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Full summary: Sasuke is a single father, doing his best to raise his child with an absent mother and his best friend since childhood, Naruto, has selflessly helped him in the process. The sucky part? Naruto is secretly in love with the bastard and tired of watching the throng of women come in and out of Sasuke's life. Nothing can possibly go right when you're in love with a straight man. Meanwhile, Itachi has agreed to tutor Naruto's promiscuous baby cousin who happens to be an ill-mouthed brat he may be in over his head teaching.

Warning: (18+.) OC(Children.) Character Undergoing Mental illness. Inappropriate relationship between minor/adult. Yaoi(Male x Male.) Psychological. I started this story about 2 years ago but don't worry my writing gets WAAAAAY better as it continues LOL.

"Do you remember when
I said I'd always be there.
Ever since we were ten, baby.
When we were out on the
playground playing pretend.
I didn't know it back then.
But I fell in love with my best friend." (- Best Friend. Jason Chen. /SasuNaru.)


That evening he stormed into the parking lot of his job building, glaring. He absolutely could not believe that asshole. His briefcase-bag on his shoulder, swaying in his heated step, he ran a hand through his blonde hair. All day he had been ordered around by his stern, dick-wad of a boss, and best friend since preschool, Uchiha Sasuke.

Some fucking friend! He couldn't even cut him a break!

Naruto sighed to himself as he neared his car and then opened the vehicle door and stepped inside, plopping down with a grunt. Time to head home for some ramen and sleep. Sasuke honestly tired him out, though he hadn't seen him much today; the man basically called him from his office, by phone, and stated his demands.

It was days like this he wondered what is it was like to go home to someone. A person that could ease his stress and exhaustion. He was a rather handsome young man, and had even been called gorgeous on occasion, annoyingly. His messy golden hair and the whisker like birth-marks scarring his cheeks that other people had always been weirded out by were now seen as attractive. Then there was his bright azure eyes and toned, slim body. Yeah, he guessed he could get anyone he wanted if he really wanted to.

Naruto was dressed in a crisp, dark suit and shoes, glancing at the watching on his wrist. Damn, it wasn't even that late and he was ready for bed. He sighed once again, and searched his pockets for his keys before finding them and putting the car key in the ignition.

After adjusting the mirrors in his preferred position, he backed out of the parking lot outside of his work place and took off down the street. He found himself bored within time and decided to turn on some music; when he came to a stop light, he reached over and switched through the stations because he forgot his aux cord that he could hook his phone up to it at home and he was sick of the CDs he had in his car. He stopped on a station he listened to very often.

Hearing the beat start up and a soft voice ring out, he gripped the steering-wheel and stepped on the gas after seeing that the light had turned green.

'Falling in love wasn't part of my plan. Started with a crush, now I call you my man.
Doubt that I'll ever fall in love, ever fall in love again. Cause you give me chills,
every time we chill.
I spend all of my days, doing doing..'

"Nothing but loving you, nothing but loving you baby. Boy, you got all my time. I'm loving your loving. ..Boy, you got all my, all my.. Love and affection, all my attention. You don't gotta question if I'm really…" The young man muttered to himself in a soft voice. He had a hidden talent for singing, weirdly enough. In the midst of him trilling along to the melody, his phone went off and he came to a stop sign, so quickly he reached for it and touched the bright screen before putting it on speaker and setting it in the cellphone holder in the vehicle.

"Yes, dad?" He said, stepping on the gas once again, his eyes focused on the road.

"Naruto, have you seen Menma?" His adoptive father, Umino Iruka, practically yelled through the device and the blonde turned the music down.

"Heh? Menma? ..No, I haven't heard from him since I dropped him off at school this morning. Why?" He inquired, arching a brow and he heard the man groan in frustration.

"He's still not home yet! I swear that child…"

Naruto tilted his lips, exhaling his breath. What could they do? Menma was Menma, his biological cousin, but more like his little brother; when he stayed out at all hours of the night they worried about him.

"I'll try to find him." Naruto said.

"Thank you, you're such a good child." His father praised and Naruto blushed slightly.

"I know."

"Get home safe."

"I will, don't worry." The blonde hummed, making a turn at a corner and then he hung the phone up.

