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The Grass is Green on the Other Side	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 3025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit from it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Author's note: I'm happy to see that my story is received well :D
Thanks to the following reviewers: videalhbea; Kotori-Sensei; Demonic Tenshe; Lil-lo (that reason will be mentioned in the third chapter); moodysavage (Gaara doesn't slip him any medicine)
Warnings: problems conceiving; liberties taken with medical examinations; rimming (first time I write a scene like that, so apologies if it isn't good); angst; long chapter
I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 2
One week later Naruto found himself back in Uchiha's office – again without Gaara.
"You went alone last time, right? The results aren't going to change with my presence," Gaara pointed out calmly.
Naruto glowered, lowering his cup of coffee. "That doesn't matter, Gaara. Is it so weird that I want you there with me? This concerns you as well, you know!"
Gaara leaned over to press a kiss against his lips; hard, green eyes softened a fraction. "I wish I could, but the client refused to move his appointment to another day," he sighed; his thumb caressed Naruto's knuckles. "Call me as soon as you know more, okay?"
Mollified thanks to hearing the real reason why Gaara wasn't joining him – even though that still didn't make him happy – Naruto agreed to call him.
"I have your results here," Uchiha spoke calmly, tapping on a page filled with charts and several number combinations.
"What does it say?" Naruto asked nervously; his fingers playing with the tassels of his bright orange scarf. There was still some purple paint decorating his knuckles.
"Your blood does not contain any traces of the suppressants and the rest of your vitals are fine as well. No cause for concern there."
Naruto slumped back in his chair with a defeated sigh. "So it's not a side effect from the pills," he muttered. He knew he should be relieved, but he could think of nothing else that could cause his problem.
What was it that was preventing him from attaining his dream?
"Now that we have ruled out the possible side effects of your pill, we will need to research something else that could be the cause of your issue."
Naruto regarded the other man warily. "What?"
"In some cases, problems with conceiving can arise because the entrance to the womb is too narrow or too hidden," Uchiha explained and showed the blond a chart which detailed the reproductive system of Omega. "You know how your womb is partly connected to your rectum, right?"
Naruto nodded and felt his cheeks heat up a bit. He had so not expected this particular discussion when he arrived in the office.
"In some Omega, the connection is too narrow or simply hidden which creates difficulties for the seed to succeed in impregnating the Omega." Dark eyes offered him an apologetic look. "I realise you may not like this, but I want to perform a check-up to see whether your issue is caused due to physical problems."
Meaning the doctor would need to have his fingers inside of him in order to perform the check-up. Even though Naruto knew it was just a clinical check-up, he still felt uncomfortable. Nobody but his mate had touched him there and he didn't like the thought of letting Uchiha near his arse. It just felt strange.
But he had not much choice now, did he?
Praying it would be over soon, Naruto followed the doctor to the large screen where he was handed a lime green hospital gown.
"Pull this on and leave your clothes here," Uchiha instructed and gave the blue eyed man his privacy.
Biting his lip, Naruto removed his clothes – including his underwear which made him flush slightly – and pulled on the hospital gown which reached until mid-thigh. Shivering when his bare skin came into contact with the cool air, he shuffled from behind the privacy screen, rocking back and forth on his heels; feeling jittery with nerves.
Uchiha looked up from his papers and nodded. While he pulled on a pair of thin, plastic gloves, he said calmly, "Uzumaki-san, please place your hands on the bed, lean forwards and spread your legs a bit."
Despite the calm, soothing voice, Naruto had trouble relaxing when he did what he was instructed and he was hyper aware of the footsteps nearing him. The Omega in him was torn between purring madly, wanting to surrender to the powerful Alpha coming up from behind him, and lashing out violently, because someone else besides his mate was planning on touching him.
The confusion was causing a throbbing headache and Naruto clenched his teeth together; why the fuck couldn't his Omega just shut up? This whole situation was already awkward enough without the Omega's flustered confusion.
"Try to relax as much as possible," Uchiha murmured and halted right behind him.
Naruto couldn't contain the sharp intake of breath when a warm, slick finger breached him and he automatically tensed up, forcing the doctor to pause his ministrations.
"Sorry," Naruto hissed; his breathing shallow while he tried to relax his muscles.
"It's okay; just try not to tense up. It won't take long," Uchiha reassured him and Naruto's back muscles flexed in surprise when a warm hand was placed on his lower back; the warmth searing hot through the paper thin gown.
He breathed out slowly and only tensed up slightly when a second finger breached him.
"That's right; just relax," Uchiha murmured soothingly and Naruto's fingers flexed on the bed when the gloved fingers went deeper.
It felt odd and it was doing strange things to his nerve system; his stomach lurching.
Naruto clenched his eyes shut and thought about Rock Lee in his spandex suit when the fingers grazed against his spot before they skimmed across the other side.
His nose twitched when an odd smell rose up around them and he frowned, wondering what the source of the scent was.
He couldn't suppress a hiss of discomfort when something very sensitive inside of him was touched. He couldn't decide whether the sensation was painful or pleasant and his heart was doing somersaults in his chest. It wasn't until the doctor pulled back abruptly that Naruto realised he had arched his back lightly.
Fuck, was dying from embarrassment possible? Or could at the very least a hole appear to swallow him up?
"It appears that nothing is obstructing the opening to the womb," Uchiha declared briskly and he removed the gloves with a sharp 'smack!'. "You can change back."
Naruto practically fled behind the screen where his clothes were waiting for him in a messy pile. With trembling hands, he exchanged the gown for his clothes; the entire time trying to ignore his flustered state.
