Not Fair - Chapter Two
A/N: I'm manic right now (yay bipolar!) so I couldn't write something angsty if I tried right now (but I ain't complaining). I haven't written a ton of humor before, though, so lots of trying to be funny here. I hope I can at least bring some smiles to faces and maybe a chuckle or two.Thanks be to Lady Silvamord and her story Affaire de Coeur (a very wonderful NejiSaku, comes highly recommended)(okay, ALL of her stuff is highly recommended, she's one of my favorite authors of all times! She mostly does ItaSakus stuff.) for it was from her story that inspired me to use this particular format for this chapter.It's VERY OBVIOUS where this is going (it was intended to be, I'll save seriousness for my next writing project) so I shall first disclaim that I in no way, shape, or form, condone sex without a condom. Not JUST for pregnancy prevention, but also for STDs and STIs, which are very serious business. Only in the world of writing can pregnancy and said STDs be ignored or used as writing devices and plot twists. Have sex responsibly! Use condoms!
Enjoy!Not Fair - Chapter Two
Sakura gazed longingly at the dango stall, wrestling with herself on whether she should eat a sixth stick this week of the sweet sticky goodness. She was passing by on her way home from another gruelling shift at the hospital. Sakura knew that what her body needed was protein, and not sugar.
She belatedly wondered if she was addicted to sugar again.
Then she went in for a stick of dango. It would pair nicely with the bowl of chicken ramen she'd been craving all day.
She took her dango to-go and resumed her walk home, choosing the path that would go by Ichiraku's.
0o0
The advertisement for the latest movie adaptation of Make-Out Paradise had caught Kakashi's eye.
Big, bold, orange, with a pin-up girl being chased by a strappingly handsome man, both characters wearing playful expressions.
Kakashi rubbed at his mask-covered chin, pondering the advertisement.
Was it, possibly, Kakashi's duty to fully take up the mantle of the wandering pervy-sage Jiraiya by also writing an adult-only romance novel series? After all, Kakashi had the wandering and pervy parts down pat, he just needed to somehow be titled a sage, and what better way to do that than being praised by men all over the world?
Kakashi stared at the sign.
The sign stared back.
0o0
"Sakura, go home."
Sakura looked up from her stack of medical charts to confusedly glare at Shizune.
"Everybody knows you've spent all morning throwing up for the last week." The older woman said, her face worried. "And you've been complaining of a back-ache too. Go get some sleep, you look like you could use it."
"I have been sleeping!" Sakura retorted back with a scowl, "And it's hardly my fault that everything I eat, no matter how good it sounds, has been coming back up! I haven't seen Sasuke all week because I've been in bed whenever I'm not here."
Shizune pointedly looked at the ring on Sakura's finger.
"Just say it, Shizune." Sakura replied grumpily. "Everybody else has given their opinion, you might as well too."
"What did Tsunade say?"
Sakura slumped back in her chair, gesturing wildly. "'It will be good to have the Uchiha Clan finally restored to the village, one of the most prestigious blood-limits available! And the Uchiha is a good match for you, Sakura, I'm sure he'll be able to help with that growing temper of yours! Your babies are going to be so cute! But goodness will that red Sharingan clash with your pink hair. Has Sasuke expressed concerns about your hair color? Have you decided on your guest-list? Everybody in the Fire Country is going to want to attend this wedding-'"
"I think I get it." Shizune interjected quickly. "You're probably just stressed, Sakura, and that's why you're throwing up and your body is aching and you're not sleeping well. You have to plan a pretty big wedding and being the Matriarch of the Uchiha Clan is a big deal."
Sakura's forehead hit her desk with a very loud KUTHUNK.
Shizune sighed. "I'm not making you feel better, am I?"
Sakura didn't comment.
Tenderly, Shizune reached out to pat Sakura on the shoulder. "In case it isn't anxiety, nobody is going to disown you for consummating your marriage a little early. Sex isn't synonymous with marriage amongst shinobi-"
The pink-haired kunoichi immediately stiffened. When she sat up, her glare was icy cold.
Shizune immediately started to slowly (never make sudden movements around a Tsunade, whether it be the original or the copy) back away. "I was just pointing out that your symptoms do match and that-"
"I'm not pregnant!" Sakura snarled.
And with that, Sakura decided she was, indeed, going home for the rest of the day.
