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Sakura frowned as she looked down at the directions in her hand. She then looked up and scanned the floor of her small living room that was now covered in wood pieces, rods, screws, bolts and some other things she wasn't quite sure what they actually had a purpose but apparently they were needed. "Okay" She took a deep breath and focused again on the instructions. "Step 1: To begin assembly you will need the two Back Posts and your Back Frame." She glanced up finding the needed pieces lying close by on the floor before she continued. "You need two 100mm Bolts and two 70mm Bolts to connect the Back Posts to the Back Frame. The 70mm Bolts will be used at the top and the 100mm Bolts will be used at the bottom. Make sure that the bolts are not tightened until the Back Frame is completely dropped as far as it will go. Tighten all bolts at this time using your Allen Wrench."
She put the instructions on her lap and stared at the pile bolts and screws lying next to her. 70mm and 100mm bolts? She looked back to the instructions turning to the previous page to check out the pictures provided of each item. Glancing back and forth between the two several times she finally let out a sigh of defeat. "No wonder the delivery men had looked at me funny when I said I was assembling them myself. This is impossible."
When she saw the cribs in the little shop she knew they were perfect. Plus they were right in her price range. However, she had opted out of assembly when it was offered because she thought it would help her kill some time now that she spent most of her time at home doing nothing but eating and sleeping. She glanced at the second crib leaning against the wall still in the box, then down to the scattered pieces. At this rate she would be lucky to get one built before they were born.
One of the little munchkins gave her a sharp kick and her hand rubbed across her belly. "Don't worry." She assured them. "Mommy will figure something out." Talking to them had become part of her everyday life now. "I won't let you little guys go without a bed." Another softer kick hit her hand and she smiled, it seemed they actually listened to her. Well sometimes anyways.
A knock rapped at her door and she frowned. Getting on the floor was hard enough, getting up was a whole different story. She untucked her legs and in the process scattered the pile of bolts and screws. Hearing the pieces roll across the floor she cursed under her breath. Pregnancy was making her rather ungraceful and it was beginning to become a bother. Another knock sounded even louder this time. "I'm coming" She hollered irritated. If she hadn't been such an idiot and locked the door when the delivery men left she could have just told them to let themselves in.
She finally made it to her knees and frowned, she had nothing around her to help her up. She looked at the couch which was blocked by a floor full of pieces of a crib. Then she looked at the door not 5 feet from her. "What a pain?" She cursed and dropped to the floor, crawling her way to the door. Just feet away the knock sounded again. "I'm coming" She was now irritated as she reached the door. Sitting up on her knees she opened the door. "What?" She scowled, but looking up at the masked face of her visitor her heart did a flutter.
"Sakura?" He looked down at her surprised for a moment before he spoke in a rush. "Are you ok?" The bag in his hand dropped with a thud as he rushed forward crouching in front of her gently placing his hands on her arms. "What are doing on the floor? Are you hurt?" He leaned back to inspect for any injuries, the light touch of his fingers made her suddenly oversensitive to his presence.
"I'm fine." She breathed and pushed on his chest successfully making him drop his hands and give her some space. But she couldn't help but take note of his warmth or the memory of running her hands over the rippled muscles of his torso hidden beneath the article of clothing. She felt her cheeks heat and couldn't help frowning. "What are you doing here?"
He pushed past her protest and grabbed her arms again. "Are you sure you're ok?"
The worried look in his eyes tugged at her heart. "Yes" She had to avert her eyes. "It's just hard to get up sometimes and I was on the floor so…." Her words trailed off as she heard him let out a sigh of relief. He was worried about her? Of course he was, she was carrying his children, and he was concerned for their well-being. "Just move so I can get up." She grabbed the door knob to help brace herself.
However, before she could protest, strong hands gripped her and she was whisked off the floor and set gently on her feet. "There" He now smiled down at her, his hands settling on her hips. Her core heated and her mouth suddenly went dry. Unconsciously she licked her lips and his gaze lowered at the action. His eyes darkened. "Don't tempt me so openly Sakura." His voice was husky and filled with promise that if she continued he wouldn't hold back.
