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thirtyforthree
crossposted to thirtyforthree...
She finds Sasuke on his knees in the bathroom, dry-heaving. She winces; her own morning sickness stage has been over for two months now, but Sasuke is having a few complications. Seven months pregnant, and still throwing up once a day without fail -- and that's without counting the times when the smell of something -- anything -- doesn't agree with him.
She pats his back encouragingly; she gets a dark, resentful glare in return.
"This is all your fault," he informs her when he's done, just like he's done without fail since the first time he got sick. She sighs and apologizes softly, still rubbing his back, and pretends that she doesn't see that he needs to lean on the sink to get back on his feet. She would help him, but he's so proud it would do more hurt than good.
They start back to their bedroom, Sakura one step behind; the corridor isn't large enough for them to waddle side by side. They pause by Miki's room together, without a word. Their daughter is soundly asleep, black eyes closed, messy reddish hair spiking every other way, cuddling her frog plushie tightly.
"... Does it get easier," Sasuke asks without looking at Sakura, "after the first pregnancy?"
Sakura chuckles softly as she closes the door. "I can't tell," she says as she pats her round belly softly. "This one takes after her daddy."
Sasuke doesn't answer, just slips a hand around her baby bulge until he feels the relentless kicks.
"... Let's go back to bed."
Naruto is sprawled in the middle of their huge futon, a bare leg peeking out of the blankets, arms akimbo as if waiting for heads to rest on his shoulders. There's no way to lay down except against him.
Sasuke doesn't bother trying; he kicks his leg and orders him to leave the bed until Sakura and him are installed comfortably.
He hates feeling like a beached whale so very much. It takes ages to lower himself to the mattress and find a comfortable position. Also, his back aches. At least he doesn't have Sakura's sore breasts on top of it -- his modified version of the sexy no jutsu has that small advantage. Of course it might also be the reason why he's sick all the time -- imprecise hormonal balance. He doesn't know which is worse. Being a full woman might be easier on his body, but on his psyche... not so much. The child inside him is already doing a number on his male pride.
But... but. He wants -- he needs to have more children. His one daughter with Sakura isn't enough. And Naruto couldn't keep on feeling excluded -- so since they were going to be stuck in Konoha for a few years again, this time Sasuke chose to save time by having two kids at the same time. It's a bit hard to have twins on command, though.
So he came up with that version of the jutsu, and here he is. Fat and powerless, internal organs perpetually bruised, and that damned morning sickness that he swears he'll keep having until the day his child decides to say hello.
... His child. That makes it worth it.
Naruto settles between Sakura and him. It has become his usual place in the last nine months; Sakura and Sasuke need to be able to leave the bed at all hours, in a way that doesn't involve scaling the footboard. Sasuke strangely regrets losing the way Sakura would nestle against him, when they still switched places and he ended up in the middle.
He doesn't miss the way Naruto would throw a possessive arm around his waist, because the moron still does it.
"Stop fondling me," he grunts. "Go grope Sakura."
"He already is," she informs him from the other side of the bed, and slaps the offending hand off.
"I just want to say hello to the babies, " Naruto whines.
Sasuke groans as his kidneys are kicked again. Five hits combo. This one is going to be a god of taijutsu. "Mine says hello right back, now shut the hell up and let me finish my night."
"But it's eight AM -- OOF."
Naruto spits out the cushion that somehow stuffed itself in his mouth and gives Sasuke the puppy eyes. Bastard ignores him, pretending to sleep. Naruto turns toward Sakura; she's chuckling softly.
"Sasuke doesn't love me anymore," he informs her woefully. "You still do, right?"
"Yes, yes," she grins. "It could be worse though."
"How?" Naruto whispers, forehead to forehead with her, knowing perfectly well that Sasuke still hears them.
"You could be his baby's daddy. Then he'd curse at you twice as much every time it twitches."
Naruto laughs, and pats her round, though not as huge, belly. "Hehe, next time maybe."
Sasuke pushes himself up to lean over Naruto's shoulder and glares down at them. "Next time what?"
Naruto rolls on his back to blink up at him. That's obvious, isn't it? "Well, you've got two kids with Sakura, Sakura's having my kid -- next time it's gotta be yours and mine. Now that we know that my passenger won't change a baby's genes," he adds, caressing Sakura's stomach where a perfectly human child is growing, "you don't hafta be afraid for the sharingan."
And then he reaches out and fits his large, calloused hand against the bottom curve of Sasuke's belly.
Sakura groans and rolls away, so she can't be dragged in the dispute when, predictably, Sasuke punches him.
"And why the hell wouldn't YOU carry mine?"
Naruto stammers, still desperately trying to block Sasuke's fists without hurting him or making him lose his balance and fall on his stomach.
