Title: Be with You

Pairing: Sasuke/Sakura

Summary: It took one night and one test to turn their lives upside down.

Author's Note: It's been a long time - a total understatement. I had this chapter written months ago but I felt it needed more, which resulted in this chapter getting longer. More characters will come into play. I'm not sure as of yet if I'll address the matters of STDS, but for right now that won't be an issue. I have the basis of how I want this story to go and I really want to finish this entirely so wish me luck. Thank you everyone for your messages and reviews. Enjoy.

Chapter Two - Taking Care of Business

Ino could only stare at Sakura as the other woman stared back.

"Did you... Did you at least get a pregnancy test then?"

Sakura shook her head and hid her face with her pink bangs, as if hoping that simple act itself would somehow make her feel like kicking herself less. Or at least make the queasy feeling inside of her die down now that she had to acknowledge that possibility.

"Sakura!" Ino sounded so horrified, but not nearly as Sakura was at that very moment.

"I know! But I was so scared about that whole waking up in his bed thing and about getting home that I didn't stop at the store. And when I was sure my parents knew nothing, I couldn't go back out to the store with all those people around."

"What? Why not?"

"I just..." Sakura looked up, annoyed. "I mean who shops that early in the morning anyways?"

Ino shrugged. "I don't know, but still-"

Sakura began to furiously run her fingers through her uncombed hair and continued with her frantic rambling, "And besides, the cashier is my mom's best friend - not the one that ruined her wedding. The last thing I want to do is have her see it, open her big mouth, and let loose a huge can of worms when I may have gotten away with this whole one night stand thing."

Ino could hear the panic attack coming on. "Sa-"

"Oh gods, I could be - with a guy who I don't even know. But it was only one time too. Oh God but that's all it takes right? I can't - damn it, Ino what will my mom do? No, I know what she'll do, but what will I do? I'm not old enough to legally drink let alone have a baby!"

"Sakura-"

"I'm a premed student on a fucking scholarship! I can't have a baby now! I won't have any money to support us since my parents will no doubt disown me and I'll have to live out on the streets. On the streets! How can I raise a baby on the streets? We'll go hungry and I'll have to work at a mediocre job to pay for the bills and end up an old woman that lived a life that consists of resenting that asshole."

"Sakura!"

"Why am I so stupid?" She slammed her fists into the pillows and yelled, "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"

"Sakura!" Ino grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her until she stopped shouting. "You have got to calm down and think for a minute."

"Are you crazy, Ino?" Sakura was on the verge of sobbing. "How can I be calm, let alone think when I-"

"I said calm down!" Ino squeezed her shoulders tightly. "Don't make me slap you."

Unable to rival Ino's glare or wiggle from her grip, Sakura somehow willed herself to calm down to a point where she wasn't hyperventilating. Even so she was still a mess. While she knew deep down that becoming nearly hysterical and bawling all over Ino wouldn't solve anything, she couldn't stop the frightening visions of her possible future flashing before her eyes.

After instructing Sakura through some deep breathing exercises, Ino voiced her plan. "Now first we're going to go to the pharmacy." At Sakura's horrified look, she quickly rushed on, "Don't freak. Her shift has to be over by now, right?"

Sakura nodded slowly and wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

"And even if that old cow was there, this is more important." Sakura managed to nod at that and so Ino continued, "Now all we have to do is go to the store, buy a test, pay and go. It'll be a chinch. I'll even come with you so you're not freaking out in the line and draw unwanted attention to yourself."

"Okay." Sakura replied and took another deep breath. She was beyond grateful that Ino wasn't going to leave her alone on this possibly life altering mission alone.

"And then we'll come back here, you'll pee on the stick, drive us both a little crazy waiting, then it will turn out negative, and we'll celebrate. Your folks won't ever know, underwear boy will be a sexy thing of the past, and you'll be a boring bookworm again in no time."

She swallowed and her voice cracked with these two words, "You promise?"

Never did Sakura Haruno think she'd find herself in such a terrifying fifty-fifty situation.

"Promise."

Never had Ino Yamanaka told such a bold face lie so well in her entire life.

i.

There were a lot of things that annoyed Sasuke Uchiha.

Like people who insisted on counting out the exact change with a long line of people behind them.

Like that asshole who thinks he's above contributing to paying for the tab but has the nerve to brag about his income.

But what made it on the top 10 of his list, was the most annoying sound to ever meet his ears.

"Sasuke-kun, we love you!" A crowd of freshmen girls squealed from their second floor dorm window, displaying their phone numbers on notebook paper. It was a lot more tolerable and less distracting than the last set of girls who had brazenly decided to flash him the day before.

