I want to say thanks to everyone who has taken the time to read and comment on my shit!

I love you all.

Especially you Panda!

I know its probably a bit early in the story writing to do this kind of thing, but I just wanted to acknowledge the people that can put up with my weird way of thinking.

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Chapter 13

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Hinata decided she should tell Hinabi. After all her sister had done for her, it was only fair that she knew she was going to be an aunty. Upon pulling into the driveway, she saw something that made her heart sink.

Sasuke was at her house.

Hinata was about to reverse out when her father stepped out the door. He waved her inside, and she knew there was no way to avoid it.

She drove around to the side of the house where the garage was. Taking her time to park and lock the car, the first thing she did was stuff the note from Kiba into her bra. As close as it can get to my heart. Entering the house through the side door, Hinata tried to avoid her family. She managed to reach the stairs before she was spotted.

"Hinata?"

"Yes, father?"

"Come down and see our guest."

"Sure thing," she sighed.

She trudged down the stairs toward where she knew her world would end.

Sasuke looked at her with a smile on his face, a smile that made Hinata want to run to her room and lock the door. What lies has he fed my father?

"Hey Hinata." His cheery tone made her want to be sick.

"Hi Sasuke." Monotone was the only way she could speak to him. She smiled inwardly when she noticed his smile die a little.

After a while nobody said anything, creating an awkward silence. It was Hinatas father who broke it, trying to keep his tone light and friendly.

"So Hinata, Sasuke tells me you both do acting."

"Yes. We do. It's the only class we share."

There was a lengthy conversation like this, with her father asking various questions, and being answered with short sentences.

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Chapter 14

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When Sasuke left, the awkwardness of the situation ended.

"I like that boy," was her fathers final word about it, and Hinata took her chance to ask where Hinabi was.

"She isn't home. But she should be soon; it's her turn to decide on dinner."

Hinata nodded and wandered upstairs to her room. She lay on her bed and placed her hands on her lower stomach. It still feels flat. How long until that changes?

She drifted into sleep, feeling the events of the day finally slam into her. Her head filled with dreams; of Kiba coming back and becoming a proud father, and of what her child might look like. Any possibility of what could happen once she actually went public. Who would believe that it was Kibas, and not Sasukes? How many people had sucked up the rumours?

The dreams faded into nightmares, and the nightmares faded into nothing.

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I once had a dream like that.

Except I kept dying in childbirth.

Try having that kind of dream every night for a couple months.

Made me think twice about keeping my baby.