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Crossing Boundaries for You	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 12499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 14
- 15
- 16
Author's note: I know I said the story wouldn't be updated until the sixth, but I discovered afterwards that my internet will be down for a while on that day, so I figured it would be easier to update this story one day earlier. I hope you don't mind :P
Warnings: Hm, nothing really in particular I think; some short flashbacks
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 15
"You could have asked my help. You know you could have stayed at my place," Gaara pointed out annoyed as he taped a box with the plates and cutlery shut, scribbling down the content of it afterwards.
"I know, Gaara," Naruto retorted placatingly, busying himself with wrapping his mugs and glasses in a thick wad of paper before stacking them in a box. "But I also know how much you value your privacy and peace."
"What does that even have to do with this?" the red haired man barked out, pulling up another box to put the pans and cookpots in it.
"I know you don't like too many people in your space. You realise that if I lived with you, Sasuke, Sakura-chan and Kiba for example would frequently visit, right?" Naruto pointed out mildly, writing down 'Glasses, Mugs, Careful!' in black marker on the lid of the box before taping it shut. When he looked at his friend, he saw him frowning heavily, scowling down at the pan in his hand as if it had done him a great injustice.
"I would have put up with it," Gaara muttered petulantly. The younger man shook his head smiling.
"You would have, yeah, but you shouldn't."
"Fine, but if you don't like it there, you can still stay at my place," Gaara insisted and walked out of the kitchen to stack the box against the wall.
"Thanks for the offer," Naruto smiled, putting his own box next to the one Gaara had packed. The kitchen done, the blond man left his friend behind in the living room to pack up his books and other stuff. He entered his bedroom for what would be the last time today.
As he started emptying his wardrobe he let his mind wander off, replaying his conversation with Deidara two days ago.
"I can't do that," Naruto said, stumped as soon as his brain had processed the offer.
"Why not, un?" Deidara raised an eyebrow. "You're looking for a place to stay and the house is big enough anyway."
"But I – it's just – you don't know me that well!" the younger blond blurted out. He couldn't live with Deidara and Itachi; that would be just too weird. Sure, he had known Itachi for years and he was becoming fast friends with Deidara, but actually living with them? Awkward and weird didn't even begin to describe what the situation would be.
"We're friends, right?" Deidara waited until the other man had nodded baffled before continuing almost flippantly, "Well, friends help each other out, un. You need a roof over your head and this house is large enough to house at least six to eight people. Not to be rude, but what other option do you have?"
Naruto sulked, knowing but hating that the older man was right. "What about Itachi? Who says he's going to like it?" he asked challengingly, crossing his arms.
Deidara snorted, supporting his chin on his hand. "You've known each other for years and you're carrying his nephew or niece, un," he replied calmly. "You really think he wouldn't let you stay here? He would probably be angry if I didn't make the offer."
"I don't want to intrude," Naruto murmured, feeling embarrassed as he stared down at the table top.
"You won't be intruding, Naruto-kun," Deidara reassured him. "I wouldn't have made the offer otherwise. So what do you say? Want to come live with us, un?"
He had contemplated the offer for a while, but in the end he had given in. Like Deidara had pointed out, it wasn't as if he had many options. He had to think of the baby first and foremost; he couldn't deny himself food to scrape rent together and living in a cheap but unsavoury neighbourhood wouldn't be good either. With little money to his name and carrying a baby, he was basically backed into a corner.
Truthfully Deidara's offer was very much appreciated and incredibly needed. Naruto didn't want to exaggerate but it was like a gift from heaven. He would have a roof over his head in a decent neighbourhood without needing to worry about scraping enough money together to pay the rent. He actually had had an argument with Deidara about the rent part of their agreement. As soon as Naruto had accepted the offer, he had questioned how much he would need to pay them every month. Deidara had refused his money, stating he wasn't going to take money of his friend. Naruto had insisted on it, feeling already bad enough that he would be intruding on Deidara and Itachi for the unforeseeable future, but the older blond refused to listen, adamant they didn't want his money. It had nearly escalated into a full blown out fight until Deidara had pointed out he could save his money and find a decent place later on in the future.
