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The Grass is Green on the Other Side	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 2974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
Author's note: Remember how I said that this chapter would be the last one? Yeah, I don't know why I give out limits anymore when I'm not done writing the story yet *shakes head* Instead of three chapters, this story will have six in total. So sorry guys, but you'll have to wait for the next chapter for the big revelation ^^; The chapter got a lot longer than I expected *coughs* On the bright side, I don't think you'll mind the ending of this chapter ;)
Thanks to the following reviewers: Vidalhbea; moodysavage; smint45; DemonicTenshi
Warnings: angst, some drama, some time skips. That's it mostly for this chapter.
I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 3
"I really, really am not in the mood for this," Gaara growled and glared at the large building where a steady stream of people were entering and exiting.
Naruto leant on his steering wheel, being careful not to press on the horn. "I know, but this is an important client, right?" he said with a faint smile.
"He can kiss my arse," the red haired man informed him, heavily scowling.
Naruto chuckled and shook his head. The euphoria at having Gaara come home early two days ago had been quickly doused yesterday when Temari had called them in the morning to inform her brother that his presence was required at another firm in the neighbouring country. Travelling with a plane would be quicker and the client had even offered to foot the bill.
Still it sucked that Gaara would be away for at least three days, depending on how long the negotiations took.
"You'll be back soon," Naruto soothed, reaching out with his hand to squeeze Gaara's wrist softly.
"Not the point," Gaara grumbled and turned out, his eyes softening a bit when he looked at the blond. "I wanted to join you at your appointment."
Naruto took a deep breath and forced himself to smile. "I know."
Gaara had indeed told him he wanted to join him at his next appointment with Sasuke, but Naruto couldn't help but wonder how much of that was desire to be more involved with their little problem and how much was a need to make certain that Sasuke wouldn't try anything suspicious. For some reason his mate didn't seem to like his doctor.
They only met briefly when Gaara picked him up a couple of days ago, but the blond swore ice had formed around the two Alpha when Naruto had introduced them to each other. That bothered the Omega quite a bit, because he had no clue whatsoever why the two men couldn't get along. Sure, Alpha tended to be wary of each other first, but Gaara hadn't even reacted that badly towards Itachi when he first met him and that particular encounter could have been described as frosty at best.
"Hey."
Naruto started out of his troubled thoughts when fingers caressed his cheek and he let his head be turned around to face the red haired man again.
"I know I haven't been as involved with this as I should have been and I'm sorry for that. I really am," Gaara said softly, caressing Naruto's cheekbone with his thumb. "It will be all right, you'll see. We'll have a baby soon." He leant forwards to press their lips softly to each other.
Willingly Naruto opened his mouth when a tongue licked at his lower lip and enjoyed the slow, deep kiss his mate initiated; his arms slipping around strong shoulders. He knew it was ridiculous, but he felt better after hearing Gaara's reassurance. It showed that the red haired man actually cared about their problem.
Gaara retreated slowly after pressing a soft kiss on his lips, of which the impression seemed to linger long after he had withdrawn.
"I love you," the Alpha murmured and the back of his hand caressed Naruto's cheek.
Naruto smiled, a real smile this time, feeling a light blush staining his cheeks and turned his head to press a kiss on Gaara's hand. "I love you too," he whispered.
His nerves settled with Gaara's proclamation; the red haired man didn't say those three words often, so whenever he did say them, it made Naruto giddy beyond words.
"I'll see you in three days; I'm going to try and make it back in two," Gaara promised and grabbed the handle of the door. "Call me when you know something, all right? I need something to get me through these upcoming hellish days."
"I promise," Naruto replied and after one last smile, Gaara left the car and followed the stream of travellers inside the huge building.
The blond sighed and put his car in reverse, manoeuvring himself out of the small space, and followed the line of cars leaving the airport. He would have liked to stay with Gaara until he had to step on his airplane, but that was not possible unless he wanted to be late for his appointment with Sasuke.
The appointment which would tell him whether he was finally carrying a baby. Fingers clenched tighter around the steering wheel while nerves made his stomach feel heavy. He both wanted and didn't want to know the answer. After all those months of trying, would they finally have succeeded?
And what would happen if the hormone treatment hadn't worked? Was there another option they could try? Or would he need to accept that carrying his own baby would remain out of his reach forever?
Shaking his head roughly, he turned off the engine as soon as he was parked in front of the doctor's practice. There was no need for any doom mongering now.
Steeling himself, he stepped out of the car, braving the cold weather. He could hardly wait for spring to arrive again; he was sick of the cold.
The dark red haired receptionist – who was called Karin – waved him through as soon as she noticed him, barely looking up from her work. The moment he walked into the waiting room, the door to Sasuke's office opened, revealing the older man in the door opening.
"Ah, you're right on time," Sasuke smiled and beckoned him closer. "You can come in now."
