Nine Months

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Please don’t sue me.

WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS YAOI. Meaning it has boy-boy loving. If you are not cool with that, then please close this browser or press the back button. Please do not say that you have not been warned! However, if you like boy-luffing then please go ahead and enjoy the fic! ^^

Major pairing: SasuNaru

Premise: Sasuke and Naruto are already together for sometime. Everybody’s about 18-19 years old oki?

Other Notes: The whole chapter is narrated via 1st POV alternating between Naruto and Sasuke. Naruto goes first, then Sasuke’s POV follows after the ****** , and then Naruto again, and then Sasuke…well..you get the picture.

Multi-chapter fanfic or a oneshot? I don’t know yet at this point =P


Nine Months
by macy


Chapter 1. Stomach flu


Usually, having the Kyuubi as a lifetime boarder has some excellent perks. It heals minor and major cuts, burns, and other complications in record time without needing outside medical attention. However, the Kyuubi’s healing power can never do anything with regards to gastro-intestinal problems.

I try to pull my head away from the toilet for the second time that morning, and the fifth time that week. I’ve been throwing up every single damn morning for more than a week now. If I ever figure out what the heck I ate that caused this severe stomach flu, or food poisoning or whatever this thing is, I will make sure that food item shall never enter this house again!

I try to recall what I have eaten more than a week ago once more as I grabbed a hand towel hanging on the towel rack on my side and began to wipe my mouth vigorously, hoping to take the sour aftertaste of vomiting away.

I know that it wouldn’t make a difference, but I do it anyway.

The funny thing is, usually when I eat something bad, throwing up is usually accompanied by diarrhea. I know, disgusting topics, but hey, I’m sick and I’m not exactly happy about it as well, especially since I feel a wave of nausea coming. Again. Argh. Stomach flu was never this bothersome before. If this does not go away in another day or two, then I guess it’s about time that I go see a doctor.

I was just about to make another dive for the toilet bowl when I heard a knock on the door. “Who the heck would be knocking at our doorstep this early in the morning?” I grumbled, as I took deep breaths hoping to calm my stomach down. Sensing that my breathing exercise was working, I stood up, walked towards the sink and flushed my mouth with a scoopful of water hoping to wash the sour taste away. Perhaps it will reduce the putrid smell as well. Morning breath combined with puking-breath will definitely scare anyone away.

Not that I’m a very welcoming host at the moment anyway.

I struggled to keep the nausea down a bit as I approached the front door. Whoever was out there really wanted me to get the door immediately, judging by the incessant pounding. Sure, I was generally a morning person, and I usually would be up at this time anyway, but this stomach problem is really taking a toll on me. Try sticking your head in the toilet on a regular basis. I grumbled about early morning unwanted visitors once more before I finally opened the door.

“Sakura-chan,” I mumbled a poor excuse for a greeting.

“Naruto!!! What are you doing still dressed in your pajamas?!?!?! Of all people, I thought you would be the one who would be excited about this day!”

She yelled at me, making my head throb even more. Was it really necessary for her to be so loud? I managed to produce a reply that very much sounded like a, “Huh?” before I continued to stare blankly at her.

“Sasuke and the others are coming back today! Have you actually forgotten about it?”

Oh.

Oh.

Oh!!!!!

Shit. That was today? My eyes dilated before I took a quick glance at the calendar hanging on the wall.

Yup, that was today, unless I encircled the wrong date, and subsequently wrote Sasuke’s name over and over again on the said date’s box by mistake. Yes, the stupid flu’s definitely taking a toll on me.

I was so excited earlier this week about Sasuke’s return! I can’t believe it just slipped my mind!

“Really Naruto,” I heard Sakura sigh, effectively bringing me back to reality. “Don’t worry, I asked the Hokage’s office right before I went here, and they told me that Sasuke and the others are supposed to arrive here in Konaha in about half an hour. They would have to report to the Hokage before they’re officially done with the mission. The meeting would probably last for about an hour or so. After that, we’re going to treat them all out for lunch! So…that would give you about two hours to get ready and maybe… clean the place up a bit?”

