SasuNaru, yaoi, m-preg, OOC, OC and unbeta-read

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Author's notes: Sorry, I got distracted. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy!

Chapter 40: Burst out

Akemi muttered a cursed as his flame flickered then snuffed out. With his strength gone, he found himself falling backwards and landing on the ground with no grace or whatsoever.

He raised his shaking left hand to the sky, watching his hand closed around the bright disc before he opened his hand to block the brilliant lights. His was still panting and his muscles and his eyes were screaming in exhaustion but he thought he could still do it. He had been training for four hours none-stop and Yuuzuki had just joined him almost two hours ago.

"I think you should need rest, Akemi," Yuuzuki said as he watched his brother's eyes flickering from red to black. "Besides, your technique had improved. The image is still blurry but at least it had taken a perfect form."

The younger one just shook his head. He couldn't speak straight yet because his lungs demanded air. "C-cant… I…. can…still…do… it."

"Yes, you can but just rest for awhile."

And just to stop his eyes from burning in pain, he closed them…

-SasuNaru is love-

"Kisho," Sasuke called out as he reached the park where the kids played while waiting for their parents to get them.

The boy looked up from his sand castle and grinned. "Otousan," he shouted, his hand waving furiously.

"Let's go home now."

The boy nodded. Hand in hand they walked together. On the way home, upon the boy's insistence, the brunette bought him a cone of ice cream. A soft smile graced his lips as his boy started licking the dessert.

On one particular street, there were dogs loitering in the middle of it, some of them playing trying to find a mate for the approaching season. However, even when father and son were just few meters away from them, the dogs immediately parted and stayed at the sides, trying to be as invisible as they can be.

"Such good dogs," the boy innocently commented as he looked up for his father's agreement. His otousan nodded automatically and he continued gazing forward, not noticing the slight frown that marred his older man's visage.

Pity and guilt welled up inside Sasuke because he knew that the dogs were scared of his son and he wondered if Kisho would end up like Naruto, being hated and isolated for the power that he has. Would he feel as lonely as he and his blonde had during their childhood? As he thought of this, his protectiveness seemed to grow in intensity,

"Can I go there?" Kisho's jarred him from his dark thoughts and followed the direction the boy's finger was pointing.

The Ninja Academy..

"This afternoon, our teacher took us there and showed us around," he explained never bothering to wait for his dark-haired father to react. "The place looks fun and I want to learn what the others are leaning."

Sasuke settled his hand on a mop of blond hair, "I'm going to tell chichiue about this, okay?"

"Okay. I'll probably meet a lot of friends there just like Yuuzuki-niichan."

And the older man faltered in his step as he heard such statement being said in a voice full of hope and from the very bottom of his heart, he wished his boy would.

-SasuNaru is love-

His eyes voluntarily shut themselves at the onslaught of breathtaking and mind-numbing pleasure as Sasuke piston in and out of his writhing and melting body. His arms were tightly wrapped around his spouse's shoulder pulling him closer at the same time clutching him as they rocked together at a maddening pace. His heels dug into his back welcoming him into his tight heat, asking him to plunder all that he was, pushing him to break and rebuild him; to drown him or to suffocate him.

Sasuke echoed Naruto's deep guttural groan was echoed while he was desperately ramming into him, wrapping and overloading his senses with the blonde's heat, warmth and need.

When they came together, their rapture was like an explosion that rocked the world and shook the universe. And then, there was an echoing silence.

Sasuke sighed deeply as the after effects of their passion shook him to the very core. Few seconds later, he extracted himself from Naruto at the same time dropped a soft kiss on his forehead.

"God! Am I still alive?" Naruto asked breathlessly. He never thought it was possible for a man to feel such pleasure and happiness without bursting to a wild flame and burning to death.

"Dobe," Sasuke murmured between chuckles but he too was feeling what the other was feeling.

"What were you trying to say before that pleasurable interruption?" the blonde asked. The question had ruined the light mood but he didn't give a damn. Whatever topic Sasuke wanted to discuss earlier, he knew it must be important.

"Kisho wants to be enrolled at the academy already."

