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Piece by Piece, Back Together	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 8229 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
- 10
- 11
- 12
Author's note: Sorry for the delay, guys, I ended up having to finish the chapter tonight because my time management has gone to shit lately.
Thanks to the following reviewer: smint45
Warnings: set around two years after their graduation; angst (it was inevitable, I'm sorry); mature content and something you've been waiting for for quite a while now
I hope you'll like it!
11 Expanding Part 1
Shutting the door with his foot, he checked his phone and saw that it would still be two hours before Sasuke's class would let out and he'd come home. He could search through the fridge and the pantry for something to make dinner with, but he was in the mood for ramen and he wondered how long – and what exactly – it would take for him to convince the Alpha that it was a good evening to eat ramen.
Well, it was always a good moment to eat ramen if you asked him, but he and Sasuke had compromised about the amount of ramen he could eat each week. Sasuke called it a compromise, but he was more inclined to call it a sacrifice – a big difference. The other man should be glad he loved him so much, because Naruto had never before sacrificed his ramen.
Walking into the living room, he dumped his bag next to the couch and flipped through the mail they'd received today. A couple of those were just some flyers; one announcing a neighbourhood party and the other one promoting a new store that would open soon. Two envelops were addressed to each of them and he smirked when he encountered the one addressed to him.
Uchiha Naruto.
They were both attending their second year at university, but he was still very amused every time a letter addressed to him arrived. He'd let Sasuke handle some of the paperwork before they'd moved into this flat and had only discovered Sasuke's mistake when the first letter had arrived for him. In a bout of absentmindedness Sasuke had written down his last name instead of Uzumaki on the paperwork; he'd only realised what he had done when Naruto had pointed it out to him.
The blond had never seen him grow so red before and he'd actually started stammering a bit, explaining that he hadn't meant to write it like that and that he didn't know what he'd been thinking. He'd fix the mistake, he assured the Omega, though his eyes had remained glued on the name of the paper. There had been something in those black eyes, something akin to longing, that had made Naruto say he didn't have to worry about it and that he was okay with the way his information had been recorded.
"After all," he'd smirked, "I'm going to take on your last name in the future when we get married, so we can consider this as practice."
Sasuke had rolled his eyes and scoffed, slapping Naruto's head and calling him an idiot, but his eyes had been soft and his kiss had been grateful.
Despite their steady relationship they hadn't discussed a potential marriage yet or whether they would change their last names or keep them, but Naruto thought he wouldn't mind changing his last name to Uchiha. It seemed to make the Alpha happy every time he saw 'Uchiha Naruto' printed on paper, even though he tried to hide it, and Naruto wasn't that attached to his last name that he would refuse taking up Sasuke's.
Not that they needed a wedding to show their love for each other. His fingers touched a particular spot right where his neck met his shoulder and he smiled. He didn't need a mirror to know there was a silvery small scar like mark hidden half underneath the collar of his shirt. A mark which had been adorning his neck for two months now.
He knew something was different. Since the moment Sasuke had set foot inside their flat, there had been a subtle tension in the air. Not the bad kind, heralding an upcoming fight, fortunately, but it was there nonetheless and it made Naruto quite puzzled.
He could feel it humming between them when Sasuke pulled him closer, hands clutching at his hips and helping him move up and down on his cock; the tip of it brushing teasingly against his sweet spot every time he sank down again. His own hands gripped the Alpha's shoulders tightly, using them to brace himself against whenever he lifted himself up.
The fire in the pit of his belly was steadily growing, spreading out to his limbs, setting his veins on fire and making his fingertips tingle. He started moving quicker, chasing after his climax, the pleasure rising, bringing him tantalizingly close every time he pushed himself down, and he couldn't hold back the litany of curses and moans that escaped him when Sasuke started jerking him off, sucking a bruise in his neck.
He didn't quite catch it at first, too lost in a haze of mind numbing pleasure. Only when dark eyes flicked up at him expectantly did he realise that he'd been asked something.
"Wh-what?" he asked breathlessly, his cheeks flushing even harder when Sasuke smirked, clearly knowing why the blond hadn't heard him the first time. God, he could be such a smug bastard at times.
A smug bastard who was way too good at taking him apart, not that he would ever admit that aloud.
"I want to Mark you," Sasuke repeated, voice barely louder than a murmur, but his eyes were intense and solemn and the grip on Naruto's hips had become halting, keeping him seated instead of helping him move.
