Hey whats crakin people! Its about 1 oclock in the morning and i was lying in bed and this came to me... i had to write it.. it just wouldnt go away haha. Well here you go i hope you enjoy my extremely short one shot! i like it haha.

Disclaimer: I dont own naruto.

It had been nine days.

Nine days since she fell ill.

For nine days she had been sneaking out of bed every morning, only to be greeting with the welcoming sight of the bathroom, her face constantly hanging over the pristine toilet bowl.

Who was she kidding, she had her suspicions, deep down she knew what was wrong. That did not mean she had to believe it. She had no intention to believe it. She just didn't want to.

So there she was sitting on the brilliantly tiled floor of his bathroom, hugging his extremely white toilet bowl, trying not to wake him up from his content slumber, so she could vomit in peace without an interrogation.

A single tear ran down the side of her face as she wiped her mouth on some toilet paper. Classy. She began to get up on shaky legs, using the basin beside her for support. After flushing the toilet she turning to face the mirror. She knew what she had to do. Walking over to the sink she splashed the cool, flowing water over the pale skin of her face.

Looking at her herself she began making the hand signs that would seal her fate.

Upon activating her byakugan her eyes widened, she knew it. Her reflection confirmed it. Stepping back slowly her breath quickened, cold teardrops sliding carelessly of the side of her once composed features and landing with a splash on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.

"S-sa-sasu-k-ke" she managed to breath out in a barley audible whisper. What would she do… what would he say.

Oh Kami.

He was probably going to get mad, probably going to blame her… leave her. She wouldn't be able to handle that… but she didn't care, right now she needed him. His reaction did not matter at the moment. This was about her and she was going to be selfish.

"Sas-suke k-kun" she said, this time a little louder. Still he hadn't heard her.

Taking another few steps her back connected with the pale blue wall, few tear drops developing into a steady flow, eyes still wide… staring at her reflection.

"SASUKE!!" she screamed. That time he had heard. He had to have… she sounded distraught.

He rolled over, waking from the lingering presence that was currently absent from his bed. Lying there he mused about the wonders she did for him. For years he hadn't had one peaceful nights sleep, yet as soon as she arrived that all changed. He had slept more soundly, even more so then he had before his clan was killed. She never ceased to amaze him.

He was comfortable, even without her right there beside him she soothed him. Her scent covered her pillow and the blankets, and her side of the bed was still warm meaning she cant be to far off. He had no intention of moving any time soon… that was until he heard her scream.

"SASUKE!!"

He bolted upright so quickly he almost fell down again. He ran to the bathroom, successfully tripping over his feet, while his mind was in chaos wondering what was wrong. Did she hurt herself? Is she scared? Is there someone in the house? Is she okay?

Arriving in the bathroom he was confused to say the least. She looked awful… eyes wide, backed up against the wall staring at herself in the mirror, yet there was no one around, no sign of danger. Slowly she turned her tear streaked face towards him, before her eyes drifted to the floor near his feet.

"What's wrong?" he breathed, reaching his hand out and taking a few steps towards her… stopping just short.

Her head snapped up and she looked into his eyes for a brief second before turning to her own reflection. Her bloodline limit was activated and he couldnt for the life of him suss out why.

He stared at her in complete and utter confusion as she looked from the mirror to her stomach and back again. She did this a total of three times before he began to get the gist of it. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes, looking as if she had seen a ghost. She bolted and heaved whatever she had remaining in her system, up into the toilet bowl.

Shocked would be an understatement and dumbstruck didnt cut it. Ever so slowly he took three steps backwards and slid down the wall behind him. Folding his arms on top of his knee's he sighed.

Shit.

"Your pregnant."

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