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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
- 31
- 32
- 33
Author's note: This chapter turned out quite longer than expected LOL
Warnings: Some drama; complications with the birth; keep in mind I don't know a lot about hospital procedures, so I apologise in advance if something is off
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 32
"You couldn't wait two more days?" Naruto groaned once he got past the shock of feeling his water break. "You only had two more days left in there, but that was too long, huh?"
All he got in response was pain flaring up all of a sudden, the ache in his back growing worse, and he grimaced, rubbing his back. "Yeah, all right, I got the message," he muttered and grimaced when he looked down at the floor.
Sidestepping the small puddle, he left the room and went into the bathroom to grab a large towel. No way was he just leaving that puddle like that before leaving to the hospital. It'd be a couple of days at least before he could return home and if Itachi's behaviour after Aihime's birth was anything to go by, Sasuke wouldn't be home much either in the next couple of days.
Dropping the towel on top of the mess, he left it to soak it up and went to his closet next, picking out a clean pair of track bottoms and another pair of underwear. The way his trousers stuck to his legs felt uncomfortable and he wasn't about to go to the hospital in wet clothes.
After changing into the fresh clothes, he threw the other ones into the basket and returned to the bedroom for the second time to retrieve his bag. The large duffel bag, stuffed to the brim with extra clothes for him and some diapers, baby clothes, a pacifier and some bottles – in case breastfeeding wouldn't work out for him – was resting against the wall next to their closet and he stopped in front of it; his toes pushing into the stiff material.
The sight of it made him a tad dizzy all of a sudden and he took a deep breath, feeling the edges of panic licking at him, threatening to slip through the cracks. God, he was becoming a dad today. In just a couple of hours, he and Sasuke would finally be holding their son in their arms, discover how he looked like after months of feeling him move around in his belly. He would leave this morning with his baby still in his womb, but by tonight the months long wait would be over and he would be holding his baby in his arms.
Their baby would actually be here, finally after all this time, and that realisation was overwhelming. A year ago he had still been single, living alone in a shitty apartment, and his greatest concern had been money and hoping that his best friend would never discover his true feelings for him.
Now he lived in a house together with Sasuke and in a couple of hours they would be welcoming their son into their family. Two would become three.
Everything was about to change.
"Fuck, am I ready for this?" he whispered and swallowed, his hands drifting down to cup his stomach. Was he ready to become a father? The prospect of it suddenly looked so daunting, but …
His mind flashed back to the past months, to all those moments spent perfecting the look of the nursery, imagining him sitting there in the rocking chair with his baby whilst feeding him; feeling every kick, every push and marvelling about experiencing his baby moving around in him; watching enraptured at the screen whenever Tsunade showed him his son and sneaking glances at the ultrasounds later on.
Fantasising about how his son would look like, who he would resemble the most, whose temperament he would lean closest to. The overwhelming feeling of love that he already felt for the little being inside of him, feeling protective over him whenever he thought of the dangers that could be present outside in the world. Wishing the best for him even when he still naively had believed he'd be able to give up his child.
Without being conscious of it at first, he started softly smiling when he thought of how close he was to holding his baby in his arms. The thought of becoming a dad, of taking care of his son when he would no longer be in his stomach – it was still scary. He worried he was going to screw up, that his own childhood bereft of a real parental figure had fucked him up.
But then he thought of Sasuke downstairs, of his friends, of how much he loved his baby already … And he realised he could do this. He might make mistakes, might screw up sometimes, but he had help, people who loved him and would be there to help him get through whatever hurdle that would appear in front of him.
He could do this. He was ready – as ready as anyone could be who was on the verge of taking up the difficult task that was parenting.
Difficult, but oh so worth it.
Smiling, feeling a bit more at ease, even though there were still some nervous butterflies racing around in his stomach, he bent down and collected the handles of his duffel bag, hoisting it up. Holding the bag with one hand, he rested his other on top of his stomach, feeling it rippling underneath his touch.
"All right, let's discover just how much we can shock your papa with the news you're coming today, hm?"
"Naruto? Are you done changing? I need to leave in a bit," Sasuke called out from downstairs.
The blond smiled wryly and answered, "I'm on my way."
