| Hinata Hyuga |

I squeezed Naruto's hand as he continued to talk about what had happened. He took in a deep breath. 

"That sucks that Sakura had to go through that man." His eyes lowered. He always had a good heard when it came to anyone he met. I remember when he first met Sakura.

| Flashback |

Naruto and I lay on my bed entangled in eachother. He stroked my hair gently and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Can you believe It's been six months?" Naruto asks. I smiled and snuggled my face into his chest.

"Yeah." I tell him.

"This is the happiest I ever been." He says with a smile.

"Really?" I look up at him curiously.

"Yeah." He says again. "You make me so happy Hinata you have no idea."

I couldn't stop myself from blushing. I've been liking Naruto since the school year started and Ive finally got him. Finally.

My room door opened causing us to look up. I saw a brush of pink hair and I quickly pushed Naruto off the bed. The pink turned to me and smiled.

"Hinata!" She says as she jumps on the bed. The both of us roll over and on top of where Naruto landed. Sakura jumped up hearing him cry out in pain.

"Oh my god did I screw you guys getting nasty up?!" She covered her face.

"No, no we were just laying here honestly." Naruto sits up rubbing his sore head.

"I'm really sorry." Sakura's eyes lowered as she sat on the bed. I sat on the floor indian style.

"Its okay Sakura." I smile. "This is Naruto. My boyfriend. Naruto, this is my best friend Sakura."

"Nice to finally meet you Naruto." Sakura smiled at him. He returned the smile.

"Pleasure is all mine." He speaks.

"I'm sorry I came over unannounced." She stood to her feet. A light tint of pink on her face. "I-uh, see you some other time Hinata."

"No wait!" Naruto grabbed her wrist stopping her. "I can tell you're not feeling well, you can stay, I'll just go harass my best friend." He smiled brightly. After kissing me goodbye, he then left. Sakura looked at the door then back at me.

"He's nice." She says again. "I almost find him suitable for you."

| End Flashback |

"I just want to beat him to a pulp!" Naruto growls.

"That's enough Naruto." Itachi spoke from the driver's seat.

He grumbled lowly.

"Hn." Sasuke smirked.

"Sasuke.." Itachi called out to his brother. "I know what you're thinking and I need you to stop. We dont need any complications during this trial."

"But it hasnt started yet." Sasuke says.

"It can still be used against you in court." Itachi answers.

We arrived back at the Uchiha home. Surprisingly, the door was cracked open. Itachi told us to stay behind him as we all entered.

"You know, you guys should have a better security system." A voice called out. Follwing the direction of the voice, we came in contact with someone who resembled both Sasuke and Itachi.

Itachi blew a sigh of relief and eased up a little causing him to smile.

"I'm sorry, did I scare you?" The man smirked casually. His skin was pale, covered with beautiful art from his neck down to his fingers. His hair, longer than Itachi's, was pulled back into a ponytail with deep intimidating looking eyes starting back at us. He wore light blue levis that were cut at the knees, a red V-neck T-Shirt and a light blue matching Levi jean jacket with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. On his feet were red Vans.

"A little." Itachi replied.

"What are you doing here Madara?" Sasuke asked. Madara?

"That's no way to greet your uncle Sasuke." The man known as Madara crossed his arms in a mocking manner.

| Madara Uchiha |

I stared at my son & Nephew. Crazy isnt it? Neither of them had any idea of their father's true identity. You see, I knew Mikoto first. She was mine. We'd had plans to marry finding out she was pregnant with Itachi. Fugaku, being the jealous, spiteful bastard he was, threw lies about what I was doing to hurt Mikoto which resolved in her calling off the wedding and leaving me. Upon Itachi's arrival, they swore they would never tell anyone who Itachi's real father was. They'd marry, and five years later had Sasuke.

It tore me to pieces when I found out Fugaku cheated on Mikoto, the love of my life. What hurt me even more was that she took her own life. I didnt attend the funeral. I didn't have the heart to sit there. Every now and then I come into town from San Diego and visit my two favorite boys because dispite everything Fugaku ever did, they came from Mikoto and they were the only thing left of her I could physically see.

"I was actually gonna ask the same thing." Itachi scratched the back of his head and smiled nervously. He acted so much like Mikoto, it almost scared me.

"I just came by to visit as always." I answer sticking my hands in my pockets. It was then I realized they had company. "Oh I'm sorry. I didnt know you had company."

"Of course you didn't." Sasuke replies. "How could you if you break into our home while we're gone?"

I smiled and stepped over to then to ruffle his hair. He pulled away.

"You're so much like your father it's almost annoying." I say with a chuckle.

"I'll never be anything like that bastard." He hisses.