Naruto frowned. "At the age of five? Isn't it too early?" But both of them know there was no age qualification at the academy.

"What should we do? He's serious when he said that to me."

The blonde looked at him, reading past that calm mask while his long fingers threaded through dark locks. His spouse looked troubled, obviously having a hard time deciding unlike him who had already made a choice. "If you're left to decide this whole matter, what will your decision be?"

"My decision…" the brunette echoed. A part of him wanted to give in to his boy's desire knowing that in there he would grow and learn. But the other part of him, the protective side of him was against it. He didn't want Kisho to undergo what Naruto had- being isolated and ignored by most people because of his uniqueness. But then again, Kisho could not be ignored, could never be ignored because he is an Uchiha and an Uchiha always has everybody's attention, regardless if it's unwanted. That would mean he won't be ignored but definitely isolated and bullied. But there might be a chance for him to meet someone who would be his friend forever just liked how he found Naruto but could he let Kisho go through the harshness just so he could find someone who could accept his difference?

"Sasuke?" Naruto cautiously called when his spouse remained quiet for too long.

"I don't know, Naruto. I'm torn," he admitted in a fearful whisper. "I wish I wasn't horny that time, then he wouldn't be conceived at an inappropriate moment and he wouldn't be different."

The other man scowled. "No. If it weren't for Kyuubi-" He paused when a finger was laid on the blonde's lips to cut him off.

"If it weren't for Kyuubi, I wouldn't be a father."

"Then don't ever say what you said a second ago," he replied harshly. "It's not like we planned to make love on that day. Everything was spontaneous just like tonight. Besides, you didn't take me or made me submit to you, I was just as horny as you were."

Sasuke appreciated the reply and showed it through his soft kiss.

"Take your time in deciding, Sasuke and whatever you decide, I'll follow it," Naruto whispered

-SasuNaru is love-

Few hours later, Sasuke was still wide-awake, unlike his wife who was peacefully sleeping. Quietly and slowly he got out of bed, grabbed his yukata and went to Kisho's room. From the doorway, standing in the shadows, he watched his youngest child sleeping.

Okaasan, tell me what to do.

But there was only silence so he continued watching, trying to find an answer... trying to decide correctly for Kisho's sake. In the end, he realized that no matter how much he wanted to keep his son from the harshness of life, he had to let Kisho experience as much as he could as well as let him widen his own world. That was the only way for his blonde child to live. To grow.

When he returned to join Naruto in their bed, the blonde snuggled close to him. "Where had you been?" he murmured sleepily, his eyes still closed.

"We could only watch and support them as they learn life's lessons and we could only comfort them during their painful moments," he said and felt his spouse nod his head in agreement.

"That's the hardest part but we have to bear it. It's the only way."

And the brunette couldn't help but agree with him.

-SasuNaru is love-

The atmosphere hovering above Akemi's group was a mixture of anxiety and excitement as they were sent on a B mission alone as it was the time of the year when Konoha was at its busiest and competent genin cells were sent on B or C missions without their instructors.

Akemi's team dropped to the ground and hid behind the bushes as they sensed few people approaching quickly.

"It seemed we arrived earlier or the carriers of the red dossier had already passed by," one of them said and the Konoha ninjas knew they were referring to them. They remained quiet, hoping the five guys would leave without them detecting their chakra.

A few seconds later, which for them were like an eternity, the men left and they sighed in relief. Wataru, their self-appointed team leader started drawing their plan.

"Let's head towards thirty degrees from our point. We could hide behind trees and planned our attacks or we could sneak past them," he said intelligently.

"No," Akemi replied in a hushed voice. "It would be better if we head northeast."

"But it's an open space, we could be hit," Ayame replied.

"And we could attack back. There won't be any hiding place for both sides and there's a big chance they didn't expect us to go there." Then he added, "And it's better than an area filled with traps."

Wataru scowled, "Are you implying that the area I've chosen is filled with traps?"

The other boy couldn't help but smirked, "just stating the fact." In his opinion whoever wanted the scroll had already readied traps in paths they expect them to take. And if the direction they came from would be taken into account then two quadrants had already been covered by them. Of this, Akemi was certain.

