Title: Fighting to Make a Life

Summary: "I'm sorry, can you repeat that, I swear I thought I heard you tell me your pregnant."

Genre: family/friendship/ possible future romance

rated T for now

paring undecided as of right now

warning: mild cursing child pregnancy, OOC, hints of rape.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Chapter One

"Get out," her mother hissed, pointing at the door with one long finger, her slim pink manicured nails looked like claws,the child guarded her face with her small ten year old hands.

"But, Mommy-" the little girl protested.

"Leave!" a voice growled from behind her, she whirrled around, tears making her eyes sting.

"Daddy, please-"

"No! We raised you to be better than this! You've brought shame to the Haruno name, it'll be a scandal when the village finds out, and!" her mother held up a hand making her husband stop yelling, Sakura looked at her hopefully, only to have those feelings crushed seconds later.

"Just go, Sakura, that's final. We want nothing more to do with you or your child. Go find the father, its his job to provide you with a home now." Her mother grabbed her shoulder and walked her out the door, closing it in her face.

Sakura stood there, she couldn't believe what was happening, it couldn't be happening! This was all just a cruel punishment her mother was giving her for the night so that she could see that her actions were bad. She should have said No when that man touched her, she should have told her parents that the man had forced her to the ground and stuck his thing in hers, but she was too ashamed and scared.

-scene change-

There was a timid knock at the door, Ino looked up annoyed, she blew her bang out of her face letting it settle back over her right eye as she continued reading. There was another knock, just as timid just as quiet. Ino refused to get up, the story she was reading was getting good, Jun was trying to profess his love for Azula but Dio kept dissing him and he was getting pissed off so soon he would-! Ino jumped when whoever was at the door kicked it quiet violently four times in quick secession.

"Dad!" she yelled pissed at whoever was at the door this late at night. Even though she was the closest person to the door, and could have already answered it saving the door from abuse, she was not going to forfeit her warm seat on the couch.

Inoichi sighed, but left the kitchen at a slow pace, wondering what the Hokage might want, who else would be wondering the streets during the hours of ANBU watch. As it was, it was already past Ino's bed time but she had argued that it was Saturday and was old enough to stay up late when it wasn't a school night. Inoichi had disagreed, his wife though agreed, when Ino walked away feeling triumphant Hanakimi had whispered to him that she would drop like a fly by morning and would still have to work at the shop seven even if she didn't go to bed until six. Inoichi almost felt sorry enough to warn his daughter about his wife's master plan, almost not quiet.

He opened the door and was met with a straight line of sight all the way across the street, he glanced both ways before looking down. If the kid had been an assassin he would've been dead, as it was, he merely shouted over his shoulder for Ino. "It's for you, Ino!"

"Huh? Who is it?" she yelled back, getting out of her seat, she walked over to the doorway. She had been thinking earlier that she was the only one in her age group that was still awake tonight. The book she was reading hung loosely in her hands. The black book cover she had bought three weeks ago hiding the fact that she was reading something her parents would have forbidden her to read. Thats why she glanced down to make sure the spine was facing up, the pages facing the floor so that her father couldn't even get a glimpses at the naughty sentences.

"Sakura?" she asked in a 'what-are-you-doing-here-and-why-do-you-look-terrible' voice.