Warning: This has A major Character death in it. However, it isn't any of the following: Itachi, Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi, Ino. Also, this is a slightly lighter book than anything else I've written, so if you're looking for angst this isn't the right one, although does have it's fair share.

IMPORTANT: All of the character's personalities are based on what I believe their psychological output on life would be, based both off; their age, experience, and environmental circumstance. Do not say to me that Sakura is completely useless and that this is totally wrong, because although I do hate her myself, her attitude is at the level I believe it would be at age eighteen.

Chapter 1: It Begins With a Question

They had been married for two years, and though his husband still had long missions to go on, the blond had never let his faith or his love for the man waver. He knew his husband would never cheat on him, for he didn't lie, he didn't need to. And he also knew that no matter how long he was gone, he would trust him back.

It was both respect and trust that made them believe so strongly in this. The Akatsuki were focusing on protecting the Demon Hosts now, but as more people hated the "Demon's" they still said they captured them.

And whenever Itachi was home -which wasn't as often as either of them liked- he would rave about the "Damned ignorant fools" who helped them find the Demons on the basis that they wanted them to be killed. Naruto found it cute, he didn't voice it, though, Itachi would have just glared at him.

Naruto had left the village three years ago, shortly after team seven had successfully gotten Sasuke back from Orochimaru. Unfortunately, the damned snake hadn't been killed, but he hadn't been on the radar since so many suspected he ran out of bodies and died after Sasuke left.

Tsunade had been furious when he had asked to be given permission to leave the village, she had exclaimed that he was to be the next Hokage and that he damned well would be. But Naruto had refused, simply stating he never really wanted to be, that he had only taken on the role of being a ninja for utter self-defence, as the villagers speared him no expense when he was little.

She had asked what his plans were slightly deflated and upset that he wanted to leave. Naruto had felt bad for making her look so solemn, but he had put on his determined grin and said: "I am going to be an artist!" She hadn't even tried to hide her shock, Naruto couldn't really blame her, it was far too...quiet a life for him, but that's what he had always wanted, peace.

She had reluctantly agreed to let him leave the village, she promised that the documents would be sent, and he wouldn't be put up as a missing-nin. But his guilt had gotten the better of him and had given her the location of his set up house, telling her that if team seven was ever in danger to send them to his house to hide. She had understood, and he had left a week later, not saying a single goodbye.

So now here he was, nearly twenty with a husband, and a house, and doing the thing he loved to do. And there was a lot to do at the moment, even if it was only nine in the morning. Itachi would be coming back in nearly over a week according to his math and he had to get the house up to par as quickly as possible. As to impress his -likely- tired husband.

[1st Person: Naruto Uzumaki-Uchiha]

A knock sounded at the front door. Naruto checked the clock out of habit. It was nearly three, and he hadn't been expecting anyone today, then again Hidan had a tendency to show up unannounced. The blond shrugged his shoulders and wiped his flour-covered hands on his apron before opening the door, it wasn't Hidan.

Kakashi stood there, his one visible eye closed, an indication that he was smiling. Sakura and Sasuke were behind him, staring confused at Naruto, the blonde squirmed, his eyes dropping to his bare feet for a second before meeting Kakashi's now open eye.

"Yo. Naruto, I can't say I was expecting you when Tsunade-same said she had a friend who would help us hide. Though it does make sense I suppose. Can we come in?" He questioned Naruto turned his head away from the lot, chewing on his bottom lip as he opened the door and stepped inside to let them in.

They all came in, Kakashi looking far less surprised than his other -former- teammates, but Naruto doubted he was. As soon as he closed the door Sakura reacted.

"NARUTO!" She yelled, her face flushed with anger as she hit him over the head with her fist, Naruto yelled at the impact, it was a strong punch, and he hadn't been expecting it, his ninja reflexed were far to rusty. Thankfully she only hit him once, the blonde's shoulders sagged slightly in relief.

"Tch, you leave without saying a word dobe, and move to the coastline of the fire country? Why?" In all honestly Naruto knew his dark haired -former- teammate was just as furious as Sakura at the moment, but at least he knew how to deal with angered Uchiha's, he and Itachi have had their fare share of fights, and most of them had ended with angry and -totally- hot sex, but Naruto was confident that he could -would- find a way to deal with Sasuke without having to resort to seduction like he did with Itachi.

"I wanted peace." He answered simply, Sasuke raised an eyebrow, but at the same time, Naruto knew he wasn't asking for an explanation, at least not yet. Sakura looked at him a little curiously but didn't say anything, Kakashi looked the most intrigued, but also didn't ask. "Why are you here?'

"Orochimaru is tracking us," Sasuke answered simply, his voice cold.

"Ah." Naruto didn't ask for an explanation understanding that the man was after Sasuke's body once more, and wasn't against using his team to get to him.

"Ma, Ma, Naruto, someone else live here?" Kakashi asked, looking around at the collection of katana on the wall. He knew Naruto didn't like katana and was making connections accordingly. Naruto inwardly cursed the man, then again he wasn't really convinced he could keep it to himself, especially with Sakura here.

"OH! Naruto! Who is she?!" Sakura questioned, all malice gone from her aura, Naruto flushed at the question. Of course, Sasuke took advantage of it immediately, his face twisting into a cocky smirk.

"Got a wife dobe? Do tell us how exactly you accomplished that." He mocked, Naruto went to his own defence immediately, slamming his foot onto the hardwood floor and raising his fist, his voice loud.

"OI! Teme! I can totally get a wife!" Sasuke's smirk just widened. Kakashi sighed.

A few minutes later they were all kneeling at the table, a warm cup of tea in their hands, far calmer than they had been when the team had first arrived.

"So, you never did say who your wife does you Naruto?" Sakura asked sweetly, far calmer than the last time she asked. Sasuke didn't even smirk, just stared at him with a curious expression, Kakashi wasn't much different.

"I don't have a wife, guess again." Sasuke snorted. Sakura brought a well-manicured nail to her lips and tapped it gently. Deep in thought for a moment.

"Roommate?" Sasuke asked. Naruto shook his head, sipping his rapidly cooling tea.

"Relative?" Kakashi asked tone bored. Naruto shook his head again. Sakura looked at Naruto and leant over the table ever so slightly, a small smile on her face, as she angled her body so that she wouldn't spill her tea. And she spoke very softly, her voice almost a whisper in the dead silent house.

"Husband." Sasuke sputtered, and Kakashi looked extremely surprised. Naruto smiled.

"I knew you would figure it out Sakura." She grinned at that and sat back down, tentatively on her cousin. Sasuke and Kakashi both turned to Naruto, but it was Sasuke who spoke.

"Your gay?" Naruto nodded, Sasuke smiled at him and nodded his head, seeming to accept it easily, Kakashi smiled.

"I should have known that," Naruto grinned at his old teacher.