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A Mistake Gone Right Chapter 9

She got a phone call from her parents the next day, and it wasn't pleasant.

"Sakura-chan, Tsunade said you were pregnant?" she heard the distraught voice of her mother, "please tell me that it isn't true!"

"Ma…" She went silent, not knowing what to say. She knew that eventually she would tell her parents, but this was far too soon. She wasn't coping with it well, and now she had to cope with her parents on top of it. Her father was going to be so disappointed in her.

"Oh God, it's true?" She heard her mom gasp out.

She nodded, forgetting her mother couldn't see.

"Well, would you look at that?" Ino muttered, "The bastard actually comes to class more often." Ino glared at the back of the Uchiha sitting a few seats in front of her. He seemed to be working diligently and yet it was disbelieving. He never did work.

Sakura rolled her eyes, "So?" She was not interested, and nor would she ever be. She continued on working away at the math problems.

"So?!" gasped Ino; she turned to face her best friend, "What do you mean 'so'? Don't you find it suspicious that he's doing work? It's…It's almost as if he's…taking responsibility."

Sakura shrugged and stared out of the window. Hmm…taking responsibility? Now that was quite something.

The bell rang and the sound of slamming books was heard. Sakura stood up and grabbed her bag and some unseen force pushed her bag out of her hand.

She looked up and saw Sasuke's back. She glared at him; it was obvious he did it. How rude of him to do so after all the trouble he caused.

She looked down, and in her hand was a piece of paper, "Meet me tomorrow at the library." It wasn't signed, but it didn't take a genius to figure out who slipped it to her and why.

She sighed.

Why should she bother going? She knew what he had to say, and she most certainly didn't want to hear it again.

Her hand absently drifted to her stomach as she exited.

Life's unfair and people shouldn't question it, but why do I always find myself thinking about the what ifs? What if I didn't drink? What if I hadn't gone to the party? What if I had gotten the abortion? What if…Ugh. My brain was spinning.

When I thought of pregnant teenagers, I had scorned them, labeling them as people who had no goals in life, but now that it has happened to me, I couldn't help but think: why is it the women get more blame than the male? The man had a pretty big part in the makings of a baby.

If I couldn't be happy, I sure as hell wasn't going to let him be all happy and care free…if he ever was happy.

So that is why I found myself waiting in the library, where he told me to meet him an hour ago.

I felt disappointed that he didn't show, to my shame; I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, it was dumb of me to do so, he didn't have an "I don't give a fuck" reputation for nothing

…but, I was kind of looking forward to having a talk with him. I had this whole list of things I wanted to blame him for and without him the anger inside me was just bottling up. Who did he think he was not showing up? The king of England? I sighed heavily and stood up, grabbing my purse, getting ready to leave.

"Sakura." The hairs on my arm stood up as I felt his voice behind me. It was as beautiful as ever. I turned to face him, blanking my face to meet his stoic one. I said his name in acknowledgement.

"Sasuke."

He nodded slightly and turned. I took it as a sign to follow him. I rolled my eyes at the back of his head, annoyed that he didn't have the sense to apologize. He came one hour late and he expected me to follow him like a dog?

A valuable hour of my life wasted…

We stepped outside the library and I shivered slightly as the cold air hit me. He didn't turn back to see if I was still following him, but at this point I didn't care. I was just ready to shout or talk to him.

Our walk was short as we reached the quiet alley behind the library. He stopped and I stepped in beside him. We were silent for a minute, and that minute was tense. I waited for him to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth. I opened my mouth to speak, to break the irritating silence, "Sas…" the words died out of my mouth as he turned to look at me.

I don't know what I felt; it had been a while since I had seen him up close and now that he was here, I didn't know what to say. It was almost like I was caught in a moment that I was sharing with him. He was looking down at me and I was looking up at him; the sun was setting in the background. If I had leaned my head up and he down, it would have been one of those movie cliché kisses. I blinked and snapped out of my reverie, stepping back to create some space between us. I cleared my throat and began again with a new set of determination, "Sasuke, you know as well as I do, that I'm pregnant with your child, and we will have to deal with the baby together? Your name will go on the baby's birth certificate as the father because you are-"

He cut me off by placing his palm over my mouth. I looked at him with no surprise because I had been expecting a negative reaction. What I didn't expect was what he said.

