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Assistant: Title: A Wild Night
        Author: BigE2955 undefined 
        Chapter: 9/17 
        Summary: 'Naruko has been isolated for nearly her entire life. Sasuke feels isolated from everyone, even his family. One night, they meet... and spark a relationship that will shake the foundations of the Elemental Nations.' Sasu/Fem! Naru Romance/Adventure, contains numerous graphic lemons. Rated M for a reason.
        Contents: Chapter 9
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  Naruko’s relationship with her father had always been fairly close. Sure, she didn’t share his family name - the Uzumakis, being a distinguished (if near extinct) clan, took precedence over a no prestige, no history name like ’Namikaze’, whose only significant member was Minato himself.

  They were father and daughter after all. Alike in appearance - from the shockingly blonde hair that Naruko had inherited from Minato, to those bright blue eyes that had entranced many a man and woman alike. Perhaps their personalities were vastly different, Naruko having inherited Kushina’s more boisterous yet bubbly nature while Minato tended to be the ’cool and silent’ type around others that weren’t his family. Regardless, their father-daughter relationship was very tightly knit. Every chance that he could take to get away from his grueling duties as Hokage, Minato tried to spend it with his daughter. He read her stories at night when she was young, instructed her on shinobi basics when he could (though it seemed to go in one ear and out the other with her), and always went out of his way to make her feel as happy and safe as she possibly could.

  And… well, more importantly than anything, Naruko and Minato had never kept any secrets from each other… at least, as far as Naruko was aware. The Kyuubi, to her knowledge, had been the one exception - and she could excuse that, for trying to explain to a little girl why she had been sentenced to a life as a demon’s vessel could be a rather daunting task for even the legendary Yondaime Hokage.

  But now, Naruko was keeping possibly the worst thing that she possibly could keep from Minato… the fact that she had a boyfriend. And even more dreadful than that, she had a boyfriend that had - at least, Minato would probably try to claim - ’spoiled her innocence’. All night long, with her encouraging him all the way, though she doubted that her father would see it that way; if anything, that would only make it worse.

  She watched as her father let out a sigh, running a hand through his blonde hair, rubbing the dark skin beneath his eyes. Once, she remembered, he had been so lively and active - able to juggle the turmoil of being Hokage, and of being a father with little to no effort. Nowadays… he came home later and later. And though he still acted the same… both Naruko and Kushina noticed how nearly two decades of being Hokage were finally starting to catch up to the legendary Yondaime.

  Her legs swung freely beneath her. The window sill perhaps wasn’t the most comfortable place to sit - but it provided her with a good view of the office at large. From the ANBU who were artfully concealed just outside - shimmering underneath carefully woven genjutsu - to the mounds upon mounds of paperwork that mounted her father’s desk.

  Naruko let out a sigh, blowing a curl of blonde hair out of her eye.

  It was quiet, aside from the near constant scribbling of Minato’s pen. For once in her life, Naruko wasn’t here to talk the ear off of everyone in the room… rather, she just wanted to spend some time with her father.

  Carefully, Naruko eased herself off of the window sill. With her long legs, it took her less than five steps to cross the distance between her and Minato’s desk. She stepped behind it, setting her head down on her father’s shoulder.

  “What are you up to, tou-san?” Naruko asked cheerfully, a cheeky grin curling her plump and full lips.

  Minato sighed. “A few merchants based out of the Land of Grass are looking to open up a store here in Konoha.” he said, his hand having not paused for even an instant in his current activity - writing a rather lengthy letter. “Unfortunately, this particular group is known for some rather… unsavory business practices.”

  “Like?” Naruko poised the question almost playfully.

  “The usual.” Minato drawled. “Extortion, foul play, smuggling… and a few cases of assault where the witnesses mysteriously decided to not cooperate. Nothing in the realm of 
  
    murder
  
  … but I wouldn’t put it past them.”

  “So you’re not going to let them into the village, right?” Naruko said.

  “Oh, I’m going to let them into the village.”

  “Really?”

  “Mmm hmm.” Minato grunted. “And I’m going to put a few shinobi to watch them around the clock. If they break any laws while they’re in Konoha, I’ll have them arrested and tossed into the dungeons before you could say ‘dattebayo’.”

