I've always wanted to write a story of Hinata and Sasuke having a kid and then, I've always wanted to write a story of our favourite couple being divorced. So hey, why not combine the two? :DDDD I have so many ideas for this fic and for once, I'm gonna try writing a non one-shot fic. I still dunno as to how many chapters this fic will have but around 10 or more?

I decided to change the last part because I wasn't too happy with it. Then as Miss Hydrangea pointed out, I had overlooked the fact that Sasuke and Sakura were getting it on in the Art Room where Sasuke and Hinata had arranged to meet there. Don't worry, Sakura will still appear in this fic :)

I hope you'll enjoy this story :)

Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine. Boo hoo.

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Hinata felt something furry rubbing itself on her face. Opening her eyes blearily, she saw Tomi's tail, her fat ginger-coloured cat, flicking her nose.

She heard a giggle and she narrowed her eyes when she saw Shinji holding Tomi, urging the cat to swish his tail onto her face. She glared at him and gave him the 'You-better-get-Tomi-off-me-before-I-ground-you" look which resulted in her son to promptly remove Tomi from her face and gave a her quick kiss on the cheek with a soft mumble of apology.

She smiled gently when she saw Shinji struggling to carry the obese Tomi out her room. Shinji was her eight-year-old son. Well, nearly anyway. His birthday was in another 2 months yet he still prided himself in already being a year older. He was smug and he had that slightly haughty air around him which Hinata had exasperatedly tried to get rid of. With looks like his, anyone would feel superior. He had pale eyes, the trademark of a Hyuuga, and her heart brimmed with pride each time she looked into those eyes which resembled hers so much. Shinji was destined to be a heartbreaker, just like him. Even at such a young age, Shinji had a fan club, compromising of both eight-year-old girls and their mothers. Shinji was practically a carbon copy of him. With the messy black hair to that arrogant smirk, he was a miniature version of his father. Uchiha Sasuke.

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Briing!

When the school bell rang, the Advanced Chemistry senior class ended and the hoard of students rushed out of the classroom, their excitement practically tangible due to this being the second last day of school. They were all looking forward to tomorrow's graduation ceremony whereby they could finally kiss goodbye to high school.

Hyuuga Hinata squeezed in between the crowd, trying to get to her boyfriend. After she successfully managed to wriggle free of the mass of people, she clutched his elbow and greeted him cheerfully.

"Sasuke! Why are you in such a hurry? I had been calling you ever since just now!"

Uchiha Sasuke fiddled with his uniform tie, trying to loosen it. Sasuke was a third-year senior in Konoha Academy. Unfortunately for his devoted fan club, he already had a girlfriend, Hyuuga Hinata, the heiress to the Hyuuga business empire and one of the most popular girls in school. Despite her shy and meek exterior, she was a multi-achiever. She was a straight-As student loved by all teachers and she had been offered an early scholarship from Yale. She was a trained ballerina and pianist, having performed in concerts. She was president of the Debate Society whereby she had always received the Top Speaker Award and she was also the president of the Drama Society, garnering the lead roles in her school's widely-acknowledged plays and musicals. She was the Vice-President of the Student Council whereby many felt that she deserved to be the president instead of Nara Shikamaru, the genius who always slept on the job. Many students loved her for she was kind and generous and she was really beautiful with her fair alabaster skin and her pale, iridescent eyes and that long, soft, dark hair which was like a waterfall, softly cascading down her back.

Hence despite the initial jealousy among Sasuke's fans, they accepted it and they even approved of them being together. After all, she was a perfect match for Uchiha Sasuke, the second son of the Uchiha conglomerate business, Captain of the Basketball team, annual MVP, straight-As student and a talented member of the accomplished Art Club. The two had been together for 3 years already and people rarely saw one without the other. They were that inseparable.

Hinata laughed and helped Sasuke loosened his tie. "Here, let me do it for you. Are you okay? You seemed rather fidgety."

Sasuke combed his fingers through his hair. "Yeah. Um, well, I need to talk to you about something. Can we meet after school?"

Hinata nodded. "Okay, I need to tell you something too! So after school today at the Art Room?" she suggested, knowing that Sasuke liked to spend his time before his basketball practices in the room, painting and drawing.

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"Ne, okaa-san, are you fetching me today?" piped Shinji through a mouthful of walnut pancake.

Hinata frowned. "Don't talk with your mouth full, sweetie."