He had an average life. Great job, amazing friends, wonderful family, nice home. But of course in the house he was alone all the time, unless he was having friends over but otherwise he lived alone. No boyfriend, no girlfriend, nothing.

He had a hard life as a child. The Uzumaki had been raised in an orphanage, never knowing who his real parents were and Menma came to the orphanage way after he did and he was sincerely grateful for that in a sad way because he was the only family that he knew, and maybe even had left. And Iruka adopted the both of them together, something he was more than thankful for because how often did that happen with orphans. Often orphans were separated from their kin through the adoption system and the last thing he wanted was to lose his little cousin. Menma had a hard life as well, tougher than Naruto's, even before he was an orphan, so Naruto felt he needed to look out for him.

Naruto grunted when his phone ringer went off again and glanced at the caller id. It was his bastard of a boss! If he wanted him to come back and work late he was out of his damn mind. Answering the phone, he tried to sound cheerful.

"Yes, Teme?"

The man gave a deep growl and Naruto heard papers shuffling.

"Uzumaki, watch your tone with me. And what have I told you? It's Sasuke-san or Uchiha-sama. Pick one dammit!"

Naruto's brows knitted together in confusion. "Well, someone's grumpy." He commented.

"Look I need to have these files sorted by Friday and the schedule of the meeting planned out by tomorrow so yes, I'm a little fucking stressed. But that's not what I called you for." He finished, his voice tired and strained. "I need you to pick up Daisuke for me. He had club activities but I completely forgot about the time, and I'll be leaving the office pretty late, so can you?"

Naruto nodded. "Of course I can."

He heard a sigh of relief from the man.

"But I think a please is in order." His boss sucked his teeth at that and a grin split on his face. That wouldn't be so hard. "Come on, I deserve a bit of appreciation."

"Pl-pl-please…?"

"Thank you." He grinned, knowing how hard it was for the man to even utter please or beg. "I'll be on my way right now." He ended the call to let his boss get back to work and took off for the child's school.

Daisuke Uchiha was his boss's pride and joy, his son. Sasuke had a kid when he was sixteen years old and Naruto had feelings for him. He liked Sasuke a lot, but the raven always had a girlfriend so he knew for a fact the Uchiha wasn't into guys and even though he felt angry sometimes and jealous of those girlfriends, he helped Sasuke with Daisuke a lot of the time in their teenage years.

He thought of Daisuke as his own at times, but over the years Naruto realized one day Sasuke would get married and find that person to take his place in Daisuke's life.


"-Wah! Lady, chill!" Naruto dodged a book that flew passed his head. Said woman was fair skinned and her hair was up in a bun.

"Uchiha-san said nothing about anybody picking up Daisuke-kun," She then gasped. "You're one of those sick perverts that waits outside schools aren't you? Blonde hair, blue eyes, you're a foreigner aren't you!" Naruto scratched the back of his head. What the fuck was this lady on?!

"Listen lady, I don't have time for this."

A child then came into the classroom, humming to himself and drying his small hands with a paper towel. He dressed nicely in red, knee-high shorts and a black sweater with a white collar and black school shoes. His brown eyes glancing up from his hands when he heard the noise, he spotted his favorite blonde in the whole wide world.

"Naru-chan!" The boy dashed over to the man and hugged his leg, looking up at him.

"Hey, little guy!" Naruto grinned, breaking his attention away from the teacher. The teacher's face faltered and she started second guessing herself.

"Wait… Daisuke? You know this man?" The woman asked, her eyes wavering.

"Mhm. He's my daddy's friend? Why?" His head tilted in curiosity and Naruto had a boastful smirk on his face, his hands on his hips.

"I am so sorry!" She bowed her head to the Uzumaki, apologizing frantically. "I had no idea! His father didn't call me so…"

The last fifteen minutes consisted of the woman trying to explain herself and then she called the child's father for confirmation. Something she should have done in the first place.

"She's a substitute." Daisuke whispered and Naruto flashed a forced smile.

This lady was fucking insane!


His home was an average condo with a sofa, coffee table in the centre of the living room and a flat-screen television was across from it. The kitchen was through a brown door and his bedroom was through the narrow hall leading out the living room, along with a bathroom and laundry room.

