held in her tiny hand defensively, blood staining its surface. I glance between Neji who is clutching a bleeding thigh wound and my daughter incredulously.
“Don't you touch my Otou-san!” Haru spits at the long-haired Hyuuga furiously, brandishing the kunai threateningly. Neji looks completely unnerved, as if he has no idea how to deal with such a small child with a dangerous weapon held in her hands. Before I can stop myself, I burst out laughing. The situation is far too amusing. Hyuuga, an ANBU captain has just been injured by my three year old as she attempted to rescue me from him.
Neji looks between Haru and I several times before standing down. He seems confused for a moment. I don't think he was expecting to be injured today. His brow furrows in thought before he attempts to speak.
“You really do have a daughter?” He asks, shock apparent in his voice. I didn't realize that some of the villagers and shinobi may question whether or not my daughter is real. I merely nod, the answer is obvious.
“I thought-” He stops whatever comment he is about to make and bows to me, “I apologize Uchiha, I was mistaken. I had thought that you had been making an excuse to come back to the village. I hadn't realized.” He glanced back at Haru for a moment before continuing, “You'll have to keep an eye on her, she seems to be taking after you Uchihas after all. She' s hardly more than three years isn't she and she wields a kunai like a proper Koinichi should.” He compliments. Haru looks thoroughly flabbergasted as the man she'd dubbed as an enemy compliments her. She drops her stance, looking at me for guidance. I assume that Hyuuga has finished with his tantrum and motion for her to come closer. She moves to stand in front of me.
“Do all of you feel this way, that I am a traitor?” I ask, not realizing that my sharingan still spins in my eyes. The tug at my sleeve brings my attention to my daughter and she reaches to touch my temple lightly as I bend to level with her. As her delicate fingertips brush over my eyelid, I realize what it is she's doing. I repress my bloodline, scarlet fading back to black as I watch her. She smiles and hugs me, the kunai lying on the ground, forgotten. Hyuuga tilts his head to the side curiously.
“You're like a different man Uchiha. When did you change?” He inquires, ignoring my previous question. I pick up Haru and look back at him. Can't he tell? He nods after a moment. He limps slightly as he moves to get a good look at Haru. She stares back at him defiantly. I hold back a smile. The wound on his leg oozes blood sluggishly. I shake my head and set Haru back on the ground.
“Hyuuga, do you have any bandages? I'll bandages your leg for you if you want.” I offer ruefully. He looks surprised, well as surprised as I've even seen him. Then he is reaching into the pouch on his vest, pulling out a role of gauze bandages. I smirk and take them from him. I wrap his wound quickly. He nods in thanks before making a hasty exit. I smile as I watch him leave. He was always an odd one. I guess I've gained his respect once again.
After Hyuuga left, I walk Haru through some simple katas and teach her to throw kunai. She isn't half bad, but her aim needs a little work. She is so determined to become a brilliant ninja. I smile as I watch her going through the katas over and over, sweat soaking her small forehead. Another chakra, an unfamiliar one approaches and I wait to see who it is.
Haru stops as she senses the chakra as well, looking around for its source. I smile as I watch her. The source of the chakra makes himself known after a few moments, coming out of the trees. I am caught off guard at the striking resemblance that the guy bares to myself. He's wearing a ridiculous outfit, his shirt riding up so far on his chest that you can see his whole midriff and even his pants are low, showing groin lines. It seems so impractical. I don't recognize him, but he seems to recognize me as he meanders towards Haru and I.
“So you're the one dickless and the old hag were looking for.” His says monotonously. I raise an eyebrow at the language he uses.
“What are you talking about? Who are you?” I ask, my voice low so as not to alert Haru.
“I am Sai. And you are Uchiha Sasuke, are you not?”I just nod, watching him.
“What do you want?” I demand, becoming annoyed with his nonchalant attitude.
“You seem to have more of a penis than Naruto. Don't you know that I was sent to assassinate you once?” He asks. I shake my head.
“I don't know and nor do I care about that. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to take my daughter home.” I say curtly before moving to scoop up Haru and take her home.
