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Oh and I'm still grounded, much to my own displeasure, this is called sneak typing which I'm not allowed to be doing so if I get caught I'm in some major trouble…yeah well okay!
Oh…Naruto is 14 now and Hajime is ten months old!
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"I want this one." said Naruto solidly. He stood in front of a spacious window that had a seating area that was adorned with deep brown cushions so that the blonde boy would be able to sit with a bowl of ramen and long for someone who he was very dependent on for his own survival to come home. It was close enough to the Konoha entry gate so that he was able to see exactly who was coming or going at any exact moment of the day. The sun was beating down hard on the snow outside through the window pane casting strange mischievous shadows onto his face.
"Mommy!" squealed Hajime despite the fact that she had a pacifier in her mouth. She had been, a mere three to four seconds ago, contently resting in her grandfathers arms.
Naruto's eyes lit up, turning from the window that he loved so dearly; he loved it because if Sasuke ever did decide to come back from where ever it was that he had run off to the blonde boy would be one of the first people in the whole village to know, and that would give him more time to figure out what is was that he wanted to do.
He walked quickly over the thick multicolored carpet to get to Iruka who was only a few paces away from him. Immediately sliding Hajime out of her grandfather's arms, who was still a head and a neck taller the Naruto, and into his own. Wrapping a motherly arm around his daughter's waist after setting her on his right hip. He pressed his lips delicately to her nose before she latched onto him and set her head on his shoulder, all the while sucking vigorously on her pacifier.
The blonde child had learned all that he could about raising a baby as a teenage single mother; he had spent day after day looking for book upon CD about when things happened, how they would happen. Then he had managed to gain a round about understanding of the business of how his child would grow up (no part of these first ten months of him being a mother was in any of those books. Children, unfortunately, were not manufactured with an owner's manual or a limitless warranty.) So he had stopped trying to guess the future to relish his baby now before all of those memories he could have made were wasted.
Though there was one thing that Naruto wanted his baby ay all times to never question and understand was that she was and always would be loved especially by her mom. She was loved by a whole village of people and had a selective place to call her home and in this aspect forever had no bounds. Unlike him, she had a family who was there to lift her up to the heaven, and when she sprouted her wings to cheer her when she would fly. That is why he would tell her that he loved her over and over again, enjoyed cuddling with her no matter what they were doing, he kissed her fingertips and her toes her belly button and her nose. He only wished that he was able to give Hajime another sibling; a second little brother or sister that way she could have everything that Naruto had wished for so passionately.
It had been so hard but Naruto had figured that nothing in this life worth something was ever easy. He harbored slight bags under his eyes from having to wake up every so often during the night, because Hajime was hungry, or needed a bottle, or needed a diaper change, or wished for some company or when he had to coax her from a seemingly bad dream. It had been difficult, really difficult considering it would have been easier if the child's father had stuck around, to at least, at the very least say goodbye. But Hajime was one of the lucky ones who was worth it; he would've shot the older boy himself if he had to chose whether the boy he loved or his daughter had to live (not that he ever would he hoped.).
He had moved into his old apartment soon after his baby was born. Iruka, of course, had advised him to stay.
Flashback
Iruka was standing firm his foot itching to be stamped crudely and harshly down onto the floor. "For god sakes, Naruto, your only thirteen and have a baby you are not ready to be alone on this."
Naruto looked up from his child briefly who was staring blankly up at the Uchiha seal mobile Naruto had found and hung over her crib. "Iruka I'm going with your blessing or without it!" He whispered. He was just as stubborn as Iruka, and Iruka had no one to blame but himself for that. "And, for your information, I'm almost fourteen!"
"Oh, that's makes everything better knowing that your fourteenth birthday is only five months off! I'm telling you that you are not going to be able to do this all by yourself, and you shouldn't have to…. You're my son and she is my grand baby just stay a little while longer, a month or so, please." He begged.
Naruto was almost tempted by the offer; he twitched his fingers nervously thinking it over. Iruka did make sense, though Naruto hated to admit that, what could one more month hurt? Naruto shut his eyes tight trying to block out the words, if only thoughts could be taken back, like as soon as they were out fly straight back in. He knew what it would eventually hurt…his relationship with his daughter is what would be flushed down the tubes because if Naruto stayed another month, he would stay forever. Iruka would gladly take Hajime off of Naruto's hands and he would leave all of this baby business behind him for the life he would have had before she was even conceived. It made his heart break into tinier pieces to think that he could ever walk away from such a helpless being, one that needed him. But he knew, without a shadow of doubt, that that is the way that this would work even if he stayed for a time period that seemed so short.