That was something Naruto hadn't thought of, but him living rent free at their place would indeed allow him to save up money to get a new apartment in the future. Still, he had been firm on the matter of at least helping out in the household, so that he could repay them in that way for letting him stay. Living for free there without doing anything in return didn't sit well with him at all. In the end Deidara had agreed to let him help out.
So starting from today he would be living in an actual house, sharing it with two other people. No longer would he come home to this small apartment. It was a sobering thought and he paused for a moment, staring down at the folded pair of jeans in his hands. He really wouldn't return here anymore after the last box had been put in the moving van. How strange was that?
Shaking his head briskly – he couldn't dawdle now – he turned back to his wardrobe, intent on checking it for any wayward items of clothing.
The drawers were completely empty and the shelves on the left side too. He cast a furtive glance at the right side where he had mainly hung his jackets and hoodies and stilled when his gaze fell on the item sitting on the bottom of the wardrobe. Bending down, he picked it up and stared at it; his stomach twisting uncomfortably.
Unconsciously his hand dipped down to his stomach, rubbing it slowly, as he studied the stuffed orange fox in his left hand. Unlike regular foxes, this stuffed toy had nine tales, which dangled underneath him as he was held up in the air. His beady black eyes gazed back mischievously and his mouth was stitched into a teasing smirk. The tips of his velvety soft ears were dyed a pitch black and his bushy tails ended in white tips, as if they had been dipped in white paint.
When Naruto had been looking for a birthday gift for Sakura, he had found the fox on a shelf near the onesies. He had bought the toy on a whim and at that moment had figured he could give it to Sakura as a second birthday gift for the baby. On the actual day, however, he had left his apartment with only the onesie as a present; something in him had prevented him from taking the fox with him. Considering it was meant for the baby, he had told himself he would wait until after the birth to give it to the new parents.
The thing, though, was …
He couldn't help but feel weird every time he laid eyes upon the toy. It had caught his attention in the first place because he was fond of foxes and thought it would be a nice gift for the baby. As the weeks passed, however, he was growing somewhat …
"Naruto? Do you need help in here?" Gaara appeared in the doorway expectantly, stirring the blond man out of his thoughts.
Throwing another look at the fox, he placed it in a new empty box. "Yeah, eh, you can place these boxes with the rest," he told his friend, turning his attention towards the futon.
Only a bit more and then they would be done here. Ignoring the strange, fluttering sensation in his chest, he set about stripping the futon of its blanket and pillow.
Living with Deidara and Itachi … was easier than he had expected it to be. He had anticipated a lot of awkwardness at first as they tried to figure out how to get used to each other, but it felt like he had been living with them for years already.
During the morning they ate breakfast together – the two blonds looking more bleary-eyed than Itachi – and afterwards Itachi would leave for his work first, kissing Deidara goodbye. It was such a domestic scene that it had caught Naruto off guard the first few mornings he had witnessed it. Not that he had thought Itachi would be standoffish and cold towards his own fiancé, but he had never seen the older man that relaxed and open back when he was still living with his parents.
Which in retrospect made sense of course, given who his father was. Fugaku didn't exactly inspire an open and relaxed attitude.
It was nice to see Itachi with his guard lowered, though. In spite of the way he had treated his brother before – Naruto was pretty sure he was still trying to make amends for that – it was good to know that Itachi had ended up being happy with his life, even after getting kicked out of the family.
After Itachi left, Naruto was typically the second one to leave. Deidara had started working part time now that he was seven months pregnant and therefore didn't have to leave the house every day if he didn't want to. The younger man had been pretty confused at first as to why Deidara had already started working part time, until the other man had informed him he was an artist, creating sculptures out of clay and – occasionally making them explode. Because that was art apparently. Naruto hadn't even attempted to understand the reasoning behind that and had just nodded and hummed in appropriate places as Deidara had ranted to him that not many people understood what great art actually was.
Basically because setting off explosions was something Deidara did regularly – again Naruto hadn't dared to ask the reasoning behind that – Itachi had requested, well, more demanded according to a pouting Deidara, that the blond man would cease performing that part of his art until their baby was born. Deidara had agreed, but had assured Naruto he would celebrate their baby's birth with a big bang as soon as he got the chance.
Naruto was a tad afraid to ask what exactly that 'big bang' would be.
