Hey everyone,
Sorry for taking so long to update. I have been really busy, plus I am having the worse writer's block ever.
Anyway, I have edited out the lemon scenes from my fictions to avoid them getting deleted. The uncut versions are/ and will be published on livejournal (link on my profile page). Some of my more 'explicit' fictions- not including this one- will be deleted from here, and only published there.
I offered sending notifications by emails; so many readers sent their emails in private messages. I am really sorry, but they were blocked. Please, if you want to send me your email, send it directly to my hotmail.
Again, I am really sorry. It's out of my hand.
Please enjoy the new chapter.
Chapter 6, "The hand life dealt"
Black cloaks fluttered in the darkness as the blond sneaked through the vacant streets towards his destination. When he heard foot steps, he stuffed himself in a small space between two old buildings until the patrol passed. If they were to catch him roaming the streets at two in the morning, his seme guardian would have been contacted; he couldn't afford that.
Once the patrol passed, he started running towards the nearest church. His eyes fluttered left and right worried that someone would catch a glimpse of him regardless of the faintness of the light in the air. Finally, he knocked three times on a side door of a church where another uke opened for him.
"Deidara, you are late. We have been waiting for you for almost thirty minutes. We need to get to our homes before-" The uke spoke.
"Spare me the speech yeah. My damn seme wouldn't sleep. I had to... take extra measures to get him into bed." He licked his lips suggestively.
They both walked through a narrow hall way until they reached a back room where a seme priest sat on the head of a round oak table, with almost twenty ukes scattered around the room. Deidara could recognize Gaara, but it seemed that the red head had brought a new uke with him. The new member was clutching Gaara's cloak in fear, and staring at his feet.
The eyeliner bordered eyes noticed the blonde's expression, and decided to ease his thoughts. "This is Hinata. He is Neji's cousin. We can trust him."
"Are you sure he won't break under pressure?" Deidara asked, and then focused on the boy in question. "You are endangering yourself by being here."
"I-I...I w-want to be here."
"Suit yourself."
Utakata nudged Deidara in the arm, and motioned for him to focus on what father Asuma was saying.
"Deidara, have you managed to make contacts in Suna when you were their?" The father asked knowing that Deidara was always going back to Suna every few weeks because of his husband's job.
"Yes, we only had one meeting so far."
"In Suna, many ukes are still distrustful. They think we might be entrapping them," Temari spoke.
"Not just in Suna. It's every where. It is true we have grown in number, but we will never be able to gather enough resources with most ukes afraid to break out of the cycle."
"I don't get how they can fear change so much when the current situation is-"
The complaints in the room started to get voiced louder as the upset ukes damned the other's passivity.
"Boys, boys! Relax. It is no use complaining when we all agree on the same things. Let's plan out next moves instead." Asuma interrupted. "Utakata, what will be able to travel to the land of water alone? You shouldn't risk your lif-"
"Don't worry. I can do it. We have to have someone spread the word there as well. I heard ukes are even more oppressed there to the extend that some get castrate-"
"Man, don't say that! I don't want to hear that, yeah!" Deidara cringed.
"You might not want to hear it, but it happens."
Asuma coughed to get their attention back, "I have been talking to some semes as well. Only a very very few are willing to lend a hand, but they are better than no one."
XXXXXXXX
It was almost one in the after noon, when Sasuke sat tapping his feet tensely. His so called new mentor hadn't woken up yet; the old geezer had spent the night trying to get Naruto to tape himself and Sasuke doing it. After failing, he used a small telescope- that he always kept in his pocket- to scan the surrounding buildings for any uke who had his curtain open.
The front door opened, Naruto walking in while taking his jacket off. "Isn't it great owning your own business that's just up the street. I get to eat Sai's cooking every lunch break..." He paused ogling at Sasuke, "What's wrong?"
"Are you serious? He will be my new teacher. No way!"
Naruto sighed. He wanted to come home to a welcoming smile even once. "You don't have an option. He is the only seme I trust to teach you. Plus, he is really good. Just give him a chance."
"Sasuke, Jiraiya-sama is a great man. He is like Naruto's grand father," Sai spoke as he walked out of the kitchen. "I prepared all his favorite dishes."
