Mine to Take (A Boruto Love Story)

ONE-SHOT #3

ONE-SHOT #3

Boruto wasn't the nervous type, but a part of him felt like a fish out of water as they sat in Dr.Matsuzaki's waiting room.

He waited by Yuna's side, her hand safe in his, to be called in for their appointment. He wasn't a fan of waiting, but watching Yuna scan the room, wide-eyed with anticipation, was almost worth it. A young mother sat across from them, her belly stretching the material of her maternity top. The weight there limited her range of motion as she tried to keep her small child from distributing the magazines on the table all over the floor. She scolded him gently, shooting apologetic looks their way when he shouted in protest.

Boruto still couldn't wrap his head around it. He'd seen pregnant women in passing all the time. He'd just never associated it with anything that he would personally experience, as a father, a husband. But here he was, and if all went well, they could be there too, trying to keep a toddler from destroying everything they owned.

Powerless as he was to control the outcome, he was silently determined to move heaven and earth to make sure Yuna had a healthy pregnancy that resulted in the child they both now fervently wanted. He'd be there to support her through everything. Months of pregnancy. Morning sickness and discomfort. Labor...

Before his thoughts could take another spin through the "oh fuck" cycle, Yuna's name was called. He rose and followed her into the white examining room where the nurse took her vitals. A few minutes later, the doctor joined them. She was a pretty woman-thin and tall, with pixie cut white hair.

"Yuna?"

Yuna took her outstretched hand from the examining table where she sat. "Yes, and this is my fiancé, Boruto."

"Wonderful to meet you, Boruto. Congratulations to you both. You must be thrilled."

Yuna smiled warmly, but concern lodged in his gut. He nodded quickly, his jaw tight. All his uneducated fantasies about parenthood were swiftly placed on pause when he remembered the risks, the dangers, and the very real possibility that all those dreams could be crushed by the woman standing in front of him. Yuna was legitimately pregnant. Keeping it that way was another matter, and though he'd never voiced his doubt before, Yuna's concerns echoed his own.

Life hung in the balance, and his powerlessness over that fact had him instantly uneasy. "I'm sure you are already familiar with Yuna's records—" he began.

The doctor sat on her stool and glanced over at Boruto. "I have actually. They were faxed over this morning."

"So you're aware of the injuries she sustained."

"Yes." Her chipper expression dimmed a bit. Her attention slid to Yuna, whose expression mirrored hers. "I imagine what you've been through was nothing short of devastating. I'll be honest. I'm actually quite surprised that you've been able to conceive so quickly."

"So were we," Yuna said, her voice quiet.

"But here you are." Dr.Matsuzaki brightened again. "And I can tell you that the labs that came back look great. Your hormone levels are where they should be, so my plan today is to do an ultrasound and hopefully we can get you a due date."

Before Boruto could pepper the doctor with more questions, she had Yuna lay back on the table. She dimmed the lights and a couple minutes later, the fuzzy gray screen on the ultrasound machine came to life. He held Yuna's hand, sharing the comfort of someone else who was experiencing this for the first time and having no idea what to expect. Math, science, the technical details of anything were always well within his grasp. But there was nothing technical about the little orb on the screen and the tiny flicker at its center.

"That's your baby," The doctor said, pointing to the fuzzy oval.

Yuna's hand tightened in his. Boruto brought it to his lips, kissing it, never taking his eyes from the screen. A torrent of strange emotions swept over him, feelings that had no name, no frame of reference. All he knew was that everything was changing. Right before their eyes, the whole world had taken on new meaning. Dr. Matsuzaki carried on with her examination, zeroing in on the tiny heartbeat. His own heart thumped loudly in his ears when she gave the rhythm sound.

After a few more overwhelming minutes, the doctor gave them a due date for early August.

Wow. He smiled and silently patted himself on the back. But he still couldn't shake his worry.

The doctor printed out some ultrasound photos and handed them to him while Yuna cleaned up.

"Is that it, then?" Boruto hesitated, not sure how to broach any one of the hundred questions running through his head, all surrounding Yuna's health and history.

The doctor smiled warmly. "For now, yes. Everything looks great."

"You're optimistic."

She laughed. "Would you rather I not be?"

"I prefer realistic over anything. What happened to Yuna was very serious. It's been weighing on us."

She offered a sympathetic smile. "I understand, more than you know. I specialize in high-risk pregnancies, so I meet a lot of parents who are expecting the worst. Your concerns are valid, but Yuna is healthy and I'm hopeful."

He paused, brushing his thumb over the edge of the picture. He wanted to believe all of it. He truly did. "Have you treated anyone with comparable...issues?"

She nodded. "I have treated couples facing some very discouraging odds when it comes to conception. I've seen many overcome those odds, and I've seen some who haven't been able to. You're very lucky."

"What would you say the chances are that she'll have a normal pregnancy?"

One glance at Yuna and he wanted to slap himself for asking when he read the trepidation in her eyes.

Boruto shifted his attention back to the doctor and her expression was no longer sympathetic, but more serious. "Right now, I would say they are one hundred percent until I see something of concern."

Somewhere tension released.

The doctor tilted her head. "Have faith, Boruto. Don't fret away this special time with worry. Everything looks wonderful so far. Come see me in a month and I hope to put your concerns to rest all over again. We'll do this every month, and toward the end, every couple weeks. And I will be here every step of the way to answer questions and alleviate any concerns you may have."

Boruto blew out a breath and glanced at Yuna, who seemed to share his relief. He should have carried a more confident facade for her sake, but the doctors had the answers in this situation, not him, and Yuna was the patient. This was his chance to get as much information as he could, because searching this shit only horrified him.

"And sex is fine, just in case that might be something you were worrying about too."

Boruto lifted his eyebrow.

"Completely fine," she reassured with a wink.

They stood and the doctor helped Yuna off the table.

"You have a very protective father-to-be on your hands, Yuna."

Yuna rolled her eyes with a smile. "Trust me, I know."