They settled into a routine quickly. To Naruto's slight dismay, Deidara insisted on giving him a lift to school – even on the days the older man wasn't scheduled to work. It was one thing to get dropped off at the school when Deidara had to go to work himself – it was a whole other matter when his friend insisted on dropping him off even if he wasn't supposed to work at all. Naruto had protested, of course. He was already staying at their house for free, he didn't need Deidara to act as his personal driver as well, but the long haired blond insisted on it.
"What's the point in saving money for rent if you're still going to waste part of it on public transport?" Deidara raised an eyebrow as he slowed the car down to a stop in front of the school's entrance.
It was Wednesday; the third morning that Deidara was dropping him off at his workplace and Naruto was starting to feel uncomfortable, especially because he knew the other man wasn't scheduled to go into work today.
"I don't want you to go out of your way for me," Naruto protested; his fingers tightening around the strap of his bag. "You're already letting me stay at your house for free, I can't ask you to - "
"Naruto-kun, stop being so difficult, un," Deidara groaned, sounding put out. "I don't mind giving you a lift. This way you don't have to worry about whether or not you'll get here on time."
"I've taken public transport for years and I - "
"It's either me dropping you off or Itachi – who do you prefer?" Deidara interrupted him bluntly, raising an eyebrow.
Naruto threw up his hands in exasperation, scowling at his friend. "Why are those my only two choices?" he exclaimed annoyed.
"You're carrying our nephew or niece – you really think either one of us would let you ride public transport?"
"Oh my god, you're acting like taking the bus is dangerous!" Naruto shook his head incredulously.
"Not really dangerous, no," Deidara conceded, tapping his fingers erratically against the steering wheel. "But both Itachi and I feel better if you get dropped off by one of us. Call us overprotective, un, but that's how it is."
Naruto groaned, but decided he didn't have the energy to keep arguing – not to mention he didn't have that much time left either. He grabbed his bag and stepped out of the car with a huff, ignoring Deidara's cheerful, "I'll see you later, Naruto-kun!"
Naruto didn't want to admit it – there was no need to give the couple cause to be smug – but getting a ride was indeed easier than having to rely on the busses to get him to his work. He didn't have to leave that early anymore and he didn't have to worry about being forced to start his class later because he had missed a connection or one of the busses had been late again.
That didn't mean he wouldn't ever ride a bus again, though. He wasn't going to let himself get driven everywhere; that would be a bit too much. Their overprotective streak could suck it.
Still, despite the minor annoyance of being chauffeured from and to his work, living together with Itachi and Deidara was turning out to be better than he had hoped.
Friday had him claiming the couch as he went through his lesson plan for the next month. Normally he had a class today, but that particular group was visiting some monuments for their history class, so there had been no need for him to show up at the school. He had taken advantage of the day off by sleeping in longer and soaking in the large bathtub before joining Deidara in the living room.
It was now almost a week since he had moved in with the couple and so far things were pretty great. He had never realised before how much he had been worrying about rent and groceries until he no longer had to deal with them. Deidara and Itachi resolutely refused to accept any money of him; Itachi had even looked somewhat offended when Naruto had suggested he'd at least pay his share of the groceries. Naruto didn't want to be a freeloader, but he didn't want to offend them either by insisting on paying them. He would have to find some other way to pay them back for their generosity in the future.
Deidara's annoyed huff and the sound of a book being abruptly closed tore Naruto out of his contemplation of his lessons and he blinked, turning his head slightly to look at the older man. Deidara was lounging in the armchair and had for the better part of the morning been absorbed in a book listing all kinds of names he could choose for his child. Judging by the scowl on his face, he wasn't having much luck with it.
"Still haven't decided on a name?" Naruto asked light-hearted.
Deidara groaned, pushing his hair out of his face. "No, why does it have to be this difficult, un?" he asked annoyed, rubbing one hand over his belly. "You'd think picking a name would be easy, but no!"
Naruto snickered. "Does Itachi have some names in mind?"
"No, he told me I should just make a list of names I like and then we will choose from that," Deidara sighed and clucked his tongue. "Easy coming for him – I still haven't even started on the list, un!"
"You still have some time left," the younger blond reassured him; his pen idly dangling above his paper.
"Yeah, but not that much time," Deidara pointed out exasperatedly. His gaze landed on the book again as he muttered contemplatively, "I wonder if Sasuke-kun and Haruno-san will have this much trouble deciding on a name, un."