The short haired raven hugged Naruto's neck, pecking him on the cheek lovingly. "When can we have some alone time?" He whispered into the tanned ear.
"Soon," Naruto returned the kiss. "During Sasuke's lesson."
At the mention of his name, the Uchiha's eyes widened. "What are you going to do when I am not here?" He spoke aggressively.
"Where is the tasty ukes?" Jiraiya walked out of the guest room half asleep. He was squeezing his fingers as if they were fondling and pinching a boy's firm butt.
"I will leave you to your lesson, Sasuke. Have fun." Naruto added, turning to Sai. "I think we will be having out alone time earlier then expected."
"Are you leaving me alone with him?" Sasuke almost squeaked.
"Are you leaving me alone with him?" The old man asked wiggling his eyebrow.
"Hey, gran-pa perve, don't even think about it! Mine!" The blond pointed at Sasuke, who- for the first time- was happy to be objectified.
"Fine, fine..." The disappointed old geezer sighed, his eyes landing on Sasuke's exposed milky thighs. He licked his lips.
Before Sasuke could react, he received a loud slap on his thighs. "Go cover yourself." Naruto frowned.
"It's not my fault-"
"Don't wear anything like this infront of other semes. Your body is for my eyes only. Go change now!"
The younger boy glared in defiance. He enjoyed Naruto's attention, but he wasn't about to let him push him around. "N- Let me go!"
Before the infamous N and O rolled off Sasuke's tongue, he was being dragged to his room. He received a few sound slaps on his behind on their way there, before being shoved onto the bed.
"We can argue when we are alone, but infront of anyone else; you obey me. Understand?" Naruto ordered, while searching the drawers for something the raven could cover up with.
Rubbing his sore bottom, Sasuke just scrawled. However, he put on the cloak as soon as it was tossed at him.
"Does your bottom hurt?" Naruto walked towards the boy, and rubbed his behind gently.
"Get your hand off of m-"
The seme pulled the uke into his chest, kissing his forehead softly. He then traced soft kisses until he reached the boy's lips were he deepened the kiss into a passionate one, still fondling the boy's apple rear. "Mine."
XXXXXXX
Itachi sat on the toilet seat hearing as the crimson drops of blood plunged into the water beneath him. He sniffled opening his legs to take a look, although he already knew what he was going to see.
He wiped his tears with his sleeve, mumbling "why" to himself loudly. Feeling both miserable and angry, he waited as the miscarriage occurred naturally.
He had always been careful about taking his pills. He had only missed one. Just one...
"Why!"
He was angry. He was given hope, and then he was robbed of it. It was unfair how life always dealt him the worse of hands.
"Why!"
Why hadn't he lost the fetus after Fugaku's beating? Was it so it would hurt more losing it weeks later? Losing it after he had grown attached to it. Unfair!
"Are you alright in there?" Iruka knocked on the door.
Itachi looked up disoriented for a second. "Do you have to stalk me even when I am in the bathroom?"
"Sorry. I just heard something-"
"I am fine. Can I have some privacy please?" He steadied his voice.
"Fine. I need to get the babies to sleep, so can you clean the carpet in the living room?"
"Is that a conversation we should be having right now?"
"Oh... You are right. Just see to it after you are out," Iruka said leaving once the crying of the two babies got louder.
Itachi stood up, stuffing a towel inside of his briefs to soak up the blood. He washed his stained cloths before tossing them into the laundry so no of the red liquid were left.
Slowly, he walked out.
XXXXX
Itachi kneeled on the ground rubbing the stain out of the carpet. His fingers had gone rough and coarse over the last few days from washing the dishes. He had been used to refusing to chip in when it came to house work, but that wasn't an option anymore; he had to prove himself useful, or else Kakashi would let him go. Since Hatake wasn't screwing him anymore, his sex skills and beauty no longer provided him with an edge over the other husbands.
Iruka walked into the room, carrying the infant near his chest tightly. He swayed left and right attempting to help sooth the baby's tears. He didn't want Obito to wake up since the doctor recommended bed rest for him due to excessive bleeding. "He really has one hell of a lung on him," Iruka smiled.
Idiot, it's two lungs not on- "He is loud," Itachi spoke bottling his scornful Nature inside.