He descended the staircase carefully, pausing once when the pain flared up again – contractions, his mind helpfully supplied – and stood at the foot of the stairs for a moment, closing his eyes briefly as he took a deep breath. Then he walked to the kitchen, guided by the footsteps he heard there.
Sasuke stood with his back to him in front of the counter, placing the newspaper there right when Naruto paused in the doorway. "There you are, I was already starting to wonder what took you so long," Sasuke said, putting his cup in the sink. "I need to leave soon; Itachi and I have a meeting planned with a new client."
"Yeah, about that – you'll have to cancel that meeting, I'm afraid," Naruto said lightly, dropping the bag down next to him.
"Why would I cancel the meeting? Is something - " Sasuke cut himself off abruptly when he turned around and spotted the bag on the floor. "Naruto?" he asked warily; his gaze switching back and forth between the bag and the pregnant man next to it.
"Your son apparently can't wait a measly two days longer and decide today's the day," Naruto said airily, waving his hands as if saying 'tada!'. "My water broke. The baby's coming today."
Dark eyes widened, growing to the size of saucers. "What?" Sasuke asked dumbfounded and all right, Naruto could forgive him for that reaction. It wasn't like he hadn't been in shock either when he felt his water break.
He pointed to his bag. "We need to go to the hospital. Our baby's not going to wait any longer and wants out today." He paused and added dryly, "And I can hardly push him out."
A couple of seconds passed by in silence until Sasuke cursed and snatched his keys from the table, pocketing his phone at the same time. "Shit, all right, let's go. We're going to the hospital."
"Don't you need to call your brother first?" Naruto asked amused and bent down to grab his bag.
Before he could completely reach down, however, Sasuke had already snatched it off the floor. "No, I'll call him when we're there; he'll just have to do the meeting on his own," the dark haired man said dismissively. Resting a hand on Naruto's lower back, they made their way into the hallway where they exchanged their slippers for shoes. "You in pain?"
Naruto shrugged, stuffing his feet into a pair of old, battered trainers, which were easy to slip in and out of. "My back's been aching since early this morning and I'm getting contractions, but it's not too bad so far."
They stepped outside after putting on their jackets and Sasuke locked the door behind them. Rain was still streaming down heavily, creating big puddles in places where the footway dipped slightly. Their footsteps crunched heavily on the gravel as they hurried to the car; Sasuke threw the duffel bag in the boot of the car while Naruto sat down in the front, rubbing his belly soothingly.
He still felt nervous at the prospect that in a couple of hours he would be a dad for real, but the thought that soon he would be able to hold his son in his arms excited him and when Sasuke slid behind the steering wheel, his foot was already tapping on the floor; his outlet for the jittery sensation that had taken a hold of him.
He stilled when a hand covered his own and he turned to look at Sasuke, who leant over to kiss him softly on his lips. "We'll be able to hold our son in our arms soon," he murmured; his free hand dipped down to touch Naruto's belly.
Naruto smiled, exhilaration and nerves running rampant in him, as he covered Sasuke's hand on his stomach with his own. "Yeah, we will."
"Can I help you?" The woman at the nurse's station looked at them inquiringly; her dark brown hair tied neatly back in a short ponytail.
"My partner's water broke," Sasuke explained; his eyes wide and glimmering; a tiny smile constantly playing around the corners of his mouth.
Light brown eyes flickered towards Naruto and she smiled. "All right, a nurse will guide you to your room shortly. Can I get the name of your doctor?"
"Senju Tsunade-sensei," Naruto answered, still finding it odd to tack the suffix onto her name when he always called her either just Tsunade, baa-chan or occasionally the hag – though that last one usually ended up with him sporting a bump if she heard it.
Recognition lit up in her eyes and she nodded, reaching out for the phone. "I'll call her to inform her. Honda-san?" As a light brown haired nurse started making her way over to them, dressed in the white uniform every nurse wore, the receptionist addressed them cheerfully, "If you'd fill in these papers, that'd be great. A nurse will show you to your room shortly."
After filling in the questionnaire – "Are you allergic to any sedations in particular?", "How the hell should I know? It's not like I had to be sedated that many times already!" – the nurse, Honda, brought them to the second floor to room 202. She told him to change into a hospital shirt and then connected his stomach with several wires to the monitor, assuring him Tsunade would come by soon to check on his progress.