  “Oh!” Naruko said. “I see… so, you’re like… setting them up?”

  “Not really.” Minato said. “If they want to break the law, they can suffer the consequences. On the off chance that they decide to be smart and play by the rules in Konoha, that’s a nice boon to economy. It’s a win-win, really.” He sighed. “Now… Naruko… what’s the real reason you’re in here? I know you really aren’t interested in merchant guilds and such.”

  Naruko blinked. “Hey…!” she muttered. “I could so totally be interested in merchant guilds, tou-san. What do you take me for?”

  “Your mother’s daughter.” Minato said, grinning in that sly way of his. “And trust me… Kushina would rather have the Kyuubi resealed inside of her than have to listen to me go on and on about merchants and politics.”

  Naruko rolled her eyes. “Finnee.” she said, drawing the word out. “Why are you going to call me out just for wanting to spend time with my dear, dear tou-san?” she said. She wrapped har arms around him in a tight hug.

  This time, it was Minato’s turn to roll his eyes. “The only time you 
  
    want
  
   to spend time with me is if I offer you Ichiraku’s in return.” he said.

  This time, Naruko took a step back, huffing indignantly. “Hmph!” she said. “I just want to spend some time with my tou-san, 
  
    no strings attached
  
  , and you insult me like this?” Regardless of her fabricated ‘anger’, she was unable to help the grin that stretched her lips. “So unlike the Yondaime Hokage that 
  
    I
  
   know.”

  She took another step back… this time in mild fear, for she did not like that look in her father’s eye. “So… you want to spend time with me, huh?” Minato said, smirking mischievously. “Here.” he picked up a stack of papers, and shoved them into her arms. “Take care of these for me, will you?”

  Naruko blanched. “P-paperwork?” she said, as if Minato had shoved a stick of live dynamite into her hands. She stared down at it, her eyes the size of dinner plates.

  “Sure!” Minato said, with false cheerfulness. “You want to be Hokage some day, right? Why don’t you get started by helping your ‘dear, dear tou-san’ with some of his work today?”

  If someone were to look at Naruko in that very moment,  they wouldn’t even know that her skin was a natural tan - so pale she had become, looking more like a ghost (or Sasuke, she feverishly thought) then anything.

  “I- uh, um… er… ugh… I-” She shoved the paperwork back onto the desk. “I-I’m good, tou-san!” Naruko chirped, her voice sounding strained. “I think I’ll… um… go pay a visit to Ichiraku’s… yeah! Bye!” And with that, she practically flew out of the window, so fast that Minato thought for a split second that she had somehow copied his most famous jutsu.

  
    ‘Works every time.’
  
   Minato thought, stretching his back, running a hand through his spiky hair. With a jerk of his hand, and a scooting forward of his chair, he set back to work.

  ---

  The book in his hand closed with a 
  
    snap
  
  .

  Sasuke let out a sigh.

  Sometimes, he could admit, he felt a little… isolated. He wasn’t a social creature, not like his mother or (to an extent) Shisui, and nowhere near the level of Naruko. He preferred to sit in a comfortable silence, rather than talk endlessly about menial things. Even when he was surrounded by family, he preferred to be a silent presence - only chiming in when he had something important to contribute, answering his mother’s questions with short, two or three word answers that served to drop him from the conversation for a few blissful minutes.

  Really, in recent memory the only times Sasuke had 
  
    really
  
   wanted to talk to someone, it was Naruko. And to be honest with himself, the reason for that was obvious - out of everyone he’d ever known, 
  
    she
  
   was most certainly the most unique, the most… interesting. Not to mention it paid to have a lot of conversations with the person you regularly slept with.

  He groaned, easing himself off of his couch, surveying his living room almost blandly. Tossing the book he had been reading - a detailed account of one of the Second Shinobi World War’s major battles - onto the table, he walked to the kitchen.

  Sasuke busied himself for a moment, pouring himself a glass of cold water that he drank greedily - the liquid soothing his growing thirst. He let out another groan, plunking the now empty glass onto a countertop.

  
    Knock, knock, knock.
  

  He blinked; it wasn’t late, but it wasn’t early either, and he specifically remembered Naruko telling him that she couldn’t come over today - though he might have misheard her, considering the both of them had still been basking in post-coitous afterglow at that point.

