Of Silver Linings and Blue Yonder | By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 18517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or make any profit of it. Kishimoto owns it |
Author's note: Took me a bit longer than expected, but at least I managed to finish it ^^;
Thanks to the following reviewer: smint45
Warnings: implied mature content; Itachi taking up his big brother role; flashback. The main story takes place after Naruto discovers he's pregnant for the first time; the flashback takes place when Itachi is twenty-five years old, so around six years before the main story.
Dedicated to: Aural
I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 7
Long fingers tightened around fine, golden blond hair; several strands of it wound around his fingers as he urgently pressed down with his hand. Hips stuttered, surrounded by an intense heat. A moan was choked by teeth clamping together, but it still came out muffled as his back arched when liquid heat seemingly streamed throughout his entire body, lightening up his veins as an intense white light filled his vision. His body felt both light and heavy when he came down again and he blearily opened his eyes, meeting sparkling sky blue eyes.
A tongue came out to lick reddened lips and he groaned.
"Tease," he muttered as he fell back against the pillows.
"Wrong name, Itachi; a tease doesn't finish what he starts, un," Deidara grinned cheekily and laid down next to him, looking like a sated lion. His hand absentmindedly scratched Itachi's stomach and the younger man nuzzled his collarbone. "I hardly think it's right to call me a tease after what I just did, un."
Itachi chuckled and slipped an arm around his husband. "I suppose not," he admitted, slightly breathless.
Even the heat of the day that still simmered in the air, permeating their bedroom, couldn't irritate him now. Deidara had always known the best way to get him to relax.
Turning on his side to face the blond, he teasingly trailed his fingers over the man's flat stomach, feeling him shiver underneath his fingertips, and murmured, "But just to be certain, I'd suggest we …"
The ringtone of his phone rudely interrupted him and they both startled at the loud noise. Itachi furrowed his eyebrows as he turned around to grab his phone, recognising the ringtone as the one had set up for his little brother. What on earth could his brother possibly want now?
"What?" he barked as soon as he picked up and ignored Deidara's admonishing cluck of his tongue. He didn't appreciate being interrupted when he finally had some alone time with his mate; spending time alone with the beautiful Omega had become rather difficult since Shion had been born.
"He's pregnant, Itachi-nii-san," Sasuke blurted out. "I'm going to be a father!"
So Naruto had informed him; though Itachi supposed the blond didn't have much choice with Deidara's none too subtle call to Sasuke earlier today. "What do you think about that?" he asked carefully, having picked up the odd tone of his brother.
Deidara might have been very secure in his assurance that Sasuke would love to become a father, but Itachi wasn't quite that secure. His brother was good with his nephews, but there was a stark difference between caring for the children of another and those of your own. Factor in the fact that he hadn't been together for that long with Naruto … It was a precarious situation.
He sat up and frowned when silence rang between him and Sasuke. "Sasuke?" Had the line dropped?
"I … I'm happy with it. Really happy, nii-san," Sasuke admitted honestly and Itachi relaxed. The older man heard him inhale deeply. "I just … What if I fuck up? What if I'm not going to be a good dad? I can't fuck this up, Itachi!" He sounded at the verge of hyperventilation; panic clearly audible through the line.
"Sasuke, you're not going to fuck up," Itachi retorted sharply and felt Deidara sitting up as well; keeping one hand on his arm.
"You don't know that!" Sasuke snapped and he sounded upset. "I don't know how to be a father; what if I screw up? There are so many things that can go wrong; I don't want to be like father! I have no idea – what if my child is going to hate me?"
And there was the real issue. More than being afraid of screwing up as a parent, Sasuke was afraid he would end up being like their father: cold and calculating. Itachi thought that fear was ungrounded and ridiculous, because Sasuke simply didn't have it in him to be that cold and calculating. His little brother wasn't like that at all.
"Sasuke, you're not going to screw up," Itachi replied calmly and settled back into the pillows with Deidara resting his head on his shoulder. Raking his hand through messy, long, blond hair, he continued, "Nobody knows how to be a father the first time; that's normal. But you're not going to screw up and you're not going to turn out like our father, I promise."
"You can't promise that," Sasuke snorted, slightly bitter.
"I know you, otouto," the older Uchiha murmured and released a soft sigh. "You don't have it in you to be like father, trust me."
"That kind of sounds like you're insulting me," Sasuke pointed out, a bit petulant.
