"Naruto's pregnant," Tsunade said, still looking at me.
"He's what!" Sakura screeched, then promptly fainted.
I chuckled to myself at the memory. That had been six months ago, now I was sitting on the cold examination table awaiting Tsunade. She finally came through the door, slamming it open like always. I smiled widely at her. "Baa-chan!" I teased
She rolled her eyes. "How're you doing Gaki?" she teased back, grabbing my chart and checking that over it.
I shrugged. "Good, I guess. Little thing keeps kicking my bladder though."
She nodded. "That's normal," she said, "Any sudden or worse pain?"
I shook my head. "All's good."
She put the chart down. "Okay, so why are you here then?"
I fidgeted. "Well, Baa-chan, I was wondering, how is it – um yanno, gonna come out? The baby I mean."
She took a deep breath. "Well, Naruto since you lack the proper body parts to safely deliver a baby, we – and when I say we, I mean me, I'm the only one working on this – are going to have to perform a C-section. That means I will make a few cuts and pull the baby from your … womb."
I nodded slowly. "I see," I said, "well, that's all I wanted to know, may I go?"
"Are you sure you don't want to see the gender?" Tsunade asked, just like she always has.
I shook my head. "No," I said, just like I always have.
She sighed. "Very well, you may go, don't forget your Henge."
"I won't Baa-chan, bye," I said then left, applying my Henge as I passed through the threshold. It was nice to see my feet again.
As I walked through the village, saying hi and waving to a few people, I thought, as I often did, about Sasuke finding out. What would he do? Would he know it was his? And then the cold dread crept in. If he didn't know it was his, what would he do? If he did know, would he even care? About me, about his child? The line of thought was unavoidable, always popping up when I thought of my first love, of the traitor to my village.
I stepped through the threshold to my home, a beat up apartment on the wrong side of the village, and slid down the closed door. I dropped the Henge and looked down at my bulge, my baby, our baby. I smiled sadly. "Ne, Yume," I said to it, "your Daddy is a Baka. Papa left us, so Daddy made you and he doesn't even know if you will bring Papa back. But he hopes, and he wishes though," I began to cry, curling around my baby, "and if you aren't enough to bring Papa back, Daddy doesn't know what he will do. Yume, Daddy hopes you will be enough."
Far away in a hidden camp, Sasuke Uchiha sat staring at a scroll. He was tired, having not slept for several hours and was just about ready to give up on the scroll.
Kabuto entered the room, a wide smirk on his face. "Sasuke, our Kanoha spies have found out some strange news," the silver haired man drawled, "Seems, the Kyuubi vessel has not been out on one single mission in six months, not since he was assigned to track you. Strange isn't it? That he hasn't even gone out to attempt to bring you back after all the trouble he caused."
"You'll be back, but the funny thing is, I won't have to go chasing after you, you'll come back all by yourself." The words echoed in Sasuke's head. "He believes he won't have to chase me, he thinks I'll go back by myself," he said without looking up. But it was still suspicious, the blonde's not chasing after him, Sasuke had to wonder what he was planning and whether, even with his resolve, it would bring him back. But he kept quiet, not wanting to arouse suspicion against him.
Kabuto glared hard at the stoic raven. "And will you?"
Sasuke looked away from the scroll, into the other man's eyes. "No," he said, however unsure he was.
The other man smiled. "Good, I'm glad," he said then left.
Sasuke looked down at his scroll. What was Naruto planning?
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