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~Three~
Sasuke glared at Fugaku, who forked his food with fortitude, after criticizing him yet again. The Uchiha all sat at the divine medium length table, as the parents admired the extravagant decor that their exquisite chef had ready for them. Pretty much: Rich folk food. Sasuke had once loved the taste of success, until his homophobic father discarded him after learning about his son having sexual relations with another male. Now Itachi lived in the fancy home, with his "girlfriend" and he attained a wealthy CEO place at another business industry run by their father, while his youngest flipped burgers, spent all his money on bills, barely had enough to eat, and now had a child on the way. The normal life was terrible, and he'd kinda wished to return to such luxury a long time ago. "So, Itachi how was work today?" Mikoto inquired tenderly as she forked up the succulent chicken breast, placing it into her moist cavern before winking at Sasuke who smirked slightly.
"Work was work, mother. I had to host another meeting about our budget, and I managed to make a new business deal with Hyuuga International"
"-I've been trying to do that for years!" Fugaku exclaimed, an enthusiastic smile plastered upon his face as he chuckled, reached over, and patted Itachi on his back. "I knew I could trust you Itachi! A great young man for a great job-"
"-How was your day, Sasuke? It's not often you come and eat dinner with us alone." It was true. Upon hearing what his wife had stated, Fugaku glared at the younger raven, his lips pursed while Itachi ate in silence. When they'd (being Sasuke and Naruto), run out of money and couldn't buy food, the Uchiha would bring Naruto to his parents' house for dinner, which always led to the same argument every time, but Naruto didn't care. He just needed food, but lately he was eating everything in the house, leaving crumbs and/or small left overs for Sasuke.
"I...Ummm, well...you see-"
"-Sasuke Uchiha, answer your mother and stop bullshitting at the table!" Sasuke rolled his eyes nonchalantly, and groaned inwardly before dropping the fork upon his silver platter, and entwining his fingers.
"Naruto and I got into a very big argument today and he kicked me out, so..." Mikoto frowned at that, while Itachi calculated his brother's person, debating whether to make him divulge more about the situation or not. "...Now he's pregnant, but he won't return my phone calls...I think this is the end of us-"
"-No, Sasuke don't say that. Naruto loves you dearly, honey," Mikoto pleaded, rising from her seat and wrapping her arms around Sasuke in a loving embrace. "You two will come around-"
"-Forget about that Mikoto! That Uzumaki boy is what?!" Fugaku exclaimed, slamming his calloused palms upon the dinner table, as Itachi nodded at the newly processed information. "He's pregnant?!...By who?!...You?!...Is that your baby?!...As a matter of fact! How did he get pregnant?!" Sasuke averted his gaze towards an agape window, his eyes solemn as he thought about the blonde.
"I...I don't know how he got pregnant father, but I know thats my baby-"
"-How?! He could have messed around with other men and they probably got him pregnant! He's probably pending that baby on you, so that he could have a share to my money! That's it! He wants to take your money, Sasuke! I knew he was up to something, this is why you should've been with a woman-"
"-The Uzumaki family is just as rich as we are, he doesn't want your money!" Sasuke growled, rising from his seat as Mikoto gawked at him. Fugaku snarled, as his eyes began narrowing dangerously. "That's my baby! I know it is, because I know Naruto would never cheat on me!... If you haven't realized it yet father, we have sex! All the fucking time, so he doesn't need to go find someone else because, he knows what's good!-"
"-Have you know shame, boy?! I will not have you talking about that at the table-"
"-Well stop talking about my husband that way!-"
"-You will not marry that...that man!" Fugaku spat, abruptly rising from his seat as well, while his son glared at him.
"I love him. I'm a grown man, and I have the right to do as I please-"
"-You listen here boy...If you marry that Uzumaki, I'll strip you of everything you own. First you shame our name with this gayness, now you're having a child with this boy- supposedly supporting something that's not even yours -and then you come into my home and tell me you plan to marry him. Sasuke, don't be an idiot. It's best you stay away from him and that bastard child!"
"Please will you two just sit down and let's have a calm dinner together." Mikoto pleaded, her eyes analyzing her husband who mumbled inwardly, while taking his seat upon his chair across the table from his youngest. Sasuke scoffed, averting his gaze towards one of the servants, who hesitantly stalked into the room. "Please place that plate on the table next to the entrance door." The blonde bowed quickly and did as was told before dashing out the room. Sasuke languidly sat down, his eyes wandering along his plate while he sat, but he knew Fugaku was burning his eyes into his skull. "Fugaku, you should respect Sasuke now and accept the new addition to our family."
