Sorry i havent updated in a while; schools gotten in the way as well as life and i just want you to know that this is the first of many updates for all my stories. I think i've become a better writer after the writing courses i've been taking and if you see any mistakes drop me a message and i'll fix it! ^_^ oh and about the comments pertaining to sakura language with akira you have to understand that not only is she new to the whole mother thing but her temper is completely off the charts and cursing helps her get it off her chest; she'll start dealing with it this chapter though. we will have a lemon and i'll post in bold where it starts and stops (SO SORRY~)
Huffing, sakura was hunched over slightly;her hands pressed onto her knees as she struggled to regain her breathing. Akira had busied himself with looking at all the passing faces, before turning to glance at his mother before turning his attention and waving at a random passerby. With a groan sakura dropped to a crouch and huffed. She could still hear her blood rushing and her body was still in flight mode. reaching her hand into the stroller she gently caressed Akiras head as she leaned back against the wall.
"That...was close.."
Leaning her head onto the stroller slightly, she looked up at her son who seemed to be pinning her with a look akin to that of irritation. Mumbling, she stood back upright and stretched, mindful of the gym bag naruto had let her borrow resting at the floor beside her feet. Dragging a hand through her hair, she thought about ditching dinner at the Uzumaki's to instead take a long soak in the bathtub with akira; and with a disgusted groan pulled her hand from her hair to feel the sweat coating her fingers. Standing upright, she placed a hand on the handle of the stroller and kept hold of narutos bag with the other hand. After waiting for several moments, she quickly made her way around the corner and across the street. She might as well just give him his bag and set up a later date for dinner; way too much at once.
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Naruto had clung to her slightly and seemed to be tearing slightly when she told him that they'd have to reschedule due to the fact she was due for a shower. Hinata had nodded and smiled telling her all was well, and they'd decided that in a week's time they would all eat dinner at Sakura's home and happily exchanged numbers. It was slightly awkward sitting in the living room with the pair, but the moment she tried to ignore the past happenings she realized it was quickly growing simpler to be within their company.
The moment she'd set foot within her home though, the exhaustion settled onto her like bricks on cement. Though it was redundant to give Akira a second bath, there was no way she was going to leave him unattended as she bathed. And so she was currently sitting in her large tub filled with bubbles, and Akira resting on her lap and splashing around as he tried to grab hold of the rubber duck that was quickly drifting away. With a content sigh, Sakura kept her grip on her sons waist and leaned her head back slightly, mindful of the conditioner that was still tangled within her hair.
With a squeal Akira quickly dunked his head into the water in hopes of catching the duck with his mouth but instead met a mouth full of bubbles. The moment she felt the shift in his weight sakura pulled him from the water and looked at her soapy child with a weary glance. All she wanted was to relax for some time, it was upsetting really. With a groan she pulled the plug on the tub and stood slightly to turn on the shower head so she could rinse not only herself off but Akira. The moment he was slightly clean, she placed him on the floor of the tub near her feet, and leaned her head back slightly to wash the conditioner from it; but was mindful to let some of the warm water sprinkle onto him to keep him slightly warm.
Quickly wrapping him within a towel, she balanced him on her hip slightly and set to trying to wrap her own towel not only around her head but her body as well, and ended up simply holding him atop the counter slightly while her arm still cradled his waist.
The moment she'd made it even slightly out of the bathroom the door bell began to ring constantly from someone constantly pressing it. Sighing she shouted to the door " ONE SECOND!" and wrapped Akira in the towel before placing him on the bed midst the pillows and quickly sought out her bra and underwear. By the time the ringing seemed to grow more urgent she'd pulled on a pair of sweats and Sasuke's old black shirt that dawned the uchiha corporation symbol. She scrunched her nose slightly at the look of it on her, and quickly picked Akira up from the bed, mindful to keep the towel tucked about him and went to open the door.
It seemed the gods themselves hated her, because standing in her doorway was no other than the Uchiha himself. Of course, automatically he took in her state of attire and decided to smirk, before his gaze shifted to the child on her hip. It wasn't like Sasuke had never seen Akira, Sakura had pictures of him all over the house; it was more so along the lines of the fact he never thought about asking her.
"..May i come in?" He asked gently, but irritation was still evident in his voice.
"...I guess..sure.." Sakura replied slightly with a bored tone as she stepped aside to allow him into the house. As Sasuke took a seat on the couch he let his eyes roam the new baby proofed apartment and watched as Sakura walked into the back room with Akira. Stepping out several moments with the child clad in a black jumper with totoro on the front, Sakura placed Akira in his playpen and kissed him on his head before taking a seat across from Sasuke.
"So, what is it that you need-?" She calmly asked, her hand resting on the playpen slightly as Akira tried to reach for them without getting up from his spot.
