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S.A.K.U.R.A

"I'm almost three months pregnant. I'm almost three months pregnant." I had to repeat that sentence over and over again. It was hard to believe; had it really only been that long?

I turned from side to side in front of the mirror. I scrutinized my body inch by inch looking for signs of pregnancy. My stomach seemed to protrude in a I've-gained-weight way but that was it. Looking down, I pressed a finger into my stomach. Maybe I had hoped to somehow feel the baby? To touch it out of mommy pride or to smother it to solve my problems? I honestly wasn't sure which was the answer.

I let my shirt fall back over my stomach and I sighed closing the turned over Pregnancy for Dummies book.

Sasuke and I were okay. Sort of. After his one worded text, he sent another one three hours later, "Let me know if you need me," which was fine and all but it has been three days since I've heard from him. I couldn't help but feel irritated at the lack of effort on his part. Would it kill him to send me a text asking if I was okay every once in awhile? I asked Ino about this and she said shortly that he probably didn't know I wanted him to ask.

Sighing, I decided to just text him. Hey, can we meet up? I hit the send button and almost immediately, I regretted the action wishing for the text message to fail in sending. Unfortunately it sent and I was left waiting for a response.

Okay, so now all I could do was wait. He probably had his phone on him so he was probably going to text back any minute. I stood up and paced the room.

I was still in my room and I knew I needed to get out and do something.

"So, how have you been?" Strangely, I was in his room sitting on his floor eating his food with his towel next to me. I never dreamed that one text would lead me to this situation. Uchiha Sasuke was sitting at his desk typing up a paper on his laptop and I, Haruno Sakura, was in his room. Totally surreal.

He didn't look up from his computer, "What's wrong?"

I think he was referring to why I sent him a text message so suddenly and I didn't have an answer prepared, "Um. I just haven't heard from you in a while."

He let out a sigh of frustration and swiveled around in his chair to face me. Again, I was sitting on the floor in his room like we were friends or something. Still unreal.

I leaned back onto my arms and crossed my feet in front of me. "What? You invited me over," I said playfully. Talking to Sasuke was like talking to a brick wall. Both don't talk back. Instead, I have to scrutinize his face for different facial expressions. A raise of the eyebrow. Narrowing of his eyes. A quirk up of his lips. A slight frown. The tenseness of his jaw.

I started again, "How's your family life?"

He looked like he was suppressing the urge to roll his eyes. "What do you want to know?" he asked evenly.

I let out a big smile. He wasn't one to beat around the bush. "Tell me who Hitomi is."

He must have been anticipating this because his answer was quick, "A family friend."

I rolled my eyes, "Sasuke, I have to know who she is to you."

"She's no one."

I pressed on, "No seriously Sasuke, who is she? Is she, like, going to be a part of our baby's life?" At "our baby," I noticed a look of distaste that was quickly masked by indifference. Not gonna lie. That hurt. I guess at least he wasn't voicing his disapproval anymore. We were making progress.

"Maybe," he looked me straight in the eye as he said this.

I stared right back at him hoping I looked bored instead of the inner panic I was experiencing. If Hitomi took Sasuke than I would never have a chance with him. He was my baby's father; I didn't want to share him. "What does that mean?"

Again I had to interpret the raise of his eyebrow. Frustrated, I realized that I didn't know him well enough to accurately decipher his cryptic facial expressions.

"Do you like her or something? Does she like you or something? Does she know about me and my-our baby? Use words Sasuke!"

His face hardened, "It's none of your business."

And suddenly I was kneeling before him, "Sasuke, it is my business. You promised you'd be there for me, so that means you're going to be involved in my life and your life affects mine!" I didn't mean for it to come out so dramatic but it was true.

"Fuck. Stop using my promise against me." He must have noticed my mood dropped because he softened his words, "I didn't mean it like that; I will keep my promise but it's personal."

"You know I can be here for you too Sasuke-kun? It doesn't have to be a one sided thing," I whispered.

He was surprised because he didn't have a response for that. I waited for another moment. Waiting for a response.