Naruto opened the door to his place, letting out a homely sigh as he stepped in first, the child following behind him with his backpack on his shoulders. Naruto tossed his keys in a basket and loosened his tie, yawning.

"Alright, Daisuke." The man turned his head to look at the boy who was looking around aimlessly. "There's the remote to watch tv. I'm gonna go fix us something to eat, okay? Sit tight." He informed and the boy hesitantly nodded, holding the straps to his backpack.

When he saw Naruto walk through the kitchen doors, Daisuke plopped down on the sofa. No matter how many times he came over here he always thought about how Naruto lived in such a small place. To him at least.

He was used to bigger, better. But this was kind of like his second home.


Naruto stood at the counter waiting on two cups of ramen noodles that he already filled with water and covered so the noodles could cook.

His hunger grew every second. His stomach growled as the half cooked scent hit his nose. He couldn't dig in just yet. He was only in a dress shirt, slacks and socks, quite comfortable after a long day's work.

He looked out the corner of his eyes when the kitchen door squeaked and Daisuke stepped in.

"Um… hi." He said nervously, waving a hand.

Naruto chuckled, turning to face him. "Hello," He mused. "What can I do for you?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to talk." The child stated, blush spreading across his cheeks and Naruto nodded, taking a seat and then Daisuke climbed up on a chair.

"So, Naru-chan, you don't have a mommy?"

The blonde's eyes widened and he blinked once. "…I don't."

The boy then sighed heavily. "Ah, that's cool now I can talk to you about it!" He gleamed.

Uchiha Daisuke, a very bright boy whom resembled his father a good deal, and also his gorgeous mother. His long, black hair laced into a french braid along his back while some smooth, stray hairs fanning out around his hairline. Another trait he obtained from his father was his flawless, snow white skin. Yes, he was a beautiful child of Spanish and Japanese descendent.

Naruto gushed mentally as the boy looked at him with big, gooey brown eyes.

"I got in trouble today." He mumbled, his eyes saddening and Naruto looked at him sternly.

"Dai…"

"But!" He said loudly, leaning on the dining table. "It's only because this kid was teasing me! He said I didn't have a mom so I pushed him!" He blurted out.

"Explain."

"Today there was an assignment in class," He began dreafully. "You had to write ten things you love about your mother, but I didn't have any 'cause I don't know my mother. Then, a kid just started teasing me when he saw my paper blank.." His voice trembled and Naruto could tell he was about to cry. A tear welled up in the child's eye but Daisuke wiped it away. "You said I shouldn't cry and I tried." His lips quivered.

"It's okay, Dai. You can cry." The blue eyed man got up and walked over to him before kneeling down. "Hey, it's alright. Not everyone has a mother and I know it's hard, but you don't have to hold it in." Naruto remembered the last time he gave the boy advice and Daisuke was still holding to it. Probably not his best advice.

"It's okay, ya know." The blonde cupped the boy's face and his thumbs wiped away those tears. "Your father does pretty well with women, right?" He uttered, arching a brow.

"Daddy's a big stupid head with women!" The raven retorted and Naruto laughed lightly.

"But maybe you can have a mother, that is, if your father settles down." The Uzumaki nodded encouragingly.

"I want you to be my mommy." Daisuke cried and the Uzumaki hugged him tight in his embrace, disappointment glinting in his gaze. Daisuke sobbed on his shoulder and Naruto's blue eyes softened as he smoothed his hand down the boy's head.

"I know." He attempted soothed.

The small Uchiha sniffled, tightening his hold on the blonde. His heart hurt. Why couldn't Naruto be his mommy? The boy never knew his real mom. He didn't even know what she looked like because didn't really take out the photo album. And his father didn't like speaking about her, either.

"Daisuke," Naruto leaned up and the small Uchiha rubbed is nose. "Let's have some ramen, okay? I know you're hungry. And then we can watch a movie." He reassured, patting the child's shoulders.

He weakly nodded, wiping his face.

Naruto smiled softly. "That's my boy."


