A/N: I am SO SORRY that this took so long. I got an extra harddrive to speed up my comp and get more memory and all, and when i installed it, it erased almost everything from my old harddrive, including Truth. Im trying to speed up with my chapters and such, but it is real hard. I have a very busy life (Yet barley any social life)

So here is 21, please enjoy :)

"Are you sure it looks alright Ko-chan?" Sakura asked timidly, toying with the tips of her hair. Though it came out sounding like 'are you sir it lookths alwhite coat-chan?' since she currently had a clothes pin on her nose.

"It looks fine! I cut off all the singed bits and evened it out" Konan replied, giving Sakura's hair a quick ruffle; Though Konan also had a clothes pin on her nose, impairing her speech slightly.

Sakura had burned off over half her hair. She had had her hair in a ponytail, and when Deidara closed the stove door and locked it in place for a 400 degree self cleaning, no on noticed till the whole apartment spelled of burnt hair that her ponytail was caught in the door and the oven would not unlock till the temperature was low and safe. So thanks to safety features, she now had short hair down just at her shoulders. Almost exactly like when she was fifteen.

"This is horrible! I look like I'm fifteen! It took almost 8 years to grow my hair back!" Sakura whined, pulling the clip of her nose. She sniffed, and finding the burnt hair smell to now be tolerable, she threw the clip across the room. She apparently used to much force, because she could see it stuck in the back of the couch out of the corner of her eye. She leaned her head on the cool surface of her kitchen table. She knew she didn't look EXACTLY like when she was 15. She had figured out how to control her bangs, so they didn't make her forehead look humongous and she knew she had an air of maturity to her. Maybe it was time to start worrying about laugh and frown lines….

"Sakura-chan," Deidara's voce suddenly entered Sakura's mind. She looked up to show he had her attention, "Maybe you should go away for awhile."

She raised an eyebrow, "Trying to get rid of me before I get the annoying symptoms?"

Deidara laughed, "Not at all. I'd love it if you stuck around, just to fuel my curiosity for a few months. But wouldn't it be more helpful for both you and the baby if you went to stay out in the country or something till you defiantly needed to be near a hospital?"

Sakura sat up straight and put her hand on her stomach. It wouldn't hurt to go and get some fresh air and sunshine. Heck it WOULD be healthy. From what she knew of pregnancy, her baby should be roughly two inches and weigh half an ounce; just enough to make her clothes tight. In roughly a week, baby would be just the slightest bit bigger, but that was a short amount of time really. Her own health should be number one if she was going to have her baby. But where would she go? She didn't know anyone who had kids (at least none that would house her and teach her the ropes). She looked from Konan to Deidara,

Then she realised, that was a lie.

"Hey, your home," Sakura said with a smile as Sasori came in. She was curled up in the corner of the couch huddled in a blanket reading through a thin book, which she put down as she spoke

"You cut your hair?" He asked as he walked over, kissed her forehead and sat next to her.

She crossed her forearms over her head, "Well…actually…I…uh…"

Sasori raised an eyebrow and waited as patiently as he could.

"I kinda burned it off. It got caught in the oven and got singed up to just below my shoulders, so Ko-chan had to cut it this short to get all the burned hair out" Sakura pouted, with flaming pink cheeks

Sasori tried to suppress his laughter, "What a shame" he said, with a bit of a laugh to his words.

"Dont laugh! You're not helping one bit!" Sakura put her arms back down in her lap and scowled at him, "Besides, I have to talk to you about a couple things." She waited as Sasori calmed down, and after a minute or so he was composed enough to talk seriously.

"First off, do you still want to get married?" She asked, slightly insecure.

Sasori looked shocked, "Of course! I'm not gunna revoke my proposal just because you're pregnant or sick. I assumed we would wait till the baby was born."

Sakura took a deep breath, "I don't think we will be able to once the baby is born. We should do something small, within the next few weeks."

"Why so soon?"

"Well, it's not like I wanna do anything big and fancy; just something small. Heck, I wouldn't mind just getting our certificate, even if it was fake and unrecorded for safety measures. I've never been a big fan of a big white wedding. Just saying vows and signing a certificate in Leader's office is just fine with me." Sakura said, fiddling thoughtfully with her hair.

"I was under the impression every woman wanted some kind of wedding" Sasori raised an eyebrow, wondering if she was faking this passiveness

Sakura glared at him, "Thanks for the stereotype bud. Not all girls want these huge affairs. Realistic ones like say, myself or Ko-chan know that the fantasy part is the feeling; the dress and all that is only what you make it."

Sasori sighed, he'd forgotten who he was dealing with, "Is that really what you want? To sign the certificate and forget all the rest?"

"That's not what I mean. I mean a small ceremony, none of that 'dearly beloved' crap, where we say our vows, exchange rings, sign the certificate and be off. That's what I want."

Sasori nodded. "Then that's what it will be. What else did you need?"

Sakura's eyes shot open so fast and wide it hurt. She had been relaxed and ready to talk about this, but now that it was time, her heart was racing. She took a deep breath, the cool air feeling wonderful in her lungs, and calmed herself. She looked down at her hands, "Well, uh, I'm sicker then you think I am…"

"What? What's wrong?" Sasori shot straight up in his seat, on full alert.

"Well…" Sakura took another deep breath, "when I was in Konoha, Tsunade discovered something…strange…happening to me. We checked my family records and it seems that it has commonly appeared in women who were born a Haruno, and for the past 3 generations, woman have only married into the family, witch is why I had no idea.