After what seemed like ages, he nodded shortly and turned back around to his laptop.

I sat back on my heels and watched him. He sat there. Just sat there doing nothing and staring at the laptop screen not really seeing the words on the document. Then he started typing.

It was progress.

N.A.R.U.T.O

"N-Naruto-kun, what's happening to us?" Hinata sat on the opposite end of the bed. It was the first time I had seen her outside of the lecture hall in two weeks.

I sighed and laid down on her bed. I covered my eyes with my left arm and muttered, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that I-I haven't seen you," she stuttered playing with her fingers, "and when we do see each other, it seems tense."

I rolled up and looked at her thoughtfully. She was right. It was tense. It was even slightly awkward and I knew why. Sort of. Teme and Sakura-chan and studying combined have taken a toll on our relationship. Sasuke was my best friend and I knew he had a lot of stress going on in his life.

Hinata-chan is not a bold person, so when she makes a move to initiate any sort of kissing, it's a big deal. She moved to hover over me and her eyes were closed. I watched her lips move closer but I just wasn't in the mood.

To save her from embarrassment, I gave her a quick kiss and pulled away rolling off the bed. I stood up in front of her and smiled with my hands behind my head, "The weather looks terrible! I should leave soon!" I pretended I didn't notice the disappointed look in her eyes.

"N-Naruto-kun, I-I have a question," she looked so serious and vulnerable. I nodded waiting for her to continue, "D-Does Sakura-chan like you?"

Although I was a little surprised, my answer was immediate, "No!"

"D-Did she do something to upset you?"

I had no idea what she was talking about but I could tell she was honestly worried about something. I sat down next to her and took her hand, "Hinata-chan, what do you mean?"

She pulled her hand away and fiddled with her hair. She was hesitant to answer so I asked again, "What do you mean? Did she say something to you?"

"D-Do you still love Sakura-chan?"

The hand that had been reaching out to grab hers froze and my eyes widened, "H-Hinata-chan, what makes you think that?"

She covered her eyes with her hand and let out a muffled, "E-Ever since what happened between S-Sasuke-san and Sakura-chan, y-you've spent more time with her. A-And I know you used to l-love her!"

My heart stopped beating and then I had her in my arms. I suppose what she said was true, but Sakura-chan was Sakura-chan and she needed me. I knew Hinata-chan needs me too, but it was Sakura-chan. She was the girl with pink hair. She was one of my first friends. She was my first love. She was Sakura-chan. "Hinata-chan, I'm so sorry; I love you. You hear me? I love you Hyuuga Hinata!" I couldn't tell her that Sakura-chan needed me more than she did right now.

I held her for another five minutes. She released her weight into me and we just sat there in silence. My mind was racing though. I couldn't even explain it to myself. Who was Sakura-chan to me? Did I still love her?

I had to leave before I did something stupid, so I kissed Hinata-chan's forehead gently and said, "I have to go now, but remember, I love you okay?" When she nodded, I pushed her hair back from her face, "I'll call you later okay?" She nodded again and I stood up and walked to the door.

I walked out of her room without looking back knowing I'd see rejection on her face.

As soon as I walked out of Tenten and Hinata's dorm, I took a deep breath before I walked out into the rain.

S.A.K.U.R.A

"You can't send me out there," I pointed towards the window, "I'll catch pneumonia and die." Before he could get any ideas, I added, "You'll have my death," I paused and corrected myself, "our deaths on your hand." I rubbed my stomach and glared at him. I didn't want to leave him; I was just getting to really know him.

He let out an exasperated sigh and said, "I'll drive you back."

That was more than I could hope for, "Okay!" I chirped and stood up. Just as I stood up, the lights went out and everything went dark, "Looks like I'm staying."

I was wrong. This was way more than I could have hoped for.

I heard a sigh and knew I had won, "Sit down, I'll go look for a flashlight."

The only light in the room was that of his laptop's screen, but I didn't dare go on his computer while he was searching for a flashlight around the apartment he and Naruto shared. It was tempting though. Anyway, a moment later, that too turned off.