Naruto's heart skipped a beat and his breathing hitched. Blue eyes wide, he asked shocked, "You're serious?"
"I wouldn't joke about this," Sasuke said; one of his hands shifting to come up and cradle the Omega's neck. "Do you want me to Mark you?"
Naruto breathed out slowly, though his heart was still hammering in his chest so loudly it wouldn't surprise him if the dark haired man could hear it too. "We'd be bound for life," he remarked quietly, even as his fingers curled into strong shoulders and his hips started rocking back and forth gently.
Dark eyes became half lidded, but the intensity in them never wavered. "You say that like I would mind that," he retorted and cocked his head to the right. "I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, Naruto, and there's never going to be anyone else for me but you. Do you want to carry my Mark?"
"God," Naruto groaned and kissed him so fiercely his own lips stung when he pulled back again. "Of course I want your Mark! You didn't even need to ask!"
"That's usually the polite thing to do when you're about to bind someone to you for life," Sasuke replied dryly, but his hands were shaking when he cupped Naruto's cheeks and the kiss he delivered upon swollen, red lips was soft and so full of love it made tears prick behind blue eyes.
"Hey bastard, I told you before: you're not going to get rid of me that easily," Naruto said roughly, blinking away some stray tears.
Sasuke huffed out a soft laugh. "I'm glad," he said before capturing the blond's mouth in a heated kiss and they started moving again, more frantic now, spurred on by their need for each other.
This time when white flashed across his eyes, pleasure skyrocketing and exploding, he felt rather than heard Sasuke snarl and he screamed when teeth closed down in his neck, the combination of pain pleasure pain ecstasy making him dizzy and leaving him gasping for air, shuddering through the waves of pleasure.
His teeth ached and when Sasuke started coming inside him, his own mouth snapped close onto Sasuke's left side of his neck, piercing through skin. A coppery taste dusted his lips and a different sort of warmth, one unfamiliar until this moment, settled in his chest, glowing gently within.
"You're stuck with me for life," Naruto slurred afterwards, blinking dazedly up at the ceiling as the sweat on his body cooled down and his breathing started to settle.
Sasuke smirked and drew him against his side, sweaty stickiness be damned. "I think I can live with that."
The moment they had set foot inside the house, mum had immediately noticed the new additions in their necks. To be honest, Naruto had been a tad worried that his parents would think him still too young to be Marked, but all they had done was congratulate them both before dragging them into the kitchen to celebrate their first year at university being over and done with.
Dad ended up telling them he'd been surprised they took so long to Mark each other, which given how chill the both of them had been about their son's relationship with Sasuke, was a comment Naruto really should have expected.
Kakashi had just smirked, telling Sasuke his mate was a good catch and that he'd been wise not to let him go. Unsurprisingly that comment had raised the Alpha's proverbial hackles and he'd growled at the older man, ordering him to shut his mouth.
Naruto and Sasuke might be living in their own flat for most of the year now – rented with some of the money of Sasuke's inheritance; the Alpha completely refusing any monetary aid from the Uzumaki family – but clearly absence did not make the heart grow fonder in Sasuke's case regarding Kakashi.
Their visible Marks had also the pleasant side-effect of finally convincing those pesky people that Sasuke was really off the market and they didn't stand a chance with him at all. Just like in secondary school, people flocked towards Sasuke, drawn to him because of his looks and while he'd been clear on more than one occasion that he was already in a relationship, several people still had kept trying to convince him to date them.
One girl even had had the nerve to ask Sasuke whether he'd been free that particular Friday after she'd witnessed Naruto greeting him with a full kiss on the lips. The Omega was usually not that bothered by the attention his mate received from others, but at that moment he had had to restrain himself from cheerfully slapping some sense in her.
After they had Marked each other, though, the propositions had faded out, replaced by jealous scowls. At least the students here were smart enough to back off and as far as Naruto was aware, there were no nasty rumours being spread around about him like during his last year at school.
He put the letters back on the table, deciding to deal with them later, and made his way to the kitchen to grab some soda. Their grocery list on the counter caught his attention and he tapped a finger on it thoughtfully, eyes gliding down the couple of items scrawled on it. They were going grocery shopping tomorrow, so he really should finish their list before they would end up forgetting several things again like they had when they'd first started living here.