"Good morning," Naruto murmured and followed the other man into his office; he removed his gloves and stuffed them in his pockets, trying to ignore how clammy his hands felt suddenly.
"All right, today we're going to find out whether the hormone treatment has worked or not," Sasuke said briskly and opened a drawer of a cabinet behind his desk. "Before I take your blood pressure and draw some blood again, you need to take this pregnancy test. Have you taken one recently?"
"Ah? Ah no, the last one I took was almost three weeks ago. Since then I haven't taken any," Naruto replied and he fiddled with his fingers.
Sasuke nodded and handed him a white packaging. "You can take this one; there's a small bathroom right behind you." He pointed at a door which was half hidden by the screen. "While we wait for the result, I'll take your blood pressure and draw some blood."
The blond nodded and accepted the packaging with a trembling hand. "Thanks," he brought out with dry lips and marched over to the bathroom stiffly.
Taking a deep breath he closed the door behind him and stared at the white, too familiar package. Tearing his eyes from it, he took the time to look around in the small bathroom. The white sink gleamed in the bright T-light and a small stack of plastic cups was put on the right side of the sink; a soap dispenser placed on the other side. An equally gleaming white toilet was placed right across from the sink. The only other decoration that the small room was rich with, was a simple, small, black rug and a small trashcan.
Well, best not to let Sasuke wait too long.
Heart hammering in his chest, he discarded the test on the sink for the time being and grabbed a plastic cup to do his business in. As soon as he had filled the cup, he opened the package – cursing his fingers when the tremble going through them caused difficulties to open the test immediately – and carefully inserted the white stick into the cup for a few seconds. Placing the stick on the sink, he emptied the cup into the toilet, flushed and threw the cup into the trashcan. He washed his hands thoroughly, forcing himself to not keep staring at the – for now still – blank test and left the room after he had dried his hands.
"Take a seat; I'll take your blood pressure now," Sasuke informed him calmly and gathered the needed equipment.
"Have you heard what Akihito did a couple of days ago?" the Alpha asked casually while his eyes were trained on his watch.
Naruto chuckled. "Yeah, he somehow managed to exchange Kisame-san's shampoo for hair dye, right? I heard the big guy wasn't happy with that."
"Who would? He looks quite fabulous with the bright pink hair, though," Sasuke smirked and removed the blood pressure meter, uttering a satisfied sound. "Your blood pressure is normal. Let me take some blood now."
"Did Kisame-san piss off Akihito-kun or so?" Naruto questioned curiously and held out his arm so that the doctor could find a vein to draw blood from and fill three vials.
"No clue. Maybe he tried to steal some of his chocolate cookies. You know how protective the brat is of them," Sasuke replied dryly and pressed a cotton ball against the spot from where he had withdrawn the needle. "Keep pressure on this."
"Itachi apparently accused me of being a bad influence," Naruto commented amused, letting the other man put a bandage on the puncture wound.
He felt like he was starting to do a good job with ignoring the tantalizing scent hovering around the older man. The deep breath he took when Sasuke leant in towards him was merely to clear his head, he reassured himself, and not because he wanted to smell him again.
"I heard that, yeah. I doubt he'll do much to you, though, because he fears Deidara's wrath. Not to mention I would be quite annoyed if he tried to harm one of the very few people I can actually stand." Sasuke winked at him and turned around to put away the thin vials of blood.
His cheeks filled with heat and he didn't know what flustered him more: the wink or Sasuke's comment. Damn that man for being so damn confusing.
"You can take a look at the test now. Let me know what the result is so that we can discuss what you need to do after this appointment," Sasuke murmured.
His heart seemed to plummet to his stomach. "Right, I'll – I'll go check now," he stammered and returned to the bathroom on legs that seemed to be filled with rubber suddenly.
Please have two lines, please have two lines, he pleaded silently and reached out to pick up the test, his knees feeling quite wobbly.
Cerulean blue eyes zeroed in on the small display of the test and his breath seemed to be knocked out of him.
Sounds were muted and he was only vaguely aware of his legs giving out on him and him stumbling through the small room until he sank down on the toilet. His eyes stayed fixated on the small stick; his entire body numb.
This couldn't be happening. This just wasn't true. It had to be a fluke or something. Maybe he needed a second test to verify it again, just to be certain.
Yet, he just knew that a second test wouldn't change the result.
A single line glared back at him, taunting him. Negative. It was negative again. Despite the hormone treatment, which he had taken every day at the exact same time just to maximize its effect; despite having sex with Gaara every single day, sometimes even multiple times a day, the test still displayed a negative sign.
He wasn't carrying a baby. He wouldn't get to hold a baby in nine months.
The urge to scream rose up in him and he clenched his teeth together, his hand tightening around the damning stick. Why the fuck wasn't he pregnant? What the fuck was wrong with him that he still wasn't carrying a baby?