God, what was happening to him? Never before had he reacted so strongly to an Alpha before. It filled him with a sense of unease.
All the while that peculiar smell still penetrated the air and he had no clue what had brought it on.
When he left the safety of the screen, the doctor was already seated at his desk, writing something down with a concentrated frown on his forehead.
Silently Naruto sat down in his chair, forcing himself to meet the alluring dark eyes without flinching. There had to be some kind of law that forbade Alpha from being so beautiful and dangerously alluring. He had thought Itachi was one of the most handsome men he had met in his life so far – excluding his own mate of course – but his younger brother was something entirely else.
And why the hell was he suddenly contemplating this, for fuck's sake?
"Well, so far all the tests have proven that you are capable of carrying a child," Uchiha said thoughtfully, tapping his pen against a sheet of paper. "I'm going to give you a prescription for a hormone treatment. Maybe your hormones need a bit more help. You need to take these pills for a month. After that month, should you still not be carrying, we'll figure out something else."
"Thank you," Naruto muttered and reached out to accept the prescription.
A spark of electricity made him jolt when their fingers touched and Naruto pulled back alarmed. What had just happened?
Uchiha looked surprised as well. "Must be static electricity," he smiled faintly.
Naruto's smile was weak when he replied, "Must be."
Except that static electricity had never felt this strong.

They fell back on the bed in a sweaty mess, breathing harshly.
"What kind of boost do those pills give you?" Gaara murmured, blinking the sweat out of his eyes; his chest going up and down rapidly.
Naruto chuckled and winced when he sat up slightly to lean against the pillows. He had been following the hormone treatment for two weeks now and their coupling had intensified; the Alpha not able to resist the heightened level of hormones which screamed 'highly fertile'. So far the one test he had done had been negative again, but Naruto had a little more hope now.
Gaara had recognized the treatment as something one of his clients had used to have children quickly. It had worked well, because three weeks later their test had been positive.
With that titbit of information, the blond Omega was a lot more hopeful.
Gaara scowled when his cell phone trembled loudly on the small, wooden table near the window, before it switched over to a loud ringtone.
"Can't they leave me alone for one day?" he growled and stalked – still stark naked – over to the table and snatched it off the sturdy table.
Naruto tuned out the conversation and leisurely stretched his arms, enjoying the feeling of soft sheets against his naked skin. The bedroom was pleasantly warm thanks to the portable heater and he revelled in that warmth while outside the wind howled, messing up the blanket of untouched snow.
God, he could easily remain snuggled in his bed for the rest of the day, petting the madly purring black haired cat, but the alarm of his phone alerted him to the fact that if he didn't shower now and get dressed, he would be late for the Christmas party. Christmas was a week ago, but that family always organised a party a week later, so that all family members and friends could be present.
"Can it not be moved to tomorrow afternoon?"
Blue eyes flicked up to the red haired man pacing back and forth; his forehead wrinkled in irritation.
"Does it have to be me? Why not Sasori?"
Naruto furrowed his eyebrows and sat up straight; the sheets pooling around his hips. What was Gaara talking about?
His mate sighed, raking a hand through his mussed hair. "Fine," he snapped and scowled at the carpet as if it had done him a great misdeed. His phone clattered on the table when he angrily ended the call.
"What's wrong?" Naruto asked worriedly, ceasing his petting of Kurama, who grumbled in displeasure.
Gaara sank down on the bed and absentmindedly rubbed Naruto's leg; his soft touch a sharp contrast to the fierce scowl on his face. "That fucking idiot couldn't tell that fat bastard to go to hell and so now I have to meet up with that worthless excuse of a human being!" he spat out; ire flashing up in his eyes. "I can't join you this afternoon."
"That's too bad." Naruto resisted the urge to pout. "It's more fun with you there."
Gaara eyed him sideways; wary amusement dancing on his face. "You mean you like the fact that Uchiha and I get into an argument every damn time."
Naruto grinned and leant forwards to kiss the other man. "You're sexy when you're angry," he whispered and winked.
"You're incorrigible." Gaara rolled his eyes and swatted a firm, tanned thigh. "Come on now; you need a shower before you leave."
"Are you saying I smell?" Naruto sniffed; a look of mock outrage plastered on his face.
"Of course you do," Gaara retorted, not perturbed at all. "I don't want any of those Uchiha bending you over to fuck you. Your arse is mine."
For someone who looked so standoffish, his mate could be quite crass if he chose to be.
Still, Naruto smiled and allowed the water to cascade down his back, he couldn't deny the fact that he liked Gaara's occasional streak of possessiveness.

"Where's Gaara-san?" Deidara asked surprised, looking over Naruto's shoulder as if he expected the red haired man to pop up behind him.
Naruto accepted Deidara's firm hug, being careful with his protruding belly; the older man looked almost ready to pop. "He was called away; some client insisted on meeting today," he pouted, removing his jacket.
"That's too bad; at least Itachi will behave today." Deidara clucked his tongue, not even flinching when a pale hand came down on his shoulder.
"Do not make it sound as if I am an unruly child," a deep voice admonished his husband.
"Hello Itachi," Naruto grinned.
The older, pale faced man twitched at the absence of the suffix after his name and sighed. "I see you are here without that menace."
"You're not an angel yourself, you know," the blond man pointed out and bent down to accept the running blur in his arms, which yelped cutely at the sudden impact. "Hello there, Akihito-kun," he laughed, dropping a kiss on the feather soft hair.
"Naruto-niisan!" Akihito greeted him with an angelic smile. "I miss you," he informed the blond solemnly.
"I missed you too," Naruto assured the small boy, whose grin widened, showing off a small gap in the right upper corner of his mouth, where once a tooth had been.
