Chapter Twenty-One: Dilemma
The Rogue’s Love
Chapter Twenty-One: Dilemma
I smiled, stretching beside the still sleeping male. Although, knowing Sasori, he probably wouldn’t be asleep for much longer.
“Sasori,” I playfully whispered in his ear, running my hands through his hair. “Wake up.” He groaned, rolling over to claim my position on top, his hazy eyes still half closed.
“Is there a reason you woke me up so god damned early?” He asked, giving up and collapsing onto of me. I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck. And, to be completely honest, I couldn’t remember a time when I was happier. Now matter how clichéd it sounded, it was true.
“Is there a reason you kept me up all night?” I queried back, not able to wipe the stupid grin off of my face. Lucky for me, his face was burrowed in my neck.
“You asked for it,” he muttered, his lips brushing against my exposed skin, giving me goose bumps. He yawned, propping himself on the hand that wasn’t wrapped around me. Sasori’s usual messy hair was mostly pushed to one side of his face, unnaturally sticking up all over the place.
“Not saying I didn’t like it, though.” He half heartedly smiled. “Besides, you look better beneath me, anyways.”
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“Are you okay?” Deidara asked, wide-eyed. Thankfully, I was still firmly wrapped in a blanket when he came barging in. Sasori had gone to make me something to eat. Meaning, in short, he was unfortunately wearing clothes.
Personally, I liked him better without them.
“I’m fine,” I sighed, “Why?”
He gave me an odd look, scrutinizing me. Deidara got so that his face was mere inches from mine, carefully studying me. “I heard loud noises last night. Were you sick, again?”
I blushed, trying to keep from being too obvious. Could he really be so dense, though? Does he not notice how me and Sasori are around each other? Despite Sasori’s feeble attempts, everyone else does.
Not to mention that I’m still naked, with presumably wild sex hair. What does he think went down, last night?
“Not exa--”
“She’s still feeling terribly ill. And, unless you want to catch something, you might want to get out of her face. I’m almost positive she’s contagious.” Sasori’s regular monotonous voice called as he walked in, carrying a plate of food for me. Seriously, could he be anymore perfect?
Deidara quickly jumped away from me, pinching his nose until his face turned blue. Finally, he was forced to take a breath of air, but it was not done so without contempt. “I bet you it was all of that food she ate!” he accused, sticking out his tongue.
I rolled my eyes, shoving food into my mouth. It was so incredibly hungry--it was insane! Sasori sat down beside me, silently watching me stuff my face. One a normal day, I probably would’ve been self conscious. But, considering the severity of my hunger, and that it felt like I hadn’t eaten in weeks, I didn’t really care.
"And, you’re going to give her more food? Do you like her throwing up every-fucking-where?”
“Deidara, can you go pack your things? We’ll be leaving, soon.” Deidara gave Sasori a skeptical look, raising his hands in a surrendering stance.
“Fine. But, don’t blame me when she pukes on you.”
Sasori ignored him as he left, ripping the blanket away from me as soon as the blonde was out of sight.
“Sasori? What are you doing? I’m eat--”
“Shh,” he hushed, placing his hand over my bare stomach. I blushed for the second time that morning, feeling like I had gone for a condescending visit to the doctor. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration as I continued to munch away at my food. I had to say, I didn’t expect him to be able to cook this good.
Sasori sighed, removing his hand, and throwing his head back. His lips were pulled down into their usual frown as he glared holes in the ceiling. I’m sorry, did I miss something?
“You were late on your period, weren’t you?”
I frowned, doing the calculations in my head. What was he trying to get at? I nodded, “Completely missed…”
Hr grunted, rolling his head to stare at me. “You do know what this means, don’t you?” I chewed my lip, not willing to believe it.
“But, you’re a--”
“Not entirely. It’s still possible.”
I felt my entire body go numb, suddenly losing my appetite. The crash that followed from the china seemed miles away as the tears welled in my eyes. Dread creeped up on me, in due time, promising to swallow me whole. What would this mean for me? For us?
Sasori huffed, pulling me into his lap, soothingly brushing down my hair. “It’s not your fault. I’m the one who got your pregnant.” It felt like a slap in the face for the word to be realized out loud. To have the tabooed word thrust upon me like that.
“It’s not the end of the world. You’ll just have to be more careful. No more pissing Konan off. And definitely not more battles with the Akatsuki.” Sasori wrapped the blanket back around my impregnated body, seeming oddly calm about the whole thing.
“You’re not mad?” I whispered, trying to fight down the rising panic. I was going to be a mommy. I had made Sasori a daddy.
He shrugged, holding me tight to his chest. “It wouldn’t do any good. You’d still be--”
“Please…don’t.” My hoarse voice pleaded, unwilling to hear the awful truth aloud, again.
I raised my head, searching for any sign that he was upset. That maybe for once, we’d be on the same wavelength. But, as usual, there was nothing there. Sasori’s face was more or less as emotionless as always.
How could he possibly be okay with this? How could he trust me with his child? Had he just conveniently forgotten all of the innocent children I’ve murdered?
I had slaughtered their young lives, and he still expected me to be a decent mother?
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Lol. Everyone seen it coming. Please tell me I’m not the only one that thinks Raikou would make a horrid mother. Or, maybe it’s just the hate for my own character taking place. Idk.
Okay, guys, I’m out for summer! :D….. D; Oh, my. I thought I’d be waaaay happier. Lol. should’ve seen how hard I cried! My keyboard is being stubborn, and difficult to type with. -.- Expect uploads. Lots. Jk. I’m lazy. But, this story should be finished in the next week, or so (:
Happy Readings~!
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