Oh, he should probably check his suppressants as well; he was pretty sure he needed to pick up a new order and it would be stupid to wait until the very last second. The new academic year had only just begun one and a half month ago, but already his professors were piling on the work. He'd rather pick up his new prescription tomorrow with the groceries than risk running out and not being able to get them on time because he was swamped with university work.
Clutching the soda can in one hand, he made his way to their bedroom where he kept his pills in the top drawer of his nightstand. It was easier to take one when he woke up; that way he wouldn't forget about it.
Placing the can on the nightstand, he opened the top drawer and plucked the small box out of it, opening it to check the contents. Yeah, like he suspected: he was down to one strip and –
Wait.
Furrowing his eyebrows, he studied the strip carefully and checked the calendar on the wall. They were two weeks into May and …
He'd missed his heat.
Heart skipping a beat, he stared at the calendar; ringing filling his ears as he tried to recall when his last heat had been. April? Wait, no, that wasn't right either. He should have got his heat during Golden Week, but … He and Sasuke had spent a lot of time with Naruto's parents and their friends, but he hadn't had to sequester himself away for his heat.
Shit, had his last heat been in March? No, that couldn't be possible, right? He'd never missed a heat before! He was always right on time, especially with his pills! There was no way he'd missed his heat twice in a row!
But he had. He should have got it two weeks ago and he didn't. He should have had it during Golden Week, but he hadn't.
He'd missed his heat two months in a row.
His heartbeat was loud in his ear, thudding away in his chest, and he lowered himself down on the bed on weak legs; the strip with his suppressants clenched in his fist. There had to be an explanation for that, surely? Maybe his body had just had enough of heats and had decided to skip them a couple of times, maybe the suppressants were rewiring his system.
However … His eyes were drawn back to the strip. He wasn't as far into the strip as he should have been by now either. He'd taken his suppressants every day, though! There was no way he had accidentally forgotten to …
He felt uncomfortably warm when he realised his mistake. A couple of months ago he'd got seriously ill and he'd ended up throwing up everything he'd drunk or eaten during that time, even when it was something as simple as water. He'd thrown up his suppressants twice in a row and had then decided not to take him until he was feeling better again, remembering thinking it was useless to take them when he would just end up throwing them up again.
A couple of days after he'd started feeling better again, he'd had his heat and …
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
"Shit," he whispered and panic started creeping up, slowly restricting around his chest. "Shit, fuck!"
No wait, he couldn't start panicking now. He just had to calm down and think carefully. So he had missed his heat twice in a row – that didn't necessarily have to mean anything. The first time could have been the stress of his exams and this month – maybe he was just late? That happened, didn't it? That a heat would take a while longer to set in. Plenty of people had that happening, hadn't they? He'd also started taking his suppressants as soon as he'd stopped throwing up and that had been at least a couple of days before his heat had hit.
Yeah, this didn't have to necessarily mean anything bad; he was just late. That was all. He was getting worked up about nothing. He'd get his heat soon and he would feel stupid for worrying so much.
He was panicking about nothing. Nodding reassuringly to himself, he shoved the strip back into the box and dumped it into his drawer, determined not to think about it anymore. Everything would be fine, he was sure of it. There was no need to panic; he'd get his heat soon, he was sure of it.
He should just go back to the kitchen and finish their grocery list. Yeah, that was what he was going to do now.
He'd just finished taking a shower and stood only clad in a towel in their bedroom when the door opened and Sasuke stepped inside, having arrived home just now after a full day of classes.
Naruto didn't even get the chance to turn around and greet him when arms slipped around him from behind and Sasuke pressed his forehead against his still damp shoulder with a groan of irritation.
"Long day?" Naruto inquired sympathetically, stroking the linked hands across his stomach gently.
"You have no idea," Sasuke muttered; his voice muffled against tanned skin. "I swear I'm this close to throwing that idiot out of the fucking window if he disrupts class one more time."
Naruto wrinkled his nose. That 'idiot' referred to one Hozuki Suigetsu; a classmate of Sasuke's in one of his law classes who'd been annoying the Alpha since the very moment they first met. Naruto didn't really understand what the deal was between the two of them; all he knew was that Sasuke had more than once bemoaned the fact that he couldn't simply get rid of Suigetsu.
"Well, the weekend's starting now," he spoke soothingly, "so you won't have to deal with him for at least two days."
