Sasuke's POV
I'm lying on my bed thinking of what just happened... After being betrayed by Kakashi... I couldn't get Chisuke out of my mind... how could I? After learning she's my daughter and all... it seems like a dream and the same time a nightmare... being betrayed was the sad part and learning that truth was the opposite of it. I start thinking that I may have a chance to take back what I lost with Naruko.
I'm Chisuke's father... can this mean that I can make things work between Naruko and I? God tell me... Is this a curse to know the truth or a blessing so that I may change our situation...? I'm confused... but before thinking about that... I need to sort things out with Sakura.
I got up in bed and started to get ready. I decided to go to Chisuke's school and visit her...
It was recess time when I arrived and I saw her in the swing alone looking like her mother years before... I walk up to her and said, "Mind if I sit next to you?" she nodded. I sat on the swing next to her and watch her looking at the kids playing around... she looked kind of sad...
"... What seems to be the problem?" I asked,
"... Aren't you Mama's friend?" she asked, I was shocked to know that she knew about me and NAruko being friends,
"Yes... hmm... How did you know?" I asked,
"... Mama always hid a picture of her friends in a small box... I always get curious and so, I secretly looked into that picture once when Mama was busy doing chores... You were there and so, was a pink haired girl... there was also a man who had a mask that covered his mouth, nose and other eye... you looked very happy..." she explained,
"... But why does Mama have a sad face when she looks at it?" She added, I couldn't tell her everything because she was just a child... but although she was just a child, she pays so much attention to the things around her,
"Chisuke... that's your name, right?" I said as if I didn't know,
"Yes, Mister... how about you? What's your name?" she asked innocently,
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke..." I introduced myself, although I wished that I would introduce myself to her as her father but it's not yet the right time...
"Sasuke-san, please forget I asked about earlier... It's just that you were there that it struck me to ask you... I'm sorry... I should just change the topic to something more useful at the moment..." she said,
"What would that be?" I asked curiously,
"What would be a nice gift to give to your father?" she asked,
"Father...?" I was shocked to hear what she just said... she has someone she recognizes as a father... no... no... it must be Iruka...
"What do you say we go around town and look for a decent gift for 'father'?" I suggested, I suddenly noticed Iruka walking towards us,
"Chisuke..." he called out,
"Ahh! Granpa!" Chisuke called out as she runs toward Iruka and hugged him on his legs,
"Iruka..." I said with a hint of anger,
"Sasuke... what are you doing?" Iruka asked,
"Sasuke-san wants to help me find a gift Granpa... can we please go with him through town... pleaseeee... pretty please!! I'll be nice! I promise!" Chisuke begged to come with me,
"I cannot say know to you at all but... I will go with you too," Iruka declared,
"... But Granpa... Sasuke-san is Mama's friend and I want to find it without Mama or your help because you always find it..." Chisuke reasoned,
"I'll bring her home in time for dinner..." I said assuring Iruka,
"okay... But who will pay for the gift?" Iruka asked,
"I will... I am the one who suggested... I will pay for the gift..." I said,
"Okay... But if I knew that a single strand of hair was harmed I won't forgive you," Iruka threatened,
"... I won't let her get her... Believe me... I know you know that..." I said, "... Let's go?" I added,
"YES!" Chisuke happily responded as she grabbed on my hand and started walking...
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Start all over again (SasuxFemNaru)
Fanfictionwhen things get out of hand and your mind overthinks and the feeling of fear creaks into your body and the solution you thought of was to leave... having a child at an early age... i guess... being naive still lingers in our minds...