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Piece by Piece, Back Together	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 8229 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Author's note: What's this? An early update? :O This may or may not be a good thing LMAO Be wary when I update on time … For bad things may or may not be happening in the chapter ...
Warnings: angst; character death; mature content
I hope you'll like it!
20 Adjusting Part 4
He couldn't remember much of what happened after the call ended. He thought that Sasuke had taken over the phone at some point, because next thing he knew, he looked up and found himself in the car, Itachi strapped into his seat behind him, and Sasuke practically flooring it as he drove them to the hospital.
The hospital where his dad had been admitted just over an hour ago. Where he was now fighting for his life after having got shot.
A lump blocked his throat and his eyes stung fiercely, but remained dry and he stared unseeingly outside. It was the middle of the night, pitch black; the darkness only broken up by the lights of the cars on the road and the streetlamps lined up on each side of them, casting pools of light orange on the asphalt.
There weren't many cars on the road and the silence blanketing the world felt alien. It started raining softly and it was that sound, the steady plick, plick, plick on the roof of the car that finally made him stir.
"My dad's in the hospital," he rasped. His voice felt scratchy, as if he'd been screaming for hours. Which was ridiculous, because he hadn't screamed at all.
"I know," Sasuke murmured; his gaze fixated on the lane in front of them. "We're going to him and your mum now."
"I can't – what if he … He got shot," Naruto uttered faintly. He was starting to feel light-headed and just felt weird in general. Like he was both too heavy and too light at the same time. Like he could drift away any moment now, while he was too heavy to even move an inch.
Dad was shot.
What if he … What if he didn't … He shied away from the thought; his chest hurting.
"I'm here," Sasuke said and there was a warm hand settling over his own, squeezing his hand softly.
Naruto clung to the hand the whole drive there, letting it anchor him. It was the only thing that still made sense in the nightmare he was currently experiencing.
Except – it wasn't a nightmare. You could wake up from a nightmare and relax.
You couldn't wake up from real life.
"Naruto." Mum embraced him tightly as soon as he set foot on the third floor.
He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her desperately back; her flaming red hair brushing against his face when he buried his face in her neck. All of a sudden he wasn't nearly twenty-one years old anymore, but a seven year old kid who'd just been told that his dad had been in a fight and had been hurt badly enough to need the hospital. He'd been stabbed in his side, but fortunately the wound hadn't been as severe as they had thought and he'd been able to return home that very same day.
But Naruto could still remember the paralysing fear that had taken hold of him when he'd been told his dad had got hurt and he'd spent the entire time until they'd been allowed to see dad curled up in his mum's lap.
This was the same as back then, only worse.
Because dad had been shot and not stabbed and they'd been operating on him for an hour already. Because mum was close to breaking down in his arms, a state he'd never seen her in before, not even when dad had been stabbed, and that meant that things were bad. Very bad.
"Have you – did the surgeon come out yet?" he asked, pulling back slightly; feeling a tremor going through mum's body.
She suddenly felt tiny and frail against him; like if he touched her in the wrong way, she'd shatter apart and disappear.
"No, they – they haven't told me anything yet," she replied, voice trembling, and she hastily wiped over her eyes.
She was still dressed in her police uniform, which meant that she had been assigned the night shift. Had dad been put on the same shift?
She looked over his shoulder and offered a shaky smile to Sasuke, who'd been standing quietly behind them with a sleeping Itachi in his arms. "I'm sorry, Sasuke-kun. I'm usually a lot more put together than this."
"Don't worry about it," he murmured; his dark eyes unreadable. "You've got other things on your mind; nobody will think less of you."
She blinked and nodded, drying her eyes with a handkerchief. "Come on; no sense in keeping standing here in the middle of the hallway." She led them deeper into the corridor, where some blue, plastic chairs had been placed against the wall.
"Wh-what happened?" Naruto finally dared to ask once they'd all sat down. Mum was on his left while Sasuke was on his right. Itachi was sleeping in his grandmother's arms, blissfully unaware of what was happening right now.
Naruto wished he could be as oblivious as his son.
Mum pursed her lips together before releasing her breath slowly. "Minato wasn't even supposed to be there. I'd been put on the nightshift, but he'd been given the night off, because he'd been pulling several nightshifts these past two weeks."
