AN: This story contains abortion! Some of you may be deeply offended by that, but I advise you to read to the end. Just some random thought I developed in my head while sitting in theology class. It's a sensitive issue i'm tackling, so hopefully I won't screw up (don't think I will though), anyway, here's the summary:
When a one night stand at a jounin party results in an unplanned pregnancy that threatens to ruin Anko's image and interfere with her duty as a shinobi, she does the quickest thing to erase the matter; she get's an abortion. The entire village supports her choice, it's her right anyway. However, when Iruka decides to at his two cents into the matter, Anko dismisses him as being judgmental and uncaring. But, a year later, Anko isn't Anko anymore and she finds herself regretting her choice day by day. She crumbles but finds comfort in the person she least expected.
Shorter summary: A one night stand results in an unplanned pregnancy. To preserve her image, Anko gets an abortion. Most of the village supports her, however, Iruka is judgmental as always and adds his two cents to it. An argument ensues and a friendship is broken. A year passes and Anko isn't herself, she regrets the decision and internally crumbles for it. However, she finds comfort in the last person she expected to offer it to her.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just the idea.
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Hate the Sin, Love the Sinner.
"I don't think you should do it"
A symbolical road block obscured her path, the words of her friend had hit like a rock shattering glass.
They had been in a crowded area of the village, and with missions at a halt, most ninja were out, mingling with each other and catching up with one another. These "mingles" had often resulted in a date for a get together/ party event, particularly amongst the jounin. Chunin...they didn't have time for such a thing, and usually the jounin did not prefer their company.
It was one of these "get togethers" that had caused Anko's problem, that had caused her to draw her conclusion. She hadn't even remembered the man, only the strong smell of alcohol that clung to his shirt, the sweet words he uttered in her ears, the soft caresses, the gently squeezing of her breast...his actions served only as vestige, and a day later, when Anko remained nude in a vacant bed, she wondered just exactly who he was.
Weeks later, when the thought of the mystery man had just nearly evaporated, the memory barely discernable, a small totemic had presented itself inside of Anko's body.
Morning sickness, a missed period and a cheap pregnancy test had confirmed Anko's speculations.
She was pregnant, or technically, she was the host of a complex clump of cells. Now certain aspects of her life had been put on the line.
Her job, her honor, her reputation...Anko wasn't ready to be called, "Mommy" just yet, not now, not ever. She could seek out the "father", give it a try. She decided against it though, she hardly knew anything about him.
So the answer was simple and clean. There were options in Konoha, clinics to aid her. Of course she'd need reassurance, reassurance that she had gotten the next day. She'd resigned to asking her closest friends what they believed she should do. Like she assumed, they support her decision to abort.
"You're a valuable ninja" some would say.
"I can't imagine you being a "mommy"" And honestly, she couldn't either.
"You'll no longer be the "happy-go-lucky" Anko," other's had warned her, and she agreed wholeheartedly.
With the world on her side, Anko gathered her bearing and made her choice. Abortion was easy, quick, and clean. An unwanted pregnancy would surely ruin her, and honestly, she wouldn't make a good mom anyway. It was her choice, her right to do this, no one could stop her.
But then, why was he trying to? She guessed it was because her old friend was a teacher, because his soften brain had allowed him to see what a mere "clump of cells" would eventually be. Due to his unskillfulness, he worked with them, these "clumps of cells" on a daily basis, so Anko could only guess were his unwanted empathy was stemming from.
Yet, she hadn't asked for his opinion, not him, she didn't want it. Knowing him, knowing his values of life, she already knew what he was going to say.
She was a jounin, she had a "real" job, he was a chunin, a mere babysitter. How on earth would this teacher understand what a child could do to a jounin's reputation, it was a major issue, a life changing issue!
He, her friend, blocked her way to freedom, blocked her way to her choice. She wasn't having second thoughts now, Anko never had second thoughts.
She yelled, complained, and bore her anger out to him, at the same time, she severed a bridge. She did it in public, she wanted people to hear her, wanted people to know what she felt and how wrong this mere chunin was for telling her otherwise. As those who supported her joined in, the argument exacerbated to a nasty yelling dispute.
At the end, Anko was victorious, her "friend" the chunin was silenced for his opinion, red in the face and walking away angrily. He wasn't alone though, a red eyed pale skinned woman walked with him, calming him down the best she could, her piercing gaze burning into Anko's soul as she looked over her shoulder.
Anko, however, didn't care. At the end of the day, the "clump of cells" had been removed from her body. A burden was gone at the cost of a life, the end of a friendship, and Anko Mitarashi went on with her own life.
Or at least tried to.
Just a free verse. Blame theology class and endless debates on abortion and the new Pope :/. This is an interesting p.o.v to write from, i've never done it before. So, part two will be up...soon. This is passive, i'm sorry if you don't like it that way.
Anyway, review and make me happy. I've had a terrible day. This is proofread, so there should be no mistakes. However, don't be scared to tell me if there is. Have a nice week and God bless (let's all pray that the government doesn't shut down).
