Title: Accidents Do Happen

Author: Nyaaan

Pairing: Itachi/Sakura/LovePolygons

Genres: Romance/Comedy/Family/Lemon-ish?/SliceofLife

Note: Here's the chapter two! Oh yeah! Enjoy reading people. Just let me know what I have to do to improve my writing. Have a wonderful day. Keep smiling.

Warning: It gets a tinnie tiny bit lime-ish here but nothing explicit.


Chapter Two: What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

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After a week:

Sakura is on her way to meet the man.

Not just any man but the man, the soon to be father of her baby. Ino sent her an envelope with a dozen of picture in it. She'll just have to choose one to be the sperm donor. It actually scares her now that the moment is finally here.

Sakura is wearing a lacey white dress with a V-neck that's not so revealing and not so saint-like either. Face powder and lip-gloss are the only cosmetic she's wearing and her long pink tresses are splayed behind her back. She usually ties it up on a ponytail but tonight will be an exception.

Since letting her hair down makes her feel less vulnerable…

'Stop!'

Why would she bother to look stunning anyway? They'll only conduct the said 'activity' under the dim-light or if she's not gutsy enough, they'll do it in the dark.

From the pictures, she picked the blonde-haired guy with a sheepish smile. He sort of reminds her of a certain blonde idiot that is close to her heart.

Uzumaki Naruto.

Not like she has a thing for Naruto but because something familiar would help disperse the rigidity of the situation.

He looks cute and she likes cute things ... since she feels intimidated by those sexy-as-hell-types, that blonde-dude will do.

She uttered a silent prayer to God that no one will ever find out about this.

Mission accomplish = No more nightmares.

When that nightmare did starts haunting her?

Ah.

Yep, it happened on one of that gathering.


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Flashback:

Every last Saturday of the month the lawyers from Emperor's Firm gathers at Club Kunoichi.

Tonight, all the guys (except Shikamaru because Ino was busy) had a date.

And Sakura as the lone female is alone.

Even the Elite of the Emperor's Firm were there on that rare occasion to celebrate the case they won against a big company. It seems they're up against a big cosmetic company who's actually a drug dealer. Well, it's the firm's job to expose such dirty methods of business.

Sakura is just standing in the corner clutching the black briefcase close to her chest feeling completely out of the picture. It seems everyone noticed her entrance since she's late.

'Awkward.'

She scans the room for a seat; she wants to find a place a bit far from them when the Nara spoke.

"Sakura? You're all alone? You can sit beside me. I don't mind." The Nara-genius said while patting the seat next to him.

Shikamaru is one of the close friends she has on the firm. Maybe it's the fact that she's Ino's best friend that Shikamaru thinks he's compelled to be responsible for whatever might happen to her.

Sakura likes him …

Except when he's being insensitive … like tonight.

She's alone, so what? It doesn't bother her one bit.

All eyes are on her making Sakura fidget on her seat.

Okay.

Now it bothers her.

Sai then clears his throat. "When was the last time you're with a date Sakura? You're looking like a hag being all serious and gloomy. How old are you now? Thirty?"

Even Neji who's supposed to be silent smirks … not a playful smirk but a degrading one.

TenTen on the other hand give Sakura an apologetic smile and a whack on Neji's head. The annoyed Hyuuga just rub his head.

'Back at ya, Hyuuga.'

Not to look pathetic, Sakura decides to laugh it off drinking a few more glass of vodka like its water. Her taste buds mellow with age, vodka doesn't taste that bad anymore. Sakura is on her tenth glass when she heard a loud snicker from the table next to them.

The happy atmosphere died for a while as all the attention shifted to the table next to them. It's the table where their seniors, the elites are seated.

The Akatsuki…

They have four members on their team:

Deidara Ame, Hoshigaki Kisame, Sasori no Akasuna, and Itachi Uchiha.

A group with different personalities but they complement each other well. Sakura just wish that their team is like that too. As the elites of the Emperor's Firm she hardly ever sees them but how Sakura idolize them.

She worships the ground they walk on, and she's pretty sure the rest of her team feels the same.

There's not a case they can't handle.

So dazzling…

Sakura mentally wipes her drool.

"You shouldn't bully a lady like that." The one with a long-blonde hair said while poking the cherry from his drink. He seems interested with his cherry than talking to them.

"We're just playing around Deidara-san." Sai retorts.

Sasuke just 'hn-ed' from his seat.

"You do know it's insulting, right?" Deidara said, still not looking at them.