“See you around Sasuke.” I catch his voice as I walk away, but ignore it, gritting my teeth at the fact that he'd used my first name without permission. What an annoying guy.
The trip home was quick since I carried Haru and hopped houses instead of walking. I slam the door in my foul mood as I set Haru down. She jumps slightly, not sure what to do about my anger. I kneel down to speak directly to her.
“I'm sorry sweetheart, can you go and run yourself a bath. Otou-san's not in a very good mood at the moment, but it's not your fault, okay?” I say, my hands on her petite shoulders. She nods and quickly dashes to the bathroom. I hear the water running after a moment.
After a few moments, I stand up straight and move to grab a towel for Haru and make my way to the bathroom to help her wash her hair. As I make my way to the bathroom, I can vaguely hear Naruto enter the house, calling out as he does. Before I can blink, Haru has streaked passed me completely nude, leaving a trail of water and bubbles in her wake. I am frozen for a moment, before Naruto's exclaim of surprise as Haru pounces on him. I laugh as I see him on his back, his clothes becoming increasingly wet as Haru sits her naked rear on his chest. He looks at me pleadingly, not sure what to do with the situation.
I chuckle, my bad mood effectively lifted. “Haru, back in the tub please. Chichiue and I will come and help you wash your hair in a minute.” I say and she pouts before she dejectedly goes back to the bath. I shake my head and smile at Naruto who in turn smile lopsidedly at me in return. I move to help him up, pulling him in for a passion-filled kiss as soon as he's back on his feet. I can feel him smile into it.
As we break apart, I breath a contented sigh. “Come on upstairs for a few minutes. Haru needs help washing her hair.” I say quietly moving towards the stairs. He follows after me.
“How was her training today?” He asks curiously. I smile as I recall her determination.
“Well, she did well with the katas. Her aim with the kunais needs work, but she'll get better with practice. Oh she injured Neji today too.” I say, watching as Naruto's blue eyes get round with interest.
“So that's what happened. I saw him at the hospital when I went to see Sakura today. He was refusing to tell the nurses what had happened.” He says, laughter lighting up in his eyes as he spoke. I smile and enter the bathroom. Haru is playing with the ridiculous amount of bubbles she's made in the water. I shake my head and motion for Naruto to sit on the toilet lid as I move to get the bottle of shampoo for Haru's hair.
“Haru are you ready to get your hair washed?” I ask, holding up the bottle for her to see. She nods. I pour a small amount of the slippery substance on my hand and maneuver myself so that I can lather it into the dark locks on her head.
“Otou-san, what's a penis?” She asks suddenly as I am about to rinse the sweet-smelling suds from her hair. I nearly fall into the tub with her as I am caught unprepared for the question. I can hear Naruto choking behind me. I knew this day would come.
TBC...
Hope you all enjoyed.
Warnings:
“I remember the blue skies, walking the blockI loved it when you held me highI loved to hear you talkYou would take me to the movieYou would take me to the beachTake me to a place inside that is so hard to reach”
- 'Father of Mine' by Everclear
Chapter 9: Mood Ring
Haru sits high upon my shoulders as I walk towards the old training grounds, her hands in my hair as usual. I am smiling as I take her to train for the first time. She is fidgeting with excitement. I bounce her on my shoulders a bit as we make our way to the plush grounds. It's been so long since I've been here last, years to be exact. Haru tugs on my hair reflexively in her excitement as she catches sight of the training yard, the gigantic wooden beams sticking up out of the infinite green, chunks missing from each of them from the beatings they endure daily. I set Haru down gently, her eyes growing round in awe at the huge training area.
She looks up at me and I can't help but smile down at her. Her hair's been pulled back into a bun, pink flower bobbles sticking out from the tightly wound knot, courtesy of Naruto; I'm not much good at doing her hair. I watch as she explores the grounds curiously. Naruto and I had went shopping yesterday and picked up some tights for her and a lavender coloured tunic which I'd had the seamstress at the shop sew the Uchiha fan on the back and Naruto's spiral on the front. She looks adorable in it. I follow after her as she wanders the grounds.
