Warnings: SasuNaru mpreg, reincarnated Obito, time travel, slight godlike!Naruto and Sasuke, stronger!smarter!Obito, slightly suggestive themes here and there in the beginning, a little bit of character death, a year or two-older Minato and Kushina (they're sixteen instead of twelve), and AU. Don't like mpreg or yaoi? Don't worry. It's only for the first chapter.
I'm not the best at romance; it's something I avoid because reasons. The only pairing will be SasuNaru and MinaKushi. That's it. Might do ObiKakaObi…most likely not, since I am absolutely terrible at developing relationships. I like da feels and I can make them (I just don't post them because more reasons), but I can't create the development of the feels for the life of me. True story, bro.
Anyways, inspiration! Yay! This was inspired by Three Words by Heart of PureSilver, Comatose by kitsunelover300 and Ricochet by Strix 4. Recommended song: Out Of My Mind by Holly Drummond (Cross Them Out Remix).
Enjoy.
Prologue: Death Shall Knock
"Man…pregnancy is so harsh…" A light thud echoed as Uzumaki Naruto's forehead hit the table of his and his husbands apartment. "My butt hurts just sitting…" He poked his swollen and very pregnant stomach. "You're annoying, you little rat."
Uchiha Sasuke grunted. "Not my fault you're a hermaphrodite."
"It's your fault for exploring the possibilities of a hermaphrodite becoming pregnant dattebayo," Naruto shot back. He scrunched up his nose, looking up at Sasuke with a moody expression. "And the due date is an entire month away dattebayo! I can't take this shit anymore…"
"…Are you hungry?" the Uchiha questioned after a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
Instantly, the blonde's face brightened. "Yes! Six bowls of ramen—ASAP! I'm hungry, and so is baby! C'mon! Chop chop! I'm not gonna sit on my ass and wait for you!"
Sasuke grumbled something about blondes and ramen, but let it go; when Naruto wanted something, he learned over the past nine or so months, he got it. Regardless. Personally he found it to be infuriating to be ordered around like a slave, but another part of him just couldn't…handle…the cuteness Naruto emitted when he got angry over something as small as why his hair was so bright, even though he knew that it was his genes from his father. He had tendencies to get aroused by it.
Besides, stupidity knew no bounds… Sasuke thought, but then again, Naruto could've been bored…
Fifteen minutes later, ten bowls were stacked in two groups on the counter next to a steaming pot of freshly homemade ramen. Naruto was chanting, Sasuke was slightly annoyed and the baby kicked more than once, which made the Uzumaki complain loudly about how his bladder was gonna break at the rate the child was kicking. And then he blamed Sasuke for the "infuriating acts of sexual intercourse with my well-being".
"Well it's not particularly my fault that I'm so good in bed…" Sasuke said.
"You just completely changed the point of this conversation," Naruto dead panned. He rubbed his stomach, mouth watering as Sasuke dished the apparent dinner up. "I really hope that this child here," he poked his stomach, "doesn't inherit your annoying antics."
Sasuke turned, three bowls in each hand. He raised a brow. "I'm the annoying one?"
"Aren't we all?" Naruto shot back, rolling his eyes and putting his hands up in the air with a look that just said "no shit, genius". "Besides…" his voice trailed off for a second, his bright blue eyes staring at nothing before he blinked back. He blinked again, "…Forgot what I was saying."
The Uchiha coughed out something akin to a laugh, but proceeded to set the six bowls of ramen on the table, taking one for himself while five others remained in front of Naruto. "Well, anyways, speaking of due dates…" Sasuke started slowly, a small smile forming on his face as he pulled his chop sticks apart, "…where do you wanna birth her?"
"Him," Naruto corrected adamantly. Neither of them knew the gender: They wanted it to be a surprise to at least enjoy what they have in spite of the war raging on outside of the walls. Taxes were ridiculous, and it was a wonder that they were still in a decent sized two-room apartment, even if they were ninja. "And I want a home birth. Do you think you'll be able to help?"
Sasuke paled dramatically, making Naruto laugh loudly.