A snort escaped Itachi before he could contain it. "Not insulting you, just telling you like that it is. It's going to be fine, you'll see. You'll be a great dad," he reassured his brother and a slight grimace tainted his lips. He couldn't recall the last time he had to calm down his brother like this; he really loved his little brother – though the man could act quite stupid at times, like now – but his reassurance had never been this explicit before. Sasuke had been easy to calm down when he was little; a simple pat on his head or a poke against his forehead and a reassuring glance had often been more than enough to set the boy at ease. Talking about it was something they very rarely did.
Deidara might be on to something when he called the Uchiha men emotionally constipated.
"Just because you were perfect from the first minute," Sasuke grumbled, but this time he was just being contrary for the sake of it. He didn't sound so panicked anymore. "At least I didn't stutter and faint like that idiot of a Suigetsu."
Deidara must have heard that particular comment, because he snickered; his sky blue eyes alight with amusement. "Yes, what an idiot, un," he teased and outright laughed when Itachi scowled at him.
"What did Deidara say?" Sasuke asked curiously, having heard his brother-in-law laughing.
"Nothing of importance," Itachi responded smoothly, but his cheeks were slightly flushed with embarrassment as he was forced to remember how he had reacted when Deidara had informed him he was pregnant the first time.
He slid from behind the wheel and closed the door, walking to the trunk to get his briefcase out of it. "Are you sure that you don't need me to talk to her?" he asked and quirked an eyebrow, grabbing his briefcase before slamming the trunk shut. He placed it briefly on the floor to lock his car and a short 'beep, beep' resounded through the garage.
His brother huffed annoyed and there was rustling of paper in the background. "Yes, I'm sure. I don't need your help, nii-san," he retorted sharply.
"It sounds like she isn't quite getting that you're through with her, though," Itachi pointed out calmly and made his way to the front door, frowning when he cast a look at the sky. Dark grey clouds were gathering and the Alpha wondered whether they would release snow or rain.
"Yeah, well, that's her fucking problem, isn't it?" Sasuke snapped tetchily. "Stay out of this, Itachi."
The older Alpha sighed; irritation flashing up. "Look, it wouldn't be a problem, you know? She'll stop contacting you if I - "
"I have a shit ton of homework left to do," Sasuke interrupted him brusquely. "Talk to you another time."
Click.
Itachi clenched his teeth together and slipped his phone in his pocket. Well, this time their conversation had lasted ten minutes, which had to be some kind of record since Sasuke had started his studies. He knew his little brother was set on being as independent as possible, but there was no harm in allowing his older brother to talk to his ex-girlfriend, so that she would finally stop bugging him. Sasuke had broken up with her three weeks ago, but so far every day without fail she continued to try contacting him to beg for another chance. Itachi didn't know the whole story why Sasuke had broken up with her after a relationship of two years, but it had to have been something serious.
If only Sasuke would allow him to help him. Fuck, but his little brother was way too stubborn for his own good – where the hell did he get his stubbornness from?
The front door fell shut with a soft 'click' and he rested his briefcase against the wall in order to remove his coat, scarf and his shoes; retrieving his phone out of his pocket once it hung on the peg.
His irritation must have been still visible on his face when he entered the kitchen, because Deidara looked up with concern lurking in his eyes.
"Did something happen today, un?" he asked worriedly and tilted his head back to accept the kiss Itachi bestowed on his lips. He slowed down his stirring of the tomato soup.
Itachi had had meetings lasting to eight thirty tonight and as such he was not in the mood for an elaborate dinner. Soup would be more than enough for him now. He had lucked out with Deidara as his mate, because the blond Omega was quite understanding about his tendency to run late. That didn't mean that Itachi didn't try his best to arrive home at an appropriate hour, though.
Pressing his face in Deidara's neck, he inhaled his comforting scent and tightened his grip around the Omega's waist. "Sasuke called me," he replied muffled.
His husband stilled in his embrace for a moment. "What did he say, un?" he inquired carefully, knowing that Sasuke had been a sensitive subject for a while now, and began ladling the soup in a white bowl.
"His ex keeps calling him," Itachi murmured and released his embrace, sagging down onto one of the kitchen chairs while he loosened his tie. "I assume he needed someone to rant to and our parents were not a good choice for obvious reasons."
Deidara uttered a noise of acknowledgement and placed the bowl in front of him, taking a seat across from the Alpha with a glass of apple juice. A blond eyebrow was quirked and the Omega suggested, "Maybe you should talk to his ex to get her to back off? Clearly Sasuke-kun's approach isn't quite working out, un."
Itachi heaved a sigh and shook his head before he took a careful sip of his soup. "I offered, but he refused. Said I should stay out of it." A slight tint of bitterness lingered in his voice and he stared down at the steaming soup. His bond with Sasuke might be in a bad place at the moment, but the younger man had never refused his help like that before.