"No…"
Iruka's eyes got sad and weepy at the fact that the child he had always tried so hard to be a good father for felt like he was so utterly alone when he wasn't; not anymore. Hajime was a baby who needed constant care and attention, but Naruto was just a baby too.
End of da minor flashback
Naruto swayed his baby from side to side humming a soft lullaby in her ear. Her eyes dropping as she was ready to fall fast asleep, the suck on her pacifier came to halt and it hung lazily on her bottom teeth. Naruto fished out her baby blanket in the lovely blue bag that had been pack and un-packed a million and six times; it was still on his fathers shoulder. Naruto wrapped the blanket around his baby, making sure she was warm and cozy while she went to sleep all the while keeping up a steady soft hum into her raven colored hair.
"Where'd you learn that song?" Whispered Iruka so that he would not disturb Hajime from her sleep. "I've never heard it before…" He shifted the blue bag behind him so that it was no longer in the way.
His steady rhythm suddenly then picked back up one of his small hands running through his daughters a sort of undefined sadness in his eyes as he stared blankly down at the floor. He smiled a closed lip smile and spoke softly. "Sasuke thought it to me when we were on a mission once, back before…. He said that it was one his mother had sung to him when he was really little." He shrugged. "It's the only one that Hajime likes…so…"
"Oh, Naruto, I'm…"
Naruto turned back to the window staring out at the Konoha gates again with a misunderstood deep longing for his own heart to suddenly to come bursting from those gates and find him. Just to come back to him so that he wouldn't feel such a gaping hole in his chest and he could find his happiness and become complete instead of this fake shell that he put on for his daughter and for Iruka.
"I want this one!" He repeated, as he studied the unfamiliar faces outside of his window passing outside, none of them even being close to what he had hoped would be there. He closed his eyes…remembering…though his mind told him that it was a bad idea.
Sasuke had always been there for Naruto when he had fallen sometimes with a smirk of superiority or a positively nasty remark but always had a hand out to pull him back to his feet again giving him a second try. The raven was his partner, he was sure of it, in battle and in love—Sakura had said once that they were a perfect match so Naruto couldn't help but wonder what he had done so very wrong to make Sasuke leave him. Had he not been good enough in bed…is that what had pushed Sasuke away?
Iruka put a friendly hand on the boys shoulder. Naruto tried his hardest not to flinch away from his own father as he tried to comfort him—but these days he really didn't like to be touched.
"Why don't we look at the rest of the house before you make up your mind, okay?" The brunette squeezed his son close to the side of his chest before stepping away knowing that Naruto wasn't really ready to have physical contact with other human beings besides his own children. After the scaring ordeal of giving birth to a baby born dead and one that had made it out alive; it had been difficult to push past that hurt to take care of his live child. Difficult couldn't even possibly express the severity of such a double edged sword situation, especially without the one whose flesh and blood was also uncoated in those children.
The blonde smiled, "Yeah sure," even though because of the wonderful view the rest of the house could've been compared to shit and shit would've won the day and Naruto still would've claimed that this was the house for him. Luckily the rest of the house was hardly shit; not even close.
There was a living room that would accommodate a sideways couch so very perfectly and also a large plasma screen over the cozy stone shelled fire place that would light up this room with a romantic glow—to bad it would never be used that way; how great would it be to make love in front of it. The carpet was multicolored and probably was able to hide stains easily even ones as gross to get out as throw up, spaghetti, and even blood.
A dinning room connected to the living room and to the kitchen, on the same wall. The floor was pergo the color was a deep kind of mahogany that was beautiful but also durable—which was good, really good. The walls were light beige finished off with a thin straight trim the same color as the floor that wrapped completely around the whole room. It was a lovely space that had window after window to light up the whole room with ray upon ray of the glorious sunshine or moonlight. And there was artificial lighting, too, a crystal chandelier pegged right in the middle of the ceiling. With a table and some chairs, not to mention a high chair, they would be set to have life in that room; Naruto could almost taste the first thanksgiving that he would spend here with family all around him. Clanking forks on plates filled with turkey and sweet potatoes mixed in with the sound of bad jokes and drunken laughter…to Naruto that was heaven here on earth.
Through the swinging door, which was on the left side of a wall that separated the living room and this room, you came to the kitchen. It had built in stainless steal microwave over an electric stove that could boil water in less than sixty seconds. The double door refrigerator and a separate space for the freezer at the very bottom plus a water and an ice dispenser in the door (Oh fancy). There was a dishwasher and a trash compactor. The counter tops were tan marble and Naruto would have his island in the middle that also served as a bar. Two door cabinets with drawers and running water, the works!
