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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

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
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Author's note: Itachi's pov is the first one to be posted :) The next one will be Sasuke's. Might I also add that I was really happy with the response to the previous chapter? I don't think I've ever received so many reviews for one chapter for this particular story XD Keep that up, I'd say! (Really encourages me LOL)

Thanks to the following reviewers: Green-Extreme-Ninjetti13; smint45; Vidalhbea

Warnings: Itachi's pov; set in the past; MPreg; birth; arrogant doctor; hints of discrimination; slight violence

Dedicated to: Rei

I hope you'll like it!

Chapter 9

Tension capturing his body, the Alpha opened the door and narrowed his eyes at the sight of two men standing on his porch, when he had only expected to meet one.

"Mizuki-sensei," Itachi greeted coolly. "I didn't expect someone to accompany you." His eyes roamed over the other man, standing slightly behind the white haired doctor.

Familiar dark eyes gazed back unreadably. "I was assigned to Mizuki-sensei as his intern," his younger brother explained in a neutral voice. The left corner of his mouth twitched. "If you prefer I wouldn't be present during this procedure, I can stay out of the room."

"I don't care," Itachi growled and stepped out of the way. "Come inside."

For a brief moment he wished that Kakashi had been able to help his mate, but the silver haired man had too much on his plate, too many patients. But as long as his mate was helped, he couldn't be bothered with whom it was who aided them.

"I can assure you that Uchiha-san will be professional," Mizuki said, letting out a sigh of relief when the heat outside made way for the cooled air circulating through the house. The August sun was beating down unforgivingly on anyone who went outside.

"This will be his seventh delivery," the doctor continued. He chuckled. "Of course this'll be his first with me as his mentor, but my colleagues can only praise him." His moss green eyes glinted when he glanced at the younger man.

Itachi made a non-comitial grunt and flexed his fingers. The presence of two other Alpha in his home, - didn't matter that he was related to one of them – so close to his vulnerable mate set him on edge and it took a lot of effort to not lash out.

His younger brother seemed to pick up the tension, because he relaxed visibly and glanced at him before he flicked his eyes down; showing that he wasn't a threat.

Mizuki appeared to be blissfully unaware of the rising tension as he gazed around with interest before looking back at Itachi. "Where's the Omega?" he inquired and cocked his head.

Itachi raised an eyebrow, but turned around to ascend the staircase. "He's in our bedroom," he replied stiffly and was hyper aware of the two men following closely behind him.

Tired, pain filled eyes looked up when he entered the room. The long haired blond was sitting on the edge of the bed, rocking back and forth as his hands clutched his large, rounded belly. Itachi hurried to him, brushing a kiss against his clammy forehead, rubbing his stomach soothingly.

"You okay?" he murmured; not even flinching when nails bit down in his bare arms and his husband leant forwards, breathing harshly.

"Couldn't be better, un," Deidara quipped and sighed, letting up on the death grip he had on the older man's arms. Sky blue eyes shifted to the dark haired man slipping inside the room. "Sasuke-kun, you're here." Pleasant surprise coloured his tone and face.

"Internship," Sasuke retorted shortly, but his face softened a fraction. "If you don't mind my observing."

"Of course he doesn't," Mizuki remarked offhandedly as he rummaged through his brown, leather bag. "Your brother already gave you permission."

Both Itachi and Sasuke bristled, not appreciating the implication that only Itachi's permission had been necessary, completely dismissing Deidara. Itachi opened his mouth to offer a scathing remark, but a hand on his wrist halted him and he looked sharply at the labouring blond.

"Deidara, what - "

"It's fine, Sasuke-kun, un," Deidara smiled reassuringly. "I don't mind."

Sasuke frowned, but inclined his head and went to stand on the other side of the bed. He didn't look at Itachi, but grabbed a notebook and a pen out of his satchel and started writing something down.

The sharp 'smack' of a plastic glove hitting skin caused Itachi to twitch and Deidara to cringe.

