Naruto laid on his bed, his arm draped over his swollen abdomen. He had told all the others that didn't know the same day he had told Itachi and his father. They actually took it kind of well. They were pretty relieved to know why Naruto was acting a little strange and didn't hate him one bit. For once, Naruto felt like he had real friends around him. True friends that wouldn't hate him nor reject him if they knew some of his secrets that he didn't want anyone to know. They didn't care about taking the Kyuubi out of Naruto anymore like they used to. Naruto was a friend and companion to them, and they were practically acting like they were all his older brothers even before they found out he was pregnant. Itachi was the only one who didn't treat Naruto as a younger brother. He treated him as something way better in Naruto's opinion.
The sound of the door opening snatched Naruto away from his thoughts, making him look to see who was invading his room. Itachi had stepped in. A small smile was plastered on Naruto's face as he stared at Itachi with admiring eyes. "Hey," Naruto said before Itachi sat down on the bed next to Naruto. "What's going on?"
"Nothing much," Itachi replied in his normal bored tone as he ran his hand through the blond locks until he trailed the tip of his fingers down the frame of Naruto's face. "I just thought I would come check up on you. How are you feeling?"
"Tired," Naruto replied. "Kyuubi said it would be a better idea if I don't move around so much this month, since it's my ninth and final month. Meaning pretty soon, this little guy's going to stop kicking my insides." Itachi chuckled at Naruto's little joke. The blond had often complained that the kid was quite the kicker, even though it only moved and kicked at least once a day. That had Naruto worried at first, but a little talk with Kyuubi helped him settle down.
Itachi absentmindedly ran his hand over Naruto's swollen stomach. "Not long now, huh? I wonder if you'll be able to handle it."
Naruto's hand had softly grabbed his. "I can handle it," he said. "Besides, if I need help, I can always ask Kyuubi for some."
"I don't think Kyuubi's going to be helping much when you go into labor."
"You'll be surprised," Naruto stated, scooting a little closer to the wall. "Want to lie down with me?"
"Depends," Itachi replied, lowering himself a little until he was supporting himself on an elbow. "Are you going to kick me if I say something I shouldn't?"
"If you know you shouldn't say it, then I won't kick you." Itachi smirked at Naruto's smartass-ness. "Or at least you should. You know how I can act. You've dealt with me more then anyone else has."
"That's because I normally come and find you to make sure you haven't done anything stupid."
"Now what kind of stupid thing can I do?"
"Hurt yourself and the baby."
"Kyuubi would point it out if I was about to get hurt, Itachi. Besides, I've been extra careful since I was seven months."
"Doesn't matter. You're still a klutz."
"Shut up, Itachi, before I kick you."
"I thought you weren't supposed to move much."
"Doesn't stop me from kicking. And apparently," Naruto said with a small flinch. "It doesn't stop this kit from kicking either."
"At least he's just letting you know he's still alive in there." He was used to Naruto calling the child 'kit' for a while now since that's what the child was to Naruto. Everyone had gotten used to it.
"I guess that would be one way to look at it," Naruto said, laying his head on the fluffy feather pillow. Itachi didn't lay his head down, but he did give out a little sigh. He only did that around Naruto, and it wasn't usually for a good reason. "Okay, Mr. Anti-Social, what's with the sigh?"
