Chapter Sixteen
"Negative," Naruto pouts as he stares at the home pregnancy test stick. "I hate this."
"I feel victimized," Sasuke glares angrily, "What the fuck."
"Why am I not pregnant," Naruto says sadly, his tone dejected, "What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing," Sasuke wrinkles his nose at the pee covered stick and makes Naruto throw it away, "There is nothing wrong with you."
"Is there something wrong with you?" Naruto hisses angrily.
"My dick is fine," Sasuke blushes prettily. "For the last fucking time."
"Just because it's pretty, and fat," Naruto starts complimenting his husband's giant penis, "And feels amazing inside me, doesn't mean it can make babies."
"I don't know how to feel," Sasuke blinks in wonder, feeling both flattered and insulted.
"Please get me pregnant," Naruto begs his husband, "Please, I just want a baby."
"You think I don't want you knocked up?" Sasuke asks Naruto incredulously, who whines pathetically.
"I know I married a very spoiled, bitchy pretty boy. If you truly wanted me pregnant, I would be by now." Naruto says, sad all of a sudden. "Do you not want me pregnant?"
"Dobe," Sasuke kneels down in front of his wife, who is perched prettily on the edge of the bathtub. "It doesn't work like that."
"It doesn't?" Naruto asks, his voice small.
"Itachi spent half a year trying to get Deidara pregnant," Sasuke smirks at his annoyed, feisty mate, "My parents spent even longer than that, trying to have Itachi."
"Are you saying it's harder to have Uchiha babies?"
"I'm saying," Sasuke can't imagine a life without golden blond hair and bright blue eyes. "Children don't happen at will. Sometimes…" The Uchiha pulls his mate forward, making a satisfied sound when their hips collide, "Mommy and daddy have to work a little harder."
"You just want sex," Naruto says accusingly, "Bastard."
"Damn right," Sasuke murmurs, satisfied at his mate's sexy scent, he can smell how much his delicious minx wants him, "I want to be inside you."
"What's the point if no baby comes from it?" Naruto pouts, deeply enjoying Sasuke's touch. "Your brother will kick us out of his house."
"It's a bluff," Sasuke says confidently, "I hope." He says, "He just wants a nephew or niece."
"Why just one." Naruto pouts, "Itachi's having twins, I want twins too. Sasuke give me twins."
"What did I just say?" Sasuke grabs Naruto's ass, squeezing it tightly, enjoying the delicious plumpness. "It's not up to me is it? I can't knock you up whenever I feel like it. I can't decide the number of children."
"I want a baby soon," Naruto glares up at Sasuke, "Either you give me a baby, or I…"
"What?" Sasuke raises an eyebrow at his mate.
"Or," At this point Naruto would joke about divorcing Sasuke, but judging from the serious attack Sasuke bastard had at the hospital yesterday, jokes about divorce are not welcome. The demon will hurt his husband. It would be abusive on Naruto's part to joke about something which could hurt his husband so badly. "Or I will bite you."
"Bite me?" Sasuke's eyebrows threaten to disappear into his hairline. "Dobe, is that supposed to be a threat?"
"Y-yes," Naruto smiles up at his husband's calm black eyes. It's important for him to keep his beautiful bastard in a stable state of mind.
"Hey," Sasuke frowns at Naruto's troubled look, "Idiot, what's up?"
"Nothing," Naruto wraps his arms around Sasuke's waist, burying his face in his husband's chest. "I like you," He mumbles, "I like you a lot."
Sasuke scoffs, "Dumbass," He says, stroking the pretty blond skull which houses his wife's cute brain, "I sure hope you like me. You married me."
"No," Naruto makes a frustrated sound. This entire ordeal is extremely frustrating. "I like you lots. You are like, really nice."
Sasuke makes a face, pretty confused at the sudden strangeness of his mate's behaviour. "Okay," He hugs Naruto back, surprised at how hard Naruto is hugging him. "It's good that I'm nice."
"You're pretty," Naruto sniffles, "And you smell good."
Sasuke buries his face in Naruto's hair. It's a source of constant enjoyment how much taller he is than his wife.
"I want you to be happy," Naruto says, "all the time."
"Good," Sasuke states, "It's your responsibility as my wife to make me happy."
"I didn't like it when you got that headache yesterday," Naruto says, referring to the way Sasuke's head exploded with agony when the demon shrieked in his head.
"Oh," Sasuke says, "That?" He shrugs, "It was nothing, happens all the time."
Naruto separates from Sasuke, and glares up at him, upset. "I hated it. I don't want it to happen again."
"Loser," Naruto's annoyance is charming. His tantrums, his demanding behaviour, all very charming, "The demon is a part of me. He will continue to harass me. He has tortured me my entire life. I am his ultimate victim."
"No more." Naruto pouts, knowing full well what his lips do to his Sasuke. "I won't let him hurt my boyfriend."
"I'm not your boyfriend." Sasuke hisses down at his cute mate. "I'm your husband."
"Sasuke is my boyfriend." Naruto knows he got married too young, and skipped dating, but his young sexy husband makes him feel like he's courting his ultimate romance.
"Oh really?" Sasuke gives his uke a predatory look, "Would a boyfriend do this?" He confidently grabs his mate's bottom, ready to another attempt at baby-making.
