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Crossing Boundaries for You	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 12500 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 15
- 16
- 17
Author's note: Sorry for the later update, guys! My internet was unexpectedly down this morning .-. I'm not entirely happy with the ending of this chapter, but well, rewriting it over and over again only aggravated me more and more ... I hope you won't find it too bad ^^;
Thanks to the following reviewer: Naoki
Warnings: Hm, a bit of drama and the revealing of the baby's sex
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 16
As soon as the words left his mouth, Naruto cringed and closed his eyes, cursing his inability to keep his mouth shut.
"I'm sorry, un," Deidara said stunned. "Can you repeat that?"
Resigned, Naruto opened his eyes and sighed, glancing down at the floor as he repeated ashamed, "I'm in love with Sasuke. That's why I couldn't ask him to let me stay at his place."
The pan Deidara had been scrubbing fell back into the soapy water with a splash, sending water over the edge of the sink and dusting the tap with foam. He paid no attention to the water spilt and hastily turned around to stare at the younger man in shock. "You're in love with Sasuke-kun," he reiterated stumped, his hands dripping water on the floor.
Naruto nodded silently; his entire face heating up in shame as he wrung the dish towel between his hands.
"I need to sit, un," Deidara muttered, dragging a chair away from the table and sinking down on it. He pointed at the chair nearest to his. "Sit down, Naruto-kun."
Naruto was pretty certain he would not like the direction this conversation would take, but well, that was his own fault, right? He just had to blurt his feelings out like that, instead of keeping it heavily guarded like he had done for years. Maybe I should be glad I didn't open my big mouth around Sasuke, he thought gloomily as he sat down, dumping the towel on the table for now.
"All right, so, how long have you been in love with him, un?" Deidara asked apprehensively; all traces of amusement having disappeared completely.
The younger blond shrugged and looked away uncomfortably, rubbing his left arm. "For years," he admitted quietly and his cheeks heated up again as another wave of shame swept over him as he thought of all those years he had spent pathetically pining after Sasuke. One would think he would have got over him eventually.
"Exactly how many years are we talking about?" the older man inquired cautiously; a deep frown cleaving his forehead in two.
"I don't know; I think it started around my seventeenth or so?" Naruto answered uncertainly and swallowed. He had never been able to pinpoint the exact moment he had fallen in love with the dark haired man; he suspected it had slowly sneaked up on him until it had become so embedded in him that there had been no way to ignore it anymore.
He often wished he had been able to ignore it. It would have made his life so much easier.
When he looked up, he saw Deidara pinching the bridge of his nose and looking quite pained. Naruto flinched, even though Deidara hadn't reacted yet. He didn't have to say anything, though; it was clear as day that his friend thought he was stupid. And well, he couldn't really blame him for thinking that.
"So let me get this straight, un," Deidara said slowly, lowering his hand on the table and gazing at the other man with slightly narrowed eyes. "You've been in love with Sasuke-kun for years and you thought it was a marvellous idea to offer to carry his child?" His tone practically dripped with incredulity and Naruto winced.
"I thought you said it was great I had offered to do that for them?" he defended himself weakly, but even he knew how idiotic that sounded without needing to see Deidara's deadpan look.
"Yes, I told you it was great, un – before you told me you're in love with the father of the baby!" Deidara exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. "How could you ever possibly think that was a good idea, Naruto-kun?"
"I just – I just wanted to help them," Naruto whispered and stupidly, his eyeballs started stinging with hot tears. Why the hell would he start crying now? There was nothing to cry about!
"There's a difference between carrying their child as just a friend and carrying a baby for them when you're in love with one of them, un," Deidara snapped annoyed and the younger man realised this was the first time his friend was actually annoyed with him. It wasn't a nice realisation. "Did you ever stop to think about what this would do to you?"
"I thought about it a lot, okay? It wasn't like I just decided to do this on a whim!" Naruto bit out, clenching his hands into fists. So now Deidara was jumping on the bandwagon too? Why could nobody believe that he was capable of doing this? Why did they all think they knew him better than he did himself? This wasn't just an impulsive plans like most of his plans had been in the past!