Sasuke inwardly cringed when they called out to him again, thinking if their voices became higher pitched that they'd finally get a response from him - which was unlikely. A part of him knew he should be use to this annoying display of 'affection' and 'loyalty' because ever since the opposite sex could talk, it was always "Sasuke-kun" this or "Sasuke-kun" that.

Seriously. Was glaring and insulting them not enough to get the point across? Some days it almost made him question the intelligence of half the female student body.

"Hel-lo ladies." Naruto waved at them as he caught up to his disgruntle friend.

It was almost ironic that a few years back in junior high school, they would've ignored him or said something awful in response, but now they were squealing back, "Naruto-kun, hello!" like if he was some well known pop star.

Naruto grinned like a fool for he never grew tired of their cheering. He knew that they were just being nice in an attempt to look good in front of Sasuke since ignoring Naruto hadn't gotten them anywhere in high school.

And although there might be a few that sincerely liked Naruto, maybe mostly because of his good looks and easygoing nature, they were still a lot more girls loyal and horny for his brooding friend. Even so, Naruto enjoyed the little cheering squad of pretty girls everywhere they went. It was a nice free ego booster especially during exam week.

"Would you quit that?" The last thing Sasuke wanted was for that moron to encourage them.

"What? Why?" Naruto whined, but continued waving. "This is so cool. It's like being a celebrity."

"Cool?" Sasuke scowled at Naruto as he put his key into their apartment door. "This isn't cool. It's annoying."

"Everything is annoying to you."

Sasuke sighed, further irritated with Naruto as he began to list things that apparently would annoy him - from baby crying to little kittens up for sale. It didn't come as a surprise to Sasuke that Naruto found it all so amusing since they had been dealing with fan girls for years. But Sasuke wished that what he was saying about them would finally seep through that head of his blonde and process accurately.

Ten minutes later Naruto's mouth was still moving, but not surprisingly there was no common sense coming out of there anytime soon. Naruto had this thing where once he thought he made a point, he had to keep rolling with it. Soon enough, things began to play out like it would every time before.

"Have lunch with us, Sasuke-kun!" The group of girls offered.

Naruto stopped midstride and looked as if he just won the lottery. He shook his head as if he couldn't believe his ears and then wisely pounced on the offer. After all making a point wasn't nearly as important to him as getting a free meal. "What do you have in mind?"

Sasuke heard several excited responses from the girls and Naruto would respond back just as excited. It was one annoying long distant event that left Sasuke's head pounding.

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered, "You know your name isn't 'Sasuke-kun,' right?"

Naruto turned away from the group, raised his eyebrows and gave him a 'duh' look. "They like me by association and unlike you and your weird ass, I'm enjoying this shit."

He pointed at the door leading to the boy dormitory. "Would you get inside already?"

"Bye, Sasuke-kun! Bye, Naruto-kun!" The girls squealed when the latter waved back at them.

Naruto dropped his books at the doorway a few minutes later, as he did after every class and glared at Sasuke, who was putting his books into his bedroom by his computer desk.

"Now what the hell did you drag me away from a free meal with some cute girls to come back here for?"

Naruto grew further annoyed when Sasuke remained silent for several minutes. Just as he was about to go back outside and see if the cheery girls were still there, Sasuke's voice stopped him.

"That girl. The one you said I walked off with at the party..." Sasuke began, ignoring Naruto's quick "hook up" interjection. "What did she look like?"

Naruto blinked a few times, completely surprised by his sudden question, and then tried to remember the unnamed girl. "Uh, she was cute. She wasn't a beast or anything if that's what you're worried about. But other than that...I was kind of drunk, just so you know. So I can't give you a lot of help."

Sasuke suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. "Are you ever any help?"

"Gee, way to convince someone to help you." Naruto felt quite proud of how he managed to sound almost as sarcastic as his friend, who probably mastered that skill faster than his ABCs.

"Just forget it."

"No. I got this." Naruto quickly replied and then proceeded to scratch his head, trying his damndest to remember. "Okay...Saturday...let me think. There were a lot of girls and drinks going around...Ino was talking about stuff...and then Kiba, more drinks, and some stupid drinking game...err..."

"You're being so helpful." Again with the sarcasm.

"Do you want my help or not?" Naruto snarled back. "Shit Sasuke. It's not like you remember anything anyways."

Sasuke said nothing. Not because he couldn't. No, certainly not. It was simply because for once Naruto was right and Sasuke hated that.

A few minutes later, after rummaging through clothes and even the small trash bin by the bathroom, Naruto finally came up with a quick list of clues. "Okay. Here's what we got. Your bed sheet indicated she wears flowery perfume and, since the party was invitation only, has to be friends with either loudmouth Ino or louder mouth Kiba."

