AUTHORESS' NOTES: Here I am again, (haha) For the record, I just fix the AWFUL grammar errors in this fic, nothing else...I think. :) Just kidding, oh well, enjoy!
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They're all so…different. I still wonder how they could even stand each other before, much more now that they're staying under one roof. Another thing is considering the fact that they're so different, I wonder why they all fell in love with one girl. I'm not even special really, they could've gone along and married a model or beauty queen or something, but they didn't.
-smiles-
That's how awesome my guys are.
Hidan, my silver haired tough guy, is the only son of one of the biggest hotel and restaurant chains in the whole world. Heh, but I tell you he hates the food there, except for the Japanese food the rest were 'too pansy' for his tastes (he likes my cooking, yay!) but he endured the French Cuisine when he took me to a date in one of their hotels, he endured it until he found out that I didn't like fancy food that much. (He dragged me all the way to the burger joint near my house, wearing a tuxedo and yours truly, with a red dress)
Our coq-au-vin arrived after a few minutes followed by the wine Hidan ordered. I stared at the chicken thinking 'What's so special with this thing that it costs a lot?'
"Hey, aren't you going to eat?" Hidan asked from across me, he refrains from cursing when around me because Dei once told him that it was a turn off. I don't mind, really it's just a part of who he is.
I could hear people whispering around us;
'Isn't that Hidan-sama?'
'He's with a girl!'
'Isn't she the same girl Itachi-sama lives with?'
'I heard she lives with Sasori-sama and Deidara-sama too!'
'Yeah. Ugh what a whore'
I swallowed the lump in my throat and took a shuddering breath then smiled, Hidan glanced at me and I saw his ears twitch and his nose flare.
"Hey, you! Yeah you with the purple hair! Come here!" Hidan shouted pointing at the woman behind me. I placed a hand on his arm gesturing him to calm down, but he's Hidan after all when he's mad, he's mad. It's hard to restrain him.
"Yes, Hidan-sama?" the purple haired bimbo asked Hidan ignoring me.
Let's just say that by the time we got out of the hotel and arrived at the fast food chain that Hidan favors, the girl would've already cried a bucket of tears after being told off by my silver haired toughie.
I almost kind of felt bad for her.
Almost.
Deidara, my blonde energetic hottie, is one of the children of the owner of the biggest clothing line in Japan. That's why he's so hell-bent on insisting to buy my clothes; he said that I dress like a potato sack! Well he did have a good save for that comment; he said that even with a potato sack on he'll still love me. I know! It was an 'aww' moment! I could've kissed him that time but it was Sasori's day and even though he rarely shows it Sasori gets jealous easily.
"What the hell are you wearing un?"
I just stared at the newly arrived blonde who was currently twitching gesturing at my outfit.
"What?" I asked
"You really dress like a potato sack, you know?" Deidara said prancing around my room heading towards my closet.
"What was that supposed to mean?" I growled, my outfit was just fine!
"Wear this un." He chucked a pair of slightly fit jogging pants and a sleeveless red shirt at me.
"We're just going jogging, Deidara!" I complained, what's wrong with I'm wearing?
"Ugh, that still doesn't give you the right to dress ugly un."
"You think I dress ugly?"
"W-what? Are you crying un? Oh shit… No, no I don't think you dress ugly un! Stop crying Sakura! Come on! I'll still love you even if you dress like a potato sack un."
"R-really?"
"Ofcourse, un!"
He walked towards me and brushed my bangs lightly then stared at my eyes. His eyes are the bluest of blue, he reminds me of the prince charming's in the story books my father read to me when I was younger, I wonder what would've been his reaction to this.
He really did look like the fictional prince charming, with the blonde hair and blue eyes but what kind of prince charming have a speech defect and long stunning almost girly locks?
Deidara
"Aaw..thats so sweet Dei-kun!"
A cough interrupted us.
"Sakura, we'll be late"
Sasori, my enigma artist and the sole heir to the vast riches of his late grandmother, Chiyo-baasama. His grandma was the only one who accepted me among the rest of my lovers' parents. She likes me a lot, saying that I brought back her grandson from the dark pit he was in. He makes puppets and paintings and I think, no I know that they're really beautiful.
"Obaa-san we're home" Sasori called upon entering the house.
