Author's Note: This is not a new story, I just really hated the title, so I went back to the orignal.

Aside from the name change, I went through the picked through the chapters in a half-assed attempt to edit them.

A Naruto Fanfiction

Author: Sean Wright

Disclaimer: Not written for profit, this is only being written for my own amusement and my desire to share a story with others. I do not own Naruto.

Please respect this work of fiction. If you disagree with the character portrayals, this storyline, or anything that you feel is not cannon keep it to yourself. I am not asking you to like it; I don't care if you hate it. I just ask that you keep your reviews clean and coherent. I am open to objective criticism in regards to writing style, but if you want to complain about the relationships of certain characters then I am going to have to ask you to step outside.

Summary: How far would you be willing go to have the person you love? What would you do to keep them by your side? Even though he never looked at you, he is still the center of your world.

For love, for family, for honour, and for power this is the world shaped by two men and those who closest to them.

All The King's Men

Chapter One:

His family: an Introduction

I

The force behind the blow had enough power to turn stonewall into rubble. But for Naruto, it was nothing more than a glancing blow to his chest that he quickly turned to his advantage. He grabbed in the enemy nin's extended forearm, one sharp turn and Naruto rammed his right knee in the over extended limb. He dislocated his opponent's elbow and shattered his forearm in one smooth move. A scream tore from the other man's throat but a swift kick to his jaw had the dual effect of shutting him and knocking him out.

With his target down, Naruto whistled for his squad to get the hell out of there. They were to meet up at the rendezvous site in ten minutes before returning to Konoha.

Dipping his knees slightly, Naruto caught the other shinobi on his shoulders. A few hand signs and they disappeared from the remains to the enemy camp.

After leaving his captive in the in the in the ANBU processing and detention center, Taichou Namikaze Naruto signed in his gear after forwarding his report to the Hokage's office before calling it a night. It was closer to four in the morning, an hour before dawn; he and his squad had returned three hours before. He had gone straight to his office to work type up his report. Sousui Morino Ibiki had stopped by to give Naruto a personal update on the prisoner's condition. The man was alive but not talking. But it was only the second hour and Naruto knew that by mid-afternoon Morino-sempai would either have gotten the information that village wanted or the man would be dead. It was rare for Morino-sempai to fail to break a prisoner but then the guy was human after all.

Once all of his official duties were completed, Naruto was on left for his home.

Home was in the once abandoned Uchiha District on the north side of Konoha. But after six years, the former ghost town had become the most desired address in the entire village. Top ninja, merchants, and other celebrities of the village lived, worked, or leased home here. It was part of the appeal and creative marketing of the current head of the revitalized Uchiha family had initiated shortly after he returned to Konoha.

Naruto had lived in the district for five of those six years. He and his small family were quiet happy here. His family consisted of his spouse and five children, all sons of course, and they were expecting another addition to their family in a matter of days, twin boys.

Naruto wanted a large family, but he though five children were more than enough. But his spouse had other ideas on what constituted as a large family and had expressed a desire for at least three more children within the next two years.

He entered his home through the private gardens and made his way to the nursery were his precious little ones slept.

Quietly, Naruto slid open the shoji screen, a warm smile graced his features as his took in sight of the five little beds in the various parts of the room. The two toddler beds near the bathroom held the two middle sons. Naruto noticed that the larger toddler bed near the open window was held two lumps and that baby bed on the left side of the room was empty. In the crib, the youngest slept soundly, on his back with his little thumb in his mouth. Naruto moved to the crib to replace the blanket his son had kicked off sometime during the night.

A love that was so pure, so bright, and all consuming burned ferociously throughout Naruto's being when it came to his children. He loved them so much that it hurt with its intensity, but Naruto would never have any other way. His boys were special, they were perfect, and most importantly they were his.

Leaving his children's room, Naruto went across the hall to his nephew's bedroom. Silent as ghost, Naruto slipped into the youth's bedroom and smiled at mild bit of chaos that the boy seemed to live in.

Naruto made a mental to note to have the housekeeper stop cleaning the boy's room. His nephew was now a Chunin and at age ten, the boy was on the fast track of becoming a Jonin, therefore he could use a bit of responsibility in his life. There was rumor of the boy being named an ANBU within a matter of two years. He would be second youngest in the history of that organization and a complete year younger than Uchiha Itachi when he received his vest.

