Neighbors 2.8.1
Hinata learned early on that Sasuke was a hard worker. Even back when they were neighbors, she remembered not seeing him for three days at a time. Those three days, back then were strictly for music and the parlor. When he wasn't washing clothes or entertaining her foolishness, the Uchiha was sleeping.
Now, he had taken two shifts at the parlor to even out the time that his music had been and was spending even more time with her. He had even helped her grade some papers that Kurenai gave her.
He was overworking himself.
"Okay, well, Naruto wants..."
Hinata looked up from her grading to see Sasuke leaning against the counter in the kitchen. "Are...are you okay?"
He nodded and turned to grab a bottle water out the fridge but found none. "Ah shit..."
"What?"
"We're out of water, I hate the faucet water." His head was swimming and throbbing at the same time.
Hinata turned from her spot on the couch. "I have to go to the s-store so I'll pick some up."
Sasuke nodded and walked out the kitchen before bolting to the bathroom. Hinata stood abruptly at the sound of him throwing up. "S-Sasuke!" Hinata ran after him.
Sasuke was sitting next to the toilet looking horribly pale. Hinata sat in front of him. "I..." Onyx eyes fluttered.
Hinata cupped his face and sighed softly. "You're sick, Sasuke."
"Nah..."
She smiled and nodded. "I believe it's a fever."
He shook his head. "Na-" he quickly leaned forward to throw up for the last time.
"Or...you're pregnant?" Hinata giggled against his glare. "You're not going a-anywhere. I'll take care of you, come on."
She helped her incredibly heavy boyfriend to their room. After getting him in bed, Hinata froze. Sasuke could barely see her over his heavy eyelids but her face was twisted in pain.
"What's wrong?"
Hinata clutched her abdomen. The Hyuuga sucked in air and gave a shaky sigh. Cramps. How was she supposed to help Sasuke when she was going to die? Hinata was going to the store for painkillers and now...
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Naruto pulled out his spare key and pushed open the door. "Guys!" He heard heavy groaning and thought about leaving. No, no, impossible.
The blond headed down the hallway and opened the dark haired couples door. Hinata was curled in the fetal position on the floor while Sasuke was tossing in the bed. "It's- hot!"
Hinata took deep breathes. "Y-you have to sweat it out."
Naruto was sure they were both delirious. "Uh, I got your meds, water and," he rummaged through the bag. "And your cinnamon rolls?"
Who would have thought that Naruto would be a hero? Naruto sat at the foot of the bed while his friends slept soundly after the medicine kicked in. He scratched the back of his head.
"Such a weird couple," Naruto decided as Hinata's phone went off. "E-eh?" He stood and picked up the device. "...Ino?"
He slid to answer. "Hey, Hinata-chan! I wanted to know if you wanted to join us for lunch?" She asked.
"This is Sasuke's friend, Naruto. She's knocked out-"
"What? Who are you? What do-"
"No! I mean, I gave her some drugs-"
Ino started shouting in the phone. "Let me speak her or I'm calling the police!"
"No, I mean, Sasuke is sick a-and Hinata is have lady problems so I'm taking care of them! I can't go to jail again! I...h-hello?" Naruto swallowed when the line went dead. "I'm g-going to jail and they can't-"
The phone rang again. Naruto answered it. "Sorry, I lost signal. Why didn't you just start with that?" Ino asked in the most cheerful tone.
"You're scary..."
"Yeah, give me the address you just sound helpless."
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Hinata woke up from her nap feeling refreshed and yet numb to the pain. Bliss! Sasuke was still stirring in his sleep. "I'm s-sorry," she whispered. "You've gotten yourself sick and...and I still couldn't help."
Onyx eyes opened slightly. "I'm fine."
Hinata leaned against him. "You're not...for now on we'll f-find you relaxation time."
He nodded and closed his eyes. "Hey..." He murmured. "I love you, is...is that alright?"
Hinata's eyes widened. "...it's the f-fever."