"If you need help, just press that button right there and a nurse will be here immediately. But," she smiled brightly, "it's looking good so far!" With those reassuring words, she left the room, closing the door behind her.
"I'm going to call Itachi and mother," Sasuke announced, lowering the duffel bag against the wall. "You want me to call Jiraiya and Iruka as well?"
"No, let's wait with informing them – they're only going to worry about nothing until the baby's here and I'm not in the mood to deal with their fussing," Naruto replied, wrinkling his nose and uncovering his own phone out of his jacket. Iruka and Jiraiya would probably outdo each other in being a nervous wreck while waiting; Naruto himself was already feeling nervous, he didn't need dealing with their fussing on top of that.
Sasuke snorted, sliding his phone out of his pocket. "Fair, I guess."
"I am going to call Gaara, though," the blond man muttered, already pulling up his friend's phone number.
"Sure, I'll go to the hallway for my calls," Sasuke said, slipping out of the room and leaving the door ajar.
With regular beeping as his background noise – which he guessed was connected to his and his baby's vitals – Naruto pressed on 'Call' and lifted his phone to his ear, waiting for the red haired man to pick up.
"Naruto," Gaara greeted him after a couple of seconds. He must have had his phone next to him. "You're calling early."
"Ah yeah, my water broke, so I'm at the hospital now," Naruto smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "I figured I'd let you - "
"I'm on my way," was Gaara's abrupt reply and before Naruto could say anything else, the other man had hung up.
"Huh." Naruto blinked and lowered his phone, staring at the screen which displayed 'Call ended'. After a few seconds the screen dimmed until fading completely to black. He had just wanted to warn Gaara, but he guessed he should have expected a response like that.
"Mother's on her way," Sasuke told him when he came back into the room. "Itachi can't cancel the meeting, so we won't see him for a bit, but he mentioned calling Deidara, so we're probably going to see him soon."
"That wouldn't surprise me," Naruto grinned and waved his phone in the air, before dropping it on the nightstand. "Gaara's on his way too." Then he winced and clutched his stomach when a new contraction, stronger than the ones before, surprised him and he inhaled sharply.
"You want me to call a nurse and see if they can give you something against the pain?" Sasuke questioned, his eyebrows drawn together in concern as he sank down in the chair next to Naruto, offering his hand.
The younger man accepted it, lacing their fingers together. Once the pain had subsided he breathed out slowly and sat up, only now realising he had been sitting bent over. "No, I'll be fine," he reassured the older man. "It's not like I have to go through this for hours. Anyway, want to make a bet who'll be here first?" he added with a cheeky smile.
Dark eyes rolled. "That's not going to be a fair bet, considering we don't know whether they're all on the road already," Sasuke pointed out.
"Please, as if any of them is going to take their time," Naruto snorted, arching an eyebrow. Especially not when they had surprised them all with the news that the baby would come two days earlier.
"It's either going to be mother or Deidara," Sasuke said to his surprise and he shrugged when blue eyes stared at him. "She might live the furthest away from the hospital, but I wouldn't put it past her to drive way past the speed limit to get here as soon as possible."
"She doesn't look like the type," Naruto muttered stunned, feeling like he had just discovered some world ending news. Mikoto always appeared so calm, so demure and polite, it was difficult to imagine her breaking traffic rules for a grandson who wasn't even born yet.
"Oh, but she is, trust me." Sasuke sank back into his chair, but still kept his fingers tangled together with Naruto's. "I suggest you enjoy your peace and quiet while you still can – I doubt we'll get those once the cavalry has arrived."
It turned out to be a close tie between Mikoto and Deidara. Deidara entered the room first, holding Aihime against his chest in a sling, with Mikoto following closely behind.
"As impatient as his daddy, hm?" Deidara smirked; his eyes glinting amused when they landed on the younger blond in the bed.
Naruto stuck out his tongue, for the moment unable to say anything as another contraction had him squeezing Sasuke's hand tightly. To his credit, the dark haired man didn't complain, but let his hand be crushed with only a mere twitch of his mouth.
"Funny," Naruto snarked, sinking back down against his pillow. "Just because yours stayed inside until the right date …"
"How are you feeling, Naruto-kun?" Mikoto smiled, giving his free hand a quick squeeze. She unwrapped her long scarf and removed her long, marine blue coat, draping both items over the empty chair next to the window.