She explained to me while glancing around the house after saying her last statement. I followed her eyes and noticed the state that the house was in, the Uchiha house to be exact. Sasuke and I have finally decided to move in together more than half a year ago, and have chosen his mansion over my little apartment. Not much competition there, really.

“Ahehehe…yeah, that should be enough time. Thanks for reminding me Sakura. So I’ll meet you guys at the Hokage tower in a couple of hours then?”

“Yup, I’ll go remind the others as well, in case it has slipped their minds as well,” she said to me before waving goodbye.

I closed the door, and leaned on it heavily as I stared at the whole mess --- my mess to be exact. Sasuke left the house in pristine condition before he left for his mission, and now look at this! I couldn’t help but shake my head and mentally scold myself for being such a slob. Sasuke’s not a clean freak, nor does he beat the shit out of me for making his house a wreck. He just mutters “dobe” at me and then starts to quietly clean up. I’m sure Sasuke will be tired when he gets home, and I’m not that heartless to make him work on the house the moment he steps inside. So I guess, I should start cleaning up, ne?

I turn towards the coffee table and start to pick up the empty ramen cups scattered across the living room, when I felt my stomach churn. I do not need an additional mess on the floor to clean up. I quickly dropped the ramen cups and ran towards the nearest bathroom before completely letting go of what stomach contents I have left.

Damn. Two hours may not be enough time, not to mention that the notion of eating in a couple of hours is not exactly sending such happy vibes to my brain or my stomach.

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The Hokage’s secretary came out earlier and informed us that Tsunade-sama will be seeing us in about five minutes. The said secretary told us that exactly 45 minutes ago.

The mission was a piece of cake. With two pairs of Hyuuga eyes, plus my own Sharingan eyes, and Shikamaru’s intellect, the enemy did not even stand a chance. The mission only took this long because of the distance we had to travel and the weather conditions we had to fare. It was winter after all. Our traveling time spent each day were much shorter than usual, and since none of us wanted to set camp on a cold, snowy patch of land in the middle of nowhere, we always opted to spend the night at the inns of the towns and villages we happened to pass. We sometimes had to stop even before the sun had begun to set knowing that we won’t be able to reach the next town before nightfall.

I glance at my silent team mates for this mission who were patiently waiting in the same room as me. The silence does not really bother me. Shikamaru, Neji, and Hinata were never known to be the talkative ones. This trail of thought, lead me to remember a certain hyperactive, loudmouth blonde. I miss him. I could not wait to see him again. To see that innocent, naive face of his that just begs me to do unspeakable things to him. I recall how he unconsciously half-closes his eyes and pouts those sultry lips as he arches into me. To hear those moans and whimpers….It makes me want to do it faster….harder, until he can no longer m---

Damn.

I have turned into a pervert. It’s his fault. He has turned me into this perverted monster. Sometimes, I even scare myself with my own thoughts. I’m only perverted towards him though. I felt myself visibly smirk with that last thought.

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“Sakura-chan!!! I’m sorry I’m late!!” I screamed as I ran towards the group waiting outside the building.

“Naruto! Finally! Don’t worry they’re still inside.” She greeted me as she turned away from Ino who she was speaking with right before my loud entrance.

Thankfully, my stomach and head had given me a long deserved break, so I am now back to my usual energy level. My full-blown greeting was interrupted as the Tower’s door opened and revealed a brown-haired young man.

“Shikamaru!” Ino yelled right before she pounced on the poor guy. Chouji was right behind her munching on a bag of chips as he mumbled something that sounded like, “Welcome back.” Well, it’s a good thing that Chouji does not take a break from storing energy even when he’s not on a mission, right? I hear Shikamaru mumble and ask what all of us were doing there, and how all of this is just bothersome. I also caught a slight smile he was holding underneath his scowl though, as his gennin team mates continued to “bother” him.