It wasn't until Sakura was out in the streets of Konoha, surrounded by the bustling of afternoon traffic, when her mind actually began to process what Shizune was saying. Only now was she allowing her mind to begin thinking about what Sakura had been purposefully not thinking about since she had first started having nausea from early morning risings until about noon every day for the last week. The cravings were a little weird as well; Sakura generally knew her body well enough to know exactly why she was craving certain foods (bananas were potassium and red meat meant iron or veggies could be fiber or different vitamins and carbohydrates meant sugar and dairy meant calcium, etcetera etcetera). But she had had that sudden increased desire for dango in particular, not just any kind of sweet, and it was specifically chicken ramen with extra egg and double veggies--
Speaking of ramen.
Sakura found herself already having sat down in a seat at Ichiraku Ramen.
"Sakura!" Naruto managed to greet her, somehow, through a mouth in the process of slurping ramen.
"The same as last night, Sakura?" Ayame asked.
Sakura nodded.
Naruto finished his mouthful of noodles and grinned happily at her. "You get off early?"
"Yeah." Sakura replied wearily. "I'm still feeling under the weather."
"Nothing a bowl of ramen won't fix!"
Sakura couldn't help the smile that spread across her face at the sight of the bowl set in front of her. "Thank you for the food!" She exclaimed before digging in.
"Ne, Sakura?"
"Yes, Naruto?" Sakura said. Her eyes were currently closed in bliss, better to savor her food with.
"Don't hit me for this, but are your boobs bigger?"
THWACK.
"Sakura! Why?!"
0o0
The page before him was blank.
It was going to be a lot harder to write this book than Kakashi had originally thought.
0o0
Sakura found herself missing Kakashi at the oddest times.
It was hard to stop her gaze looking for him in the crowds. Kakashi casually strolling with one of his smutty novels held up to his face had once been a common sight.
Sakura's eyes always wandered to every bench or tree limb to see if her sensei was catching a nap as he lazily lounged with a book sprawled across his face.
Or Sakura would find herself waking up in the middle of the night, some odd noise waking her, and she would immediately look towards her window and the fire escape to see if Kakashi was there hoping to be patched up by his "favorite student" instead of being forced into the hospital.
Then there were the moments when Sakura would wistfully remember the last night they had spent in each other's company and her heart would ache at the sheer amount of desire Sakura experienced.
Despite the hurt and sadness and tinge of anger, Sakura's rational brain agreed that Kakashi had had to go. She knew he had been picked as the Sixth Hokage, and that he didn't feel he was ready. It was better in the long run for him to spend a couple of years outside of the village before being strapped to a desk. Though it was hard to imagine Kakashi not delegating the vast majority of his work to an assortment of lackies. Poor Kotetsu and Izumo would be even busier than they were with Tsunade.
Better for Kakashi, yes.
But maybe not better for her.
0o0
Kakashi eyed the glass before him, staring intently, daring the warmed sake inside said glass to give up.
"Kakashi Hatake, the Copy Ninja, user of one-thousand jutsus and one original, owner of the Mangekyo Sharingan, does not lose!" He shouted to the crowd.
The crowd cheered.
"And I, Might Guy, Green Beast of Konoha and eternal rival to Kakashi Hatake, never gives up!"
They both downed the glasses in front of them.
Guy, who had very coincidentally run into Kakashi in a border hot spring town to Fire Country, wobbled precariously from his seated position.
"How do you drink that without anybody seeing your face?" Guy questioned with squinted eyes.
Kakashi squinted back with his single eye. "I'm too drunk right now to remember."
Guy nodded. His entire body had begun to sway dangerously and he looked as if--
Kakashi blinked.
Guy had definitely fallen off his seat and was dozing rather peacefully on the tavern floor.
With all the self control Kakashi could muster, he stood up, refusing to tremble or sway, removed several bills from his pocket to place on the table, and carefully and steadily walked away.
He hoped Guy enjoyed walking back to Konoha on his hands.
On Kakashi's way out the door, he loped his arm across the shoulders of another man and dragged him away.
Trying to make sure nobody was paying attention, Kakashi fervently gazed around. He wouldn't throw up. He wouldn't throw up.
"What do you have for me?" Kakashi asked.
"Things are quiet." The man muttered grumpily. "Too quiet. Someone saying Stone is getting a new Hokage with an interesting take on things, but nobody's spilling their beans."
"Hmm, Earth Country, huh..." Kakashi mused. "Know anybody who might know more?"
"Best chances are going to be Sound. Everything has been passing through there since declaring itself Shinobi free."