Why was this happening to him? Why wasn't he capable of conceiving?
His sight became blurry and tremors shook his body violently. He wasn't going to cry, damn it! He wouldn't cry. He wasn't so pathetic that he would start crying because of a negative test. He was stronger than that!
What was he going to do now? If even the hormone treatment didn't work, did he have any other option left then?
What did he need to do to finally have a baby?
He jumped up, his heart thundering madly, when a hand landed on his shoulder and he looked up, straight into concerned, black eyes. Naruto hadn't even heard him come in.
"What's the result?" Sasuke asked softly.
Naruto opened his hand, displaying the negative symbol and smiled bitterly. "Negative again," he brought out in a choked voice. Sasuke took the test out of his hand and Naruto pressed his fists against his eyes, trying to hold back his tears. He would absolutely not start crying in front of Sasuke. He wasn't going to humiliate himself like that.
He just needed a couple of moments alone so that he could compose himself and keep it together long enough for him to reach his car. He knew he was on the verge of breaking down, but he didn't want to break down in front of the other man. Breaking down about this result was already pathetic – there was no need to embarrass himself even more by crying in front of Sasuke.
He rose up on wobbly legs and he clasped his hands together, refusing to look at the Alpha. "Le – let's go back t-to your office. Is there may-maybe something else I can …"
He froze up when strong arms wrapped around him, bringing him flush against a warm, hard chest.
"No need to hold back; I'm not going to judge you," Sasuke told him softly. "You can cry if you need to."
"I – I'm not … I don't n-need to cry, b-bastard," Naruto spluttered, but his throat was closing up and hot tears were building up behind his eyes, threatening to overflow while heat filled his face. He pressed his hands against Sasuke's chest, intent on pushing him away before this could turn incredibly humiliating, but the older man simply tightened his embrace slightly and rubbed over Naruto's back with one hand.
"Naruto, you don't need to keep up a façade. Just let it out," he murmured, warm breath washing over Naruto's cheek.
He tried to hold back, struggling a bit in a vain attempt to break free, but when Sasuke didn't loose up his embrace, Naruto broke down and started sobbing loudly, tears streaming down his face while his hands buried themselves into Sasuke's shirt, the formerly neat fabric bunched up between his fingers; his face buried into Sasuke's shoulder, his tears dampening the shirt.
"I – I don't kn-know what's wrong with me," he brought out between sobs; his throat hurting from the force of them. "I – I th-thought I was pre-prepared for the result an-and told myself not to-to hope too much, bu-but I st-still thought the tr-treatment had worked. Wh-why can't I have a – a baby?"
"We'll figure something out, I promise," Sasuke whispered into his ear while his hand kept caressing Naruto's back. He started to rock them back and forth while Naruto continued to cry, letting out all his frustration, anger and sadness through the waterfall of hot tears.
When he finally stopped crying, his nose and head felt stuffed and he sniffled, wiping his – what now surely had become – red rimmed, swollen eyes.
Well, this had to be one of the most embarrassing moments in his life so far. How could he have let himself go like that?
He pulled back and released an embarrassed laugh. "I'm sorry," he said and looked up; a flush painting his cheeks. "I swear that I normally don't …"
His breath hitched and he trailed off when he met Sasuke's eyes. He stood transfixed underneath the heavy look; the glittering black seemingly filling his entire vision. Something was stirring inside those alluring, mysterious, dark eyes and Naruto couldn't look away from them. His heart started to beat madly and something was stirring inside his stomach. What was happening?
A large hand came to rest on his cheek, the warmth of it clashing with his own heated skin and he let his head be tilled back, not even thinking once of protesting or pulling away. The thumb caressing his cheekbone had an hypnotizing effect and he felt trapped, like a rabbit in front of a large predator, when Sasuke bent his head.
The odd scent clinging to Sasuke intensified, making Naruto feel as if he was swimming in the heady smell; he had never done drugs, but he vaguely thought this must be how taking drugs felt like: this overpowering, heady feeling that filled him, that left him quite giddy and left a pleasant sensation behind.
"Naruto, I …" Sasuke whispered, bringing his face closer.
"Uchiha-sensei, I have a client here, waiting to pick up a prescription," the secretary, Karin, called out suddenly, abruptly breaking the odd atmosphere that had been growing between the two men.
It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped on Naruto. He jumped backwards, alarmed, ripping himself free from Sasuke's hold while the other man cursed underneath his breath.
"I – I'll be right back." Sasuke cleared his throat and – with his cheeks suspiciously smudged with a red flush – he walked briskly towards his desk, leaving a mortified Naruto behind.
His knees gave out and he slumped down on the toilet, while he stared wide eyed at his trembling hands.
What had nearly happened just now? Had he really been about to kiss Sasuke?
No, he wouldn't have done that! He loved Gaara, he would never cheat on him!
