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Crossing Boundaries for You	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 12499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
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Author's note: The confrontation you may or may not have been waiting for LOL
Warnings: Drama; some foul language
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 26
His mouth felt instantly dry. "What?" was the only thing that left his lips as he stared wide eyed at the furious, pink haired woman in front of him. He had never seen her so pissed off before and something in him twisted.
How much had Sasuke told her? What exactly did she know? Had he told her everything or had she just become scarily good at guessing?
"Don't act like you don't know anything!" she sneered, jabbing him in his chest.
She had always been ridiculously strong, but given how sensitive his chest felt now, her jabbing hurt worse than usual and he hissed, stumbling back to keep out of her reach.
Bad mistake.
She stormed into the house, slamming the door shut behind her with such a force, Naruto thought he could hear the windows in the living room rattle. Instantly he moved into that room, hoping to put as much distance between them as possible. Sure, he had dealt with her punches before, but if she punched him now in the enraged state she was in, that could end up having nasty consequences for either him or the baby.
"If you insist on acting dumb, let me tell you what happened," she snarled, clenching her hands into fists. She kept standing near the doorway, keeping the coffee table between them. "Sasuke-kun woke me up today and told me he wanted to get a divorce! Apparently he fell in love with someone else and wants to stay with them!"
Despite the thick tension in the air, his heart skipped a beat at hearing those words. He couldn't revel in it, though. Things had already gone beyond inappropriate between him and Sasuke; he couldn't rub it in her face that Sasuke had fallen in love with him and honestly he didn't want to either.
Because he could easily imagine how hurt she must be right now. How much pain she must be experiencing to hear that the person she loved wanted to be with someone else. That was how he had felt when his friends had announced they would be getting married. Now the roles were reversed, but faced with Sakura's tear stricken face, he couldn't be happy about that. Even if Sasuke had never loved her like that, it was more than clear that Sakura hadn't considered their marriage to be one of convenience. Despite Sasuke's warning that he would never love her like that, she probably had never stopped hoping that one day he would return her feelings.
"Did he say who?" He flinched when the rage in green eyes grew and swallowed, realising how stupid that question had been. Yet he still didn't want to say anything discriminating, in case Sasuke had kept them a secret.
"No, he didn't," she said through clenched teeth; her form slightly trembling. "Said it wasn't any of my business," she spat disgusted.
That didn't sound like Sasuke, but Naruto remembered how frustrated the older man had become with Sakura's evasiveness and he wondered whether that had played a part in his dismissive, rude reply.
"Why do you think - "
"Do you think I'm stupid?" she said, practically hissing the words. "I started thinking about it, trying to figure it out. Who could it be that would make Sasuke choose them over me? He has never mentioned a divorce before, but now all of a sudden, he can't get me to sign the papers fast enough! And then I realised it. Everything started a few months after you got pregnant."
Her voice grew more quiet, but it didn't diminish the venom lacing her tone at all. If anything, it became more obvious, more dangerous. "He suddenly didn't want to sleep with me anymore, no matter what I tried. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, because he's been busy with work, you know?" She laughed bitterly and shook her head. Her hands hung listlessly at her sides, no longer clenched into fists.
Naruto remained quiet, but alert, keeping his attention both on her face and her hands. It stung that he had to treat her as if she was suddenly dangerous, as if she hadn't been his friend for years, but in the mood she was in now … Who knew what she would do?
Fuck, what was keeping Sasuke? Shouldn't he already be here by now?
"But then he started to kiss me less and less until I was the only one taking the initiative and I have barely seen him these last couple of months."
He had to bite down on his tongue in order not to point out that she had been gone from her home quite a lot as well according to Sasuke. He had his stupid moments, but even he wasn't stupid enough to say that aloud.
"He kept saying that he was spending time with his brother, but his phone bills were mostly filled with your number and really, what the hell can you talk about for three hours long?" she laughed again, but this time her voice took on a hysterical edge and she pulled roughly on her pink hair.
"I didn't want to admit it at first, but it's you, isn't it? You're the fucking whore who took him away from me!" Sakura yelled, slamming her fist against the wall. "What, it's not enough that you get to carry his baby, but now you want him too?!"
The plaster cracked and the bookcase filled with some trinkets from Deidara's family rattled dangerously.
"I'm not a whore, Sakura," Naruto said tersely, still trying to remain as calm as possible. His baby was fussing a lot in his stomach, despite the growing lack of space, clearly becoming as agitated as he was. "And I didn't take him away from you."
