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

Chapter List
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Author's note: Here I am with the next chapter.
Warnings: hm, slight cliffhanger?
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 8
"Kankuro, if you don't get your lazy arse off that couch, I'm going to stick my foot so far up your arse they're going to have to surgically remove it!" Temari snarled and threw one of her high heels at her brother, who ducked just in time to avoid having his cheek impaled by it.
"Fuck, you crazy bitch!" Kankuro cursed, but stood up, most likely to avoid having the other shoe thrown at him. "What the hell do you want?"
"Go get the beer out of my car," she ordered and threw him her set of keys, which he snatched out of the air deftly.
"You couldn't bring them up when you got here?" he grumbled, but slipped past her, stuffing his feet into his shoes. The door swung shut behind him.
"It's nice to see they don't change," Naruto remarked dryly from his spot near the window. Next to him Gaara rolled his eyes, taking a swig from his beer.
"Don't know why they bothered to show up," he grumbled annoyed. "I'd been fine with just you."
"Guess they want to celebrate their brother's birthday," the blond chuckled, nursing his own glass of soda.
"If they really wanted to celebrate my birthday, they can start by shutting up and stop being so loud," Gaara groused, glaring at his sister who was humming and busying herself in the kitchen with preparing lunch.
"That's how they show their love," Naruto grinned and received an unimpressed look for his trouble.
"I've bought more soda and that brand of apple juice you like," Gaara murmured, voice lowering as he glanced quickly at Temari. "There's also alcohol free beer if you want."
"Thanks," Naruto smiled and crossed his legs, slumping deeper into the comfortable couch.
He had told Gaara a few days ago that he was pregnant and his friend had reacted surprisingly supportive. Not that he had expected that Gaara would drop him, but the red haired man had made it quite clear what he thought about this. While his enthusiasm about the baby was quite underwhelming compared to Sakura's and Sasuke's, he had assured the blond man that he would be there for him whenever he was needed.
"When's your first appointment?" Gaara inquired, leaning his chin on his raised knee.
The door slammed open again and Kankuro entered, cursing up a storm as he hauled some heavy looking bags with him. "What the hell did you do? Buy the entire shelf?" he grunted as he placed the bags on the kitchen table.
"No, but maybe you're not used to exerting your muscles anymore," Temari snipped back and then they were bickering again, all the while flitting around the kitchen as they prepared the food and drinks for the party.
Naruto shook his head amused; used to their antics by now. "Yeah, at the end of this month," he replied and chuckled when he recalled Sakura's frantic calling to Tsunade. "Sakura-chan's pissed off because the old hag can't schedule me in sooner."
"What do you mean, you don't have an earlier empty slot?" Sakura asked incredulously.
Naruto looked up startled, surprised at how rude the pink haired woman sounded towards the doctor. "She's excited, huh?" he remarked, both amused and wary.
Sasuke snorted, glancing at him as he sank down next to him on the couch. "That's putting it mildly," he muttered, handing over a cup of tea.
"I understand you're busy, but Shishou …" Sakura trailed off; her face a mixture of frustration and embarrassment. She paused as Tsunade on the other end said something and then sighed, her shoulders slumping with disappointment. "All right, I guess we'll take that one then."
"Not like our input is required," Sasuke murmured dryly.
"Shishou's schedule is completely full for the next upcoming five weeks, but she managed to find an open spot for us at the end of the month," Sakura announced, her cheeks flushed. She clasped her hands together and rocked back and forth slightly. "So we'll confirm the exact amount of weeks then and of course get official confirmation that you're pregnant," she added and her green eyes shone with excitement.
"The both of you will be joining me then?" Naruto questioned, sipping from his steaming cup of tea.
"Of course we are!" she declared and almost looked insulted that the blond would think otherwise. "Our appointment is at four thirty; we'll come pick you up. We need to celebrate this!" She hurried into the kitchen and a few seconds later there was the sound of glasses being placed on the counter.
