Chapter Sixteen: It's what he wants.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
A/N:
SMUT OHMYGAWD.
It's pretty obvious what's going to happen in this chapter...
Manami's Point of View
I opened my eyes to be faced with… well… Nothing.
I sat up, seeing Sasuke no where in sight.
"…Sasuke?" I call out quietly.
No answer.
I decided to check downstairs, but before that, I brushed my hair and took any random thing out of the closet to wear. I took each step down, tying my locks into a bun.
"Sasuke?" I called out again when I reached the bottom.
I heard plates being set up in the dining room. I went inside and saw Sasuke placing food on the two plates.
I raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said you couldn't cook?"
"I ordered this food," Sasuke looked towards me.
I nodded. "Well, thank you."
Sasuke finished setting up breakfast and he then wrapped his arms around my waist. "Good morning." He kissed me.
I smiled as I took a seat with him. Just as we were about to begin eating, loud knocks were heard from the door.
I could take a wild guess as to who it was and get it right.
I sighed and looked at Sasuke. "Just tell me if I've revealed too much."
He nodded as I got up to answer the door.
I unlocked it and four girls burst in, crying, "HOW WAS IT?!"
I rolled my eyes and pointed to the couch. "Sit over there."
Tenten, Hinata, Sakura and Ino obeyed, all snickering.
I took a seat with them and they leaned in closer to me.
Sakura nudged me. "So…tell us, Manami."
Ino grinned. "Don't try to pretend you didn't do it."
Tenten finished her sentence. "Your cries of pleasure were heard all over Konoha."
My cheeks heated after that statement and I glanced at Sasuke, who was still peacefully eating his food… But I could see a smug smile coming across his face.
I frowned and only told the minor details to them.
They all seemed to take it in very well.
"So let me get this straight," Ino began. "It hurts at first?"
I nodded slowly.
"I see…" Sakura agreed.
"Hey, hey, how… big is Sasuke?" Tenten seemed eager to know this one.
I heard Sasuke cough loudly, causing the girls to glance at him for a second, and then back to me.
"That… It's only for me and Sasuke to know," I said, looking at him. He was nodding slightly.
"Aw man~!" Ino frowned.
"We should really leave these two alone though," Hinata's gentle voice said. "After all, they need some more… alone time after what happened last night."
Sakura sighed. "She's right. It's unfair to interrogate Manami right now."
"Thank you, Sakura!" I sighed.
"We'll interrogate her when she gets out of this house," Sakura smiled.
"HUH?!" I yelped.
They already left the house before I could start telling them off about that.
I grunted and walked back to my seat to continue eating breakfast.
I didn't look at Sasuke because I knew what he was going to say.
And he said it.
"…Cries of pleasure heard throughout Konoha, huh?"
"S-Shut up!" I stuck out my tongue.
He chuckled. "Am I that good in bed?"
I blushed. "How am I supposed to know?! That was my first time! …It was your first time too… right?" I asked, unsure. "I mean, you were at Orochimaru's for two years and… That Karin girl…"
Sasuke shook his head. "Oh GOD no. Never would I want to do it with... her. And trust me, even if you did hate me for a few years, I promised myself that you would be my first time."
I smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Odd, I never would've imagined you saying something like that."
"I say a lot of things," He replied, smirking.
We continued eating our breakfast until loud knocks were heard at the door.
"I thought the girls would talk to you after you got out of the house?" Sasuke asked.
"I thought so too," I looked at the door, standing up to get it.
This time, it wasn't the girls, but the boys.
"Ah! Manami-chan!" Naruto smiled.
"Ohhhh, nice clothing," The other boys cooed.
I looked down at my clothes and noticed I was wearing Sasuke's button-up shirt from last night…
I frowned and pointed at the Uchiha at the dining table. "He's over there!"
The boys then piled in to crowd around Sasuke. I pushed through them to sit at my seat.
"Signal me if I've told them too much," Sasuke sighed.
I smiled and nodded as he brought the guys to the living room.
I could hear the boys going, "Oh, man!" and "Really?!" and "I heard her say that!"