Shinji hastily wiped his mouth and gulped down his food. He looked at her expectantly. "Well?"

Hinata sighed apologetically. "Sorry, Shin-chan. I've got a meeting with Auntie Temari today. Auntie Ino will pick you up after school today, okay?"

Shinji groaned. "Man! Auntie Ino's always late!"

Hinata just laughed. She stood up and carried the dishes to the dishwasher. "Come on, Shinji. Let's go. You don't wanna be late for school, do you?"

With another groan, he hopped off the chair and grabbed his bag.

Hinata smiled at his antics. She always fetched Shinji from school but today, she had to discuss some matters with her editor and her good friend, Sabaku Temari. Hinata was a writer of the best-selling children's series, The Shinobi Chronicles, a fictional story of ninjas defending their hometown against enemies. It had actually started out as a hobby. She used to create her own bedtime stories for Shinji and from there, her love of writing for children grew. So two years ago, her first book was published.

Her sister's fiancé had introduced her to his sister, Temari, the oldest child of the Sabaku family which had created the massive publishing house, Sabaku Sands. Temari was the chief editor there and when she had read Hinata's draft, she was impressed and immediately offered her a contract with the company.

Since then, Hinata had published four books and was now working on her fifth. Her books had sold surprisingly well and newspaper critics had lavished her with praises, even dubbing her as the "Japanese J.K. Rowling", to which she had weakly laughed it off.

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Uchiha Sasuke was annoyed. Especially at his so-called best friend, Uzumaki Naruto, the blonde dobe who just couldn't and wouldn't stop talking. Naruto was seated beside him in the first-class cabin of an airplane. It was bad enough that the flight from New York to Tokyo was so long, now he had to put up with a hyperactive Naruto and annoying giggling stewardesses.

Why oh why couldn't he have flown on his private plane? Oh that's right, because his ass of a brother had borrowed it (without his permission, dammit!) to go on holiday with his boyfriend.

Uchiha Itachi, was a famous (gay) designer and embarrassingly, Sasuke's older brother. Despite the fact that Itachi loved to tease his younger brother and Sasuke being gullible enough to fall for his tricks hence resulting in fights and arguments, they were very close and their relationship was brought closer together after the death of the parents four years ago. Uchiha Fugaku and Mikoto were killed in a car accident and Sasuke who had freshly graduated from Harvard, had to take over the reins as the President of Uchiha Corporations. Itachi, being the older one, was supposed to inherit the business but he rejected it and the job was entrusted to Sasuke.

"I can't wait till we get to Tokyo! The first thing I'm gonna do is eat ramen at Ichiraku! Wanna come along, Sasuke?"

Sasuke merely ignored him and closed his eyes.

"Mou, don't ignore me, teme! Aren't you excited that we're finally going back to Tokyo! I can't wait to see the rest! We'll get to see Sakura-chan and Kiba and Shikamaru and Chouji and Ino and Shino and Hinat-," Naruto stopped. He turned to Sasuke. "Aren't you excited to be seeing Hinata-chan? You haven't contacted her for so long!"

Sasuke opened his eyes. Shit. How could he have forgotten about her?

The last time he saw her was that day. He could not forget her tearful eyes of hurt and anger.

Hinata, please forgive me.

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"Hey, Hinata!"

"Good afternoon, Hinata-sama!"

"Yo, Hinata!"

As Hinata walked through the hallway, her peers and juniors greeted her and she greeted them back just as cheerfully. She was so excited to meet Sasuke! She was nervous, yes, as she didn't know how he would cope with the news. But she was very sure that he would support her, no matter what! After all, they had countless times, talked about their future together and Sasuke had always wanted five children. So now, they had gotten a headstart and they would only be left with four babies to procreate!

She was four weeks pregnant and she had it checked at a clinic (not owned by the Hyuuga family). She was ecstatic but at the same time, she was worried. She had not yet told anyone and she was most scared of Otou-sama's reaction. She wasn't too worried of Sasuke's parents as they loved her and doted on her as they would on their own children.

She walked to the Arts Room, her steps light and gaily. She tried to picture Sasuke's reaction. She opened the door to the Arts Room as quietly as possible, hoping to surprise him.

He was so absorbed in his artwork that he didn't notice her presence. With his brows furrowed in concentration, the strokes of his paintbrush told a story of love. She smiled. He had painted a portrait of her, with her eyes shining so brightly as a supernova, her dark tresses playing gaily with the wind. In her hands was a bouquet of her favourite flowers, lilies. Her soft white dress accompanied the pleasantness of the green meadow around her. Her bare feet were tickled by the lush grass underneath her.