Sasuke almost snorted. Talk about the kettle calling the pot black. And considering the whole invitation thing, a lot of those girls no doubt had wanted to get into his pants at least once which didn't exactly narrow down the names.

Naruto checked off another clue on his next finger. "According to a half tore napkin in your pocket, which proves she must've been something since it wasn't trashed, the last three digits of her phone number is 239 or it could be 286."

Next finger.

"Third, from what we seem to be missing from the trash can, you screwed up big time and didn't wear protection - even I know that and I'm not a 'prodigy child'." He ignored his friend's pointed glare.

Next.

"And lastly, she has really poor taste in men." He nodded at his friend. "So yeah, I think we've covered everything."

Naruto dismissed Sasuke's scowl, double checked his clues in his small notebook, and nodded to himself again. If he hadn't been planning on being prime minister of Japan in the future, he definitely would've settled for being an FBI agent or even a detective. It was almost on the same level of cool, minus the lack of power in comparison and wearing ties every day to work.

Well, unless he was undercover. Then he wouldn't have to wear a tie, unless he had to pretend to be a banker or a school teacher or-

Naruto shook his head.

He needed to focus.

For once, Sasuke was completely in the dark, something Naruto was very familiar with when it came to himself. Who would've known it just took a drunken moment for him to rely on someone or something else other than that big brain of his. It was kind of empowering.

"So," Naruto said. "The first part of the plan is to track down the loudmouths and hopefully find out if they know who she is, find her, and then we'll know if you actually became a man last night."

Sasuke's scowled once again at Naruto, who seemed a bit perplexed by his friend's lack of enthusiasm or humor. "Talking like that...you really must like being thrown across rooms."

ii.

"So you're telling me he never once woke up?"

"No." And not asking about it ten more times wasn't going to change that, but she didn't tell her friend that.

"Not even to make you breakfast?"

"We're not dating, Ino. This isn't a mediocre romance novel either. It's real life and in case you've forgotten, I don't even know his name."

"But he could be an underwear model." Ino quoted.

"Ino, come on. Haven't you had a morning after situation with anyone?"

"Does waking up with your dog in your face count?" Ino laughed at that summer memory for now it seemed much funnier than it had then since dog drool was no longer in her hair.

"Ino, be serious for a second."

"I am." Ino laughed again and then sobered up at Sakura's glare. "Okay. Seriously, I've had boyfriends before, but I never slept with any of them. It just...you know...never felt right."

"So you're...?"

"A beautiful blooming rose that hopes to one day be deflowered by a really cute bee." It sounded a lot more creative and maybe a bit poetic to Ino rather than just saying "yeah, a virgin".

"You know...it's kind of weird. After all these years with that hanging over my head, and aside from the whole possibly pregnancy, I don't feel all that differently...well, just a little sore, I guess."

"Like I said, it's a whole different time from when our parents grew up or whatever century your mom thinks it is. Sure, not everyone is doing it, but some people are. But you're just so sheltered you think the world is about to end just because you did Mr. Underpants."

Sakura scoffed. "Oh shut up. I'm not that sheltered or paranoid. I know where his thing went, you know."

"Thing?" Ino almost giggled, but managed a deadpanned expression. "It's a pe-nis, Sakura."

"Shh!" Sakura hissed back as her face became a bright shade of red. "Do you want someone to hear? You don't say that kind of word in public."

Somehow Ino managed to suppress a giggle. "My god. You should see yourself. I've never seen someone so red before. It's unnatural." And then despite being glared at, Ino burst out laughing.

"Hardy Har Har." Sakura rolled her eyes. "Can we just go in there and buy the stupid thing before I lose my nerve?"

"You're no fun." Ino teased but nodded at the pharmacy door. "But yeah, let's get going. The last thing we want is for you to back out now."

As the pair walked around the small brightly lit pharmacy, Sakura couldn't help but look around, waiting for someone to point at her. But after a while no one did. Most people there were women with their little children, a few elderly people, and a handful of preteens going about their business.

When Sakura came across a young woman and her newborn by the shopping carts, she inwardly cringed. Though this woman looked about her age, she appeared well-kept, likely financially stabled, and loving towards her child. Sakura could only wonder if she would look remotely as happy and appear secure if worse came to worse.

As the pair moved through the pharmacy at a snail pace with Ino maneuvering the cart and talking cheerfully in an obvious attempt to calm both their nerves, Sakura found herself noticing the mothers and their children more than she normally did and it made her wish that she'd made different choices.

If only she hadn't let her mother talk her out of taking the pill and stood her ground like a normal woman without letting the irrational feelings of guilt and shame settle in.

If only she wasn't so damn careless then maybe none of this worrying would've reached such an exhausting and scary level. But she knew there was no use in getting upset again because even if she had been on the pill or used a condom that night, she still might have found herself in the pharmacy with Ino.