"Easy buddy." I tell him. "I didn't mean like him like that."

"I'm not like him at all."

"Very well then." My eyes traveled to a blonde that looked rarely familiar. His blue eyes never left mine.

"Well if it isnt Naruto Uzumaki." I smiled at him causing him to smile and scratch the back of his head nervously.

"Uncle Madara, how's it goin?"

I nod his way. I then sat on the couch, as everyone began to spread out, Itachi going in the kitchen for drinks and Sasuke and his friends headed to his room.

| Sasuke Uchiha |

Hinata and Naruto had gone, leaving me and Sakura to ourselves. She'd curled up under me, with her head laying on my chest. We'd sat in silence untill the growling of her stomach broke it.

"You haven't eaten anything today have you Monster?" I ask her. Slowly she shakes her head from side to side.

"Get up, I'll make us something." I tell her. "Itachi is probably catching up with my uncle."

Her arm snakes around my torso. "No." She says. I ruffle her hair.

"Come on Sakura." I tell her. "You're hungry, the least I could do is feed you."

"Im comfortable." She mummbles. 

"I am too but you're hungry and I don't have time to keep hearing your stomach growl."

Her stomach growled again on cue. She pressed her face into my shirt. "Saaasukeee."

I tried with everything in me to supress the smile that was forming on my face. Sakura was cute. Damn cute. The little things she did made me feel all different type of ways. It was weird but I like it.

My room door opened and Itachi poked his head in.

"Hey, dinner is ready." He says. Then he left.

"See, you didn't even have to get up." She mumbles again.

"Yeah but now we have to get up to eat." I tell her. She groans.

"Carry me." She says. I couldn't hide my laughter.

"Get your lazy ass up Sakura." I tell her.

"I've had a stressful day today." She pouts. "I deserve to be spoiled."

"And so did I." I tell her. "I believe eversince you've been around I've been doing nothing bit spoiling you."

She turns over away from me. I took that as my chance to get up.

"I'm eating with or without you." I say walking towards my door. "You can starve for all I care."

She shoots up from the bed and eyes me. I wink her way before exiting the room. I walked into the kitchen to see Madara and Itachi at the dinner table eating. I made myself and Sakura's plate before walking over to the table. I set the plates down and took my seat before i began eating.

"Where's your girlfriend?" Madara asked, a smirk forming on his lips.

"She's not my girlfriend." I tell him. "She's just a friend."

Madara looked at his watch. "A female friend staying at your home past 7?"

"It's not your lame generation anymore." I frown at him causing Itachi to hold back a snort. "And besides, she can't go home right now."

He furrowed his eyebrows. "And why not?"

"That's personal." Was my only reply.

"Is she pregnant?" He asks. He raised an eyebrow. "With your kid?"

"No." I say sternly.

"Then?" He raised a thick eyebrow.

"Her family is having problems and she cant be in the house." Itachi states.

"Hn." Madara snorts and continues eating. Finally, Sakura decided to rear her head and sit next to me. She slowly began eating.

"So sweetie," My uncle says catching Sakura's attention. "How'd you and my nephew meet?"

"Really?" I asked with narrowed eyes. He glances at me briefly before turning to Sakura.

"At school." Sakura replies nonchalantly. "Naruto is my best friend's boyfriend. So we're mutual friends."

"Seems like you two are a bit closer than just mutual." Madara says again.

"We are." She replies simply. "We've developed a very comfortable relationship with eachother. I mean it was only right considering the fact that our best friends are dating." Her green eyes traveled up to Madara in a very unbothered way. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"So you two are nothing more than friends?" His questions are killing me.

"Do you ship us or something?"

Itachi turned his head away from the table and spit out his water as he laughed. I quietly covered her mouth. It was amazing how she went toe to toe with my uncle. People are usually intimidated by his presence alone.

"Ship?" Madara asked confused. "As in worship you two?"

"I mean," Sakura paused as she shrugged. "You're asking me questions as if Sasuke and I are dating and just not telling anyone. Trust me, if he and I were dating; it would be obvious. There would be no question about it. Your nephew has helped me through a tough time right now. If you must know why I'm here."

"You don't have to explain any further Sakura." Itachi says regaining his composure. "My uncle's just teasing."

"I figured." She replies. "I overheard him asking why was I here past 7'oclock."

Madara's syes raised in amusement. Sakura and I finished eating and I took our plates into the kitchen. Then together she and I made our way back to my room. After closing the door, I grabbed Sakura's face. She looked up at me confused.

"That was extremely sexy." I tell her.

"What was?" She questions.

"How you defended yourself towards my annoying uncle." I smirked at her before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her lips.