"My boyfriend," Naruto pushes Sasuke until his husband is walking backwards out of the bathroom, and falls straight on their king-sized marital bed, "My favourite boyfriend."
"Favourite?" Sasuke says, annoyed, "You've got more than one?"
"I don't want anyone else," Naruto couldn't even joke about having any other seme. Poor Sasuke has mental issues, and a demon issue. He could never deal with Naruto's (excellent) sense of humor. "I want Sasuke."
"Hn," Sasuke makes a satisfied sound at his mate's answer, groaning as his penis is quickly pulled out, and swallowed by pretty lips. "Don't you fucking dare," He warns his wife, "We're supposed to be trying to reproduce."
"I haven't had a taste in days." Naruto says in between licks of the penis he's come to love and worship, "I want some now."
"Fuck," Sasuke gasps as Naruto deep throats him. His wife is a quick learner, and loves his dick.
Naruto doesn't waste time, as soon as Sasuke has come down his throat, he flips their positions, demanding Sasuke suck him off.
Making Naruto scream like a wanton whore might be the best part of this marriage to Sasuke. Burying his face between those creamy, silky thighs, I could die here, Sasuke thinks, as Naruto mewls and screams his husband's name as he orgasms.
"We will have a baby." Naruto says, moments later, when they are wrapped up in each other's arms, getting ready to sleep. "It will happen soon."
"It will?" Sasuke asks, incredulously.
"Of course," Naruto places a kiss on Sasuke's collarbone. "When mommy and daddy are happy, good things happen."
"We are not even parents yet," Sasuke reminds Naruto who shifts around until he's confortable on his husband's muscular body.
"Well, we need to visualize it first, silly," Naruto nuzzles Sasuke's throat, loving his hubby's elegant strength. "If we stay positive and think happy thoughts, then there is a baby in me soon."
It's not fair, Sasuke thinks, placing a kiss in golden locks, how fast Naruto has to grow up, how mature he has to be because his husband is an emotional mess.
"Good night bastard," Naruto says lovingly.
"Night, dobe," Sasuke responds, unable to keep the fondness out of his tone.
"I feel like I am running an orphanage," Itachi explains to his wife, who is giving him a loving smile. "There are too many children in my house."
"Remember when you and Sasori were married?" Deidara reminds Itachi, who sneers at the memory, "this is certainly better than that, un."
"Kakashi needs to stop this nonsense," Itachi rests his head on Deidara's chest.
"Of course he does," Deidara sighs, stroking his husband's hair, "but he won't."
"I hate him beyond words." Itachi complains, feeling very content in Deidara's arms. His pregnant mate's scent is everything soothing and relaxing and everything Itachi's life usually isn't. "I don't care how much Sasuke likes him, I want him dead."
"Itachi sama," Deidara lovingly kisses his husband's head, "You know it's not nice to kill family friends."
"I will make an exception for Kakashi," Before Itachi has a chance to complain some more, their bedroom door slams open, and his brother and his wife come running in.
"What's wrong?" Deidara sits up, frightened at the panicked look on Sasuke's face, and the tears in Naruto's eyes.
"What's wrong?" Itachi's sharingan starts spinning uncontrollably. He is willing to defend his brother and brother-in-law with his life if he has to.
Naruto whimpers and crawls up the bed, straight into Deidara's welcoming arms. "I had a bad dream."
"Baby," Deidara immediately covers the smaller blond in his arms, "Everything will be okay, un."
"A bad dream?" Itachi sneers up at Sasuke, who shrugs helplessly. "Is that why you two idiots are here? A nightmare?"
"I didn't know how to calm him down," Sasuke says, feeling pretty useless. He has zero nurturing skills, and doesn't know how to snap Naruto out of this sob fest. Plus, the dobe won't talk to him.
Naruto whines, "You both died," He whimpers to Deidara, who looks alarmed at the smaller blonde's discomfort. "You both died and Sasuke was all alone and sad and he went crazy and darkness was everywhere."
"Oh honey," Deidara's eyes soften as Naruto violently sobs in his chest, "It was just a bad dream."
"I can't handle Sasuke by myself I need you," Naruto begs.
"You won't have to," Deidara promises, "We will always be there to help you."
Itachi is irritated, but his annoyance starts to wash away into worry. As Sasuke gets an extra blanket from the cupboard for himself, his oldest brother's infuriation washes into alarm. For an Uchiha bride to be this frightened, this scared… Is Naruto's nightmare a mere dream? Or is it a vision, a premonition, a prediction of things to come?
Deidara cuddles Naruto close. He's bursting with maternal instincts, which come in handy when dealing with the smaller blond, who is sobbing helplessly.
Sasuke, who was finding his bride's crying so difficult to deal with earlier, is now feeling much better near his brother and brother-in-law. "I'm tired," He mumbles, lying down on his brother's other side. "School's in four fucking hours."
"Aww, Naruto, baby," Deidara tries to console the cute blond, "Try to rest, un."
"Oh god," Naruto wails, "I'm keeping the babies up. I'm making you uncomfortable."
"Yes," Itachi hisses at his brother-in-law, "You are."
"Be nice, un." Deidara says to his husband, as he wipes away Naruto's tears with a tissue. "He's just had a nightmare."
Or was it a warning? Itachi thinks, annoyed. Just when his life is starting to come together, a fucking ghoulish dream has to go and ruin everything.