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"Alright Ms. Haruno just look at these pictures of donors an I'll show you an image of what your baby might look like." The nurse said.
Sakura Haruno wanted a baby.
She was twenty-eight years old; granted that is young, but she really wanted a family...minus the husband. She would just love it if her baby ended up with he green eyes or her cotton candy pink hair. Her exotic looks attracted many male companions that all ended up getting turned down before they could even ask her out.
"That one." She told the nurse.
She had picked a picture of an attractive man, he was her age maybe a year older, with amazing black eyes, spiked black hair. He looked as though he didn't care and like he had tons of better things he could be doing at that moment, but something told Sakura that he always looked like that no matter what he was doing.
"Yes, he is the donor that I wish to use."
"Lets get you set up then."
"Yes."
"So did you get pumped full of some hottie's baby gravy?" Ino asked as she twirled some of her long blonde hair on her finger absentmindedly. She and Sakura had been friends since they were little.
"Yes, they told me he's a Marine who has gone off to fight in the war and didn't want his family line to end with him...or put too much pressure on his older brother to continue it." They were having lunch at their favorite restaurant and getting some shopping in.
"You're positive that you're fertile...right?" Ino asked.
"Yes, I've been keeping track...I just hope that the first times the charm."
"How much did this guy donate?"
"Twelve containers full."
"Well, that should get you quite a few tries."
"I guess." Sakura murmered as she finished her sandwich.
"Enough talk about babies!" Ino declared, "lets discus work. How are things at the hospital and with your publisher?"
"Very well, though the late hours at the hospital are keeping me from getting much done on that romance novel I've been trying to write."
"How does someone who has never been on a date or with a man, find the motivation to write a romance novel?"
"I haven't found the motivation yet." Sakura admitted blushing at her friend's bluntness. "My first book was so easy!" She complained.
"That's because you're a doctor with a degree in child psychology, and you wrote a book about troubled children." Ino giggled taking a sip of her soda.
"Well, now I want to work on fiction." Sakura pouted getting a wink from a guy sitting at another table with a woman that she guessed was his girlfriend.
"Ready to spend some money?" Ino grinned.