"All right, lay down," Mizuki ordered and indicated the middle of the bed. "I need to check your progress."

Itachi helped his mate shuffle to the middle of the bed and sat down behind him, so that the younger man could lean against him for support.

His growl of agitation went unnoticed when Mizuki pulled down Deidara's underwear without preamble, pushing up his slim legs.

Unfazed the doctor assessed Deidara critically and he clucked his tongue. "You're at seven centimetres now, so it'll be a while," he announced and indicated that the labouring Omega could lower his legs again.

"How long ago did the contractions start, Deidara?" Sasuke asked and briefly looked up; his pen poised above the paper.

Deidara huffed and tugged at the lock covering his right eye from view. "I think around six hours ago?" He shrugged. "They weren't that bad at first."

"And when did your water break?" Sasuke continued and scribbled something in his notebook.

"An hour after they started, un," the Omega answered and hissed suddenly; his left leg jerked.

Itachi rubbed soothingly over the top of his belly, feeling helpless – a feeling he wasn't familiar with, but he absolutely loathed experiencing it. He wanted nothing more than to take over the pain his lover was experiencing, but that was something he was incapable of doing. Fuck, he hated feeling useless.

"This is your first child, correct?" Mizuki muttered, writing something down in his own notebook.

"Yes," Itachi replied tersely and only relaxed slightly when Deidara squeezed his knee reassuringly.

Mizuki hummed and then asked Sasuke, "How many births with a male Omega delivering the child did you observe so far?"

"One, four weeks ago," Sasuke replied neutrally.

"Were there any complications?"

Itachi glowered and kissed Deidara's damp cheek reassuringly when he felt him tense up in his arms. What kind of fucking question was that?

A minute passed in uneasy silence.

"I apologise, but that is considered patient's confidentiality. I'm not at liberty to say anything about it," Sasuke said flatly; a light frown marred his forehead as he gazed at his mentor.

"Oh, that's right. My mistake," Mizuki chuckled and began extracting his equipment out of his bag.

Itachi caught Sasuke's eyes briefly and his brother pursed his lips; eyes flicking away soon.

With a frown Itachi settled back against a stack of pillows and started whispering soothing encouragements in Deidara's ear as another contraction rolled over him, making him whimper in pain and pant harshly.

The Alpha wasn't certain what to think of Mizuki, but he had to be a good doctor.

Right?

Some time later, Sasuke was told to fill a small basin with warm water and to grab some towels. Mizuki hummed to himself as he jotted down several things, before he shook his head briskly; his half long hair swaying lightly with the action.

"Let me check again. It's been nearly an hour." He tapped Deidara's ankle. "Legs up and spread."

Only Deidara's groan of pain and his forearm being clutched tightly kept Itachi from snarling at the rude order. As it was, he glared heatedly at the doctor as the man leant forwards.

From his peripheral vision he noticed his brother entering the bedroom again, putting the basin on the nightstand and the towels on the bed. Right when the young Alpha took up his spot next to the bed again, Mizuki looked up.

"Okay, you're ready to start pushing," he announced. "With the next contraction, you need to - "

"No, he's not ready yet," Sasuke suddenly said sharply and Itachi's gaze shot to him warily. The younger man was leaning over the bed with his eyebrows furrowed; his critical gaze resting on Deidara's groin.

It took a lot of restraint to not throw both men out of the room; only the realisation that Deidara needed their aid and wouldn't benefit from being stressed out by his mate lashing out kept him seated, albeit very reluctantly.

"Check again; he doesn't appear to be fully dilated yet," Sasuke continued and straightened his back, studiously avoiding Itachi's heavy gaze.

"I know you're the top student of your year, Uchiha, but I am a licensed doctor," Mizuki smiled coolly. "I know what I'm doing."

"Regardless it wouldn't hurt to check again, right?" Itachi spoke snidely and glared.

A white eyebrow twitched in annoyance, but the doctor acquiesced with a sigh and a hint of a derisive sneer.