"You want it, I do not. You made the decision and I will not take the responsibility for something I don't want." His voice held the ring of finality.

Wow…that was a low blow and I could feel my anger boil over and before I could stop to think about the consequences, I had slapped him-hard, so hard that I could feel the stinging pain in my palm. How dare he put the blame one me?

His head had turned at the blow and I saw the red of my handprint form, and yet I felt no guilt, "You dare tell me that this is my fault?! How dare you! This child carries your blood and you're telling me you do not care for it in any way?! Listen to me Sasuke," I gave him no chance to speak, "you and I created this baby! We had sex! We fucked! No matter what your intentions were in the beginning, a baby was created and it is growing inside me right now!" I grabbed his hand and placed it over my belly.

It had been two months since we had slept together. The words still sounded sour in my mind but I could not deny the truth. We made a mistake and there was no turning back, and the worst was, no matter how hard I tried to, I couldn't blame him alone.

He tore his hand away from my grasp and punched the wall next to me, trapping me with his body. I was terrified. The fierceness I had come to the library with had washed out. I shrank back in fear as I saw the look in his eyes.

He was angry, more than angry. He was downright furious. I wondered briefly if it would be sensible to be worried for my safety-dark alley, dusk, nobody aroud…

His voice shattered my vague pondering.

"What the hell do you want me to do? I cannot be a father and deal with my shit at once! I would be no good! I cannot help you! You want money? I can give it, but I will not take responsibility! I gave you the fucking solution, but you chose not to take it! So What. Do. You. Want. Me. To. Do?" he looked at me straight in my eyes the whole time, his usually perfect voice breaking with the strain.

"Just be there for me!"

Silence fell between us and I felt my heart beat fast.. The answer to his question had slipped my mouth before I could even think about what I should have said. But it was only when it came out, did I realize how true it was. All along I had just wanted him to be there for me.

I looked at him with searching eyes. His had widened ever so slightly in surprise, and I waited for his answer. It must have been minutes before he spoke in a surprisingly soft voice, "I cannot."

Before I could even register the disappointment, he turned away, shoving his hand in his pockets. I followed his steps away from me with watery eyes. Only when he left, did I let myself tremble.

What she had wanted from me was surprising…no, completely unanticipated. Never would I have expected that.

What made her think that I would play any part in something that I told her to get rid of? No, what made her think that I could be even capable of what she was asking, let alone willing to do it?

I could provide her money for support, but she had asked for the impossible. I could not commit to that relationship. I could not take the responsibility of watching over her and the pregnancy. An abortion on her part would have been much simpler for the both of us.

I sighed heavily and placed my hand on my temple, rubbing it to ease the pain as I remembered her shout out her request. She looked almost desperate as the words had slipped out. She herself had obviously been surprised at her own outburst and it would have been damned hilarious if the situation were different. When I had walked into the library, her visage had been angry and defiant and within ten minutes of conversing with me, she had almost reduced to tears no matter how hard she had tried to blink them back.

I made myself a cup of coffee and dialed Itachi's number. For once I would accept advise from him, I had no one else to turn to. The reason as to why I was still thinking about her was infuriating and annoying. I heard the phone pick up on the other line, "Itachi."

"Ahh…Sasuke, I was expecting a phone call from you soon! Looks like I was right," I scowled at his arrogance.

"Whatever," I muttered, "listen, I fucked up-"

He cut me off like the superior bastard he thought he was, "Haruno Sakura?"

Needless to say, he had caught me off guard. What was he now? A mind reader? "How do-" I began again only to be cut off a second time.

I was too curious to be annoyed, "I met her at your college library…she seemed rather feisty. In fact, her exact words were, 'he has a one way ticket ready for hell.' Now what is it you did to piss her off?" His voice was one of amusement, sarcasm, and underlying curiosity all rolled into one. I curled my free hand into a fist as I glared at the wall opposite of me.

"She's pregnant."

If he was surprised, he didn't show it, but his tone had turned serious, "And what is it you are planning to do?"

I didn't fucking know, that was why I had called him. I was silent for another minute or two, staring at nothing in particular, "Sasuke?" I heard him call from the other end.