And yet, he had done nothing to pull back. If Karin hadn't interrupted them, would they have kissed?
"Shit," he whispered horrified. This was starting to become very dangerous. What was it about Sasuke that made him lose his mind when he was around him? Why was he reacting so strongly towards him? It couldn't be because Sasuke was incredibly attractive – both Itachi and Deidara were very attractive people and yet Naruto had never felt drawn towards them in the same way that he was drawn towards Sasuke.
Only Gaara had coaxed strong reactions in him and even those seemed to pale a bit in comparison to the sensations Sasuke managed to bring out in him.
What the hell was happening with him?
A throat clearing made him startle and he stared at Sasuke, who had appeared in the door opening.
"Sorry for that," Sasuke said and he looked uncomfortable, making the blond wonder whether he was apologising for the near kiss or the fact that he had been called away. He didn't feel brave enough to ask for clarification. "Let's discuss what we are going to do about your predicament."
"All right," Naruto muttered and followed the Alpha back to his desk, desperately hoping that he wouldn't bring up the near kiss. He wasn't certain how he would react. He was still reeling from how it had nearly happened.
"All the tests we've done all conclude the same thing: you are fertile and thus should not have any problems conceiving," Sasuke spoke; his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. His tone had undergone a complete change: from soft, intimate to brisk, business like. His pen tapped on a paper. "Yet, the hormone treatment has not worked. There has to be something that we're overlooking."
Naruto kept quiet, shifting a bit on his chair. He honestly had no idea what else could cause his inability to get pregnant. He never had any surgery or got hurt in his stomach area, so he was baffled. If every test stated that he was able to get pregnant, why wasn't he carrying a baby then?
"How about your mate, Gaara-san?" Sasuke questioned abruptly.
Naruto blinked surprised. "What about Gaara?" he inquired surprised. What did Gaara have to do with this?
"Is he taking any medication that could prevent you from getting pregnant? Did he have an accident in the past that could cause him to have trouble impregnating you?" Sasuke explained his odd inquiry.
"What? No, of course he's not taking any medicine! He agreed to have children with me, so he wouldn't be taking any medicine that would prevent that. I've never even seen him taking medicine," Naruto scoffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest. It was just ridiculous to contemplate that Gaara was taking medicine to prevent pregnancy. If he hadn't wanted a baby, he would never have agreed to try in the first place; the red haired man would never do something against his will. "And if he had had an accident, he would have told me about it."
"Has he been examined?" Sasuke asked, clearly not about to let go of his new idea.
"No, he doesn't like visiting doctors," Naruto explained stiffly.
Sasuke sighed and rubbed over his eyes. "Look, I'm not attacking your mate or insulting him. But every test has concluded that you are fertile enough that you should be able to get pregnant without any trouble. That you are still having trouble, means that something else must be going on. Talk to your mate and convince him to let himself be examined. If he prefers someone else than me, I can give you the address of a colleague of mine."
Naruto looked doubtful at him; somehow he couldn't imagine Gaara agreeing to let himself be examined.
"Either your mate has no problems and then we can try something else like IVF or he does have a problem and then we can try to find out how to work around that," Sasuke retorted calmly. "Be honest: what do you have to lose?"
"Nothing," Naruto answered begrudgingly. Sasuke was right; depending on Gaara's results, they could decide what they had to do next. "I'll talk to him about it once he's back home."
"Let me know whether he wants to be examined by me or by my colleague."
Naruto agreed, already not looking forward to having this particular conversation with Gaara.

It was two weeks after that odd appointment that Naruto had finally gathered enough nerves to talk to Gaara about him seeking out a doctor. After he had informed his mate that he still wasn't pregnant (letting out the part where he had almost kissed Sasuke as he didn't want to needlessly worry his mate – he would never cheat on him, no matter how oddly enticing Sasuke's scent was), the red haired man had taken to pampering him more than usual, even going as far as to join him at Deidara's display of his own fireworks – something Gaara usually refused to do as he couldn't stand the loud noise of the fireworks going off.
Maybe he would be agreeable now to letting himself be examined. He seemed equally devastated that Naruto still wasn't expecting a baby, so perhaps now he would be able to get past his averse of doctors.
That day it had been raining the entire time: raging from mere drizzle to heavy rain that pounded on the windows. His classes had ended rather early and Gaara had texted him that he would be leaving work early, taking some files with him so that he could work on them at home.
"We were thinking of having the whole gang over at the summerhouse of the Hyuuga," Kiba informed him enthusiastically. Even through the phone, Naruto could hear the barking of dogs.
"Did everyone agree?" Naruto asked distracted, while he looked in the refrigerator for something to prepare for dinner.
"Yep, even Shikamaru said he would be joining us with Ino and their daughter," his friend told him. "Do you think the end of July would be good?"
"Should be," Naruto replied, shrugging his shoulders. "I see no reason why it wouldn't be good. I'm sure everyone can take off some time from work then."