She took Itachi's hand between her fingers and softly rubbed her thumb over the back of his little fist. Itachi wrinkled his nose slightly, but remained asleep, cradled in the nook of her elbow. "As it turned out, I wasn't supposed to be scheduled for this shift either, but there had been a mix-up somewhere."
A nurse hurried past them with a clipboard in her hand.
"So one of our colleagues was called to replace me and I texted your dad that I would be home sooner. He offered to come pick me up, because I'd left the car at home." She took a shuddering breath. "Minato arrived and right when I was making my way down the steps of the precinct, some men who'd been causing trouble before appeared in front of the building. They started making a ruckus, started shouting and right when I was radioing for back-up, one of them pointed a gun at me."
Naruto could only stare in horror at her.
"And the next thing I knew, Minato was suddenly in front of me, that guy fired his gun and – and he hit Minato. He – he shot Minato." She started crying silently; the tears slowly dripping down her cheeks.
"An ambulance was called, they loaded Minato inside and the only thing they could tell me is that they were going to do their best, but that he's very critical." She laughed bitterly. "And we both know what that particular doctor talk usually means."
He didn't want to know. Couldn't even contemplate it. "What – happened with that guy? The one who sh- sho- " His lips grew numb, refusing to work anymore and Sasuke grasped his hand tightly.
When mum looked up, the look in her eyes was hard and fierce in spite of her tear streaked face. "I shot that son of a bitch. But not to disable him," she said coldly.
A shiver ran down his spine. "You did the right thing." He didn't care if other people would think she'd gone too far. His dad had been shot for no reason whatsoever – people who didn't agree with her actions could get fucked.
"Did I, though?" she asked hollowly and looked down at Itachi. "If I'd been quicker to get into the car, Minato wouldn't have got hurt. If I had called for back-up faster, Minato wouldn't have needed to get involved. If I had just been faster, he – he - "
"It's not your fault, mum," he said firmly, even when tears began stinging the back of his eyes. "None of what happened was your fault."
"Maybe," she said quietly. "All I know is that Minato's the one in the operating room now when he should never have been there to begin with."
He didn't know what to say to that, so he just stayed quiet and gripped her hand.
He drifted somewhere between sleep and consciousness; the late hour of the night and the abrupt awakening catching up to him slowly. He was resting with his head on Sasuke's shoulder; his hand clasped between the Alpha's. Mum was wandering back and forth with Itachi in her arms. The little boy was murmuring; he remained rather quiet as if he could feel something was amiss.
Naruto eventually lost the battle to keep his eyes at least half open and let them fall shut, drifting in a haze.
"I'm glad you're here, Sasuke-kun," Mum murmured, coming to a halt somewhere near them.
"Of course I'm here," Sasuke said quietly. "Where else would I be?"
"I wouldn't have blamed you if you'd rather not be here now. I'm sure Naruto wouldn't either, given what happened to you."
"What happened to me has nothing to do with me being here for him. He's my mate and he needs me; I'm not going to leave him," he said and he started caressing the back of Naruto's hand. "I appreciate your concern, Kushina, but it's unnecessary. My family was dead long before they could get any help; I never had to sit through all this waiting like Naruto has to now."
She uttered a soft noise as if to disagree, but said, "I'm still glad you're here. I'm glad Naruto has someone like you as his mate."
He shifted almost minuscule. "I'd say it's more the other way around: I'm grateful to have Naruto in my life."
She started walking again; her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. The steady rhythm brought Naruto closer to sleep, even if he wanted to remain awake enough to hear the rest of the conversation.
"I never told anyone this, but I've been worrying about Naruto for years," Mum started suddenly. "I'd lay awake at night and wonder what would happen to him if something happened to us both. I'm sure every parent worries about that, that you and Naruto worry the same about Itachi, but our job brings an extra level of danger."
Her breath caught for a moment and she was silent. When she spoke next, her voice was thick. "I'll never stop worrying about him, no matter how old he is, but I know he's safe with you. I know that if something happens to us that you'll take care of him."
"Of course I will," Sasuke immediately replied. "But you don't give him enough credit. He's stronger than you think."
She let out a breathy laugh, but whatever she said next was lost when sleep claimed Naruto completely.
Someone shook his shoulder insistently and he woke up with a groan. Still foggy with sleep, he opened his eyes and blinked. The sight of a doctor, a greying man with baby blue eyes, waiting a few feet away sent a shock through him, instantly chasing away the last remnants of sleep and he shot up.
