Menma Uchiha

Gaara doesn't even like coffee!

"Hey, you bastard! I was talking to him" Naruto pouted.

"I don't care" Sasuke rolled his eyes and sat down, drinking some tea.

"Jealousy doesn't look good on anyone you know?" Naruto smirked.

"I'm not jealous"

"Right. And I'm not smart"

"You're not"

"Sasuke-teme!"

"Dobe"

"Bastard!"

"Usuratonkachi"

Sarada and Menma looked at their parents and sweat-dropped. Was this who they were supposed to look up to?

...

"Who wants ice cream?!" Naruto yelled to the kids who were in a separate room, doing...whatever it is that 10-year-olds do.

"Naruto, it's 11 at night!" Sasuke's lip turned in distaste for the sweet dessert in Naruto's hand.

"So what?" Naruto rolled his eyes. It was never too late to eat ice cream!

"So that means it's too late for-" Naruto cut him off by yelling again.

"Guys?!" Menma and Sarada never came. Naruto stood up and ran to the room where the children were last seen. The two kids were sound asleep on Sarada's bed, a dribble of drool trailing out of Menma's mouth.

Naruto mentally awwed and went to wrap a blanket over both of the kids. He planned to leave the room immediately after until he caught sight of a picture on top of the nightstand next to Sarada's bed. It was a family picture of her, Sasuke, and some other female who he imagined to be Sasuke's wife.

She was so pretty, Her deep green eyes were so unique. Something Naruto knew he'd never be able to accomplish, he just had plain blue ones. Her wonderful features didn't stop at her eyes though. She had clear skin, a perfect nose, and her hair was so perfect.

Of course, Sasuke would marry someone like her. She was everything he was not.

He shook off the thought and looked at the rest of the picture. They were on the beach, it seems, and Sasuke was holding a smaller Sarada in his hands while the wife was kissing his cheek. This picture let out a new emotion Naruto had never felt. Jealousy.

Why did Sasuke have to leave? This could have been him, Sasuke, and Menma. But no, he had to go off and marry someone who wasn't him.

"Dobe?" Naruto jumped at Sasuke's deep voice. He was leaning on the door frame, his face was the same as always. Apathetic. "What are you doing?"

"Uhm...nothing just tucking them in" Sasuke knew Naruto was looking at that picture, he wondered why Sakura brought that stupid picture in the first place. Sasuke watched Naruto stand up from his crouching position and walk past him. "I'm just gonna go to bed.." Sasuke stopped him and grabbed his hand letting their fingers intertwine, it was a simple gesture, one that Sasuke knew Naruto loved. He watched as the blond sunshine's face heat up. Naruto was trying to hide the fact that he still felt strongly for Sasuke. Sasuke knew this and decided that he should abuse his power a little.

"Sleep with me?" Sasuke whispered ever so softly. Naruto blushed more before he yanked his hand away with a frown.

"N-no you're married Sasuke"

"I don't consider myself married unless it's with you, Naruto. I wasn't lying when I told you I still loved you." Sasuke came closer to Narutpp and wrapped his arms around his waist. He tucked his face into the crook of Naruto's neck. "I'm done with my father Naruto. I was never happy with Sakura and I never will be. I'll divorce Sakura and marry you. I can be Menma's father. I-"