"...Mother, I wish to be excused." Itachi stated, rising from his seat abruptly before exiting towards the front of the Manor. His tight fitted suit and slicked back hair made him look more like his father, however he had the etiquette of a gentleman. The servant returned and hastily removed Itachi's plate from the table. Sasuke felt so mistreated and refused to acknowledge his father who continued to glare and/or insult his decision. He was less than a man should be. The raven pushed his plate full of food to the center of the table, after having lost his appetite, and rose from his seat only to walk away without being dismissed. He jammed his hands into his denim jeans, as he made his way to the front of the Manor, where Itachi sat peacefully on the long front patio. He came to an abruptly hiatus at the door, and entered inside only when Itachi turned and beckoned him in. The older Uchiha now wore skinny jeans, a tight fitted black polo, and white Nikes. He blew smoke clouds into the air, as he kept the cigarette firmly in between his index and middle. "...You need to learn how to ignore father. You get so worked up over straight bullshit-"
"-I can never be like you, Itachi. I will not kiss his ass like you do. He doesn't respect me, so why should I respect him?!-"
"-That's your fucking problem right there." He sighed languidly, pushing the end of his cigarette against his lips, as he took it into his mouth and sucked in the tobacco, then blew it out into the air freely. "You shouldn't have brought your boyfriend over to our home Sasuke, you knew how father felt about homosexuals-"
"-That still doesn't give him the right-"
"-The right to what?...Scorn you?" Itachi scoffed at his brother, throwing the cigarette bud into the ashtray, not even caring to let the small flame out. "This is his home and you are his son. Sasuke he yells just for the hell of it, and it's best that you just let him rant." Sasuke sat in the white lawn chair, highly pissed by the words that his brother continued to utter, and it mainly made him look more of a kiss-up than before.
"You're just saying that because, you have the nice house; the nice car; and the nice looking girl!-"
"-Who?...Rin?" Itachi laughed. "I pay her to be with me, so father is pleased with my work. I try not to mix business with pleasure, but there have been a few times that I lose control and mix it anyway." The raven smirked mischievously, his sinister facial expression adorning him abundantly. "She's a paid actress, with really amazing talents." Sasuke rolled his eyes nonchalantly, not really interested in hearing about Itachi's sex life.
"If you're not dating her, than who are you-"
"-No one. Not now, I'm choosing to stay alone for the time being, so I can increase my finances." Itachi stalked over towards his younger sibling, poking him in the center of his forehead. "You just need to learn how to keep that damn mouth of yours closed. You also need to apologize to Naruto for whatever you did, because with your anger issues, I know you fucked it up-"
"-He made me so angry!" Sasuke exclaimed, clutching the arms of he lawn chair as Itachi stared deadpan at him. "Just the other day he tells me he's pregnant, and he expects me to be all excited, but I'm so fucking scared!" Sasuke groaned into his calloused palms, feeling his estranged brother rest his hand upon his left shoulder. "I can't...I'm not ready to be a father, and we don't have any money to raise this child. I'm a man, and I should be able to provide for my family, but I can't even do that much!...It's all bullshit!"
"That's how you feel about Naruto? About your child?-"
"-Shut up!" Sasuke spat, slapping his brother's hand away before abruptly raising from his seat, pointing his index finger daringly at Itachi. "Don't you dare lecture me!...I didn't know he could get pregnant, as I matter of fact what dude can have a damn baby?!...I loath children, and I despise the fact that he wants me to be happy with him and our baby. I can't! I can't do that now!" Sasuke gritted his teeth as Itachi continued to stare at him emotionless. "Stop looking at me like that!..I just want everything back the way it use to be."
"Get an abortion then." Itachi stared nonchalantly, eliciting Sasuke to gawk at him.
"Naruto would never do something like that-"
"-Then leave. He's kicked you out and won't return your calls, so just leave. You got all your things now go far and enjoy life as if you don't have a little baby at home, who's going to grow up not knowing who its daddy is-"
"-Don't make me look bad." Sasuke scorned, his temple throbbing as Itachi smiled slightly. "He penned that baby on me out of no where. All the times we'd had sex, he never got pregnant! And you expect me to bust my ass off to raise a baby I, never agreed to want in the first god damn place?!" Sasuke pushed pass Itachi and out the front door to his black Bugatti that Fugaku reluctantly allowed him to keep, however Naruto's father was the one making payments on it, since the Uchiha decided he would no longer support a "gay" as he stated. He slammed the car door shut, watching intently as his brother stalked towards his car with that damned smile upon his face.
"Welcome to the real world, Sasuke. It's time you start making some sacrifices for your child." Sasuke shook his head no, those onyx eyes staring vacantly at the stirring wheel as he continued to disagree with his brother.
