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All For the Sake of Pleasure	By : Kanemoshi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 8220 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter Twelve

The next few weeks passed by all too quickly for Iruka. It might have been because he had gotten a proverbial second wind and was sailing into his eighth month of pregnancy without a problem. In fact, he seemed to have more energy than his two self-appointed nurses put together. The jounin couple traitorously thought that they might have made a mistake in asking for vacation time.

In those few weeks, Iruka had them do everything from shopping in order to finish the final touches on the nursery, all the way to reading towers of parenting books so they could be the perfect babysitters when Iruka needed them to watch their little niece or nephew. When Christmas week finally rolled around, all Naruto wanted was for his brother to go spread his renewed spirit somewhere else. Sasuke just wanted sleep for Christmas.

It was needless to say that, had it not been for Iruka waking them up quite loudly on Christmas morning, the two jounin would have happily slept the holiday away and not had a single regret.

Sasuke, simply because he was easier to wake up, was the first one to be dragged downstairs. By the time Naruto finally stumbled into the living room, wearing only a pair of frog boxers and too tired to care otherwise, Sasuke had been able to have their hyped-up guest make him a cup of coffee. Silently handing over his steaming mug to his exhausted lover, the raven-haired man did a very un-Uchiha thing and flopped back against the couch. Naruto followed suit and curled up against Sasuke's bare chest before starting to fall back asleep, while still miraculously holding the cup of coffee up.

They would have fallen back into blissful unconsciousness too, had it not been for a loud crash. Being the more awake of the two, Sasuke was the first one to react, throwing Naruto to the floor as he jumped up from the couch. Before the blonde even hit the ground, Sasuke was racing towards the direction of the kitchen where the sound had originated from. It also happened to be where Iruka was, which had been Sasuke's reasoning for flinging his lover to the ground.

Racing into the kitchen, Sasuke instantly moved when he saw Iruka bowed over, holding onto the edge of the counter with one white-knuckled hand, while the other was wrapped around his middle. If he'd had time to think, Sasuke knew worry would have nearly stopped his heart, but at the moment, he was acting purely on instinct.

He didn't take the time to notice the shattered glass and dark liquid scattered across the floor – the remnants of his destroyed coffee pot – nor did he care other than making sure Iruka didn't step on the sharp pieces, as he gingerly moved the man away from the counter and towards a chair.

"S-sorry," Iruka gasped as he was eased into the seat, his now free hand quickly gesturing at the broken glass. Sasuke knelt down in front of him, ignoring his comment. His attention was more on checking the brunet's vitals and making sure that the older man hadn't hurt himself.

"What happened?" Naruto finally came skidding into the kitchen, his face blanching when he saw Iruka. His blue eyes immediately focused on the tan arm wrapped around a large belly. "The baby?" he asked, his voice a mixture of horror and worry.

"Is fine," Iruka replied breathlessly as he gritted his teeth. "The little bugger just kicked me really hard and I dropped the coffee pot. Sorry," he apologized again as he looked to Sasuke. The stoic jounin had an outright love affair with his coffee, so it was understandable he might be a little miffed about his loss of caffeine. When he saw the Uchiha's expression, Iruka smiled despite the pain he was in. From the glare he was receiving, Sasuke didn't care one bit about his broken coffee pot, but was worried about him.

Keeping the smile plastered on his face, Iruka ignored the tightening pain around his middle. The last thing he wanted to tell the two fusspots was that it wasn't a kick that made him drop the pot of coffee. It was the burning pain in his lower back that had hit him so suddenly, Iruka had softly screamed. Losing his grip on the glass container was probably the only thing that saved him from discovery – the shattering glass effectively covered up his cry of pain.

He decided not to tell the two about his brief flicker of pain, knowing they would demand he go see Tsunade – just to hear from her that he had pulled a muscle or some other simple problem. Taking a deep breath, Iruka inwardly nodded his head at his decision. The pain was already ebbing away, so he saw no reason to make the two jounin worry.

XXX

"You are the most stubborn idiot I have ever met!" Tsunade screamed, not even caring that before her were three of her favorite shinobi, one of which was whimpering softly. She glared at Naruto, silently demanding that the blonde shut up or else she would quiet him herself.