"All right; Hinata and I will come up with some possible dates then and I'll send the list to everyone. That way we can agree to pick a date," Kiba said cheerily.
"Sounds good to me. Hey man, I need to go," Naruto told him when he heard the front door opening, followed by two high 'meow's from Kurama and Shukaku. "Gaara is home."
"And I need to go back to work before my sister kicks my arse," Kiba groaned dismayed.
They said their goodbye's and Naruto put his cell phone in his pocket, closing the refrigerator so that he could go greet Gaara.
"How was work?" he greeted him and accepted Gaara's kiss. His lips felt cold from being outside and his hair was slightly damp.
"Same old," Gaara grunted and set his bag down in order to remove his jacket. "At least Kankuro refrained from doing something stupid today."
"It's progress," Naruto teased and followed him to the small study room where Gaara placed down several files on the desk. "Kiba just called me. He and Hinata-chan are planning to invite everyone over to the summerhouse of the Hyuuga family around the end of July. Do you think you can join me then?"
"Should normally be possible. Is it for a day or for a weekend?" the red haired man asked distracted, while he riffled through some papers, loosening his tie.
"Most likely only a day. I doubt the others can get longer off from their work," Naruto replied, leaning against the threshold while Kurama wound his slim body around his legs.
The blond hesitated for a brief moment and then decided to just plunge straight into the tricky conversation. "I need to ask you something."
Jade green eyes glanced at him curiously and the owner of them lowered his file. "Oh? What about?"
"It's … it's about my appointment of two weeks ago," Naruto continued and his fingers started to play with a loose thread of his sweater – one of his habits when he became nervous.
"What about it?" Gaara narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"The, eh, the tests all concluded that I am fertile and capable of getting pregnant," Naruto replied, trying to figure out how he could ask Gaara to let himself be examined without it turning into an argument.
"Yes, you said that already," the red haired man pointed out, cocking his head to the right.
"Sasuke-san suggested that …" Naruto took a deep breath and blurted out, "that you should let yourself get examined, so that we would be sure that the cause isn't one of us."
"No," Gaara stated immediately and his lips tightened to a line. "I'm not going to a doctor; I already told you that."
"Come on, Gaara," Naruto coaxed him, trying to curb his frustration. He had sort of expected this to happen, but he still had had the faint hope that this time Gaara would give in and go see a doctor. He wanted a baby too, right? "It's just a quick examination to see whether something is preventing us from getting children."
"Nothing is wrong with me, okay! I don't need an examination," Gaara bit out, slamming down the file on his desk.
"If you're so sure nothing is wrong with you, then why the hell don't you want an examination?!" Naruto snapped, narrowing his eyes. "We've been trying for nearly seven months, Gaara! Seven months and I'm still not pregnant! Something is keeping us from getting a child and an examination would at least give us some sort of clue as to what we should do to get a baby!"
"You just need to give it some time!" Gaara said frustrated.
"Give it some time?! Nobody takes longer than three months to get pregnant!" Naruto sneered. "I should have been counting down to the birth by now, and instead I'm still using tests that only indicate negative results! For the love of god, just please let yourself get examined! What's wrong with visiting a doctor?"
"Naruto, I said no and that is final! I'm not going to see a doctor!"
"Why the fuck not?" Naruto threw his arms up in desperation, causing Kurama to run away startled as their voices continued to rise in ire. "Don't you want a baby with me?"
"Of course I want a baby with you, but there is nothing wrong with me! There is no need for me to visit a doctor. I'm not going, learn to accept that fact! I told you before that we don't need any outside help!" Gaara snarled, his green eyes flashing up in fury. "Just learn some fucking patience, god damn it!"
"Patience?!" Naruto laughed shrilly. Patience? How could Gaara stand there and claim he needed to learn patience when they had been trying for seven months? How could he refuse to let himself be examined when it would help them finally gain a baby? Why didn't he want to do anything that could give them a baby? Did he really want a baby or had he just been humouring Naruto all this time?
"Please don't get hysterical," Gaara sighed and rubbed his forehead, looking exhausted.
"Hysterical?" Naruto repeated incredulously. He was being hysterical? That was the last straw. "If you can't even get a simple examination, then fuck you!" he spat furiously and before Gaara could reply or grab his arm, he stormed out of the room and out of the house, not even thinking of grabbing his jacket or his car keys in his haste to get away from the man who was apparently hell bent on making sure that they would never have a baby.

Rage whirled inside of him, clouding his mind together with heavy disappointment and piercing hurt. Why was Gaara refusing to get an examination? Was it about his stupid pride as an Alpha? Was Naruto missing something? Wasn't it normal of Naruto to ask his mate to get an examination? Had he gone too far? What else was he supposed to do? More than half a year had gone by and yet they hadn't booked any result.