"I'm joking! I'm joking…" he said as he wiped the tears of laughter away. He split his chopsticks apart, practically breathing his first bowl of ramen before he spoke again. "I can do it myself…besides, Kurama will be able to do something, if not at least support my organs for the time being…"
Worry crossed the Uchiha's face as he chewed on ramen, completely clueless as to what Naruto was indirectly pointing out. "Yourself? Are you sure? That's probably the worst idea I've ever heard. Where'd you get that from, hmm?"
"I know exactly what I'm doing."
"That's exactly what you said ten months ago," Sasuke shot back smugly.
"Whatever! But…really, I do know what I'm doing." Naruto breathed in another bowl of ramen, still surprising Sasuke even though he had seen it happen so, so many times. "I've read books, learned from Katsu-chan, and stuff. So I know what I'm doing."
Sasuke blinked. "Well this is new." He smirked his signature Uchiha smirk. "You—Uzumaki Naruto, dead last and idiot—reading books?"
Said Uzumaki glared, his face blazing a burning red with annoyance and anger towards the playful tease. "Shut up, you stupid bastard! I can read!"
"Hn."
"Don't even go there."
Sasuke smiled again, slurping up some more ramen noodles. Naruto, on the other hand, breathed in the entire pot, drinking the soup and chomping down on miso pork. But the Uchiha suddenly remembered something in the middle of the entire ordeal: "Shit—"
"Baby is listening," Naruto cut in abruptly as he wiped his mouth clean of soup with his sleeve.
"Right. Crap," Sasuke grumbled. "Whatever. I just remembered something…"
The blonde blinked. "What's up?"
"Hokage-sama gave me a mission that would extend over to February…"
The Uzumaki glared. "What? Why? I thought he knew, 'ttebayo!"
Sasuke shook his head. "No…it's best to keep it all a secret. Even if Hiruzen is a well-trusted man, he doesn't personally know us…not right now. To him, I'm just a gay outside Uchiha with a husband, with hopes of raising a child by the end of this god damned war."
Naruto frowned, his skin creasing harshly. "Bullshit. This war ended on the sixth of February, and the Third War is supposed to start on the twelfth of June…or something."
"First off…it's supposed to start on the seventeenth of July." Sasuke showed off a frown of his own. "…And second of all, I could be going on the mission to stop the war."
The pregnant whisker-marked jinchūriki cringed, his frown turning into a grim expression. "Didn't…everyone…die on that mission?"
A heavy silence fell for many minutes until Naruto winced from the punch he felt from right under his left lung, where he knew his to-be baby boy's upper body was at. He looked grim again, speaking to break the disturbing silence between the two, "Well, you have half of jij's power…I'm hoping this time around, things will be different."
Sasuke sighed heavily, a slight and barely noticeable pout forming on his face. If it wasn't for the fact that Naruto knew the Uchiha inside and out, he most likely would've missed it. The Uchiha looked out the window next to the dining room table, glaring irritably down at the people below who already seemed to cringe, wince, twitch or find the urge to run underneath the optical practical death threat. "Yeah…but…it's weird. Just…the entire situation is weird."
"How so?" Naruto asked, intent on listening to his lovers potential rant.
Sasuke paused thoughtfully, his glare turning into an unreadable Uchiha expression that Naruto both loved and envied. Silence reigned supreme once again, dominating breathing and movement as the Uzumaki waited for a response. He released a breath of air he hadn't realized he was holding when Sasuke sighed, turning his head to make eye contact with bright blue and curious eyes.
He frowned. "I just feel like something's gonna happen…it won't be bad, but it won't be good, either. It's…neutral. You know?"
Naruto blinked, simply nodding with a thoughtful look. He stood slowly, stretching out his aching back. He sighed. "Well. Isn't that eventful." He turned his head to Sasuke, "When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow," was the simple and empty-sounding—but annoyed—response.
The Uzumaki blinked in surprise, gaping like a fish. "Tomorrow? That's…that's ridiculous!"
"I know, I know…" he looked out the window grimly again, leaving words hanging with a sprinkle of suspense.
Naruto frowned, waddling like a duck towards his husband, which seemed to ruin the moment. But the blonde ignored it; Sasuke's lips twitched up, though.
"Quack, quack," he teased with an amused expression.