Pbft.
That's what she said~
I tried my best to hear what exactly Sasuke was saying.
"How big are her boobs…? Because you know, I heard they're bigger without the bra sometimes…?" Kiba began.
"KIBA!" Neji yelled.
"Sorry, but I'm curious!" Kiba argued.
I choked on my food a bit loudly and Sasuke's eyes met mine.
"Sorry guys, but I promised my wife that I wouldn't tell you the best parts," Sasuke smirked.
Naruto sulked. "Damn it!"
"Besides, you've all got girls to do that to," Sasuke commented.
"Not… Chouji…" Shikamaru looked at the chubby boy.
Chouji looked at everyone.
"…Didn't I tell you? I'm dating Ayame, the girl from the Ramen stall…?" Chouji said bluntly.
Suddenly, the Uchiha forced the young men out, so they could talk about how Chouji got around to dating Ayame.
Sasuke went back to his seat.
I looked at him and said, "I have a feeling we're going to be asked these questions for a while."
"I wonder whose fault that is, Mrs. Cries of Pleasure throughout Konoha," Sasuke tried not to smile at that one.
"You're not going to let that one go, aren't you?" I asked, pouting.
"Not until I'll be the one screaming your name out continuously," Sasuke smirked back.
"Thanks for the idea," I took a sip of water.
"Huh?"
I took his hand and dragged him to the bedroom, only this time, he was the one crying with pleasure.
-x-x-x-x-
Another thing that embarrassed me even more, with all the questions the girls were asking continuously, were the stares, smirks and smiles towards me as I walked around the village.
Even if it carried on for another three weeks.
"So. Manami," Sakura acted all casual about it, but it was obvious she wanted to burst crazily. Wasn't she over it yet?
I sighed. "Go ahead, Sakura. You can screa—"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD, MANAMI! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU DID IT! AND YOU GOT SASUKE TO MOAAAAAAAN!" Sakura squealed and jumped.
I covered her big fat mouth quickly. "Not so loud, Sakura! And I thought you liked Lee!?"
"Eh? But you said I could scream! And I DO like Lee, but you know, it's my old fantasies, coming true~!" She whined.
"I don't want the other villages to hear about it now do I!?" I rubbed my temples as we took a seat at Ichiraku Ramen.
"Manami-chaaan~!" Ayame's, the daughter of the owner of the stand, voice cooed. "You finally did it, huh?"
I reddened slightly. "Please! I'm still getting over the fact I'm married!"
She laughed. "It make's you sound kinda old. Funny!"
I groaned. "Give me a miso ramen, Ayame-san. I need to relax."
"I think you do need a break," She giggled. "After all that… stuff… last night!"
"You're so perverted, Ayame-san!" I frowned.
She shrugged helplessly as she began preparing the food. "Isn't everyone? Maybe it's old man Jiraiya's fault."
"Heh, prob… probably," I felt a headache coming on.
"You okay, Manami? You kind of hesitated there," Sakura asked.
I shook my head. "No, I'm fine. I just have a small headache, that's all."
"Oh, speaking of which, Manami, here," Sakura took a small box out of her pocket.
I gasped. "A-A pregnancy test!?"
"Shh, a little softer. Now, I know that sometimes if you do it you forget to use protection; am I right?" Sakura asked.
I remembered the first time I had done it with Sasuke. "Oh, crap! I didn't even think about it!" I clutched my head with my fists.
"Don't worry. This test will prove if you really are pregnant. If you are, you should be happy! This is what Sasuke wants, isn't it?"
"Well, if you say it that way, he's always wanted a family…"
"Exactly! So let's go and try it now!"
"Wait, what?"
"Come on!"
Sakura managed to drag me away back to her house, and Ayame stood there, with the ramen ready, yet she smiled and mouthed, "Good luck~!"
Once Sakura and I reached the bathroom of her home, she pushed me inside and said, "Tell me when you're done!"
I cringed. "But I'm not ready," I whimpered.
