Of Marriage and Babies | By : Istas Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1487 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Rated:
PG-13; I don’t believe that it is mature enough to
be anything higher.
Pairings: SasuNaru and KakaIru with a wee bit of FugaMiko and ItaKisa.
Warnings: Some swearing, MPREG, talking of Mpreg, a bit of OOCness, some talk
of revenge, and an Mpreg idea from a future story. I think that’s all...
Of
Marriage and Babies
By: Istas
Iruka looked up from his book as the
doorbell rang; his husband was on an ANBU mission and not expected to be back
for another week and Naruto had told him about his appointment with Tsunade
concerning his odd weight gain (the teacher had reckoned that Ichiraku’s ramen
was finally getting revenge). Frowning, Iruka swiftly inserted a bookmark to
mark his place and closed his book. Who could possibly be awake (beside him)
this early in the morning?
Removing the chain from its lock, Iruka
froze as he looked out. Standing on his doorstop was a crying Naruto with tears
in his eyes and beet-red cheeks—a clear sign that the twenty-year-old had ran
all the way over here. In the back of his mind, Iruka tried to figure out why
this seemed so familiar...
Regardless, Iruka beckoned the blond in, hastily
moving into his kitchen to prepare tea. Setting two cups and saucers down
followed by a filled kettle, a plate of cookies, and some napkins onto a tray,
the Chuunin walked back and placed the serving dish down on the table
in-between his chair and couch.
“Naruto, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
The teacher asked, sitting down and quickly assembling together Naruto’s cup of
tea. Giving it to him, Iruka’s worry grew as the Hokage-to-be finished his drink
in two gulps.
Wiping his eyes with his sleeve, Naruto
cleared his throat. “Well, remember when I came to you all those years ago and
you told me about the birds and the bees?”
Iruka nodded, mortified that Naruto even
remembered that day; at least now he knew why this felt so familiar. After
Naruto had ran off, Sasuke’s father had came storming over with his son in his
arms, wanting an explanation as to why the boy had been telling everybody and
their mother that he was going to marry Naruto Uzumaki and have a bunch of
babies...
When Iruka had finally finished explaining,
Sasuke had asked if he was related to tomatoes, due to his red face...Kakashi
hadn’t been able to walk straight after Iruka had finished beating his arse
(according to the Copy-Cat Ninja, on the other hand, it was really the day that
the Academy teacher had finally confessed his love for Kakashi).
Naruto fidgeted, picking up and putting
down his cup over and over again as he thought. After a few moments, Iruka promptly
snatched it away from him, afraid that he’d lose a piece of china if the man
didn’t stop. “Naruto, tell me. What’s wrong? Did Sasuk—”
“SASUKE MADE ME PREGNANT!” Naruto cried, running
his hands through his hair and grasping at it, clearly showing that his
emotions were going haywire.
Iruka choked, pieces of cookie flying from
between his lips, and quickly cleaned the little mess he made with a napkin.
“How in World of Everything Holy did you become pregnant?”
Pouting, Naruto prepared another cup and
popped two of the cookies into his own mouth. “Okay, back to the birds and bees
thing. Remember when I said that Sasuke was going to get me pregnant because he
was an Uchiha?”
Iruka nodded.
“Well, apparently, he was right. Sort of. Have
you heard of the Mamoru clan?” Naruto asked, finally cleaning the evidence that
he had been crying from his face.
The Chuunin frowning, his forehead
scrunching in thought, “Isn’t that the family where the males are born with the
ability to give birth? I thought they all lived in Snow Country.”
Naruto sighed, taking a sip of his tea.
“Well, first, you need to know that they created a jutsu that gives other men
outside their family the ability to reproduce and, like the Mamoru men, have
been nicknamed Bearers because, once it’s been performed, it cannot be removed.
It also gets passed down to the children, but I don’t think Sasuke cares about
that...Second, um, well, apparently, Mikoto is related to a Mamoru’s couple and
they agreed to give her the jutsu a few years back...”
Iruka’s eyebrow twitched as his annoyance
at the youngest Uchiha grew. “So, your engagement; was that a part of his plan
or...?”
Naruto shook his head, again fidgeting with
his cup. “I didn’t believe Sasuke when he said he loved me; I mean, I know that I’m in love with him, but I didn’t know that
it was mutual. Fuck, I didn’t even know that he really wanted to start a family
with me! Yesterday...he finally admitted that he had performed the jutsu almost
three months ago while I was taking a nap. We were dating, I suppose you could
call it, so it was easy for the baby to be created, but I...” The young man
sighed, biting his lip as he thought.
The Chuunin tentatively smiled at his
former student, “Well, it can’t all be bad, can it? You’ll have a child soon
that you can spoil with your love, just like you wanted when you were younger.”
Tsunade’s successor nodded, placing his cup
down once more before looking up at his parental figure. “I didn’t want to say
this, but I think you deserve to know. Kakashi was a part of this too,
Iruka-sensei, and I have reason to believe that I’m not the only one pregnant
at the moment,” he finished, glancing at his mentor’s abdomen.
Clenching his hands into fists, Iruka
softly growled as he thought back to when his husband had acted almost too suspiciously. “I knew Kashi had been lying that day—he
said he had been training with Sasuke,” Iruka roughly put his cup down, knowing
that he would break it as his anger grew.
“I had taken a nap because I hadn’t slept
well the night before; I woke up to see Kakashi standing over me with a grin on
his face. I thought it was from enjoying his spar, but now that I think about
it...He didn’t even have a speck of dirt on him! Damnit!”
However, Naruto was smiling as he listened.
Leaning back and linking his hands together over the slight bump of weight, he
snickered. “I don’t see how this can be a bad thing, Iruka...” A mischievous
light danced in Naruto’s eyes as his grin grew. “Sasuke’s stuck on the couch until
I don’t feel like punching him in the face anymore and I’ve decided that he’s
not going to find out about our little baby boy.”
Following his student’s example, Iruka chuckled,
“At least now I know why Mikoto was looking at baby clothes the other day...I
think I’m going to enjoy seeing Kakashi covered in baby puke, Naruto, very much.”
Eating another cookie, Naruto snickered,
already thinking of the future to come.
-~-
Over at the Uchiha-Uzumaki house located in
the Uchiha Compound, Kakashi’s head snapped up from reading his perverted
literature and shivered as he continued to ignore Sasuke’s ranting. “I feel
like I’m going to hate the next few years...”
End.
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