Turning her attention back on the brunet and seeing the death-grip he had on Naruto's hand, she winced in understanding. Maybe she should have asked why the blonde was the one crying out, but at the moment, she was too busy to worry about the blonde's obviously broken hand.

"When did the pain start?" she asked as she looked to Sasuke for an answer, though she still kept a careful watch on the other two. In any other situation, she might have been amused by the fact that Naruto was unable to loosen his brother's vice-like hold on his crushed hand, and therefore was forced to kneel on the floor next to the couch the teacher was laid out on.

"This morning – he said the baby kicked him," Sasuke answered for Iruka, his dark eyes boring holes into the older man. "He didn't tell us the pains continued on and off for the rest of the day, and then he collapsed."

He had noticed a few winces throughout the day, but he had stupidly listened to Iruka's explanation that the baby was just excited that it was Christmas and was being particularly energetic. Those flashes of pain came back to haunt the jounin when Iruka fell just a short while ago. Had he not been mere inches behind Iruka when the teacher's legs had given out, there would have been no way Sasuke could have caught him before he hit the ground. The moment he saw Iruka start to go down, Sasuke would swear that years were shaved off of his life, but what was even worse was catching the man, only to realize that Iruka had passed out. He never again wanted to experience having to carry an unconscious, pregnant person.

Perhaps what was even worse was Iruka had come back around the moment the jounin had laid him down, letting out a sound that had chilled Sasuke's blood. By then, Naruto had already taken a leave of his senses and hardly registered the bloodcurdling scream before disappearing in a poof of smoke and returning seconds later with a confused, toasted Hokage.

And that was how Tsunade found her traditional Christmas drinking marathon interrupted by a frightened jounin abruptly appearing before her. Had it not been Naruto giving her that deathly afraid look, she would have brushed it off as another shinobi having a bout of paranoia, but something in those blue eyes had sobered her up enough for her to see straight, and she found herself grabbing for his arm as he performed a speedy transportation jutsu.

"F-Fuck you," Iruka cursed, glaring daggers at Sasuke. His words pulled Tsunade out of her thoughts and the Hokage pursed her lips. The teacher was in too much pain for them to move him – Naruto being the brave soul who tried moments before, which resulted in having his hand crushed by the teacher as another wave of pain hit the brunet from the attempt at movement.

"It looks like you're having another contraction," Tsunade stated calmly as she looked at the three men. Naruto and Sasuke's wide eyes could only be described as deer in the headlights. Iruka, on the other hand, had a completely different perspective on all of this.

"I could have fucking told you that!" he retorted with a snarl. Having dealt with her fair share of births, Tsunade didn't take his anger personally. She had been called every name in the book – and some that were made up on the spot – and his cursing was nowhere near the worst she had ever received.

"At least you still have enough energy to yell at me," she replied optimistically, gaining a deep growl from the teacher. A part of her was actually enjoying baiting the normally level-headed man, but that was only because they had interrupted her Christmas celebration just so she could give Iruka the news. Oh, he wasn't going to like this one bit. "It will definitely help when you start pushing."

"Excuse me?" Iruka's face was a mixture of anger, disbelief, and fear and was actually quite comical despite the seriousness of the situation. Tsunade was starting to get the feeling that maybe she did have one too many drinks to be attending a birth, but it wasn't something she was willing to tell Iruka at the moment. In labor or not, she had the feeling he would strangle her if she confessed such a thing. "There will be no pushing! You are knocking me out and cutting me open!" His words were an interesting combination of squeaks and growls.

"Too late," Tsunade replied, doing her best not to smile. She had been dying to know if a man could make it all the way through labor without passing out from the pain, and it looked like she was finally going to find out. "Had you told me this morning when they started, I could have given you something to stop the contractions, but considering you've been having them for almost eighteen hours, you're too far along for that to be an option anymore."

If looks could kill, Tsunade would have been six feet under with the first glare she received from the teacher once she fell silent. Those evil looks only increased in murderous intent as Iruka slowly came to realize the implications of what she just said.