When he looked up again, a sour look crosses his face before he smiled thinly. "It won't be too long anymore before you can start pushing," he remarked airily, as if he hadn't just made a mistake. Before either one of the other men could open their mouth, Mizuki's phone rung; the little screen lightening up with a faint green glow.

"Excuse me, I have to take this," he mumbled and left the room, closing the door behind him.

"You couldn't have chosen a better doctor to do your internship with?" Itachi sneered, narrowing his eyes as he continued rubbing soothing circles in Deidara's back.

Sasuke glared and crossed his arms. "It's not like I had a choice! We each were assigned to a doctor; I didn't choose that guy."

Itachi snorted and looked away; his patience starting to wear thin. He didn't think he could trust a doctor who couldn't even see whether a patient was fully dilated or not.

"Are you allowed to help during deliveries, un?" Deidara asked, breathless. His golden blond hair stuck to his sweaty forehead and he grimaced, shifting slightly as his fingers burrowed themselves into the sheets. His muscles tensed up and he panted harshly as yet another contraction took hold of him.

"Keep your breathing regular," Sasuke instructed and shook his head. "No, I'm not allowed to help. That would give too much trouble with issues like insurance if something went wrong." He sighed and scowled as he flicked his eyes at the closed door. "I'll probably get an earful for correcting him."

"Can he really - "

The door swung open again and Mizuki strode back inside, slipping his phone into his pocket. "My apologies; that was the hospital. There were some problems with a patient's file," he said in a dismissive tone and exchanged his gloves with a new pair. "But that has been taken care of now." He cast a look at Sasuke, who had opened his notebook again. "Any changes?"

"No, sir," Sasuke replied calmly, not taking off his eyes from the paper. "His latest contraction was three minutes ago."

Mizuki grunted in confirmation and glanced at his watch. "He's progressing well," he mumbled and jotted something down.

And so the waiting continued.

It was around half an hour later when Deidara suddenly gripped his belly tightly and groaned loudly in pain as he leant forwards, seemingly trying to curl up. "Oh god, that really, really hurts, un," he cried; tears tracking over his cherry red cheeks.

"Just a bit longer," Itachi murmured and stroked the sweaty, blond hair out of Deidara's tearstained face.

He received a fierce scowl as his reply. "Easy for you to say, un," Deidara hissed; his face a mixture of frustration and exhaustion.

"Let's see," Mizuki muttered and nodded before he cast a peculiar look at Sasuke. "Looks like he's ready to push, don't you think?"

Sasuke's face tightened almost imperceptibly and he nodded stiffly; his fingers clenched around his notebook. "Yes, he's fully dilated." His tone was calm, not giving anything away, but Itachi had grown up with Sasuke and he recognised the tell-tale signs of irritation flashing up in Sasuke's eyes.

Itachi pursed his lips together and pressed his mouth briefly against Deidara's shirt covered shoulder. Thank fuck this whole ordeal would almost be over. He couldn't wait to kick out that haughty doctor. Next time they had a child, he would get Kakashi to deliver the baby, no matter how busy the man was.

"With the next contraction, you need to start pushing," Mizuki instructed and briskly disinfected his hands before he sat down on his knees between Deidara's spread legs. "You can stop and rest a bit when the contraction ends, breathe deeply again and then you start over." He winked at Itachi, blandly ignoring the Alpha's heavy frown. "It won't be long anymore and then you can hold your son in your arms."

Just a bit longer, Itachi reminded himself and offered his hand to Deidara, who gripped it tightly. One look at his face let the Alpha know that his mate was starting to become quite nervous and he reassuringly squeezed the slender hand in his own.

"You can do it," he whispered in his husband's ear. "Just a bit longer and then we have our son here. You need to be strong for a bit longer, okay?"

