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Scorpions and Flowers

003: Adversary

Though he doesn't show it publicly, Sasori loves his family very much. He loves his pink-haired wife, a gifted medic, a loving mother, a beautiful spitfire that tested his patience one too many times- it was worth it anyway, a real seductress in bed (he can vouch to that), and the most gorgeous creature that can out-beauty any piece of art in the world.

He loves his son, a bubbly, four-month old baby that has his mother's eyes, brimming with potential and promised future that will make his parents proud, and what's more- he takes after him. He can't wait to see him make his own name in the shinobi world and surpass him.

However, as much as he approves the fruit of his and Sakura's love taking after him (he doesn't mind as long as he doesn't have his mother's temper), there are times that he wished he wasn't.

Because taking after him means he is selfish to what he owns, and what he owns include his plushie scorpion, his art materials, and the parent he adores more than the other. His mother.

And Sasori is a jealous person, a very, very jealous person.

~0~

"Sasoriiiii… not there…" her giggles only fueled him as he kissed, licked, and sucked on that ticklish spot on his wife's neck. He always loved hearing her laugh.

"Sakura…" he purred, while sensually running his fingers on the waistband of her panties over her nightgown, knowing that it instantly makes her turned on.

"Sasoriiii… b-baby…"

The redhead smirked, mission success.

"Baby…."

He could already imagine her writhing and squirming underneath him, begging to be touched only by him.

"Baby…"

She hasn't called him that since he got her pregnant-

"Sasori! The baby!"

Mission failed.

In an instant, the warm body below him was gone. Following her trail, she was on her feet rushing towards their son's crib through the open door connecting to the nursery. He follows shortly with an evident scowl on his face as he watched his previously crying son suckle on his mother's teat.

He thought of that idea first!

"Hungry, aren't you? Don't worry, mommy's here" she cooed. He follows beside her, hugging her waist to him. She kissed his nose and it effectively removes his scowl. "Mommy's gonna give her baby lots of attention" she cradled the babe, rocking him a bit.

Sasori smirked, head leaning towards the unoccupied breast.

"Daddy needs some attention too, Mommy"

As if hearing his words, his own son kicked him in the face when his face was too close.

~0~

"Go on Shinichi, go to daddy" she cooed like any loving mother does as she sets the small redhead evenly between them on the jigsaw foam covered floor of the nursery.

He watched his son look at him with the same green eyes as his mother, staring quietly as if judging his entire being.

The older redhead wasn't as enthusiastic as his wife when playing but nevertheless, he opened his arms to coax his carbon-copy to him. He even smiled a bit.

"Nyuu!" his son's head swiftly turned away, effectively snubbing him as he crawled quickly to his mother. "Aiee!" the baby squealed in his mother's arms, kissing his mother's cheek as the woman can't help but giggle and laugh at how adorable her son is.

Sasori sat there, frozen in place with open arms until he felt a vessel throb painfully on his temple.

~0~

Chocolate eyes narrowed carefully at the scene before him, keeping a close eye on the older males- and one female- vying for his son's attention. Just to make sure another disaster doesn't happen like their last visit.

One, make sure Deidara's clay birds don't blow up.

Two, keep Kakuzu from teaching him the 'basics of money'.

Three, if he finds his son dangling on Zetsu's plant's mouth again, he will not hesitate to kill that half-ling.

Four, Hidan should know by now to not start teaching his son one of his religion's prayers. Though his wife will gladly do the honors in clobbering his head six feet under if he ever curses in front of his son again.

Five, do NOT let Tobi hold him. He doesn't want to see his son flying three feet up in the air again.

Six, he knows she means well but Konan should know better than to dress his son up like a girl.

Seven, Pein's not a problem. He rather finds it amusing to see the powerful man so helpless as his son pulls on his piercings.

Eight, he doesn't care how fascinated his son is in Amaterasu's black fire! If Itachi summons it again, he will make sure the Uchiha pays ALL their bills from now on.

And nine, they know that he didn't mean it but the last time Kisame made 'funny' faces, he and Sakura had to stay up for almost a week just to make their son stop crying.

The little runt likes all the attention though.

~0~

"Seriously Sasori? In front of Shinichi?" she pouted but kept her fingers running through his hair.

He ignores her, kissing her fully on the lips as he grounds his body to his wife sitting on the kitchen counter. They hear the small redhead make a sound but he kept his wife's attention to him with his hungry mouth and wandering hands. The boy makes a louder noise.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Getting louder with each scream.

Just as he was going to make his pinkette promise him some 'bonding time' tonight, he feels his son's warm baby bottle collide with his head.

~0~

"Oh Sasori"

Said redhead huffed, stubbornly laying on his side of the bed with his back turned to them.

"Honey, he'll get lonely in the nursery"

He continues to ignore her.

She sighs, "You're such a big baby. I can't believe you're jealous of your own son" there was laughter in her voice.

"I am not jealous" he presses, which only makes her giggle.

"Don't worry dear. Shinichi loves you, you're his father after all"

He was going to retort at her absurd claims but soon finds a small body crawling up to him just as he turned. Though he didn't show it, he was quite surprised to see his adversary claiming a sleeping spot on his chest. He was immediately lulled to sleep with the steady rise and fall of his father's chest.

Sakura smiles. Her boys are so adorable.

"See?" she yawns, laying her head on her husband's shoulder, her neck over his strong arm as she reached an arm over their son on the older redhead's chest. "He just wants you to give him more attention"

With the arm tucked under her head, he pulls his wife closer, and with the other- links their fingers together on their son's back; and with a kiss to the pink and red heads, he soon joined them into dreamland.

Oh yes, Sasori loves his family very much.