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I dunno, I have this weird obsession with SasuSaku having unplanned kids and having to split them up because of this and that. But it's just so hard to write something like that without them being OOC... So, yes. They're a little OOC here. Sigh. I'm sorry. But to had to be done. Maybe I'll write some really angsty SasuSaku in the future to make up for all the OOCness in this fic haha.

And I think I'm going to abandon Family Emergency and focus on this one since I don't really know where I'm going with FE anymore. They kind of have the similar plot anyways, except that this takes place in the modern world, I guess lol.

Umm... what else? Oh yeah! I hope you guys like it.

Don't forget to read and review and leave some feedback about what I should work on and stuff.

I don't own Naruto. Sadly.


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Maybe Babies: Sasuke

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Location: The Boys' Apartment, Oto

Day: Friday

Time: 5:27PM

Sasuke loved his life at the moment.

He was seventeen, immortal, and owned the fucking world.

He lived in an apartment in Oto that he rented with some of his homies. Yes, homies. Naruto, Suigetsu, Kiba, and Shikamaru to be specific.

They were all originally from Konoha, except for Suigetsu who was from Kiri, and they decided to move to Oto because hey, why the fuck not? Life is short. Besides the college they wanted to attend to was here and they thought that it was as good as any time to move here and acquaint themselves with the place. To get used to it and shit. So they did.

All of them had part-time jobs after school because the bills weren't going to pay themselves, so a job was a requirement.

Sasuke worked as a cashier at some clothing store at the mall with Kiba. Naruto worked as a waiter at some restaurant that had ramen as their specialty. Shikamaru worked as a cashier at some bookstore. And Suigetsu worked as a cashier at some grocery store.

They divided the bills into five so that it was split evenly and no one was paying more than the other. And it was a perfect arrangement, really.

Their daily lives were fairly simple. On weekdays they studied and worked and did whatever it was that high school kids did. And on weekends... Well... They partied. Hard.

They had a jar where they put their extra cash every now and then for party shit and booze and travel expenses when they felt like going to another city just because they can. But the latter didn't happen as often as they'd like it to happen because they were underage with minimum wage salary.

When they do, however, have some extra cash to spare, they go back to Konoha and visit their friends or girlfriends in Naruto's and Kiba'a case.

And at the moment their jar was full and some of them received their pay check sometime within the last week and it was Friday and it was the last day of their Junior Year and the first night of summer vacation.

"Oi, asshole." Naruto called out, referring to him. It was a term of endearment, honest. "What you doing this weekend?"

Sasuke raised a brow. "Nothing, I think. Why?"

"Let's all get smashed in Konoha." Naruto grinned. It was that shit-eating grin of his that was plastered on his face that says that he's up to no good and that he'd already made plans with their friends back home beforehand so that they (Sasuke and the others) had no choice but to agree.

Sasuke sighed and was about to say some lame excuse as to why he can't go to Konoha this weekend before Kiba appeared from the kitchen and made his way in the living room where Sasuke and Naruto were playing their game on an old beat up PS3.

"Konoha?" Kiba asked, a pizza in one hand and a beer in another. "I'm down, man. I don't got work this weekend. Haven't been there in a while, too." He took a bite out of his pizza. "Told Ino I would visit her soon anyway."

"Sweet!" Naruto exclaimed, tossing the controller aside before he got up to his feet, punching Sasuke on the shoulder, "Let's go, asshole!" and made his way upstairs. "Oi! Shikamaru, Suigetsu! Ya'll coming? We're going to Konoha for the weekend! Pack your shit!"

Sasuke sighed and shut the TV and the game console off. Now he had no choice but to go, he thought as he watched Kiba chuckle and follow Naruto upstairs.

Not that he minded going, he was just so exhausted. He'd been studying for finals non-stop and working extra hours because he was saving up for a car. And he just wanted to rest.

But, of course living with four idiots, he couldn't.

Reluctantly, Sasuke picked himself up off the carpeted floor and made his way upstairs.

"...can't come. I'm visiting Temari in Suna." He heard Shikamaru's voice from Naruto's room as he was heading towards his own which was across from Naruto's and next to Shikamaru's.

Right, he thought, Shikamaru and Temari. They'd been going out for a few years now-two or three years? He wasn't sure. Not that he really cared.

He was about to unlock his door when Suigetsu smacked his back. Annoyed, he turned to Suigetsu and glared at him.

"Tch. What do you want."

"Hi, to you, too, Dickhead." Suigetsu said sarcastically. "Nothing, just wondering what the commotion was about. Ya'll heading to Konoha?"

"Yeah. Idiots want to visit." Sasuke gave him a questioning look, "You're not going?"

Suigetsu shook his head. "Unfortunately, I can't. Gotta visit Zabuza and my brother in Kiri. I think Haku's coming down there, too. Not sure."

Sasuke, who was now inside his room and packing some stuff he would be needing for the weekend, nodded in understanding. Suigetsu lived with Zabuza (his uncle or something), Mangetsu (his older brother), and Haku (his adopted cousin) back in Kiri. Sasuke silently wondered how he'd remembered that information, but then again he had excellent memory.