Their leader seemed to choke with anger but he managed to hiss, "Scared you won't be able to detect and counter the traps?"

The Uchiha raised an eyebrow. He wasn't scared but it was obvious the two were. Wataru was good in hiding from battles or participating less and the thought of engaging in a full fight in an open area to boot scared him. Ayame, on the other hand, just didn't want to get involved in a fight under the blazing heat of the sun for her complexion's sake and she didn't want to be pitied against an opponent stronger than her. She didn't want to die yet.

"What do you think?"

"Then you better follow us, kid."

"Hey, wait!"

But the two had already moved, leaving an annoyed Akemi. True he was still a kid but so were they. There were just two years older than him. But what annoyed him more was that Wataru said it in arrogant and condescending manner. He wouldn't had mind if Wataru was better than him or if his skills were good enough to back-up his arrogance but dammit, they weren't.

With a sigh, he followed them towards their grave while wishing he was assigned to another cell. He knew their teamwork were way beyond poor and all because the two were making a big deal of their age gap. They refused to listen to his suggestions or asked for his opinions because in their eyes he was still too young to be taken seriously. But Akemi knew age never mattered in their profession or in the battle field and the sooner those two idiots would realize the better for all of them.

He knew without asking that one or both of his companions had stepped on some hidden thin wire as he saw something gleaming ahead of them and moving to their direction. A curse flew from his lips as he immediately recognized the approaching objects as kunai and his reaction was natural, fluid, smooth and quick that it created an illusion of it as just single arm movement.

He snatched his shuriken from his pouch and threw them towards their enemis' kunai deflecting them before the other two ninjas could manage a sound. A deflected one fell somewhere and triggered an explosion that rocked the area around it. Wataru and Ayame seemed rooted to where they stopped before self-preservation kicked in. They realized they had made a mistake and they were now willing to listen to Uchiha's suggestion but it was already too late.

"Move forward," they heard Akemi said, no, commanded. Wataru was about to protest but he continued, "They're closing in on us from behind!"

The news scared Ayame more and made her wished Chouji-sensei was there. He would definitely flatten their attackers at the same time get rid of the traps with his not-so-impressive but nevertheless effective techniques.

Akemi's hands itched to slap his female teammate but there was no time for that so he managed to bite out, "Sensei isn't here. If you want to live then fight for all you're worth."

That statement seemed to snap both shaking ninjas. They gulped and with shaking hands took out their kunai. "You guys go ahead of me. I'll try to stall them," he said and looked pleased to see the two nodding their heads in agreement but that was before he heard them bickering. If their opponents won't kill those two, he was certain he would. What were they doing? This wasn't the time to act like some stupid couple.

"You better not sneak away from me," Ayame said, her clammy left hand holding Wataru's elbow tightly.

"What do you think of me? A coward?" the other replied annoyingly as he slapped her hand away before her perfectly trimmed nails would dig deeper into his skin.

Turn, duck, lean to the side, flip backward, jump, round-house kick, lift elbow… Every move was easy that Akemi felt like he was dancing. The adrenaline that rushed through him, the excitement that pounded his heart was nothing compared to the spars he had with his parents and siblings but it was still good.

Wataru neatly leaned backward to let the shuriken fly past him. He raised his left leg to parry a kick and returned one. He moved quickly and let his arm cut through the wind and slit one man's throat. He smiled as the man fell to the ground dead. The fight was easier than he thought and his confidence grew. His hands formed seals and summoned one basic fire technique to counter the mist of rain one of his opponents used. He knew water would evaporate so he was surprised when the rain drops went past his flame and embedded themselves into the trees. What? Wataru gaped and realized that they were not rain but thin needles. He couldn't perform complete hand seals as the man continued using same techniques, giving him no time to attack. He could only evade until his back was pressed on someone's chest. He frozen when he felt an arm wrapped around his shoulders and the sharp point of the kunai was pressed against his throat. At that moment, he niche of the tree he saw from the corner of his eye seemed more tempting than ever.

Ayame made a clone of herself but before she could make a move of herself, her beautiful clone was destroyed a perverted-looking man. She made another and the result was the same.