Kakashi clapped the man on the back, possibly too exuberantly, and exited the bar. Konoha's Green Beast was still snoring on the floor.
Upon returning to the room he had rented in the quant hot-spring inn, Kakashi sunk to the floor upon the soft comforter that he had left there that morning. The night had been good, Kakashi had gotten some inspiration for some scenes in his book, he was due to meet another informant tomorrow, and he was exactly one week late past the due date for his second report back to Konoha.
Yes, life was good.
The warm sake in Kakashi brought back memories of Sakura, more specifically a certain last night in Leaf.
He wondered what Sakura was doing now. He had only been gone a little under two months. Was she officially engaged? Had she achieved another medical marvel? She had just reached jounin a few months ago, maybe she was considering (code for being forced into) taking a genin team. Aside from Sakura's low threshold for stupidity, Kakashi had always known Sakura would be fantastic with children. She could teach a genin group a thing or two.
Had she forgiven him?
And Kakashi would continue to pretend he didn't miss her.
0o0
Sakura stared at the ring on her finger.
It was really quite beautiful; it was beautiful because it was simple.
Sakura remembered dreaming as a little girl of having a really rare rock embedded in a ring that had been found by her shinobi husband-to-be (just like her mother's ring) and had always imagined it would be tacky and over-hyped. Sasuke had picked well, though, choosing a ring that would suit who Sakura was now, a practical but kick-ass medical kunoichi who could heal anything short of death itself.
It was the perfect ring.
But...
Slowly, Sakura slid the ring off of her finger.
Inside, Sakura knew this was the right choice. She knew that she wasn't that little girl anymore, the one who had chased after Sasuke relentlessly and who would have done anything and everything for him. She wasn't quite capable of loving him completely unconditionally anymore. She wasn't entirely sure if she trusted him enough not to leave her on a park bench again.
She still loved him.
But she didn't love him enough to do this to herself.
Her heart was being torn in two.
On one hand, Sakura had the relationship that she had told herself she wanted since she was eight-years-old. And on the other hand, Sakura had her night with Kakashi, an experience she was having a very difficult time not comparing Sasuke to.
A comparison that was severely...lacking...where the dark-haired Uchiha was concerned...
Seeing what she was doing, Sasuke sighed and reached out his hand, palm up. Sakura dropped the ring into his hand and tenderly folded his fingers over it.
"I should have guessed." Sasuke said stoically. "I knew something has been off with you since Kakashi left."
Sakura gulped nervously, attempting to avoid eye contact. She didn't want to admit to what Sasuke was vaguely referring to. "I'm sorry, Sasuke. It might have worked under different circumstances."
Sasuke eyed her suspiciously for a moment. "What happened on Kakashi's last night in Konoha?"
Sakura merely shook her head. They were not going to discuss this. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't have anything to do with this. The truth is that I realized that you're not what I want anymore. I've allowed myself to be focused on you for too long, allowed my gaze to grow narrow. I realized that there's a lot more out there and that...I'm not blinded by love anymore."
Sasuke replied with a "Hn."
"I promise I won't make this awkward."
And hopefully all of the anxiety Sakura had been feeling since putting that ring on her finger, all of the second guesses and the doubts and the questioning herself and the soul searching, would go away. She was looking forward to keeping food down again.
0o0
Kakashi stared at the bath house.
"I've only come close to dying twice in my life."
A mental image of Sakura heinously punching him in the gut and her fist going right through him.
A shudder.
"It's probably best if I don't copy everything Jiraiya did."
0o0
Sakura's eyes moved over to the pregnancy test waiting on the counter next to the bathroom sink. If she had timed it right, it had been exactly three minutes. When she picked it up, it would tell her what all of her friends had been guessing at for the last couple weeks (and what Sakura had resolutely refused to even consider, at all, for even a single second).
"Deep breaths, Sakura, deep breaths." She said to herself.
And she picked up the test.
0o0
Kakashi Hatake sneezed.
Violently.
His entire manuscript went flying out the window.
0o0
"I'm pregnant."
Naruto instantly dropped his ramen.
Hurriedly, Naruto looked back on his entire life in an effort to make sure it was not his. Had he ever done anything that could possibly somehow maybe produce a baby, particularly with Sakura?
THWAP!
"Sakura! What was that for!?"
Sakura sighed in exasperation. "Idiot! You and I have never had sex!"
"Okay...Is it Sasuke's?" Naruto physically blanched at his best-friend's name.