The lively atmosphere is becoming stiff as time passes by. Shikamaru's brows are creased now.

"Troublesome." Shikamaru blurts out.

Sakura has to do something because it's partially her fault that the night's atmosphere is spoilt … she's about to speak when a loud scream from somewhere slice the thick awkwardness in the air.

Deidara blinked owlishly looking at their direction for the first time.

And the rest seems intrigued.

It's Sakura's ringtone.

She let out a nervous laugh, whispered an apology then clicks the 'answer' button.

It's from Ino.

A terrific idea made its way on Sakura's brain.

"Uh, dear?"

All attention is on Sakura now, even the Akatsuki are all-ears trying to pick up some tidbits of her fake conversation.

"It's okay. I know you're busy. I understand." She stares at Sai with her victorious grin, flipping her hair on the process. "Yes, uh-huh. Thanks for the present; I'll spend the night there. Okay, see you later. Love ya." She ended her the call with a love-struck sigh.

Sasuke and Sai eyed her suspiciously, as the awkward air dissipates.

Shikaru seems to believe that act and is currently giving her a disapproving stare. He sure loves to play the big brother at times. She really has to remind him he's just older by a few months.

'If law is not for me, an acting career might work.' Sakura wants to laugh like a demented witch.

"Sorry about that, he wants me to go home now. Do you mind?"

The men shook their heads still not uttering a word.

Shikamaru is the first one to recover, helping her collect her things. Sakura smiled at the guys and their dates as sweetly and full of fakery as well.

'Shannaro! Take that everyone. Who's a hag now?' insert victory pose.

Sakura pass by the table of Akatsuki. She lower her head to bow at them when her vision suddenly became blurry and her body turn out to be unsteady threatening to sway and make her fall face-first on the floor.

'Too much vodka …'

Instead of the hard floor, her upper body collides with the warm broad chest of a certain someone.

His left arm is snaked around her slim hips to keep her steady.

The aromatic scent coming from his suit filled her nostrils... the scent of a man.

She leans in closer…savoring the feeling of being hugged. She feels small and protected. It's not that bad huh? Her hand unconsciously tightens around his hips-

'I can do this all day.'

A pair of inky black eyes meets her sea-foam green ones.

'Wait.'

Uchiha Itachi?

As if burned she pushes him away out of reflex.

'Inner screams.'

Did she just hug Uchiha Itachi?!

If Neji is an ice cube, and Sasuke is the block of ice… what's in front of her is an iceberg.

Probably the iceberg that sunk Titanic…

She muttered a soft apology then run off to God knows where, her heart is still beating super-fast that she has to sit on the nearest bench.

Her cheeks flaming red.

'Hormones.'

Sakura starts fanning her face with her hand. She really needs a man.

End of Flashback


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Sakura dial Ino's number.

"Forehead, are you ready? -coughs- Sorry I can't go with you tonight. Shikamaru won't allow me. No worries, I told him we're supposed to go shopping." Ino's voice is weird since she caught a cold.

That's to be expected, Shikamaru is your typical overprotective guy. He may not look like it but he is.

"It's okay Ino-pig. I'll be fine. Get well soon hm? I'm on my way to the hotel now. It's near the Club Kunoichi right?"

"Yeah, listen. Are you really sure about this? You can still decline you know."

Sakura's chest suddenly feels tight. "I'll be fine, Ino. You know me. My mind is all set on this." Sakura smiled.

Is she smiling to reassure her worried friend or to reassure her doubtful self?

"But you know it might not happen by doing it just once, right? It might take numerous tries."

Sakura looks around for some people that might be eavesdropping. "I went to see a doctor this morning; she confirmed that this is the prime time to do it. I'm very much fertile." The last sentence came out as a whisper.

Ino sighed and Sakura is quite sure she heard Ino-pig sniffles. "If it's a boy, he'll be the bff of my son okay? And allow him to court her if it's a girl"

Sakura laughs while wiping a stray tear from her eyes. "Stupid Ino-pig."

"Just claim the room key from the hotel clerk named Ayame. Don't worry, she can be trusted. I wish you luck, Sakura." Sakura then pressed the end button.

"Hotel Himitsu. It's here."

It's a very impressive hotel.

What do you expect from a 5-star hotel anyway? There hotel lobby is crowded. It's weekend and it's near the renowned club so that's to be expected. Youngsters these days, Sakura just shakes her head. While a teen, she's all books and no play that's probably why she became a boring individual.

Sakura buried her face under her scarf and slowly approach the hotel clerk.