"Two days are not enough," Sasuke groaned before he nuzzled the back of the Omega's neck and his embrace tightened. "You smell good."
The way the timbre of his voice changed, growing lower, more intimate, had Naruto perking up. "I did just take a shower; it'd be weird if I didn't smell good," he joked and his breathing hitched when Sasuke's hands dipped lower, fingers deftly undoing the knot in the towel. He let it carelessly drop onto the floor and then Naruto stood there completely naked, goose bumps rippling across his skin when Sasuke pressed closer, still completely clothed.
"No, it's more than that," Sasuke muttered, but before Naruto could ask for clarification he was turned around and his mouth was captured in a fierce kiss, stealing his breath and his ability to think almost immediately.
Hands landed on his arse and squeezed, making him jolt with a surprised moan. His own hands wandered downwards to tug at Sasuke's shirt, pulling it up, but his wrists were grabbed, halting him. He uttered an inquiring noise and opened his eyes, wondering what the hold-up was.
Glittering black eyes stared right back and a shiver ran down his spine; that look in those smouldering dark eyes promising him an earth shattering orgasm.
"Sasuke?" he questioned, a bit breathless.
Sasuke smirked, flicking his nipples quickly, making him hiss with pleasure at the slight sting. "Get on the bed with your arse up," he growled and Naruto was positive his slick was dripping down the inside of his thighs now; the Alpha's growl doing things to him.
On quaking legs he crawled onto the bed, his breath speeding up when he heard Sasuke's clothes rustle behind him, signifying him getting rid of them. Bracing his arms against the bed, he lifted his butt up in the air, just as he'd been told; the blanket bunched up around his knees.
The bed creaked a bit when Sasuke joined him and Naruto squeezed his eyes shut when hands cupped his arse cheeks firmly before they spread them, baring him to the Alpha's hungry eyes. He felt both embarrassed and excited at being presented like that to his mate and that combination did funny things in his lower stomach. His cock had already started dripping a bit and he just knew that the sheets would be a big mess after they were finished.
He couldn't bring himself to care about that.
Not when Sasuke shuffled closer, one finger dipping slightly into him, gathering his slick and swirling it around his rim as if he wasn't wet enough already.
Not when Sasuke leant over him and whispered into his ear, "I really want to taste you right now."
Definitely not when Sasuke retreated and his brain was still trying to compute what he'd just been told when he shouted and jerked in the Alpha's grip, feeling his tongue in a place he'd never expected it to be. Sasuke's tongue traced a circle around his entrance and he whimpered, confused at the strange mixture of sensations the Alpha was eliciting out of him. He clenched his hands into fists and moaned brokenly when that devious tongue wiggled inside, pushing past his rim.
From that moment on everything became a blur. His brain short-circuited at the intense pleasure Sasuke's tongue pulled out of him and he was reduced to nothing but a whimpering and moaning mess, begging Sasuke for more, more, please, please, I'm almost there, don't stop, don't stop!
Then Sasuke added a finger, touched a spot hidden deep within him, and Naruto came undone. White sparks flashed across his eyes and he screamed his voice hoarse as Sasuke kept prodding that spot, kept sucking at his rim, kept building the pleasure up and up to the point where a small part of Naruto was worried he would never feel normal again.
It was a small price to pay for the intense pleasure coursing through his veins, which seemed never ending, like it would go on and on, even as his body quaked and shook and the only reason why he hadn't fallen down yet was because of the firm grip around his hips, holding him up.
Tears were dribbling down his cheeks by the time Sasuke pulled away and Naruto kept shivering violently as if he'd been dumped into an ice cold bath. But he wasn't cold, though; the opposite even and rather delirious to boot too.
Sasuke guided him down on his back and when Naruto looked up at him, his eyes widened when he saw the Alpha licking his lips; the fire in those dark eyes still burning brightly. "You taste really good," he said in a rough voice and Naruto clasped his hands over his face, mortified.
"God, how do you keep saying those embarrassing things with such a straight face?" he groaned and stilled when hands started caressing his thighs before Sasuke coaxed his legs open entirely and settled between them.
"It's the truth. You looked like you were enjoying yourself," Sasuke smirked and bent down to capture Naruto's mouth in a deep, filthy kiss. "Think I can make you come again?" he asked lowly, eyes half lidded.
Naruto gulped, but excitement stirred up again as if he hadn't come his brains out just a minute ago. "Why don't you try?" he said challengingly and the way Sasuke's smirk grew and his eyes gleamed told him he was in for the ride of his life.
