I refuse to put a disclaimer here cause everyone should be bright enough to know that I don't own Naruto. I'm pretty sure that's why this is called FANfiction.


├Part Twelve┤


"So what are you making?"

"Baby booties."

"Oh," he said, an eyebrow raised.

"Is it possible to tell me what it will be?" I asked him.

"Not at this stage," Kabuto answered, "It's only been a month. But it should be born sometime in either winter or spring."

"Then I should make them different colors," I decided. I was making simple hats, blankets, clothes, and mittens to match each pair.

"What are you going to do if it's a boy and you have pink baby clothes?" he asked.

"Then I'm either going to sell it or keep it," I said, concentrating on the number of stitches I made.

"Planning early, are we?"

"Shut up."

"So what are you going to say when suddenly you have a baby in your arms when he comes back one day?"

"…I hadn't thought of that…"

He yawned. "You should plan on telling him before it's born. Right now, it's too early to tell him. For me, anyways. I don't like the fact that you're carrying his child."

"Why not?" I asked, mostly because I was genuinely curious.

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't know. I don't exactly like him, but Orochimaru's going to take over his body soon, so it shouldn't matter."

My knitting stopped.

"He's still going to do that?" I asked him.

"Yep…his body is getting weaker by the day. I suppose he'd have about a couple months left before he takes over Sasuke's body."

A couple months…That's what Sasuke had said just a couple weeks ago! Then what on earth was he planning?

"So why don't you go make money whenever I'm here?" he asked.

"Because I don't exactly trust you. I know I don't have anything here, but I'd rather not return and find this house in ashes. Plus, Sasuke visits in the evenings."

"You think I'd burn down your house?" he asked, staring at me incredulously.

I shrugged. "You never know," I said, finishing up the baby blue booties.

He dropped the subject. "So are you experiencing any weird food cravings lately? You should. But I want to know what."

"Why? It doesn't matter," I said, "I'm eating way more than usual, which I hate. This means my fighting skills will become pathetic. I'm going to need to work extra hard in order to get back to normal.

"Yes, but for now you should just rest," he advised, "If you overwork, then you could have a miscarriage. I wouldn't mind that too much, but you'd be distraught. And besides, it could be harmful towards the mother as well."

"Oh…"

He came by almost everyday now. And with him, he usually brought some kind of food.

"I should get started on dinner," I said, getting up from the makeshift couch. That was where I spent most of my time, now.

Sasuke didn't know I didn't go to the village and sell. He wasn't suspicious of the food, either. That was probably because I bought my own food.

"Do you want some?" I reluctantly asked Kabuto. He did, after all, bring me the food.

He smiled. "No thank you. I should be heading back now."

I shrugged. If he didn't want any, then I wasn't going to try and convince him. More food for me!

"Miya, do you have a little sister?" he asked as he was halfway out the door.

Surprised, I looked up at him. "How did you know about her?" I asked.

He smirked. "You forget who I am."

I glared halfheartedly. "I did, but she's dead. She died as a stillborn."

"Oh," he said thoughtfully, "How interesting. Then maybe the person who told me was wrong…"


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