"Come see my presents," Akihito demanded, pointing towards the living room, which was filled with chatter and the occasional laugh.
"I need to follow the spoilt prince," Naruto smirked and Deidara waved him off, not even denying the spoilt prince comment.
"Don't forget to greet Mikoto-san," his friend reminded him.
Yeah, it probably would be best if he greeted Itachi's mother first before she started fussing too much.

"And this I got from Kisame-jisan," Akihito announced and held up a large stuffed toy in the form of a grinning shark.
Naruto couldn't contain a soft snort; it figured that the giant shark obsessed man would give his nephew a shark toy.
"And this I got from Konan-neesan," the young boy continued happily, picking up a colour book.
Naruto's attention, however, was drawn towards a sudden new smell drifting in from the hallway. He frowned; where had he smelt that scent before?
He nodded absentmindedly in response to Akihito's question, but most of his attention was focused on the muted conversation going on in the hallway. Whoever had just arrived, had surprised Mikoto, because she sounded shocked.
"Naruto-niisan, listen to me!"
Akihito's high pitched demand broke through Naruto's concentration – eavesdropping – and he smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, Akihito-kun, I'm listening."
The younger boy eyed him rather distrustfully – making Naruto wonder where he had learnt that particular expression – and then seemed to decide that Naruto looked contrite enough, because he picked up a jigsaw puzzle, which displayed a castle.
"This puzzle is from …"
"Still showing off your presents, brat?" a smooth voice spoke up amused.
"Sasuke-jisan!" Akihito cried out enthusiastically, dropping his puzzle like hot coals and rushed towards the man, holding his arms up in a silent plea for a hug.
Naruto watched wide-eyed how Doctor Uchiha bent down to pick up the young boy, grunting when he settled him on his hip.
"You're getting heavy," Uchiha informed his nephew dryly.
Akihito puffed up his cheeks like an angry chipmunk and huffed. "I'm not!" he protested, scowling fiercely.
"You're getting bigger, so you're heavier," Uchiha spoke solemnly.
"Not true!"
"So you're not a big boy?" A dark eyebrow rose up.
"I, yes, wait! No … I am …"
Akihito's confused face was so precious that Naruto couldn't help but snicker, drawing the attention of both Uchiha.
Naruto flushed underneath the piercing gaze of Uchiha and he cleared his throat, rising up from the large pillow he had been sitting on. "Hello, Uchiha-sensei," he greeted him, rubbing the back of his neck. It was kind of awkward to see his doctor in this kind of setting. How could he have forgotten that he would encounter Uchiha here? The man was family after all; of course he would attend a party thrown by his own parents.
Except that in all the years he had been invited to this party, he had never seen the doctor make an appearance even once. His presence was hard to miss after all.
"Uzumaki-san, I hadn't expected to see you here," Uchiha said, lowering his nephew back on the ground while he kept his eyes trained on the blond man.
Naruto chuckled nervously. "Deidara-kun invites me every year."
"Ah." Realisation dawned upon the older man. "So you're the cute blond my brother-in-law raves about." A smirk lingered on his lips.
His cheeks seemed to explode with heat at the casual comment and he spluttered, floundering, not certain how to react to that. His big mouth had abandoned him in the wake of being in Uchiha's presence.
"Naruto-niisan is pretty, right, Sasuke-jisan?" Akihito remarked innocently.
He was pretty certain his cheeks would be permanently stained a cherry red after this afternoon. Gently he pushed the young boy towards Mikoto, trying to ignore the amused eyes of the other man. "Why don't you go to your grandmother, Akihito-kun? I heard she has chocolate chip cookies."
"Cookies?" Akihito's face cleared up and he instantly ran away to accost the dark haired woman.
"Sorry about that," Naruto apologised with a weak smile.
Dark eyes roved over him appraisingly, causing the blond to stiffen. "Well, he isn't lying. My nephew does have good taste," Uchiha murmured; some unknown emotion flashing up in his intense eyes.
Naruto's chuckle came out in a trembling voice, instead of the confident tone he had been aiming for. "Flattery is something all Uchiha are good in, I assume."
"Only when the other one is worthy of praise," Uchiha replied smoothly and picked up two glasses of bubbly champagne from the plate one of the waiters was carrying around.
Before Naruto could decipher the meaning of that comment, he was handed one of the two flute glasses and Uchiha asked, "Where's your mate? I thought I would see him here, considering you're here."
"Ah, eh, he had to meet up with a client, so I came on my own," Naruto answered and shrugged.
"And he leaves you on your own? What a shame." Uchiha shook his head and took a sip from the alcoholic beverage.
Naruto decided to ignore that peculiar comment and said, "Say, Uchiha-sensei, …"
"Call me Sasuke," the doctor interrupted him calmly. Confronted with the blond's bemused look, he elaborated, "We're not in my practice, so you can call me Sasuke."
Naruto blinked, a tad confused, but continued, "Sasuke-san, how come I haven't seen you here at this party the past few years?"
"Because I was busy dealing with patients," Sasuke replied and then frowned. "This year, however, that bastard I call my brother decided to blackmail me into leaving my schedule empty for today."
Yeah, that did sound like Itachi, all right. It made the Omega wonder what kind of leverage Itachi had over his younger brother.
"You know, I have your complete medical history, but I don't know anything about you as a person, Uzumaki-san," Sasuke commented, cocking his head slightly.
Reminding himself not to become distracted by the play of the lights on Sasuke's black bluish hair, Naruto retorted, "Call me Naruto, please."