"I actually don't think you gave this some thought, Naruto-kun," Deidara said annoyed, flipping his ponytail back over his shoulder. "You're carrying the baby of the man you love – do you really think you'll be able to just give it up after the birth, un? Can you look me in the eyes and honestly tell me you will be able to hand over that baby after you've hold him or her? That you will be fine with the thought that you'll never be able to raise that baby like your child? You'll be known as an uncle to him or her and - "
"I KNOW!" Naruto's outburst echoed through the kitchen and Deidara instantly shut up, staring at him wide-eyed. Breathing heavier, nails puncturing through sensitive skin, he continued in a strangled voice, "I know, okay? I promised I would give the baby up and I'm not going back on my promise. I would never do that to them."
"But what about you - "
Abruptly Naruto stood up; his chair screeching when it was shoved backwards. "I'm going out for a walk," he said curtly and strode out of the kitchen – as much as his stomach would allow.
Snatching his keys and phone on his way to the door, he stuffed them in his pockets and grabbed his hoodie. He shoved his feet into his battered shoes and was jerked to a stop by a hand clutching his wrist.
Worried, baby blue eyes stared at him when he turned his head. "Look, I didn't mean to upset you, un," Deidara said softly, licking his lower lip. "I just wanted - "
"I know, I just – I need some fresh air now," Naruto sighed, tugging his hand free. He offered a weak smile. "I'll be back soon, I promise. I just need to clear my head."
Deidara pursed his lips together, obviously not happy with this, but nodded and took a step back.
The front door fell shut with a quiet 'click' and Naruto inhaled the crisp weather. May was slowly approaching and the weather was gradually softening, preparing itself for the upcoming summer months. Resting his hands into the large pockets of his hoodie, he started making his way down the street, passing an elderly couple walking their dog. They shared an amiable nod in greeting before the couple turned around the corner. Some twigs and dead leaves crunched underneath his shoes and above him some birds were chittering excitedly, rustling the leaves.
He knew, all right. He knew how stupid it was to carry the baby of the guy he was in love with. But first and foremost, Sasuke was still his best friend, together with Sakura, and he wanted to help them out. He was in the position to help them – why wouldn't he offer it? His feelings for Sasuke had nothing to do with this. No matter what everyone thought, he was capable of remaining distant from the baby and giving him or her up to his friends. He would never hurt them like that.
His right hand cupped his rounded belly through the material of the hoodie and he quickened his pace.
He and Deidara made up after his walk and the older blond promised not to tell Itachi about it. The last thing Naruto needed was an Uchiha knowing about his feelings – especially when that particular Uchiha was the older brother of the man he was in love with. He didn't think Itachi would just go blurting it around, but well, better safe than sorry in this case.
Monday had him finishing his class earlier and waiting at eleven thirty outside the school for Sasuke to pick him up. He had his next appointment with Tsunade and they would, hopefully, find out today whether he was expecting a girl or a boy. This time Sakura would be there too, though she would drive directly from the hospital to Tsunade's practice; the pink haired woman still had a shift starting right after the appointment and couldn't afford to stay away too long. She had insisted on being there, though, not wanting to miss the moment when they would find out the baby's sex.
A familiar Mercedes rolled to a stop in front of him and he slipped into the car quickly, pulling the door shut behind him. After putting on his seatbelt, pulling it a bit lower underneath his stomach before it started to feel uncomfortable, the car was put in drive again, smoothly re-entering traffic.
"How are you doing?" Sasuke asked, glancing at the blond man next to him quickly.
Naruto chuckled a tad amused; it was practically becoming a tradition by now for Sasuke to ask him how he felt every time they spoke or met up. "I'm fine," he reassured his friend, placing his bag pack between his legs on the floor. "How's work?"
"Same old, same old," Sasuke grunted, narrowing his eyes at a car speeding past them. "Suigetsu is starting to work on my nerves."
"Not much of a surprise there," Naruto retorted dryly. Suigetsu was a co-worker of Sasuke who, when considering the hierarchy in the company, stood one step below the dark haired man. From the moment the white haired man had started working there, Sasuke had been annoyed by him while the other man seemed to thrive on getting on his nerves.
