Hey everyone! I just wanted to say thank you so much for the reviews! I mean eight in one chapter is absolutely, positively amazing! I'm really glad you guys like my little idea :) Now here, since Naruto makes his appearance in this chapter I just wanted to warn you that he's at the phase where he is beginning to look like Minato, okay? So just imagine him slightly older and with more Minato-like hair :) Also a question, does Naruto call Tsunade, Tsunade no baa-chan or Tsunade-baa-chan... I can never tell...

Chapter 3 – Advantage

Morning sickness was not something Sakura enjoyed.

'Haven't I already puked out my guts by now?' she asked herself as she sat, hunched over the toilet, waiting for her stomach to churn once again. 'Wait, I think I've even puked out my stomach.' With that thought, she felt the thick liquid ascending through her throat. 'Not again,' she groaned before tilting her face.

"Still not over?" Tsunade, who had just stepped into the bathroom, queried. 'I do feel for her. She has been sitting there for more than fifteen minutes now,' Tsunade shook her head and placed a hand on Sakura's shoulder. "I'm sure it will end soon Sakura."

Sakura merely moaned in response as she leaned over and flushed the toilet, sending the contents of her stomach to who knows where. 'I really hope that it's over. Please let it be over,' Sakura complained as she attempted to stand, finding that she was unstable and that her entire frame was trembling.

"This is the second time this week," Tsunade muttered as she reached out to enable Sakura to balance. 'She only arrived three days ago and yet in all my years of being a doctor, I've never seen it this bad.' She shook her head, 'Well it's not as if I would know, is it?'

"How long does morning sickness last?" Sakura croaked, her throat burning. 'This is only the second time yet I feel so crappy. I don't know how much longer I can put up with this.'

"It depends, with some woman it can last their entire pregnancy."

"Entire pregnancy?" Sakura repeated before moaning in despair. 'Why me?' she questioned. 'Why did I have to go with Sasuke to that damn club? Why did I allow Ino to mix me that drink?' With a disgruntled cry her knees buckled, sending her spiraling towards the tiled floor.

Tsunade's eyes widened as she too dropped to her knees and took the wailing Sakura in her arms, rubbing her back soothingly. "It's okay Sakura. I'm sure it won't be throughout your entire pregnancy."

"Th… at's… n…ot… it," Sakura replied, barely articulating her sentence. "I… do…n't… wann…a be… preg… na…nt."

Tsunade sighed, "We all make mistakes Sakura."

"This is a big mistake," the teen replied, trying in vain to end her seemingly endless stream of tears. "It wasn't even my fault."

"That's life, we have to live with it," Tsunade stated, pulling Sakura closer. "You should rest now. You weren't able to sleep last night and I know it."

"I gue…" but Sakura never did finish her sentence as her emerald eyes shut, sending her into 'dreamland'…

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With a start, Sakura shot from bed, her bangs stuck to her sweat-drenched face. Her body was trembling as she slowly brought her quivering hands to her face. 'I was taken advantage of.'

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It was heated between the two moving bodies as they hungrily touched one another, desperately wanting to leave no inch of flesh untouched.

Sakura allowed a deep moan to escape her mouth as Sasuke hit a sensitive spot. Her body was craving this, her body wanted this and her body needed this. Yet her mind seemed to react differently.

'Stop. Please stop Sasuke. I don't want this but I can't fight you, I can't get you to stop.' It felt as if she had a mental block, as if something was preventing her mind to communicate with her mouth. 'That damn Ino. She must have placed some drug in my drink.'

Sasuke lifted Sakura, never breaking the passionate lip-lock they shared and slowly carried her to the privacy of his room. Both knew of his intentions.

'I don't want to do this,' Sakura cried within her mind. 'Stop. Just listen to me body. Damnit! Listen to me!' she wailed, praying to make contact with her seemingly non-responsive body.

Yet, her effort was in vain as she found her body unresponsive just as was moments prior. 'STOP!' she screamed as Sasuke lowered her body onto the dark blue sheets of his bed. 'Just STOP!' she screamed again, willing to try and do anything in order for her body to listen.

'No...' she stated futilely, realizing that despite her efforts, she was unable to do anything about the current circumstance.

Slowly, Sasuke undid the clasp that held her bra to her body, and Sakura knew that tonight would be the night she unwillingly lost her virginity.

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'It wasn't my fault,' Sakura thought, clearly in shock as she pulled at her bangs, wide-eyed and tears streaming.