"That's what I want to know as well." Tsunade strode into the room, her white doctor's coat billowing behind her and a stethoscope dangling around her neck. "I hadn't expected to see you here until Friday, brat."
"Yeah, well, it's not like it's my fault," Naruto huffed, watching how she studied the screen carefully. "I'm fine by the way. The contractions suck and I can't wait to have him out of me, but I'm fine."
Tsunade snorted and patted his arm. "Good to know. Both your vitals are looking good by the way. I'll tell the nurses to prepare a room for the surgery. Not like we'll have to wait for the proper amount of dilation in your case," she added amused.
"Can I stay with him during the surgery?" Sasuke questioned; his other hand resting against Naruto's belly.
The doctor nodded. "I don't see why not. It'll be local sedation only, so Naruto will be awake too. A screen will be placed in front of your stomach, though, so you won't see anything until the baby's out," she explained and her eyes gleamed. "Hope you're not too squeamish, Uchiha. Things might get a bit bloody."
With those parting words, she left the room, closing the door behind her.
"I feel like she's enjoying this," Naruto said blankly.
"She probably is, un," Deidara smiled, sitting down at his feet. Cradling Aihime's head with his hand, he asked curiously, "So what are you going to call my nephew?"
A moment of silence and then –
"Fuck! I knew we had forgotten something!" Naruto cried out in dismay and Sasuke groaned, burying his face in his hand.
They hadn't decided on a name yet.
"You're really considering calling him Menma?" Gaara asked sceptically, crossing his arms. He had arrived a little while after Tsunade's visit; the bags underneath his eyes were barely visible – proof he had slept recently – and he was wearing the green cashmere sweater Temari had bought for him a couple of years ago.
"See!" Sasuke waved at him impatiently. "Thank you! Now you hear it from someone else!"
"What is wrong with that name?" Naruto complained, even as Mikoto and Deidara were grinning. "Seriously, what do you have against it? It's a great name!"
"It's a topping for ramen," Gaara said blankly.
"And what's wrong with - " Naruto's breath hitched and he curled an arm around his belly. Something – something felt off. His baby had been fussing slightly, but now he –
The machines started blearing loudly, their shrill beeping echoing through the hospital room. For a moment everyone froze and then the door slammed open and a nurse rushed in, going to the monitor instantly.
"What's wrong?" Tsunade hurried into the room, her sharp eyes landing on the monitor.
"The baby's in distress, Tsunade-sensei," the nurse said and stepped out of the way when Tsunade grabbed the transducer and shoved the hospital gown up, baring Naruto's belly. The gel was slathered on his skin hastily and she moved the transducer up and down, looking at the screen to see what was happening.
"Wh-what's wrong?" Naruto asked, his heart speeding up as panic started to rise. His baby was in distress? What the fuck did that even mean? What was happening? Was something wrong with his baby? Was he –
Was he going to lose his son after all?
"The umbilical cord got wrapped around your baby's neck, we need to operate now!" Tsunade snapped, dropping the transducer, as two other nurses flitted in, joining the first one. "Get him to the operation room immediately! We need to get the baby out now; we don't have time to waste!"
Blue eyes met horrified black ones before he was hastily wheeled out of the room, leaving his family in shock behind. He heard Sasuke saying, "I'm going with him!" but Tsunade pushed him back, surprisingly gently.
"No, sorry, Uchiha, but you can't. The partner can't be present during an emergency C-section. You'll have to stay here," she told him before turning around to follow the nurses. "I'll come get you once it's safe."
Dread filled him like a block of ice and he swallowed, but the lump in his throat refused to go away. "Is – is my baby going to die?" he choked out. He didn't want to ask the question, afraid of the answer, but he needed to know.
He needed to know whether this was the last time he would feel his baby moving again, whether when he woke up again if he had to say goodbye instead of hello to his precious son.
After all this time, would he end up losing his baby after all? Was this his punishment for wanting to keep what wasn't originally his?
Pain squeezed his chest so tightly it became harder for him to breathe and the lights on the ceiling were flashing by too quickly, making him nauseous.
"I'm going to do everything I can to save your baby, okay, Naruto?" Tsunade murmured; her face grim with determination. "You hang on there; I'll take care of you both, I promise."
