Wow, I've actually updated fast for once! I'm kind of doing this to make up for later though - I have exams starting on the fifteenth, so I won't have much time to write...I'll do my best to keep up though.

Kakashi's PoV, hope you like it!

Sasuke was clearly born to be a seductress – she slunk down the stairs with the kind of shy grace that many actresses spent their whole lives perfecting. And the dress. The dress was dark blue, dark enough to match her long hair, and its straplessness contrasted with the long sheer under-skirt. It didn't help that all her bared skin was just slightly pink with embarrassment. Somehow, none of the many dresses he'd seen her in that afternoon looked so lovely...maybe it was just that changing-rooms weren't his thing, and dimly lit stairways...were? Whatever the reason, she had gone from amusing girl to ravishable woman in under five minutes. Fortunately for him, Kakashi had a lot of self control, and managed to restrain all the perverted thoughts threatening to flash across his eye. He took a deep breath, and held out his arm, giving his trademark eye-crinkle. "Shall we go then?"

They walked in silence, Sasuke brooding about something, Kakashi himself just opting to eat before bringing up the topic he wanted to discuss most. After all, it would probably end in a horrible emotional mess, and he shouldn't upset a pregnant woman in such thin clothing out in the open. She might run away and end up freezing, no matter that it was still sort of summer, and a good deal warmer than usual at this time of the year. Either way, he would rather she was thoroughly fed before he started to stress her.

The streets were just flickering into unnecessary illumination all around, when he finally led them to his favourite restaurant. It was small and bustling, full of chattering diners and smiling staff, all slightly sickly-looking in the cheap orange tinted lighting. The tables were small and crowded, and the food cheap – the main reason Kakashi frequented the establishment was because it had a permanent discount to all Konoha ninja...plus the food was fantastic. Luckily, most of his acquaintances who might listen in on him were too paranoid to enter such a crowded room, so the only people he recognized were the Hokage's assistants, who already knew everything about him and Sasuke, and also seemed far too preoccupied with each other to give a damn about anyone else. A cheerfully peeling sign read Shokuka, in large blue kanji. He spared the girl at his side a glance, happily ignoring her wrinkled nose. She'd soon find out there was more to life than elegance.

He sat Sasuke at a table in the corner, where she sat rigidly straight, not allowing her dress to touch the chair more than was unavoidable, and called over a waiter. "We'll have pork gyouza and yaki yasai to start, and then-" Sasuke interrupted, all smiles and flustered eyelashes. "Actually,not the yaki yasi, I'd rather the tsukune if that's okay. And for the main, I'll have kamonan udon. Kakashi?" "I'll have karei shoiyaki, thanks. And sake for both of us." The waiter grinned at them both and disappeared, leaving him to watch Sasuke's face settle back into disdain. "Not to your taste, Sasuke?"

"Hn."

Well, that killed the conversation. He watched Izumo and Kotetsu in the far corner, holding hands and talking in low voices, serious postures belied by the soft smiles they kept exchanging. How lucky he was not to have any of that romantic nonsense in his life – even the Hokage's personal assistants were shinobi, and life for all ninja was too brief to risk attachment. He felt a twinge of anxiety at the thought of a child, one he would love whatever happened...he'd have to make sure it had lots of friends, to avoid the loneliness he and Sasuke had been through. Still, they did look happy together, and they would have a great night by the looks of things. He needed to get laid. Or at least manage to form a slightly more solid relationship with the ice-queen in front of him. Nothing romantic, just sex and housework would do him fine, and it would be more healthy than many of the families ninja kids grew up in.

"Oi. Kakashi. Food's arriving." He looked round to see their food arrive, and Sasuke's face relax into indifference at the gorgeous smell emanating from the dishes. "Enjoy your meal!" The waiter bustled off again, and he tucked into his food without giving Sasuke a chance to say anything about his casually exposed face. It wasn't like anyone else would be able to see through the genjutsu he'd placed on the table. Watching under one lowered eyelid, he saw her relax as the wonderfully cooked food hit her system. At last, he could bring up the subject of their relationship.

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His flat looked boring. Empty. Though he still seemed to own an awful lot of necessities. He sat on his bed and stared at the wall for a few minutes, letting his heartbeat slow. Then he tried to meditate, focusing on the hum of chakra through his flesh, spreading his sensitive hearing in a net to listen to the creaks of the building, mind detached but focused. Somewhere outside, two cats vocalized their coupling loudly, but he just absored it into the stillness he had created. It was past midnight when he was finally calm enough to open his eyes, blinking at the darkness, and head to the shower without any residual tension from the evening.

But the spray of water on his skin woke him up, got him thinking again.

He wasn't really going to be a part of his baby's life after all. Sure, he could demand the right to see it, could force his fifty percent claim upon the council and win. But he wouldn't be the father. Sasuke would. Sasuke, and her wife. Whoever his prodigal student chose, would get to be the 'mother' of his child. So, instead of wrecking this perfect little family unit, instead of foisting the weird origins of the kid on everyone around, and making its life hell, he was going to leave it. Anyway, it's not like he'd be any good as a father, he just wouldn't know what to do. Yes, logically it was all for the best, the simplest way to give his child a good life. He could handle all that, could cope with it using his shinobi training, and squashing his emotions with the practice of years. What he thought might make him slide into insanity was the agreement they'd made.

He had agreed, with barely any protest, to be Sasuke's 'house mate' through her pregnancy. Until she found herself a good enough wife. Of course, she'd been generous enough to say he could have other partners, that there was no commitment, no relationship on an emotional level. Just that he had to be there, as the father (and of course, he hadn't been able to turn down anything that would help ensure his child's health and wellbeing, not with half his genes under that deceptively flat stomach), to cook and clean when she was bulging, too full of baby to do anything for herself. He would have to massage her feet, and her back, and care for any cravings she might get. But as soon as a reputable marriage was arranged for the last Uchiha, he was pushed out of the picture. He would have to deal with that too now, having agreed so readily.

He would definitely be taking his few rewards from the deal though – Konoha had better watch out, Kakashi the emotionally-stunted-yet-super-cool ladies' man would be on the prowl...at least until he could get the images of a happy family, a proper relationship with his student, and all the joys of fatherhood that come with such things firmly out of his head. He would start tomorrow, as soon as he had carted all his belongings over to the Uchiha district. It was going to be a long nine months, but he was determined to make the best of it.

Hides Please don't kill me! I didn't mean for this to happen, honest...but it just had to. Kakashi won't always be getting the raw end of the deal...I hope. Anyway, review and tell me what you think...I'll accept flames too, I have a feeling I deserve them for being so mean to Kakashi. (I'm still looking for a beta, anyone interested? I need somebody to help me sort through my plot ideas, and to keep me from abusing my characters so much. Thanks!)