"I can't...Itachi I can't raise that baby, I'm not ready-"
"-Well if you aren't ready, then I'll raise the child with Naruto." Sasuke averted his bewildered gaze towards Itachi, who scoffed at him playfully. "You go somewhere and relax. I'll make sure Naruto goes through a perfect pregnancy...however-" Itachi's gaze became serious as Sasuke watched him intently. "-When Naruto goes into labor, you better be right beside him so you can witness the birth of your child...It's the best feeling in the world-"
"-How would you know-"
"..." Itachi just walked away, his eyes transfixed on all that was in front of him, but he truly didn't give a shit what Sasuke had inquired. That was his business to know and only his. Sasuke put the car in reverse and back out of the long driveway, before putting the car in drive and headed towards the interstate. The raven just needed some time to cope with the new news and he knew exactly where to go.
Naruto sat at the small table that was beige and round, as he sipped his warm milk now and then. The small house now seemed worthless to him without Sasuke around, but he had to keep working if he wanted to keep his lights and other necessities on. His long silk robe covered his body perfectly, and his shaggy blonde hair matted from all the times he pulled and scuffed it. The television was now playing Spongebob, as the sound of a sizzling pancake cooked on the stove. He was all alone. Just him. By himself. He lost hope in Sasuke, since the raven stopped calling, and that was very disappointing to know. He loved the fact that Sasuke continued to call, because it showed that he still wanted Naruto and had planned to work it out, yet Naruto was more upset with him to even dare to answer his calls. But they stopped. Suddenly. They all just ended and Naruto felt so... Helpless. If he asked his father for anything, the blonde would immediately know Naruto lied about Sasuke and go in search of him to whoop his ass for making Naruto suffer, but that also meant Fugaku would get involved. "I shouldn't have taken that damn pill-"
"-What pill?" Azure eyes stared incredulously at Itachi who now stood in the doorway of Naruto's home. He had forgotten that Sasuke decided to give his brother a key to their home, and Naruto didn't have the locks changed like he intended to. Itachi narrowed his eyes as if calculating the blonde, closing the door behind him as Naruto rose from his seat and stalked over towards the stove and used to spatula to flip his pancake. "What pill did you take, Naruto?" The blonde glanced over his shoulder, his eyes landing perfectly on the small blue box, at which Itachi snatched it up into his hand. It read:
Take one pill before sexual intercourse. MP33 immediately activates once it touches saliva and/or water, consume dryly if can: take with water if necessary.
Those onyx eyes shot up to meet Naruto's guilty gaze as he sat down at the dinner table. It baffled Itachi to see this, but it also made him realize why Sasuke was so distraught about the situation at hand. "Naruto, what is this?" Itachi inquired, his hand clenching the pill-box as Naruto averted his gaze. This pissed the raven off. "Naruto, what the hell is this in my hand?!" Itachi growled, forcing the blonde to face his damning eyes.
"They're male pregnancy pills-"
"-Please tell me you didn't take one to get pregnant by Sasuke-"
"I...I took one, but I didn't intend on it to work! I...I thought it was false advertisement.-"
"-Did you at least consult with Sasuke about it first before you two had sex?-"
"-No, I thought it wouldn't w-"
"-So you did pend this baby on him and expected Sasuke to actually want his child." Naruto averted his gaze, knowing that what he'd done was very immature and highly dumb of him to do.
"I wanted him to be with me...I-"
"-Naruto." Itachi groaned, plopping down in the seat next to Naruto who looked at him intently. "I just talked to Sasuke yesterday night, he loves you...but what you did has to be the most ridiculous of them all. False advertisement, really?" Itachi face palmed himself, watching those azure eyes swell with tears of regret. "...Sasuke's gone." Naruto gawked at him, his hand placed delicately upon his own right thigh.
"What?!"
"Sasuke left town yesterday, and don't ask me where because I truly don't know-"
"-So he left me here to raise our child by myself?!-"
"-That's your child." Itachi retorted nonchalantly, his eyes unfazed and estranged. "Stop throwing that in my face... I bet you did that same thing to Sasuke. His baby. Our baby. I get it, it takes two, but he didn't want this." Itachi picked up the box and shook it in Naruto's face. "This is your doing, therefore that is your baby. Sasuke was just the sperm donor-"
"-Don't say that! It wasn't like that, I just wanted to-"
"-Trap him. To keep Sasuke all to yourself and by having his baby, that's what you thought you'd carry out." Itachi smirked, knowing that Naruto had lost in this little spout. "Did you seriously believe that I'd fall for that dumb excuse of why you took the pills?...then maybe again, you might be that immature to take a pill to decide if it truly was false advertisement...But I think that you are more intelligent than that and had other motives behind it all." Naruto covered his face to hide his shame, feeling two strong hands pull him forward until his right cheek laid against a tone pectoral muscle. The blonde dig his blunt nails into the soft fabric covering the muscle, and buried his face into the clothing.