Naruto smiled, affected by the enthusiasm practically wafting off his pink haired friend, before he chanced a glance at Sasuke and his smile fell, replaced by worry. Gnawing on his lower lip, he considered the dark eyed man next to him. Aside from his stunned exclamation of Naruto being pregnant, Sasuke hadn't further reacted to the news and not for the first time Naruto wondered whether his best friend was actually okay with this. Sure, he had agreed and normally Sasuke wasn't one to do something he didn't want to do, but …
"What?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow, having taken notice of Naruto's staring.
Naruto cleared his throat and fiddled with the ear of his mug. Forcing himself not to look away, he asked, "Are you – are you happy with, you know? With the baby?" Uncertainty tainted his tone.
Instantly Sasuke's face shifted, becoming softer and he reached out with a hand to squeeze Naruto's shoulder. "I am happy, Naruto. Thank you for doing this," he murmured. He hesitated for a moment and then added, "It's just – a bit overwhelming right now. I still haven't completely wrapped my mind around the fact that I'm going to be a father." His smile was wry.
Naruto grinned and bumped their shoulders together. "You can't always be quick on the uptake." He winked and laughed when Sasuke scoffed and shoved him back.
"You're going to tell Jiraiya soon that you'll need a replacement at the end of the year?" Gaara asked, glancing warily at his siblings who seemed to be fighting about a bowl of salad of all things.
Naruto made a non-committal sound, drinking from his soda to avoid answering.
Green eyes narrowed dangerously. "You haven't even told him yet that you're playing Uchiha's surrogate, have you?" he questioned flatly.
The blond man squirmed guiltily, looking away from the accusing gaze. "I'm planning to!" he defended himself, careful to keep his voice down. "I just – need to find the right moment, that's all."
The truth was that he hadn't wanted to discuss this with Jiraiya before he was actually pregnant. There was no doubt in his mind that the older man would have tried to change his mind and the blue eyed man really hadn't been in the mood for yet another argument about it. Now that he was pregnant, there was nothing that could be done about it anymore and thus no sense in arguing about it. He felt slightly guilty for thinking like that, but it was what it was and he couldn't go back in time to change it.
Gaara uttered a sigh and shook his head. "Fine, just don't wait too long. Even he'll realise something is wrong once you start showing."
"I'll tell him soon, I promise," Naruto reassured his friend, but grimaced, not looking forward to that particular conversation.
"All right, food's ready!" Temari announced cheerfully, bringing in the bowl with salad. Behind her Kankuro followed with more bowls and plates.
The conversation effectively shut down by their presence, Gaara and Naruto made their way to the dinner table. They didn't talk about the pregnancy for the rest of the day.
A couple of days before his appointment with Tsunade, Naruto finally gathered enough courage to talk to Jiraiya. It wouldn't be an easy conversation, he could predict that already. Not only would he have to inform the older man that he was pregnant, but before he could do that, he'd have to explain that he possessed the O-gene; the mutation that made it possible for him to carry children.
So far he had only told four people in total about that and Jiraiya wasn't included in that total. He had only been told at age sixteen that he had a godfather after the solicitor had deemed him old enough to look into the will of his parents. Nobody had ever told him his parents had had a will and he had never managed to figure out why the solicitor had waited years to find him. The house his parents had had been sold quite quickly after the funeral and most of the money they had left behind had been used to cover the costs of Naruto's hospital stay and the funeral.
The will had stipulated that in the event of their death, Naruto was to be put under the care of Jiraiya, but for reasons unknown the older man hadn't been informed about that fact until thirteen years after their deaths – at the same moment Naruto had been informed about it.
The two men had got to know each other slowly and they had a fairly close bond now. However, in all the years Naruto had known Jiraiya, he had never once found a good moment to inform the other man about his O-gene. It just wasn't something that one could talk about out of the blue and as his past relationships had never been serious enough to lead to children, Naruto had decided to put off talking about it until there was actually a possibility of a child being in the picture.
Like now.
He had called Sasuke yesterday to ask him whether he and Sakura would mind if he informed Jiraiya about the whole situation. He wouldn't be able to hide his pregnancy in a couple of months, so Jiraiya would have had to be informed regardless of Sasuke's involvement with it, but Naruto wanted to explain to his godfather why he was carrying a child. Sure, he could play it off as the baby being his lover's, but Jiraiya would want to meet this supposed boyfriend then and clearly there was no such person in Naruto's life. However, Sasuke and Sakura might not like too many people knowing about the surrogacy, so he had left the choice up to them. If they wanted him to keep quiet about it, he'd figure out some excuse eventually.