I could hear the light footsteps of his grandmother as we sat down the sofa. I look around, the house itself was artistic. It was designed by Sasori's late parents. Every corner was showered by equal amount of attention.
I gazed at the pictures hanging on their walls. There was one with Chiyo-baa and Sasori, Sasori and his parents, Sasori and the gang and well…Sasori and me.
"I hope you're looking at those because you're planning on adding another one with my great-grandchild with it" a voice said teasingly.
I blushed lightly and glanced at Sasori, seriously we were only in senior high that time!
Now that I think about it, Chiyo-baa won't be here to see her great-grandchild like she wants to…
I turned to the old woman making her way towards us with a tray of cakes and tea. I stood up and assisted her carrying it.
"Ah, Sakura you make me feel old" she complained
I just laugh setting down the silver tray.
"So what do I owe for this visit?" she asked sipping her tea
"Sakura wants to see my old paintings" Sasori replied, I know what he said was true but that doesn't mean he has to say it! His grandmother must think that I'm nosy.
"Oh why didn't you say so? They're upstairs in your old room." Chiyo-baa replied her first statement directed to me and the second one to Sasori.
We entered the room and I was awed by the vast subjects of Sasori's paintings, it scales from nature to people to landscapes and even nude women.
I blushed slightly staring at her; she's really beautiful, curves in all the right places and flowing black hair matched with her bottomless orbs.
I felt insecure; he must've noticed this and came to approach me.
"Don't be jealous-"
"What? I'm not jealous!" I huffed
"- no artist can ever do you any justice"
Art was always the main topic of Sasori and Deidara's arguments. For Sasori art's eternal and for Deidara art's fleeting, but I think both are special and wonderful in their own ways that's why I don't side any of them.
Itachi, my dark knight, the eldest son of the owner of the Uchiha Co.. His father was the hardest one to deal with together with his younger brother (who had a super major creepy obsession with topping his brother in everything), while his mother was just happy for her son. Mikoto-baa likes me and that didn't change when we all started living together. Itachi was the one who proposed this, and that was a surprise because I know that he doesn't like to share.
"What do you mean live with 'you'?" I screamed at the black haired man across me, glaring at him with all I've got.
"It's simple, live with 'all' of us" love all of us' Itachi said his voice quite softer than his usual. He already knew that convincing Sakura would be hard. Hard? He ain't seen nothing yet.
"It's not that easy Itachi! Your families, the media Kami knows they'll have a freaking fucking-tastic field day about what you just proposed if they find out!"
"Your hanging around Hidan too much-" I thought I heard jealousy lace his voice "-and what happened to the girl who doesn't care what people think of her?" He's baiting me and I know it. I won't give in.
"She's on vacation, Itachi with what you're offering, you're putting in-line your friendships with Hidan, Sasori and Deidara. You're putting in line your reputation-"
"They've already agreed. And we don't care, they could disown us for the hell we care"
"I feel like a whore with what you're offering me"
I saw red flash in his eyes and next thing I knew I was under him, my wrists pinned down.
"You are not a whore, Sakura." I shivered at his voice
"Then what do you call a girl living with 4 men?" I asked that, top that lover boy.
"A generous and loving person that doesn't want to hurt 4 men that loves her"
"We'll all just get hurt"
"It's part of life. We're big boys Sakura and we will never hurt you"
You see how successful their families are and I think you could've guess by now that they were supposed to take over their companies but they didn't and for what? A silly little girl they met in senior high. A silly little girl they bullied/oppressed but didn't back down. For silly little me.
I caressed my swollen belly, I'm at my 7th month now and I'm as big as a whale. Seriously. I smile, soon our family will have another member and soon a little kid would have my men around her finger. And yes, our baby's a girl. I kind of feel sorry for my baby, having 4 overprotective fathers? I couldn't even handle one! But then again my father died when I was 14 and my mother died when she gave birth to me, so how should I know right?
I'm worried about my child, our child actually. What if kids bully her about her family? What if she hates me? What if she hates her fathers? What would I do? What if I'm not going to be a good mother?
They found her sitting inside the nursery they designed all together for the new member of their family. The room was bright each corner had a touch of their own. The walls were yellow with designs such as flowers and butterflies. And the crib they assembled littered with stuff toys and teethers they bought for the baby.