The bathroom was nothing special it had a separate bath and shower that sat on a white tiled floor (little white boxes) a royal thrown for whoever's kingly dairy air.
There were three relatively large bedrooms and a great back yard that practically yearned for a swimming pool, but not until Hajime was older.
"What's the third bedroom going to be used for?" Iruka asked somewhat skeptically. He was still dead set on Naruto and his daughter coming back to live with him and Kakashi. Knowing full well that his son wouldn't go for it, already having been independent into the month of November; nine months on his own, but he had to at least give it some sort of a shot, right? Damn straight, his pride wouldn't let it go.
"A guest bedroom, Iruka, that way when we come to visit our son we will have a place to, uh, sleep." Kakashi said to a feisty Iruka which in all retro specked was making him horny and if they were at home right now…well his pants were tight enough he need not think of all the things he could do to help release all of his lovers pent up frustrations. Although that is what he had been doing almost every single night…because of which a very strange thing happened; he had no need of his little orange book when he could have sex on the spot with the man that he loved and who loved him back.
Kakashi wrapped his arms around Iruka's shoulders from behind breathing heavily into his right ear (Iruka knew exactly what that meant, not much sleep and a tough time walking in the morning.). "Right, Naruto?"
"Huh?" Naruto looked up from the game of patty cake with a smiley Hajime who had just woken up from her nap and was now sitting up on her blanket with her mother on the floor. "Yeah, sure, whatever." He finished lifting up his daughter's shirt to blow raspberries on her belly button and she just laughed and laughed…what a happy child that she would turn out to be.
"See…"
"Naruto are you sure that this is the one that you want?" Iruka lifted an eyebrow his arms still crossed praying that the boy would say no and then he would at least have another day to pound some sense into what they all hoped was under that mass of blonde hair.
Blondie looked towards the window for a fraction of a second before turning his attention back to his raven haired sweetheart who was cutely gnawing on a purple wooden J block but not before Iruka caught that look and wanted to say something, anything, about it. About how Sasuke wasn't coming back and even though Naruto did love him so very much and Iruka's heart hurt for himhe needed to leave the past and delve into the present with his daughter so that he could lead her towards a bright future. But Iruka couldn't, he knew what it was like to be away from the man that he loved at any given time.
Two months, that was all that Iruka could handle. If any of Kakashi's missions were longer then that the brunette would laps into a deadly silence where one couldn't even tell if he was breathing. So that maybe Kakashi would turn it down. For Iruka, no matter the pay, he did; he always did.
"Yeah, it's sure got all the bells and whistles. It's everything that I had always dreamt of having." If only he was a little older. If only Sasuke (both of them) were here to see and live in such a house with Naruto and maybe, one day, they would all be able to call it home.
Iruka closed his eyes with a long exaggerated sigh; he leaned into Kakashi's chest enjoying the warmth he found there. It was a simple comfort, but hell, it sure was nice.
"I guess, I'll call the retaliator and see what small fortune we will have to pay for this house…"
"Money isn't an issue." Naruto stated, never looking away from Hajime or letting that goofy face for his daughter fade not for even a second.
Iruka's head snapped up, almost hitting Kakashi in the chin. "What are you talking about?" Money not an issue? Puh-lease, money was always an issue. That damn green paper made the whole world go around, sad but so true.
Naruto got his wallet out of his back pocket and pulled out a platinum credit card with his name on it then handed it to Iruka. "See money isn't an issue."
"Oh shiny," Was Kakashi's input.
"Where'd you get this?"
Naruto shrugged. "Tsunade-baa-chan gave it to me."
"This is an Uchiha credit card! You can't use this. It's stealing!" He outraged.
"It's not stealing, per say." Said Kakashi.
"Then what is it, wise guy?"
Kakashi snorted. "Child support, duh?"
End of chapter ten
Okay, so I let one of my friends who basically got me into this whole yaoi thing (although I discovered Sasunaru all by myself) anyways, she was all 'cant you switch it around so that theres more Narusasu in it then Sasunaru' I snatched my story from her then and shunned her from my life! Because for real how in the world does Naruto seem more dominant? Come on? Anybody?
Okay one, he's more girly. Two, he's short. Three, he likes to be taken care of. Four, he's like total girl beautiful. Five, I like him as an Uke. So Nhh!
And Sasuke is all dominating and mine and he is very protecting and has all that damn pride so that he would never allow Naruto to be dominant not even once!
So if you people ask me for Narusasu I will cuss you out. That is fair warning!
But please don't let that stop you from reviewing! If you like please review! I'll take anything (except narusasu shit) I want to hear your suggestions and input! So please! Here I am begging!
Sorry but I had to say so! So um I'll see you next chapter. All my love!