The door opened again and this time it was the cousins that stepped out. Hinata was immediately greeted by Kiba and Akamaru, while Shino silently stood behind the two hyperactive fellows giving Hinata a slight nod. At least, that’s what I can see from here. I don’t know if Shino actually smiled at her, or said something since I didn’t hear anything, and I certainly could not see if his lips moved with that ridiculous high collared coat he always wore.

Neji was immediately blocked by Lee, who seemed to be emitting stars and sparkly stuff out of nowhere. Tenten welcomed Neji as well and handed him what seemed like a box of sweets as a welcome home present.

The door shut close, and still no sign of Sasuke. Where is he? I glanced to my side and assumed that Sakura probably have the same thoughts judging by how her forehead has wrinkled. Sakura has long accepted my relationship with Sasuke but that doesn’t mean that her concern for us ended right then. She cares for us both, though I honestly think that Sakura probably has a dash more concern for Sasuke more than what she has for me.

My contemplations were interrupted as I noticed movement from the door through the corner of my eye. My extremely aware nature, which was necessary for any ninja anyway, was rewarded greatly as a dark-haired figure appeared at the doorway.

Sasuke.

I think my heart skipped a beat.

Yeah right. All that waiting has turned me into a cheesy lover waiting for his knight and shining armor to come home. My heart started pounding faster though as Sasuke made eye contact with me. I saw his lips almost contort into a smile. Almost. I have yet to see those lips curve up into a real smile when we’re out in public. Not that I am complaining about that at all. Sasuke smiling will only increase his fan club base to gigantic proportions, and more competition does not exactly bring music to my ears.


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I wanted to dash through these groups of huddled individuals to reach Naruto immediately. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins the moment our eyes met. I wanted nothing more than to hug him, to tell him how much I have missed him and what seriously twisted thoughts he had plagued me with during our time apart.

But I am Uchiha Sasuke. I don’t just hug anyone, anywhere. Sure everybody in our “welcome committee” knows my relationship with Naruto but that does not mean that we had to shamelessly flaunt our affection for each other in public. So as usual, I practiced self-control, and muttered a “dobe” to my sunshine instead, once he was a couple of meters in front me. I carefully withheld a smile that was threatening to break out.


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“Glad to see you too, Sasuke-teme!” I exclaimed while beaming an especially radiant smile. Sasuke greeted Sakura as well with a curt nod, which Sakura replied with an inquiry on how Sasuke was doing.

The party would probably have continued in front of the building if not for the guards at the Tower who reprimanded our group for being too noisy. We took that as our cue to move to another venue.

The restaurant that I am guessing, Sakura and Ino chose, was not bad at all. No, it was not Ichiraku’s but you could smell the aroma of food the moment you set foot into the restaurant, and boy did it smell good. I could almost feel some drool trickle down the side of my mouth.


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The dobe is practically drooling. Did he forget that this lunch is in honor of our successful mission and safe return home? I think that thought escaped his head the moment the first waft of food molecules entered his smell receptors.

I settled myself beside Sakura at the end of the long table the hostess seated us in, with Naruto seated right across from me. I unconsciously opened the menu and randomly searched for something that interested me.

Ramen. I read before it actually dawned on me that I was subconsciously looking for the said meal. I’m not very much fond of ramen as much as a certain someone I know, but lately I’ve always found myself checking if the restaurant had ramen before I actually start looking for anything else. I think it’s because I know that I would not hear the end of it, if Naruto and I go to a place that does not serve ramen. Satisfied that this place had ramen, I moved on to another page of the menu and searched for something I actually liked.


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Hmm…what do I want? Of course, the sensible thing to order would be ramen, but right at this moment, that doesn’t sound as yummy as it usually does. I want….

I paused for a bit as my eyes continuously rolled over the menu items. Nothing is catching my attention. It’s probably because of all the nausea and hurling. It has caused me to lose my appetite!! Nooooooooo!!!

My inner turmoil ceased to a rapid stop when I spotted sakuramochi on the piece of paper I was holding.