If he could call Sasuke by his first name, he didn't mind extending the same courtesy to the other man.
Mirroring Sasuke's small smile with one of his own, Naruto started telling about his job and his own attempts at selling his art.

They migrated to a large balcony, which looked out on a large backyard covered with pure white snow. The balcony was shielded from the nature elements by thick glass, so both men could enjoy eating their early dinner without freezing to death.
Naruto was surprised at how easy it was to hold a conversation with the young Uchiha. The man seemed genuinely interested in what he had to say, asking questions about his work and his friends and Naruto quickly relaxed around him to the point that he hadn't even thought of protesting the fact that Sasuke had led them to one of the most private places in the manor. It just felt natural to be alone with the man.
"Ever since then Iruka-sensei has refused to leave me alone in charge of his class," Naruto ended his story proudly. He had just told Sasuke about how he once had managed to convince his former teacher's pupils to paint the entire class a bright orange. Iruka-sensei had not been happy or amused at all; Naruto was still banned from entering his classroom.
"You can be a right menace when you want to be," Sasuke smirked, placing his glass of red wine back on the table with a soft 'thunk'.
"All in good fun," Naruto reassured him with a large grin, putting a piece of roasted chicken in his mouth.
It was quiet for a short while, both enjoying their meals, until Naruto could no longer contain his curiosity.
"How come you don't have a mate?" he blurted out and immediately clapped a hand for his mouth, staring horrified at Sasuke, who looked back in surprise. "I'm sorry! It's none of my …"
"The last person I was with couldn't deal with my work schedule," Sasuke answered calmly, not offended at all. "Since then it's just easier to concentrate on my work, instead of dealing with bitch fits. I love my work and I have no patience for people who can't deal with that."
"Oh," Naruto said subdued, twirling his fork between his fingers. He couldn't understand why this particular admission bothered him; why did he care that Sasuke had no one to call his own? It was the man's own decision.
"So you have no one waiting for you at home? Such a shame; you seem to be quite a catch," Naruto teased, forcing himself to sound lighthearted.
All his senses were screaming at him to shut up before this conversation turned dangerous.
"At the moment, no, but who knows when that will change," Sasuke answered and his voice deepened, dark eyes gazing straight into wide blue ones.
The atmosphere grew oddly charged, heavy with something Naruto couldn't – wouldn't – identify.
Those unfathomable dark eyes seemed to hypnotize him and he froze up, holding his breath, not knowing what to do next. For some inexplicable reason, he found himself not wanting to break this moment.
"Naruto …"
"Aha! Here you are!"
The door slammed open, revealing a triumphantly looking Deidara and an exasperated Itachi.
Naruto yelped in fright and slammed back into his chair. Since when had he been leaning forwards? When he chanced a look at Sasuke, he had to swallow when he saw his faint rose cheekbones and the feverish glint in his eyes.
What had just happened between them?
Naruto could feel his cheeks burn when Itachi raised an eyebrow at him, as if to admonish him. He hadn't done anything wrong, right?
"What do you want?" Sasuke asked with a rough voice, scowling at his brother.
Itachi's calculating gaze slid from Naruto to Sasuke and he shook his head sharply. "Sasuke, can I talk to you for a moment? It's private," he murmured.
Sasuke threw Naruto a strange glance. "Excuse me," he muttered and followed his brother deeper into the house.
"Sasuke-kun must really like you. I don't think I've ever seen him talking so much with one person," Deidara chuckled and carefully lowered himself into the now vacant chair. "Sorry that my husband stole him; he'll be back soon," he reassured the younger blond.
Naruto smiled weakly, distracting himself by sipping from his wine.

Sasuke didn't return.
Naruto told himself he wasn't disappointed by that.

Fingers clawed into the rumpled sheets, burying themselves into the damp cloth. His breath left him in hot pants, his chest heaving up and down while his mouth seemed to have trouble staying closed. He would feel embarrassed of that if he wasn't currently being wrecked with blinding pleasure.
He arched his back when a hot, wet tongue licked a stripe across his spine, halting right above his arse.
Warm hands cupped his cheeks, squeezing them softly before a leg nudge his legs apart, baring him to his lover.
A thumb caressed over his clenching and unclenching hole, pressing softly against the twitching, slick opening.
The dark, amused chuckle made the hair on his body rise up and he involuntarily tensed up; his wide, blue eyes fixated on the dark purple sheets.
"You're so wet already," the other one breathed and a slender, pale hand cupped his throbbing cock, a thumb flicking across the leaking, angrily red tip, making him whimper pathetically. "And I haven't even started the main event yet."
Naruto lifted his head, somewhat dazed, and muttered, "What …"
He choked when the sneaky tongue suddenly slipped down, right between his spread cheeks and licked across his wet opening, while nails dug into his plump cheeks, on the verge of being painful. His tongue probed against his opening and Naruto keened lowly when that devious tongue worked its way inside of him, causing hot, white hot blinding pleasure to overwhelm his senses and attack his nerves; his brain practically short circuiting at the unexpected sensation of a tongue tasting him there.
He knew he should find it dirty, should push the other one away and demand he never licks him there again, but …
His legs trembled and quivered, his arms nearly buckled underneath his weight with every wave of pleasure washing over him. He was completely helpless to the heady feeling of a wet tongue caressing his inner walls, a finger slipping in next to it, touching him where the tongue could not reach.
Raw moans and guttural groans poured from his open mouth, while he unconsciously shifted his body to bring him closer to his lover, and there was no way he would be able to survive this exquisite onslaught of mind numbing, bordering on completely and utterly depraved pleasure. Surely he would not be able to withstand this?