  Sasuke rubbed his head. Just in case it 
  
    wasn’t
  
   Naruko, he yanked on a shirt before he went to the door. “I’m coming!” he said, exasperated, as the knocking on the door intensified.

  He opened said door, and came face to face with violet eyes, and crimson hair so red that it almost resembled the color of his sharingan.

  “Hi.” Uzumaki Kushina said, smiling at him in a way that was obviously forced. “Do you mind if I come in?”

  Sasuke frowned. “So long as you promise not to try and… well, 
  
    kill
  
   me.” he said.

  Her smile turned into a grin. “I can’t promise that!” Kushina said, wagging a finger at him almost playfully.

  He sighed. “Fine… come in.” he said, stepping to the side, Kushina walking through the doorway and into the apartment.

  “Nice place you got here!” Kushina said, picking up the book he had been reading earlier, before setting it back down. “Very… uh… clean. 
  
    Very
  
   clean, even with a dozen shadow clones I wouldn’t be able to do work like this.”

  “Mmm… I try my best.” Sasuke said, closing and locking the door behind her. “Your daughter’s like a hurricane whenever she comes over, but I can clean up after her.”

  “That’s good to hear.” Kushina said, not so subtly clenching one of her hands at her side. “Naruko comes over here?”

  He chewed the inside of his cheek irritably - he hadn’t realized the implications of that while he had been saying it. “Yeah.” Sasuke said neutrally. “Just whenever she wants to watch a movie, or eat dinner together or something.”

  “Oh, okay.” Kushina said.

  “So… I don’t mean to be rude by asking, but why are you here?”

  She chuckled nervously. “I don’t know… I uh… well, it made a 
  
    lot
  
   more sense in my head.” Kushina said, sitting down on the couch, folding her hands in her lap.

  “Try me.” Sasuke said.

  “Well… I kinda want to get to know you, Sasuke.” Kushina admitted. “Naruko is a very… well… a very 
  
    isolated
  
   person.” She didn’t elaborate on that, but Sasuke knew the truth - a combination of her parent’s insecurity about the potential threats to her life, and the Kyuubi. “And I want to know how you, an 
  
    Uchiha
  
   of all people - no offense - managed to worm your way into being her boyfriend.”

  “Fair enough.” he said. Sasuke found a seat in a chair beside the couch, his arms folded neatly over his chest. “What do you want to know, then?”

  “How did you two meet?” Kushina asked.

  “Technically, your husband and my father inadvertently introduced us.” Sasuke said after a moment - lying through his teeth, for neither of the men had anything to do with their 
  
    true
  
   meeting. “It was at that dinner a few weeks ago.”

  Kushina’s eyes widened ever so slightly. “Oh…!” she said. “But… I didn’t notice you two talking.”

  “We talked.” Sasuke said, shrugging. In reality, he’d spent most of the night teasing her in suggestive ways. “You probably just didn’t notice.”

  She pursed her lips together. “I see.” Kushina said. “So that was when the two of you met - how did you two manage to see each other 
  
    afterwards
  
  ?” She put a lot of emphasis on that last word.

  “Again, your husband’s doing.” Sasuke said. His brain was working in overdrive, straining to come up with believable excuses in mere seconds. “He assigned Naruko-” Kushina noticed the lack of honorifics, and felt a frown curl her lips. “- to Team Seven for a day. You can ask Kakashi, or Haruno Sakura for confirmation if you want to.” He scratched his chin. “After we were done for the day... “ Sasuke paused. “Well, I asked her if she could show me that rasengan of hers again.” It was probably best to make it seem like 
  
    he
  
   had initiated the relationship. “That gave us some time to talk… and, well, the rest is history I suppose.”

  “Hmm.” Kushina said. “That sounds… nice.” she admitted, her head tilted to the side. “I hope you two didn’t take advantage of that alone time to do 
  
    other
  
   things.” Kushina said significantly, a fiery look in her eyes.

  Sasuke frowned. “No.” he said. “Of course not.”

  “Of course.” Kushina murmured, nodding her head. Perhaps she had believed him about their ‘meeting’, which was omitting the drunken screw they had the night before the dinner, but it seemed that Kushina wasn’t naive enough to believe that their relationship hadn’t progressed past simple hugs and kisses.