"Oh no? Then what the fuck do you - "
"He came to me," he said loudly and perhaps that wasn't the smartest thing to say, but he wasn't going to stand there and let himself be accused. He hadn't actively sought out Sasuke in that manner, hadn't tried to seduce him. Yes, he had been in love with him for years, but he had never acted on it, had never tried to come between his friends like that. It had been Sasuke who had broken the status quo; Sasuke, who had decided to take a step further.
Should Naruto have stopped him? If he had been a good friend: yes, he should have. But he had been weak and now, although it shamed him to admit it, now he was glad he hadn't stopped him.
Still, in the end, it had been Sasuke who had taken the first step, not him.
She snorted harshly. "The only reason he would come to you is because you're carrying his baby now," she said snidely, pointing at his belly.
Almost instinctively he covered his stomach with his hands as if he could protect it from her glare.
"You think that if you weren't pregnant, he would take a second look at you? You think you're getting your happy ending now? Newsflash, Naruto! You were a loser as a kid and you're still a loser now!" she sneered viciously. "Look at yourself! You're just barely making minimum wage and can't even afford a fucking apartment on your own! You think you're the right one for Sasuke-kun? The only reason you ever became friends with him was because he took pity on you! Because he was embarrassed at the way you kept trying to get his attention!"
"Shut up, Sakura!" Naruto growled, balling his hands into fists in front of his stomach. He knew what she was saying wasn't right. Sasuke would never be swayed by pity and he would never have befriended Naruto if he didn't want to, but that didn't make her nasty remarks hurt any less. A part of him, hidden deep inside him, would always be that little boy starved for attention, afraid that any shred of positive attention and affection was just a lie, a trick meant to hurt him.
Sakura knew that. She had known him almost as long as Sasuke had and knew where to hit to make it hurt. She wouldn't hold back at all now. She was hurt, so Naruto as the cause of her pain had to hurt as well.
"What, did I hit a nerve?" Sakura smiled sweetly, but her eyes were spitting fire. "Sasuke-kun is just confused now because of the baby. He's not gay, not like you! He married me!"
"He only married you because that bastard Fugaku didn't give him any choice!" Naruto hissed, taking a step closer. "You were the one always trying to get a date with him while he was never interested! He only married you as a last resort. If he didn't have to marry a girl, you would never have had a chance!"
She paled and his comment had clearly hit a sore spot, but she clenched her jaw visibly and said icily, "Think what you want, but he's happy with me. He's happy with the life he has! You think you can make him this happy? He's mine, so back off and stop trying to steal him!"
"If he really was that happy, he would never have fallen in love with me," Naruto snapped and a part of him took some vicious pleasure in the way that made her flinch. "And if you think that Sasuke is really happy, then you don't know him at all. But then again, you've never been there for him when he had it rough, so how would you know how he looks like happy?"
He scoffed and shook his head incredulously. "At least I don't consider him an object to be stolen. He makes his own decisions; I'm not forcing him – unlike other people. Get that through your head, Sakura."
She reeled back as if she had been slapped, but she quickly pulled herself together again and scoffed, crossing her arms. "Enjoy it while it lasts. As soon as the baby is born and we're taking care of him, he won't even take a second look at you." Her upper lip curled up derisively. "He'll be back with me, where he belongs, and you're going to be all alone again."
He stared at her, taking in her hostile stance and the way her face was distorted with both fury and triumph – as if she had won something. He knew she could be fairly nasty – she definitely hadn't liked him in the beginning until she got to know him, but he had never really experienced her nasty side before.
Because until now he had been deemed 'safe' in her eyes. She had never felt threatened by him, not even when he came out, until now that was. Now that she was losing Sasuke – losing him to someone who had been considered the class clown, the loser who had trouble keeping up with the material, the weirdo without any parents – he had shifted in her mind from safe and harmless to a big threat.
A threat had to be eliminated and she was throwing every barb she could think of at him, digging at the sore spots she knew were still there, even after all these years. Trying to hit him where it hurt the most.
It made him realise that perhaps he hadn't really known her after all either. Even if she apologised for her outburst and got used to the fact that Sasuke no longer wanted her as his wife – he didn't know whether he could ever forgive her for using what she knew about him against him. He understood she was angry and hurt; he would be too if he was in her shoes, but he would never use the secrets, her insecurities she had confided in him against her.
There was a line you just didn't cross even when you got furious with your friend and she had hurtled straight past that.
The anger drained away from him and was replaced by a feeling of exhaustion. What was the point of this fight? She knew the truth now; fighting with him about it wouldn't change anything. Sasuke had made his choice, Naruto had made his and they would have to deal with it. She would have to learn how to cope with the idea that Sasuke had never returned her feelings – not like she wanted.