Honestly Naruto was surprised Sasuke hadn't attempted to defenestrate Suigetsu yet.
"Is Sakura-chan already there?" he questioned curiously, tugging at a string of his hoodie. It had been too warm to put on his jacket this morning, but still a bit too chill to just go outside in a sweater, so he had compromised with a dark green hoodie.
"She should be," Sasuke confirmed, stopping in front of the red light. "She left the hospital right after I called her, so unless she's stuck in traffic, she'll be there before us."
Naruto hummed and they remained in companionable silence for the rest of the ride with music playing on the radio as background noise.
Traffic wasn't too bad and they arrived rather quickly at Tsunade's practice; Naruto spotted Sakura's car – a small, metallic light blue Ford – a bit further down the street. He waited until a cyclist had passed the car before he opened his door and stepped out. They crossed the street and the door of the practice opened before either one of them could raise their hand, revealing a flushed looking Sakura.
"Right on time," she grinned and ushered them inside after sharing a quick kiss with Sasuke. Once the front door was closed, she hugged Naruto, careful not to press too tightly against his stomach. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling fine, Sakura-chan," he smiled, returning her hug.
"Good, that's good to hear," she nodded, tucking a piece of her bubble gum pink behind her ear. She was practically glowing, as if she was the one who was pregnant and not Naruto. "I'm so glad I managed to get some time off for this appointment!" Her hands were clutching Naruto's and she looked on the verge of vibrating on the spot. Her eyes glittered brightly as she grinned, "I can't wait to find out whether it's a boy or a girl!"
He grinned, but before he could offer a reply, the door of Tsunade's office opened, revealing the busty blonde leaning out of the doorway. She quirked an eyebrow. "You ready to come in?"
"We are," Sakura chirped and her enthusiasm was infectious, leaving Naruto with his own butterflies in his stomach as he approached the doctor somewhat nervously.
"Everything okay? You didn't experience anything out of the ordinary?" Tsunade questioned, taking a file out of one of the drawers and putting it on her desk. "Go lie down on the table and bare your stomach."
"Everything's fine," he repeated for the third time today and shrugged out of his hoodie first before he sat down on the examination table and swung his legs up. He pulled his sweater up to right above his belly when he laid down. Immediately Sasuke and Sakura came to stand on his left side, both wearing looks of anticipation.
Tsunade sat down on the small chair on his right side, turning on the monitor. "How are the bruises?" she inquired further, spreading cool gel over his bare stomach before putting a bit on the transducer.
"Practically gone," he told her and in the corner of his eye, he noticed Sasuke's fingers twitch a bit. "Don't feel sore anymore either."
"Good to hear," she hummed and raised the transducer. "Ready?"
"Go for it," he snorted and turned his head to face the monitor. Not that he would be able to recognise anything on it unless it was pointed out to him, but nonetheless it was still interesting to see.
The transducer pressed down on his stomach and Tsunade moved it around slowly; her light brown eyes focused on the screen in front of her. When she uttered a soft noise, three pairs of eyes instantly shot towards her.
"And?" Sasuke asked, sounding rather tense. "Can you see whether it's a boy or a girl?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you're going to get a son, Uchiha-san," Tsunade smiled, tapping softly on the screen.
Cerulean blue eyes widened in shock. "Holy shit, a boy?" Naruto exclaimed stunned, staring at the screen in awe. Being nearly six months pregnant made it easier for him to distinguish the baby on the screen; now he could see the head and the legs and the arms without needing to have it be pointed out to him. He couldn't immediately see how Tsunade had discovered the baby was a boy, but that didn't matter.
The baby was a boy.
"A son!" Sakura repeated and started laughing, dabbing at her eyes which looked suspiciously wet all of a sudden. "Oh, Sasuke-kun, we're going to have a son!"
Sasuke didn't verbally react, but when Naruto glanced at him, he softened at the look of pure wonder which was glued onto the screen. Dark eyes gleamed when they locked onto blue ones and Naruto smiled on an impulse. His heart skipped a beat when Sasuke returned his smile; the soft and private one nobody but a select few were allowed to witness.
As Sakura started chattering about the baby and the paint colours they could use for the nursery now, Naruto knew he would cherish Sasuke's smile forever.
