Naruto & Sasuke: Daddy Potential?

 

Title: Naruto & Sasuke: ...Daddy Potential? (N.S.D.P.)

Author: PrettyKitty93

Warnings: Mild Language, Suggestive Acts, Lemons/Limes in some chapters, slightly incestuous in later chapters (?)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto series or any of the characters, they are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. This is just for fun, I do not make any money from this fic.

N.S.D.P.

Extra Two: Noises and Questions

Sasuke could see from early on that Miyaki was going to be a mischievous child who got himself into trouble. However, Miyaki didn't seem like the type to cause trouble on purpose. No, in fact he wasn't just another mini Naruto, or for lack of better words, another Namkishi Hatake… (he was always in trouble.) Miyaki was the type that just attracted trouble unintentionally.

The little raven-haired boy loved asking questions as soon as he could ask them. One day, he was staying at his Aunt Nami's, and his little thirteen month-old hands grasped onto her perfectly abundant breasts, asking, "Wat dis?"

"Boobies," three and a half year-old Namkishi, who happened to be nearby, snickered. Nami scolded him for his bad taste in toilet humor, while Miyaki was already processing the word. He had a thirst for knowledge.

In fact, for the first three years of Miyaki's life, his favorite phrase was "Wat dis?" He would question even the most awkward of things, like when he found a condom in his dad's dresser and promptly asked his parents about the thing.

"Just tell him, it couldn't hurt," Naruto insisted.

"No, I don't want to start having The Talk with my son at three," Sasuke argued, snatching the item from Miyaki.

In short, Sasuke suspected that Miyaki's thirst for knowledge was going to be the boy's most outstanding feature, and his biggest downfall all at the same time.

He cracked the door to his parent's bedroom one night, at age four now, having crawled out of bed in fear of a nightmare. "Mama!" he called into the darkness of the master bedroom.

The two men, that were busy playing 'tag' under the covers, immediately froze. "Shit," Sasuke hissed under his breath. "Who's turn is it to put him back to bed?"

"He called you… mama," Naruto snickered.

Sasuke smacked Naruto on the arm, before abandoning the nice warm bed and the body underneath it to take the boy back to bed. Ever since Miyaki had been born, Tsunade had explained to the boys that a man having a baby was an extremely rare condition, so it most likely won't ever happen again. That said, the men took it as their free invitation to screw like rabbits… Whenever Miyaki was sleep of course.

Sasuke tucked Miyaki back into bed with a kiss goodnight and a, "Sweet dreams Miyaki. Now, be a good little boy and stay in bed alright?"

Miyaki nodded obediently, before asking, "Mama, what are you and daddy doin'?"

"Sleeping of course, like you should be," Sasuke replied, wondering what kind of question was that.

"No I mean when you an' daddy are wreslin' under the covers makin' funny noises,"

Sasuke's face turned bright crimson, but luckily the little boy didn't notice in the darkness of the room. "We're doing mommy and daddy stuff. Stuff you don't need to know about until you're older."

"How old?"

"Old," Sasuke declared.

"Why can't I know now?" Miyaki asked, steadily curious.

"Because it's bed time now Miyaki…" Sasuke concluded, tugging at his hair as though he'd go crazy. "Me and daddy will tell you when you're eighteen," he declared with a yawn. "End of discussion."

"Aww…" the little raven pouted. "Night night Mama."

Sometimes, the two men found that Miyaki's questions were damn near impossible to answer. One instance, among many when Miyaki was five, was when Naruto ran Miyaki a bath. The little boy, playing in the soap suds happily, randomly decided to ask, "Why is a penis called a penis? Because you pee out of this?"

Naruto gave Miyaki a wide-eyed look. Honestly, he was slightly impressed with his son's reasoning. "Um… that's a good question Miyaki but you see… I don't think there is a reason. That's just like asking why is an arm called an arm. Or why a leg is a leg. They just are."

"Oh," he replied, accepting that answer. "Daddy, why don't girls have them?"

"Because only boys have them. Girls have a vagina instead," Naruto explained, not too bothered about this surprisingly. He actually felt that he and Sasuke needed to encourage Miyaki's thirst for knowledge, however if Sasuke hadn't been away at a mission right then, he might've freaked out over the fact that Naruto was telling their son what a vagina was. "Wait… how do you know girls don't have them?"

"Because one time, Shikamaru was changing Shimi, and she didn't have one. I could tell." Shiori, or who Miyaki dubbed Shimi, was Shikamaru and Hinako's now two year-old daughter.

"Obviously," Naruto muttered to himself, before he decided to get Miyaki out of the tub, lifting him out with a towel wrapped around him. "And for the record, don't look at any girls naked anymore. That's not right."

"Daddy, why do we wear clothes?"

"Miyaki… ask me later," Naruto sighed. He'd had enough Q&A already, and the day had barely begun. He was starting to think that 'Because I said so' was a pretty viable answer…

To Be Continued...