He shook his head. "Hinata," he took the hand that was on his chest. "I might be pregnant."
Hinata kissed his knuckles. "I'm here for you."
He nodded. "Because I never had a..." He fell right back asleep. Hinata sighed and crawled out of bed. She was caught between not being really hungry and starving.
It was the sight she saw in the living room that made her stomach ache. Naruto and Ino were basically chewing each other's faces off. "H-Huh?" She whispered.
They whipped to her. "Hinata!"
She fainted and Sasuke, as if feeling her pain, shouted her name from the back room. Naruto sighed. "They are honestly made for each other."
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Sasuke's fever had came and gone and so had Hinata's cramps. Hinata followed the angry Uchiha around the apartment. "You said you were pregnant!"
"I was messed up, okay. Forget about it."
"I c-can't believe I'm going to be a father," she moved in front of him. "I didn't see it in my future but-"
"I will hide all of your snacks on the top shelf."
Hinata nodded quickly. Some laughs weren't worth it. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "I t-think you'll be a great mother, Sasuke-kun."
He frowned. "You'd be a horrible father."
Hinata giggled in his chest. "Mmm, maybe?"
Sasuke picked the girl up and hoisted her on his waist. Hinata wrinkled her nose. "I can't quite be a koala from this side."
"Yeah, but you're tall enough."
"For what?" Her thumb brushed over his steadily growing ebony locks. He lifted his chin to kiss her. Hinata squeaked when he plopped them down on the couch.
"I still get lightheaded," he rubbed throbbing temples. Hinata removed his hands and replaced her own fingers.
"You, um, said you loved me t-too."
He didn't change posture. "I thought I always did." He relaxed completely in her care. Hinata dimly noticed him playing with the hem of her shirt.
"You said the...the real thing!"
"Are you mad?"
Hinata shook her head and massaged the area under his ears then jawline. "No, I...just didn't know how to take it, after all you were pregnant."
Sasuke smirked and closed his eyes against her fingers. "Take it as you want." His own hands found the dimples at her back.
"Y-you scared me then...when you got sick," Hinata hid her face in the crook of his shoulder. "I wish you'd j-just tell me help more around here."
Sasuke smoothed his thumbs over the small of her back. "Sorry," he murmured. Hinata turned to him slightly. There was no way he was saying it again. "But I got it."
Hinata squeezed his cheeks. "No. No. No. I'm helping you. That's that. It is. I'm not asking anymore," she informed in a strong voice. Sasuke looked at her blankly. She shrunk a bit. "O-okay, I...I mean it."
"Do what makes you happy," he finally spoke. "Don't squeeze me."
She smiled brightly and rubbed his staining cheeks. She might have pinched too hard. "S-Sorry," she couldn't stop touching his face. It was such a nice face. She felt him shift under her. "Am I t-too heavy?"
Sasuke scoffed. "No," he wouldn't admit that the image of her naked body just flashed through his head and her sitting this, while completely innocent and probably oblivious, was becoming too much. He was honestly trying to keep his...friend under control.
"A-are you sure," she lifted herself. "Because I-" Hinata yelped when he placed her back down. Her eyes widened and cheeks burned. "Um, Sasuke-" He took her chin and kissed the now hyper aware girl.
Sasuke had this gut feeling that Hinata was just a carefully trained actress and that she was just acting innocent. It was clever and took him almost a year to figure the shit out. When moments like this happen she was careful not to go too far but-
"Stop that," he pushed her off him suddenly. Hinata sat next to him in pseudo-confusion. She was making him crazy, a bit bipolar too.
"W-what I do?"
Sasuke closed his eyes. Maybe he was still sick. Maybe she wasn't even grinding on him. "Hn."
"Sasuke-kun?" She looked concerned and for good reason too.
Sasuke eyes cut to the hand on his thigh. No, no, she was a demon. "You're making me crazy," he stood, not completely balanced. Hinata took his hand but her words never reached his ears.
Sasuke...fainted?