His anger abruptly left him, leaving him feeling empty and drained, and he looked up, realising he had walked away further from home than he had intended. He didn't immediately recognize the neighbourhood he was in and he sighed out loud, coming to a halt. He raked a hand through his hair and tugged at it, wondering just what the hell he was going to do now.
He shouldn't have left the house like that; he and Gaara had made it a point to never leave in the middle of an argument, preferring to talk it out. But he hadn't been able to stay a minute longer in the same house as Gaara after that particular argument.
What on earth should he do now?
Rain started to trickle down, landing on his hair, sliding down his neck, causing him to shiver. "Fuck," he muttered with a grimace. Of course it had to start raining now. It figured.
He should go back to their house, talk with Gaara and try to reach a compromise, but he honestly didn't want to go back. Not yet anyway. He still felt too hurt about Gaara's refusal to let himself be examined to go back and attempt to talk with him.
But where should he go now? He hadn't even brought his phone with him, so he couldn't call someone to pick him up. Fuck.
The honking of a car's horn made him jump nearly three feet in the air and he whirled around, facing a very familiar looking BMW.
The window lowered, revealing Sasuke's concerned face.
"Naruto-san? What are you doing here?" His dark eyes glided over Naruto's shivering form with his clothes sticking faintly to his body due to the rain getting worse. "Why aren't you wearing a jacket?"
"I … Gaara and I – we had a fight and I, I left," Naruto replied before he could stop himself and he wrapped his arms around himself.
Stupid, there's no reason to bug Sasuke with my problems, he chided himself.
Sasuke blinked, obviously taken aback by the admission. "Get in the car; I'll drive you home. This is not exactly weather for walking."
"No, thank you. I'm … I don't really want to go back yet," the blond admitted begrudgingly.
"Come on then; you can stay at my place for a while," Sasuke offered and stepped out of the car.
"What? No, you don't have to …" Naruto started to protest, raising his hands.
"Naruto-san, come on. I'm not going to let you stay here and get sick," Sasuke sighed and walked to the other side of the car to open the door.
Naruto had half a mind to protest again, but figured doing that would just be stupid as Sasuke was clearly not about to step in his car again and drive off. Biting his lip, he approached the car and walked to the side where Sasuke stood patiently waiting.
"Thanks," he muttered and stepped into the car. The door was closed behind him and a couple of seconds later, the door to the driver's seat opened and Sasuke sat down.
The drive to Sasuke's place was mainly filled with music from the car radio. Naruto felt Sasuke's eyes on him frequently, but he refused to look back; choosing instead to stare out of the window and see how medium sized townhouses slowly turned into large estates fenced by large, iron gates: the richer part of the town.
Naruto suddenly realised something. "I thought you lived on the upper floor of your office," he remarked.
"Hm? No, the upper floors are rented to an old couple. I just use the ground floor for my office," Sasuke replied and turned right. "Separating private and professional life is much easier that way."
"Makes sense," Naruto murmured and looked back out of the window, trying his best not to remember the last time he had been alone with Sasuke. This time, the heating had been turned off, so the blond had no respite from the oppressive scent that hung in the small space. He resorted to breathing shallowly through his mouth in an attempt to not have his mind clouded again by the alluring smell. What on earth was wrong with him that he would get so easily distracted by a nice smell when he just had had a fight with his mate?
A large gate opened automatically when the car approached it and soon the sound of gravel crunching underneath the wheels resonated when they drove onto the drive.
Cerulean blue widened when they caught sight of the large house they parked in front of. It was almost as big as the Uchiha's estate and that was saying something; how much exactly did Sasuke earn that he could both afford an expensive car and such a large house?
"You like the house?" Sasuke asked teasingly when they stepped out of the car.
"It's beautiful," Naruto agreed while his eyes roved across the house with its shining red roof and its white stones. The front door appeared to be made out of some heavy, thick wood. "But mostly big."
"I grew up in an estate and I always liked playing in the large rooms," Sasuke admitted while they hurried towards the house while the rain started to get heavier.
They shivered when they entered the warm hallway. Naruto caught sight of his dripping wet hair and he cringed at the way his clothes were clinging to his body. He almost looked like a drowned cat.
"You can take a shower to warm up," Sasuke announced and beckoned him to follow. "I'll lend you some clothes of mine so that yours can wash and dry."
"You don't need to do that!" Naruto protested, waving his hands frantically. He already felt like he was imposing even when Sasuke was the one who had invited him.
"Are we really going to do this every time I offer you something?" Sasuke asked dryly and shook his head. "Come on, it's just a shower and a change of clothes."
"If you insist," the Omega muttered and followed the Alpha reluctantly upstairs; his eyes flicking towards the various painting depicting nature that hung on the walls. Just like in his office, every piece of furniture, even the rugs, looked quite expensive and luxurious. At least the expensive furniture looked beautiful, the blond admitted silently while he followed the dark haired man. And naturally Sasuke's scent surrounded him the whole time.