Slowly, she rose from bed, finding her muscles weak. Yet she continued to walk forward, using all she could to keep her balance, even throwing herself against a wall.

'I was taken advantage of,' she thought, her objective becoming clear as she stumbled down the stairs, barely catching herself before falling.

'It could be called rape.' Grabbing onto the wooden doorframe, she managed to catch herself from hitting the ground. She turned her gaze from the ground, only to find that she was where she wanted, the kitchen.

With ginger, tentative steps she somehow managed to reach the kitchen drawers. With ragged and irregular steps, she somehow opened the drawer she needed.

'Thousands of gothic/emo kids can't be wrong,' she thought as she began to dig within the contents of the drawer before wrapping her paling fingers around the handle of a knife.

She wasn't sure how sharp the knife was, or even how huge the blade was yet she didn't care. 'I wanna feel good again. I wanna just get rid of this pain, this frustration, this anger.'

She positioned the blade mere inches from her exposed wrist. 'In a few seconds it will all be good. I'll feel happy, I'll be-able to forget the pain, the frustration and the anger.' With that thought, she closed her emerald orbs and lowered the knife until she felt the sharpened edge against the delicate flesh of her wrist.

"Don't."

The voice shocked her as the knife clattered to the ground, her eyes now fully opened. Whipping her body, she turned to face the owner of the voice, fear evident in her expression.

Yet there in the wooden doorframe of the kitchen stood a boy, barely a year older than herself. His blonde locks spiked out at different angles as some hang in his face as a fringe and two other bangs ran down the side of his face. A pair of cerulean eyes seemed to stare through her very soul. Three whisker-like indents graced each cheek respectively.

"I… I… I…" Sakura whispered before collapsing to the ground, mere inches from the fallen blade. 'Wait did I almost do?' she queried as fresh tears flowed freely.

Then, as if she had placed a jacket on, an amazing warmth embraced her trembling frame. 'This smell is soothing,' she noted as she began to feel… secure. 'What is this?' she questioned as she felt whatever was embraced her, tighten their grip so that she now lay securely in their grasp.

Looking up, she found that same pair of cerulean eyes kindly gazing down at her. With a quick nod of her head, she buried her face deeply into the boy's chest, tears once again flowing, this time into the soft material of the shirt the boy wore.

She felt the boy's grip tighten once more, the warmth and the security increasing to a point that it filled each limb and vein of her body. 'This embrace is something I've never felt before,' she concluded as her frame relaxed, melting into the boy's protective grasp.

"Please don't let go," she silently pleaded to the boy, her voice barely audible but she knew he understood as he responded by placing his chin upon her head, stroking her back soothingly and comfortingly.

"I won't," he replied, his voice causing an involuntary shiver to relapse throughout Sakura's being.

A peaceful silence enveloped the pair as Sakura's tears slowly stopped, warmth replacing them. "I'm sorry I soaked your shirt," she admitted, not willing to gaze at the boy's response.

"Shh, it's nothing, really." He replied, softly and gently.

"Who are you?" Sakura asked in awe.

"Me? I'm just Naruto," he happily responded, ghosting his fingers through her pink locks. "Naruto Namikaze."

"Naruto, that's a nice name," she replied, her voice wavering and her consciousness drifting.

"And you?" his voice was scarcely a whisper yet she heard it.

"Sakura…" and with that her body went limp, submitting to the exhaustion that willingly enveloped it.

"Sakura, what a beautiful name," Naruto responded as he felt the pink haired teen relax to the point that she had fallen asleep. 'What possessed a soul such as yours to almost cut yourself?'

"Naruto? What happened?"

Naruto turned his head, facing a shocked Tsunade who noted the blade on the ground.

"Shh, just let her rest for now," Naruto replied, turning his attention back to Sakura as he gently stood, holding her bridal style.

"I'll take her to her room now Tsunade no baa-chan." Tsunade nodded as she watched the usually energetic blonde carry Sakura as if he were holding a precious treasure that he rather allow himself to get killed before it was harmed.

"Naruto," she whispered as he reached the stairs.

"Thank you."

... And Naruto saves the day! Well there's the NaruSaku moment you've all been waiting for, but don't worry, there's more where that came from :) Also I'm not emo or goth, I just have an emo friend and thats what she does when she becomes insanely depressed and stuff... I hope I didn't insult anyone or anything and if I did, I'm really sorry! Also Sakura and Naruto aren't going to begin a serious relationship after this, what would be the point in that? But I've got the next chapter written out so I'll post as soon as I can but let's see if we can rock up eight amazing reviews again!

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