"No..."
"Oh..." Naruto paused in confusion. Sakura could see the cogs of his brain whirring inside of his head, trying to figure out what it all meant and possibly even the meaning of the universe. And then it was gone with a shrug of Naruto's shoulders and a happily blissful expression. "Great! Then I don't want to know who's it is and I want a new bowl of ramen! And I will not be changing dirty diapers!"
0o0
"Come on, Sakura! Tell me, tell me!"
Sakura looked over at Ino from over her very cool and refreshing tea, one eyebrow raised.
"If I tell you, Pig, then all of Konoha will know in exactly twelve hours and fifteen minutes. Except for Naruto. He really insists on not ever finding out, ever."
Ino dejectedly sighed. "That means its not Naruto's. And you wouldn't have broken things off with Sasuke if it was his..." Ino suddenly visibly brightened. "Rock Lee! It has to be his!"
Sakura gave Ino the I-know-exactly-what-you're-doing look.
Ino's face quickly adopted a pouting expression. "Please?"
Sakura shook her head, not able to resist the small smile. She couldn't help taking some small delight in Ino's suffering in not knowing something.
"I have ways of making you talk, Forehead! I will find out before that baby is born exactly which hunky shinobi you scored big with."
"I don't think so, Pig."
They'd already had this exact conversation fifteen times. Sakura casually wondered how many more times it would happen before her best-friend got the hint.
"Just wait, it won't be long before there's a bet on your baby's paternity just like there's one on what Kakashi looks like under his mask."
Sakura tried not to blush. She really needed to get out of that last pool, what with the fact that she actually knew what the notorious copy-ninja looked like under the mask.
If Sakura was lucky, her baby would get pink hair and green eyes and she'd never have to admit that it was anything other than divine insemination.
0o0
It was beautiful.
Bright purple cover, the adult-only symbol on its back, the humanoid figure on the front.
Yes, Kakashi agreed, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen!
"Icha Icha Wanderings is finally here!"
It had taken seven long months of writing and another month to clear it through a publisher, but Kakashi's masterpiece was finally being recognized.
Kakashi very carefully placed the book, the advanced readers copy, into a padded envelope before writing Sakura's name in his chicken-scratch writing. He would drop it with his next report and Tsunade would be sure to get it to her prized apprentice.
He was looking forward to the bruise she would leave when Sakura greeted him with a punch the next they met for sending such a horrible porn-filled novel to her.
0o0
Sakura wanted to break down into sobs, go on a ferocious anger-filled rampage, and lie in bed wistfully, all at the same time.
"I mean it, Sakura." Tsunade somehow managed to sound gleeful and stern at the same time. "You're confined to bed rest until your due date."
Naruto patted Sakura's shoulder awkwardly. "Grandma Tsunade already made me promise to not leave your side." He said, gulping at Tsunade's look of there-will-be-consequences-for-disobeying.
The tears were threatening to spill.
A part of Sakura wanted to blame hormones, but she was willing to admit (only to herself, to Inner Sakura) that the frustration was probably due to all of the feelings she had been bottling up since seeing that positive pregnancy test.
So help her kami, Sakura was going to be giving Kakashi the beat-down and lecture of a life time.
...after she kissed the breath out of him first.
All of her emotions felt so muddled and confused. She wanted to kill the Copy-Ninja and make love to him at the same time. She wanted to berate him for being so stupid and apologize to him for her being stupid. She wanted to hate him for leaving and be grateful that he left.
And then there was the bed rest.
"Lady Tsunade-" Sakura tried to protest.
"No negotiations on this one, Sakura." Tsunade cut her off with an air of finality. Then her features softened. "This is for your good and your baby's good, and for my good too."
Sakura narrowed her eyes at her teacher. "You're in the pool, aren't you."
Tsunade didn't even try to pretend otherwise. "Of course I am! And I know this little baby," Tsunade rubbed Sakura's swollen stomach affectionately, "will bring me a large and vast fortune!"
Naruto awkwardly laughed next to Sakura.
Sakura could only sigh. "I know you're in the bet too, Naruto."
"Hey, don't look at me like that, Gemma made me put some money down!"
Sakura snorted. "Yeah, right. He 'made you' do it."
"That man doesn't know when to quit! He wouldn't leave me alone until I put a few bucks down. Blame Grandma Tsunade for starting it!"
Oh, no worries there, Naruto! Inner Sakura screamed. We know exactly who to blame!