She remembered that day well. She was on a date with him to celebrate their third anniversary together. Sasuke had brought her to a field which she knew belonged solely to the Uchiha family. He had named it the Hortus Lilium, the Latin term for Garden of Lilies, not only because lilies grew in wild abundance there but also to commemorate Hinata's love for them. To many, lilies were a symbolism of Hinata; purity and innocence.

"Hi," she murmured, her lips curved into a gentle smile. "You're painting me again?" He had painted her countless portraits of her but this she felt was the most precious one. The bliss of the moment was apparent in the drawing, yet there was a tinge of melancholy in it.

He turned. "Oh hey."

His smile didn't quite reach his eyes and Hinata frowned. "Are you okay?"

Sasuke blew out a heavy breath. "Yea- no wait, I'm not. I need to talk to you. Why don't you take a seat first?"

She sat on a stool and waited for him to continue. The lack of affection and the blatant distance in his words worried her. What was going on?

Sasuke put down his paintbrushes and turned towards her. He tried to grin at her but failed miserably. "Well, you wanted to tell me something, right? Go on first."

Hinata laid a soft touch on his knee. "Sasuke, what's wrong?"

He averted her gaze. "Nothing! Yo-you wanted to tell me something. So what is it?" Desperation lacing his words.

"Sasuke."

"I don't how to say this but…Shit." He finally looked at her. "Hinata, I think we should break up."

His unexpected and painful words slapped her. She stilled. Her breath was caught in her throat. When she forced it down, she stuttered, "W-what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, Hinata. I really am. But I don't think we can continue our relationship. I mean, after tomorrow, we're no longer high school students. We'll be going our separate ways; I'm off to Harvard and you're off to Yale. We'll be meeting new people. I don't want to tie you down and frankly speaking, I don't want to be tied down either. We have our whole lives ahead of us so think of the possibilities. The opportunities. You understand what I'm saying, don't you?" He brushed his hand through his hair, a frown marring his face.

She wanted to shout no that she didn't. She didn't understand why he was doing this. Didn't he love her? He did. She knew he did! Hadn't he made love to her? Hadn't he promised her that he would love her forever? Why was he saying all these? Why was he hurting her?

Sasuke gave a sigh of relief. "I knew you would understand me. I knew that we would still be friends after this. In fact, I wanted to give you this-," he gestured to the nearly completed portrait of her.

"Why?"

Sasuke paused. He looked at Hinata who was now quivering, her shoulders shaking with uncontrolled sobs. Tears forced down her cheeks, anguish etched clearly in her face. His own throat burned with choked tears when he saw her like that.

Her soft voice now torn with pain and anger, "W-why are you doing this to me? How could you? W-were all those times we spent together l-lies? A-answer me!"

His own heart grieved. "It's for the best, Hinata. I'm sorry." His hand rose to cup her face but she knocked it away.

"Shut up! Who are you to decide what's best and what's not for me?" She lashed out at him.

He closed his eyes to stop his own tears. He tried to ignore the pain in her voice.

She whimpered. "I love you, Sasuke. I really do." With that, she ran out of the room, not taking the portrait that he had drawn of her.

When he could finally force his eyelids open, she was gone. He didn't realised that that would be the last time he would ever see her.

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okaa-san: Mother

otou-sama: Father

gomenasai: Sorry

J.K Rowling: author of Harry Potter, one of the BEST books ever

Yep, The Shinobi Chronicles is like a parody of Naruto the series. Okay, there's a lot of flashback but since it's the beginning of the story, it's really important for you to see what happened in the past.

I can't help making Sakura the bad person because I've always had this love-hate relationship with her.

I love Shinji! I think he is just sooo adorable. There'll be more of him in the next chapter.

And yes, Itachi is GAYYYYY. I didn't want him to murder his parents in here because come on, if that really happens in the real world, do you think they would just let him roam around freely? Give him some love, man. So he's gay AND a designer! Haha, you'll find out who his partner is in the later chapters. Want me to give you a clue? He's not Kisame. Gross.

And yep, Hanabi's fiancé is Gaara. Isn't that such a cute (yet weird) couple! More about them in the later chapters too. In this story, I'll probably be concentrating on the secondary characters too so stick around :D

Well then, I hope you liked it and reviews are MUCH appreciated! 