What she also would have to deal with – and for this Naruto was truly sorry, because he knew how much she had been looking forward to it – was the fact that Naruto wouldn't give up his baby.
"What? Cat got your tongue? You're starting to realise that you're fighting a hopeless - "
"I'm not giving up my baby, Sakura."
She froze; her eyes widening with shock. Hurt flashed up in her red rimmed eyes before it disappeared and was replaced by cold anger. "What?! You fucking promised me! That baby is mine and Sasuke-kun's, not yours!"
He shook his head, closing his arms around his stomach. There was still guilt simmering in the pit of his belly, but bigger than the guilt, the shame that he was breaking a promise, was the pain stabbing him in his heart at the thought of giving up his baby, his little boy. The thought of having to say goodbye to his baby boy as soon as he was born had his chest constricting, making it difficult for him to breathe easily. He couldn't do it. He had thought he could, back when he had been still so bloody naïve, but reality had slapped him in his face. There was no way he could give up his child, not even to save a friendship.
"No, he's mine and Sasuke's. I'm really sorry, but I can't give him up. I just can't - "
She screamed, a sound so full of unadulterated fury that it caused Naruto to stumble back wide-eyed, watching dumbfounded how she raised her fist and stormed towards him.
Before she could take more than a couple of steps towards him, though, her arm was snatched out of the air with such a force that it had her crying out and stumbling backwards.
"What the hell is going on here?" Itachi snapped, turning her roughly around before pushing her against the wall. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Deidara squeezed his way past his fiancé without looking at her and went over to Naruto. "You're okay, un?" he asked concerned; his sky blue eyes flitting over Naruto's body as if he was trying to discern whether he had been hurt.
Naruto sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. "I'm fine," he muttered.
As fine as he could be with the knowledge that he had lost one of his friends today. He had been so fucking naïve to think that everything would work out somehow. Of course there had never been a way in which he both could keep Sasuke as his boyfriend and Sakura as his friend. He had been so stupid.
His baby kicked him firmly in his kidney and he winced, caressing his stomach soothingly. It would probably take quite a while before his baby boy would settle down after what had just happened.
"Why are you here?" Itachi demanded in a low voice.
Naruto glanced at him, ignoring Deidara's fussy clucking for now, and almost physically recoiled from the utter coldness blanketing Itachi's face. It was as if his features were carved out of ice, sharp enough to cut anything. He was still holding Sakura's wrist and Naruto could see her skin turning a pure white with how tight his grip was.
A soft whimper of pain left Sakura and tears starting glittering in her eyes again; all the anger seemingly leaving her. "Sasuke-kun told me he wants a divorce."
Itachi blinked and released her wrist, taking a step back. Only now did Naruto see he was holding his sunglasses in his other hand. "Oh, did he finally manage to talk to you about it?"
Her mouth dropped open before she narrowed her eyes. "You knew about this?!"
"I'm his brother." Only an Uchiha could sound so utterly condescending. He looked at her as if she was nothing more than a stupid bug. "Of course he told me about it."
She pointed aggressively at Naruto. "Then did he tell you he's fucking that slu- "
"Unless you want to experience something unpleasant, I suggest you don't finish that sentence," Itachi stated flatly.
He had turned his back towards Naruto, facing the pink haired woman, so the blond couldn't see what kind of look he was sporting now, but whatever it was, it was bad enough to make Sakura stiffen and pale; all colour leaving her face. Still, she tried to protest.
"He can't just - "
"He can. My brother made his choice and you'd do well to respect that. There's nothing here for you anymore, Haruno," Itachi said coolly and nodded towards the door. "Please leave."
Some tears trickled down her cheeks before she scrubbed them away roughly, pushing herself off the wall. "Fine," she said thickly before lifting her head and glaring at Naruto. "You're going to regret this," she swore, her eyes flashing with the promise, before she whirled around and left, slamming the front door behind her.
Itachi released his breath slowly and turned around, pursing his lips. "Did Sasuke mention to you that he would break the news to her today?"
Naruto shook his head and plopped down onto the couch. "No, he didn't say anything about it yesterday. But Sakura did mention he woke her up to inform her about the divorce, so I guess he was finally fed up with it," he said flatly, slumping against the back of the couch.
"Well, his patience was running out," Itachi admitted, placing his sunglasses on the coffee table. "It probably wasn't the smartest idea to open the door for her, though."
"I didn't know she was coming," Naruto retorted and scowled at him. "Sasuke didn't even tell her it's me."
