DISCLAIMER: Naruto's not mine but this story came out of my head so yeah.

#04: Stork

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"Did I just hear you say I'm fat, Uchiha Sasuke?!"

"No I didn't. Rather, I said you were heavy."

Another angry flare sparked in the green, green eyes of the one and only Haruno Sakura of the Hidden Leaf Village.

"YOU CHICKEN-ASS! IT'S YOUR FAULT I'M LIKE THIS!"

A very round Sakura, once again, went on a rampage throwing all the pitiful and, fortunately, soft, soft pillows within her grasps toward her already suspecting husband.

"HADN'T YOU TOUCHED ME THAT NIGHT, I WOULDN'T BE THIS PREGNANT AND I WON'T BE EATING TOO MUCH, YOU JACKASS!"

She kept on throwing their pillows. How there was so much of it on their bed was beyond his imagination! It just dawned on him last night that the number of pillows on their bed, plus a very pregnant Sakura, barely gave him space to occupy.

He sighed upon recalling the thought.

The throwing never ceased and as Sasuke would put it, she was doing her throwing rampage with so much force that a mere bag of feather and cotton could render a normal person knocked out. On the other hand, he was beginning to worry that her strenuous activity could affect her and their in coming little one.

"Stop moving too much Sakura! You might hurt our baby!"

He approached her carefully trying to stop her tantrum but she only moved away, on to the other side of their queen-sized bed.

"YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A MAN! YOU'RE NOT EVEN GRATEFUL THAT I'M HELPING YOU REVIVE YOUR CLAN!"

Sasuke followed her to where she was standing in hopes to stop another episode but she beat him to it. She immediately grabbed the last pillow lying once peacefully on the bed and began pummeling her husband.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO CARRY A GROWING CHILD INSIDE YOUR WOMB?!"

He embraced her in an attempt to protect her from moving too much and from hurting their child but she never stopped hitting him.

"NINE FRIGGIN' MONTHS, UCHIHA! NINE!"

She pushed him hard enough to make a short distance between them and continued to beat him with her white bag of feathers for every pause she made.

"I've been through extreme nausea, I've puked out all my guts, ate everything in and out the fridge! I've put up with your stupidity whenever you forget about whatever I asked you to buy!"

She stopped for moment breathing hard from her recent venture.

"I was just hoping you'd appreciate me despite this look!"

She said miserably looking down on her bare toes.

"I look hideous Sasuke…"

Her tears were now streaming down her face as she looked up to him.

He brought his hand up to her face and thumbed away her tears.

"You're beautiful Sakura."

He complimented with great sincerity but she pushed his hand away and wiped away her tears with her arm like a kid.

"But you said I was fat, you jerk!"

And before she could hit him with her fisted hands, she stopped on her track surprised at what just happened.

Sasuke looked at her confused, "Are you alright?"

"I-I think I just broke my water…?"

Then she started blowing air through her mouth ready to give birth to their first child.

"UCHIHA SASUKE!"

He was alarmed.

"TO THE HOSPITAL…"

She was about to give birth to their first child...

"NOW!"

And she screamed her heart out.

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From the emergency straight to the delivery room, Sakura juggled from panting and screaming curses to her dearly beloved husband.

"YOU CHICKEN ASS JERK! I'M NEVER GONNA LET YOU TOUCH ME AGAIN! YOU HEAR THAT?! NEVER!"

Everyone in the room sweat-dropped at the screaming pinkette. Despite her recent vow, he kept on holding on to her smaller but strong-gripping hand.

"I can see the head! Push some more Sakura so we can get this kid out now and drink sake!"

The blonde head sannin shouted a bit too enthusiastically from below the covers as she helped deliver her apprentice's child.

"UGH! I CAN'T!"

The pinkette screamed some more deafening everyone in the room.

Tsunade let her head out from below the covers and threatened the Uchiha whose hand was turning paler by the second due to his wife's strong grip.

"Uchiha! You better encourage your pretty little wife to push this kid out or I'm gonna castrate you!"

Sasuke never listens to anyone aside from his wife but the situation calls for an immediate action.

He struggled to transfer her gripping hand to his less abused right and used his limp left to smooth out his wife's hair whispering encouraging words to her.

"You're still beautiful to me-"

"What kind of encouragement is that Uchiha!?"

"LIAR! YOU CALLED ME FAT A WHILE AGO YOU EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A MAN! UGHHHHHH!"

And so the room that used to be filled with her panting and screaming was now enveloped with a baby's cry.

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Five years passed since Sakura gave birth to their first child: The baby girl who cried nonstop until she was placed in her mother's weak yet waiting arms.

"PAPA?"

The young girl chirped not looking up from her work.

Sasuke could only watch his daughter happily put colors to her art.

"Hm?"

"Where did I come from?"

What could possibly be the most dreaded question of a young child to her parents was finally asked and Sasuke could only wish for Sakura to finish preparing their dessert from the kitchen and help him explain. Unfortunately, she seemed to be taking a bit too long to prepare their sweet craving.

Still thinking of what and how to reply, Sarada spoke once again.

"Boruto said that Naruto-jiichan said that we've been specially delivered and brought by a stork in your front door. Is it true?"

Right at that moment, Sakura came and placed a plate of fresh fruits and mallows in the middle of the coffee table and sat on the other side of her daughter.

"Boruto said that?"

She asked her daughter while eyeing her husband as she picked a piece of apple and he, a piece of cherry tomato.

"Mmm!"

She nodded in both confirmation and, satisfaction with her work and, began carefully placing her materials on the neglected sofa to eat her share of desserts.

"Ne, Mama! Papa!"

"Hm?"

Both parents intoned as they urged their daughter to continue what she was about to say.

"I wonder when the stork will bring my younger sibling?"

END

A/N: Honestly, I don't know if a 5-year old would even ask such things to her parents. I just guessed! HAHA! Anyway, I'm so happy that I'm finally done with this! It's been in my drafts for too long I almost forgot how the story goes but I' E! THANK YOU!

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