"I wouldn't be surprised to find that you are going into transition," Tsunade added. Seeing the expected reaction of jaw-dropping only on Sasuke, she inwardly grumbled. Obviously the other two men hadn't read up on childbirth. Iruka had been so adamant that he not give birth to his child through more natural means that he hadn't once even asked her anything about it.

"Essentially, the most difficult part… and no more chance for drugs." This last part, she couldn't help herself as she took on a dark, ominous tone that would be more at home in a horror film. Finally seeing the desired result on Naruto and Iruka, she folded her arms across her chest. "Now, how are we going to do this, Iruka? I'd hate to ruin Sasuke and Naruto's couch, but if you don't let us move you, that's going to be what happens."

"B-but it isn't my due date! I have another month!" Iruka exclaimed, his voice no longer filled with anger, but fear. "I-I… the baby isn't ready!"

Having heard similar complaints from every first-time mother, she simply nodded her head, listening to his concerns. Gesturing for Sasuke to move while Iruka was distracted by his panic attack, Tsunade dropped down so that she was at eye-level with the teacher. "You will do fine, Iruka," she reassured him softly, smiling when she saw the tears begin to gather in his eyes. Though his case was most certainly one of a kind, she knew how vulnerable women were, and how much they needed support during their last few hours of labor. "You are already at thirty four weeks – that's almost full-term. I was actually expecting you to go into labor early. I just didn't think it would be Christmas Day."

Iruka whimpered, his eyes pleading with the Hokage for any other option. Tsunade glanced up at Sasuke, nodding her head quickly. Before Iruka got the chance to latch onto the raven-haired jounin, Sasuke performed a transportation jutsu and the three men disappeared in a poof of smoke. An instant later, Tsunade heard another shriek and she winced in sympathy. Iruka certainly didn't like being moved at all. Flitting up the stairs, she quickly found where Sasuke had relocated Iruka and his lover.

Walking into the neat and orderly room, she immediately took it to be Iruka's temporary bedroom. In one corner cowered Naruto, clutching his broken hand that he must have somehow stolen back from his brother in the teacher's moment of surprise. Sasuke was now Iruka's squeeze toy. The terrified jounin had his arm caught in Iruka's strong grip and no amount of tugging would save him.

"See, that wasn't so bad," Tsunade said lightly, receiving a snarl from Iruka and whimpers from the two younger shinobi. Looking to Naruto, she quickly listed a number of items she would need. "Towels, hot water, scissors, and strong alcohol."

Naruto eyed her for a moment, suspicion in his blue gaze. "Alcohol for what?" he asked as he arched a pale eyebrow. Feeling a smile come to her face, Tsunade tilted her head to the side innocently.

"I have the feeling you and Sasuke might need it in a bit," she lied. In truth, she wanted the booze for herself, but she knew better than to say so when Iruka was within hearing distance. Once Naruto nodded his head and left the room, she turned back and looked at the two dark-haired men on the bed. Somehow, Iruka had gotten a tighter hold on Sasuke, dragging the young man down and clinging to his midsection for dear life.

"Oh Iruuuuuka!" Tsunade all but danced over to the bed. Promises of booze lightened her spirits enough for her to now laugh, as she eyed the whimpering teacher. "Time to alter that henge of yours!" The brunet's eyes grew into saucers as he looked to Sasuke for help. The jounin could only stare at Tsunade in disbelief. There was no way a sane person could hold a jutsu through something as painful and exhausting as childbirth!

"You're kidding, right?" Iruka finally dared to ask, but he already knew the answer to that. Cringing as another wave of pain hit him, he gritted his teeth. What Tsunade was demanding of him was impossible. However, he did as she asked once the pain lessened enough for him to see straight. Having become so accustomed to minor changes in his form over the past several months, it took no more than a thought to have his lower body make a complete transition.

Feeling another contraction coming, Iruka focused his concentration on keeping up the new addition to his henge as the pain became almost unbearable. He thought of anything but the pain wracking his body in an attempt to ignore it – he thought of the baby, all the outfits he would dress the little parasite in, the embarrassing pictures he would take, but most of all, holding his healthy child for the first time. Sucking in sharp gasps of air, he clenched his eyes shut and tightened his grip around Sasuke, but the jutsu didn't waiver. Even as the pain receded, Iruka found the alterations were holding. Opening his eyes and looking to the Hokage, the amazement in his eyes told her all she needed to know.