"If nothing more than to speak to you about what happened." Quirking an eyebrow at his comment, Sakura sighed before standing and making her way into the kitchen. usually she'd try at all costs to not have to make tea with the porcelain tea set Tsunade had gotten her but considering she was trying to start all over, she carefully set out the pot and two cups with the saucers before boiling the water on the stove.
"..Earl Grey tea..right?" She turned her head slightly to check on Akira and took note of the slight nod Sasuke's head did.
"Alrighty then uchiha-san, Talk." Crossing her arms, she leaned against the counter slightly and pinned him with an annoyed glance.
"Im sorry that our relationship ended on that note, and i thought you deserved an apology."
"well..than-"
"Not that you need one obviously." Sasuke quickly cut her off as he fixed the dark red tie that hung around his neck.
"Excuse me? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" She shouted back, before reaching into the playpen to pick up akira, considering she had startled him.
"It seems i wasn't the only one sleeping around, so its safe to say i need an apology more than you do."
"I dont know who the fuck you think you are, but i'm not apologizing for something that never happened. Keep in mind i walked in on you and Ino having sex on the floor. The floor Sasuke." Bouncing Akira on her hip, she continued to glare at his pale face.
"Oh really? This is coming from the girl who obviously has a child that isn't mine."
"We dated for ten months sasuke, not a year. i can assure you i had Akira then."
"And you were going to tell me about this when?"
"This has nothing to do with my son, but more so about the fact that you screwed my Friend on the floor of our house while i was at work. Me having a kid before hand doesn't matter. Besides; i brought up Akira before but you never wanted to let me speak about him so sucks for you." At the whistle of kettle, she quickly turned and (mindful of akira) pulled it off the stove before pouring it in the tea pot.
Standing from the couch, Sasuke pinned her with an annoyed glance before making his way to the door.
"Its a good thing i chose her over a whore like you. Its a shame the boy's going to grow up with mother issues."
"Dont let the door hit you on the way out Sasuke-kun." She answered back with mock cheer.
"Lets hope you don't end up like your mother." Spitting out the last sentence, he slammed the door behind him leaving Akira and Sakura to look at the door with confusion.
"well then...I think i'll drink this tea then and we'll both eat..."
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Akira had been relatively quiet after Sakura fed him. Currently his was resting on her legs, his head on her lap as she tried to eat a slice of pineapple and meatball pizza while she re-watched Hannibal. He jerked slightly causing her to stop chewing to look down on him as she made cooing noises into her lap before relaxing back into a more calm sleep. Finishing off her eighth piece of pizza, she dropped the crust into the box and wiped her hands off on a napkin before Picking Akira up.
Sighing, she cradled him in her arms and set about turning off the lights and tv as well as locking the door as she made her way back to her room Taking the jumper off him, she placed him in a shirt and put him in his usual spot on the bed. Setting the pillows around him Sakura sat on the edge of the bed and cradled her head in her hands as she felt the tell-tale signs of nausea rising. Gripping the the covers tightly she willed the food to stay down before quickly rushing into the bathroom and spilling the contents of her stomach in the toilet. Resting her head against the wall, she wiped the spittle from her mouth and frowned at her actions. She could feel the tears welling up behind her hands and smacked her forehead into her hand as she silently began to cry. Sure it had only been three days, but in that time she could actually feel a difference being made. Pulling at her hair she quickly shook her head and continued to cry.
"Stupid...stupid.."
There was no way she was going to get better. It was normal for her to be okay for a few days before dropping back into a relapse; and the intense urge she had for a cigarette right now was horrible. Shushing her thoughts, she decided to think about Akira and how she needed to get better for him. Her abuse as a child was no reason or excuse for her to be acting like this. she was a grown woman for goodness sake and she needed to act like one. further strengthening her resolve she stood from the bathroom floor and flushed the toiled before brushing her teeth and heading into the kitchen to eat another piece of pizza. Even thought she'd just regurgitated her piece of pizza, she thought it better to go to sleep with something in her stomach.
Of course though the moment she sat on the bed Akira had woken up demanding a diaper change as well as to be fed. Kissing his head, she leaned back against the head-board and couldn't help but let her thoughts roam to the past. Thinking about it couldn't do much harm right?
(Lemon scene starts here, beware. it holds dialogue important for the story though, and if you don't want to read i shall sum it up at the end of the chapter.)
She didnt entirely recall what had started the whole make out session, but she did remember the slight conversation that took place between hurried yet sweet kisses. It was a mixture of "are you sure?" and several "im not sure how to do this." Thinking back on it, it made her laugh slightly. Gaara wasn't this big bad ass that everyone painted him out to be and was more then anything just a horribly awkward kid that didn't know how to handle any situation. Sure he was in the marines, but that didnt change the fact that his social skills her lacking.