A tanned hand closed around his own pale one and squeezed it reassuringly. He looked up, right into crystal blue eyes.
"Hey, it's going to be okay, un," Deidara murmured and squeezed his hand again. "You're his brother; no matter your differences now, at the end of the day he knows that you're there for him even if he doesn't want to admit that now."
Itachi didn't say anything, but squeezed back once before he returned back to his soup.
Deidara leant back against his chair with a smile – recognising the gesture for what it was.
"I know it's late and you have to get up extra early tomorrow, un, but there's something I have to tell you before we go to sleep," Deidara announced two hours later in their bedroom.
Itachi looked up from his place in the large bed and raised an eyebrow, his pen hovering above the contract that he was reading before signing.
Deidara had just taken a shower and his long, blond hair fell down his back like a waterfall; his bang covering his left eye before he impatiently stroked it behind his ear. He was dressed in a simple, blue shirt and black sweatpants.
"Oh? What's that?" Itachi questioned and signed the document after reading it once more. He put the papers and the pen on his nightstand, focusing his attention on his mate.
Deidara crawled into their bed and only now did the dark haired man take notice of the fact that the Omega kept one hand firmly stuffed into the pocket of his sweatpants.
"I've got something for you, un," Deidara informed him and his grin was a mixture of someone knowing a secret and pure excitement.
Itachi regarded him bemused and then the Omega's hand left his pocket – showing a thin, white stick in the air. By now the blond was sitting close to the Alpha, so the latter had no problem reading the result on the small display.
His mouth dropped open in a quite undignified manner and he had snatched the stick out of Deidara's hand before he realised what he was doing.
"Wait, is – is this …" he stammered, heart rapidly beating in his chest, as his mind tried to come to terms with what he was currently holding in his own hand.
"Hm, hm, it's a pregnancy test," Deidara helpfully pointed out. He then added with a big grin, "A positive pregnancy test, un!"
"You – you're –" His mind blanked out completely and his eyes widened when realisation finally dawned on him. He knew he shouldn't be this surprised, considering they had actively been trying once the heavy heat months had started, but the actual result was hard to take in properly at the moment. Fuck, he was going to be …"I – I can't believe you're, you're …"
"I'm pregnant, Itachi," Deidara murmured, seemingly taking pity on his dumbstruck mate, and his gaze softened as he regarded his husband tenderly. "I'm having your baby, un."
Without any warning, blackness overtook his vision.
Admittedly fainting at hearing the news he would become a father wasn't one of his proudest moments and he could only thank his lucky stars that his mate was merciful enough not to blab to anyone what had really transpired when he informed the Alpha that he was pregnant. It made him appreciate his mate even more than he already did.
He was pulled back into his conversation with Sasuke when he heard some rustle in the background and muttering.
"I'll be back in a minute, I promise," Sasuke mumbled; his voice muffled because he wasn't talking into the receiver anymore.
He was probably talking to Naruto and Itachi huffed amused.
"What?" Sasuke asked warily, having heard the sound.
"Nothing," Itachi reassured him calmly. "It's getting late, otouto. We'll talk tomorrow again if you want to."
"That won't be necessary," the younger Alpha retorted hastily and Itachi smirked. It was silent for a moment until Sasuke said in a small voice, "Thank you, nii-san."
Itachi's face softened. "Any time, otouto."
A beep announced that Sasuke had hung up.
Blue eyes peered up at him when he turned back after discarding his phone on his nightstand.
"How's Sasuke-kun handling the news?" Deidara asked and shuffled closely to Itachi when the latter silently opened his arms.
"Better than I expected," Itachi admitted and drew the thin sheet over their bodies. "After panicking, he sounded quite happy about it."
"I knew he would, un," Deidara replied and smiled. "He'll be a great dad."
Itachi hummed in agreement and dropped a kiss on Deidara's forehead. A kiss pressed against his collarbone made him shiver slightly.
"And if he still panics, then he has a great big brother to ask advice of, un," Deidara murmured and swung his leg over Itachi's thighs.
Itachi merely smiled and closed his eyes.
He would never admit it aloud, but he was more than happy to have a close bond with Sasuke again.
And if he had to deal with Sasuke worrying about his future parenthood, well, that was a sacrifice he would gladly make for his younger brother.
They might be adults now, but he would never stop being Sasuke's big brother.
AN2: Itachi did not faint when Deidara told him he was pregnant for the second time - and he's quite proud of that accomplishment.
Please let me know what you thought about this chapter in a review; should you spot any mistakes left, please point them out to me.
Until the next chapter!
Cuddles
Melissa
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