The heat in his belly coiled and grew and grew, until it suddenly exploded and he was left screaming his lover's name, praising him until his throat became raw, while his essence coated the sheets.
And still, the pleasure continued to course through him, long after his lover had retreated, leaving him an utter wreck.

Cerulean blue eyes shot open and his heart pounded heavily, as if he had just run a marathon.
"Had a nice dream?" Gaara drawled in the door opening that separated their bedroom from the bathroom. He was only clad in a white towel, wrapped around his hips. Leisurely he sauntered over to the bed while he rubbed a smaller towel over his dripping hair. A smirk adorned his face.
"What?" Naruto asked startled, sitting up slowly. He felt disoriented, as if something had smacked his head.
Jade green eyes glanced down meaningfully at his lap and the blond man followed his eyes, flushing brightly when he noticed his not too subtle bulge, which was still at half-mast. When he shifted his legs, he grimaced at the stickiness he encountered. It had been a long time since he lost control of himself like that.
"You were quite vocal as well," Gaara continued mercilessly; his eyes glinting mischievously.
Naruto reddened further. "Shut up," he muttered petulantly.
"Almost made me jealous," his mate teased and bend his head to give him a long kiss. "If I didn't have to leave now, I would definitely re-enact that naughty dream of yours," he breathed and his smirk grew when he caught sight of the tomato red cheeks of his blond lover.
Fingers brushed against his burning cheeks. "One would think you would be too exhausted to come up with a dream like that about us after all the things we did," Gaara chuckled and turned around to get dressed.
Fortunately for Naruto, Gaara's back was turned towards him while he dressed, so he couldn't see the rather weak smile that Naruto tried to conjure at Gaara's remark.
Because truth be told: while his wet dreams had always starred Gaara, this time it did not. A change which greatly worried the Omega.
Because the one who had been touching him throughout the dream, who had lavished all his attention on Naruto, who had been giving him pleasure he had never felt before was not his mate, but Sasuke.
Erotic dreams didn't really count as cheating, he assured himself, but if so, why was there the heavy taste of guilt in the back of his throat?
More importantly: why on earth had he started dreaming about the dark haired man?

"I just can't believe I forgot to buy diapers," Kiba moaned, a hint of desperation leaking through his voice.
Naruto rolled his eyes and entered the local supermarket, loosening his scarf. He steered his empty cart with one hand – his other clutching his phone against his ear – and strolled down the various aisles. "You're lucky I needed to go grocery shopping anyway," he replied amused, pausing momentarily to throw a family size package of ramen into the cart.
"You're a real life saver, man," Kiba said earnestly. "At least I packed the bag already. I can't believe she's almost here, dude."
Naruto chuckled at the awed tone and weaved his way through a packed aisle. It wouldn't surprise him if his friend fainted the moment his daughter was born.
"Shikamaru told me you had an appointment with a doctor; how did that go?" Kiba asked curiously.
The blond froze and then laughed nervously. "That's in two days; you're a bit early, man."
"Ah, must have misheard him …"
Kiba's apology was drowned out in the bellowed order of his sister to get his arse back to work. After a hasty goodbye from his panicking friend, Naruto was greeted by the loud beeping noise. With a sigh, he pocketed his phone and continued his shopping; his stomach churning somewhat unpleasantly.
In two days he would hear whether the hormone treatment had worked. He wanted to believe that it had finally brought on the desired result, but at the same time he didn't want his hope to be smashed again.
A grimace tainting his lips, he entered the aisle dedicated to everything a baby needed. All right, he needed diapers for a new born. Where could they have put those?
While he perused the shelves, attempting to pick out the most suitable brand, someone walked past, agitatedly talking to someone presumably on the phone.
A very familiar scent accompanied the person.
Naruto whipped his head around so abruptly he nearly gave himself whiplash.
A couple of feet away from him a scowling Sasuke was studying the shelf containing baby powder.
"Can't I just grab a bottle?" Sasuke asked exasperatedly. A pause. "It's a baby! He won't care which brand it is!" He raked a hand through his hair, causing his bangs to caress his cheeks. "I don't even see the bloody thing! Tell that dear brother of mine to sacrifice his own time for this shit."
Realising that it was Deidara who had called Sasuke, Naruto approached the older male, zooming in on the brand of baby powder the older blond preferred to purchase.
"Here, he means this one," Naruto smiled and handed over the right bottle.
Dark eyes widened in surprise and the man accepted the bottle with a quick grateful look. "Never mind. Naruto-san found it." The call was immediately ended and he slipped his phone in his pocket. "Thank god you're here; I had no idea what he was talking about."
Naruto had to smile at the flustered look plastered on Sasuke's face. It was oddly endearing – could he even use 'endearing' when it came to this man? – to see the otherwise unruffled doctor being out of his element here.
"Deidara-kun is very peculiar when it comes to brands," Naruto chuckled and placed a pack of diapers into his cart.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Diapers?"
The blond awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "A friend of mine forgot to buy diapers and he asked me to grab some."
"Ah, so we're both acting as messenger boys, huh?" Sasuke mused.
Naruto eyed his casual ensemble of a cashmere sweater, black jeans and an open leather jacket. "No work today?" he inquired lightly.
"Took off the afternoon and evening to visit my brother," Sasuke grunted and in an unspoken agreement he followed Naruto into another aisle.
"Have you seen Shion-kun already?" Naruto asked curiously.
Deidara had given birth a week ago, but Naruto hadn't been able to visit yet due to his heavy workload.
"Yes, two days ago; looks like the blond gene was more dominant this time," Sasuke replied dryly.