"Do you have news about my dad?" he asked, heart thundering in his chest, as he stumbled upright.
Sasuke followed swiftly, standing closely next to him, while mum hovered on his other side with Itachi asleep against her shoulder. She looked as white as a sheet, her eyes bloodshot, and he grasped her free hand tightly.
The doctor's face looked withdrawn with fatigue and tension and he took a deep breath. "We just finished the operation on Namikaze-san. It was a complicated one and he fought with everything he had, but – I'm sorry. We did everything we could, but he didn't make it."
It was like he was dunked underneath water; all the sounds abruptly becoming muted. He stared at the doctor, saw his lips move as he explained what exactly had gone wrong, but he couldn't hear him.
His dad was gone.
The words bounced back and forth in his head; disbelief and grief and anger battling each other all at once as he tried to wrap his head around what he'd just been told.
This couldn't be true, right? There was no way his dad had died! That just couldn't be true!
Dad had always been strong and he had survived being stabbed – there way no way some arsehole shooting him had been the end of him. That just couldn't have happened.
Any second now he would wake up, he was sure, because this could be nothing but a horrible nightmare; an awful nightmare that he'd really like to wake up from, any second now, please, please …
"Naruto, I'm sorry," Sasuke whispered; his dark eyes bright with unshed tears and Naruto stared at him, looked at the doctor who wore a sympathetic face and then looked at mum, who stood there in shock, clutching Itachi against her as if he was her only lifeline left.
"Da-dad's dead?" Naruto brought out in disbelief. "That – that can't be true, right? You're joking or mistaken or - "
"I'm sorry, Uzumaki-san, but unfortunately your father passed away." The man bowed.
"N-no, you're lying. You have to be lying!" Naruto said desperately, stumbling backwards. That had to be it, the doctor had to be lying, because there was no way, no way –
Strong arms wrapped tightly around him and pressed him against a taut body. "I'm here, I got you, I got you," Sasuke whispered in his ear; his own voice strangled.
Naruto froze in his embrace, the urge to pull away and escape growing, but Sasuke kept whispering in his ear, kept telling him he was sorry, that he had him, you've got me, I promise, I'm not leaving you, I'm here, his hand rubbing over his back and he broke.
There, right in the middle of the hospital hallway, he screamed.
Dad was gone.
He jerked awake and almost crashed onto the floor; his heart beating like mad in his chest. He caught himself just in time and swallowed, a shiver going through him even though he wasn't cold.
"Naruto?"
Sasuke's concerned tone had him twisting around in the chair and – chair? What was he doing in a chair? Where was he? Frantically he looked around and stilled when he recognised the boring beige walls and eggshell coloured floor.
He was still at the hospital. Where dad had …
"Are you crying?" Sasuke asked alarmed and reached out to brush his tears away.
Naruto stared at him, watching concern growing on the Alpha's face before he glanced away and spotted mum leaning against the wall, soothing Itachi back to sleep.
"Mum? Dad – he - "
He shut up when a door ten feet further opened and a man in bloodied scrubs stepped out. He could only stare as the man approached them with a grave face. Why was he approaching them? They'd already been told the devastating news, there was no reason for yet another doctor –
"Uzumaki-san?" The doctor looked a bit uncertainly as his gaze switched between the two Uzumaki and the black haired Alpha.
"Yes?" Mum's lower lip trembled, but the step she took forwards was steady and her eyes clear and bright despite the late hour.
How late was it even?
"We've just finished the surgery on your husband," the man started and Naruto flinched, his eyes widening.
What the hell was going on? Hadn't they had already this conversation before?
"There were some complications, but the operation ended well and he should do a completely recovery," the doctor smiled. "We're going to bring him to another room now and keep him under observation, but he's stable for now."
"Wait, he's not – he's not dead?" Naruto murmured dazed and shook his head, rubbing his forehead. But he'd been so sure that the doctor earlier had come to tell them dad had died! "But didn't a doctor earlier come by to tell us dad had died?"
"Nobody came. We've been waiting here all this time," Sasuke said and furrowed his eyebrows. "You were asleep for a while; did you have a nightmare?"
"This is real, right? Dad's really not dead?" he questioned instead, his heart beating faster; hope unfurling slowly.
"Minato survived!" Mum laughed through her tears and after handing Itachi to Sasuke, she hugged Naruto tightly. "He's still alive, sweetheart! He pulled through!"