I opened my mouth and I hated how my voice came out small and unsure, "I don't know."

Now that my parents knew, I had wanted to blow up at Tsunade. It was way out of line for her to tell them. She had no fucking right to butt into my business and I was angry that she had broken the confidentiality…even if it was to my parents.

But after my talk with Sasuke, all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry, and that was exactly what I did.

It was just me, my ice cream, my baby, and the television in the room. All alone and lonely. I was curled up on the couch just thinking about how pathetic I had looked in front of me. I hadn't even gotten the chance to yell at him, curse him to the end of his days, or even call him a coward for running away! I had wanted to show him that I was an independent woman that did not need his lame help. Instead I had done the complete opposite. I had basically begged him to be there with me, by my side. "Just be there for me!" I cringed as I thought of how I degraded myself without even trying.

I grabbed the pillow off my couch and stifled my moan as I felt a sharp pain through my stomach. I really needed a gynecologist.

The doorbell rang and I contemplated just ignoring it, but the moment I heard the voice, my mother's voice, I knew I had no choice but to open it.

I dragged myself to the door, not at all looking forward to having a chat with my dear, darling mother, who was sure to have a few words to say about my little…err…situation.

I opened the door, not bothering to smile, we both knew the reason she was there. Behind my mother, stood Tsunade with her arms crossed over her chest. What was she doing here? I glared at her as I stepped aside letting them in.

I paused in the doorway and looked both ways for any signs of my father, my mother noticed this and from the couch she said in a small voice, "He'll be here soon."

I closed the door and prepared myself for an outburst. My mother sat on the couch with Tsunade next to her and I stood, leaning against the wall waiting.

"Sakura, how could you?" the soft and tired voice of my mother almost tore me apart.

I couldn't do anything else but reply with complete and utter patheticness, "Mama…I…" I couldn't continue speaking.

We were in silence until my father came. He was pissed and he gave me a glare as he passed me to sit next to my mother.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hair softly telling her that it would be okay.

A lump formed in my throat. I would never have that. No one would want someone who had a child with another man. I almost up and left at that point.

Tsunade must have seen my sadness for she abruptly turned to face me saying, "If you would like, I could be your gynecologist. I know that you haven't had an actual check up as of yet."

I was pissed. She asks me if I wanted her to be my doctor?! Right. I was totally going to let her after she told my parents! Before I could retort, my father spoke.

"Wait, are you telling me that you haven't actually checked up? Does that mean that there is a slight chance of her not being pregnant?" I almost kicked him for that. Why was getting "knocked up" such a bad thing? He made me sound like some kind of whore. I bit my lip and waited for Tsunade's reply.

"Oh she is pregnant all right, her breasts have developed, and she had all the symptoms of pregnancy, but yes, there is a very, very, let me emphasize this, VERY small chance that she is not carrying a baby. The test she took was 99% accurate and with timing of her symptoms, it is very hard to prove otherwise."

She turned to look back at me, "Now would you like for me to be your gynecologist?"

I blew up, "Are you seriously asking me?! How can I trust you after you blabbed to my parents! What happened to the patient/doctor confidentiality?!"

"Sakura!" my father exclaimed but Tsunade looked unfazed.

"I know your parents would have wanted to know, you were about to abort the child."

"What?!" roared my father, while my mother tried to calm him down with a look of shock in her eyes, "Haruno Sakura! We did not raise you to-"

I cut him off, "Dad! Save the lecture! I am not aborting the child!" I was infuriated with every one of them. "And you know what?! Even if I was, it is my choice, my morals, my decision!!! I do not have to stand for this!" I ignored their shocked looks and continued, "You, as my parents, should be supporting me through my obstacles, and you, Tsunade, shouldn't even be here! So I am leaving and when I come back, I do not want to see any of you!" I stormed out the door, slamming it shut.

I heard my mother begin to sob.

Karin was a nosy person. She liked to know everything about every one. And her curious ears had caught hold of a commotion in Haruno Sakura's room, so she had ever-so-deviously listened in. Her red eyes had widened as she learned the truth about the supposedly pure and innocent girl.

Sakura was pregnant! And there was no boyfriend in her life!

"Hey Ami! Guess what?!"

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