"Then how did she come to that conclusion?" Deidara asked curiously, sinking down next to him. He had forgone his usual ponytail for a messy bun this time to combat the rising heat outside.
"By connecting clues apparently," he replied wryly.
"I know you live in a safe neighbourhood, but that doesn't mean you should just leave your door open like that," Sasuke's voice suddenly floated into the living room. A couple of seconds later he appeared in the doorway, dressed casually in a dark blue T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. His own sunglasses were resting on top of his head. Dark eyes shifted from Itachi to Naruto and he took a double take. In an instant he was standing in front of him, frowning heavily.
"What happened? Are you feeling unwell? You don't look so good."
"Always the flatterer," Naruto muttered, but couldn't find the energy to smile.
"Your future ex-wife happened."
"What the fuck?"
"If I had known she would confront you, I would have gone straight after her," Sasuke said darkly; his forehead set in that heavy frown again he had also sported when he had been informed of what Sakura had said.
"It's not like you could have known. She usually goes to her parents to vent anyway," Naruto pointed out mildly, running his fingers through black strands again and again.
They were holed up in his room after having had dinner together with Deidara and Itachi. Sasuke had spent part of the afternoon painting the nursery, unleashing his frustration and anger at Sakura on the wall; his hands still carried flecks of blue and green paint.
Sasuke had wanted to go straight after Sakura after he had been told of the things she had said – and tried to do. He had looked so angry that for a moment Naruto had genuinely believed they wouldn't be able to hold him back, but they had managed to talk some sense into him in the end and calm him down. He had been in a foul mood for hours afterwards, though.
After he had informed Sakura he wanted to divorce, he had collected his stuff around the house and packed his bags, not intending to go back to the house after today. That was why he had been later than the hour they had agreed upon and why he hadn't encountered Sakura at the house.
Initially he had planned on renting a hotel room while he and Naruto searched for a house, but both Itachi and Deidara had been adamant that he stayed here, at their house, in the meantime. His bags were currently stashed away in the attic; some of his clothes put next to Naruto's in the wardrobe.
They were resting on the bed; the thin cotton of their underwear the only piece of clothing separating them from being completely naked. Sasuke had his head low on Naruto's chest, their legs entwined, and his hand rubbed circles across Naruto's belly. The window was ajar in the hope a breeze would enter. So far all that entered the room was the sound of children playing on the street.
"Still," Sasuke muttered; his hand stilling on top of Naruto's stomach. "I should have realised she would connect the dots. She isn't that stupid."
Naruto remained silent, focusing on the sensation of silky hair gliding between his fingers as the digits brushed through dark hair.
"I'm sorry," Sasuke said lowly. "I know how much you liked her."
Naruto shrugged and smiled weakly. "It was naïve of me to think she would be okay with us. Guess I should have seen her reaction coming," he murmured.
"That doesn't make her reaction okay," Sasuke said, squeezing Naruto's hip.
"No, but I can understand where she's coming from," the blond man admitted. "It just … sucks."
That was probably the understatement of the year.
Sasuke rose up, making Naruto drop his hand. Dark eyes stared at blue ones intently. "Do you regret it?"
Naruto studied the man in front of him. The way his hair shone black and blue in the low setting sun; how pale his skin was despite spending time outside. His sharp cheekbones and light pink lips. Black eyes glinting with intensity.
Blue eyes went lower, taking in a muscled, lean chest; a firm, flat stomach with a dark happy trail disappearing underneath his underwear. To strong arms, bracing Naruto's body between them.
To the finger no longer bearing a wedding ring.
Here was the man, his best friend, his lover, who was willing to turn his whole life upside down, who was going to go against his father – something he had never attempted to do before. Who risked losing his job at his father's company and all the progress he had made into securing the top spot.
Someone who had acknowledged him long before anyone else did, who had accepted him since the start and who had always been there for him.
Who filled the part in Naruto's life he hadn't realised was missing.
How could he ever regret him?
He couldn't.
"No, not one second of this," he said, his voice ringing with truth.
If there had been any doubt left, it would have been completely erased by the beautiful smile blooming up on Sasuke's face.
Their lips met in a tender kiss and while neither of them would say it aloud – not yet at least – there was no mistaken what they felt for each other.
Love.
AN2: Little bit of fluff there at the end to make up for the drama *coughs* The story is still not done yet, though, so brace yourselves ;)
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 chapter, which will normally be posted on the 23rd of March!
Throughout this month I'll also be posting a couple of Naruto oneshots, for the ones interested :)
Cuddles
Melissa
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