Her cheeks flared red and she withdrew from his hold, putting a good couple feet between them. She needed to breathe. She needed to remember she was mad at him. But damn it he was making it hard. "What are you doing here?" She asked again successfully sounding unhappy about the prospect.
He didn't answer, instead he gave a thorough once over. Suddenly she felt like the helpless prey and he was the hungry predator. She felt a pool of heat swirl at her core and she cursed her hormones, her sexual drive had become like that of a teen in puberty. And seeing Kakashi, feeling his touch, made her remember just how much that need was unfulfilled. "You look so beautiful."
A small smile tugged at her lips but she held it at bay. "I look fat." She placed a hand on her swollen middle and the baby gave a hard kick. Did they know their father was here?
He shook his head in disagreement. "You look amazing. Now what were you doing on the floor?" He changed the subject.
"What are you doing here Kakashi?" She asked again crossing her arms under her chest. His gaze lowered and she followed it seeing her swollen breasts pushed up and her cleavage staring her in the face. With an irritated breath she dropped her arms and glared at him. "What do you want?"
He didn't seem detoured at all by her actions, but he finally lifted his gaze to hers and smiled. "I'm moving in."
"Excuse me?!" Her whole body went tense. Did he really just say what she thought he said?
"You heard me." He turned to grab the bag he had previously dropped and snatched it up. "I'm moving in" He spun back and took a step forward, kicking the door shut behind him. "I told you before this isn't up for debate."
"No" She shook her head frantically and stepped backwards. "Not a chance! No way!" She narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you crazy?"
Now he wasn't even paying attention to her; instead he was inspecting the mess on her floor. He dropped the bag as he made his way in further to her home. She watched as he crouched and gently ran his fingertips across the engraved vine pattern of the headboard. "You bought cribs?"
A pain stabbed at her chest. Why did he sound so disappointed? She shook her head, that doesn't matter right now. She needed to get him out of here. "Kakashi you can't barge in here and just assume you can move in." She ran her hands through her hair frustrated. "You just can't."
He finally looked up at her and the saddened look in eyes pierced right through her. "I wanted to help pick out the cribs."
Her frustration faded and suddenly she wanted to wrap her arms around him. "I'm sorry" She breathed not knowing what else to say. And before she could stop herself she found the words spilling from her lips. "You could help put them together if you want." Once she realized what it was she actually said it was too late to take back. Kakashi had instantly taken on the look of a kid at Christmas and was already removing his vest intent on getting to work.
"I'll have this done in no time." He chimed quickly gathering up the hardware she had previously scattered.
Sakura sucked in her bottom lip. What the hell had she gotten herself into? She was suppose to be mad at him wasn't she? Then why was it she wasn't kicking him out? Because, she admitted silently, she didn't want to cause him to look so hurt ever again. She closed her eyes and sighed. She really was hopeless; no matter how hard she tried she couldn't stay mad at him. And against her better judgment she couldn't kick him out either. Hearing the rustling of paper she opened her eyes to see Kakashi bending over sorting out the pieces he needed. Her cheeks flushed seeing his pants pulled tight over his firm backside. She turned and rubbed at her cheeks. Pregnancy has turned her into a pervert. There was no way he could move in not matter how pure his intent is. It would drive her insane and it probably wouldn't even take her more than a week to fall to his charm. Glancing over her shoulder she saw him working intently, a look of pure excitement was overpowering his face. She would let him have his moment and then they could talk. But until then she needed to stay clear of him.
Hours later Kakashi stood back and with a sense of satisfaction looked over the now built cribs. He had been hurt that she had bought them herself, so when she offered him the chance to build them he jumped on it. Even if he knew it wasn't something she had meant to do, but it was something he wanted and he wasn't going to give her the chance to change her mind. Then, when she had disappeared from the room he was disappointed. He wanted them to do it together. So when she returned later with a glass of water for him, he asked her to help hold the frame up for him. Sure he could have done it by himself but he wanted them to share this moment. So he was happy when she let go of her hesitancy and helped.