Naruto pinched his arm just to be certain, and yeah, that fucking hurt, so that meant … That meant …
He hugged her back and buried his face in her hair; her embrace the only thing still keeping him upright instead of collapsing on the ground in sheer relief.
Dad wasn't dead.
Dad had pulled through. His dad was going to wake up soon and get better and everything was going to be all right again.
Everything was going to be all right.
"That dream felt so real," Naruto said quietly; staring unseeingly in the darkness of his old bedroom.
Dad had been too heavily sedated to wake up on his own, but the doctor had allowed them a quick visit anyway, so they could see with their own eyes that he had survived the shooting. The first few days were still going to be touch and go, because of how close the bullet had hit a vital point, but the doctors were hopeful that dad was going to pull through this without any lingering issues. He was stable now and that was all that mattered for now.
Dawn had been approaching by the time they all piled into Sasuke's car and drove to his parents' home. There was no way Naruto was going to leave town before having talked with his dad and thankfully Sasuke had agreed with him. They would e-mail their professors in a few hours, but now they would try to catch some sleep.
Sasuke shifted behind him; his fingers idly tracing spirals around Naruto's bellybutton underneath his shirt. "Do you want to talk about it?"
The blond took a deep breath, recalling the utter terror he had experienced in that brief moment of time he'd been asleep. It hadn't felt like a dream. It had felt way too real and on their way home, he'd pinched himself several more times, asking again and again whether dad was going to be okay.
After the rollercoaster that had been this short night, the realisation that his dad was going to be okay was so surreal. He was almost afraid to believe it.
"Just that – a doctor came up to us, told us that dad had died, that they couldn't do anything for him anymore." He swallowed and Sasuke tightened his grip around him. "It just felt so damn real, you know? None of my dreams have ever been like that before and I still don't dare to believe that he's really going to be okay. Because what if he isn't? What if this is just a dream again and I'm going to wake up soon in the hospital and the doctor's going to tell us he didn't make it?"
"It's not a dream," Sasuke whispered, nosing behind his ear. "You're awake, your dad made it and is going to be fine, I promise. Have I ever lied to you?"
"No, you haven't," Naruto murmured, closing his eyes.
"Your dad is going to be okay. He's strong and stubborn; I bet he's going to wake up in a few hours already," Sasuke said confidently. "Your family never seems capable of resting when you should."
A reluctant smile tugged at Naruto's lips as he recalled Sasuke's pure exasperation the one time he'd fallen seriously ill and had refused to rest at first. The dark haired man had threatened to tie him to the bed and throw out his ramen stash if he didn't get back into the bed and rest that very instant.
Needless to say, that particular threat – mainly the part about the ramen – had been convincing enough for him to get some rest.
His smile disappeared then and he turned around in the Alpha's embrace. "Are you doing okay?" he asked and gnawed on his lower lip. With everything that had happened tonight, he hadn't stopped to think what being at the hospital with him would do to Sasuke after having lost his own family. It made guilt rise up that he hadn't thought of this earlier.
"I'm not the one whose dad's in the hospital," Sasuke murmured; his hand warm on Naruto's side.
"No, but maybe being there wasn't a - "
"There's nowhere else I would want to be than with you, especially tonight," Sasuke interrupted him and his fingers tightened briefly around Naruto. "I know you're worried, but don't be. I never even got the chance to worry and panic about my parents in a hospital because they were already gone by the time the police arrived. Being at the hospital tonight didn't bother me, except for the fact that I wished you hadn't been put through all that worry."
"If you're sure …"
"I'm sure. I'm fine, I promise," Sasuke said and he did sound unbothered. "Let's get some sleep before Itachi wakes up, all right? Later today we can go visit your dad."
"Okay." Sleep sounded pretty good now, actually. Even with the bit of shut eye he'd got at the hospital – although, given the nightmare he'd had, he wished he'd remained awake the whole time – his eyes felt heavy and gritty and the temptation to close them and let sleep lure him away was getting too hard to ignore.
They shared a soft kiss and fell asleep with their arms wrapped around each other and their legs tangled together.
What Sasuke had predicted, turned out to be true: when they returned to the hospital a couple of hours later, Itachi wide awake and looking around in the hospital with big eyes, dad was already wake up and even sitting up right in his bed. He looked as white as a sheet and honestly quite shit, but he still smiled brightly at them when they entered his room.
