Fifteen years later…

"Sou-chan!" Sakura called out. "You're going to be late, get up!" Silence. She huffed. Just like his father, that boy. "Sou-chan!" she screeched. "Get your ass out of bed!"

"I'm up!" he yelled back, and Sakura heard him stumbling about his room, getting ready. Shaking her head, Sakura cursed underneath her breath. Sousuke, her twelve year-old son, was leisurely stomping down the stairs.

"Sure, take your time," Sakura said sarcastically, tying up her hair. "Be late for your first day, be my guest."

"Shut up, mom!" Sousuke bit out, his face turning as pink as his hair. Unfortunately for her son, it had turned out that Sakura's genes had been much more dominant than the Uchiha genes, at least in terms of hair. She placed a kiss on his forehead, ignoring his protests.

"Take your sister to the academy on your way there." Sousuke grumbled but did not argue. Their black cat Tama jumped onto his shoulder. She had always had the strangest attachment to the pink haired boy. Sakura entered the kitchen, giving her husband a kiss on the cheek. "Honey, what's on the agenda for today?"

Itachi paid attention to the omelet he was making with extreme precision. "Silence, Sakura. Give me one moment." Sakura rolled her eyes while he perfected his masterpiece. Grabbing the ketchup, he squeezed a smiley face onto the eggs. "Kyoko, come get your lunch."

Kyoko squealed. "Daddy! I love you!" She attached herself to his leg, and Itachi fondly patted her head. Finally, he answered Sakura's question. "I'm going to take the vermin to the vet today. It's time for his annual check up."

The soft and slow pitter-patter of feet alerted Kyoko to the presence of Pablo, and she immediately tackled him. She rubbed her head against him, making her red hair stick up. Pablo licked her chin, but he struggled to get out of her grasp anyway.

"Kyoko, let's go!" Sousuke snapped, stomping his foot.

Kyoko pouted. "Daddy, Sou-chan's being mean!"

"Sousuke, I forbid you from being mean to your sister," Itachi said, handing a lunch box to his son. Sousuke roughly swiped it and harrumphed. Itachi sighed. "Make friends with your teammates, Sou-chan. Wait a while before you stop pretending to be nice."

"Whatever, old man," Sousuke mumbled. He stuck his hand out. "Come on, Kyoko! We're gonna be late!"

Kyoko took his hand but immediately mouthed off at him. "But that's your fault!" They argued the whole way out the door.

Sakura shook her head at her children. They could be so frustrating sometimes. It was too bad they were cute. Itachi came up behind her and took her into his arms. "Come back to bed with me," he whispered in her ear, and Sakura couldn't help but entertain the thought.

"I have work, you idiot," she moaned, sighing at the way he kissed her neck. She leaned into him a little more.

"You're the head of the hospital; you're allowed to be late," he pointed out, frowning ever so slightly.

Sakura gasped. "Are you, Uchiha Itachi, telling me to abuse my power? You?"

"That I am, Haruno-san." Sakura laughed and grabbed Itachi by the hand, dragging him upstairs.

Pablo wagged his tail at seeing his master so happy with his mate. Slowly and carefully, he made his was down some stairs and made his way over to the dog bed, already occupied by a fat cat with greying fur. Omoni meowed and scooted over while Pablo walked in circle to "soften" his spot. The two snuggled up against each other, as content as old friends could be.

fin.

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This is the last chapter of Your Fat Cat! I really hope you all enjoyed it. Please let me know if you did, and if you have any constructive criticism, let me have it!

BTW if you are wondering what happened to the others:

-Naruto and Hinata get married and have one kid. Neji becomes the head of the Hyuga clan.

-Kakashi and Ino aren't married but are still happily together.

-Rudy and white haired woman have a son, and Sousuke has a bit of a crush on him.

-Sasuke becomes clan head and ends up married to Natsuki. Oddly enough, they are perfect for each other (kind of).

-Pablo is 17 now. he's getting up there. Omoni, despite his obvious obesity, is now 22 and is still quite healthy.

That's it! It's been fun guys. Till next time!