The tension between them slowly disappeared and before he knew it they were talking and laughing like they used to. It was something he had missed and something he never wanted to miss again. He had held back the urge to take her in his arms many times, but he couldn't help brushing his hand across hers whenever he got the chance. Taking pleasure in watching her cheeks tint pink, knowing he still had an effect on her gave him hope. He honestly had expected her to fight him tooth and nail, expecting she was still holding onto her anger at his comment from last time. But she never mentioned it and he was relieved for that. He wanted to forget the past and focus on the future. Their future.
"They look great." She smiled at him from across the room curled up on her couch. "To be honest I didn't think I was ever going to get them built. But you got them built in no time."
"We built them" He corrected, making his way to the couch. "Now" He sat down next to her laying his arm behind her on couch. Not wanting to waste any more time. "We need to talk."
She leaned away from him and eyed warily. "You know I really hate when you say that. It usually means you have something to tell me that I'm not going to like."
"That's not true." He lied, he knew for a fact she wasn't going to like his idea, but she didn't have a choice. Not anymore. "I'm sure you're thrilled knowing I'll be here to help you with stuff like this all the time."
Her lips formed an angry pout and he groaned inwardly. "Yeah, about that, I already told you you're not moving in."
"I have to." He stated. "I have nowhere else to go."
Her eyes widened. "What are you talking about?" She tried to move further away but the end of the couch denied her the distance.
"I moved out of my apartment." He shrugged.
"You what?" She gaped at him. "Bu….But why?" She stammered.
He met her gaze and held it. "I told you before Sakura I want to be here for you."
Her cheeks flushed and she pursed her lips. "You're really not gonna give me an option in this are you?"
He smirked. "Well you can kick me out if you want, but I know that you can't."
"How do you know?" She challenged.
He raised a questioning brow, but rose to her challenge. "Are you going to kick me out?"
She stared at him for a minute before sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. He knows she won't do it, her hearts too big to throw him out. That's why he had confidently given up his apartment. "It depends." She suddenly winced, rubbing her rounded stomach.
"What's wrong?" He asked, worry washing over him.
"Nothing, the babies are just kicking pretty hard these days."
He looked down at her hand moving gently across her stomach then back at her. "May I?" He held his up. She looked like she was ready to reject him, but instead she smiled with a nod. He held his breath as his hand curved around her form. Then suddenly something tiny jabbed his hand. He took a sharp intake of breath caught off guard and Sakura laughed.
"They must know you're their daddy. That was a good one."
Kakashi stared down at his hand. Slowly moving it from one side to the other, feeling another jab his heart melted. Did they really know who he was? The idea of it was….amazing.
"Talk to them." She encouraged gently. "I do all the time and they seem to react."
He looked at her, his lone eye wide. "What do I say?"
She lifted one slim shoulder in a shrug. "Anything"
He focused again on her rounded mound. What could he say? "Um…Hi there." He began slowly. "I guess….well….I can't wait to meet you." He didn't have to wait long to feel another jab against his hand. "Did….you feel that?!" His awestruck look shot to Sakura in pure astonishment.
She laughed softly at his excitement. "Pretty amazing huh?"
He nodded meeting her gaze. "You're pretty amazing too you know." His free hand came around from behind her and gently brushed back lose strands of her pink locks. "I can never thank you enough for giving me something so special."
She took him by surprise by leaning into his touch. "I told you that you don't have to thank me." Her voice came out on a breathy whisper.
"Yes I do, you have no idea how much you have given me." He slowly leaned in closer, moving his hand from her stomach to lower his mask. "I'm going to kiss you now Sakura." He brushed his lips across hers, waiting for her protest. But when it never came he couldn't hold back any more and claimed her lips.
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