"I'm telling you," Tsunade said cheerfully, "I know I'm going to win! I know things nobody else does!"
"Cheater..." Naruto and Sakura both grumbled at the same time.
"Oh, that reminds me!" Tsunade quickly rummaged around in her bag before pulling out an envelope. "This came for you today." She tossed it at Sakura.
Sakura looked down at it suspiciously.
She would recognize Kakashi's handwriting anywhere.
"Back to being Hokage for me." Tsunade said, not even the prospect of work getting her down in the face of the parentage bet. "Call me if you suspect even the smallest thing is wrong, Naruto."
Naruto nodded.
Sakura wasn't paying attention to her teacher's exit, though, but instead to the little purple novel that had come out of the envelope.
"He didn't..." Sakura said quietly, turning the book this way and that.
"Who didn't do what, Sakura?" Naruto asked.
"I'm gonna kill him. No, first I'm going to tear him apart limb for limb, then force feed him the most painful poison I can make and-" Sakura cut herself off, however, when she noticed the words written on the inside of the front cover.
*To my favorite student, a muse as beautiful as a cherry-blossom, as tender and gentle as a kiss, but as strong and cruel as a shuriken to the heart.*
She wasn't going to cry, she wasn't going to cry...
"Ne, ne, Sakura! No, wait, Grandma, Sakura is crying for no reason! WHAT DO I DO?"
0o0
Kakashi had been fishing.
Fishing in a boat off of the coast of Water Country.
It was a fine day, the sun was shining, and there was a nice refreshing breeze blowing from the north, making it the perfect day to disguise himself as a fisherman and catch a few fish and lots of gossip.
But before Kakashi could listen to any of the good gossip that didn't have to do with the big royal wedding happening in the Mist, something had snagged his wire line and refused to let go.
Kakashi had felt like a character out of the novel as the aquatic creature he had managed to snag dragged the boat for two days and two nights. Kakashi admitted he should probably let go, but every time he thought about doing so, the curiosity to know what was on his line was too great.
He was off the coast of the Land of the Moon when the great beast finally tuckered itself out and allowed Kakashi to drag it into the boat.
And what a beauty it was.
Kakashi rubbed the back of his neck in an embarrassed way and crinkled his good eye in a smile at his prize. "How unexpected." He chuckled to himself.
Kakashi had managed to catch one of the deep sea dragons (named after the gem-like scales that covered its body). Serpentine, with a frill that resembled a western-land styled crown and six inch needle sharp teeth. The one he caught was the most vibrant shade of red in existence. Selling even half the scales would net enough for a person to live comfortably for ten years. In the hands of a cheapskate like Kakashi, it could last a lifetime.
Kakashi looked up to see the inner curve of the Land of the Moon on the horizon. How very fortuitous it all seemed. This little sea dragon and off the coast of one of the wealthiest islands.
"Kakashi-sensei, are you alright?" Sakura asked, bending over to take a look at him.
Kakashi raised a hand feebly in response from his face down position on the concrete. "Oh sure, I just went a little overboard. Nothing some rest and recuperation won't cure."
Sakura jumped up with a loud whoop. "Score! Duty-paid vacation time!"
Ahh, the days when Sakura had still relied somewhat on Kakashi's protection. The two of them had worked well on that mission, especially when they were working together to keep their blonde teammate from killing the child they were protecting.
Nostalgia gripped his heart for cute little twelve years-old Sakura, a time before Kakashi had noticed her as a woman. She had been such a faithful little pupil.
"I am sure there's plenty of things to inspire another novel while I take a vacation." Kakashi said to himself as he made preparations to head to the island. "My latest report is only past due by a week and a half."
Kakashi wondered how Sakura was enjoying the novel he had sent her.
0o0
"Naruto! NARUTO!"
CRASH. THUD. "Ow..." More moving around, more thumps.
Sakura assumed this was all a part of Naruto trying to get up from her couch.
Bed-raggled and panicked, Naruto burst into the room. "Is the baby coming?!"
From her spot in the middle of the bed, a bright purple book sitting closed in her lap (the spine clearly worn though it had only been in Sakura's possession for a week), Sakura looked at her teammate as if he was crazy. "Naruto, I'm not due for another two weeks...idiot..."
Naruto's expression quickly turned into one of absolute relief. "Whoo, that's good, I'm going back to bed-"
"I need a favor." Sakura quickly interjected.
Still trying to blink sleep out of his eyes, Naruto looked at her dully. "Sakura, it's like three-"
"Four."