"I told you you could do it!" Tsunade smiled, her relieved expression reflected on the teacher's face, almost as soon as Iruka realized that he had passed one of the largest hurdles of his unique situation. That knowledge gave him the strength to loosen his hold on Sasuke enough for the abused jounin to escape out of reach.

"Why don't you go help Naruto, Sasuke?" Iruka asked softly, his voice weak from the effort it had taken him to maintain his jutsu through his last contraction. The jounin nodded his head before fleeing from the room. Resting his head back against the pillow, Iruka shifted his gaze to look at the Hokage. "What now?"

By the time Naruto and Sasuke returned a few minutes later, they found Iruka laying on his side underneath his blankets, and Tsunade pacing back and forth anxiously. Before they even stepped into the room, the Hokage was relieving them of the articles in their hands, and started setting up her makeshift delivery room.

Forgetting about the damage his brother had done to his hand, Naruto was at Iruka's side in an instant, hesitantly brushing his finger against the older man's flushed face. Sasuke went to Iruka's other side, climbing onto the bed so that he could easily hold one of the teacher's hands in his lap.

"He's out cold," Naruto whispered as he looked to Tsunade for confirmation, but nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Iruka answer him first.

"Just resting, baka," Iruka feebly responded, his mouth tight from the strain those few words put on him. Opening his eyes, Iruka looked up and smiled at the blonde. "You have no idea how exhausted I am."

"We haven't even started yet," Tsunade pointed out from the other side of the room. With her back to the men, she took a quick gulp of the sake the jounin had brought her. Shivering in delight, she was so happy Sasuke was a rich bastard who had impeccable taste when it came to alcohol. With that little bit of liquid courage, she returned to Iruka, only to remember about his sensitivity when it came to the smell of booze as she reached the edge of the bed.

"YOU JUST DRANK SAKE!" Iruka demanded in a high-pitched shriek, sitting full up. The blankets that had been covering him fell off, revealing a bare torso and a glimpse of tanned hips. Too angry to show any mortification for being naked in front of the two jounin, Iruka continued to rant. "WHAT KIND OF DOCTOR ARE YOU!"

"You might want to save your strength, Iruka," Tsunade stated, ignoring his screaming. Glancing down at a watch Sasuke had been smart enough to bring, she counted down the seconds. If nothing else, Iruka was always on time.

"FUCK!" Iruka cursed loudly as another contraction hit him. Tightening his fists around the blankets surrounding him, the brunet felt his entire body tighten. The muscles in his back quivered as he fought the urge to grab for the two men on either side of him. Though he kept his powerful hands off of them, Iruka could feel them move. Sasuke shifted on the bed, sliding back behind him so his back was supported. Naruto remained at his side, lifting one of his hands up between his own and squeezed reassuringly.

Despite the pain he was in, Iruka laughed at their actions. It was so cute and thoughtful – and terribly stupid, considering Naruto already had a broken hand to show for his offer of aid. "T-thank you," he whispered as he leaned back against Sasuke's strong form, grateful for the reprieve his quiet brother gave him. Though nearly all of his concentration was focused on upholding his jutsu, he had enough awareness left to gingerly return Naruto's grasp.

"When the next one comes, start pushing," Tsunade commented as she kept herself distanced from Iruka. Though he was being kind to the two men, she had the feeling he was still a hairsbreadth away from killing her. Iruka didn't verbally respond, but nodded his head.

Expecting another minute or so to rest before the next contraction, like had become the norm in the past half hour, Iruka barely got the chance to breathe before he was hit with the next wave of pain. This time, he gritted his teeth and listened to Tsunade's suggestion. Drunk or not, she was the greatest medical mind to exist. Tightening the muscles in his abdomen, he pushed.

"Breathe!" Tsunade commanded when she saw Iruka unintentionally holding his breath. Though his chest began rising and falling again, the hisses of air were strained and nearly each exhalation had the strange ring of a curse. No longer fearing for her life, Tsunade moved back to the bed.