Porcelain skin, inky black hair with bangs that framed his face and intense, midnight eyes, his body was lean built and well toned. Of course he was, he worked out daily, for just the right amount of time and women loved that about his body. It was perfect. Indeed, Sasuke was a very handsome man.

He trotted up the steps of his friend's condo, clad in a black suit and fished his pockets for a spare key once he reached the door.

Naruto always gave his friends key copies to his condo in case of an emergency.

He huffed his breath, finding the key and unlocked the door. It was going on 1:00 am. so Daisuke was probably waiting on him. He stepped into the place and it was dark, only the tv illuminating the room and then his dark eyes spotted Naruto and his son asleep, obviously after having a lot of snacks because the wrappers were spread out on the coffee table.

The Uchiha kicked off his shoes and waltzed inside. He neared the occupied furniture and a small smile quirked on his face once he saw his son and Naruto sprawled on the sofa.

He momentarily stared at the Uzumaki's sleeping expression, watching his chest fall and rise. He always adored Naruto's sleeping face, strangely enough. Sometimes he thought the idiot had to be the most adorable blonde he had ever seen. Then there were times he thought it was odd to have these thoughts about his best friend. But he didn't care, they were close like that. Shaking his head, he emptied his head of how cute Naruto looked right now. Naruto was a guy after all. Now women, those lovely dolls were cute. The man had been a ladies' man since high school, thus resulting in Daisuke Uchiha being born.

Quietly he breathed, his eyes moving to Daisuke and he noticed his tear-stained face. A brow rose in concern and he tapped the blonde's shoulder.

"No more candy, Dai.." Naruto murmured, his face twitching in irritation.

Sasuke snorted, rolling his eyes and shook him this time. "Dobe."

"Teme.." Naruto grunted, shifting his body bit and the Uchiha was surprised Naruto actually heard that in his sleep.

He frowned in annoyance and flicked him on the forehead with fingers. Wincing harshly, Naruto finally woke up, his eyes half lidded. "Hm… Sa'suke?" He grumbled, rubbing his eyes and the man simply nodded. "Damn, took you long enough." He lazily grinned, sitting up and stretched his arm, bones cracking as he did so.

"Thanks for watching him, Naruto." He said, holding out a fist and Naruto drowsily gave him a fist bump, his shoulders slumped.

"Yeah, whatever. No problem,"

"He was crying?" The man fluently leaned down, his hand caressing the child's cheek.

"Some kid was picking on him." He mentioned, glaring. Kids were so damn mean. Sasuke's dark eyes hardened and his hand clenched into a fist. Nobody messed with his; he felt maybe he should start teaching the boy how to fight for himself instead of crying about it. That's what his father taught him, but that probably wasn't the best solution.

"I should teach him how to punch assholes in the face." The man stated bitterly and Naruto looked at him. "What? Clearly an asshole made him cry."

"An asshole would know." Naruto snickered, throwing out that insult.

"Oh yes. Very funny, Dobe."


After getting home, Sasuke tossed his suit jacket to the side and Daisuke walked passed him, not saying anything.

"Daisuke?" He called.

The boy turned on his heels, glancing at him with tired eyes. Sasuke hated to see that stressed look on his face, but he needed to talk to him. He beckoned him over and the child trotted over to him.

They both took a seat on the big sofa and the boy was silent beside him, his fists in his lap.

"What happened today?" He inquired.

His son shrugged. "Nothing." He didn't want to stress his father out any more than he already was. Naruto already explained everything to the Uchiha, but he wanted to hear it from Daisuke's mouth.

"Did you get teased today?" He asked, placing a hand on the child's head and the boy flinched, gulping.

"Mhmm."

Sasuke exhaled his breath and ruffled the child's hair. "About what?"

Puffing out his cheeks, he replied. "I don't have a mommy."

The Uchiha rubbed his hand down his face. How was he supposed to fix this?

"Ah, what about grandma, she's like your mother." He insinuated, looking at the child and grabbing his backpack off his back.

"Grandma is grandma." He answered bluntly, a grim tone in his voice.

"Right," He said, nodding. "…What about Yuka-chan, she's a nice mommy." He vaunted, a smug smile on his face.

"Daddy, you dumped her yesterday." He pointed out, looking at him seriously. With the help of his uncle they got rid of that evil bitch! Or so Itachi called her.