Good thing it was weekend tomorrow – something told him he would need the time off to recover after Sasuke was finished with him.
Like hell was he going to complain, though.
He couldn't keep ignoring it. The weekend had passed, they were back into the swing of classes, and he still hadn't got his heat. He tried to convince himself that it could still be just a few days away, but that was becoming harder and harder to believe.
He'd never missed a heat before, but now almost two months had gone by without one – that couldn't be a coincidence, right? He was scared to consider the possibility of what exactly was keeping his heat away, but he didn't exactly have much of a choice. He needed to take a test; that was the only way to find out why exactly he'd missed his heat twice in a row so far.
That was why he was now standing in a shop, staring at the shelves bearing several brands of tests. It was his lunch break – the only one in the entire week that he and Sasuke didn't share together. The Alpha still had an hour of class left and didn't know Naruto had gone to the store to pick up some tests. He wasn't sure why he hadn't informed his mate about his suspicions. He definitely had the right to know, but – he didn't want to tell him yet. What if the test was negative? Then he would have made the other one nervous for nothing.
And if it was positive …
He shook his head and took a deep breath. If the test turned out positive, he would deal with that outcome later. First he needed to buy some tests and take them; there was no use in getting worked up about the possible outcome already when nothing was set in stone yet.
He selected two tests which promised the highest accuracy and on rubbery legs he made his way to the cash register; his cheeks stinging with an uncomfortable heat. He studiously ignored the forced casual look on the clerk's face and muttered a quick "Thank you" when she handed him both the tests in a small bag and his change.
As quickly as possible he made a beeline for the automatic doors; the little bag in his hand feeling way heavier than it should. The doors hissed as they opened and closed and he set a quick pace to their flat, barely avoiding bumping into other people.
With half an hour left of his lunch break, he locked himself up in the bathroom and took the two tests with a shaking hand out of the bag, placing them both on the sink. He swallowed and stared at them; the cheerful faces of the people printed on them coming across as mocking somehow.
"Come on, just take them, no use delaying it," he muttered and after reading the instructions – having to do that twice after his brain refused to absorb the information the first time – he set about following them.
He placed the white sticks on the edge of the sink afterwards and sank down on the closed toilet lid, clasping his hands together and resting his mouth against them. He would need to wait three minutes before the results would be announced and he'd set his timer on his phone, watching the numbers dwindle down slowly.
What was he going to do if they were positive? He was barely twenty and still studying – not exactly a good combination. How would his parents react? Mum had got him on these suppressants because she had wanted to avoid him having a pregnancy scare like she had had herself during her own time at university. Now he was in exactly the same situation, despite the suppressants.
Fuck, he'd been so stupid. Why hadn't he thought of using a condom during his heat in March? Tsunade had warned him to be careful if he ever ended up being too sick to keep the suppressants down and he'd assured her he knew, geez, no need to repeat it over and over again. And now he sat here: in their small bathroom, awaiting the results of two small thin sticks which held way too much power for being inanimate objects.
He thought he was going to be sick any moment now, his stomach churning and flipping upside down, and he wanted to call Sasuke and hear his voice, listen to him telling him everything would be fine, but he couldn't, because what was he going to say? "I'm panicking now, because I might be pregnant and that idea is scaring the shit out of me"?
Sasuke didn't even know he was taking those tests now, didn't even know Naruto had been worrying about the absence of his heats for the past couple of days now. He wasn't aware that right this moment Naruto might actually be expecting his child. Naruto hadn't known how to tell him. How did you tell your mate – the person you only recently bounded with – that you might be expecting his baby? That you'd been stupid and had messed up and that was why he might become a dad much sooner than expected?
Did Sasuke even want children? Naruto's heart squeezed together with fear and he pressed his eyes shut, taking a shuddering breath. They hadn't discussed having children yet. Why would they when they were only nineteen and still studying? Children was something for further down the road, when they had both graduated and found jobs and had settled down somewhere and were actually adult enough to handle raising a child.
With Naruto on suppressants, neither of them had seen the need to discuss an accidental pregnancy. He took his pills every day, there had been no way for them to slip up and make a mistake – except they hadn't taken into account what would happen if Naruto got seriously ill. He'd been back on his suppressants as soon as he'd been able to keep something down, but would that brief pause, literally no more than a couple of days, prove to be enough? Surely not, right? There was no way he'd ended up knocked up from just a couple of days not taking them.