"Alright, man. I'm gonna get going," Suigetsu said as he exited his room. "Have fun there."

Right.

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Location: Kiba's Stupid Car

Day: Friday

Time: 6:18PM

The two hour car ride to Konoha had been torturous in Sasuke's part.

Kiba was driving, throwing some insults at Naruto every now and then when he said something stupid or some shit. Naruto was blabbering something about finally having some Ichiraku Ramen. And Sasuke was sulking.

He didn't really know why he was feeling particularly sulky today. Maybe it was because he was tired. Maybe because he hadn't eaten since lunch. Maybe because he didn't want to deal with stupid Naruto and stupid Kiba at the moment.

Sasuke sighed, a little annoyed with himself now, too, knowing that he was avoiding the real reason for his sudden mood swing.

No, it wasn't because he was tired or hungry or Naruto and Kiba were being obnoxious motherfuckers, it was because-

"...fucking sulking! We all know how much you miss Sakura-chan! Ayeee!" Naruto laughed, smacking Sasuke's shoulder in the process, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Ah, yes.

"Shut the fuck up, idiot."

-he wasn't ready to see Sakura yet.

Naruto, along with Kiba, exchanged snickers and wolf-whistles, and even fist-bumped. What the fuck kinda friends were they? Had they no sensitivity in them? Obviously not.

Sasuke mentally groaned and outwardly glared at the road in front of them.

You see, Sakura was, is, and probably always will be Sasuke's favorite bed buddy.

However, their relationship, if you could call it that, wasn't as shallow as just being fuck buddies. No, that was ridiculous. Sasuke would never stoop so low. Their relationship-fine, you could call it that-was complicated. They've known each other since they were children. Sakura had the biggest crush on him when they were in elementary school and middle school. Then High School came and things kind of changed because he moved to Oto. They kind of hooked up and they were kind of together but not really.

Their "story", per se, was a touchy subject. He didn't know how to explain it. But if he really had to and to put it simply: They were beating around the bush. Neither one wants to hurt the other nor did they want to get hurt.

But then again he was Sasuke and she was Sakura.

They were always in danger of falling in love.

And everybody seemed to be aware of that.

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Location: The Girls' Apartment, Konoha

Day: Friday

Time: 8:42PM

It was forty something past 8 o'clock in the evening when they arrived in Konoha, at The Girls' Apartment, and there was already a party happening.

Excited as ever, Naruto didn't bother knocking before opening the door.

They were welcomed with the strong stench of booze, girls' cheap perfume, some weed, and the lingering scent of throw up from someone who didn't have high tolerance for alcohol. The apartment was packed with people, teenagers specifically, that he and Kiba had to push past everyone to make their way to the kitchen (it was the least occupied room, he noticed), or well, just Sasuke. He didn't know where Kiba went. Probably already in Ino's room or something.

Anyways, it was such a Konoha party, he mused. Back in Oto it wasn't as easy to acquire any alcoholic beverages believe it or not, they always had to rely on someone twenty-one and above to provide them alcohol.

"Alright, alright motherfuckers! Uzumaki Naruto in the house!" He heard Naruto announce, still standing by the door, as he made his grand entrance. Both hands up in the air, arms spread up wide and everything, making everyone notice him.

Classic Naruto.

Sasuke heard people acknowledge Naruto's obnoxious ass presence and muted them out. He rolled his eyes at his best friend's antics and proceeded to grab a red party cup to get his night started.

He had successfully ignored and avoided anyone he knew tonight because no one had pestered him just yet. And he felt a little smug about his little victory. Maybe he wouldn't even have to deal with Sakura tonight with all these people.

Just as he was about to pour some Heineken on his cup, he felt arms wrap around his torso from behind him. He stiffened a little bit at the body that was pressing itself closer to him. She was a girl, he could tell by the way her breasts were pressed firmly against his back.

He swore. It better be not one of those damned admirers of-

"Hi, Sasuke-kun." She purred as she slid her hands under his shirt, slowly stroking his taut abs. His breath hitched, surprised by her bold actions, and nearly dropped the red cup he held in his hand. "I missed you so much."

She was drunk. Too drunk.

"Sakura." Sasuke twisted himself from her grasp and turned to face her. "You're drunk."

She buried her face in his chest and she was quiet for a little bit. He sighed and raked his fingers through his hair. It was a habit of his that he found he did when he didn't know what to do at a certain situation.

"Let's go, I'll take you to your room." Sasuke said and tried to free himself from her embrace but found himself unable to do so when she tightened her grip on him.

"No." Sakura said firmly.

He didn't reply, and again Sakura was quiet.

After about a minute of silence he heard the sniffles and he felt the wetness from her tears seeping through his shirt.

Ah, how could he forget? Sakura was always an emotional drunk.

"Sakura."

"Sasuke-kun, please." She looked at him with those big, glassy green eyes of hers and felt himself almost surrendering and letting her have her way with him.