"I bet he looks adorable," the blond grinned, placing a lettuce crop, a bag with tomatoes, two cucumbers and a bag of carrots in the shopping cart, before making his way to the fruit area.
"I just hope he won't inherit Deidara's loudness," the dark haired man grumbled, eyeing the growing pile of junk food like crisps and the family packet of ramen in Naruto's cart with increasing alarm. "How do you remain so slender with so much junk food?"
Naruto glanced at his cart and pouted. "That's not only for me, you know," he huffed, placing a bag of apples and a bunch of bananas in the cart.
"I would be worried if it was," Sasuke murmured and trailed behind the blond, who was searching for a particular brand of basil.
It seemed they had rearranged the shelves again; Naruto uttered a soft sigh of frustration when he located the small, plastic bottle of basil on the highest shelf. He stretched out his arm, even going as far as to stand on his tiptoes, but as he suspected, his fingers barely grazed the bottle. "Damn it!" he cursed, dropping his arm and he glared at the bottle, which seemed to mock him.
A leather clad arm reached past him, a warm, hard chest pressing against his back and he unconsciously held his breath when his nostrils were assaulted by the peculiar smell that seemed to be infused in Sasuke's skin. It wasn't a bad smell, actually, but definitely distracting.
"Here. Do you need this one?" Sasuke asked, offering the bottle of basil to the blond.
"Thanks." Naruto nodded and after throwing one last scowl at the offending shelf, he turned his cart to make his way to the cash registers. "Do you need something else to buy?"
"No, I was only here for the baby powder," Sasuke replied and together they made their way to the registers, queueing behind an elderly couple.
The elderly woman turned her head, some white curls escaping from her bun and her eyes crinkled when she smiled. "Aw, look at that, darling. They remind me of when we were young."
The elderly man glanced up to see what his wife was talking about and chuckled when he caught sight of the two young men behind them. "Except you were never a blonde."
"Oh, hush, you." She swatted his arm softly and then winked at Naruto, who stared back at her like a deer caught in headlights. "Very nice catch, honey. Don't let him wander around other Omega, you hear? Nowadays it's so difficult to find a handsome, strong Alpha." She sighed and clucked her tongue. "Good that you got your hands on this one. I'm sure your children will be beautiful!"
"What? No, wait, you got it all wrong!" Naruto protested, waving his hands in panic. Heat was practically blasting off his face and it wouldn't surprise him if he was as red as a tomato now.
God, how embarrassing! He hadn't even realised how it would look like to other people, him being accompanied by an Alpha. Of course they would assume they were a couple!
Her face cleared up as if she was hit by some kind of understanding and she patted Naruto's arm soothingly. "Oh, I understand. Still in that phase of getting to know each other, huh? Well, take it from this old woman: this man is definitely a keeper. You two make such a good couple!"
"Hana, I just paid, so we can go home," her husband reminded her and after offering a last wink to a quite horrified Naruto, she turned around again and hobbled next to her husband out of the cashier's lane.
The silent chuckle next to him made him scowl at the dark haired man, whose amusement only visibly grew at seeing his pouting face.
"That was not funny," Naruto whined, placing his groceries on the belt with a huff.
"Hey now, you heard the old lady: I'm quite the catch, so you need to hold on to me."
Naruto didn't even need to turn around to see the smirk on Sasuke's face – it was clearly audible in his voice.
"Oh, shut up, jerk," Naruto huffed and refused to look at the man, even when he felt the amused eyes locked onto him.
Thankfully Sasuke remained silent for the rest of the transaction and after the man had paid for his own single bottle of baby powder, they walked towards the exit.
"Oh fuck," Naruto groaned dismayed when they stepped outside and were immediately greeted by a curtain of rain falling down from the dark grey sky. Of course it had to bloody rain! And not even some drizzle, no, it had to be a freaking storm!
The flash of lightning followed by the loud clap of thunder made him jump in fright.
"Where's your car?" Sasuke asked; his own eyes narrowed at the rain hitting the pavement violently.
Naruto grimaced, shivering when the ice cold wind caressed his face. "Still at home. I walked here, because the weather wasn't that bad when I left home."
Obviously he should never trust the weather forecast. Bloody idiots hadn't known what they said when they claimed it would just be windy.
A tug at his sleeve made him look up in surprise.
"Come on; I'll give you a lift. No use trying to walk through this storm or even wait here until it passes." Sasuke shrugged, throwing a wary look at the dark sky. His face lightened up and he smiled at Naruto, who blinked at the unexpected change in mood. "If you want, I can take you to Deidara. You can meet the little brat then."
Blue eyes flickered towards his watch and he bit his lower lip thoughtfully. He still had around three hours at least before Gaara came home.
"If you don't mind," Naruto grinned and then burrowed himself deeper into his jacket to protect himself from the icy wind.
"Wait here for a minute. I'll bring my car around," Sasuke told him and then sprinted into the curtain of rain to his car, leaving a bemused Naruto behind.

Seven minutes later, the bags containing Naruto's groceries had been put into the trunk and both men were warming themselves up in the car, which turned out to be the latest model of BMW. Evidently, being a doctor earned him a nice amount of money.
When Sasuke halted in front of a red light, he glanced at Naruto, who was busy warming his hands by holding them in front of the car heater that blasted hot air at them.
"What does your partner do?"
Sasuke's question made Naruto look up in surprise and he blinked. "What? Oh, eh, he took over the law firm business of his father and he and his siblings take on cases like divorce and fraud," he replied, lowering his hands when he started to regain feeling in them. Sasuke's scent was rather oppressive in the car – nearly as bad as when Naruto had first entered his practice – but the air of the heater made certain that Naruto wasn't too affected by the smell.