  
    Knock, knock, knock.
  

  Sasuke wasn’t expecting any more visitors.

  
    ‘Oh no.’
  
   he thought.

  When Naruko showed up unannounced, it was for one of two things - one was ramen, and the other was for something that began with s and ended with x. And typically wound up with them flushed, gasping, and feeling really, 
  
    really
  
   good; though Sasuke imagined he wouldn’t feel that good if Naruko jumped him in the foyer, and started tearing his clothes off without realizing the presence of her mother. Which was very much possible.

  “Expecting someone?” Kushina said, flashing him a sickly sweet smile.

  “Yes.” he lied.

  Sasuke stood, and swept across the room to the front door. He swallowed, and then 
  
    yanked
  
   the door open. Blue eyes, blonde hair, whiskered cheeks, and a grin so wide that he was surprised her jaw hadn’t dislocated.

  “Sasuke!” Naruko said, leaping forward, Sasuke recoiling from what just 
  
    had
  
   to be a patented tackle hug that would have brought him to his knees had he not been expecting it.

  “Naruko.” Sasuke said. “I’m- er… sorry that I’m not ready for our… date, yet.”

  That stopped her. “Date?” she said, blinking at him.

  “Date.” Sasuke said. “Your mother… um… decided to pay a visit.”

  Naruko swiveled around so fast that he was surprised her head wasn’t unscrewed. “Kaa-san!” Naruko said, joyfully, though both Sasuke and Kushina saw the worried look on her face.

  In the meantime, Kushina had stood up. “Naru-chan,” Kushina said, and Naruko flinched - for Naru-chan was a nickname that was reserved only for dark times.

  After all, Kushina and Naruko were both cut from the same loaf. And back in the day, when she and Minato had been dating, there was only 
  
    one
  
   way she had greeted her now-husband before a night that was sure to end with a bit of baby making. If you had put Kushina’s greeting back then, and Naruko’s greeting just moments ago side by side, the only difference would be the name they had shouted.

  “You two were going on a date?” Kushina said. “Where?”

  “Ichiraku’s.” Naruko said quickly.

  Sasuke had to stop himself from frowning. Kushina looked between them, left and right, violet eyes burrowing into both dark and blue pairs. And then-

  She laughed. “Like mother, like daughter.” Kushina said, clapping Naruko on the shoulder. “You know, me and Minato’s first five dates were 
  
    all
  
   to that place. You wouldn’t believe what old Teuchi-chan looked like when his hair wasn’t gray.”

  Relief flooded through both Sasuke and Naruko. “The first 
  
    five
  
   dates, hmm?” Sasuke said, smirking at Naruko. “We haven’t been to Ichiraku’s that many times yet… I can’t even imagine what my finances would look like if we had.”

  “Hey!” Naruko said, pointing an accusing finger at him. “Just ‘cuz 
  
    I
  
   don’t indulge in your stupid tomato fixation, and you want to indulge in my ramen one doesn’t mean anything!”

  “Indulge?” Sasuke said. “Have you been sneaking words out of the thesaurus again?”

  “Why, you…!”

  Kushina laughed once more. “I know you two are going on a date and all…” she said. “But you wouldn’t mind if I tagged along, would you?”

  Sasuke and Naruko exchanged a glance. “Well… we tend to… disguise ourselves.” Naruko said.

  “Why?” Kushina asked.

  “We aren’t keen on the village knowing about our relationship.” Sasuke said. “Your reaction was mild… but I can’t even imagine what my mother, or what my brother would do if they found out I had a girlfriend.”

  “Or tou-san!” Naruko chimed in. “I mean, he was moody for 
  
    months
  
   the first time I got my period, I can’t even think about what he would do if he found out about Sasuke!” Kushina grinned - the legendary Yondaime acting like a prissy drama queen because his ‘baby girl was growing up’ had been deeply amusing. Sasuke merely flushed slightly, though he played it off.

  “That’s fair.” Kushina said. “But who says I can’t just disguise myself alongside you two?”

  They exchanged yet another glance. “Alright!” Naruko said.

  In unison, the three of them formed a seal. A trio of smoke clouds appeared - though they disappeared fast. The three of them were deeply transformed… Sasuke and Naruko assuming their typical ‘disguise’ forms: Sasuke’s hairs becoming turquoise, his eyes turning brown, his face softening. Naruko’s whiskers disappeared, her skin turning pale, blue eyes becoming a sharp green and blonde hair twisting into a shorter, mousy brown.

