Disclaimer: Not earning from this, don't own Naruto... Blah blah blah, and all that jazz
Summary: "I chose you," said Gaara. Three words that welcomed her to a living nightmare, that was more than enough to leave her in a beautiful pandemonium, and yet, he just had to add oil to the flame. "I'm the father of your child" GaaSaku pairing.
Prologue
"You're pregnant,"
Two words that left Sakura... speechless.
The kunoichi sat dumb-founded in her seat, not moving once. She stared blankly out of the window, her mind racing out of the countless things that could have missed this vital information.
It was a sunny morning in Sunagakure... and if it were not for the cool air conditioning of the hospital, she could have fainted.
She found it ridiculous. She found her situation ridiculous.
This was just the third day of her one month visit in Suna to train the local medic-nins the advanced medical technology Konoha had been updated with... and now here she was, in a clinic only to be told that... she's... pregnant.
"Haruno-san?" began the medic, who stoically sat behind her desk with intertwined fingers, "are you alright?"
"I'm fine," responded the kunoichi, slightly relieved that her voice didn't give away her any sign of her inner turmoil. Masking her facade with practiced calmness, she asked, "for how long?"
A question that might lead to a favourable answer of ridding the foetus germinating inside her with ease, with the help of her experience in the medical field, she already encountered a situation that required aborting life that could hinder the job of a ninja.
She paused.
She sounded cold-hearted, and she was disturbed by it.
"Haruno-san?" the medic nin started yet again.
Sakura snapped her head back up to the brunette, watching the medic readjust her glasses against the bridge of her nose with a finger
"I said, you're good for three days,"
Sakura blinked away. There was still a chance of ridding the foetus... but did she really want to go through it?
Taking in a shaky breath, she framed a small smile, whispering her thanks before calmly stepping out of the small room. With a clipboard in hand and a pen tucked in her white coat, she knew that her break won't be on for another two hours.
She still had paperwork to do, and train another batch of medic nins in the hospital... she still had a task to do, and she wondered if she can make it through the day with another issue claiming her full attention.
This was her body, something that she was responsible for, and that called her attention. Stated by the results that she has been pregnant for three days, which would only mean that she got pregnant the moment her mission began.
Her brows furrowed as she took a turn for the examination room down the hall. She sighed, slightly dropping the matter. She began flipping through the pages in her clipboard as she drew closer to the room to recall the need for her presence.
Scanning her schedule, she noticed a small sticky note, messily stuck on her page. She glanced it through and knew she had been in the right place. She stepped into the room, while still scanning her schedule in advance.
Unlike the other examination room, the room seemed more superior to the others. It had a long table in the middle of the carpeted room, and wide windows lining the wall in front of Sakura. There was a whiteboard on the left wall of the room, with scribbles from the previous meeting regarding an unknown poison, which Sakura took note of.
Nonetheless, she was greeted by a handful of significant chakra signatures that rose from their seats upon her arrival.
"Good morning, Haruno-san"
Sakura smiled, "Temari, how are you doing?"
"Fine thank you," replied the blonde
The pinkette glanced over the room and greeted Kankuro with higher respect to the Sunakage.
"Kazekage-sama," muttered Sakura as she bowed to a ninety degree.
The redhead eyed her with an illegible demeanour; he sat with an air of authority that tamed everyone in the room. His sand neatly tucked away in the gourd that rested by the left of his armchair.
"Please," spoke Kankuro, gesturing an empty seat on Gaara's left.
Immediately, the kunoichi strode away from the threshold, shutting the door as she went. The moment she sat, an eerie air settled in the room.
"So," began Sakura, slightly nervous for breaking the silence, "how can I be of help?"
All eyes hardened on Sakura, suffocating her from words. She blinked, taken aback. It has been three days, and she still can't seem to adjust to Suna's lack of conversational comfort.
"Sakura," began Temari in a much softer voice
"Yes?" blinked the kunoichi, slightly getting tense from the dramatic pauses that keeps on intruding in the room every now and then
"It's about your pregnancy," said the blonde
Sakura's brows furrowed as she felt the heated tingle dashing across her face. She fisted the hem of her coat along with her clipboard, slightly clueless as how to react. That was a confidential matter that she was going to deal with during her break time.
Why where they having a conference regarding her pregnancy? She wasn't even ready about the idea, yet. She didn't even know what to do. She can't even imagine herself being pregnant in the first place.
"What..." breathed Sakura, words clogging in her throat, "how...?"
"You're here because of that," continued Temari
Sakura's face contorted in a strange mix of confusion, rage and embarrassment. She didn't understand, she clearly knew that her mission was to train the medics in Suna, and share the knowledge they stacked up in Konoha.
"What do you mean?" hissed Sakura, she did not come here to have her reputation destroyed, "how did you know about this?"
"Don't you even remember the night you came here?" asked a flabbergasted Kankuro, his face clear from any malicious intent.
Sakura raised a brow quite harshly that it formed wrinkles on her forehead, delivering another wordless demand of explanation. Because by then, she clearly remembered she was resting on the night of her arrival.
"Kankuro, please" sighed Temari, turning to Sakura, she began, "Sakura, please listen and try to understand. Gaara has been called upon the Elders to bring forth his heir to be trained..."
"So...?"
"Unless the Kazekage managed to choose a female of his choice, the council will choose for him,"
Both brows furrowed deeply, quickly showing Sakura's exasperation
"The Council chose me?" came the feeble question
Temari turned to Gaara, finally at lost for words.
Meeting the intense gaze of the Kazekage was the last thing Sakura wished she did, for she felt like melting on her seat. The magnitude of his piercing green eyes palmed her wall of pride out of the way, stripping her of anything she held dear in her code of honor.
"I chose you," said Gaara. Three words that welcomed her to a living nightmare, that was more than enough to leave her in a beautiful pandemonium, and yet, he just had to add oil to the flame.
"I'm the father of your child"
A/N: So whaddaya think?! Well, depending on the reviews, remarks and encouragement, I'll see if I'll continue working on this... I just can't seem to get out of my writer's block... oh yeah~ I'm back~~~!! ^^
BY THE WAY: Hold your horses, before you judge and turn away, wait til CHAPTER THREE to explain this three-days-I'm-pregnant thing, hopefully you'll understand how in the world this can happen through deviating medical reasoning... we're in Naruworld, can't we deviate from reality once in a while? That's why it's called a fic, soften up and try to enjoy~
^^*updated March 26, 2009*