"So he's pretty busy then, huh?" Sasuke asked lightly and started the car again when the light turned green.
"Most of the time, yeah," Naruto said with a grimace. He didn't like it when Gaara worked long hours, but it was something he had grown used to over the years. "He tries to be home at a reasonable hour, but sometimes he doesn't always succeed in that." He shrugged. "I'm used to it."
Sasuke made a non-committal sound and turned left, following a small stream of cars. The rain was still beating down on the roof, adding an odd soothing background noise.
"Why did you decide to become a doctor?" the blond asked curiously after a short bout of silence. Fugaku – the father of Sasuke and Itachi – was a businessman, a leader of a large cooperation and Itachi was the CEO of his company. It would have made sense if Sasuke had gotten a position in the company as well, as it was a family business.
Sasuke drummed his fingers against the steering wheel. "When I was fifteen, I got to know Konan through Itachi who knew her husband as one of the partners in my father's company. One day my brother had dropped me off at her apartment, because he and Nagato needed to convince a prospective client to sign a contract. Anyway, she was nearing her due date around that time and she went into labour not long after my brother and Nagato had left." He paused to curse at an idiot who had cut them off abruptly and then continued with a slight bite in his voice, "I stayed with her while Nagato was on his way and I got to witness the absolute incompetence of her so called doctor. That idiot nearly caused her and her baby to die, because he seemed to be under the impression that Omega weren't in need of care during childbirth."
Naruto stilled; there were still people out there who thought that Omega were worth less than Beta or Alpha, simply because of their 'weaker' constitution. That had been one of the reasons why he hadn't liked being born as an Omega: he wasn't a weakling and he despised everyone who thought he was worth less, simply because he hadn't been born as a Beta or an Alpha.
"After witnessing that, I decided that Omega deserved better care than that of discriminating doctors and I chose to study medicine specializing in pregnancy and childbirth of Omega," Sasuke concluded his story grimly.
"What happened to that doctor?" Naruto asked softly. He froze when he saw the nasty smirk on Sasuke's face.
"Let's just say that he didn't need to worry about coming into contact with Omega ever again," the older man hummed; his eyes glinting devilish.
Naruto shivered and decided that he didn't want to hear more.

"Look at how cute he is," Naruto cooed at the fair-haired baby resting in his daddy's arms while he was waiting for his bottle of milk to warm up.
"Uchiha are not cute," Itachi muttered, shaking his head while he accepted the baby powder Sasuke pushed into his hand.
Deidara beamed, completely ignoring his husband's comment. "He is, isn't he? I can't get over how adorable he is! Just like Akihito."
"Dad, I'm not adorable," Akihito whined. His protest was ruined by the adorable pout adorning his face.
Naruto chuckled and ruffled through his hair. "Of course not, Akihito-kun, you're very manly," he reassured the young boy, who looked at him as if he was trying to figure out whether he had been complimented or insulted.
"I was already wondering when you would show up," Deidara smiled when the young blond sat down next to him on the couch.
"I would have visited sooner, but I had to mark the projects of my students," Naruto grumbled. "That's the downside of teaching."
"Did you follow Sasuke with your car or …"
"He drove with me in my car," Sasuke answered, sinking down next to Naruto. "Smart guy here didn't drive to the supermarket."
"The weather didn't look that bad when I left!" Naruto insisted, pursing his lips. The warmth of Sasuke's thigh seemed to seep straight through their trousers, causing the Omega to be hyper aware of his presence next to him.
Naruto caught the queer look being exchanged between Itachi and Deidara and he furrowed his eyebrows, wondering what on earth had brought that look on.
"Where is Gaara-jisan?" Akihito asked curiously; his eyes were trained on the plate with chocolate biscuits, waiting for the right moment to grab one.
"Ah, he's meeting with an important client now, but he's going to visit you next weekend," Naruto assured his godson.
For some reason Akihito adored Gaara, trailing after him every time he visited. The blond thought it was cute and did nothing to deter the young boy even when Gaara threw him exasperated looks. Despite the exasperation, Naruto knew that Gaara liked the young boy. If he didn't he wouldn't allow the small Uchiha to follow him like a duckling.
A faint 'beep' sound alerted them all to the fact that the microwave had finished warming up the bottle of milk and Itachi left the room to retrieve it while Deidara adjusted his new born son so he could tie a pale green bib around his neck.
When the dark haired man handed over the warm bottle after having tested out the temperature on his hand, Deidara surprised Naruto by holding the bottle up in front of him.
"Do you want to feed him?" Deidara suggested with a grin.
"Are you sure?" Naruto asked surprised. Sure, when Akihito was still a baby, he had fed him milk occasionally, but that hadn't happened until Akihito was around three months old.
"Of course!" Deidara chirped and without giving Naruto the chance to refuse, he carefully placed Shion in Naruto's arms, helping him adjust his head. "Can't have your feeding a baby skills becoming rusty you know." He winked.
Naruto rolled his eyes good-naturedly, but accepted the warm bottle, pressing it softly against the small, pouty lips until Shion opened his mouth hungrily and started sucking greedily.
While Shion drank rather noisily from his milk, Naruto took the time to properly study him. His chubby cheeks had a healthy rose flush to them and his half lidded eyes concealed the dark eyes which every Uchiha seemed to possess. His blond tuft of hair – a slightly darker blond than his father had – provided a sharp contrast with his dark eyes.
He was quite cute; Naruto hadn't expected anything else with the genes of his parents.