He'd pulled her onto his lap at his point and kept both his hands at her waist as he kissed and nibbled at her chin; while her hands were resting on his bare shoulders. She was clad only in a bra and her shorts while his own jeans were still perfectly bucked at his waist. Hesitantly, yet surly he'd managed to make eye contact with her before slipping his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and tugging them down slightly. Being that she was sitting on him sideways, they came off quite easily and they kept at the position for several more seconds as he sweetly kissed her temple and laid her back against his bed. The conversation was muddled slightly due to the intense kissing the happened and his fingers leaving a burning trail down her body before he dragged a finger lightly over the cloth that rested between her legs. Sakura squirmed slightly then and tilted her head back to give him more access to her neck. He'd told her before hand that he was leaving soon for a mission, and in a way this was how they could both get something. She would finally lose her virginity-the thing that she thought was holding her back from life; while he would be able to spend time with whom he considered a good friend in both an emotional and now physical sense.
"...You sure about this?" his voice was gruff and breathy and his face was pressed into the crook of his neck, so she couldn't help but squirm slightly as his lips and hot breath brushed over her neck.
"Y-yea..." her voice was just as, if not more breathy then his own and had a sultry undertone that caused him to bite down on her shoulder roughly and brush himself over her core eliciting a sweet gasp from her lips. Threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled him up slightly and bit his bottom lip just the way he liked it. She only knew this though, because over the last year they'd had short but sweet kissing sessions between classes or when the other wanted physical contact. And as much as she knew he liked being bitten as well as doing the biting, he took to dragging what nails he had down her back and having her arch her body into his own. In retaliation she'd rolled her hips back into his own and slid her hands to un-buckle the belt that rested at his waist and tug on the cloth slightly.
Gaara pulled back momentarily to pull of the rest of the clothing that adorned his body and pressed himself back into her, pressing a kiss above her right breast before dragging the bra down with his teeth to rest just under her breasts. He slowly rolled his hips into her own as he latched onto her right nipple and couldn't help but smirk at the breathy moan she released. Dragging his hands down the sides of her body, he kissed down her stomach before licking and nipping at her hip as he pulled her underwear off her body. Placing a hand at either side of her head, he hovered about her and rubbed himself gently between her folds, keeping his eyes attached to her face to watch her sigh in content.
"...We can stop here, but you have to tell me now. Im not going to play you like i cant hold off.."
"no..its fine." she quickly reassured him, leaning upward to press a kiss to his chin.
"Sakura." She immediately ceased her actions to look up at him.
"...What?"
"Rule...Dont call me naruto. Got it?" She was slightly taken aback by his comment, but nodded nonetheless and continued to shower his chin with kisses. The moment he started to press into her she stilled, and his hands caressing her sides helped to relax before he entered her in one swift motion. He completely stilled then, and she remember crying slightly and cursing at the horrible idea of having sex. She remembered how his body shook slightly as he laughed at her antics and the shot of pleasure that coursed through her being had her pulling him down slightly so she could kiss the side of his neck. Slowly, he started moving and placed a kiss to Sakura's head as he did so.
It had taken a few moments before she was comfortable and her hips moved to reach his own. Their tones were hushed and she couldn't recall the words that were said but only that they related to the feelings that were being shared. The moment they both realized they didn't need to go as slow, the sex quickly became rougher and more heated, quickly shifting from Sakura laying on the bed to her back being pressed into the wall behind the bed. They lasted several more minutes before both reaching their climax, and almost immediately they switched to another position.
She wasn't sure how many times they both came and took breaks before starting again, but the moment the sun had started rising they were both spent. The next hour was spent talking about frivolous things and over the finals that were took during the previous week. After a few more moments of speaking, Sakura was the first to get up and gather up her clothing to get dressed. At the time she'd never thought about taking the pill regardless of the fact that she was in medical school, and if it was believable it was mostly because she forgot.
(end of lemon)Gaara hadn't rushed after her, if anything she kissed his cheek before she left and had set about cleaning up her dorm being that it was her last year of school. They'd met up later on in the week for boxing and it had been around three weeks later that she realized her period had been stupid late as well as the fact that she was gaining weight horribly quick. by the time the thought had crossed her mind to tell Gaara, he'd already been shipped to Iraq and there was no point in even sending him a letter. She wasn't stupid enough to tell him she got pregnant from a one night stand; she didn't even want him to stand in as the father. Because two mentally unstable people should get together and be parents.
The sound of Akira's whine pulled her from her musings and she quickly burped and lulled him back to sleep. It didn't take long for her to start to drift of as well.
I hope that cleared up some shiz and it was well written. if you notice any mistakes let me know and i'll go through and fix them, 'kay? For those of you who skipped the lemon, i suck at writting them and the dialogue more or less had to do with sakuras thoughts at the time, so you didnt miss much i guess.