  Kushina had taken on a facsimile of Uchiha Mikoto - black hair, black eyes, though the structure of the face was different, and her chin was a good deal sharper. She 
  
    did
  
   change the way her hair was cut though, making it appear more as a high ponytail (something Mikoto would never wear in the village), to further increase the differences.

  “Let’s go!” Kushina chirped. “Sasuke’s paying, right?”

  “Yup!” Naruko said.

  He frowned. “What?”

  Twenty minutes later, and Sasuke was already having to 
  
    severely
  
   alter his budget for the next month. 
  
    ‘There aren’t many A-ranks around as of late,’
  
   he thought, chewing the inside of his cheek almost bitterly. 
  
    ‘I’ll have to take on a few B-ranks. Rent, utilities, I’ve already got the money set aside for those, but I still need food and the upkeep for my equipment in general…’
  

  Before his very eyes, however, his funds were quickly dwindling. He felt helpless - because honestly, if he were to revoke the privilege of free ramen from Kushina and Naruko, he’d likely end up half dead in a bombed out crater outside the shop, his wallet stolen and his girlfriend and her mother happily spending 
  
    all
  
   of his cash at Ichiraku’s, instead of just a third of it.

  He rubbed his nose, staring down at his second empty bowl. While beside him, Kushina and Naruko combined had piled up enough empty bowls of ramen that it appeared as if three dozen people had passed through the shop.

  Teuchi flashed him a sympathetic smile. “What do you want for your third bowl?” he asked softly, Sasuke hardly able to hear what he was saying over the sound of slurping.

  “Whatever you have that has tomatoes in it.” Sasuke groaned. “And triple the number of tomatoes while you’re at it.”

  “You got it.”

  They didn’t get much talking done. In fact, most of Naruko and Sasuke’s supposed ‘date’ was spent with the latter wallowing in despair. However, it was apparent that Kushina’s opinion of Sasuke had increased immensely by the end of it - for, when she departed, she clapped Sasuke on the shoulder, flashed him a small smile, and walked off, having already said goodbye to Naruko.

  “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Naruko said, beaming happily. They were still in disguise - and Naruko had seized Sasuke’s hand, intent on leading him back to his apartment.

  “You said that you weren’t going to come over today.” Sasuke observed.

  “I know.” she said. “But tou-san kicked me out of his office, and I didn’t have anything else to do. Besides,” Naruko flashed him a cheeky grin. “You aren’t 
  
    disappointed
  
   for me to want to spend some time with you?”

  “Of course not.” Sasuke said.

  “Good.” Naruko said. “Now - 
  
    what
  
   was my mother doing in your apartment, Sasuke? You two weren’t up to anything…” She drifted off, but the implication was clear.

  Sasuke spluttered. “What?” he said, astounded. “No! She- what made you think of 
  
    that
  
  ?”

  She shrugged. “A strong, handsome young man.” Naruko said dreamily. “A middle aged, beautiful woman. I think ero-sennin’s written like 
  
    five
  
   novels with that premise.”

  He groaned. “Nothing of the sort happened.” Sasuke said. “She… um… well, she wanted to know how the two of us met.”

  Naruko stopped dead in her tracks. “You didn’t tell her the truth, did you?” she asked, wide eyed.

  “No.” Sasuke said, firmly, and Naruko breathed a sigh of relief. “That’d be a death sentence for both of us.” To think, Kushina finding out that Naruko had not only gone out to a bar, but had gotten drunk and went home with a (at the time) near stranger… yeah, that was a secret that they would have to take to their grave.

  
    ‘Hopefully,’
  
   Sasuke thought. 
  
    ‘Shisui can keep his mouth shut as well.’
  

  “Good.” Naruko thought, shaking her head. “Just… good. Woo! You almost gave me a heart attack there, ‘suke.” she said, clutching her chest. “I mean, I don’t like keeping secrets from my parents and all, but there’s some things that need to stay private, ya know?”

  “Uh… yeah.”

  Secrets.