It was said as some kind of afterthought, clearly meant to be more like a private musing, but Deidara's words hit Naruto unexpectedly hard and he stiffened, staring down at his paper blankly.
Right, a name for Sasuke's baby.
The thought hadn't even crossed his mind yet, but of course Sasuke and Sakura would need to decide on a name soon – if they weren't already making a list of potential names. Because of course the baby needed a name.
The baby Naruto was carrying. Unwillingly his hand came to rest on top of his stomach as a sudden feeling of restlessness swept over him like a wave. He was being …
His phone ringing loudly startled him and he nearly toppled off the couch when he snatched the vibrating device from the table. Sasuke's name flashed across the lit up screen.
"Sasuke?" he greeted his best friend questioningly, wondering why the dark haired man was calling him now. He chanced a quick glance at the clock; nearly twelve. Sasuke barely called around lunch hour, because he tended to be still at work then.
"I wanted to have lunch with you," Sasuke stated abruptly, forgoing the greeting. "I'm at your place, but your neighbour said you moved out a week ago. What the fuck, Naruto? Where the hell are you and why didn't you tell me you moved out, you idiot?"
Oh shit. Naruto winced, bringing his shoulders up as he sank deeper into the couch; embarrassment heating him up from the inside. He felt Deidara's curious stare drilling into his head, but he didn't acknowledge him. Fuck, he had completely forgotten to tell Sasuke and Sakura that he had moved out. Belatedly he realised that only Gaara was currently aware of his new address and he rubbed his forehead, cursing underneath his breath.
In his defence, he had been preoccupied with getting used to his new surroundings but even in his own mind that excuse sounded weak. There had been no reason not to inform Sasuke and Sakura of his change in address.
Except for the reason which had driven him to accept Deidara's offer in the first place.
"Yeah, a bit of a long story," Naruto replied weakly, pulling at a loose thread in his jeans. "But, eh, I'm living with Deidara-kun and Itachi now."
There was a short bout of tense silence hanging between them before Sasuke snapped, "I'm coming over," and hung up before Naruto could say anything in return.
"Everything okay, un?" Deidara asked curiously, leaning forwards a bit.
Blue eyes stared down at his phone in dismay. "Sasuke's coming over and he's pissed," Naruto announced flatly before gathering his stuff and placing them on the table.
This was going to be a fun conversation.
"So yeah, I got evicted and Deidara-kun offered me a place to stay here while I save up for an apartment," Naruto finished his story, rubbing the back of his neck. He flushed underneath the heavy glower and glanced away, unable to keep looking Sasuke right in his eyes.
They were in the living room while Deidara had moved into the kitchen shortly after Sasuke's arrival, announcing that it would be best to give them some privacy. Naruto had nearly begged him to stay after taking notice of dark eyes practically shooting fire at him. He wasn't afraid of Sasuke, no, but dealing with him when he was pissed off wasn't a pleasant affair either.
When he dared to glance up briefly, he saw Sasuke pinching the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed, murmuring something inaudibly. Maybe a plea to the gods to let him keep his patience? Naruto winced and shuffled his foot, feeling more and more uneasy as the silence dragged on.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me earlier about the eviction notice?" Sasuke eventually snapped, glaring at the blond man. "I could have helped you!"
"I didn't want to bother you, okay?" Naruto retorted, a bit exasperatedly. This was exactly why he hadn't told Sasuke about his predicament; the dark haired man would want to help him and while that was well intentioned, it wasn't something Naruto could deal with at the moment.
"Didn't want to – are you out of your mind?" Sasuke bit out. He stood there so tense it had to hurt, but he showed no sign of relaxing any time soon. "You're my best friend, you idiot! You wouldn't have bothered me with it! You could have stayed with me and Sakura."
"Which is why I didn't tell you about it!" Naruto snapped back frustrated. "I didn't want to intrude on you and Sakura-chan."
"What kind of bullshit is that even?" Sasuke threw his hands up, looking fed up. "Deidara and my brother are a couple too, so I don't see why - "
"Deidara-kun offered - "
"So am I, but you're blowing me off to stay here!"
Silence reigned between them, only broken by the muffled noises of a pan being placed on the kitchen counter. They must be loud enough for Deidara to hear their argument and Naruto flushed once more with embarrassment as he crossed his arms; his heartbeat ridiculously loud in his ears.