Deidara grimaced, but nodded before he inhaled deeply and started to push; his grip on Itachi's hand tightened and his face reddened even more with the strength he was putting behind his pushing. The older man could feel the bones of his fingers being grinded together painfully, his hand screaming in protest, but he didn't protest. Instead he squeezed back as a gesture of comfort and rubbed over Deidara's side – helplessness once more crashing over him.

"Okay, take a breath and try to relax before you start again," Mizuki said; his eyes trained on Deidara's privates. "Keep your breathing regular."

Deidara looked ready to snap something – and Itachi was impressed that the blond had managed to remain so calm, despite the presence of the infuriating doctor – when he gasped loudly and he pressed his chin against his chest as he started pushing again, moaning lowly in pain.

"You're doing so well, Deidara," Itachi murmured in his ear. "Just a bit longer; think of our son."

Deidara huffed, but didn't retort as his head fell back against Itachi's shoulder when the contraction ended. Not even a moment later he was pushing again and he groaned, "Fuck, I'm going to be so glad once he's out of me, un!"

The dark haired man smiled faintly and then winced slightly when the grip on his hand tightened even more. He absentmindedly wondered whether he would ever regain feeling back in that particular hand.

Deidara had been pushing for nearly an hour when it went wrong.

Very wrong.

Mizuki frowned and looked up when Deidara suddenly sagged back against Itachi's chest, his whole body trembling as he panted loudly.

"Hey, the contraction wasn't over yet. Why did you stop?" he asked in a slightly reprimanding tone.

"It hurts; fuck, it's burns, un," Deidara whimpered and he looked even more uncomfortable than before.

"Is something wrong?" Itachi inquired; the sharp edge of worry sneaking into his voice. Was Deidara getting too tired? If so, what would happen then? He wasn't very knowledgeable about the whole birthing process, but he did know that they couldn't simply stop and start again some time later. It didn't work that way.

"No, there's nothing wrong. He just needs to start pushing again," Mizuki snapped and scowled. "Of course it hurts – it would surprise me if it didn't."

Itachi felt Deidara's body tense up against him when another contraction took a hold of him.

"Start pushing!"

More tears leaked out of shimmering, blue eyes when the blond inhaled deeply and start pushing again; his whole form shivering with exhaustion and pain.

"Wait, no, Deidara! Stop pushing!" Sasuke exclaimed sharply and all three heads swivelled in his direction. He was leaning over Mizuki's shoulder and his eyes flared up with something that looked too much like worry for Itachi's liking.

"What did you just say, Uchiha?" Mizuki snapped and then looked back at Deidara, who stared wide eyed at his brother-in-law. "What are you doing? Start pushing again!"

"No, Deidara, wait!" Sasuke snapped before he addressed his mentor, "He's in danger of ripping! He can't keep pushing until you've fixed that situation!"

"He's not in danger of ripping, Uchiha!" Mizuki snarled and glared heatedly at his intern. "Who do you even think you are? I know what I'm doing, so …"

"No, clearly you're not!" Sasuke growled and gestured wildly at Deidara. "How can you not even see that? Are you completely blind?"

"Enough!" Mizuki shot off the bed with a murderous scowl on his face and pointed at the door. "Get out of the room, Uchiha! What does an intern know about this? You're still studying; I'm the one with the fucking license! Now get out before I suspend your arrogant arse!"

Sasuke took a step back, but continued to argue, "Look, I'll get out of this room if you swear that you'll fix this before he starts ripping. This situation can still be reversed, but you need to …"

"GET OUT, UCHIHA!" Mizuki thundered; rage plastered across his face. "Do you seriously think you know better than I do, a licensed …"

"Sasuke, are you sure that he's on the verge of ripping?" Itachi interrupted and stared with hard eyes at his brother.

"Of course he's not! Don't let the intern tell you …"

"I asked Sasuke. Keep out of this before I make you regret it!" Itachi snapped angrily, not once looking away from his brother.

Sasuke nodded jerkily. "It isn't that bad yet, but if he keeps pushing, he's going to rip and that will just make it worse," he said; a hint of agitation lingering in his voice.