They had discussed it for nearly an hour, before the couple had given him permission to inform Jiraiya about the surrogacy. Like Sakura had pointed out, it would be hard to explain why Naruto wouldn't be taking care of the child if Jiraiya didn't know about Naruto being their surrogate.
And if that remark had stung him somewhat, he'd been quick to ignore it and push it away to the back of his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Naruto steeled himself and knocked on the dark wooden door in front of him. Classes had ended half an hour ago and only a few stragglers were left in the hallway, discussing the upcoming weekend with each other. They didn't pay any attention to him and he ignored them in return.
"Enter!" Jiraiya's deep voice rumbled from within the room.
Heart beating ridiculously fast, Naruto opened the door slowly and stepped inside, letting the door swing shut behind him with a quiet 'click'.
Black eyes looked up and Jiraiya halted his hasty scribbling. The corners of his eyes wrinkled as he grinned. "Hey, Naruto, didn't expect to see you here today."
"Yeah, eh, I need to talk to you," Naruto started and wandered closer to the desk when his godfather waved him over.
"Talk to me as your boss or your godfather?" Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, tapping his pen against the paper.
"As my godfather," Naruto replied and sank down on the chair. "I need to talk to you about two things actually, but they're kind of related, so …"
"Hm." Jiraiya leaned back in his chair and dropped the pen on the desk, looking intrigued. "Well, the floor's yours, brat. What do you need to tell me?"
"It's …" Naruto hesitated, tongue tied as he didn't know how to start. "Well, eh, the first thing is – something I haven't told many people about."
"Okay."
"Have you – have you heard of the O-gene?"
Dark eyes blinked bemused. "Of course I have. I dare say you have to live under a rock to not have heard of it. What does this have to do with …" he trailed off and his eyes sharpened; a calculating look passing over his face.
Perversity aside, Jiraiya wasn't a stupid man. Give him a few clues and he didn't have any trouble connecting them and coming to the right conclusion in the end – like he was doing now.
"For you to mention this particular subject – are you a carrier of the gene?" Jiraiya asked slowly.
The blond man nodded and licked his lips nervously. "Yeah, I carry the gene."
"Huh, never really expected to hear that," Jiraiya mused. "But it's okay. You say only a couple of others know?"
"Yeah, my best friends and my old teacher," Naruto replied, fiddling with his fingers.
"How long have they known?"
"A couple of years." Naruto shrugged.
Jiraiya nodded thoughtfully. "If they have known for a couple of years, why telling me now all of a sudden?" He didn't sound angry or offended or even hurt, just generally baffled.
The blond man scratched the back of his neck, cursing himself for not trying to find a way to break the news earlier.
"Wait, sorry, stupid question," Jiraiya groaned and slapped his forehead, shaking his head. "You said you had two things to discuss with me – considering you started about the O-gene, does this mean … Are you pregnant?"
Naruto nodded hesitatingly, hiding his surprise at having been found out so quickly. He was even more surprised when the older man started chuckling.
"Well, congratulations! I suppose I'll have to look out for a replacement in a couple of months, huh?" he questioned jovially. A mock stern look appeared on his face. "I didn't know you were seeing somebody, though. Don't you think you should have told me when you became steady with someone?"
"What? I'm not with anyone, it's - "
A look of comprehension crossed Jiraiya's face and he leant forwards across the desk to pat Naruto's shoulder comfortingly. "A one-nightstand, huh?" He nodded and smiled sympathetically. "Well, it's going to be all right, you'll see. Just say what you need and I'll - "
"It's not a one-nightstand! It's Sasuke's!" Naruto blurted out before he could think twice about how that would sound and had the pleasure of shocking Jiraiya thoroughly.
The man frowned, looking perplexed. "But wait, isn't he married? God, kid, haven't I taught you that you don't fuck around with married people?" he groaned and this time he did sound disappointed. "Especially not when you're best friends with them! Honestly, Naruto, you - "
"It's not like that!" Naruto protested and scowled, feeling offended that Jiraiya would really think he'd have an affair with a married man. "I'm his surrogate, okay?"