"Here's the bathroom," Sasuke nodded towards a closed, white door. "Wait here; I'll grab some clothes quickly." He walked further down the hallway, leaving Naruto awkwardly hovering in front of the bathroom.
True to his word, Sasuke appeared a couple of minutes later with a small pile of clothes in his arms, which he handed over to a bemused blond.
Naruto was pretty certain that the whole borrowing a shower and clothes thing was not something that belonged in a normal doctor-patient relationship. But they probably had crossed that particular line a long time ago since they met at the Christmas party.
"Thanks," Naruto murmured and slipped into the bathroom. He quickly divested himself from his wet clothes, grimacing at the way the cold cloth stuck to his skin, and let them fall on the small rug, for a lack of a better place to dump them. Opening one of the narrow closets, he grabbed a large towel and hung it next to the shower. Hesitating for a little while, he decided to borrow Sasuke's shampoo and stepped into the shower.
The hot water quickly caused the glass of the large shower to fog over and above the sound of the clattering water, Naruto heard the door opening and saw a blurry shape bending over to pick up his clothes, before the door closed again. For some reason, the thought that Sasuke had been in close vicinity while he was naked, made the blond blush fiercely and he roughly scrubbed himself with the shampoo, chastising himself for thinking of the other man in a place like this.
He was seriously starting to wonder what the hell was wrong with him. He had never acted like this with other Alpha men before, so why was Sasuke the exception?
Maybe it had been a bad idea to follow Sasuke to his house; it had been proven before that Naruto was way too susceptible to his scent. Why had he thought it would be a good idea to go to a place where he would be practically bathing in his scent? How stupid could he be?
"Damn it," he whispered harshly and shook his head. He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, onto the mat which soaked up the droplets sliding down his body. He dried himself off with the large, soft towel and only when he reached out with his hand for the clothes waiting for him, did he realise that his underwear had been taken away as well.
The mirror above the sink showed him how red his face had become at that realisation. Was he supposed to go commando now in Sasuke's clothes? Fuck, this really wasn't his day.
However, when he took a closer look at the small pile of clothes, he noticed a white boxer short waiting for him and the blush on his face spread out to his neck.
He would be wearing Sasuke's underwear.
Well, that was nothing to panic about, right? He had worn Gaara's underwear occasionally as well, if he had to hurry to somewhere and he didn't have the time to check whether he had grabbed the right piece of underwear. Besides, this was clean underwear, so he could just pretend that it was just bought. No need to freak out about a single piece of clothing, Uzumaki. Don't act pathetic.
The boxer short and the sweatpants were a bit too large on his frame, but he managed to hold them up by pulling tightly on the strings of the sweatpants. The long sleeved, grey shirt was also a bit larger than the shirts he usually wore, but at least it wasn't falling off his shoulders.
Shuffling out of the bathroom on bare feet, he wondered whether he should go back downstairs. Ah, screw it, he thought with a soft sigh and made his way downstairs.
He hesitated when he was back in the hallway. In which room was he supposed to go now?
His question was answered when a dark brown door to his right opened, revealing Sasuke in the doorway, who had changed into dark jeans and a dark sweater.
"I've made some hot chocolate to warm up," Sasuke smiled and gestured at Naruto to follow him into what was apparently the living room.
"You shouldn't ha …" Naruto started to protest, but one meaningful glance of Sasuke made him smile sheepishly while he rubbed the back of his nearly dry hair. "Right, thanks."
Sasuke sat down in a leather armchair while Naruto took a seat on the dark couch. While he sipped from his hot chocolate milk, his eyes wandered around the room, taking in the large bookcases stuffed to the brim with books and the large television taking up considerable space in front of the couch. A large, dark green, soft carpet covered almost the entire floor and Naruto wiggled his toes in it, enjoying the softness.
"So," Sasuke broke the amicable silence. "Mind telling me why you and Gaara-san had a fight?"
Naruto tensed up and placed his half empty mug back on the table with an exhausted sigh. He rubbed his forehead and replied, "I finally asked him to let himself get examined, because all tests have concluded that I'm fine."
Understanding lit up in dark eyes. "I take it he wasn't very agreeable?" Sasuke asked softly with a sympathetic look in his eyes.
"Not really, no," Naruto chuckled bitterly and stared at his sweatpants clad knee. "He absolutely refused to visit a doctor and said that nothing is wrong with him, so there's no need for an examination. I got angry at him for that and he told me that we should just be patient and that I shouldn't act so hysterical. I didn't want to stay there, so I left."
"Does he have an aversion against doctors? Maybe a bad experience?" Sasuke inquired curiously, cocking his head to the left.
