Chapter 15 of MSU

A/N: So this chapter will be a little different. Here we have the point of view of our favourite blonde. Enjoy the warped world that I will now continue to make. *_*

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any characters even remotely connected with this anime. However, I do own this ridiculous plot

Naruto's POV

It's been an entire month since everything collapsed. Well, it collapsed for me. I still felt like I had a baby in me. The idea that I was no longer carrying my child was still surreal to me. I had devoted most of my time in training, and taking lessons from Tsunade and the noted the Old man Third left. I hadn't been on any missions. Backtracking, it's been three months since I last got a mission. It was now mid May, the summer heat was really starting to kick in, and I was itching for a mission or two to get my blood pumping.

I was sitting on the roof, watching the villagers stroll by in careless abandon. It annoyed the shit out of me to see them so happy. And it seemed that the academy along with the other schools had given an early summer break; kids ran crazily around their parent's legs and threw stuff at each other at every passing minute.

Speaking of kids… Kyubii had taken to not speaking to me. The fox had told me the truth about what happened to me. He explained in simple and honest details that losing the baby was indeed my fault. As sad it made me feel, it angered me beyond words. I hadn't been taking my vitamins, I hadn't been exercising, the baby wasn't getting any chakra, the chakra that I knew it needed from an outside source. I never told Sasuke about the bad pains I kept on having, the nosebleeds that kept me up most of the time. It was all me. I knew that. I had accepted it. I was just a vessel for a demon fox, not much more. I was selfish, and I killed an innocent being. Someone who I thought I could love. The thoughts hurt me, but it was the truth, after all these years of hearing the villagers yelling at me and cursing me, attempting to kill me, I finally saw the truth in their words and actions.

Who the fuck would care anyway?

I sensed Sasuke approaching me. Oh, speaking of him, he didn't really mind me not having a rape baby for Kiba. For all he cared, I was ok, and that was it. He couldn't understand the love I felt knowing that I was having my own baby. That it was getting its life from me.

"Hey." He greeted, his voice was controlled and soft. It made me yearn for his touch, despite how much he was pissing me off.

"Yeah, hi." I acknowledged. It just didn't feel right now. I felt like something was missing between us. Something I craved for.

He was silent, and then he sighed, "What are you thinking?"

I shrugged. "Nothing. Are done for the day already?" I got straight to the point.

"Actually, I met up with some people today." he sighed again. "It was really hard for me to do this, but everyone agreed. They all miss you, Naruto."

I turned to look up at him. He stooped behind me, and the closeness of our bodies made me shiver. I missed his touch so badly, but I knew I was undeserving. "Agreed to what?"

He seemed to lighten up at my sudden interest. "To a group gathering. Its way out of my element, but I hate to see you so down. It's been hard on you, but I think it's time we stop mourning by ourselves. They are wondering what I have been doing to their precious Naru-chan." He mocked. "What do you say?"

I sighed then thought about it. I did miss them, but no matter how much I had, It wouldn't make me feel better about losing my child. My long period of silence made Sasuke 'Hn' then stand.

"You have two choices dobe." His voice was hard, I could imagine the coldness in his eyes now, "You can get your ass up and move on, or start searching for a different apartment. Alone."

I never thought I'd hear those words coming from him. It caught me by surprise, and before I could respond, he was gone. Tears rolled down my cheeks for Kami knows long as I shook in fear of what he had said.

Sasuke's POV

To say I was miserable was an understatement of the century. I was fucking peeved. If anyone had been making bets on how many times I lost my control in the last three months, then they would have been a millionaire.

Nothing was going the way I planned. Nothing. All because of one low rate mission. The entire universe knew how much I changed my persona for that blonde. My blonde dobe. I tried my best to be someone who he'd love. I really only wanted to lock myself away and do everything on my terms, but then our platonic and surreal relationship wouldn't have worked. He was warm and friendly, a helping hand to anyone who needed it. I was the opposite. I only thought of myself first, I didn't care much for friendship or bonds. But he made that change. I decided to stay, all those years ago. I knew I could have been far more powerful, but I chose his stupid, moronic ideals about bonds over my revenge; the thing that had me surviving for the majority of my life. I gave it all up. Not that I regret making such a decision, but I did it for him. And now my whole world was crumbling down.

He got pregnant. Now any normal guy would have freaked out and counted their losses by abortion. That's what I would have done, especially in the case that a worthless mutt trainer raped me. Alas, the 'love of my life' had a heart bid enough for many men, and decided to keep it. It was more bothersome that I ever dared to admit out loud. I gave him the space to express his love for the fetus, and I humored him and tried to make it work. It was noting I had ever imagined. Not even Orochimaru could have surprised me like that news did.

So I bet the relief I felt when he actually lost the center of all our problems was a little extreme. I didn't want to be a father. I didn't want to be the father of Kiba's baby. And knowing the Inuzuka's they would want Naruto to be all up in their canine rituals and shit like that. So kill me for thinking it was a sort of miracle. For once, I wanted to really hold him and beat the denseness out of him. Nobody wanted him to suffer like that. He wanted to be Hokage, and to socialize in the presence of the other Kage. How could he possibly explain having a kid? How could I want him to feel so used? It was getting harder and harder to look at him. I knew I loved him, but I hated seeing him so depressed over a miracle. Maybe I was the one who made him so dissatisfied that even a rape baby could comfort him.

I walked along the forest path as the sun began to set. I needed to let him go. To let him sort through his mind. If he couldn't resume his happy life around me, then I didn't want him. He would be like any other shinobi or kunoichi. I wanted him to be that bright amazing guy I fell for. Without that Naruto, my staying in the village was useless.

Naruto's POV

I crept inside several hours later and made my way to his room. I had to speak my mind before hi kicked me out. I wasn't purposely avoiding my friends, but they could understand what it felt like to be a monster. For the first time in my life, I contemplated suicide. As much s it would rid the word of a tailed beast and its vessel, I wasn't such a coward. I wanted me and Sasuke to work out. I needed it to be normal again. It was such a hard decision. Moving on wasn't a one step process.

I sat on his bed and waited patiently for him to return, not even sure if he had went on a mission.

Normal Pov

Sasuke entered the apartment quietly, and then made himself a small diner that was mixed vegetable and rice.

It wasn't the best he had ever prepared, but he needed the nutrients, to stay healthy as an upcoming ANBU captain.

He waltzed to the bathroom, and then took a much needed shower. After which, he plopped to his bedroom. He kicked his door open, hoping to stir Naruto from the room across the hall, but instead, he found a heavily resting blonde dobe on his bed, tangled in his sheets. He smirked, then tugged on a pair of underpants. He went in bed next to his lover, and then wrapped his strong arms around him. The sleeping ninja huddled closer to the new source of heat, then sighed contentedly.

Sasuke nodded, "I love you too." It was apparent the blonde had chosen, and it was painstakingly obvious that nothing could tear them apart that easily.

Of course they would choose each other. It was only natural.

A/N: Please read and review. Hope you enjoyed it.