"B-because -- Kyuubi!"
"Ha! Hypocrite!! You just said it wasn't a problem!"
"But carrying them is different!"
Sakura sighs and turns around again, knowing that they could keep squabbling for days.
"Hey Naruto. You have to admit... That would be fair."
Sasuke smirks as he sits up and crosses his arms over his belly, victorious. Naruto wilts.
Smiling serenely, Sakura continues. "Of course, if you two want to talk fair, you owe it to me to have two babies each."
Sasuke and Naruto stare at her for the longest time while she fights to keep a straight face, and then let out a "NO WAY!" in perfect synchronization. She dissolves into helpless laughter.
~
Naruto insists on paying Sasuke a rent. Every month without fail, it appears in random places, piled on Sasuke's bedside table, sitting on the table with his morning coffee, rolled around his toothbrush, or even, on one memorable occasion, in his underwear.
Without fail, it is returned to its owner.
Being slapped in the face by a wad of bills loses its shock value after the third time.
So they fight, and Sakura sighs, and kicks them out of their house. It might have been Sasuke's house at first, but it's home now. Their home. Naruto doesn't understand that being paid for the right to keep on living with them makes Sasuke feel like Naruto is his tenant and not his teammate, his mate, that Sasuke didn't pay for this house and he doesn't like getting benefits out of it. Sasuke doesn't understand that Naruto doesn't understand how it works with family, that he needs to feel useful, that being taken in makes him feel like a housewife who can't even do the chores right and even less carry his child, like he's a stray, only there by charity.
Naruto needs to repay Sasuke for taking him in and Sasuke can't stand getting money from family.
Sakura sighs, and takes the money for the groceries. Boys, she thinks, no practical sense, and pulls Naruto apart for advice on how to get around Sasuke's mule-headedness.
Somehow, Sasuke has a much harder time to refuse rent when it comes in the form of free coupons for one night of the sexual fantasy of his choice. A good thing Naruto doesn't see anything wrong with being a prostitute for his lover.
Sakura participates for free, and still feels like she got the better end of the bargain.
thirtyforthree...She finds Sasuke on his knees in the bathroom, dry-heaving. She winces; her own morning sickness stage has been over for two months now, but Sasuke is having a few complications. Seven months pregnant, and still throwing up once a day without fail -- and that's without counting the times when the smell of something -- anything -- doesn't agree with him.
She pats his back encouragingly; she gets a dark, resentful glare in return.
"This is all your fault," he informs her when he's done, just like he's done without fail since the first time he got sick. She sighs and apologizes softly, still rubbing his back, and pretends that she doesn't see that he needs to lean on the sink to get back on his feet. She would help him, but he's so proud it would do more hurt than good.
They start back to their bedroom, Sakura one step behind; the corridor isn't large enough for them to waddle side by side. They pause by Miki's room together, without a word. Their daughter is soundly asleep, black eyes closed, messy reddish hair spiking every other way, cuddling her frog plushie tightly.
"... Does it get easier," Sasuke asks without looking at Sakura, "after the first pregnancy?"
Sakura chuckles softly as she closes the door. "I can't tell," she says as she pats her round belly softly. "This one takes after her daddy."
Sasuke doesn't answer, just slips a hand around her baby bulge until he feels the relentless kicks.
"... Let's go back to bed."
Naruto is sprawled in the middle of their huge futon, a bare leg peeking out of the blankets, arms akimbo as if waiting for heads to rest on his shoulders. There's no way to lay down except against him.
Sasuke doesn't bother trying; he kicks his leg and orders him to leave the bed until Sakura and him are installed comfortably.
He hates feeling like a beached whale so very much. It takes ages to lower himself to the mattress and find a comfortable position. Also, his back aches. At least he doesn't have Sakura's sore breasts on top of it -- his modified version of the sexy no jutsu has that small advantage. Of course it might also be the reason why he's sick all the time -- imprecise hormonal balance. He doesn't know which is worse. Being a full woman might be easier on his body, but on his psyche... not so much. The child inside him is already doing a number on his male pride.
But... but. He wants -- he needs to have more children. His one daughter with Sakura isn't enough. And Naruto couldn't keep on feeling excluded -- so since they were going to be stuck in Konoha for a few years again, this time Sasuke chose to save time by having two kids at the same time. It's a bit hard to have twins on command, though.
So he came up with that version of the jutsu, and here he is. Fat and powerless, internal organs perpetually bruised, and that damned morning sickness that he swears he'll keep having until the day his child decides to say hello.
... His child. That makes it worth it.