The blonde stared, smacking the back of the Uchiha's head out of annoyance of the tease. He then reached for Sasuke's hand, grabbing it and gently tugging. "Just shut up and take a nap with me, Rīsentosutaira-hiko. I want to at least spend that much time with you before you leave…or…whatever. Just get your ass in the bed, or else your ass will be bruised as I smack it with a spoon as punishment when you get back."
Sasuke simply smiled, following Naruto towards their bedroom with a much more lax and amused expression. He would never get used to Naruto's waddling.
One month later…
Naruto rubbed his stomach again, staring outside towards the busy world of Konoha. He frowned.
He felt nervous; today was the day the child would be due—the time he would see his baby. He felt pains every now and then, but it had been happening for a while; it was just spread out through the entire three or so months of his pregnancy. He knew what it was: Practice labours. He didn't know why his body did it. It just happened…even if he was part male, it seemed.
Katsu, his nurse over the course of the pregnancy and the third person who knew of his secret, was adamant on helping him. But he refused. He knew that, despite the efforts of restraint, Kurama's chakra would lash out due to instinct and desperation of survival. He knew this, because it happened during his birth; the only difference was Kushina had a seal. He didn't.
He didn't particularly like it, either. It was the main reason why he avoided having a midwife, even if they were strong. A bijū was still too much for them, no matter what.
Naruto winced heavily when he felt a light but but noticeable contraction. It was much harsher this time. He grounded his teeth together, his forehead leaning on the table as he rubbed his stomach. He stared down at his bulged gut with a childish glare. "Get out of me, will ya? I know it's comfortable, but god damn, get out. Now. I gotta see your face. And then smother it with kisses 'cause of how cute I know you'd look."
A kick was his response, followed by another contraction that made Naruto wince heavily again. "Yeah. Ow. Don't, dattebayo."
Another heavy pain rushed through his abdomen a minute after sitting in silence and staring at his stomach. This time, however, it made him grunt painfully. He cringed, not hesitating to quickly stand as fast as his joints could make him go, dealing with the following contraction that actually made him shout; next thing he knew, his pants were wet.
His water had finally broken.
Time for hell, eh? Naruto thought grimly. He rushed faster towards his room, where he had set everything up for the birthing process. He—knowing a thing or two about fūinjutsu—had put up silencing and chakra oppression seals. Both were actually there already because of…reasons, but they were always helpful. Especially now.
He had to strengthen them with Kurama's chakra because they had considerably weakened over the year or two he and Sasuke had lived in the apartment they owned. Plus…noise, and more reasons—
"Ouch! Son of a bitch!" Naruto shouted as he finally entered his room. "That one hurt like hell…"
He was already breathless. This is ridiculous…
You'll have to get used to it. Kurama interrupted. You're about to go through hours of shit.
Shut your mouth, you stupid fur ball. Naruto hissed back as he held his stomach. He shouted again when he felt another labour hit him with the rage of Mother Nature. You're able to help, right?
…I don't know. Kurama replied doubtfully. But…my chakra is still tainted. It'll burn the kid if I help.
God dammit. He shouted again, flopping onto his bed. He stripped, leaving on his yukata he kept over his pants that were now wet. His hands pressed against his stomach, sweat already forming lightly on his brow. "Fuck! This…this hurts."
Another contraction that was weaker compared to the others followed closely, but it still hurt. A lot.
He dealt with light or slightly rougher contractions for about thirty minutes before the really intense ones came: It hurt worse than the Chidori Sasuke shoved into his chest when he was thirteen.
He screamed painfully when it hit, already feeling Kurama's chakra flaring wildly within his coils, healing organs that were most likely failing already due to the inevitable pressure of his female pieces. But he knew that the fox couldn't keep it up for eternity, the baby was fragile and had to not be touched by the chakra, or even be near it, which was harder than it looked.
Another few screams escaped his throat when he felt yet again another few painful contractions. He gripped the sheet, his nails digging into the cloth like it was the end of the world. It was hurting so damn much…he didn't know what the hell to do other than just scream and rip the sheets apart.
And that's what he did he screamed again and again in response to the new five contractions. The sixth was interrupted.
"Naruto!"
The voice made him pause, as it was Sasuke's. "I-in here—" he croaked, but was interrupted when he felt the inevitable sixth contraction that seemed just a little bit more painful than the rest; he screamed in sync with it like a song…he found that to be an odd comparison…
The Uchiha rushed in to the bedroom, eyes frantic. "Due date! Uh. Um. Shit! Shit—fuck—dammit! Wha-what am I supposed to do?! Am I the midwife here? Fuck! Naruto!"