"It appears that there is a gene that is passed through my family that creates a hormone once the body is fully developed; causing the inner organs to slowly decay. The last woman to have it died when she was 23, from her heart eroding to half its original size. Turns out that I was the lucky winner of this amazing hormone"

Sasori couldn't speak. Sakura was on the brink of tears, her hand clutching her shirt on her stomach. He wanted to ask why and how long she had and if the baby would be okay. He did notice that Sakura was about 25 now, two years older then the last one to have this. Did that mean she had a good or bad chance of lasting longer? But words seemed to only exist in his thoughts.

Good thing Sakura knew him so well, "It seems just luck of the draw that I ended up like this, but there is a light in the dark. Because I have been training as a medic for so long and am of the level I am, my instincts were to protect myself. That's how I've been well all these years. My chakra healed what was affected, witch Tsunade assumed was mostly my stomach and the area surrounding. Then when I got pregnant, my chakra went straight to protecting my baby the moment it needed to. Our baby is safe." Sakura smiled softly, her hands grip on her shirt loosened

"But you aren't, right" Sasori stated as an answer more then a question. He knew he was right. He knew that Sakura wasn't invincible, no matter how smart or strong she was. At the end of the day, she was only human.

Sakura gave a slight nod, "I should be fine till about the 7th month. Then I should be bedridden for both mine and the baby's health. Once it's born, the damage to my stomach, and lungs will be too great for me to fix myself in time. I'll probably only live for a year at most after."

Sasori was so still Sakura worried that he might have stopped breathing. When he spoke she knew he was fine, just shocked.

"And you're determined to have it?" Sasori said. He seemed cold

Sakura's face spelled shock, "OF COURSE! Not only will I have this baby for me, but for you! Id rather die knowing I left a piece of me behind for you, then to die years from now knowing your all alone. I wouldn't live very long anyway even if I didn't have the baby." She took Sasori's hand in her own and gripped it tightly, "It's so much better this way; for both of us."

He looked her in the eyes, and the determination in them sunk his heart. He would give her what ever she wanted. She was probably right anyway.

Seeing the submissive look in his eye, Sakura gave his hand a squeeze and spoke again, "Next is, let's go away for a few months."

"No." Sasori said flatly

"Why not?"

"Because it's impractical. I also still have missions and work despite your being pregnant"

"That can be fixed. It's called a Vacation!" Sakura said with a matter of fact tone, "or call it a mental health leave." Seeing that Sasori wasn't budging, Sakura started pouting, "But I want to go see Kitsune and Sasuke for awhile! She's been pregnant before, I'm looking for a pity buddy here!"

"I can be your pity buddy," Sasori stated with an unimpressed look

Sakura crossed her arms and raised an eye brow "Do you want to hear about my morning sickness, weight gain and my annoyance at how often I have to pee?"

"I'll think about the Vacation thing."

"Did you get any notice from Kitsune-san?" Sasori asked as he kissed Sakura's forehead stealing a slice of the carrot she was cutting

"I only sent the letter a week and a half ago. That's barley long enough for her to get it let alone for me to get word from her." Sakura said putting the carrots into a vegetable steamer, along with a few others that she had already cut up, and then began adding a little bit of honey.

"But if I'm gunna do this Vacation thing; I want to get it over with. I don't want everyone back here to be waiting for me." He whined as he leaned on the counter

"Then don't think of it like that. I don't assume you'll be taking many missions once we get back anyway, and if they really need you they will get you; you know that." Sakura said as she put the lid on the steamer adjusted the settings.

Sasori sighed, knowing full well that she was right. As he was about to 'admit such in a manly way', a knock came to the door. He went off to get it as Sakura was cooking. Once he opened the door though, a blonde woman bounded inside and straight to kitchen where she could obviously see Sakura

"Hello to you, too." Sasori mumbled

The blonde woman slowed down and carefully hugged Sakura. You could tell that the woman knew she was pregnant, because that was obviously the beginning of a full on tackle.

'Maybe I should pack Sakura a Football helmet….'

"Kitsune-san what on earth are you doing here?" Sakura asked excitedly as she was let go.

"I got your letter yesterday and I didn't want to make you wait while my letter got here, so I came to get you to come to my home! Sasuke is home with the kids, so we don't only have about a day and a half to get back, witch should be fine since you not that far along and you seem to be moving properly so its probably safe that you commute with us and we should get there in about a day depending on breaks and such so I-"

"Kitsune-san, calm down!" Sakura cut her off, "Thank you for coming, it will make things much easier."

"And, since you said you were gunna have a small wedding ceremony; I had my Mama make you up a dress. I can alter it to fit you perfectly!" Kitsune said pulling her pack off her back

"Oh no, you didn't have to do that! We were just going to say some vows in front of some friends" Sakura said waving her hands slightly in front of her

"That doesn't mean you don't have to look good! It's Simple anyway!" Kitsune pulled the neatly folded fabric from her bag. Just the fabric made Sakura want it, it looked soft….silky almost….

"I guess I can wear it…." Sakura took the folded dress and ran her fingers across it….it was really soft to the touch, and so smooth looking….it had her full attention

"Great! We should leave tomorrow afternoon, so you should have your ceremony tomorrow morning." Kitsune said, and Sakura nodded.

Sasori on the other hands eyes went wide. As if sensing his fear, Sakura looked up, "I only ask for a nice jacket. Wear what ever else you want." And she went back to her dress

Sasori sighed with relief, till Sakura said, "But you will have to write your own vows."