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~11~
Itachi laid on his king sized bed, his eyes analyzing the blank ceiling that welcomed his enraged gaze. Why was this happening to him? Could he truly go back to Kyuubi, and put himself through the pain of being rejected again? But that was his boyfriend. It always have, expect for that time when Kyuubi messed around with Sasori. Now he's pregnant with his baby, and he could only image how much chaos would conjure, when the media finds out. He scoffed at the thought and stretched languidly. A faint light radiated from the faulty lamp upon the stand, next to his canopy bed. He seemed so flustered about everything that was happening in his life at the moment! Kyuubi's pregnant. Fugaku's in jail. These weird dreams he's be having lately, they all are bombarding him at once, and the mute raven is drowning in pure despair. He groaned unabashedly at the vibrating cellphone against his left butt cheek, but found himself somewhat smiling at the sight of Kyuubi's name plastered upon the screen. He answered. "Hello?-"
"Stay away from me!" This elicited Itachi to spring up in the bed, his eyes large in incredulity. The sound of Kyuubi panting for breath, brought fear into his heart. What the hell was going on at his home?! "So you're pregnant? Is Itachi the father, or are you with someone else?" Itachi couldn't quite decipher the male voice, but whoever it was, wasn't there for a peaceful gathering. The raven abruptly lunged towards his shoes, thrusting each foot inside hastily, and grabbed his cellphone in hand. "...Well?-" Itachi froze in the middle of his task to hear the red-head's response. "That's none of your business!" The 18-year-old, slipped into his jacket, hastily snatching up his phone and keys, before dashing downstairs. "-But it is, since your my boyfriend.-"
"-I was never your boyfriend! I just wanted to go out and catch up!-"
"-But we kissed.-"
"-You kissed me! Sasori, I'm happy with Itachi!" The raven clenched his jaw, descending the stairs as the old name assaulted his eardrums. So this bastard was trying to take Kyuubi away again?! Mikoto stepped out of the living room, meeting her eldest in the foyer, at which he jostled pass her subconsciously. "Stop it!" Rustling erupted from the phone, motivating Itachi to quicken his pace, until a strong grip abruptly made him stop.
"Itachi, your mother is talking to you." Tobi announced to the enraged teen. They all stood just before the main entrance of the Manor. The butler standing bewildered before them all, until Mikoto dismissed him from their presence. "I understand that you're overwhelmed about Kyuubi, but-"
"-My...Sasori! My baby!-"
"-Keep fucking around and there won't be a baby." Itachi yanked his shoulder away, whipping around the glare at both adults for being enigma.
"I don't have time for this bullshit right now!-"
"-Watch your mouth, boy." Tobi retorted.
"I'll be back later-"
"-Itachi, where are you going, honey-"
"-Out-"
"-Don't become a smart ass! Itachi, what the hell is your problem?!" Tobi exclaimed, firmly grabbing a hold of the raven's collar, and forcefully yanked him towards his taut person. The raven stared emotionlessly into the other's enraged eyes, unabashed by his attempt to degrade him. "What's going on-"
"-How about we take it back to the old days...Doesn't this remind you of 9th grade Kyuubi?" Rustling and screams for help, touched Itachi's ears. "You better hope breathing in this pneumonia doesn't kill the baby's brain cells." Muffled screams. Then suddenly silence. The eldest of the two sons, pulled away from his uncle's grip, dashing out the front door to his black Bugatti. He opened the door swiftly and slipped inside, backing abruptly out of the long driveway, before he sped off down the road towards Kyuubi's home.
Lets just hope they're there.
Sasuke was transfixed by Naruto's beauty, having missed those glistening azure eyes that shone bright like the sun. "How you feeling Naruto?" His grandmother inquired hesitantly, her digits entwined with one another, while his grandfather held her closely. He nodded his head languidly, before averting his gaze back to Sasuke who smiled pleasantly.
"I...I th...ought...I...tol..d...yo...you not...to...g...get in...my...busi...ness." Sasuke chuckled inwardly, carding his nimble fingers through those entangled blonde locks, while sporting a seductive smirk. The look of Naruto becoming mesmerized by his beauty, had little affect on him, since he'd seen the blasé reaction several times. The lamp next to the bedside gave them dim light, but no one seemed that disturbed by it, not even the gynecologist who lolled against the wall and watched on. With contrivance, Naruto struggled to lift his arm, but managed to and placed it upon Sasuke's right shoulder. He heaved for breath, the two air tube rubbing against the inside of his throat often. "Th...thanks." He leaned forward slightly, smiling when the raven kissed him upon the cheek.
"Shut up, Naruto... I'd do anything for you, and I do care about you." Jiraiya placed his large calloused palm upon Sasuke's shoulder, giving the raven an approving nod.
"Glad to seeing you awake, Naruto." Jiraiya announced, escorting his wife over to the metal chairs along the wall. Sasuke couldn't help but smile, his eyes wondering along the fragile person.
"I have to get going, everyone." The raven rose languidly from his squatting position. A tinge of sympathy roused within him, but he knew he had to leave and go home. School would be starting early tomorrow, so might as well go get some rest.
"Thank you Sasuke, for all you've done." A smile adorned his face, but it abruptly faded when an officer came into the room, and escorted him out. The sexagenarian raced after the two, his eyes alert at the sight of Sasuke who wilted against the narrow corridor wall.