"Good evening. I'm Ayame, how may I help you ma'am?" The hotel clerk is probably the same age as Sakura , she has a long brown hair and a pretty face. Sakura's eyes journeyed down to Ayame's melon-like chest.

'Life is unfair.'

"I-I'm Sakura. Haruno Sakura. Ino Yamanaka got me a reservation."

Really? She's stuttering like Hinata now.

Ayame's face brighten, she then excuse herself for a moment then back with her is the room key Sakura guessed is the room key for her. She hands it to her with a warm smile.

"Have a wonderful night."

Sakura just replied with an awkward nod and proceed to walk to the elevator.

This is the moment.

It's as if there are a hundred bugs squirming in her tummy. She shouldn't be so stiff, she should act calm. Receiving death threats because of troublesome cases and clients are much scarier than this.

The room key jingles …

'Room 609, sixth floor huh? I'll be fine. It'll hurt a bit but it'll be all worth it. I practiced moaning too so I'm pretty sure my performance won't be that bad. She's an alpha-female, maybe she'll try the woman on to-'

Sakura shudders.

Where did all her grace and poise go? She's a lawyer and she's thinking like a pervert… time to reorient her brain.

"TORT, Contracts, Land Property, Equity, Union Law, Human Rights …" she starts mumbling these like a mantra to purify her tainted mind.

The people from the elevator just stare at her like she's an alien or something.


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Sakura glowered at the door with a number 609 then back at the room key that she's holding. If it's possible, her heart might burst from too much tension.

She's at the right place, standing at the right door, and the right man will be here a minute from now.

All is well and it WILL end well.

What could possibly go wrong?

Her hands are shaking.

'Shit. I need to calm down.'

After a few seconds of gawking and walking around, she finally summoned her strength to face the situation and then finally inserts the key to the keyhole, when the door creaked open.

'He's here

Already?

What about the ladies first policy.' Sakura's fingers are ice cold. She's scared, her mind is blank but her body is moving to enter the room. She's like a zombie looking for brains.

The moment her body entered the room darkness is the first thing to greet her.

She shudders when the cold air from the air-conditioning touches her sensitive skin. She blinked when her eyes has finally got accustomed to the darkness. The room is spacious and probably classy. The city lights outside the hotel are the only source of illumination so she can't picture out much.

Sakura edge closer to what she thinks is the bed.

A silhouette …

The silhouette looks majestic with the faint light bathing his bare torso. The room is still dim enough to conceal his other features though and that includes his face.

Sakura took a brave step forward when …

A bump on the carpet trips her.

A loud 'oomph' followed by a loud groan escape Sakura's mouth.

'How embarrassing can this get? Thank God for the darkness or my dignity would've been scattered on the ground by now.'

"You're here."

The silhouette said in a rich, deep voice.

Her ovary trembled.

Somehow, his voice doesn't suit his face. It's not like what she pictured out but who cares. She's going to get laid tonight and it'll be awesome.

"Let's get this over with." is Sakura's short reply.

Her hands are shaking as she slowly unbuttons her coat. She can do it. It'll be over before she knows it. She'll get on that bed, get what she wanted then live a happy life like nothing happened. Yep, it's that easy, it's not rocket science.

She took a deep breath as she eradicates her last piece of clothing. She's on her baby suit having an internal battle whether she'll start the activity … or not.

'Alpha female… brave, strong, seductive…'

She's really scared.

Scared might be an understatement.

What if she'll regret this? Her parents might rise from the dead if they know what their daughter is up to.

With her heart thumping like a stampeding hippos, her fingertips finally to touch his bare shoulder.

For a millisecond, she thought she felt a rush of electricity on her palm down to her spine.

She got goosebumps!

Feeling shy about her bareness she pulled the blanket from the bed to cover herself. The soft fabric feels good on her skin.

The silhouette is just sitting still on the bed but he's reaching out his hand.

'What? He expects me to initiate it first?' Sakura tilts her head as his dark chuckle echoed in the room.

'I'll take that as a yes.'

Sakura awkwardly hugs him with her body straddling him, her forehead resting on his shoulder blades.

'It's warm.' and his heartbeat is calming.

Maybe it's okay to forget that mission for a while and let the woman in her be satisfied. For now, she's an attractive woman with a man. Tonight, she wants to be loved even if it's just a union of body but not of emotions. That clawing emptiness in her heart screams for comfort.

She hugged him tighter, with her chin resting on his shoulder.