How could he regret making the decision to carry his baby if it put a smile like that on the older man's face?
"You haven't eaten lunch yet, right?" Sasuke asked when they were back outside. His right hand held the envelope with the ultrasounds in it and judging by how firmly he grasped them, he wasn't planning on releasing them any time soon.
Naruto would never dare say it aloud, but he thought the way Sasuke was clutching the ultrasounds was quite frankly adorable.
"No, I haven't," he replied, shaking his head, and waved at Sakura who drove past them. After nearly suffocating him with a tight hug, she had hurried to her car, needing to be at the hospital on time for her next shift. "I had a class before this appointment."
"We could eat lunch together," Sasuke suggested, looking back and forth before crossing the street to his own car.
Naruto followed and narrowed his eyes. "Don't you have work to do?" he questioned curiously. "Besides, I'm not letting you pay for lunch," he huffed, already knowing what the dark haired man had been planning. He really wasn't all that subtle.
"It's just lunch," the older man sighed exasperatedly, leaning on top of his open door. "It's not that big of a deal, Naruto. As for work – a few hours without me won't kill them."
That was not the impression the blond man had of Sasuke's work at times, but he wasn't about to start arguing with him about that. "Look, you already paid for my groceries several times; I can't let you pay lunch too," he argued and stepped into the car before he could potentially block traffic.
"How many times do I have to tell you this? You can consider the groceries for - "
"The baby, yes, I know. But that doesn't include buying lunch and I'm not going to change my mind about it, so save your breath," Naruto retorted stubbornly, crossing his arms on top of his stomach.
"Why do you have to be so damn stubborn?" Sasuke growled, glowering at him.
Naruto manfully resisted the urge to stick his tongue out. He also was decidedly not thinking about how deep Sasuke's growl had been or how the sound had aroused his interest. Nope, definitely not, because that way laid madness.
The dark haired man groaned annoyed and rubbed over his forehead. "Fine, what about if I make lunch for the both of us at my place? No money involved with that."
Naruto pursed his lips in thought, but his stomach growling rather loudly made the decision in his place. His cheeks heating up slightly, he muttered, "I guess, if you have the time for it."
"I wouldn't have suggested it otherwise," Sasuke snorted and started the car.
But not before Naruto caught him putting the ultrasounds almost reverently away in the inner pocket of his jacket.
Sasuke was doing the dishes after lunch and Naruto was sipping from his apple juice, having got the strict order not to help and just sit at the table and relax. Either all Uchiha shared the same ridiculous overprotective streak towards pregnant people or both Uchiha brothers thought he was incapable of helping out. Both possibilities were quite annoying, but he saw no point in creating a fight out of something as inane as not helping out with the dishes. That just wasn't worth wasting his energy on.
He put the nearly empty glass on the table and licked his lips to catch any residue of the sweet juice. "Say, Sasuke," he started and then stopped and furrowed his eyebrows, suddenly becoming aware of a strange sensation. It took him a few seconds to locate the origin of it; bemused he stared down at his stomach, wondering whether he was just imagining things.
For a few seconds nothing happened and he started to relax again – and then it was back and he froze.
A strange fluttering sensation. Like a kitten paw nudging him gently.
His sharp intake of breath had Sasuke whirling around and his eyes sharpened when they landed on the seated blond. Snatching off his gloves and throwing them on the sink, he demanded, "Naruto? Something wrong?" A hint of worry seeped through his voice.
"I think," Naruto cut himself off when the fluttering movement was back and his hands automatically covered his stomach. "Oh," he breathed out, taken off guard.
"Oh? What do you mean, 'oh'? Is something wrong with the baby? Do you need to go to Tsunade?" Sasuke fired off the questions one by one, clearly getting more and more worked up. Before he could completely throw himself into a tizzy, Naruto waved him closer.
"I'm fine, don't worry," he reassured his friend first as the older man approached him cautiously.
"Then why are you gripping your stomach like that?" Dark eyes narrowed at the way Naruto's hands were still cupping his belly; his thumb rubbing soothing circles over his side.
"Because the baby surprised me." Naruto struggled to keep his laughter hidden as he watched how realisation slowly dawned upon Sasuke's face.