"You're his what?!"
Just like Gaara, Jiraiya didn't like it that Naruto had decided to be a surrogate – and not liking it was an understatement. Following Gaara, the older man was worried that Naruto was underestimating the impact the pregnancy would have on him. He seemed to think that Naruto would grow too attached to the baby and that nothing but misery would come of it in the end.
They had argued for more than an hour, Naruto progressively getting angrier, until his godfather had finally given in with a sigh and the promise he'd help out Naruto when needed. It was clear that he still wasn't happy with Naruto's decision, but it wasn't as if he could stop him now. The baby was there already and there was no way of going back in time.
Naruto was glad to have Jiraiya's support in the end, no matter how reluctant, but was it that wrong of him to have hoped for a positive reaction?
Why was everyone so hellbent on thinking that Naruto wouldn't be able to handle the pregnancy?
"I can still pick you up. There's no need to take the bus," Sasuke said irritated and in the background there was the noise of car horns.
Naruto raised an eyebrow sceptically, even though Sasuke couldn't see his face through the phone. "Sasuke, it'll take you at least half an hour to get to Sakura-chan and then nearly twenty-five minutes before you reach the school," he explained patiently. "And that's if traffic isn't too horrible. It'll take another twenty minutes to reach the old hag's practice from the school – we'll be late and you know how Tsunade is when people are late. No, just go pick up Sakura-chan and drive straight to the practice from there. I'm already at the bus stop anyway."
"Naruto," Sasuke practically growled.
"Bastard," Naruto mock growled back and rolled his eyes. "Don't act so difficult; it's not the first time I'm taking a bus. I'll be fine. Just pick up Sakura-chan and I'll see you at the Tsunade's, okay?"
"Fine," Sasuke sighed defeated and hung up.
Naruto huffed amused and shook his head, stuffing his phone back into his pocket. Today he had his first appointment and Sasuke was supposed to have come and picked him up from the school. Naruto had just packed his bags when his friend had called to inform that Sakura's car had broken down and he had to go pick her up at the hospital. Tsunade's practice was closer to Naruto's place so it made more sense for Naruto to take the bus there and wait for his friends there. They should be just in time for their appointment if traffic didn't hold them up for too long.
A bus came to a halt in front of him and after checking the number, he boarded it, making his way to the back where there were still a few seats empty. A few minutes later the bus departed with a small shock and Naruto looked out of the window, watching the streets and buildings pass by.
While Tsunade primarily took care of pregnant people, she had worked as a regular doctor for several years. It was how she and Naruto had met actually. He had landed in a fight with four other guys and while he had certainly given as good as he got, he still had got beaten up pretty badly. Tsunade had just been passing by, on her way to home from work, when he had staggered out of the alley where he had been ambushed. She had taken one look at his bruised and bloodied face and had demanded he followed her so she could patch him up. He had protested, not needing her help, but she had gripped his arm before he could take off running and had practically dragged him to her place. Somehow she had extracted a promise out of him that he would at least visit her once a month so she could be certain he was still alive.
Even after all these years of knowing her, he hadn't managed to figure out yet why exactly she had decided to worry about him. He had asked her once, but all he got as answer was that he reminded her of some people she had lost in the past. She had looked so miserable at whatever memory had been dragged up due to their conversation that Naruto had hastily let it go.
It was nice to have some kind of grandmother figure in his life – because Tsunade really wasn't young enough anymore to pass as his mother, no matter what she claimed her age to be – but today Naruto wished he didn't have such a close bond with the doctor. She would surely have something to say about him being a surrogate and she wasn't the type to mince her words.
He exited the bus at the fourth stop and crossed the street as soon as the light turned green. Tsunade's practice was right around the corner, so it was only a short walk. That small distance was enough to freeze his face, though; the frigid air merciless against his cheeks and nose and the wind howled around him.
Nervous butterflies started to assault him the moment he ascended the three stone steps and pushed open the door of the practice. It opened with some difficulty and then he was standing in the middle of a brightly lit hallway. There were two doors: one at the end of the hallway which read 'Practice' on a small, golden plate on the door and one on his right, which had 'Waiting Room' inscribed in the golden plate.