I read the directions on the box and slowly followed, after that, I waited five minutes – the longest freaking five minutes in my life – for the results to show. When the minutes were up, Sakura knocked on the door.
"Is it done yet?" She asked as she opened the door.
I stared at the pregnancy test.
"What does it say!?" Sakura asked.
I shook my head. "N-Negative."
"WHAT!? Are you sure?" Sakura checked for herself. "Maybe we should go to Tsunade? Some of these tests can be wrong, I've heard. We could ask her to confirm it."
-x-x-x-x-
"It's as the tests says. You're not pregnant," Tsunade said sternly. "Why? Do you want to? Aren't you a little young?"
I shook my head. "No, no, I'm not wanting to be pregnant right now, I'm just here because of Sakura."
Sakura rubbed the back of her head and smiled nervously. "My bad, Lady Tsunade."
She sighed. "Bah. You can leave now, and don't bother me for a pregnancy test unless you're absolutely sure the one you bought said positive. Okay?"
"I understand, Lady Tsunade. Excuse us," I bowed and swiftly took Sakura's arm to push her out the door.
I shook my head and took a breath of relief. "Thank God. I was almost worried there."
"You know, there are heaps of girls in Konoha who are willing to make Sasuke a baby," Sakura giggled quietly, raising an eyebrow at me. "Don't you want to have Sasuke's child?"
My cheeks heated up. "O-Of course I do! Just not right now!"
-x-x-x-x-
"Could you believe that you said that to me two years ago?" Sakura laughed at the Ramen stall once more.
Yes, it had been two years ever since that negative test. Meaning everyone was about… eighteen? Yeah. Old enough to drink alcohol. You could tell the boys were having fun, being drunk occasionally when they were around.
Except Lee.
Always keep the liquor away from Lee.
"Have you taken another pregnancy test yet?" Ayame asked, now being around 23. I still couldn't believe she was dating Chouji.
I took a sip of tea she had prepared for me and Sakura. "Nope. I don't see why I should. What are the signs of being pregnant?"
"Well, not that we would know from experience," Sakura answered.
"But I heard you get nausea a lot. Oh! And you miss your period!" Ayame pointed out, raising a finger at me.
"Eh…" I blinked at her. "Now that you think about it, my period is a little late…"
"EH!? OH MY GOD, MANAMI YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Sakura screamed, causing a few faces here and there to turn and stare.
"Be quiet, Sakura! I am not pregnant! I didn't even take a test!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
She laughed. "Oh right, haha… sorry!"
I held in my anger. "I'm sure my period will come tomorrow… or the day after that. There's no way I can be pregnant. We've used protection before."
"Before, yeah, probably. But didn't you at least do it once without… you know… condoms and pills?" Ayame half smiled.
"Ayame-san!" I scolded.
"Whaaat~?" She pouted. "I'm older than you, so I can talk about it!"
I grunted. "There was one night where we didn't use it. Not my birthday night, no… But it was just once!"
"That 'once' can lead to having a little baby, Manami," Sakura raised her eyebrow, smirking.
I ruffled my hair. "What can I do to make you two not bring this up again?" I asked.
Sakura and Ayame looked at each other, as if they were having a small telepathic conversation without me.
Ayame nodded and Sakura looked at me. "Take the test again."
"Are you kidding me!?" I complained.
"It's better to find out now than to keep on wondering," Ayame answered.
I gave it a second thought. "Fine. But I'm telling you two, I'm not pregnant."
Ayame smiled. "Tell me what the results are, okay?"
"Oh, and Ayame-san?" I said, standing up with my pink haired friend.
"Yes~?" She replied.
"Don't tell anyone I'm out getting the test, okay?" I ordered.
She pouted, as if I had just ruined her master plan. "Fine."
As Sakura and I walked, I told her, "Sakura, I don't want to use a home pregnancy test. I want Lady Tsunade to tell me herself."
"But she said—"
I shrugged. "She'll let us."
-x-x-x-x-
Sakura took a deep breath before knocking lightly on the Hokage's door. Hopefully she wouldn't remember what she said two years ago.
Hopefully.
"Come in," Tsunade's call was muffled by the thickness of the door.