She can feel the man stiffen from the hug. Sakura then whispers these words …

"Just do what you want."


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Okay.

Itachi thinks it's weird.

He met this woman at Club Kunoichi. She's a voluptuous, pretty red-head and if those seductive stares are right…she wants the some fun.

…Fun that only he can provide.

He'll be damned if he let this willing prey to escape. He needs to loosen up; he's not that desperate for a woman's touch after all, women can be annoying but tonight, maybe he doesn't mind.

Itachi inwardly smirked devilishly.

This woman is like him, she only wants to have fun and fun will she get.

He's all ready for the woman's surprise. Will she be the S&M type? He's against it since the alpha in him seems to disagree plus it's against the law. The moment the woman entered the room, Itachi's been watching her.

He inwardly smirks as he observes her body language.

She seems, unsure … innocent.

'Is she playing shy now?'

Everything is going well since she starts stripping, he squint his eyes to get a glimpse of her face but it's too dark. Her silhouette got a nice figure though.

But what's really odd is that hug.

It's way too solemn that he stiffens and he finally turned to stone when she whispered those words. Her voice has uncertainty and fear evident in it. This woman is intriguing.

The woman seems to be deep in thoughts...

Itachi decides to break the silence.

"Well?"

Confusion seems to settles over her feature as her reply is, "Well what?"

"Did you have a nice trip?" Itachi smirks. "You were miles away."

He heard her gasp.

"Sorry? What we're you saying?"

'Mhm. Definitely interesting.'

"What's your name?" he manages to ask.

"You don't have to know, just -" is the woman's reply.

"Just what?" if that's what she's playing then the game is on.

The blanket she's wearing slipped from her shoulder exposing her breast and now it's pressed against his chest.

'Did it shrink? It seems smaller than before.'

"I want you." She whispered.

That settles it.

With a swift move he grabbed the blanket away from her, crouching down as he tries to catch a glimpse of her face. His penetrating eyes lock onto hers and he cocks his head to the side trying to find out if she's really the girl she met on the club or this woman got an alter-ego or something. All he saw is that long hair splayed like a halo on the white bed sheet.

He almost cursed; he can't see much in the dark.

"I want to see you."

Itachi is about to get up when her small hand stops him. Itachi stares at her figure as she shook her head.

"What kind of games are you playing, young lady?" he asked with a slight annoyance lingering in his voice. His faces nearing hers as his hands are locked tighter around her wrists.

"Games you say?" he can picture her smirking. "Just hurry up and do what you have to do."

"So that means … you want to have sex till morning?" he asked, while leaving nipping little marks on her throat and boy, did she just giggle?

Someone is being ticklish.

She's wriggling too much that he needs to trap her in his arms. Itachi moves his arm to her hips to steady her. God, she seems so small under him and she smelled so good like peaches and cream. Her hand touches his cheek then her thumb found his lips.

A soft kiss is planted on his slightly parted mouth.

Itachi was taken aback.

She just kissed him.

Itachi never do well with kisses.

It's an absolute no-no between screwing and it's one of the red alerts between one-night stands.

A woman tends to get the wrong idea when there's a kiss involve. It always ends with, 'Isn't it amazing?', 'We should do this more often.' or 'What do you think of me?' and how can he forget his personal favorite?

'I wonder what our babies would look like.'

It's annoying, commitments and family is the last thing he wants for now.

But with those sweet lips that are as good as her scent … again… he'll gladly make an exception.

He just found himself responding to the kiss.


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"You're a virgin?!" the man asked while Sakura tense beneath him.

Why is he so shock about that fact? She came here to finally let go of her V-card and he's stopping half-way?!

Nay. No. Nu-uh. Definitely not happening.

It took her a lot to be here and it will end because of the stupid V-card? Hell no!

"Go on." It came out as sort of a moan.

He runs his thumb across the edge of her breast.

"I wouldn't say it like that." his amused tone is evident. "Say please."

How can she say no to the owner of those piercing dark eyes?

Come fire or high waters! She'll have that baby!

'Shannaro!'


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Itachi stared at her eyes. At least he knows where her eyes are.

"Are you sure about this? It will hurt that's for sure." Itachi is hesitant whether to continue this or not. He had never had a virgin in his bed before but he knew it would hurt…

And he doesn't want to hurt her for the sake of his lust. He's not a heartless, screwing machine fueled by hormones. But it would be a pity to stop now.

He's aroused alright!