"Are you – is he kicking?" Awe coloured the dark haired man's voice as he stared in shock at Naruto's stomach.
"Yeah, just felt it now," Naruto smiled, looking down at his stomach as well. His heart did a weird summersault when he felt the baby moving inside of him. There were no words to describe how he felt now; how it was to feel the baby moving inside of him, kicking him.
It had something … magical. Out of the world.
"Now that I think about it, I might have felt him moving before, but I just thought it was trapped gas or something like that," he admitted sheepishly; his cheeks reddening a bit.
A strangled noise escaped Sasuke and he looked like he couldn't decide between shaking his head in despair or laughing. "Only you, Naruto," he muttered.
"Not like I've got experience with it!" Naruto defended himself, pouting. So sue him for thinking he had had some issues with trapped gas! It wasn't as if the kicks had been that discernible.
At least not until now.
"Can I – can I feel him?" Sasuke asked and for the first time since they had become friends Naruto heard his voice audibly trembling, as if something was caught in his throat.
"Of course you can. He's still moving," Naruto murmured and pulled his hands away. "If you're lucky, you'll be able to – oh."
Before he could even finish his sentence, pale hands were already covering his stomach, carefully moving around as they tried to predict where the baby's next kick would land. Sasuke stilled when the baby nudged his right hand which was lying on top of Naruto's belly.
"I can feel him," Sasuke said wondrously; his face shining with awe; his gaze trained upon the blond's stomach. "I can feel him moving!"
"Yeah," Naruto muttered lamely, aware of the baby moving inside of him leisurely, but his attention was now solely focused on Sasuke.
This was the first time that Sasuke was actually touching his stomach, feeling it, and he suddenly became hyper aware of their proximity, of the few inches that were still separating them. Sasuke stood so close, Naruto could feel his body heat practically radiating off him, inhale his familiar, spicy scent and he swallowed; his eyes helplessly tracing the man's features. The slim, dark eyebrows; his straight nose; his sharp cheekbones; his full, pale pink lips …
His black eyes which were shimmering with excitement and awe; the love he had for his child evident in the way he gazed at Naruto's stomach. Sasuke would make a great father; there was no doubt about that.
God, he really was in deep, huh?
Looking at Sasuke now – these past five months had done nothing to diminish Naruto's feelings for him. If anything, they had grown worse now that he knew how it felt like to be the object of Sasuke's full focus; how it was to witness this other side of Sasuke, a side he hadn't felt ready to show to anyone until now. Naruto was now receiving a taste of how it would be like if he and Sasuke were actually together and that only made things worse.
Did Sakura know how lucky she was to have Sasuke's love? Did she realise how many people would want to be in her shoes, even if it was just for one day? To experience Sasuke's love; to know it was reciprocated; to be able to kiss and hold him without fearing rejection; to love him in return without worry …
Did she know?
"Naruto?" Sasuke murmured, having become aware of how silent the younger man was. He looked up and the moment their eyes locked, it was as if a bolt of electricity passed between them.
They stilled, gazing at each other, and Naruto couldn't stop his eyes from flickering briefly to pale rose lips. They parted slightly underneath his gaze and when he looked back up, his heart skipped a bit at the sudden intensity in those dark eyes.
They seemed to glow from somewhere deep within and Naruto felt trapped underneath them, wondering faintly whether this was how every prey felt like when it was caught by its predator.
"Naruto, I …" Sasuke's voice trailed off; his gaze flicking towards Naruto's own slightly chapped lips.
His heart started thudding madly in his chest as he realised that the distance between them was suddenly shorter. Was he moving or Sasuke? He didn't know and he didn't care.
Sasuke's face was close to his, so close he could count his lashes if he wanted to.
So close their mouths were nearly touching if they turned their heads slightly.
As if in a trance, Naruto watched how Sasuke came closer. Until black filled his vision. Until he was aware of nothing else but the man in front of him.
Just a bit closer …
And then their lips would meet.
AN2: Did I really end it at this line? Yes, yes, I did. *nods* Felt like being evil, sorry :P
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The next chapter will be posted on the third of November. I see you all then!
Cuddles
Melissa
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