Title: well you seem to have gained weight…
Author/Artist: ohwhatsherface
Pairing: Uchiha Sasuke x Haruno Sakura
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: #25 fence
Word Count: 670
Warning(s): LovingHusbandIsh!Sasuke
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

I couldn't end this well. I just wanted to make fun of Sasuke, but I couldn't think of an ending… Sorry for the lameness!

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Wow, her stomach's huge…

His thoughts were momentarily led back to the time that Naruto had declared that to her out load and she had bashed his head in.

Right… Better not tell her that.

He was almost afraid to place his hands against her large stomach and touch the growing life inside. She was already in her final few weeks and Tsunade had told her not to come back to the hospital until she was in labor. Apparently, when he was gone for his mission, his wife had been 'way too bored' staying in the house and went to do some work.

"He's going to be a strong one," Sasuke declared, feeling the baby kick his hand.

"Tch…"

Sakura let out a low moan as she shifted on the bed, her lower back rather sore.

"Don't I know it," she grumbled with a slight frown. "All this little guy ever does is kick me and move all over the place and twist and turn." Sakura sighed and rubbed her belly. "He isn't going to be one for sitting still, that's for sure."

"Hn."

Sasuke scooted upwards to be at the same level as his wife. She rested her head on one of his arms and cuddled as well as she could into her chest. With one hand over her belly and the other gently running through her long pink hair, he kissed her on the forehead and breathed in her scent.

"What are we going to name him?" he asked quietly.

Sakura suddenly froze at his question.

She sat up abruptly and faced him with a mocking frown. "What do you mean 'we'?" she asked him, an eyebrow raised in indignation. "Sweetheart, the day that you shoot a child out from your body, you get to name him, but while I am the mother, naming rights are mine."

Sasuke scowled.

"I… helped make him…"

Sakura rolled her eyes and gave him a small smile. She gently patted him on the cheek.

"Sasuke…" she began, speaking slowly as she tried to find the right words. "Well frankly, you just suck at naming things."

"What—"

"Yeah, seriously." She held up her two hands, keeping them rather far from each other. "See, this is you," she said, gesturing to her right hand. She then waved her left hand. "And this is the naming rights of our son." Sakura then began making wildly flail her arms. "And there is a whole fence and moat and battalion and whatever in between them."

He remained glaring at her.

"…I do not suck at naming things."

"TCH! DO NOT MAKE ME LAUGH!" Sakura guffawed, falling back down to her pillow as she cackled her glee.

Sasuke was not amused.

After a few minutes, Sakura finally calmed down. She sighed quietly before turning to her pouting husband.

"Sasuke, come on, you can't actually get mad at me for mocking your naming skills."

"I do not—"

"I mean seriously!" she began waving her arms again, much to Sasuke's annoyance. "Team Snake? Team Eagle—or was it Hawk?"

"It was—"

"Either way, it sucked," Sakura interrupted, a small smirk on her lips. "You may as well have been like, the 'Lame Brigade' or 'Team—"

"I get the point," Sasuke muttered, turning his back to her.

He was sulking, quite obviously, and Sakura almost felt guilty. Rolling her green eyes, she scooted over and turned onto her side to try and hug him from the back as well as she could with her rather large belly in the way.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke," she apologized, burying her face in his back. "…But it's true."

"Whatever," he grumbled.

He sighed and turned around once again to try and make her more comfortable.

"I'm sorry your naming skills suck," she murmured, eyes closed and falling asleep. "It's okay though. I still love you."

"Hn."

Not taking the blow to his pride very well and being one for revenge, Sasuke smirked.

"Well, I'm sorry you got fat."

"WHAT?!"

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