"Y-you pr-promise?" he slurred and blinked, his vision growing fuzzy all of a sudden. Everything was starting to feel really heavy, like gravity was suddenly taking a toll, and breathing became a lot harder to do. He felt someone shaking his arm, talking urgently to him, but the words and the face didn't register anymore.
One blink and bright light greeted him. Another blink and he thought he could hear doors slamming open.
A third blink and –
Then nothing.
He floated for a while, surrounded by nothing than darkness. It pulsed around him, enveloped him and drowned him, latching onto him with greedy appendages and not letting him go, no matter how much he struggled.
He knew he had to fight, instinctively knew there was something waiting for him even if he couldn't immediately recall what.
The darkness was heavier, though. Stronger and he started drifting away again.
Broken white greeted him when he slowly opened his eyes and for a while he did nothing but stare at the colour. He felt like he had been run over by a truck; his throat was sore as if something had been obstructing it for a while and there was a strange, unsettling emptiness where his stomach should be. As if someone had carved out his stomach, leaving him hollow.
Something dark shifted into his line of view and he blinked a couple of times. When his eyes focused, he realised with a start he was staring straight into Sasuke's face.
Sasuke.
So that meant he …
"Are you with me, Naruto?" Sasuke asked quietly, looking paler than usual. His skin was a sickly white and his eyes were oddly red rimmed. He looked like shit, like he hadn't had a good rest in a long time.
"Y-yeah, I'm – I'm here," Naruto croaked and made a move to sit up. Instantly pain blazed and he fell down with a rough shout.
Sasuke pressed on something against the wall and after a couple of long seconds the pain abated to a dull throb.
"You have to be careful," Sasuke scolded him, but it was half hearted at best. "You just had surgery and you can't move too fast yet."
"Surgery …" Naruto repeated numbly and his eyes slid down to his stomach. His stomach which was no longer rounded and big, but flattish.
No longer round and big …
"My baby!" His hand shot out and he gripped Sasuke's arm tightly, staring at him with wild eyes. "How's our baby? Is he okay? Did they – did he …" He couldn't get the words out and trembled instead, his chest hurting as he shuddered, trying to supress a sob.
Fingers curled around his hand and gently removed it from Sasuke's wrist. "He's okay," Sasuke replied thickly, looking like he would collapse any second now. "There were some complications, but they were on time."
"He's not – he's okay?" Naruto asked in a small voice, not daring to hope yet.
"Yeah, he's okay. The cord wasn't long enough around his neck to do any lasting damage. You're both going to be okay," Sasuke whispered, pressing a kiss against Naruto's limp hand.
Relief had never felt so sweet before. "Can I – can I see him? I want to see him," he said, making his voice stronger. His entire body felt heavy, but he needed to see his son.
He needed to see with his own eyes that his baby boy was okay, that he was still here.
"Of course, he's right here," Sasuke murmured and turned around, bending down towards something.
It was a crib, Naruto realised with his heart pounding heavily. A crib which contained his –
When Sasuke turned around again, he was holding a bundle of light blue blankets. "Say hello to our son, Naruto," he announced, blinking rapidly as he lowered the bundle into Naruto's waiting arms. "He's got all ten toes and fingers and the nurses declared him completely healthy."
He had to be careful with how he moved his arms as any movement seem to tug at his stitches, but he didn't care because when his arms closed around the bundle and he looked down, he saw his son.
His baby boy with fine black hair covering his scalp, rose coloured, chubby cheeks and a rosebud mouth. His son who sleepily opened his eyes – a very, very deep blue, which might turn into the black colour of his papa – and who yawned, smacking his lips together as he stared at Naruto.
"Hey there," Naruto whispered and something wet and hot trailed down his cheeks as he carefully brushed his finger across his baby's cheek. "I'm your daddy, sweetheart. I can't believe how beautiful you are," he laughed weakly and something wet splashed apart on the blanket.
When he tore his gaze away from his perfect baby boy, he saw silent tears dripping down Sasuke's cheeks and he offered him a smile, beckoning him closer with a jerk of his head. "I can't believe we made him, look at him!"
Sasuke sank down carefully next to him, placing his arm around Naruto's shoulder; a reassuring weight. He cupped their son's head with his other hand; his skin brushing against the blond's. "You did an amazing job," he said against Naruto's temple, nuzzling him before pressing a kiss against it.