Sasuke's eyes instantly narrowed. He already knew it had been the work his big brother and Daisuke. They completely wrecked his date yesterday night because she was no good for him, as Itachi put it. Heh, that man was a pure demon who just loved to torture him. "I did, didn't I?" He eyed his son skeptically.

"Uh-huh." Daisuke surely nodded.

"Well, tell me what kind of mother you would like." His father leaned back against the sofa, his hair messy.

Daisuke tapped his finger on his chin, tilting his lips. "…Naru-chan."

Sasuke's eyes widened.

"Hn?"

"Naru-chan."

"Dai, Naruto is a man." He chuckled deeply.

The boy gave a nod. "I know, but a guy can be a mommy too, daddy! Grandma told me!" He beamed, grinning widely. "Unless I have Naru-chan as a mommy I won't be happy." He voiced strictly.

Sasuke nodded, thinking to himself. Maybe, he could make that happened.

"Fine." He stood up from his seat and picked up his son. "It's late, so bath time." He said, picking the boy up and making air plane sounds. Daisuke giggled as his father flew him through the air like a jet and then dashed up the stairs.

"Daddy, you're gonna step on my toy!" He whined.

"-Ouch! Fuck! That hurt!"

"Aahaha!"


Naruto strolled through the company building the next day, holding some files close to his chest, grinning from ear to ear.

"Morning, Naruto!" Kiba looked up from his office computer screen after checking to see what company packages should be arriving today and eyed at Naruto expectedly. "Sasuke running you hard today?"

The blonde stopped, turning to him with a strange gaze in his eyes. "Surprisingly, no."

"Really?" Sakura cut in, walking away from the office printer with a paper in her hand and eying him oddly. "Sasuke-kun usually tells you to do a thousand things at once. He might have a heart today." She smiled, patting his back and the blonde dobe shook his head.

"I doubt that." He replied, pursing his lips. All the other employees were hard at work in the incorporation building, which was fucking huge. That was why he was actually rushing to get these files to the Engineering department, and that was on the fucking twelfth floor.

"How is Daisuke-kun?" Sakura chimed, stepping forward. They had all been friends during high school, so it was no secret that Sasuke had a child and they simply adored the boy.

"He's fine… I guess. I mean, he's dealing with a few assholes at school, but he's good." He replied pointedly.

"I sure wouldn't want to have Sasuke as a father. He's such an asshole." Kiba scoffed, scrunching up his nose. "Can you believe he won't give a damn raise?"

"C'mon, Kiba. He may not seem like it, but Sasuke is a great father," Naruto said defensively with a roll of his eyes and Kiba frowned, obviously uncaring of that fact. Sometimes Naruto just wished Sasuke would give Kiba the damn raise so he would stop being so grumpy in the morning.

"Kiba, Naruto-kun respects Sasuke-kun, unlike you dog-brain, and he's right. Sasuke takes good care of Daisuke. I've seen it myself," The bubble gum haired woman scolded and the messy hair man bared his canines at her. "Lighten up, idiot."

"Naruto-kun," The three looked at a red haired woman that approached them and she pushed her glassed further onto her nose. "Uchiha-san would like to see you." Sasuke's secretary, Karin, informed him.

"Oh. Okay." Naruto nodded, walking over to set the files he had on his desk and then left to go see what Sasuke needed of him today.


When he reached the Uchiha's office, he knocked on the door and got a discreet 'come in'. Naruto turned the knob and walked in, blue eyes gazing at the man sitting at his desk.

Sasuke bit down on the end of a silver pen, dark eyes glued to the computer screen. He heard the door close before glancing away from it.

"Ah, Naruto. Take a seat." He gestured his hand toward a chair in his office and Naruto cautiously moved towards it, taking a seat. The Uchiha was being strangely nice to him today.

"What?"

"I have a proposition for you." He announced, leaning back in his chair and the blonde stared at him oddly.

"Oh. A proposition?"

"A proposal." Sasuke simply rephrased the word to where Naruto could comprehend it. Naruto wasn't a fan of difficult words.

Naruto dumbly blinked, but put on an understanding smile.

