Title: The Art of Evasion
Summary: There is no outrunning an angry papa Sasuke.
Pairing: SaraJin/InoSara
Note I: I'm sorry, I can't write Sai decently to save my life. x_x
Note II: Not sure how far I'm going to carry this. Maybe two or three more chapters. Five chapters sounds like a good number.
Disclaimer: Naruto, not mine since 1999.


"Inojin's been acting rather strangely for the last two days, don't you think?" Ino asks as she arranges a flower bouquet.

Sai, sitting on a stool next to her and doodling in a sketchbook, merely shrugs. "I've read that boys of his age are walking volcanoes of sexual tension. Perhaps he has been acquiring pornographic materials in secret in order to-"

There is a crash as Ino shoves Sai off of the stool and he goes crashing to the ground. A look of disgust crosses her face. "I don't need to know that about my son."

Sai looks confused. "I don't understand. I read that it's a natural release function of the human body. Is that not so?"

Exasperated, Ino throws up her hands. "I don't care if it's natural or not, he doesn't need those things. He has a girlfriend!"

Sai's confusion clears up at this explanation. "Ah, Sarada-chan, right? I'm surprised Sasuke-kun has been taking it so well. He seems like the protective type."

Ino makes a face as she tries not to laugh. "Sasuke is very protective. I had to fill out a questionnaire and sign a waiver to see Sakura when she was pregnant. And anyway, he doesn't know about the kids, and we'd like to keep it that way."

Her husband nods in understanding, going back to his drawing. Ino looks around the flower shop, frowning. "Where is that boy, he was supposed to help mind the store today."

Wetting the tip of his brush with his tongue, Sai replies absentmindedly, "The last I saw he was hiding in a tree behind the house."

Before Ino can express her annoyance, the bell over the shop door rings.


"Yamanaka."

Standing in the door are a stone-faced Sasuke and a resigned-looking Sakura. The look on Sasuke's face immediately provides an explanation for Inojin's evasive behavior and disappearance, and Ino sighs and plants a smile on her face.

"What's up? What can I get for you guys?"

"You can bring me your hellspawn," Sasuke says tersely. Sakura rolls her eyes.

Ino purses her lips. "My child is a perfect angel. Why should I hand him over to you?"

"Because he defiled my daughter and violated my wife!" His sharingan unconsciously activates as he hisses at her.

Ino is unimpressed. "It was bound to happen at some point, Uchiha, whether it was my kid or not. Sarada's a good kid, she can make her own choices. Besides, I would know if my son had sex. A mother knows these things. And what the hell is this about Sakura?"

At the mention of sex, a black crackling flame sparks into existence.

"SASUKE, YOU IDIOT. PUT IT OUT. PUT IT OUT!"


Inojin leaps from the tree as soon as he senses Sasuke's chakra in the vicinity. He hits the ground hard and starts running as fast as he can. He's not taking any chances. After what he pulled the other day in the alley, Sasuke is sure to kill him on sight.

He cuts through the neighbors' yards, leaping over fences and climbing to the rooftops. Shooting off an inky messenger bird as he goes, Inojin heads for one of the farthest training grounds.

Once there, he settles behind an outcropping of boulders and waits. It doesn't take long, and he hears a sharp whistle from somewhere behind him. Inojin frantically smooths out his short pony tail and checks his breath before revealing himself.

He grins at Sarada, who's standing there twirling a kunai around her finger, that signature Uchiha smirk gracing her face. She saunters up to him slowly, subtly swinging her hips. She doesn't speak, but as she approaches him she drags a finger down his chest.

Sarada leans in close, and Inojin feels lightheaded from the spicy floral scent she's wearing filling his nostrils. She tugs on his collar, pulling his ear down toward her lips.

"Gotcha," she whispers.

Inojin blinks in confusion. "Huh?"

He feels the sharp press of a kunai against his gut as Sarada morphs into Uchiha Sasuke.

to be continued.