"For fuck's sake, he's not going to rip!" Mizuki ranted and drew himself up to his full height. "Can we please go …"

Deidara's broken moan of pain cut through his ranting and in a second Itachi's decision was made. It would be a gamble, considering Sasuke still wasn't licensed, but at this point he had more trust in his brother than in the actual doctor.

How sad was that?

"Sasuke, can you help him?" He stared intently at the younger man. If Sasuke wasn't confident enough, they would just have to bring in the ambulance people who were waiting right outside.

"Yes, I can. I promise," Sasuke reassured him quickly and while he seemed nervous, he also looked quite determined and confident and Itachi nodded.

"Help him then, please."

Sasuke's eyes widened and he immediately disinfected his hands before he sat down on the bed.

Only to have his shoulder jerked back by Mizuki, whose look had changed from fury to rage.

"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT - "

Before he could finish his sentence, Itachi was standing next to him – having made certain that Deidara could lean comfortably against the pillows – and hauled him backwards by his arm, dragging him towards the door as rage coursed through him like lava.

"Sasuke, take care of Deidara," he snapped and took the struggling and ranting man downstairs. He shoved him against the front door and wrapped his hand around Mizuki's throat, effectively shutting him up.

Bending his face close to Mizuki's, he murmured in a deadly calm voice, "You're going to leave this house immediately and you won't show your face again if you know what's good for you. I will be filing a lawsuit against you for endangering my mate's health and I'll make certain that you will lose your license, because it's clear to me that you don't deserve to be a doctor at all if you treat all your patients like this." He squeezed down warningly and had the pleasure of hearing Mizuki gurgle as he tried futilely to push Itachi off of him, face rapidly paling.

Mizuki might be an Alpha as well, but he clearly wasn't a match against Itachi.

"Now get out before I throw you out," he snarled and threw the front door open.

Mizuki did seem to be in the possession of some common sense, because he immediately turned around, scrambling out of the house, and fled down the street, ignoring the surprised shout of one of the men of the ambulance.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Itachi closed the door and hurried back upstairs. He would deal with Mizuki more later on, when he was certain his mate and his son would be okay.

When he entered the room again, he heard Sasuke say encouragingly, "That's right; almost there, Deidara. Just a few big pushes and he's here; I can already see his shoulders!"

"Is he okay?" Itachi asked worriedly and sat back down next to Deidara.

The blond smiled feebly at him and gripped his hand tightly again, but didn't say anything; too busy with pushing and keeping his breathing as regular as he could get it.

"Yes, he's fine," Sasuke muttered distractedly. "He didn't rip and it won't be too long anymore until the baby is here. He's making great progress now."

"You hear that, love?" Itachi whispered and squeezed Deidara's hand. "Just a little bit longer."

His heart started thudding wildly in his chest and slowly the realisation sank in that the moment was nearly there – the moment when they would welcome their son and hold him in their arms after nine long months.

Relief – as sweet as Deidara's kisses after he came home after a long, tiring day – rushed through him when the sharp cry of a new born baby cut through the air, slicing through the tension filled room.

"And it's a healthy baby boy," Sasuke smirked, holding up a squirming, bloodied baby, who looked offended at being hold up. "I just need to clean him up a bit and cut the umbilical cord and then I'll give him to you."

Four minutes later a clean pinkish baby was placed in Deidara's arms and the blond caressed the boy's cheek with a trembling finger. "Oh god, he's here, un," he whispered; his rough voice couldn't mask the awe that showed through. "He's actually here, Itachi. Our baby boy is here."

A lump formed in Itachi's throat at the sight of his precious son clutched against his mate's chest and with a shaking hand, he carefully caressed the tuft of black hair, holding his breath when the baby boy whined lowly and clumsily moved his head back and forth.

"You did such a great job, Deidara," Itachi murmured with a thick voice and tilted Deidara's head to drop a firm kiss on his reddened lips. "I'm so proud of you."