"Don't ever scare me like that again!" Mum scolded him first, looking ready to slap him before remembering that he was still recovering, and instead she kissed him fiercely; her hand seeking out his immediately.
Dad smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean. I reacted instinctively."
"Then your instincts need some tuning!" she shot back, but her eyes were soft and she caressed his hand lovingly.
It almost made Naruto feel embarrassed to watch such an intimate display, even if it was between his own parents.
"Like you wouldn't have done the same," he said and frowned for a moment before his eyes drifted over to Naruto and Sasuke, who were still lingering near the door. "Hey guys, sorry you had to come all the way here for this. I hope I didn't mess up your study schedule too much."
Naruto rolled his eyes and marched over to the older blond. "Dad, don't be stupid. You were shot, of course we were coming here as soon as possible! How are you feeling?" He adjusted Itachi in his arms when the boy reached out with one hand to his grandpa, babbling softly.
"Like I've been to hell and back," Dad answered truthfully and grimaced. "I can't recommend being shot, because it's definitely not a fun experience."
"And here I was thinking of trying it out," Naruto couldn't help but retort sarcastically and pursed his lips when Sasuke squeezed his shoulder.
"Did the doctors say how long you're supposed to stay here?" Sasuke inquired. He sat down in the one remaining chair left and pulled Naruto on his lap.
"At least a week," Dad sighed and pulled a face. "Longer if there are any complications, though I hope to god there won't be. I'm already bored out of my mind here and I've only been awake for three hours."
Naruto thought he heard Sasuke mutter something along the lines of "Definitely in the family" and elbowed him in the stomach as revenge.
"Has anyone from the precinct been here yet?" Mum asked. She was holding on to his hand with both her hands now as if she didn't dare to let go of him just yet.
"Our boss," he replied and sighed. "Said one of our colleagues would come later this afternoon to take my statement. Have they talked to you yet?"
"No, they left as soon as Naruto and Sasuke-kun arrived. Although I guess they'll show up soon to talk to me, given what I did," she added darkly.
He frowned, gazing at her concerned. "What did you do? I thought I heard other gun shots, but …"
"I shot at the bastard who hit you," she stated frankly. "He doesn't have the same luck you did, though."
"Ah." He blinked, seemed to think about it and then shrugged. "We'll deal with whatever the fall-out of this will be."
"If you need legal assistance, Kakashi will be happy to help you," Sasuke said casually. "He knows some good lawyers."
"Do I even want to know how he knows them?" Naruto frowned, turning Itachi around in his lap, so that the little boy faced his grandparents. That seemed to be what he wanted, because he giggled and smacked Naruto's hands.
"Best not to ask," Sasuke advised him and yeah, some things were probably best left unknown.
"Thanks for the offer; we'll keep it in mind," Dad smiled and then patted the bed. "Now come on, let me take a good look at my grandson! God, he's grown so much already!"
They stayed for a couple of days longer, so that Naruto could be assured that his dad would make a full recovery. He would still need to remain at the hospital until the end of the week, but his recovery was going smoother than expected, which was something Naruto could only cheer about. The quicker dad was back on his feet, the better.
He was sure mum agreed with that thought too, because the sooner dad was home, the sooner she'd allow herself to get some decent rest. When she wasn't dealing with all kinds of things related to the shooting incident, she was at the hospital with dad, staying there for as long as the nurses allowed her to be. Sympathetic though they were, even they kicked her out eventually every evening.
The last day before they returned to their apartment, he and Sasuke had their fitting at the dress shop, figuring they might as well get it done now when they were in town. Mum had pulled herself away from dad's hospital bed to accompany them and make sure that they stayed in separate sections of the shop, because "Sasuke-kun can't see your suit yet before the wedding!"
Naruto thought that was bullshit, considering they both would be wearing suits and it wasn't like Sasuke didn't know how he looked like anyway, so he couldn't be scared off by the sight of his face on their wedding day. Instead of protesting the silly rule, he acquiesced to it, deciding the silliness of the whole situation was worth seeing his mum so animated again after several days of her resembling a zombie. After all the worrying she was doing about his dad and the stress at work of having to talk to several people about the shooting time and time again, she deserved to have a carefree afternoon of watching her son trying on different suits for his upcoming wedding.