He nearly jumped in fright when warm breath caressed his neck and the curious scent that clung to Sasuke grew stronger when the man bent towards him. Naruto glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and swallowed when he saw the peculiar look of something that resembled speculation crossing over Sasuke's face.
Dark eyes with a red hue to them slipped from Naruto's face towards little Shion and Sasuke snorted.
"Looks like he has your appetite, Deidara," he smirked, tapping softly on the bottle, which was now more empty than full.
Deidara huffed and threw his brother-in-law a scowl. "He just has a healthy appetite," he sniffed and he caressed the baby's head carefully as to not disturb his drinking. A mischievous grin unfurled on his face, causing Naruto to grow wary. That particular grin never meant a good thing. "You have to admit, though, that if you don't know who his parents are, Shion could easily be mistaken for your kid together with Naruto."
Some odd reason caused Naruto's cheeks to fill with a blazing heat and he looked away from the gleeful smile of his friend, doing his best to ignore the possible implications that Deidara's comment carried.
He was grateful for once that Gaara hadn't been able to accompany him; he didn't even dare to envision how his mate would have reacted towards the mention of Naruto being with someone else.
"Oh please, we all know that a baby of us two would be more gorgeous than yours," Sasuke retorted airily and his arm slipped around Naruto's shoulders, his hand resting casually on Naruto's arm.
The blond froze and didn't dare to move. Sasuke's arm felt quite warm against him and he caught himself inhaling his alluring scent. Feeling quite mortified, he focused on the warm weight in his arms, tipping the bottle a bit so that the rest of the milk would slide down.
Fuck, he had no idea what was going on with him, but he did know that Sasuke had to remove his arm now before Naruto lost his mind entirely.
"That beauty would most likely be cancelled out by Naruto-kun's clumsiness," Itachi smirked.
"Oh shut up," Naruto retorted, scowling at him. He would have liked to tell Itachi what exactly he thought of him, but he reminded himself that there were children present and Deidara would not be happy at all if Akihito broadened his vocabulary in that kind of way.
He leant forwards to put the empty bottle on the table and smiled gratefully at Deidara who placed a towel on his shoulder – forcing Sasuke to remove his arm – so that Shion could spit without ruining Naruto's sweater.
"Good boy," Naruto murmured when Shion burped softly, soaking the towel slightly.
"When are you and Gaara-jisan going to have a baby, Naruto-niisan?" Akihito asked out of the blue.
Naruto, who had been handing over Shion back to Deidara, froze and he felt Deidara's apologetic eyes on him. He shook his head and once he was certain that his smile didn't look like a grimace of pain – which took more effort than he would have liked to admit – he turned towards Akihito, who looked at him curiously.
"Ah well, maybe soon. Something like that takes time," he chuckled and he prayed it didn't sound as weak as he thought it did.
He was aware of Sasuke's gaze on him, but he refused to acknowledge it. He wasn't in the mood to see a look of pity or apologetic eyes.
Before Akihito could ask more, Naruto's cell phone sounded loudly from his pocket and after giving the other men an apologetic smile, he stood up and walked to the hallway so that he wouldn't disturb the others with his conversation.
"Yes?" he asked, rubbing his hand over his eyes and he leant against the wall. Akihito's question had brought him off balance more than he liked to admit.
A short pause. "Are you all right?" Gaara asked concerned and there was the faint sound of a briefcase clicking shut.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm all right. Don't worry," Naruto replied, shaking his head lightly. "Why are you calling?"
"The meeting was wrapped up sooner than I thought, so I'm coming home now," the red haired man informed him and the blond heard him murmur a 'good afternoon' to someone.
"Wait, seriously? That's great!" Naruto grinned. It had been a while since Gaara came home this early and he felt excitement brewing in his stomach.
"Yes, so I thought we could eat early and have some dessert. Or," Naruto could practically hear him smirking, "we could also have dessert first. Your choice."
Naruto licked his lips, longing flashing up inside of him. "You know I never say no to dessert," he murmured, lowering his voice automatically.
"Good thing I like to indulge you so much," Gaara murmured; his voice smooth as silk making a shiver run across Naruto's spine. "Why don't you get ready for dessert then?"
"Ah, I'm not at home now," Naruto said and smacked his forehead. Fuck, for a moment he had forgotten that he hadn't taken his car. "I'm at Deidara's; can you come pick me up? My car is still at our place."
"Who brought you there then?" Gaara sounded a tad suspicious.
"Sasuke-san brought me," Naruto informed him, hoping that Gaara wouldn't enter one of his infamous jealous sprees. "I helped him find something for Deidara in the supermarket and he offered to take me to Deidara's house."
"Hm, wait there. I'll come pick you up."
"Okay."
Naruto breathed out slowly and lowered his phone. Well, at least Gaara hadn't become angry; that was a good sign.
"You need to go home?"
"Shit! You scared me!" Naruto exclaimed and spun around to face Sasuke who studied him from his place in the doorway. "Yeah, Gaara's meeting ended sooner than he expected, so he's coming home. He'll pick me up here."
"Ah, so I'll finally be able to see your elusive partner," Sasuke murmured and his lips twitched faintly. His eyes flashed with an eerie red shine.
Naruto told himself that he had only imagined the red shine; it must be a trick of the lights.
But when he made his way back into the living room, he was aware of dark eyes lingering on his back and he had to supress a shiver.
Whether that shiver was of fear or something else …

AN2: Can this be considered a cliffhanger? I don't think so, but eh ...
Next chapter will contain certain revelations *smirks* Please let me know what you thought of this chapter! If you notice any mistakes, please point them out to me so that I can fix them!
See you all in two weeks!
Cuddles
Melissa
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