Sakuramochi…~~~~

I couldn’t help but drool as I stared at the image of a pink sweet rice cake on the menu. My drooling only intensified as I read taiyaki some inches below the photo of the pink mochi.

My drooling trance was ended when I felt a palm hit me square on the forehead almost causing me and my chair to fall back on the floor. I glared at the owner of the hand as I rubbed my poor forehead.

“Bastard! What did you do that for?” I fumed at the man seated across me.

“For drooling and making us lose our appetite.” He told me.

“Why the intense look on the menu? We all know what you’re getting anyway?” the arrogant bastard added as he leaned casually on his chair, his arms folded across his chest.

Argh. And he just came back from a long mission right? Is this the right way to treat your special someone that you haven’t seen in a while?


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The dobe is glaring at me for smacking his head. I flash a superior smirk at him knowing that this will only intensify his annoyance. Teasing Naruto has got to be one of the most amusing things in the world. My source of entertainment was slightly distracted when the waitress asked him what he would like to get.

Why do they even bother to ask? Naruto for one should just carry a sign that says ‘I want ramen’ whenever he goes out. It will make things much easier for all of us.

“Sakuramochi and taiyaki please!!!” I heard him say.

Haa!! I told you!! I am so righ---

Wait a second. Did I hear that right? He ordered something other than ramen? I must be tired from the long trip. I’m starting to hear things.

Oh. Wait. I am not hearing things. Lee just pointed out loud that Naruto didn’t order ramen.


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“What?” I asked. I didn’t know ordering such simple dishes would gather so much attention towards me. Did I say something wrong? They do serve those dishes in this place in case they don’t know.

“What?” I asked again.

“Naruto!! What’s wrong with you? No ramen for lunch?” Kiba asked quite boisterously.

I shrugged before I replied, “I just don’t feel like eating ramen right now. I want something sweet.”

The others just shrugged at my simple explanation, but Sasuke wasn’t convinced. “Hey Naruto. Is there something wrong?”

Come on now. There really is nothing more than that! I want sakuramochi and taiyaki. Do they have to make such a big deal about it? “No Sasuke, really!” I exasperated rather dramatically as I rubbed my right temple. Ok..maybe there is something a little bit wrong as I felt a wave of nausea coming, but I refused to let the others know about this long term flu I am experiencing. I inhaled a couple of deep breaths and waited until my head started feeling normal again.

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It was very early in the morning and the sun had barely risen. I rolled to my other side and pulled the covers tightly around me as my breathing heater stood up again for the second time that morning. ‘What is wrong with him?’ I thought sleepily, knowing that I should probably stand up and check up on Naruto. I am not exactly a morning person though. So, as much as I would like to stand up and check on my dobe, my body refused to move.

My internal dilemma on whether to stand up or not was put to a temporary hold as I felt someone sit on the bed, and slip under the covers. I snuggled closer to the bed’s newly returned occupant and asked him if he was feeling alright in a sleepy voice. I kept my eyes closed and waited patiently for his answer.

“Nothing to worry about.” I heard him say as he held me closer to him. I smiled softly at his action and tilted my head to give him a kiss. He leaned into my kiss, which I saw as an invitation to slip my tongue out and beg entrance to his hot mouth.

I wasn’t given entrance though. His lips remained pursed keeping our kiss chaste and void of the fierce passion that I was aiming for. I pulled back and pried my eyes open. I looked at him with questioning eyes, confused as to why he wouldn’t open his mouth. He usually complied without much resistance.


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He’s looking at me as if I just grew a second head. I guess my zipped lips made him more curious than I thought it would. Since I could not come up with a plausible excuse, I simply committed on telling Sasuke the truth.

“Uhh…I just threw up a few minutes ago. I don’t think you’d want to openly kiss me shortly after that.” I explained as casually as I can, as I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly. He does not need to know how long this little problem had been occurring.

I saw worry etch on his face as he reached out to cup the side of my face. He looks so adorable like this. I feel so lucky to be able to receive such warm attention and concern from Sasuke. I leaned into his touch as I relished the silent comfort between us.