Within moments, Tsunade picked up on something that was most certainly wrong. With nearly his entire body bare, the woman's eyes caught a glimpse of something she hadn't seen until this point. Glancing up at the two jounin, she could tell from their widened eyes that this was none of their doing.

Marks started to slowly appear across Iruka's abdomen, darkening by the moment until they were a deep red. Tsunade was no genius with seals, but even she could tell that the characters on the brunet were ones that were feeding chakra into the teacher. A quick look at Iruka showed that the teacher had his eyes tightly shut, so she doubted he had even seen the seal covering his midsection.

Though her attention was entirely on the brunet, a part of her desperately wanted to know who could have placed such a seal on him, and for what reasons. As Iruka continued to push, his body barely giving him the chance to rest, Tsunade slowly came to realize a very good reason for the seal. Laboring shinobi had great stamina, but what Iruka was exhibiting was something she had never seen before. His cries of pain were nothing like those Tsunade had been expecting to hear, his body wasn't weakening as quickly as it should have. In so many words, it was as though someone was sharing the experience with him through that seal, making it bearable for Iruka.

She couldn't imagine who would willingly do such a thing.

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Flitting through the canopy, Kakashi moved with blinding speed. There was something wrong, he could feel it. Only this morning had he finished his mission, but he was still several days away from Konoha. Even if he ran himself into the ground, there was no way he would reach the village for another day. All thoughts of pushing himself to his limits vanished from his minds as his body froze.

A blinding shockwave of pain then hit him. Unable to concentrate on anything else, Kakashi slipped on a snow-covered branch. Plummeting towards the ground, he didn't attempt to catch himself. The only thing he could do was clutch at his abdomen. It was as though he was being torn apart from the inside out.

As he hit the snow-cushioned ground, he curled up on his side, gasping for air. He had felt the worst of tortures, but this was far more agony than he ever imagined humanly possible. Certain that it was an enemy's jutsu, Kakashi wished that they would just get it over with and kill him. As another stab of pain streaked down his back and across his midsection, he had a thought that made him cry out.

It felt like he was dying.

Gritting his teeth so that he wouldn't release another scream, he focused his attention on his body. There! His chakra was being torn from his middle, sapping his energy and strength, and replacing it with unendurable pain. A sound escaped his lips as he realized what was causing him such agony. Though in the grips of another wave of pain, he shakily brought a hand up to his mouth and bit down.

Trembling, he unfolded his body, his very muscles straining to return to the fetal position, but Kakashi had to do something first. Though his hand shook, his messy characters written across the white snow beneath him were legible. With that, he summoned as many of his dogs as he could, which was sadly only one. The seemingly simple action would have brought him to his knees in pain had he not already been laid out on the snow. Instead, he keeled forwards, his face pressing against the reddened snow as he tried to ignore the pain tearing him to pieces.

"Well you look like crap." Hearing his pug's distinctive voice, Kakashi hoarsely laughed, his hand blindly reaching out to grab the dog by the collar. Had he the energy in him, he would have wrung the canine's neck. Instead, his fingers loosely held the dog for a moment before they weakly slipped back onto the snow. "What did you do to yourself now, Kakashi?"

"Konoha… please…" Kakashi gasped, refusing to cry out, thus showing his smug dog that he was in excruciating pain. After making sure he would survive, Pakkun would never let him live it down. "Konoha…" he begged again, though this time a painful hiss escaped.

"But Suna is closer. We would have a good chance of making it by sunrise," Pakkun pointed out logically, not understanding his master's insistence on going to Konoha when it was snowing and the middle of the night. They could just as easily make a detour to Suna for a few days, where Kakashi could recover from whatever was affecting him. When Kakashi turned his face away from the snow and towards him, it was only because of his excellent night vision that Pakkun could even see the man's face.

Catching a glimpse of Kakashi's expression, Pakkun nodded his head. "Konoha it is," he quickly agreed as he used his own chakra to summon a large enough dog to carry the jounin. In the moments before Bull arrived, Pakkun studied his master and what had changed his mind so quickly.

It was the first time in all their years together that he had ever seen Kakashi cry.
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