But she was drunk and he didn't want to take advantage of her.

"No." He said flatly before prying her off of him and turning around to the counter filled with alcoholic beverages, not really caring about how she would react.

Sasuke grabbed the nearest bottle he could find and poured a generous amount of booze in his cup. Behind him, he heard Sakura sniffle and choke back a sob before she left him alone. Well, as alone ad he could get in such a crowded place.

He sighed. Sakura was a little frustrating thing when she was too drunk. Especially with her stupid mood swings that depended on who she was talking to. Like when it was with him she was always a crying mess.

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It was a few hours past midnight and the apartment was almost empty when Sasuke decided it was time to go upstairs to grab his shit, shower, and get ready for bed, and prepare himself for a huge ass headache and a hangover the next day.

He was drunk as hell. Completely wasted. He knew he wasn't going to remember anything that occurred in the second half of his night.

Sasuke was on his way to one of the girls' bedrooms-he didn't remember whose-when he saw Sakura again.

She was in a bathroom, seated on the floor with her back leaning against the wall, an empty red cup in her right hand, staring blankly into space. She was wearing almost close to nothing, he noticed because he didn't before. Just a skin tight, red, crop top tee, and some black high waisted shorts that showed too much of her legs. She didn't have shoes on.

Frowning, and out of drunkenness (or so he'd like to think), he went over to her and nudged her leg with his foot.

She looked up at him and smiled. She patted the empty space next to her.

It was pretty roomy for a bathroom. That or maybe he was just too drunk.

Whatever.

"Hey, Sasuke-kun."

"Hn." He plopped down next to her unceremoniously, leaned his back against the wall and bent his knees so he could rest his elbows atop them. "What are you doing here?"

She shrugged. "Oh, nothing. Just getting my shit together, I think. I was feeling pretty light-headed earlier, so I kinda just. Sat down." She let out a soft giggle and nudged his arm. "I'm surprised you came with them."

There was a hint of sadness in her voice, but he wasn't sure. Maybe it was just him and the alcohol, so he decided to just ignore it.

And as if she expected him not to reply, she continued.

"I'm..." She began, her voice a little shaky. "Not angry or upset with you, if that's what you're worried about."

"I'm not worried." Sasuke stated.

She ignored him. She was lost in her memories. And he was an asshole.

The last time and every time Sasuke went to visit Konoha with the boys, Sasuke would go to Sakura for sex and she would let him. It was clear, a mutual understanding, that they both wanted each other and found release through each other's bodies. And of course Sasuke would admit that at some point he thought that there might be something more between them other than just fucking, but Sasuke squashed that thought away the moment it entered his mind. He knew that if they both crossed that line, it would only lead to heart break.

And it had.

Sakura had crossed it, accidentally. They had been fighting over something he didn't remember anymore because it wasn't that big of a deal and Sakura was crying, of course, because she was an emotional bitch when she was drunk.

And it went something like this:

"Fuck you, Sasuke!"

"You just did."

Then there was a pause and a sniffle.

"...Yeah. For you. But for me it was making love, Sasuke-kun."

It occurred to him then that Haruno Sakura, the pink-haired, green-eyed princess of Konoha High still loved him.

So, to protect both of them and their already shaky relationship, he did what he thought was the right thing. He stopped calling her and texting her and visiting her in hope that by doing so it would clear up any blurred lines between them.

He reverted his attention back to the now and continued to listen to Sakura.

"...I mean, I don't really have a right to be, you know, angry that is. It's... It's not like I'm hurting or anything..."

She was close to tears now, he could tell by the way her voice cracked at the end of her sentence. And she was lying.

He still had yet to say something to her but he didn't, choosing to listen to her ramble about love confessions and him and her and other boys and other girls instead. It was how their relationship worked. Sakura talked and Sasuke listened.

"...but then you kinda just put me to the side and never even bothered to call or text or even see how I'm doing! I don't even-I just-What the fuck, Sasuke!"

She was angry now with angry tears falling from her pretty green eyes and she was glaring at him when he glanced at her from the corner of his eye and she had her hands balled into fists, her knuckles turning white.

And, boy, was she attractive when she was angry.

He ignored her again, raking his right hand through his hair instead just for something to do, as she continued to yell some more.

Sakura was always the most attractive when she was pissed, well, for Sasuke anyway.

Then, against his will, memories of a very pissed off Sakura who was roughly undressing him and pushing him on some bed that didn't belong to them and her fingernails scraping at his back and-

"Sasuke!" Sakura screamed, frustrated and glaring at him, as she smacked him in the arm.

Something in him snapped and he cupped her face with his hands-rather harshly-looked her in they eyes, and-

"Shut the fuck up, Sakura."

-he kissed her. Hard.

And every ounce of self-control he had within him that night was forgotten.


I'm terrible at writing smut so don't expect any haha.

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P.S. I just fixed some errors and tweaked it a bit.

P.P.S. Does anyone know anyone who'd be willing to help me and proof-read/beta this story? D: Please, let me know! I'd really appreciate it! :)

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