But he knows the law way too much and he'll probably get charge of rape for what he's doing. He doesn't want to hurt her but he has no intention of stopping this so soon.

"I can handle it. Trust me." At least she sound surer and rooted now.

She pulled his face close to her.

Bare skin against bare skin, she captured his lips for a hot passionate kiss.

"I'll take that as a yes."

A jolt of sexual electricity zipped through her body as he finally entered her.


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It's already two in the morning. Sakura is trying to regain her breathing.

It was good. Oh so good.

She'll never forget this night but everything has to end.

She slowly moves to stand up and gather her clothes. She has to leave immediately before he wakes up. It'll be awkward to stay on that bed when it's only for business.

"Where are you going?" a deep voice said softly, grabbing her hand.

"I have to go now." is Sakura's short reply. She tries to take a step forward but failed miserably.

Her legs are trembling and it seems his size made her so sore she can't even stand properly. Her legs finally betrayed her but before her butt hits the ground he swooped down to carry her back to their bed.

'Facepalms … that's supposed to be an epic exit!'

She's still sore and he wouldn't let her go.

Things are getting troublesome.

Being emotionally attach is the last thing she wants to happen but that can wait. She can't march around the city walking like a newborn horse.

"Guess I'll stay here for a while." She can picture him smiling in the dark.

She found herself underneath him; his long hair touched her cheek.

'Was his hair long?'

Before Sakura could think about the matter thoroughly both of them succumbed to the undeniable desire they have for each other.


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Sakura woke up with her skin basking on the soft sunlight.

'Hello Sunday, sorry but I want to sleep more.'

Sakura smiled sleepily hugging the pillow – the big-warm-thing-that-is-too-hard-to-be-a-pillow. Scanning the area, she found herself in an unknown territory.

Since when did her room have a fancy chandelier?

Sakura yawns while scratching her messy hair.

Smiling faintly, she remembered what happened last night. It was wonderful, and even though he's a pro he was gentle with her. Sakura remembered him cuddling her tightly and those sweet and dirty words he whispered last night.

Sakura cups her burning cheeks.

She feels like a naughty teenager.

It was all worth it.

She rolled to his side slowly, not wanting to wake him up. He must be tired from all that ... session.

She wants to see the face of her baby's father in person; he looks cute in the photos so she wonders what he looks like in person. This is the last time she'll see him anyway so might as well burn his face in her memories.

Just a peek.

'A sneak peek before I go. Tehee ~'

Nothing prepared her from what's coming though.

Instead of unruly blonde-hair, long sleek black-hair greeted her. The cheerful face that she's expecting is replaced by a sleeping dark prince, and that dark prince... mind you, is starting to look really familiar the more she stares at it.

She didn't know whether to scream or faint out of sheer terror and surprise. Maybe the Earth ending today is a wonderful thing.

Uchiha Itachi, with nothing but the black blanket to cover his nakedness is currently cuddling her.

Cuddling.

Her.

On the bed.

And his left hand is on her hips.

Uchiha Itachi...

She's sleeping on the same bed with Uchiha Itachi.

Sasuke's older brother, a senior from her work place. He just had a one-night-stand with Itachi Uchiha!

What's effin' wrong with you world?!

'Le flips the table.'

Aw shit, it really happened right?

Like, for real?

'Calm down my dear self, it'll be fine. Just look for a time machine and everything will be alright.'

And where the hell would she look for that thing?!

It's all a dream right? Pfft. Itachi would not become the father of her child, would he?

'Did he know it was me?'

She doubts it. It was too dark, and she didn't even fucking recognize him!

What could possibly go wrong?

This is all wrong.

Sakura is going crazy. If she gets pregnant this will be a big mess.

Sakura's eyes narrowed.

"Ino-pig."

She tried to move away from him but he only held her closer positioning his head between the valley of her breast. A man with a messy hair has never look this good.

Her ovary just exploded.

She stayed still for a while then carefully extracts herself away from the sleeping Uchiha. Once she's done, she gathered all of her clothes off the floor as fast and silent as she can, not minding if her coat is buttoned the wrong way and without her bra.

She can't find it anywhere.

She finally left the room with a WTF-just-happened-look-on-her-face. She's on her way to the fire exit door when a panting Ayame shouts and called her attention.

"Ma'am, I apologize. I think I gave you the wrong room key last night."

'Kill me now.'

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End of Chapter 2


A/N: I did edit some typos so I think it's much more pleasant to read now. Continue supporting my story. Your reviews are fuel for me to hurry up and update. Have a wonderful day everyone!