The blond shrugged. "I have no idea. I know he occasionally went to the doctor's before I met him, but since then he hasn't visited one. He doesn't get sick often either, aside from the occasional cold, so I never thought to ask why he doesn't like seeing a doctor. I just … thought that he would go to a doctor now, because he said he wanted a baby with me." He closed his eyes, feeling frustration rising up again. Abruptly he stood up again, too restless to stay seated and he started pacing back and forth, anger stirring inside of him.
"I just don't understand why he won't let himself get examined!" he spat, raking a hand through his hair roughly. "He says he wants a baby with me, but he doesn't seem willing to do anything so that we would actually be able to get one! It's been seven months! Seven months and I'm still not pregnant. I just don't know what to do anymore."
"Maybe someone else can talk to him?" Sasuke suggested, placing his own mug on the table, while he watched the blond pacing with worried eyes.
Naruto snorted harshly and halted in front of the couch. "We already had a fight, because I decided to see you for this problem. If someone else tries to talk to him about it, he'll probably only get more angry. He thinks people should stay out of our business." He shook his head and bit his lip. "I just … I'm starting to wonder whether he really wants a baby, you know? He doesn't seem to think that it's weird that we haven't conceived yet. He says that we should just be patient. But for how much longer do I need to be patient? I just want a baby with him." Blue eyes turned to look pleadingly at the dark haired Alpha. "What would you do if your mate couldn't conceive?"
Maybe it was really an Alpha thing; maybe this argument he had had with Gaara was just because of his stupid pride as an Alpha. If it was, what was he supposed to do about it? Would Sasuke be able to help him? He was an Alpha after all.
"If my mate had trouble conceiving, I would do anything I could to make sure that we would have a baby," Sasuke answered softly; an odd, distant gleam in his eyes. "I would put my aversion to doctors aside if I really had to, if it meant that we could have a baby together."
"So I'm just unlucky that I love a man whose aversion to doctors is apparently more important than having a baby together," Naruto choked out angrily and pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes. He knew Sasuke wasn't just saying it to placate him – he had heard the sincerity in his voice and that made his answer only sting more. If Sasuke could say that, as an Alpha, why couldn't Gaara? Clearly this wasn't an Alpha issue, but what else was it then?
What would they do if Naruto never became pregnant? What if they never would have children, despite Naruto being fertile? Would they be able to survive that as a couple? This children wish was starting to strain their relationship and Naruto started to wonder seriously for the first time since they had started trying whether their relationship would be strong enough to handle the disappointment of a childless life. Especially with the knowledge that maybe they could have children if only Gaara would consent to an examination.
"Naruto-san, everything will be all right, you'll see," Sasuke spoke soothingly and stood up, walking towards him.
"That's easy for you to say," Naruto retorted spitefully and lowered his hands. "You don't have a mate who refuses to see a doctor."
"You know, I don't understand why he would refuse such an easy request," Sasuke mused and Naruto stilled when the dark haired man halted in front of him. "It's not like you're asking him to do something impossible. If you were my mate, I would agree to do an examination. I wouldn't want you to be sad."
"Sasuke-san, I …" Naruto breathed in sharply when a warm hand came to rest on his cheek. He looked straight into simmering, dark eyes and was instantly reminded of the last time they were in this particular position. He should pull back now, he knew that. This particular position could not end well at all, and yet … He didn't move. Despite every cell in his body screaming 'DANGER', he didn't move away and didn't make any attempt to push the Alpha away. The Omega in him started to purr in satisfaction when the mysterious scent clinging to Sasuke grew more intense and this time the Omega didn't even seem confused at all.
"If you were my mate, I would do everything in my power to make you happy," Sasuke whispered and his eyes softened. "I'd do everything if it meant I could see you smile again."
Naruto was aware that Sasuke was lowering his head slowly, giving him time to pull back, and he really should step away before this whole thing spiralled out of control. He was together with Gaara, he loved him, he wanted a baby with him.
And yet, despite all that, he kept standing there, allowing Sasuke to close the gap between them.
Closing the gap until his vision was filled with warm black and the air around them permeated by a very alluring scent. A scent that made him dizzy with a fiery desire, with a strength that he had never felt before and that raced through his entire body, igniting every cell.
Naruto's eyes shuttered close and an arm slipped around his waist, bringing him closer.
Their lips met and the fierce desire exploded.

AN2: So yeah *coughs* What do you think of it? Please leave your thoughts behind in a review :)
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: I have decided to write Sasuke's point of view of this story, as a lot of you have expressed a desire to know what Sasuke thinks of Naruto. Therefore I'll start working on it soon. It will obviously follow this story, but after the main story is finished, I'm planning on writing omake's for this particular universe :) Like for example the birth of Naruto's child or so.
Should any of you have a scene in mind that you want to see written out and put in this particular universe, let me know and I'll see if I can spin an omake out of it :)
See you all in the next chapter - where you'll finally discover what exactly is keeping Naruto from having a baby.
Cuddles
Melissa
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