"Hey" a voice called from the doorway. Sakura looked up to see the 4 most important men in her life. And saw that Hidan was the one who spoke.
A smile was painted upon her cherry pink lips "Hey" she greeted back. One by one they enter the room and surrounded her. They've all agreed in the 3rd month that the schedules would be put off until she gives birth and whoever the father is not important they'll all be fathers for the child.
"When are you due?" the black haired man asked from his place near the window.
Beryl eyes regarded him and he saw worry flash over his love's eyes before she answered and it seems like the others did too.
"May 23, nande?" Sakura answered before asking a question of her own
"Nandemonai"
"Hey, Sakura can I?" Deidara asked from his place near the television. He gestured at her stomach, his exposed blue eye held the classic puppy look.
"Sure" Sakura smiled, when they're like this in one room there was no jealousy issues if there was they don't let it ruin the moments, well that is when it was no one's day, because all of them have that I'm-possessive aura. Before back in senior high, Sakura could almost choke with the thickness of the atmosphere when they're all together, but people change in time. They become more mature and wise, time does that.
The blonde's large hand roamed around her clothed belly -of course the dress was picked by no one but him- when he felt a slight tap on his hand.
"Eh?" Sakura noticing Deidara's surprised look, smiled.
"She kicked" the pink haired woman stated caressing her swollen belly once again.
This caught the attention of the rest of the men inside the room.
"Really?" Hidan bellowed from his spot and with a few wide manly strides he was beside the pregnant woman.
"Yeah, she's been doing this a lot lately"
"Feisty, just like her mother" Sasori smirked from beside her, damn this man was fast! From what she remembers he was sitting at one of the room's love seats, the red one of course.
"She's kicking again, here let me" Sakura grabbed Hidan's hand and led it to the spot where the baby kicked.
"Whoa" whoa indeed he's speechless for once.
"Yeah whoa un! Looks like we're gonna have another spitfire un!" Deidara laughed patting Hidan's shoulders.
"Hmm" the pinkette mumbled well she couldn't argue with that now can she?
"You're not disappointed that she's a girl? You know most men want a male to become their first born" Sakura stated looking at their expressions; somehow she already knew the answer.
"Nah, boy or girl it doesn't make any difference" Hidan mumbled waving his large hand in dismissal.
"Hmm"
Silence reigned for a while, nothing was said each keeping themselves to their own thoughts. It was silent, calming but not awkward.
"What are we going to name her, un?" Deidara asked throwing one of the toys up then catching it and throwing it back again.
Itachi finally turned to them and said; "We're going to let Sakura decide on that no will we?"
"Yeah I guess so, she's been browsing through those gay magazines for baby names and such" Hidan grumbled taking the toy from Deidara 'This is for the baby! Not for you Deidara!'
"Sakura, what would you name the baby?" Sasori asked taking one of the clothes that they bought for their baby. 'Their' as in all of them.
"Shh she's asleep un." the blonde hushed the red head glancing at the female sleeping on the rocking chair, she looks angelic so beautiful.
Lips pated slightly, evenly breathing and eyes closed hiding those emerald eyes of hers. Yup, she's asleep alright.
"Figures she can freaking sleep through anything at her state" Hidan said.
By now Itachi's next to them taking in the sight of the woman they love. Pregnant as she is, she never fail to amaze him with the innocence she radiates. Surely, their child would be very beautiful.
"I wonder who the father is, un" Deidara absently asked no one in particular. Even though no one would admit it especially Sakura, they all wonder who the father is.
Would it be a girl with blonde hair and emerald eyes? A girl with amber eyes and dark pink hair? A girl with silver hair and fushia eyes with dark green speckles? A girl with black hair with pink streaks and emerald eyes?
What would she look like?
Are they ready for fatherhood? Are they ready for this kind of responsibility?
'But isn't it kind of selfish to ask that when Sakura herself is pregnant and worried if she's gonna be a good mother?'
"Doesn't matter, we'll all love her no matter who the father is" The black haired man stated.
He was right, no matter whom the father is they'll love her all the same.
After all it is 'their' daughter, not only Deidara's or Itachi's or Sasori's or Hidan's. Theirs. Their daughter, their family, their life.
It's gonna be complicated and a lot of things and problems would arise but they know that'll work out.
They'll make it work out.
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