I am unprepared when I am slammed back against one of the many beams. I open my eyes only to meet the heated lavender glare of one Hyuuga Neji. His hands twist in the front of my shirt and I resist the urge to cough forcefully. I let my eyes stare back into his indifferently.
“What do you want Hyuuga?” I ask, my voice rasping with the lack of air. He slams me against the log again.
“Why are you back traitor?” His voice is deadly cold and rage permeates from his entire body.
“To give my daughter a good education.” I reply softly, emotionless in the face of his anger.
“Ah, yes, I'd heard you had a child, not that we need anymore Uchihas in the world, since all of the ones we have seem to turn into traitors. How long before she's one too?” He speaks maliciously. As he insults my daughter, I can feel myself becoming angry, my normally onyx eyes bleeding to crimson. He looks taken aback.
“Otou-san!” It's Haru's voice that tears my attention away from the man pinning me to the hard beam. I struggle against him. Before I am able to break free, Neji is cursing and moving away from me. I look around frantically for my daughter, my eyes finally coming to rest on her standing in a fighting stance behind Neji, a kunai held in her tiny hand defensively, blood staining its surface. I glance between Neji who is clutching a bleeding thigh wound and my daughter incredulously.
“Don't you touch my Otou-san!” Haru spits at the long-haired Hyuuga furiously, brandishing the kunai threateningly. Neji looks completely unnerved, as if he has no idea how to deal with such a small child with a dangerous weapon held in her hands. Before I can stop myself, I burst out laughing. The situation is far too amusing. Hyuuga, an ANBU captain has just been injured by my three year old as she attempted to rescue me from him.
Neji looks between Haru and I several times before standing down. He seems confused for a moment. I don't think he was expecting to be injured today. His brow furrows in thought before he attempts to speak.
“You really do have a daughter?” He asks, shock apparent in his voice. I didn't realize that some of the villagers and shinobi may question whether or not my daughter is real. I merely nod, the answer is obvious.
“I thought-” He stops whatever comment he is about to make and bows to me, “I apologize Uchiha, I was mistaken. I had thought that you had been making an excuse to come back to the village. I hadn't realized.” He glanced back at Haru for a moment before continuing, “You'll have to keep an eye on her, she seems to be taking after you Uchihas after all. She' s hardly more than three years isn't she and she wields a kunai like a proper Koinichi should.” He compliments. Haru looks thoroughly flabbergasted as the man she'd dubbed as an enemy compliments her. She drops her stance, looking at me for guidance. I assume that Hyuuga has finished with his tantrum and motion for her to come closer. She moves to stand in front of me.
“Do all of you feel this way, that I am a traitor?” I ask, not realizing that my sharingan still spins in my eyes. The tug at my sleeve brings my attention to my daughter and she reaches to touch my temple lightly as I bend to level with her. As her delicate fingertips brush over my eyelid, I realize what it is she's doing. I repress my bloodline, scarlet fading back to black as I watch her. She smiles and hugs me, the kunai lying on the ground, forgotten. Hyuuga tilts his head to the side curiously.
“You're like a different man Uchiha. When did you change?” He inquires, ignoring my previous question. I pick up Haru and look back at him. Can't he tell? He nods after a moment. He limps slightly as he moves to get a good look at Haru. She stares back at him defiantly. I hold back a smile. The wound on his leg oozes blood sluggishly. I shake my head and set Haru back on the ground.
“Hyuuga, do you have any bandages? I'll bandages your leg for you if you want.” I offer ruefully. He looks surprised, well as surprised as I've even seen him. Then he is reaching into the pouch on his vest, pulling out a role of gauze bandages. I smirk and take them from him. I wrap his wound quickly. He nods in thanks before making a hasty exit. I smile as I watch him leave. He was always an odd one. I guess I've gained his respect once again.