  “Naruko.” Sasuke said suddenly, and his tone of voice caught her off guard. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

  She stopped dead for the second time in so many minutes. This time, Naruko turned fully to face him - her eyes so earnest that he could mentally replace the mud brown of her henge with the bright blue he had come to know so well.

  “Is… everything alright?” Naruko asked, her voice decidedly anxious.

  “There’s something that… I’ve been keeping from you.” Sasuke said. “That your parents, and Kakashi, and… 
  
    everyone
  
  ’s been keeping from you, Naruko.”

  She frowned, and that in itself made Sasuke’s chest clench uncomfortably - for the ever bright and bubbly Uzumaki Naruko should 
  
    never
  
   have to frown, and that went doubly so when she was in his presence.

  “What?” she asked, and left it at that.

  “There’s an… organization called the Akatsuki that’s after you, Naruko.” Sasuke said. “Or more specifically, after the Kyuubi.”

  “Um… so?” Naruko said. “I’m sure a ton of people want to get this fur ball.” She patted her stomach accordingly.

  “This is different.” Sasuke murmured. “These people aren’t to be trifled with - we have no idea how many of them there are… but each of them are 
  
    S
  
   rank, at the very least, and a few of them could be even Kage level. Not to mention,” He swallowed. “Not to mention the fact that they’ve already captured most of the bijuu by now. The Ichibi-”

  “The Ichibi?” Naruko said suddenly, and now there was fear in her eyes.

  Sasuke nodded.

  She took a step back, as if he had physically punched her. “There’s… but… how many of them jinchurikis have they…” Naruko stammered out.

  “At least half of them are dead already, their tailed beasts taken for… whatever the Akatsuki wants to do with them. We’re not sure about the others, but they aren’t showing any signs of remorse. If they catch you, they’ll kill you, just like the others.”

  Naruko gulped, so loud that Sasuke could hear it audibly. “And… you’ve been keeping this from me? You and tou-san, and kaa-san?” she said.

  Sasuke nodded.

  “I… see.”

  He frowned. “I- I didn’t want to keep this from you.” Sasuke said suddenly. “But… I was worried. I didn’t want to make you scared, or- or frightened for your life.”

  “No, it’s- I… understand.” Naruko said, hanging her head.

  Sasuke’s frown deepened.

  He reached a hand forward, to give her shoulder a comforting pat- before, suddenly, Sasuke unable to react, a fist had found itself sinking into his gut.

  Sasuke doubled over, gasping and wheezing. “I thought we agreed not to keep secrets from each other…!” Naruko hissed, having most certainly been the one to punch him. It was a miracle that his henge hadn’t dissipated.

  “Did we?” Sasuke grumbled. “I don’t remember that.”

  “It was implied!” Naruko said. “And don’t you 
  
    dare
  
   get smart with me, mister!” She pointed an accusing finger at him. “Seriously? You’re just gonna stop me in the middle of a public street and drop a bomb like that on me?”

  “I didn’t plan on it.” Sasuke said.

  “Gah! You’re such a teme!” She rubbed her head irritably. “I mean- I… I’m not 
  
    mad
  
  ; I’m super glad that you told me the truth… but…” Naruko heaved a sigh. She swept forward, and pulled Sasuke into a tight hug. “They’ve- they’ve really taken out so many other people like me.” she murmured.

  “Yeah.” Sasuke murmured.

  There was a pause.

  “Should I be scared, Sasuke?” Naruko asked.

  He took a deep breath. “No.” he said, his voice resolute. “You shouldn’t… because I’m here to protect you.”

  She rested her head on his broad shoulder. “I…”

  “... I hope that’s enough.” Naruko said.

  ---

  And so, the threat that the Akatsuki present is finally known to Naruko. Her reaction... well, there's a hint as to past events there (events that occurred in Part 1 of the Naruto timeline, though long before Sasuke and Naruko ever met). Kushina gets to talk to Sasuke a bit, maybe to hopefully reassure herself that Sasuke is a decent boyfriend for Naruto, and to make sure she did the right thing by not telling Minato. Plus, speaking of Minato, a little character for him besides 'he'll kill Sasuke if he finds out he's dating' Naruko. 

  Thanks for reading. As always, be sure to leave a review if you liked it - I read each and every review, and I will always try to reply to them if I can. 

  Have an awesome day!'
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