What if he had, though? What if he was pregnant? How would Sasuke react? Would he be happy? Or angry? What if he didn't want children at all? What was he going to do then? If he ended up having to choose between the baby or Sasuke – could he make a choice then?
"I'm so fucked," he whispered, swallowing back tears. It was a futile effort. Some tears still escaped, slipping down his cheeks, leaving a wet, stinging hot trail behind. He wiped his hand roughly across his eyes, not wanting to show up to his next class with red rimmed eyes.
It was hard, though, trying to calm down when all he could do was worry about how Sasuke would react, what his parents were going to say, what he was going to do when the tests ended up displaying a positive result. He was so incredibly screwed.
The loud beeping of his phone nearly gave him a heart attack and he barely stopped himself from lunging it straight against the wall. Stuffing it into his pocket again, he slowly rose up, standing still when his legs trembled too much. Once he was relatively sure his knees wouldn't buckle underneath his weight, he went to the sink, the white colour of it suddenly hurting his eyes.
A ringing sound in his ears, he gathered the two tests from the sink and turned the little display screens towards him. Taking another deep breath he looked down at them, watching lines darken across the screens.
He checked the box.
He looked at the tests again. Then back to the box. The tests. The box. Tests. Box. Tests. Box. Tests.
The sticks made a loud clattering noise when they fell into the sink. Legs giving out, he sank down on the floor, back braced against the small bathtub.
Vision blurring, he pressed his hands across his mouth and just sat there, staring at the wall peeking behind the sink.
The tests were both positive.
His first instinctive reaction when he'd managed to crawl out of the numbing black hole he'd fallen into was to call his mum and beg for her help. His phone was already in his hand, his finger scrolling along the contact list when he stopped himself.
He needed to talk to his mum, hear her assure him everything would be all right, that he could do this, this wasn't so bad, but he thought that wouldn't be fair to Sasuke. This … baby – he swallowed, the word feeling alien even in his own mind – was also his; how would he react when he knew that Naruto hadn't told him first? Sasuke had the right to know it first, didn't he? It was – it was his baby after all. That kind of gave him priority over the grandparents, didn't it?
Fuck, he didn't know. He was completely unprepared, had no clue what the hell he was going to do now. He was beyond overwhelmed, panic threatening to drown him once again, drag him down and suffocate him.
He sent an e-mail to his professors, calling in sick for the rest of the afternoon, and crawled into his bed, curling underneath the blanket even though it wasn't that cold at all.
He felt cold, though. As if ice had replaced the blood in his veins and he would never be warm again. His head was pounding, a headache forming steadily, and his eyes were gritty. He was too wound up to sleep, too tired to stay awake.
The sticks were waiting for him in the second drawer of his nightstand, daring him to face the reality of it all, but he couldn't. Not yet. He just wanted to sleep, leave everything behind for a while. He didn't want to think about the consequences yet, about the decisions he would soon be forced to make.
He just wanted to sleep. Be numb to everything. Not having to think about anything for at least a little while. That wasn't too much to ask, was it?
He must have ended up dozing off after all, because he was startled awake by soft footsteps approaching the bed. The mattress dipped down on his right side when a weight settled down on it and soon he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Naruto? You feeling okay?" Sasuke asked, obviously confused as to why the Omega was in the bed in the middle of the day. "Inuzuka said you didn't go to your classes this afternoon. You're not feeling well?"
The Alpha's voice threatened to set off another bout of tears and Naruto had to swallow several times in order to gain some feeling of normalcy back. Slowly he sat up, allowing the blanket to fall down, even though he wanted nothing more than to bury himself underneath it and never come out again.
"What's wrong?" Sasuke's voice sharpened instantly, the second he noticed the blond's red rimmed eyes. "Did something happen? Did your parents - "
"No, my parents – they're fine," Naruto said thickly, rubbing the back of his hand over his nose.
The panic in black eyes – something Naruto only noticed just now – disappeared, relief flashing up briefly. "Good, I thought," Sasuke cut himself off and shook his head. "Doesn't matter. If your parents didn't call – what happened?"
Naruto thought about lying, telling the dark haired man he was just feeling unwell. He thought about keeping the pregnancy, the damning sticks in the drawer, a secret. What Sasuke didn't know, couldn't hurt him, right?