“Naruto…what’s wrong? Was it something you ate today?”

I purred into his touch. His voice is so damn sexy. I know he isn’t even trying to be sexy, which makes it even better. Sasuke’s voice right after he wakes up has got to be one the sexiest voice on the planet, of course, right next to the voice he uses when we’re….active in bed.

Maybe if I just continue to purr, he’ll just let the topic go. I have found out long ago that Sasuke is pretty weak against the unintelligible noises I make when were intimate.

“Naruto…?”

Damn. It didn’t work. He’s still insistent.

“Hmm? Not today, but nothing serious. No worries…” I hummed hoping that it would end the questions.

“Since when?”

Argh. Sasuke. Since when did he get so nosy? Should I say yesterday? He wouldn’t know right? Ermm..but he has this internal lie detector I think, He always manages to find out if I’m telling him the truth or not. So, with a huge sigh, I quietly whispered the truth as I nibbled on his ear, hopefully distracting enough attention to remove his mind from what we were talking about.

“More than a week!” he freaked out as he detangled our limbs from each other.

So much for distraction.


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Naruto’s been sick for more than a week? Naruto does not get sick! Is there anything wrong with the Kyuubi?

“Kyuubi?” I voiced out.

Naruto shook his head before verbally explaining, “Nope, though I’m not sure what is wrong exactly.”

“Why haven’t you seen a doctor yet?!” I fumed as I shook his shoulders violently. Usurakontachi. Does he know what he’s doing to me? I didn’t even know that I could be such a worry wart a year or so ago.

“Sasuke, you can be really loud when you want to...” the idiot tried to crack a joke as he covered his ears for emphasis.

Well, I don’t care if I am being loud. I don’t want anything to happen to the only person I care so much deeply. The only person I have left. I hugged him, and crushed him fiercely against my chest as I showered light kisses on the side of his head.

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I could feel his heart thumping in this position. He’s really worried about me. Gods. I love Sasuke. He’s the only person who could make me feel like this --- feel like a frickin jelly. He holds me tightly against his chest as if he’d never let me go. He’s really worried.

The cute bastard.

I slightly inch away from his chest so he could actually understand what I had to say.

“I was planning to go see a doctor in a day or two if things do not improve. I can go see one later today if you prefer,” I said softly as I stroked his arm with my free hand.

“Yes. I would very much like that. In fact I’ll go with you.” I heard him say as his hand slowly descended down my back, and did not stop until his hands were firmly gripping my ass. He pulled me closer into him as he gave my rump a tight squeeze causing me to release a moan right into his ear.


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“Mmm…Sasuke…” I heard him moan into my ear. I gave his backside another squeeze and started rubbing against him ever so slowly. “Naruto…” I moaned back.

I feel Naruto’s sleek, wet tongue start to lick at my throat and I willingly tilt my head back to give him more room to explore. I could feel his teeth scraping against my already sensitive skin, only to have his tongue lap again at the area where his teeth had just been. He shifts his weight over until he is completely on top of me. His legs now folded on either side of me, his whole upper body hovering above me. He pries himself off of me and I grunt in displeasure as that wet tongue leaves my neck.

He looks at me with those clear blue eyes, and I swear I could just look at them forever. He flashes me a small smile before he rubs his hips against mine with such force. I grunt and fist the sheets around me, struggling to maintain eye contact, when my body is telling me to just close my eyes so I could relish the pleasure even more. He continues to rub against me as he slowly descents towards my neck again, but this time his hands have moved from the upper part of my arm, to my wrists, effectively pinning me onto the bed. I groan and try to wriggle against his hold. I half-heartedly try to escape from his grip. Yes. Half-heartedly, because I am very much enjoying this dominant Naruto as a matter of fact. I can feel myself harden even more as I think of what would follow in a few minutes.