Itachi himself didn't escape the suit mania either and mum was still debating whether to dress him in a little suit of his own or something else entirely by the time they finally left the shop. When she departed for her work half an hour later, she was definitely in higher spirits.
That sight made all the uncomfortable prodding he'd had to endure in the shop more than worth it.
They left on Tuesday evening with the promise to come back during the weekend, so they could both celebrate his birthday and dad's return from the hospital.
"Mum said it looks like they're going to rule it a justifiable shooting and leave it at that," Naruto said, turning his head to check on Itachi in the backseat. He was sleeping peacefully, dressed comfortably in a jacket and a woollen hat covering his head. "It's still too soon to be completely sure, but they have several witnesses stating mum reacted out of self-defence, so there isn't much they can do."
"I'm glad to hear that. The last thing they need after all this is stress about a possible charge," Sasuke said, turning right once the light blinked green.
Naruto hummed in agreement and turned to face the front again. "I'm just going to be clear about it: don't ever do what my dad did for my mum. I'm not sure whether I could handle all that waiting as well as she could if you're the one on an operating table."
He didn't look at Sasuke when he said that and just stared out of the window. Seeing dad lying so helplessly in a hospital bed had hit home harder than he liked to admit. It had made him wonder how he would react if Sasuke had jumped in front of him to catch a bullet and the thing was – Sasuke would do it.
No if's or but's about it – he knew with absolute certainty that if they were ever in a horrible situation like that, Sasuke would not hesitate to jump in front of him and catch the bullet instead. That was just how he was. Protective to a fault.
Naruto wouldn't be able to deal with that. Mum had already been teetering on the edge of losing it during the first night, but she had still kept it remarkably well together – he didn't think he would be the same if he was forced to wait for news about Sasuke.
That was why he needed to say what he just had: he couldn't bear the thought of losing Sasuke. He'd lose his mind for sure. He didn't care if other people would think it was the ultimate sign of love, sacrificing yourself for your mate – what good was that when you lost the love of your life in the process? There was nothing romantic about your mate sacrificing himself for you; it only led to grief and heartbreak.
Sasuke grabbed his hand and lifted it to his lips for a kiss. "You're stronger than you think," he offered.
It didn't escape Naruto's notice that that wasn't a promise not to do the same thing his dad had done. He chose not to say anything and instead twisted his hand around to tangle their fingers together, resting them on his thigh; at least until Sasuke needed both hands to steer the car.
He would never get a promise like that from Sasuke, he knew. That would go against everything that made up him.
All he could do was hope they would never be in a terrible situation like that to begin with.
When his heat hit a little while later, they took up Deidara on his offer and dropped Itachi off at his place. Naruto had already given all the instructions he thought Deidara would need the day before, knowing that his heat would mess with his mind and perhaps make him forget some crucial instructions.
As soon as they were sure Itachi was in safe hands, they sped back to their apartment and barricaded themselves in it. Sasuke barely had time to lock the door before Naruto jumped him and they ended up fucking against the wall there for the first time, both too impatient and too eager to search out the bedroom or even the couch.
When the need struck, it struck – that was all Naruto could say about it.
"I've got something for you," Sasuke mumbled a little while later.
They'd managed to pull themselves away from the corridor earlier on and had stumbled into the bedroom, taking advantage of the short reprieve to stock up on some water bottles and snacks in the room. Given how needy Naruto was feeling, he doubted they'd leave the bed any time soon – at least not if he had any say about it and luckily for him he had a mate who was very willing to do whatever he wanted.
Man, he seriously had lucked out with having this Alpha as his mate.
"Oh yeah? What?" Naruto asked curiously and sat up, his breath hitching when that made him settle himself more firmly on Sasuke's cock. His own twitched and he bit down on his lip, barely restraining himself from rocking back and forth. Another heat wave would soon sweep over him, he knew, recognising the tell-tale signs after so many years, but for now his curiosity was just a tad bigger, allowing him to keep a clear head for now at least.
Sasuke's eyes darkened when the Omega's muscles unintentionally squeezed around his prick, but he shook his head as if to throw off a daze and twisted around to open the drawer of the nightstand on his side.
"Here," he said and held up some kind of necklace.
Curiosity definitely piqued now, Naruto accepted the necklace and studied it carefully. The pendant hanging from it was some kind of small fan with the upper half coloured a deep red and the lower half white. It was kind of pretty actually in its simplicity, but it was also a curious thing to give and he looked up questioningly.