"Look, I'm not blowing you off for Deidara-kun and Itachi, okay?" he said softly and knew he had placed his finger on the sore spot when Sasuke stiffened, his hands clenching into tight fists. While Sasuke definitely was frustrated – and possibly even a tad hurt – that Naruto hadn't confided in him about the eviction notice, he was perhaps more upset by the notion that his best friend had chosen his brother over him.
It was a ridiculous idea, of course. There had been no choosing of any kind and if there had been, Sasuke would have won hands down either way. Sasuke probably even realised that himself, but years of feeling inadequate and lesser than his brother had left their marks behind.
"I didn't choose them over you," Naruto continued and this time it was Sasuke looking away. "But you and Sakura-chan have already done so much for me – I didn't want to bother you with this."
"It wouldn't have bothered us, Naruto," Sasuke started, but the blond man shook his head and interrupted him.
"Fine, maybe not," he conceded before smiling self-deprecatingly, "Let's keep it on the fact that my pride wouldn't allow me to ask for your help again."
That wasn't even a complete lie; his pride had been a small part of the reason why he hadn't wanted to ask Sasuke for help. Only a fraction of the reason, but still …
"Pride is overrated." Sasuke rolled his eyes, looking slightly less tense.
"Coming from you that's rich," Naruto snorted, raising an eyebrow.
Dark eyes stared at him unimpressed, but the heavy moment was gone and Naruto couldn't help but grin; his grin widening when he spotted a faint smile across Sasuke's lips.
"You can come stay with us whenever you want," Sasuke told him; his features more relaxed now, looking less like they had been carved out of stone.
"I know, thanks," Naruto smiled, rocking back and forth on his heels. "But it isn't necessary."
"Still, if you change your mind." The dark haired man shrugged.
"You'll be the first one to know," Naruto promised him and then clapped his hands together. "So, you said something about having lunch with me?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes again, but picked up the paper bag he had put against the wall. Only now did Naruto take notice of the emblem on the front of the paper and the sudden, enticing smell wafting over to him.
A delicious scent he hadn't smelt in quite a while and which made his mouth water as he stared wide eyed at the bag.
Sasuke smirked when he showed off a closed cup of ramen. "You've been so good at sticking to healthy meals, I figured you'd like to eat some ramen now."
"Oh god, you're fucking amazing, Sasuke!" Naruto exclaimed, making grabby hands at the cup as he plopped down on the couch. "Seriously, you don't know how much I've missed this!" He was already practically inhaling his food by the time Sasuke had opened his own cup and sat down next to him.
"I can imagine," he replied dryly and his dark eyes flashed when Naruto accidentally moaned at the heavenly taste coating his tongue.
Hey, he hadn't had any ramen in weeks – cut him some slack!
Sasuke had gone back to his office and Naruto was helping Deidara out in the kitchen; the older blond doing the dishes while Naruto dried them off and returned the items to their appropriate place.
"Say, I was wondering," Deidara broke the peaceful silence.
"Hm?"
"I couldn't help but overhear, un," Deidara started and sounded apologetic, "that Sasuke-kun offered you a place at his house."
"Yeah, but I'm not going to accept it," Naruto said and then frowned, staring down at the plate he was drying off. "Unless you want me to leave?" he added uncertainly. In that case he wouldn't have much choice.
Deidara shook his head; his ponytail brushing back and forth across his back as he exclaimed, "No, no! You don't have to leave if you don't want to. I'm not kicking you out, un," he reassured the younger man.
"Oh good," Naruto sighed relieved, putting the plate in the cupboard.
"It just made me wonder – why don't you want to stay at Sasuke-kun's house? He sounded … rather upset that you refused, un," Deidara continued cautiously.
Naruto stilled, his hand hovering above the wet cutlery he had just been about to dry off. Staring at the gleaming silver, he hesitated, wondering whether he should tell the truth. Nobody had ever known about this, not even Gaara. It was a secret he had intended to keep for as long as possible, but …
His mouth moved before he could stop himself, "Because I'm in love with Sasuke."
AN2: This doesn't really count as a cliffhanger, right? I mean, you all knew this since the beginning :P
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me!
The next chapter will be posted on the 20th of October!
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