Naruto settles between Sakura and him. It has become his usual place in the last nine months; Sakura and Sasuke need to be able to leave the bed at all hours, in a way that doesn't involve scaling the footboard. Sasuke strangely regrets losing the way Sakura would nestle against him, when they still switched places and he ended up in the middle.
He doesn't miss the way Naruto would throw a possessive arm around his waist, because the moron still does it.
"Stop fondling me," he grunts. "Go grope Sakura."
"He already is," she informs him from the other side of the bed, and slaps the offending hand off.
"I just want to say hello to the babies, " Naruto whines.
Sasuke groans as his kidneys are kicked again. Five hits combo. This one is going to be a god of taijutsu. "Mine says hello right back, now shut the hell up and let me finish my night."
"But it's eight AM -- OOF."
Naruto spits out the cushion that somehow stuffed itself in his mouth and gives Sasuke the puppy eyes. Bastard ignores him, pretending to sleep. Naruto turns toward Sakura; she's chuckling softly.
"Sasuke doesn't love me anymore," he informs her woefully. "You still do, right?"
"Yes, yes," she grins. "It could be worse though."
"How?" Naruto whispers, forehead to forehead with her, knowing perfectly well that Sasuke still hears them.
"You could be his baby's daddy. Then he'd curse at you twice as much every time it twitches."
Naruto laughs, and pats her round, though not as huge, belly. "Hehe, next time maybe."
Sasuke pushes himself up to lean over Naruto's shoulder and glares down at them. "Next time what?"
Naruto rolls on his back to blink up at him. That's obvious, isn't it? "Well, you've got two kids with Sakura, Sakura's having my kid -- next time it's gotta be yours and mine. Now that we know that my passenger won't change a baby's genes," he adds, caressing Sakura's stomach where a perfectly human child is growing, "you don't hafta be afraid for the sharingan."
And then he reaches out and fits his large, calloused hand against the bottom curve of Sasuke's belly.
Sakura groans and rolls away, so she can't be dragged in the dispute when, predictably, Sasuke punches him.
"And why the hell wouldn't YOU carry mine?"
Naruto stammers, still desperately trying to block Sasuke's fists without hurting him or making him lose his balance and fall on his stomach.
"B-because -- Kyuubi!"
"Ha! Hypocrite!! You just said it wasn't a problem!"
"But carrying them is different!"
Sakura sighs and turns around again, knowing that they could keep squabbling for days.
"Hey Naruto. You have to admit... That would be fair."
Sasuke smirks as he sits up and crosses his arms over his belly, victorious. Naruto wilts.
Smiling serenely, Sakura continues. "Of course, if you two want to talk fair, you owe it to me to have two babies each."
Sasuke and Naruto stare at her for the longest time while she fights to keep a straight face, and then let out a "NO WAY!" in perfect synchronization. She dissolves into helpless laughter.
~
Naruto insists on paying Sasuke a rent. Every month without fail, it appears in random places, piled on Sasuke's bedside table, sitting on the table with his morning coffee, rolled around his toothbrush, or even, on one memorable occasion, in his underwear.
Without fail, it is returned to its owner.
Being slapped in the face by a wad of bills loses its shock value after the third time.
So they fight, and Sakura sighs, and kicks them out of their house. It might have been Sasuke's house at first, but it's home now. Their home. Naruto doesn't understand that being paid for the right to keep on living with them makes Sasuke feel like Naruto is his tenant and not his teammate, his mate, that Sasuke didn't pay for this house and he doesn't like getting benefits out of it. Sasuke doesn't understand that Naruto doesn't understand how it works with family, that he needs to feel useful, that being taken in makes him feel like a housewife who can't even do the chores right and even less carry his child, like he's a stray, only there by charity.
Naruto needs to repay Sasuke for taking him in and Sasuke can't stand getting money from family.
Sakura sighs, and takes the money for the groceries. Boys, she thinks, no practical sense, and pulls Naruto apart for advice on how to get around Sasuke's mule-headedness.
Somehow, Sasuke has a much harder time to refuse rent when it comes in the form of free coupons for one night of the sexual fantasy of his choice. A good thing Naruto doesn't see anything wrong with being a prostitute for his lover.
Sakura participates for free, and still feels like she got the better end of the bargain.
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Sasuke strangely regrets the way Sakura would nestle against him, when they still switched places and he ended up in the middle.
I think you meant to say he regrets LOSING, not just regrets it. ^_^
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thanks love ^___^
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(Anonymous) 2005-11-02 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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Black bangs with blonde hair, maybe? ick. and the CHAKRA...omg. .....OMG. i just thought about a black/blonde haired kid with one huge spike for a head. *SNERK* i made myself burp i laughed so hard.
anyway, EEEE babies and EEE accepting love in ways only those boys can. hehehehe. it makes me giggle.