We entered her office and half smiled. She raised her eyebrow. "What do you two want?"
"A…" I whispered. "P-Pr…"
Sakura nudged my back and I blurted it out. "A pregnancy test!"
Her head lifted and she stared at me. "…Why?"
I straightened myself. "The question is... why not?"
"…True. Okay, I'll give you the test," She smirked.
Sakura and I smiled at each other.
Thank god she didn't remember.
Right?
-x-x-x-x-
After the visit at Tsunade's office, and saying goodbye to Sakura, I walked home by myself.
I opened the door, calling out, "I'm home…"
Nobody answered me. I took a sigh of relief and decided to raid the fridge.
Until, of course, I was mistaken, and felt a pair of arms wrapped around my waist.
I jumped. "Wha—!? Sasuke!"
He smirked as he let his lips fall against my neck. I pushed his head off gently and exhaled.
"What's wrong? You're not normally like this," Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
I frowned at him. "What do you mean, 'I'm not normally like this'?"
He chuckled. "We're usually already in bed by the time you first glance at me."
I reddened. "T-That's not true! I have a lot of self control, thank you very much!"
"Hmm?" Sasuke lifted his head. "So, where were you today?"
"Ah," I murmured. "Oh, no where in particular."
"Now, you know that when you say that it means you've been somewhere."
"I haven't been cheating on you, if that's what you're thinking."
"Where were you?"
"I just hung out with Sakura and went to Tsunade-sama's office."
"…Why'd you go to the Hokage? Another mission?"
"Uh… No."
"Then…? Asking her to have a threesome? Cause I'm not having sex with a fifty-year old woman. Even if she does look twenty."
"What!? NO! Is that all you ever think about? Sex?!"
"No. It just when I'm around you, I do think about it often."
"You're a pervert."
"You're the person who made me become one."
I shook my head, attempting to hide my blush. "ANYWAY. Uh, yeah. No. I just wanted to… talk?"
"About?"
"Nothing!"
"You wanted to talk about nothing?"
"Well, no…"
Sasuke closed his eyes for a few seconds and then leaned closer towards me, pushing me against the counter. I widened my eyes, trying to get him off me. His torso was now against my chest, and he leaned his forehead against mine. He stared at me intently.
"You won't tell me."
I shook my head nervously. "I-I don't see why you should know…"
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he'd lifted me so I sat on the countertop. He took the liberty of placing his body in between my legs.
"Don't tell me—" I began.
He smirked like always. "If you won't tell me about today, looks like I'll have to tease you."
"N-No!" I half yelped as he began to kiss my neck and trace his hands over my breasts.
I bit my bottom lip and pushed my hands against his chest, still trying to get him off. "I'll tell you! P-Please stop!"
Sasuke kissed my lips quickly before saying, "Go on."
Jesus.
How can he act so cool about being like that!?
It kinda drives me… wild?
"Oh um," I refused to make eye contact with him. "I... I forgot!"
He furrowed his eyebrows. "Normally I wouldn't care so much about stuff like this, but you never hesitate towards me, or stall. Tell me."
"I-I…" I shook my head. "It's too embarrassing!"
"Manami," The way he said my name was wonderful. "I've seen you naked. I know how and when your period works. I know what size clothing you are. I know everything about you. Hell, I even know what bra size you—"
"OKAY! Enough information," I raised my palm at him, gesturing him to stop.
"Come on, just tell me."
"Why should I? Give me a good reason."
"Because I'll do this."
"Do wha—Ah~!"
He'd become quicker, faster. So fast I couldn't see him move from in front of me to… my bare chest. He kneaded gently at my bust and he inched his lips closer to it. I shook my head furiously. "A-Ah~! No! No! S-Sto…"
"Tell me and I'll stop."
"I…I…"
I squeezed my eyes shut.
"I'M PREGNANT!"
Sorry for the late chapter, stupid teacher are giving me all these assignments at once! DX Pretty please review? Oh, and this fanfiction will be ending very soon! Soooooo, REVIEWWWWW! Please?