Worrying his lower lip between his teeth and absurdly wishing he had taken Sasuke up on his offer, he opened the door leading to the waiting room and entered it hesitatingly; blue eyes flickering around the room as he took in his surroundings.
Like every waiting room, this one had a table with a bunch of old magazines on it; a mixture of gossip magazines and ones aimed at expecting mothers and fathers. Two windows allowed daylight to pour in, though some lights had been flicked on as well. The floor had dark blue carpet and there were twelve chairs: six on the left and six on the right side.
At the moment there was one other person present in the room. A man with long, blond hair, which was partly put up in a ponytail. A lock of his hair shielded his face until he raised his head and Naruto looked straight into cobalt blue eyes.
"You here for Tsunade-sensei, un?" the man inquired friendly. When he reclined more in his chair, Naruto noticed the slight swelling of his stomach and a shock went through him as he realised that this man was just like him: a carrier of the O-gene.
"Eh, yeah, but I'm waiting for my friends to arrive," Naruto answered, still lingering near the door.
The man raised an eyebrow. "Is the appointment for your friend or for you?"
"For me," Naruto replied after a short bout of hesitation.
Understanding lit up on the stranger's face and he smiled knowingly. "Your first child?"
Figuring it would be too complicated to explain what was really going on, Naruto just nodded in agreement.
"This is my first child as well," the other man smiled and lovingly caressed his stomach. "Is this going to be your first appointment?"
"Yeah, I, eh, I took some tests a few weeks ago," Naruto answered and shifted his foot; nerves playing up more and more.
"You can sit, you know," the other blond remarked amused. "I don't bite, un." He winked.
A nervous chuckle escaped Naruto, but he chose the seat next to the long haired blond, thinking it would be rude if he sat elsewhere now that they were talking with each other.
"So, eh, are you waiting for someone?" he asked and scratched the back of his neck.
"Yeah, my fiancé," the man confirmed and only now Naruto took notice of the golden ring with a small sapphire studded in the middle adorning the man's finger.
"Oh, congratulations!"
"Thanks, un," the man chuckled and inclined his head. "I'm Deidara."
"Uzumaki Naruto," Naruto returned and nodded. "So, eh, how far are you? If you don't mind me asking." He flushed, hoping he hadn't crossed any boundaries.
"Four months now. When's your appointment?"
"At four thirty. Yours?"
"Five o'clock." At Naruto's surprised look, Deidara elaborated sheepishly, "My car's getting some work done and I overestimated the time it would take me to get here by bus, so I arrived earlier than I intended to."
"Well, better too early than too late, right?" Naruto quipped with a grin.
Deidara threw his head back and laughed. "I suppose so!"
"So is your fiancé coming here then?"
"Yeah, he still had some work to do, but he's on his way now," Deidara replied. "He should be here any moment actually."
They both turned around when the front door creaked open and a few seconds later both Sasuke and Sakura entered the room.
"What did you do? Run all the red lights?" Naruto questioned incredulously, checking the clock on the wall opposite of him. It should have taken at least ten more minutes for them to arrive here.
Sasuke huffed annoyed and Sakura giggled, placing her hand on his arm. "He's a bit too excited." She winked, pecking Sasuke's cheek as she pulled him towards Naruto.
Deidara leant forwards; a frown creasing his forehead. "Wait, are you - "
"Deidara? Sorry it took me so long; traffic was horrendous." Another man stepped inside.
Naruto's breath hitched and his eyes grew wide when the man raised his head and looked straight at them. Next to him, he could feel Sasuke stiffening.
The other man's eyes widened slightly in recognition.
"Otouto. It's a – surprise to see you here."
"Itachi-niisan," Sasuke breathed out.
There in front of them stood Uchiha Itachi – a man Naruto and Sasuke hadn't seen in ten years.
AN2: *cackles* How many of you had guessed this particular character? Any guesses as to how this meeting will end?
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
Next time: More Uchiha popping up.
See you all back on the 14th of July!
Cuddles
Melissa
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