"I can't...I can't raise this baby on my own, Itachi-"
"-That's why I'm here." His eyes met Itachi's, who carded his nimble fingers through his short blonde locks. "As uncle of this child, I decided to help you raise your baby until Sasuke can cope with everything. Anything you need I'm here for you, okay?" The blonde nodded, noticing a slight smile upon the estranged raven's face. "Eat your breakfast, I have a few errands that need to be done, and I'll return to take you out somewhere-"
As Itachi made his way towards the door, Naruto conjured up the courage to ask what had pestered him for the longest. "Why?" This elicited Itachi to stop in his tracks, glancing over his shoulder to meet Naruto's calculating gaze. "Why are you helping me?" Itachi scoffed.
"I'm not helping you...I'm helping my brother, now eat. I'll be back." With that, Itachi closed the door behind him, leaving a bewildered Naruto on the other side.
Are you ready kids "Aye Aye Captain"
I Can't hear you "AYE AYE CAPTAIN"
Ohh...
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea
"Spongebob squarepants"
Absorbant and yellow and porous is he
"Spongebob Squarepants"
If nautical nonsense be something you wish
"Spongebob Squarepants"
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish
"Spongebob Squarepants"
READY
Spongebob squarepants
Spongebob squarepants
Spongebob squarepants
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS! AH AHH AHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH...
Naruto averted his gaze towards the television, smiling slightly before rising from the table after loosing his appetite. He knew he needed to eat in order for the baby to stay healthy, but he just didn't feel up to eating at the moment. He forced himself to stalk upstairs and gather his clothing frantically. He loathed that Itachi had the audacity to barge into his home and lecture him for something that truly didn't involve him in the first place. Walking towards the room, he came to an abrupt hiatus upon seeing their old middle school photos at the back of the door. He stared deadpan at the images, reminiscing about those days when everything seemed so perfect. A photo of Naruto's arm wrapped around Sasuke's neck and rested upon his other shoulder. The blonde had that enthusiastic smile plastered upon his face, as Sasuke glared at him with his arms folded firmly against his chest. The old oak tree stood proudly in the background and their hair was shorter back then, and everything they did, they did as one. Now, things were like taking a fork in the road and each took separate routes.
"Come on, Sasuke let's take the picture!" Naruto pleaded, his azure eyes shimmering as 13-year-old Sasuke Uchiha scoffed. "Please, stop being a badass and take the picture-"
"-Naruto, I don't like pictures-"
"Just this one and that's it." The raven sighed, stalking towards the other 13-year-old who jumped up and down after winning the little debate. They loved hanging out around the old oak tree, and he truly wanted to remember this moment forever.
"You guys ready?" The photographer asked, as Sasuke now stood beside him. Naruto threw his arm around his friend and smiled in the camera, as Sasuke was more focused on plotting how he'd kill Naruto for touching him.
Click!
After the picture was taken, in a rage of excitement, Naruto cupped Sasuke's cheeks into his hands and slammed their lips together. It shocked not only Sasuke, but the photographer as well, but despite himself, Sasuke kissed back.
Click!
The raven shoved Naruto away, his eyes averting towards the man who smiled at them. "Here, take the photos." He stated, handing them over to Sasuke, who shoved them against Naruto's chest abruptly.
"You keep them dobe, I don't want those."
"...Sasuke-"
"-I...I gotta go." Naruto stood in front of the tree as leaves cascaded down the ground, watching the raven run in the distance.
Naruto's eyes averted to the picture beside that one, noticing how their lips fitted perfectly in that picture. Sasuke had tons of money, and so did Naruto but, he fell in love in Sasuke for his brains and his style. Why Sasuke found love in Naruto, the blonde never knew. He'd done everything for Naruto, even jeopardized his plans for college, eliciting the raven to never attend Harvard like he'd planned. Naruto grew angry with himself and slammed his fist against the door, tears trickling down his cheeks. He'd done this to Sasuke! He was always fucking things up for Sasuke, yet he still continued to love him. Naruto was the reason Sasuke worked at McDonald's; why he doesn't have a college degree or work in a well-paying job or own a fancy house like the rest of his family. He'd given it all up for Naruto, and all he ever did to repay Sasuke for his generosity was bitch at him about everything. If Sasuke didn't return, Naruto would understand why, however he knew the raven would return because he never stayed mad at him for long. Naruto hastily ran to his cellphone, frantically dialing Sasuke's number and held the device in his trembling hands.
Ring ring...ring ring.
There was a click that indicated someone had answered the phone.
"Sasuke, I just wanna-"
"-Sorry the number you have reached does not exist or has been disconnected."
Click. Dial tone.