Then he imagined the hurt on Sasuke's face when the man found out just what kind of a big secret he'd been keeping from him and he realised he couldn't. They had always been honest to each other, hadn't kept any secrets from each other since those girls had bullied Naruto. He couldn't lie to him; Sasuke didn't deserve that.
He was scared shitless as he thought of all the possible ways Sasuke could react – most bad, only a few in a favourable way – but that wasn't an excuse. This baby was just as much his as it was Naruto's and he had a right to know about him or her.
"Naruto, what happened?" Sasuke questioned more forcefully; his eyebrows drawn together in a severe frown. He was tense, his shoulders hunched underneath his light jacket and he looked only a few seconds away from physically assessing whether Naruto wasn't hurt.
"I – I need to tell you something," Naruto started, his mouth so dry it surprised him he managed to get the words out of his mouth.
Sasuke leant back. "Okay, what is it?" he asked warily; his hands limp on his thighs.
Clenching some folds in the blanket between his fingers, Naruto gathered his courage and admitted haltingly, "I – missed two heats."
Dark eyes blinked. "You missed two heats," Sasuke repeated slowly.
"Y-yeah. I should have got it at the start of May, but I didn't and I didn't get it in April either," the blond explained in a small voice. He felt uncomfortably hot with his legs still stuck underneath the blanket, but he wasn't ready to get rid of the cloth entirely either.
"You're – you're sure?" Sasuke asked and his face was carefully blank, so masked Naruto couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling.
"I'm sure." The moment of truth. Heart hammering in his chest, Naruto turned around and pulled open the second drawer, blindly reaching into it. "That's why – t-that's why I went to the store today and bought some tests. Just so – just to be sure, you know?"
"Tests," Sasuke echoed and even his voice had become flat, leaving the Omega with no way to discern what he was thinking.
Not exactly reassured by the way Sasuke was behaving, it took Naruto a bit before he felt brave enough to drop the tests between them on the bed. They bounced lightly once and Naruto watched the Alpha pick them up one by one, staring at the little display screens with an unnerving blank gaze.
"You're pregnant," Sasuke stated after a long moment of silence had passed.
Naruto jerked his head down in a nod, staring down at the blanket. All his courage had abruptly left him and he didn't dare to look up, scared of what he would see on the Alpha's face. "Yeah, I'm – I'm having a baby. Your baby."
"My baby." Sasuke was still staring at the sticks in his hand, completely immobile as if he'd turned into a statue.
Naruto swallowed, the noise loud in the otherwise heavy silence filling the bedroom. Wetting his lips, he asked uncertainly, "Sasuke? Say something, please."
Anything. Whether it was screaming, whether it was mean or good, it didn't matter. He just needed him to say something, because the longer he kept quiet, the more nervous Naruto became, his head filled with all kinds of scenarios about how this conversation would go down.
He jumped when Sasuke abruptly stood up, striding over towards the window, the sticks abandoned on the bed. "You're having my baby," he repeated agitatedly, running his hands through his hair and looking everywhere but the Omega on the bed.
Naruto's heart sank. "Yeah, I am," he said quietly, wondering whether this would be the thing that would push Sasuke away from him, Mark or no Mark.
"You're pregnant and I'm going to be a father," Sasuke mumbled, more to himself than to Naruto. There were too many emotions at once flitting across his face, each one gone too quickly for Naruto to catch them and make sense of them and that worried him.
What was he going to do if Sasuke didn't want the baby?
The Alpha turned his back to him and stared out of the window, appearing so tense it made Naruto's muscles hurt just by looking at him. Biting down on his lip, he collected the sticks and put them back into the drawer, taking care to be as silent as possible.
The silence between them felt fragile, like it would shatter like glass when poked the wrong way. Naruto wanted to say something, but what? What could he say without potentially making this whole situation even worse?
He froze when Sasuke turned around again, his black eyes so piercing they seemed to pin Naruto onto the bed. "Do you want to keep the baby?" he questioned.
The Omega rolled his shoulders. "I don't know," he admitted softly. "Do you?"
Sasuke grew quiet once more before he crossed the distance between them and sat back down on the bed. He surprised Naruto by taking his hands into his, gripping them firmly. "I'm okay with whatever you decide," he said, shocking the blond. "If you want the baby, we'll keep it. If you don't want it, I'll help you find a doctor or maybe some agency if you want the baby to be adopted. It doesn't matter to me. It's your decision."