"Could you please try to not look like you're not about to die or someone will come over here thinking something's up."

Sakura slowly nodded, not realizing nor doubting that she had such an expression on, and tried to muster up a decent smile. Instead she nearly frightened a toddler boy that was nearby.

With the right overhead sign guiding the pair, it didn't take Sakura and Ino long to find the right aisle before she scared anyone else. To Sakura's sheer delight, the tests were in the second to last aisle and nowhere near prying eyes.

"Which one?" Sakura asked, looking over her shoulder in case anyone happened to walk by.

"A popular one," Ino answered and began to scan the large selection. "Never buy a store brand or anything really cheap when it comes to this kind of stuff. A digital one would probably be better, but they don't have it, so we'll go with old faithful."

Ino grabbed three and dropped them into the cart.

"What are you doing?" Sakura whispered.

"Stop hyperventilating." Ino replied, to which Sakura protested to doing no such thing. "You can't just buy one. It could be a false result. Buying three gives us a better idea."

Oh and a higher risk of it getting noticed. Sakura mentally added.

"You worry too much, forehead." Ino said in a matter of fact tone.

"And you don't worry enough."

"Grabbing a pregnancy test isn't so abnormal these days, it's practical and responsible. Like buying a condom. We're independent educated liberated women of a new century from a very sexual, yet still conservative society. Of course, it doesn't mean spread your legs for every Tom, Dick, and Harry, but you have just as much right to be getting laid as any other person."

Before Sakura could say another word, Ino then proceeded to weave in and out of several aisles, grabbing items at random and mumbled to herself, "Now we just add some of these..."

Sakura's fears were momentarily forgotten as she followed behind Ino as they fluidly moved from aisle to aisle. It was during times like this, in the middle of panic mode, that she really admired and cherished Ino's clear headedness and determination.

By the time the two approached the checkout line they had a bottle of strawberry scented shampoo, mint flavored dental floss, a soft orange bristle hairbrush, two random cooking books, and a family size bag of potatoes chips to accompany the three pregnancy tests.

"See? We're next in line. And it's a guy cashier. They never pay any attention to what people buy anyways." Ino smiled reassuringly at Sakura. "We'll be celebrating over a stick in no time."

"Yep." Sakura smiled tightly, still nervous but a lot less panicked than when they'd first come in, because she knew they weren't out of the woods just yet.

iii.

"You know threatening to throw someone across the room and then doing it isn't exactly fair."

Sasuke scoffed at Naruto's complaining. "And not knowing what the hell I did last night isn't either."

Hell, Sasuke could've given her his social security number, maybe his bank account number or blabbed about some family secret that she could make millions off of. She already knew where he lived. She could be an insane stalker that thought they'd get married, have 2.5 children, a dog - the whole nine yards and then try to kill him later when he got 'cold feet'.

And then the fact that he, Sasuke Uchiha, the man that was so cautious about everything and always planned ahead with two alternate routes in case his original plan failed, was careless enough not to put on a stupid condom. While this wasn't exactly unheard of whenever liquor was involved, it was still mind boggling. After all these years of growing up with the idea that he, or at least his family, was above the careless average Joes' of society and now having to face a completely different reality was troubling.

Sasuke had not planned on this happening at all. His plans had been to finish college with high honors and maybe then finding a suitable wife. The last thing he needed was a baby by some unknown woman who could try her damnedest to extort millions out of his family, even use the media to paint a bad picture of him, and possibly ruin his father's chances for prime minister.

And unlike a lot of men, he was from a family - a clan , that wouldn't be so forgiving if something 'unfortunate' like a out of wedlock pregnancy happened. His father alone barely acknowledged him as is, despite the fact that he was attending the same university as his 'pride and joy' older brother and with exceptional grades to boot. But what would hurt more than his indifference would be the thought of his mother likely being disappointed in his actions.

It pissed Sasuke off that up until recently he had been doing fine in meeting his goals but now one drunken encounter could ruin everything. He had to find that girl. He had to know if this would be a mistake that could impact his life with more than just hazy memories and a hangover.

Damn it. He was going to kill Kiba then Naruto and whoever the idiot that brought the damn liquor.

By the time Sasuke and Naruto arrived, the former was livid and the latter was bone tired.

Now a normal person would knock or maybe ring the doorbell and wait, but not Naruto. He was impatient and after the third time the doorbell went unanswered, he began banging on the door loudly, demanding that Kiba show his face.

It wasn't long before the dog lover did just that.

- To Be Continued

Kiba tries to help his unwelcome guests - successfully or not. Sakura and Ino are waiting for the outcome of her test. And an unexpected source could shed some light on that fateful night.

Next Chapter: Reality Check