This is my second one-shot. The "What if?" in this story is, "What if Sasuke unknowingly left behind a son the second time he left Konoha?" I really like this one and I hope to write many more. But I will need ideas, so review and give me some!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Sadly, I do not own Sasuke. (I wish...cries) I only own Ashita and the plot.

Family Matters

Ashita felt Sasuke's weight leave the bed before her brain even registered it. Her eyes shot open and she jerked her head up from where it had been lying on a pillow. In the semi-darkness, she picked out Sasuke's form and heard the rustle of his clothes as he pulled them on. When Ashita realized that Sasuke was leaving again, she scrambled out of bed, draping a sheet around her body. Even though she already knew what his answer would be, she asked, "Sasuke, where are you going?" The Uchiha glanced up at her as she crossed over to his side of the bed and stood in front of him. He stood up, fully clothed now, and cupped the side of her face in his hand. "You know where I'm going. I have to go back." Ashita felt tears spring to her eyes. "I thought you were going to stay this time!" She half-sobbed. Sasuke looped and arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, stroking her hair gently. Ashita could feel the warmth of his body through the thin sheet she had wrapped around herself and she took comfort in that, softly crying into his chest. "I have to go, Ashita. You know that." He scooped her up bridal style and gently put her down on the bed. He leaned over her and titled her chin up with his fingers. "Sasuke, I don't want you to-!" The Uchiha cut her off by kissing her.

"I know you don't." He whispered. "I don't want to go either. But I still have to." He wiped a tear off her cheek. "I love you, Ashita. And I told Naruto to take care of you until I come back for good. He kissed her again, then closed her eyes with his fingers. "Good night, Ashita." He stroked her hair one last time, then he was gone. Ashita sighed and snuggled into her blankets. "Good night, Sasuke." Then she fell asleep thinking of raven hair and onyx eyes...

One week later...

Ashita woke up feeling sick again. She stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom to throw up in the toilet. When she was done, she fell back into bed, feeling weak. Her mornings had been like this ever since Sasuke had left again. She would wake up, vomit in her bathroom, then get a strange craving for pocky. As much as the eighteen year old wanted to pass it off as something normal, she was pretty sure she knew what was wrong with her. She decided to visit Sakura and find out if it was true...

"Yes." The pink-haired kunoichi affirmed. "You're pregnant, Ashita." Ashita smiled sadly. "I thought so. Thank you, Sakura. I have to go tell Naruto that he's going to be an uncle." She walked out of Sakura's house, but the other kunoichi called her back. "Um, Ashita, if you don't mind my asking, who-" "Sasuke." Ashita answered the question before it had completely left Sakura's mouth. "He came back to see me about a week ago, but he didn't come back to stay." The red-head the left before Sakura could say anything else, and hurried over to Naruto's house.

Surprisingly, the blond was at home. He must not have had any missions that day. Ashita plastered a smile on her face and gave her best friend a hug. "Hey, Naruto. Can I come in?" "Sure!" Naruto said brightly. He and Ashita went into his living room and sat down on his couch. After an awkward silence, Ashita began, "Naruto, about a week ago, Sasuke came back for one night to see me. I take it he saw you too, because he told me that asked you to take care of me until came back for good." Naruto nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he did."

"Anyway, ever since then, I've been getting sick in the morning and I keep craving pocky." Naruto eyes widened. "You're pregnant with Sasuke's kid?!" He guessed. "How did this happen?!" "I don't think you'd like to know, Naruto." Ashita commented dryly. Then a look of sadness passed over her face. "But I don't know what to do. What if Sasuke never comes back? I don't want my baby to grow up and never knew its father!" She was crying again, only this time it was Naruto who held her and not Sasuke. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Her best friend told her. Ashita sniffed, then managed to stop crying. "Thank you, Naruto. Her glittered withy amusement. "Or, shall I say, Uncle Naruto?" They shared a laugh at that, and later, Ashita went home knowing that, somehow, everything would be all right...

Six years later...

Sasurai Uchiha could hear the gentle melody of a piano coming from his house, from where he sat outside, playing. His mother was probably working on the new song she'd written recently. The five year-old took out the blunt shuriken his uncle had given him for his birthday and scratched his name into the ground. A shadow fell over him, blocking out the sunlight. Sasurai looked up to see a tall man with onyx eyes and raven-colored hair standing in front of him. The young Uchiha gasped. The person standing in front of him was a man he had only known through photographs and stories. Sasuke Uchiha, his father.

"Sasurai!" He heard his mother call from inside. His father's eyes widened at the sound of her voice. "Sasurai!" She called again, opening the front door of the house. "Where are-" She stopped dead in tracks at the sight of her son and his father staring at each other, onyx eyes locked on violet, in a silent face-off.

"Sasuke." She whispered in a voice Sasurai had never heard her use before. "You're back." Sasurai watched his father warily approach his mother, then pull her toward him into his arms. "For good." He murmured, stroking her hair while she sobbed into his chest. They stayed like that until Ashita pulled away, wiping the tears from her eyes. She scooped up Sasurai, with a yelp of from said child, and said with a smile, "Meet your son." Sasurai glared at his father. "You left." Sasuke smirked back at him. "Yes, I did leave. But I'm back now, and I'm going to stay." Sasurai looked away from him. "Mother and I are doing just fine on our own. We don't need you..." Ashita shook him gently. "Hush." She told him, placing him back on the ground.

"Go practice throwing that shuriken Uncle Naruto gave you, and your father will help you later." She added with a meaningful look at Sasuke. Sasurai's mood seemed to brighten. "Okay!" He gave his mother a hug before running off. "He's a lot like you, you know." Ashita took one of Sasuke's hands in hers. The Uchiha turned to stare at her, wondering why she wasn't spitting hatred at him. "Ashita..." He breathed. "I'm so sorry." Ashita gave him a quick kiss, then snuggled against him, breathing in his scent. "I know. It doesn't matter now. I love you, Sasuke."

Sasuke wrapped his arms around her. "Ashita?" "Hmm?" Came the reply. Sasuke took her left hand and slipped a ring onto her finger. "Will you marry me?" Ashita smiled. "You don't even have to ask. I want us to be a family from now on."

The End