"Sasuke, it's your baby too, so it's your decision too," Naruto protested, hands tensing up in the Alpha's grip.
"But you're the one carrying the baby," Sasuke retorted, his eyes clear and solemn. "I'm fine with whatever you decide, I promise. It's your call."
"We're still studying," Naruto argued, even though it wasn't as if Sasuke had claimed otherwise. He needed to say it, though, needed Sasuke to understand the enormity of what he'd just promised.
He couldn't make a promise like that so lightly, not when he didn't know what Naruto was going to do.
Sasuke shrugged. "We'll figure out a way to combine our studies with the baby. It's not like we would be the first ones to become parents in our situation," he countered calmly.
"We're just nineteen," the blond said weakly.
"Almost twenty," Sasuke said. "It's not like we're still teenagers in secondary school. A lot of people our age have children."
Blue eyes stared at him. "You'd be really okay with whatever I decide?" Naruto said uncertainly. "You'll be okay if I keep the baby but you won't mind it either if I choose not to keep it?"
The sweet kiss Sasuke bestowed upon his lips made tears sting the back of his eyes again. "I love you and I want you happy," Sasuke murmured, squeezing his hands gently. "I'm not going to force you to do anything. If you want to keep this baby, we're keeping it and we'll make it work. If you want this baby, I'll be there with you every step of the way."
"But would you hate me if I got it removed?" Naruto challenged, needing to know it even when he feared the answer.
A warm hand came up to cradle his cheek. "Naruto, I could never hate you," Sasuke said softly, sincerely. "I promise you, whatever you decide, I'll be there for you. I promised you forever and that includes any children you want to have."
Naruto sucked his lower lip between his teeth, a lump forming in his throat. "I need to think about it," he said thickly, wrapping his fingers around Sasuke's wrist.
Sasuke nodded and kissed his nose. "I'm here," he promised, lying down next to the blond and gathering him in his arms. "I'm not going anywhere."
Clutching Sasuke's shirt with one hand, Naruto buried his nose into the Alpha's neck, letting his familiar spicy, warm scent soothe him, while a hand rubbed slowly across his back.
In that moment he let himself believe that everything would be all right.
Sasuke was watching the news when Naruto sat down on the couch next to him. The dark haired man automatically lifted his arm in the air, allowing the blond to curl up against his side. The television flickered with images of a building on fire a few towns away from where they lived and Naruto rested his hand on Sasuke's chest, feeling his heart thump reassuringly.
It was a couple of days after they had discovered there was a baby on the way and neither of them had mentioned it after that evening. That wasn't to say Naruto hadn't been thinking about it – he had. In fact, he hadn't been able to think about anything else but the baby the past couple of days, relying on some of his classmates to help him out with his notes, because he'd been too distracted to pay attention in his classes.
Sasuke hadn't said anything, but his embraces at night had become firmer as if he wanted to make sure Naruto understood he wasn't going anywhere, no matter what he would end up deciding to do.
Not for the first time Naruto realised just how much he'd lucked out on having Sasuke as his mate and best friend. What kind of amazingly good deed had he done in his previous life to have deserved this man?
"I know what I want to do," he said and Sasuke stirred next to him.
"About the baby?" he asked quietly, his hand resting warmly on the Omega's hip.
"Yeah," Naruto nodded and released his breath slowly. "I've decided that I – I want to keep the baby. I don't want to get rid of it. I know we're still so young and we haven't even finished our degrees and I don't know what I'm going to do with my classes, but - "
Sasuke cut him off with a soft, tender kiss, stunning him into silence. When he opened his eyes, he met Sasuke's sweet smile and the older man leant down again to give him another kiss, a shorter one this time but not less filled with love.
"Then we're keeping the baby," he said calmly, as if it was that easy.
As they shared another kiss, one deeper and more languid, with the blond straddling his thighs and the Alpha's hand placed protectively over his stomach, Naruto realised that yeah, maybe it was indeed that easy.
With Sasuke at his side, he knew he could handle everything, no matter how tough it would get.
AN2: Yep, starting from here on the MPreg part will finally be happening - only took us ten chapters to actually reach this point LOL I hope I didn't mess up the whole discovery scene, though *Sweatdrops*
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
I hope to see you all back in the second part of "Expanding"!
Cuddles
Melissa
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