Naruto grinned watery. "We did an amazing job," he amended; his gaze trailing back down to his son. "He's so beautiful," he murmured mesmerized, watching how deep blue eyes wandered across the room unfocused.
"I thought I had lost you both," Sasuke admitted quietly; his own eyes fixated on their baby. "I didn't know what was happening and it felt like the surgery was taking hours …" he trailed off, taking a shuddering breath.
Carefully, ignoring the warning twinge in his stomach, he reached out with his hand and cupped Sasuke's cheek. "Hey, we're both here," Naruto said gently. "I'll always come back to you. I'm like weed – you can't get rid of me that easily, bastard."
"I'm holding you on to that," Sasuke said and bent his head to capture Naruto's mouth in a soft kiss. "I love you," he whispered against the blond's parted lips.
"I love you too," Naruto murmured, tasting salt.
When he thought of how close he had come to losing his baby … His grip tightened around his baby and he looked back down at him. It felt like a miracle that his son had survived without any lasting harm. They had been so lucky …
And then he suddenly knew: the perfect name for his little boy.
"I know the perfect name for him," he said, still looking at his baby.
"Yeah? What do you have in mind?"
"Yukio."
"Yukio," Sasuke repeated softly and when blue eyes glanced up, he saw a smile unfurling across Sasuke's lips. "Yeah, that's perfect."
"Welcome to the family, Yukio," Naruto smiled, kissing his baby's forehead.
Yukio started wiggling, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly as he turned his head back and forth restlessly, looking like he was searching for something.
"Oh! Are you hungry?" Naruto cooed and with some help of Sasuke, he uncovered one nipple and guided Yukio's mouth to it. After a couple of tries, Yukio latched on and started sucking enthusiastically, one of his tiny hands resting against Naruto's chest.
It felt somewhat weird, the sensation odd, as Yukio kept sucking contently, his eyes closed, but at the same time – it felt amazing. Yukio's small, warm weight on his chest was reassuring and it was amazing to realise he was feeding his own baby, that he was taking care of him in this way. That he could share something so intimate with his baby. The sudden surge of love he felt for this small being was overwhelming and he had to blink away tears. He hadn't realised before just how much he had come to love his baby boy already.
And now he was here: safe and well in his daddy's arms, filling up his tummy.
"Where's everybody?" he asked softly, once he became fully aware that it was only him, Sasuke and Yukio in the room.
"They're waiting downstairs; said they'll come by once you're feeling up to it," Sasuke replied, smiling faintly. "Itachi got here an hour ago."
"Did you call Jiraiya and Iruka?"
"No, not yet. I was waiting for you to wake up."
Naruto nodded, hearing the unspoken worry in his lover's voice, and rubbed his cheek briefly against Sasuke's arm, in lieu of using a hand as both were cradling his baby.
"How long was I out?" he asked hesitatingly.
"A couple of hours," Sasuke said, releasing his breath slowly.
"Sorry for worrying you," Naruto murmured, hating that he was the cause of those red rimmed eyes and faint traces of worry buried deep into black eyes.
"Not your fault," the dark haired man snorted softly, but all the same his arm tightened around Naruto's shoulder as if he was afraid the blond would disappear into thin air if he didn't keep holding on.
For a while they were quiet, watching their son nursing from Naruto's chest. It was a peaceful silence and the blond man relished in it. He'd call in their family soon, but for now he just wanted to bask a little longer in the presence of his son and Sasuke alone.
Sasuke made Yukio burp onto a towel that he had placed across his shoulder, rubbing his back slowly, once the baby was done eating. After wiping off his mouth, Sasuke returned him to Naruto's arms and he himself settled back next to the younger man, his arm snaking back around his shoulders.
Obviously tired from the whole ordeal of entering the world and eating his tummy full, it didn't take long for Yukio to nod off and fall asleep. Naruto guessed he should return him to his crib for the time being, but he was content to hold him and try to pick out just what Yukio had inherited from whom. He was pretty sure the nose was all Sasuke's and the black hair was obvious, though it would be interesting to see whether Yukio would inherit Naruto's spiky, out of control hair, or Sasuke's.