Naruto smiled down at the sleeping boy before leaning down to press a light kiss to his brow. Yes, the boy was shinobi, a Chunin, and commander of his own platoon, but for the last six years, Naruto had raised him, cared for him, and loved him as much as he his own children. In his heart, this little prodigy was still Naruto's little baby.

His bedroom was darker than night. Not an ounce of light pierced the interior of the suite. Due to years of training (home training) Naruto was able to maneuver quiet well and quietly in the pitch-black chamber. He had to learn quickly because his spouse was never in best of mood when first awakened.

Naruto was glad he showered before leaving HQ, and now that he was home, Naruto just wanted to collapse in his warm, soft bed. He sleeping robe was in the same place as always. His heart warmed as he slipped under the light summer blankets and moved towards the warm body in the center of the bed.

Long, heavy arms settled around Naruto's waist and sleepy kiss was pressed against his neck before he was pulled on top of a powerful chest and tucked beneath his spouse's chin.

"I'm home, Sasuke," Naruto whispered.

A tender kissed was pressed into his hair, "Welcome home, Naruto." Sasuke rumbled sleepily.

II

When he awoke, it was well into the late afternoon.

Sunlight poured through the open shoji screens and the light scent of the garden filled the room. Naruto stretched and rolled onto his back.

He allowed his senses to explain throughout his home to locate his family members. He already knew that his husband was gone along with their nephew. The children were in the garden with their governess and tutors for their lessons.

Naruto could have stayed in bed for the rest of the day, but it had been far too long since he seen his precious children. And if memory served him, it was close to Amerie's due date and Naruto needed to prepare for the birth of his and Sasuke's twins.

As he prepared for the day, Naruto ran through the list of things that he needed to accomplish before the twins were born. Sasuke had been adamant that all of their children be breast-fed so that meant finding a wet nurse for the babies. Toshihiro had not been weaned as of yet but Naruto did not want to overburden their current nurse, also Sasuke did not want the nurses to remain in their household too long. Their first nurse served both Samuru and Raidon decided that she was the Lady Uchiha. After that, Sasuke made sure that all dealings with the nurses, surrogate mothers, and even the governess were kept strictly professional.

Five children, four different mothers now with a fifth, each woman were a shinobi each was a blonde with blue eyes. Naruto had not cared if the children resembled him or not, he was just happy that Sasuke had wanted him enough to share his name and his children with him.

"Konnichiwa, Naruto-sama," a maid bowed as he passed.

Naruto smiled warmly at the girl as he ignored the open lust in her eyes. More servants paused in their work to greet their lord, and Naruto's smile never wavered. Here in this house, he was not Namikaze Naruto, ANBU Taichou, or the next Hokage.

With the Uchiha Clan symbol on his back and the gold band on his left hand defined who he was while in this house. Naruto was…

"Okasan." Samuru shout of delight filled the garden. Naruto tucked his apple into pocket of his yakata before opening his arms to welcome the dark haired little boy who threw himself into his arms.

Long black hair, dark eyes, and cream coloured skin each child resembled Sasuke perfectly with only the slightest variance that made them unique. Naruto moved further into the garden and was greeted by the rest of his little Sasuke clones with the rounds of "Okasan" as the happy children swarmed him for hugs and kisses. Sasuke was just evil Naruto would readily admit that about his husband and did with regular acerbity. That evil bastard taught Akihiko to call Naruto okasan and Akihiko that taught it to Samuru and the rest was history.

Naruto had been gone for two months and his absence in the home was reflected in his sons not wanting him out of their sight, and Naruto happily gave in to their demands and staid in the gardens with them. Naruto listened to Samuru and Raidon's grammar and calligraphy lessons. The boys had advanced reading levels, calligraphy was practiced everyday, and all the children began music lessons at the age of two. Ji and Yuudai were working on their scales in Music Room. The merry "Twinkle-Twinkle Little Star" could be heard across the open courtyard. Toshihiro bounced happily in his Naruto's lap as Naruto read over Samuru's reading lesson while two of his clones worked with the boys as they practiced throwing their wooden shriken at soft targets.

The Uchiha genius was apparent in each child. Even in a little terror like the drooling Shiro-chan.

Akihiko returned from his missions in time for supper. Naruto had just sent the children to wash up when Sasuke came home.

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