"What's going on here?" The officer glance over at him, and frowned. Unabashed by the exasperated physiognomy Jiraiya sent back to the man.
"I just need to ask Sasuke a few quest-"
"Like what?!" Sasuke interrupted. His eyebrow quirked at the newly divulged information. "I haven't done anything-"
"-We're examining the case, and you are one of the primary witnesses that could put both your father and Minato Namikaze behind bars for a fairly long time."
"You will not be asking him any questions, without his parental guardian! He's a minor-"
"-Sir, I'm just doing my-"
"-Do your job when his mother is around." The officer scoffed. His eyes narrowed dangerously, but reluctantly he allowed Jiraiya to have his way, and departed without uttering another word. "You be careful Sasuke, people will try to manipulate you into doing whatever they feel that your testimony is good for. So be aware of anything suspicious." He nodded.
"Yes, sir."
Itachi wasted no time, yanking the seatbelt off his person before running up towards the front door. Thankfully Sasori hadn't taken Kyuubi to another place, but that didn't matter now. He had to protect his family! He barged against the door, his eyes hardening at the rustling on the other side of the door. "Open this fucking door, Sasori!" The red-head came to an abrupt hiatus, his eyes enlarge in fear.
Dammit! How did he know we were here?! Hell, how did he know I was here?!
Kyuubi slumped over on the couch, his mouth slightly agape and eyes shut.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Uchiha was definitely going to beat the shit outta Sasori when he managed to break this damn door down! The streetlights flickered on, and the cool breeze of night engulfed his convulsing person entirely. It became quite clear that Sasori had an intense fetish for Kyuubi, and the doctor liaisons with Naruto, evolved into something much more intimate with Kyuubi, which Itachi would confront him about it later. Lowering his squared shoulder, the raven slammed his deadweight against the door, stumbling forward upon the marble tiles. The hinges broke from the threshold, and he immediately let his furious gaze fall upon Sasori who stood in the living room. His eyes enlarged in incredulity.
"I...Itachi?! What...What are you doing-" he lunged forward, tackling the red-head to the floor. Door agape, eliciting a chilling air to swish into the home. He slammed her fists against the man's face, teeth baring but Sasori punched him in the nose abruptly. They tumbled and rolled, Itachi landing a bone crunching blow here and there, but Sasori was giving his equal amount of destruction. A clenched fist clout Itachi in the face, his jaw swelling immediately. Blocking the exceeding punches with the back of his forearms, the raven made a risky move, jostling Sasori in the torso, rolling over and connecting his right hook with his temple. Something snapped in his neck, and the man was off like a light. Itachi heaved for breath, straddling his legs over the unconscious man, before languidly getting up. He struggled to maintain his equilibrium, licking away at the blood trickling down the corner of his bottom lip. He trudged over towards Kyuubi, who laid motionless on the couch, his eyes twitching subconsciously. Itachi couldn't fathom what the hell to do now. This is his future husband, and child, but this bothered him immensely.
Just take the baby! Don't worry about Kyuubi, he's too loose. You don't know if he cheated with Sasori. You guys fight way too much, and he'll just leave you again for this bastard. You should be use to this blasé act.
Itachi caressed the other's slightly plump belly, the hard lump proving his pregnancy. Languidly the teen opened his eyes, gasping out on instinct. "MY BABY!...SASORI STOP!" He exclaimed, thrashing and kicking frantically, as Itachi tried to calm him down. "ITACHI HELP ME!-"
"-Kyuubi, I'm-"
"-MY BABY!-"
"-Kyuubi, calm down!"
"HELP ME! HELP! HEEEEELP!"
"It's me, baby!" Kyuubi convulsed, tears streaming down his cheeks, as those emerald eyes calculated Itachi's concerned physiognomy. The 18-year-old's bottom lip quivered, as he lunged forward and wrapped his arms around his neck. Itachi chuckled, holding Kyuubi close to his person.
"Oh Kami!...I should've stayed with you. Itachi, I'm so...so sorry, baby!" He welled. His tears staining his boyfriend's shirt. "I'm such a fooooool!" He wept, hiccuping when Itachi cupped his cheeks and forced him to look into his eyes. A faint smile adorned Uchiha's face.
"If you're a fool, then I'm a fool for wanting to marry you." Kyuubi's eyes widened in incredulity.
"Wha...what?"
"Marry me, Kyuubi Namikaze-Uzumaki...I know we're only in high school, but we have a baby on the way, and I truly can't see myself with anyone else...You're the only one I can love-"
"-Yes!...Yes!" The raven slammed his bruised lips against the others, both indulging in the shared passion. Kyuubi opened his mouth, granting the protruding appendix entrance. Lips pressed together hungrily, they fought for dominance, until Kyuubi pulled away abruptly, and averted his gaze over to Sasori who still laid motionless on the carpeted floor. "What about him?" Itachi glanced over at the man, scoffing inwardly, before shoving the red-head back onto the couch, and straddled his legs on each side of his boyfriend.
"What about him?" Itachi questioned sarcastically, grabbing the helm of his shirt, and pulled it over his head. Revealing his chiseled abs, as Kyyubi gawked at him. "Hell, he can watch." Itachi stated amusingly, while leaning forward.
~Thanks for reading! I wasn't intending for the chapter to end this way XD. Follow, Favor, Review! Do whatever you see fit to! Peace~