The Uchiha's dark gaze narrowed. "Dammit, Naruto. I want you to do something for me!"

"Oh. I got it!" Naruto grinned, nodding. And no. He was not this ditzy because he was a blonde. "Man, chill sometimes. Don't get so worked up. What do you need from me?" He went on to ask.

"I want you to become my son's mother." He demanded and the Uzumaki's eyes grew wide.

His eye brows exceptionally. "What? What are you talking about?"

"You heard me." Sasuke snorted arrogantly.

"Yeah, I heard you but-"

"I'll give you a raise." The raven negotiated.

"Okay, the fact that you want to pay me to be branded as Daisuke's 'mother' is wrong on so many levels," Naruto rolled his eyes, getting up. This was dumb. And Sasuke said a lot of dumb shit in his life, but this topped the cake. "I know I've been that person in his life, but ultimately you need to find the woman to take on that role. Not me.. I'm just... I do what I can." He sheepishly said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"He told me he wanted you. What can I say to him? No?" He argued firmly, reclining back with a sigh and Naruto felt bad.

"Sasuke… I can't." He replied unfortunately, his eyes wavering. "You can't just decide to brand me as his mother, that's not how this works you know. And wouldn't that seem weird to you? I'm a guy, and I'm pretty sure your future wife wouldn't like that very much," He added, laughing a bit. Sasuke shook his head, pulling open the drawer of his desk and whipped out a photo.

"Usuratonkachi, could you really say no to this?" The man held the photo up and Naruto swallowed, guilt in the pit of his stomach. "This child wants a mother and not any normal woman, he wants you." He explained and the blue eyed male cussed under his breath. It was a picture of baby Daisuke on the verge of tears.

"Sasuke, you're my best friend but.. wait, dude. You have pictures of your son stored in your work desk? What the hell are you using those for?" He asked completely dumbfounded. Sasuke whipped it out on reflex, like he black mailed people with it everyday. He wouldn't be shocked if that was the case either.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed. "No, not only of my child."

Naruto sighed.

"I also have pictures of my old pets that I assume Onii-san killed." He snarled, his lips twitching at the thought of his older brother.

"Some of my suffering brother when he got poison ivy and my mother, whom I adore. Would you like to see a photo of Dai in a cute little ninja cosplay, he was so adorable that Halloween." He rummaged around in the drawer and Naruto's forehead formed a sweat drop.

"No, Sasuke. I've already seen it. And did you forget I'm with you guys every Halloween, Teme."

Sasuke looked at the photo, smiling proudly. "I know. But I get so much enjoyment out of looking back at his most adorable costumes."

Naruto had a small grin on his lips.

"Look, you know I do everything I can to make sure Daisuke is the happiest child in the world. You're what makes him happy and I'll stop at nothing unless you take the offer. I want him to have an amazing childhood, I don't want him to feel faulted because he doesn't have a mother. That's my fault." The man acknowledged truthfully, deeply blaming himself. "You are deemed worthy of being his mother, since you practically have been since he was born, and I thank you for that."

"Yeah.. I have." He agreed with a nod.

Sasuke put his son's picture away. "Thing is, you weren't there because you felt like you needed to be. You wanted to be, even though it wasn't your responsibility. But still, you were there for us and you helped me raise Daisuke."

Isabella, Daisuke's mother, ditched both him and her son years ago. And Sasuke regretted ever being with her in the first place because of it. He wished he had known the woman could be so irresponsible and indifferent towards her own child before he knocked her up. But, it was too late for that now. What's done was done.

Naruto stared at the Uchiha, admiration in his eyes. Sasuke really was a great father, always willing to do anything for his child. He had known that since they were teenagers, and even being asked of this, it wouldn't change anything.

"Sasuke, you should know you don't have to ask me."


to be continued...

Note(s): 1 - Daisuke has a different mother than in the original. 2 - Naruto has no history with Kiba. 3 - Sasuke was never married.

A/N: Yes, the new and improved version has finally been posted. This version will be different, but will have the same pairings in the end and get a bit angsty at times (flash back wise) not too much though hopefully. The bio for Uchiha Daisuke is on my profile and on my Tumblr so if you want to get familiar with his character you can check it out.