After Hyuuga left, I walk Haru through some simple katas and teach her to throw kunai. She isn't half bad, but her aim needs a little work. She is so determined to become a brilliant ninja. I smile as I watch her going through the katas over and over, sweat soaking her small forehead. Another chakra, an unfamiliar one approaches and I wait to see who it is.
Haru stops as she senses the chakra as well, looking around for its source. I smile as I watch her. The source of the chakra makes himself known after a few moments, coming out of the trees. I am caught off guard at the striking resemblance that the guy bares to myself. He's wearing a ridiculous outfit, his shirt riding up so far on his chest that you can see his whole midriff and even his pants are low, showing groin lines. It seems so impractical. I don't recognize him, but he seems to recognize me as he meanders towards Haru and I.
“So you're the one dickless and the old hag were looking for.” His says monotonously. I raise an eyebrow at the language he uses.
“What are you talking about? Who are you?” I ask, my voice low so as not to alert Haru.
“I am Sai. And you are Uchiha Sasuke, are you not?”I just nod, watching him.
“What do you want?” I demand, becoming annoyed with his nonchalant attitude.
“You seem to have more of a penis than Naruto. Don't you know that I was sent to assassinate you once?” He asks. I shake my head.
“I don't know and nor do I care about that. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to take my daughter home.” I say curtly before moving to scoop up Haru and take her home.
“See you around Sasuke.” I catch his voice as I walk away, but ignore it, gritting my teeth at the fact that he'd used my first name without permission. What an annoying guy.
The trip home was quick since I carried Haru and hopped houses instead of walking. I slam the door in my foul mood as I set Haru down. She jumps slightly, not sure what to do about my anger. I kneel down to speak directly to her.
“I'm sorry sweetheart, can you go and run yourself a bath. Otou-san's not in a very good mood at the moment, but it's not your fault, okay?” I say, my hands on her petite shoulders. She nods and quickly dashes to the bathroom. I hear the water running after a moment.
After a few moments, I stand up straight and move to grab a towel for Haru and make my way to the bathroom to help her wash her hair. As I make my way to the bathroom, I can vaguely hear Naruto enter the house, calling out as he does. Before I can blink, Haru has streaked passed me completely nude, leaving a trail of water and bubbles in her wake. I am frozen for a moment, before Naruto's exclaim of surprise as Haru pounces on him. I laugh as I see him on his back, his clothes becoming increasingly wet as Haru sits her naked rear on his chest. He looks at me pleadingly, not sure what to do with the situation.
I chuckle, my bad mood effectively lifted. “Haru, back in the tub please. Chichiue and I will come and help you wash your hair in a minute.” I say and she pouts before she dejectedly goes back to the bath. I shake my head and smile at Naruto who in turn smile lopsidedly at me in return. I move to help him up, pulling him in for a passion-filled kiss as soon as he's back on his feet. I can feel him smile into it.
As we break apart, I breath a contented sigh. “Come on upstairs for a few minutes. Haru needs help washing her hair.” I say quietly moving towards the stairs. He follows after me.
“How was her training today?” He asks curiously. I smile as I recall her determination.
“Well, she did well with the katas. Her aim with the kunais needs work, but she'll get better with practice. Oh she injured Neji today too.” I say, watching as Naruto's blue eyes get round with interest.
“So that's what happened. I saw him at the hospital when I went to see Sakura today. He was refusing to tell the nurses what had happened.” He says, laughter lighting up in his eyes as he spoke. I smile and enter the bathroom. Haru is playing with the ridiculous amount of bubbles she's made in the water. I shake my head and motion for Naruto to sit on the toilet lid as I move to get the bottle of shampoo for Haru's hair.
“Haru are you ready to get your hair washed?” I ask, holding up the bottle for her to see. She nods. I pour a small amount of the slippery substance on my hand and maneuver myself so that I can lather it into the dark locks on her head.
“Otou-san, what's a penis?” She asks suddenly as I am about to rinse the sweet-smelling suds from her hair. I nearly fall into the tub with her as I am caught unprepared for the question. I can hear Naruto choking behind me. I knew this day would come.
TBC...
Hope you all enjoyed.