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ahh, love, sadly I can't disrespect genetics all that much, and whatever marysues tell you, natural highlights aren't actually natural, much less natural tricolored bangs. (Yami, Yugi, you little liars, you XD)
... the one huge spike, though, is definitely a possibility XD
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o.o mmh...this could be a fun character.
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This made me snicker so much that I hurt my neck again doing it. *grin* That, and the comment about shock value in the second one.
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Poor, poor Sasuke... although actually poor Naruto, having two pregnant lovers at the same time and having to deal with Sasuke having even MORE mood swings than usual, which is saying a LOT from Mr. Emo Boy... ^___~ And who wants to bet Sakura's going to hold them both to it? I notice she never said anything about "just kidding"! ^__^ (you go girl! Equal opportunity and equal rights are taking on WHOOOOOOLE new definitions around here, and washing the dishes just does NOT pair up to childbirth on the 'keeping up the other end of the "marriage is an equal partnership"' scale...)
I totally get how Naruto feels in the second one too. I have a hell of a time accepting anything from people, I was pretty much the social outcast kid growing up and I got the idea I had to compensate people for putting up with me by going out of my way to be useful and entertaining and pay/pull my share of the load, and so I'd be having traumafits over not paying rent too. Intellectually I can see where Sasuke's coming from, but never having lived in a family rich enough that money doesn't matter, it's a lot harder for me to get into his head on that one -- it makes sense from him, of course, just Naruto's the one whose position I really understand there...
::loves on madly::
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hee, thanks^^ I wasn't sure it made sense, so i'm glad both sides of the problem are explained enough (though i'll have to ask someone else about naruto's side since you identify too much to tell me if even someone who doesn't would get his reasoning XD)
*loves back wheee*
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I love how you put so much character study into your stories, explaining all the feelings and behavior that's going on. Naruto doesn't understand that being paid for the right to keep on living with them makes Sasuke feel like Naruto is his tenant and not his teammate, his mate, that Sasuke didn't pay for this house and he doesn't like getting benefits out of it. Sasuke doesn't understand that Naruto doesn't understand how it works with family, that he needs to feel useful, that being taken in makes him feel like a housewife who can't even do the chores right and even less carry his child, like he's a stray, only there by charity. The way you do it, it's like a more concise way of doing what the in-th-middle-of-battle flashbacks do in canon... makes us understand the meaning of the action.
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#^__^# hee! introspection is interesting. Also, if i just make them do stuff and don't explain why, it's too easy to have it look ooc. -__-;
thanks for commenting! <3<3<3
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Exactly what I needed before going to bed.
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ps. Naruto carry Sasuke's baby.lol.
pss. Can I have a coupon to spend time with Naruto?
Please!!
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ask sasuke for the coupons. See what he replies. O:D
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(Anonymous) 2005-11-03 01:23 am (UTC)(link)"Somehow, Sasuke has a much harder time to refuse rent when it comes in the form of free coupons"
<i>"Somehow, Sasuke has a much harder time to refuse rent when it comes in the form of free coupons"<i\>
I think what you meant was <i>"Sasuke has a much harder time refusing rent,"<i> or, alternatively, <i>"Sasuke finds it much harder to refuse rent when."<i> Either would be correct.
Thank you a ton for the nice WAFF. It makes a good day that much better.
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(Anonymous) 2005-11-03 01:25 am (UTC)(link)-Lurker from above paragraph
I help lurker format :D
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grammar keels me ded. x_x i need windshades to be online more often.
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the stories rated very high on my squee meter~so adorable! Also, i LOVE the end of the first one! perfect reaction from the boys although I think Sakura has a point. ^_____^ And the rent one made me go "awww!"~so easy to see where each side is coming from.
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Naruto coupons! Pregnant!Sasuke! XD The baby being a god of taijutsu!
Woman, I know I say this daily, but damn, love you. ♥
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Giftart
Also, I have a piece of giftart for you but I wasn't sure exactly where to send it so I figured I'd post the link here for you. Lemme know if you want the file for yourself, I'll be glad to send it to you.
Here you are:
Saki-chan (http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24761702/)
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*dies*
Makes sense that Sasuke would want a large brood, though, and Kyuubi will quite happy being the "head" of an entire swarm. Of course, how would he react if HIS host was the "mommy bitch". *hee hee hee* I can almost imagine the complaints and total loss of dignity.
You know what? I hate mpreg. It's a dumb excuse to make a male character feminine. Between you and that long-running SasuNaru mpreg fic, though, I'm actually enjoying it. Not that I'll go hunting mpreg fics now, though. You two are just two good, that's all. ^_^
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hah, I hate it too, usually. But there have been exceptions... :D