Naruto would've laughed at his husbands freak out if it wasn't for the fact that he was in the process of birthing a child. "Just get your ass over here!"
Sasuke didn't hesitate to run to Naruto's side. The Uzumaki instantly grabbed his hand with a bone-breaking grip. The Uchiha cringed, but didn't say anything else. He just winced at the loud shout, encouraging the blonde with as much moral support as he could muster the entire two hours—which, to Naruto's side-converse quarter, found that to be a lot of moral support. Surprises, surprises, he silently mused.
Of course, his muse was quickly forgotten when he felt another pain thrice times stronger than the last many contractions he had been going through in the past two and half hours. It happened many times, and he pushed out the newborn with as much strength as he could muster. But he could already feel his body faltering underneath the pain and sweat and pricking tears of sadness; he knew he was going to die, no matter what.
A man, whether or not he has certain female organs to support pregnancy, could never survive birth. Katsu had made that very clear.
But all pain was forgotten when a loud cry echoed in the room, sharply cutting through the air. Sasuke quickly let go of Naruto's sweaty—and surprisingly soft—hand, finding a child on a blanket right where he expected…him to be. He blinked dumbly for a second, before another sharp wail cut into his dumbfounded moment. He wrapped the child in the blanket, staring with wide eyes.
"Sasuke…stop staring…" Naruto panted tiredly from his spot as he relaxed his legs and entire body, ignoring the pain that still lingered.
The Uchiha gave a sheepish look, walking around to the other side of the bed. He sat down, lying down across from Naruto. The child was set down in between them, Naruto staring with exhausted and happy eyes, while Sasuke just stared dumbly, but still fondly.
It stayed like that for a long while, but it was broken as Naruto stroked the child's face as he rolled on his side, noting the thin—but noticeable—layer of black hair on top of his head. A weak smile spread across his lips. "It's a boy…I told you so…"
Sasuke looked at Naruto, as he discovered that when he first saw the newborn boy before the blanket covered him up. "What makes you say that?"
"Boys have a thinner head of hair when born…" Naruto murmured. He laughed quietly, his throat croaking heavily. He was rather pale, and the way the light in his eyes was leaving scared Sasuke. Another fond smile formed on his lips.
"…He reminds me of Obito…" he murmured quietly and almost sadly, the child quieting to listen to the fond voice he had grown accustomed to over the months within the womb. His lips brushed again the temple of the boy. "…He doesn't exist yet…I think that should be his name…Uchiha Obito…"
Sasuke nodded, staring at the child. "…Yeah. Sure. Obito…knowing genes, he might as well have your brash and bright attitude…"
Naruto smiled and nodded again, slowly and weakly. He sighed tiredly, pulling Obito closer to himself as he closed his eyes. "…Give him a good life…" he said quietly. "He deserves it…"
Sasuke's eyes widened the moment those words were said. Last words. The one thing he didn't need: Last words. And from the only other person he truly loved. He had already heard last words from his captain on the mission—who was the most unlikeliest person he ever thought he would work under.
But to hear it from Naruto was…infuriating. "What…"
Naruto smiled pathetically—but sadly, whispering a quiet "I love you two" before his breathing slowed to a stop, and his heart abruptly stopping.
To say the least, it'd most likely be the last time Sasuke would ever cry so loudly in a very, very long time.
On the other hand, the newly founded Uchiha Obito had no idea what to think as to what he had just witnessed. And that was saying something.
"Rīsentosutaira-hiko": "Prince Ducktail"
Mpreg yaoi, time travel, and reincarnation. Kaboom. You're welcome, fan girls. And maybe boys here and there.
So, yeah, rough for Sasuke and Obito. But it was inevitable. You'd have to be 100% female to properly birth a child. Men were not exactly built for the pressure of labor…
Preview:
"I can't exactly take care of him as of now," Minato read aloud to Kushina, "please take care of him. Just for a few months. Signed Uchiha Obito's father…" He blinked dumbly. "…What."
"I didn't sign up for this, dattebane!"
"Neither did I!"
I didn't either.
Peace! :3