"-in the morning, can't it wait until a decent time?"
"I can't sleep."
Naruto truly looked torn between relenting to whatever Sakura was going to request (probably another really weird mash up of foods) and going back to the comfortable nest of blankets he had transformed Sakura's couch into.
"I don't want food." Sakura said, already guessing at his thoughts.
"Foot massage?"
"No."
"You're not going to ask me to sneak into your office for paperwork again, are you? Tsunade beat me up really bad last time."
"No, I learned my lesson the first time."
Naruto visibly deflated with a sigh, clearly relenting.
"I need you to steal all of the Icha Icha novels from Kakashi's apartment for me."
Silence.
Cricket chirp.
"Ehh?"
Sakura nodded matter-of-factly, as if she hadn't just asked her best guy friend to go and get a stack of adult-only essentially-pornographic novels.
0o0
The waves crested along the shore. The sun caused the miniscule grains of sand to glitter in its light. People frolicked and played. Everything was happy.
Kakashi had this very strange feeling that he wanted to punch Naruto.
0o0
Sakura only had eyes for her baby.
He felt so small and tiny in her arms. The emotions coursing through Sakura ranged from sheer joy, exhaustion, despondence, and protectiveness.
Her son.
Sakura didn't know how she had lived life without him before that very moment.
"I knew it!" Tsunade pumped her fist in her hair (this was her first gambling win in some time). "All of Konoha owes me money now!"
But Sakura wasn't listening.
Her baby boy had primarily distinctly Haruno features, including a green right eye. His hair, however, was silver and wispy and his left eye spun with a single black tomoe, distinct against the red.
"I'm going to kill him!" Naruto screamed in sudden rage. "How dare he get my Sakura pregnant!"
"Shut up, Naruto." Sakura said quietly.
"But-but-but-"
Sakura couldn't take her eyes off the baby in her arms.
Naruto made an undignified "harumph" before muttering "I'm still going to kill him..."
Sakura tenderly brushed her finger against her baby's cheek, smiling at the different expressions that crossed the little one's face. He was the most amazing thing Sakura had ever seen. She almost couldn't believe that it was her and Kakashi who had produced him.
"Ne, Grandma Tsunade?"
It was a testament to how happy Tsunade was that she didn't slap the young man for calling her grandma. Or maybe she finally felt like she had earned that title (she had already informed Sakura that she would be spoiling the young ninja-to-be rotten).
"What, Naruto?" The Hokage sighed in resignation.
"Why does it have the Sharingan?"
Sakura actually looked up at Naruto's question. She had been asking herself the same inquiry.
"Hatake Clan." Tsunade replied. "It's not a well known fact, but they have what's considered to be 'adaptive chakra'. The Hatake chakra has been known to rewrite DNA so that the Hatake's body doesn't reject. It makes things like blood transfusions and organ transfers easy for both to and from. I don't know if it's ever been tested with blood limits before now. There wasn't anything in the books I went searching through, mainly hypotheses, conjectures, and an annoying amount of guess-work. But it had seemed mostly sound."
"Hear that, spawnling?" Naruto leant over Sakura's shoulder to eye the baby dubiously. "You're super special awesome special."
Sakura laughed softly as she shifted her attention back to her baby. "He is very special indeed."
"Wait a second..." Naruto protested. His thinking face was being directed at Tsunade. "How did you know who the dad was?"
"Naruto's right." Sakura stated, giving her mentor a look. "Nobody knew about me and Kakashi."
"You and Kakashi?!" Naruto screeched. "Were you two in a relationship?! Why didn't somebody tell me?! Sakura!!"
"One-night stand." Tsunade corrected him. The smile on her face was both wise and mischievous. "And I just know things."
Naruto crossed his arms to pout. "I'm still going to kill him!"
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! Please leave a review, I appreciate any and all feedback, whether praise or criticism! Also, even though I've read over this five times, I'm sure there's still an error. If you spot one, please point it out!Thank you to everybody who did leave a review. I have to admit, though, it was the guest flamer who brought a good long laugh from me! (Though, by definition, I'm technically a slut, not a virgin, but the rest of the insult was pretty spot on!)One more chapter of this, which I aim to post Friday! It's mostly complete, I want to write one more small scene for it. Now I have to decide what I'm going to write to keep me busy until NaNoWriMo... ItaSaku, GaaSaku, or AU KakaSaku...choices choices choices...