"Do you take me for a fool, missie?" he drawled, making her skin crawl. "It would take more than that to kill me."

"I'll do anything to do just that," she said and she moved forward to attack him. The man threw his head back and laughed leisurely. He felt her killing aura but it was just tickling him. Man who live and survived in the wilderness would never tremble in that kind of death's face. It was nothing compared to what he could do. He became serious and directed all his killing intent on her.

Ayame stopped dead cold and fell on butt, her knees to weak to support her. She was convulsing and her eyes were wide with fear as the man started moving closer to her. She pushed herself to move back.

"Don't come…" she said, her lips trembling.

He smiled. He knew he could kill her immediately but it had been a long time since he played with his victim. He took another step, enjoying the fear dancing in her eyes. Lovely…

"S-s-stop!" she screamed.

Akemi snapped his head over his shoulder and let his gaze wander to where his teammates were there. They were cornered and a scowl crossed his handsome face. He hated Wataru and he disliked her but they were a team and teammates helped each other. Wataru maybe egotistical and a pain in the ass and Ayame was more cut out to be a model with her deep interest with fashion and cosmetics then with ninjutsus but at that moment they needed his help. He didn't want to go back to Konoha alone. He didn't want to their parents crying knowing their children died brutally and most importantly, he didn't want to see sadness in Rokudaime's eyes knowing two lives had been taken. No, he didn't want that.

With such thoughts swirling in his mind, another tomoe added in his eyes making him see things clearer than just one tomoe could allow him. But it didn't come to his notice as he was quickly doing hand seals that he had been executing since three months ago. The hand seals that he had created.

All actions stopped as all eyes were on the youngest Konoha ninja as red orange vapors started rising out from his body, gathering, hovering above him. Whatever it was, it must be strong as everything around him seemed to react. The air swirled around him; leaves rustled while some of them including pebbles and were drawn into that whirling momentum caused by his chakra. Once in a while, few leaves crackled and burned into ashes.

When the vapors had formed a perfect oblong-shaped, Akemi opened his eyes and everybody's silent question was answered when the hovering object spread its wings revealing what it was – a phoenix of flame. And the moment its wings were spread completely, a new color spread all throughout its body in glittering light.

Everybody gaped at the huge and elegant silver phoenix with its wings tinged with golden red. The phoenix stared at its audience with coal black eyes before it surged upward and then swooped down towards its targets.

The moment flame phoenix touched or brushed their opponent, they immediately burst into flames. Not one of them was spared. They were chased or searched then executed. Wataru yelped when the edge of the bird's left wing brushed against his arms. But instead of being burned, all he felt was a hot wind brushing against him. He looked stunned and noticed that except for their opponents all the things it touched didn't burn.

When it was over, the phoenix disappeared like a hot haze, distorting the space then it was gone.

"That was awesome," Wataru immediately said.

"How did you manage that Uchiha?" Ayame asked almost breathlessly.

But their praises and inquiries didn't reach Akemi who was surprised of how things turned out. He had been practicing the technique for 3 months straight and had never gotten it perfect until now. The attack was way beyond words and its form was perfect. It was better than he had dreamt. Was this what his otousan said about strength and power? He looked at his hands and clenched them.

-SasuNaru is love-

Sasuke and Yuuzuki paused from their serious discussion when Akemi waltzed into the study room louder than his usual entrance. They noticed that his eyes were gleaming with victory.

"Aniki, you should have seen it," he said, completely forgetting to say 'I'm home'. "It was better. It didn't burn anything aside from the enemies. The image was amazingly detailed "

"What didn't burn what?" Sasuke asked, totally lost and curious but he was the only one to feel that way because Yuuzuki was nodding and smiling.

"My flame phoenix technique," Akemi said almost impatiently, annoyed that he was interrupted with his story.

Shaking his head, Sasuke just leaned back on his chair and listened to Akemi, trying to understand the whole thing.

TBC

hehehe Unlike wataru, Akemi had every reason to be arrogant because his skills are way above their level and he seemed to understand the dynamics of teamwork. Akemi learned from the best, ne Yuu-chan?