"Do you want me to call - " Sasuke cut himself off when the door opened and they both turned their heads in surprise.
A nurse with long, blonde hair put up in a high ponytail entered the room and appeared surprised to see Yukio lying on Naruto's chest. "They put the baby here with you?" she inquired bemused, approaching the bed.
"Yeah, why wouldn't they?" Naruto asked baffled. Wasn't it normal for babies to be with their parents? Or was it because he had had an emergency C-section?
"Well, it's not normal procedure in a case like this," she informed them and the way she looked at him, that odd sympathy shining through in her light blue eyes, had him instantly on edge.
"What do you mean, in a case like this?" Sasuke knitted his eyebrows, leaning forwards slightly. "Naruto's well enough to hold him, clearly, and he even just fed him without any problems."
"You fed him?" The incredulous tone in the nurse's voice had both men bristling.
"What's wrong with that?" Naruto asked tersely, still trying to keep his voice as low as possible as to not disturb his sleeping son.
"It wouldn't be wrong normally, but it's not exactly encouraged in your case," she explained with a slight grimace. "Too much risk of bonding with the baby, you see."
Something was seriously wrong here and Naruto's stomach did an uncomfortable flip. "Of course I'm bonding with my baby – why wouldn't I?" he asked sharply, but his heart was starting to beat quicker as a sense of unease fell over him.
"Why are you here?" Sasuke inquired coolly; his face disturbingly blank.
She frowned, as if they were the ones being difficult now. "I'm here to take the baby to his mother."
"There is no mother. I carried him; it's mine and Sasuke's baby," Naruto retorted; his ears started to ring and he unconsciously tightened his embrace, cradling Yukio closer to his chest. What the fuck was that nurse talking about? Yukio was his baby, his son, no one else's!
She held up her hands placatingly. "Look, I know this must be hard for you, considering you carried him for all those months," she started sympathetically. "But I'm just doing my job here. The mother is expecting him and I'm here to bring him to her."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Sasuke hissed; his eyes practically spitting fire. "There is no mother!" Then he suddenly twisted his head to the door and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Beyond agitated and confused now, Naruto glanced past him and froze at the sight of the woman in the doorway.
Sakura smiled coolly at them, walking leisurely into the room as if she had a right to be here; the sound of her heels against the tiled floor grating on Naruto's nerves.
"Ah, sorry, Sakura," the nurse apologised to their shock. "The other nurses made a mistake and allowed the baby to stay with him. I was just about to bring him to you."
"Don't worry, Ino," Sakura smiled pleasantly, stopping a couple of feet away from the bed. "I was expecting some trouble."
"What the fuck do you think you're doing here?" Sasuke asked and his tone was below freezing now; his eyes burning like the pits of hell as he stared with loathing at his ex-wife.
"I'm here to get what's rightfully mine," she announced coolly.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not giving up my baby, Sakura?" Naruto hissed. This was supposed to be the happiest day of his life, the birth of his son, and she was ruining that because she couldn't let things go. How could she? When would she realise she needed to quit? She was only making a fool out of herself now.
"You can tell me that as many times as you want to, but it doesn't change the fact that that baby is mine," she told him coldly. "I'll take you to court if I have to."
"To court? You don't have any proof!" Naruto spat, shielding his son's head with his hand from her sight.
She clucked her tongue, shaking her head in disappointment. "That's where you're wrong. I've got your signature on paper stating you're signing away your parental rights, remember?"
"Have you completely lost your mind?" Naruto asked incredulously, staring at her like she was insane. She had to be, because why else would she believe he was renouncing his own child? Had she completely snapped to think Naruto would ever sign any paper like that? "Like I would sign a paper like that!"
She raised an eyebrow and fished something out of her purse. "Here's your signature," she said, her eyes glinting with so much triumph it made Naruto sick.
Unwillingly, despite knowing he had never signed any paper with that kind of content, his attention was drawn towards the paper she was holding out to them. She came close enough so that they could read what was written. There was a lot of legal jargon on that paper, but Naruto could pick up enough to understand that the document was indeed talking about him renouncing all his rights with regards to the baby he had conceived with Sasuke.
And right there, at the end of the page, Naruto's signature – his signature – stared out at them accusingly.
AN2: Does this answer the question what Sakura's going to do? LOL
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Melissa
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