I came back from my little trip to cloud 9 sooner than I have anticipated as I felt Naruto release me with much haste, as if my skin had just burnt him. I forcefully opened my half-lidded eyes to see Naruto slowly push himself off of me with a hand securing his mouth, while the other clutched at his stomach. I see him lurch forward the moment he managed to step out of bed, and sped to the bathroom using inhuman speed.

You know what happened next.

I am definitely taking Naruto to the doctor later. Stopping at that moment was simply not right!! I decided with much frustration, as I tried to relieve my abandoned hard on.

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And so here I am at the Hokage’s office once more, sitting in the waiting area, with a half-asleep Sasuke beside me.

Weren’t I here just yesterday?

Sasuke had insisted that I immediately seek medical attention the moment I stepped out of the bathroom. And who else out there is willing to take a look at my condition other than the Hokage herself?

My stomach flu’s wrong timing really got to him. He was practically sending visible waves of frustration since we didn’t get to finish what we had started early this morning. It’s not my fault! I pouted. I very much would have preferred if we continued on with it, but I just couldn’t. I sighed as I waited for the Hokage’s assistant to let us in.

As if on cue, the assistant stepped out of the office and told us that Tsunade-baa-san is ready to see us. I nod at the young assistant and walked towards the office. Sasuke, who was woken up by the sound of the door opening, trailed right behind me. I paused right as I reached the door's handle to ask Sasuke if it was alright if he just waited for me outside the office. I really don’t want him to hear all that I’ve been feeling for the past week or so because I know that he’ll just get mad at me for not telling him sooner. Besides, I have the right to privacy right? I hope he doesn’t get offended or anything.


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I wait quietly outside the Hokage’s office, growing more anxious by the minute. It didn’t bother me much that Naruto wanted to see Tsunade-sama by himself. He has the right to seek private medical attention, although I really would have felt much better if I was in that room right now, especially since it has been over two hours since he stepped inside the said office! I don’t think an ordinary stomach flu would need that much time with a medical professional. What is really wrong with Naruto?

I sighed once more as I crouched and buried my face in my hands.

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“No way. No way. No way.” I chanted as soon as the Hokage broke the news.

“Well... I know what this must have been a shock to you, or to anyone for that matter, but I have checked three times already and I am definitely sure about this. Besides, all your symptoms point the same way as well.” I heard Tsunade-baa-san explain once more --- again with that silly grin on her face. She must think that this has to be the most amusing thing she has ever known in a while! But it is not as amusing as it seems if she was in my shoes!!!

“Sasuke’s right outside right? He has been waiting out there for a while. Why don’t we invite him in? He will find out sooner or later anyway, right?” She added. I could clearly see the fake concern she had for Sasuke. She is not concerned about Sasuke waiting outside for so long that he had probably grown roots already.

“You just want to see his reaction!! Arrrrrgh!!! I don’t even want to see how he’d react!” I erupted, my hands waving madly in the air. “Just how do you think a guy would react when he finds out that his lover, who is also male by the way, is pregnant--- With. His. Child!” I screamed exasperatedly with much emphasis on the last three words as I tried to pull my hair out.

“What did you just say Naruto?” I heard.

I froze.

That voice!

Sasuke.

I slowly turned my head around, knowing that my face was probably embossed with fear.

There he was, standing right in front of the door, eyes as dilated as they can be. I didn’t even know Sasuke’s eyes can get as big as that.

I was just about to go on another bout of hysteria when Tsunade-baa-san intercepted quite cheerfully.

“Ah! Sasuke! Great timing. Congratulations! You’re going to be a father in 8 months!”




AM: Did I just write that limey part right there? Really? LOL XD I feel embarrassed. My first limey fic The scary thing is I just kept typing and typing without giving too much thought into it! It just spilled out of my brain naturally… I have a perverse brain then? LOL.

Well…how was it? I know, there have been pregnant Naruto fanfics out there, but I really don’t think it’s enough XP

This is my first Naruto fic and my first yaoi fic as well. So, go easy on me, neh? So uhh, would you like me to continue or should I just leave this as a oneshot?

Please review and tell me what you think! Thank you!