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15. Unwelcomed Guest

Naruto's POV

As we entered the house, Sasuke smirked at me. I raised an eyebrow. "Since i was right, like always, i think you should give me what i want." He pulled me closer to him. I knew what he wanted. I looked down at my stomach then back up at him. "Only if you're gentle. I don't want to hurt Menma." I said, kissing him softly. He nodded and picked me up. He carried me to his room and placed me down on his bed. I watched as he stripped himself, then proceeded to watch me strip. "you're so beautiful, Naru." Sasuke mumbled against my neck. I giggled quickly as his soft kisses trailed down to my stomach. He pushed my down softly onto the bed and spread my legs apart.

"ready?" His eyes glistened as he gripped his member. I nodded and looked up at the ceiling as he positioned his tip at my entrance. I let out a slight moan as he pushed it in slowly. My body had been craving this moment since the last time we did it. I was excited. He held onto my waist and thrusted himself in softly. I let out another moan. The movement of his hips made me go crazy. I loved every second of it.

He pulled out and came on my stomach. I smiled and sat up to kiss him. "I love you, Sasuke." I whispered, placing my head on his shoulder. "Love you too." He replied.

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Sasuke's POV

As the days turned into weeks, I watched as Naruto's stomach grew. We began setting up Menma's room. We painted the walls baby blue with yellow ducks scattered on it. The crib was right next to the window, which was complete with sheer white curtains.

I began feeling uncertain about becoming a dad as things started to unravel. Both my parents were slaughtered when I was young, so they weren't ever really there for me while i was growing up. How could I could I father Menma? I stared into the crib and gripped the railing. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. "Sasuke, you're going to be a great dad." Naruto spoke. It's almost as if he read my thoughts. I looked over at him and smiled slightly. "You will too, Naru." I placed a soft kiss on his forehead and kneeled down to his stomach.

"Hey. I can't wait to see you little Menma." I stroked his stomach and felt something move. Naruto winced slightly, but then smiled. "He's kicking.. I can feel him moving around in there." Said the blonde. I smiled. "That's my boy."

Naruto's POV

I looked down at Sasuke. He cared so much about the baby. It was adorable. Every second of every day he would ask me how I was feeling and if I needed anything. It was a side of Sasuke that i've never seen before. A side that made my heart melt.

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9:30 pm

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I was sitting on the couch, waiting for Sasuke to come home. He told me he had to run a few errands for a bit. All the lights in the house were off except for the table lamp. I was reading a book about parenthood. Lame, I know. My reading was interrupted by the sound of the doorknob twisting. "Sasuke?" I cranked my neck to the door, but something didn't feel right. He was taking too long to open the door and would occasionally ram his shoulder into it.

I realized what was happening and ran upstairs. I quickly went to Sasuke's room and locked the door. I struggled to grab my phone out of my pocket and dial him. The phone rang for a few seconds before i heard Sasuke breathing. "Naruto? Hey." He mumbled. "Sasuke were you uhm.. expecting anyone?" I whispered, trying to hide the terror in my voice. "No, wh-.."
"There's someone trying to come in."
I gripped my phone and gulped. Just then, I heard some glass shatter from downstairs. "What? Hang on, i'm on my way. Stay on the phone." His voice seemed angry. Almost worried. "Please hurry Sasuke.." a tear rolled down my cheek as I heard the stairs creak. I put my arm over my stomach and held my breath as the footsteps got closer.

The bedroom door then wiggled. Then banged open. My eyes widened. I heard Sasuke's dresser open, then shut. Whoever this person was, they were probably trying to find something valuable. Something worth a few bucks. My heart raced as the closet door cracked open. The light poured in and my heart dropped. "Well well, aren't you a pretty boy."