"Do you want to hold him?"
The raven shook his head.
"C'mon. Everyone loves holding a-"
"I don't. If I did, I wouldn't have taken those pills." He snapped, slapping the mop against the carpet in anger.
"Lower your voice... Obito is sleeping. He is really sick."
"Why do you care? You shouldn't. He is hogging all the attention to himself, and now that he had given birth to Kakashi's only kids, you will be tossed aside like me. So stop holding that child like he is yours. You are acting pathetic."
Truth be said, Itachi wasn't angry at Obito or even Iruka. He was simply irritated and frustrated from his life. He bent his head down staring at the blotch impeded in the carpet's fabric. "It's pathetic..." He should have had given birth to Kakashi's children. Perhaps he would have gotten the attention he craved then. "Just because you're barren, you can't go around treating other's children as your own."
Itachi continued to stare at the carpet avoiding meeting Iruka's eyes. He knew he was hurting the other man, but he also realized that Iruka was the only person kind enough to let it go. Iruka wouldn't tell on him. He wouldn't encourage Kakashi to throw him out just because he was hurt.
"Stop acting like a spoiled selfish child, Itachi." Iruka swallowed almost feeling sorry for the other. Itachi's words hurt; there wasn't a day that passed without Iruka tormenting over his 'shortcoming'. Yet, at least he had learned to live with it. Survive. Itachi, on the other hand, was still stuck with his insecurities. There was no doubt in Iruka's mind that Itachi was just jealous and angry because he was insecure of being put aside.
"You see a child in everyone. Are you sure you are not over compensating?"
The brunette sighed, "Do you feel better now? Do you have any more insults you would like to hurl at me?"
"As a matter of a fact, I do. I am not sure you won't go crying victim to Kakashi trying to get him to throw me out though."
Iruka frowned. If it wasn't for him, Kakashi would have thrown that disgrace out long ago. Kakashi was a merciful man, but he wouldn't forgive someone who cheated him. He bent down next to the raven, and stroked his hair.
Itachi shied away from the hand, "Stop."
"If you talk to him-" Umino whispered.
"I don't-"
"He might forgive you."
"No, he won't. I have cheated on him. But I don't regret it. Why is he allowed to marry up to three, while we are stuck with sharing a seme? I shouldn't apologize. I won't. He can send me back to my father, but I won't-"
"Would you like me to call him?" Kakashi walked in frowning. "You hate it so much here, may be you really don't mind me sending you back to him."
Itachi gulped looking away. He shouldn't have made a dare he couldn't handle.
"Is that a yes or a no? Should I call him?" Kakashi asked again, sure of Itachi's reply.
"..."
"Should I call him?"
"Please no..." Itachi whispered.
"Now apologize to Iruka. I heard what you said earlier."
"He doesn't need to-" Iruka tried to defend.
"Apologize."
Itachi tried to control the tears threatening to break out from in between his lids. "S..."
"You don't have to." Iruka added. "Kakashi, you always said we should solve our problem without involving you. We can figure things out on our own-"
"That was back when I considered him my husband as well. Back then you were on equal ground. But now... he is just a servant in this house. He should apologize."
"Kakashi!" The brunette gasped.
Kakashi frowned when he noticed Itachi staring down, "Itachi, look at me and-"
The raven tripped forward, making the other's hearts drop.
"Itachi!" Iruka shook him. "Kakashi, he is not answering!"
XXXXXXXXX
"I am pregnant," Sai smiled, eyes curving up.
Naruto froze in shock. He knew the boy had stopped using contraception almost two months ago, but he was having a hard time getting the news to sink in. "W-what? What? W-what? A Baby?"
Sai giggled, "Yes, a baby."
"..."
"Are you upset?" The smile faded. "I thought you would be happy."
Naruto shook his head, finally grinning. "Wow! I am going to be a father. This is a bit overwhelming."
"So you are u-"
"I'm not upset. I'm not upset," He waved his hands in the air. "A baby..."
Sai shifted on his feet not knowing how to react anymore.
"A baby, Sai. Do you know what this means?"
"..."
"I am going to be a daddy!" Naruto suddenly cheered deafeningly, fisting the air. "I am going to be the best father any child could have, believe it!"
- To be Continued-