"I don't think I've ever told you this, but the Uchiha name is a very old one," Sasuke started, his gaze fixated on the pendant. "It goes back to a time when there were still clans and aristocracy, so it's a pretty old one."
"Are you going to tell me you're descended from royalty?" Naruto half joked, half asked seriously.
"I don't know about royalty," Sasuke said dryly, gripping the pendant between his thumb and index finger. "An uncle of mine was still tracing our roots the last time I spoke to him, but whatever we were, we were considered high ranked enough to have our own clan's symbol. Our clan's symbol is a red and white fan; this one." He tapped the pendant.
"I always thought you were someone special," Naruto said, smiling, and tilted his head to the right. "You're given the necklace to me? Why?"
The pendant was clearly important to Sasuke; it was hard to miss the way he tenderly grasped it as if a firmer grip would potentially damage it. Considering the link to his family's history, it'd made sense if he started wearing it. So why give it to him instead?
"Because you're part of my family now," Sasuke murmured and hesitated then. "That is if you want to carry my name once we're married." There was uncertainty lurking in the depths of his eyes as if after all the times Naruto had proclaimed he'd be wearing the Uchiha name in the future he still thought it was just said in jest.
Clasping one hand around Sasuke's neck, Naruto smiled and kissed him. "I'd be honoured to take on your name. Put the necklace on me?"
Sasuke's face positively lit up and his hands were almost reverent when they carefully locked the necklace around the blond's neck, his finger trailing down the black cord until it caressed the pendant, which fell right in the hollow between Naruto's collarbones.
"It looks good on you," Sasuke commented, his voice rough and his eyes almost glowing.
Naruto studied him and a smirk slowly unfurled across his lips when he realised something. "You like me wearing your clan's symbol, hm?" he crooned and looped his arms around Sasuke's neck, running his hands through the black tresses. "You like the thought of me wearing something that belongs to you."
"Naruto," Sasuke said warningly, but his hands tightened around Naruto's hips and his breathing was speeding up slightly.
"You like it when I wear something that shows I belong to you only," Naruto continued, heedless of the dangerous glint growing in black eyes. He started rocking back and forth, soft whines spilling forth from his lips when each motion forwards had the Alpha brushing against the sensitive spot deep within. "That shows everyone that I'm your Omega and you're my Alpha. You love that soon I'll be called Uchiha officially, don't you?"
Sasuke didn't say anything to dispute that.
"I bet that's why you loved seeing me pregnant, hm?" Naruto continued, a bit breathless; his eyes hooded as he gazed at Sasuke. "Me carrying your baby, showing the whole world that you fucked your Omega so well you got me pregnant at the first try. Not many Alpha can do that, but you can. Do you want to knock me up again? You want me carrying your baby again? See me all swollen with - "
His breath left him in a rush when he was suddenly shoved backwards and a strangled moan escaped him when Sasuke started to fuck him with wild abandon; his eyes burning bright and wild as he gripped Naruto's chin and started kissing him fiercely, no doubt bruising both their mouths in the process. His hips battered against the Omega's arse, and his other hand grasped both of the blond's wrists in his hold, pressing them deeply into the mattress above Naruto's head, ensuring he couldn't do much but wiggle a bit.
Naruto couldn't do much but lay there and take what his Alpha was giving him; something he absolutely had no trouble doing at all, because he was a good Omega, a good mate for his Alpha and only he could drive his Alpha this wild.
He was the only one who would ever see Sasuke like this and that knowledge settled deep within, making him howl when the next forceful thrust sent him straight over the edge; his back arching when he came almost violently.
Sasuke was muttering something in his skin when he came to again and then the Alpha was coming in him, spilling deep within him, and Naruto sighed, running his hands through sweaty, black locks, feeling settled.
For now at least.
His heat was long from over yet, it only being the first day, but for now he was content to lay there, Sasuke's body covering his, and the pendant warm against his skin.
Uchiha Naruto … Yeah, he quite liked the ring of that.
AN2: The last scene was something I came up with a few days ago and I couldn't resist adding it, which means that Adjusting will have at least one more part after this - because what else is new? *coughs*
I hope you liked it; please leave your thoughts behind in a review. Should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
I hope to see you all back in the next part!
Cuddles
Melissa
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