"I can't believe we made him," Deidara muttered dazed; his gaze sliding back to their son, who was making soft, smacking sounds with his plump lips. "Look how beautiful he is, un!"

Itachi didn't say anything, but he smiled and slipped his arm around Deidara's shoulder, pressing him closer to him. The pride and love he was filled with at the sight of his mate holding their son nearly made him dizzy and he was grateful for whatever it was that kept him from fainting. How embarrassing would that be?

"I love you," he mumbled against damp, blond hair and he was rewarded with an exhausted, but radiating smile.

"I love you too, un," Deidara whispered and they shared another tender kiss before returning their gaze towards the infant resting on Deidara's chest.

A throat being cleared made Itachi look up and he found Sasuke hovering awkwardly in front of the bed. His gloves were gone and the basin and used towels had disappeared as well.

"Deidara will need to be examined in a week again to make certain he's healing properly, but for now he's fine," he informed his older brother and jerked his head towards the door; a hand clutching the strap of his satchel tightly. "I'm just, you know, going back to my apartment. I'll need to inform the head of my department what exactly happened." A sour look passed his face before he turned around. "Hopefully Mizuki won't have me kicked out of the course," he muttered darkly before slipping out of the room.

"Go on, un," Deidara said, his eyes still firmly trained on their baby boy. He did smile encouragingly. "We'll manage until you're back here." Amusement rang through his voice as he adjusted himself slightly.

"I'll be right back," Itachi promised and after a soft squeeze in Deidara's shoulder, he hurried out of the room in order to catch his brother before he left the house.

He caught Sasuke right when he was about to leave.

"Wait, Sasuke!"

The younger man whirled around; surprise flashing across his face before a blank look replaced it. "Itachi. What's wrong?"

The Alpha halted right in front of his brother and the tension in Sasuke's shoulders was visible; he looked as if he was preparing for a fight.

Not giving his brother the chance to close off completely, he surprised the other man by wrapping his arms tightly around him, hugging him firmly; feeling him stiffen in shock.

"Thank you for helping my mate and my son," he murmured and took a step back, but kept his hands on Sasuke's shoulders. "If it hadn't been for you, things would have ended very differently and I don't even want to think about how worse Deidara's condition would have become. So thank you."

Thank you for still helping my mate despite the fact that I fought with you over your career choice.

Sasuke shrugged awkwardly and looked away. "I just did what I was supposed to do," he muttered and sounded bashfully. "Well, not what I was supposed to do, I guess, because I was supposed to just observe," he added almost in an afterthought.

"Well, I'm glad you didn't do what you were supposed to do," Itachi told him solemnly and shook him lightly. "Don't worry about Mizuki – I'll make certain that you won't get into trouble for this."

"Thanks," Sasuke said and shuffled his feet. "I have to go now. I have a shit ton of notes to work through," he explained and rubbed his neck.

Itachi nodded and released his brother. "Have a safe trip home," he told him and the other one nodded.

Sasuke had just stepped onto the porch when Itachi added, "I'm proud of you, otouto. You're going to make a great doctor."

Even with his back turned towards him, it didn't prevent Itachi from seeing how reddened Sasuke's face had become. "Thanks, nii-san," he said softly before he walked towards his car, waving once to his brother before he drove away.

With a small smile, Itachi closed the door again and locked it. He and Sasuke still had a long way to go before they could regain the close bond they had had before their fierce arguments about Sasuke's future had torn them apart, but for the first time in a long while Itachi felt optimistic about his chance to have his brother back in his life.

Today had been the first step towards reconciliation. They would get there, one step at a time.

The birth of his son was a new beginning for all of them.

AN2: Let it be known again that I don't have any medical knowledge, so please contribute any inconsistencies to it being a work of fiction and it making perfectly sense in an A/B/O universe *blinks*

I hope this was worth the wait! Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.

See you all in the next chapter in which you'll finally discover what happened between Sasuke and his ex.

Cuddles

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