He came back with a flashlight and shone the light at me with a glare.

"I didn't plan for this to happen!" I shrieked when Sasuke continued to glare accusingly at me, "I don't like being stuck with you either!"

"Give me the flashlight," I demanded, "I need to find my phone." I almost missed catching the flashlight he threw. I located my phone and tried to turn it on. "Ugh, my phone died."

I waited for like five minutes for him to say something. It was an awkward five minutes but i guess it wasn't awkward enough to make him talk. I sat down against the wall in dead silence.

After another ten minutes of silence passed.

"Sakura, give it to me," he ordered. Oh. I guess I had been flicking the on off switch. I looked at him and turned it back on. Then off. Then on.

"Cut it out," he grunted and reached for the flashlight in my hand.

Annoyed, I held it further away leaning away from him, "No." He should have been talking to me.

Frustrated, he sat back against the wall and muttered, "Childish," underneath his breath. I watched his hand move to his forehead as one knee came up. His silhouette in the dark was beautiful. I turned the flashlight off and sighed, scooting closer to him.

"Sasuke-kun," I whispered. It was hard to keep the longing out of my voice. The flash of lightening illuminated the paleness of his face. In contrast, his eyes were so so dark. A pang of desire struck me again.

"Why can't you give us a chance?" I couldn't help myself. I hated how whiny I sounded, but the question has plagued my mind ever since he rejected me the last time I saw him. All I wanted was commitment. I knew what Naruto said was true. Sasuke just doesn't commit. He was even less likely to commit if he had no ties to me. Besides the baby, we had nothing in common. I just didn't want him to leave half way through.

"Sakura," he sounded irritated. He stopped. What was it? Was I so unappealing? Too ugly? Too immature? Was I too clingy? Was I too annoying? I just wanted to know what was so wrong with me that he couldn't even think about being with me.

"What?" I persisted.

"I just don't like you," he let out in one harsh breath.

"Ouch..."I mumbled. It actually hurt to hear him say that. The ache in my chest deepened and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I heard thunder rumble outside and I knew I wasn't helping my case, but the words just tumbled out of my mouth, "Then why did you bother sleeping with me! You knew me! You knew what kind of girl I was! You knew I was drunk! You took advantage of me!" It just kept coming and my voice rose with each passing phrase, "Couldn't you have found some other girl to fuck! Fucking hell, you owe me a chance!"

All I wanted to do was hit him. Scratch him. Slap him. Punch him. Kick him. Make him want to be with me. If we were together, then everything would be okay for me. My child wouldn't grow up fatherless. I wouldn't have to search for the man of my dreams with a child burdening me. I wouldn't have to give up my dreams of going to medical school. Sasuke and I could grow to love each other. He was my solution.

His voice was tired, "I didn't know you."

The truth struck me cold. I knew more about him than he had ever known about me. The imbalance upset me and I just had to defend myself, "Naruto knew me. He must have talked about me! You should have known! Just give me what I want!" Why did I know more about him than he knew about me? Why did people talk more about him than me? What made him more special than me?

"I owe you nothing," before I could protest, he continued, "and you have to stop blaming me." Angry, he finished with, "Just fucking grow up."

Feeling desperate I begged him for some sort of affection, "Sasuke, just kiss me."

That managed to catch him off guard. It only took him a second to recover from shock and he stood up and looked down at me, "What the fuck?"

I looked pitifully at him, "Sasuke-kun, please," I whispered standing up in front of him. I touched his chest and flattened my palm against it. He pushed my hand away and turned his back on me and I felt hurt, "Please just kiss me, I'm not asking for more." I reached for his shoulders and when he didn't move, I snaked my other arm around his waist. Slowly, when I was sure he wasn't going to push me away, I pressed my cheek in between his shoulder blades.

The only sound heard in the room was the rain pitter pattering against the windows.

He was gentle this time when he removed me from him. We both stood there in the dark. I was close enough to feel his breath on my face and I just wanted to reach up and crush his lips with mine. "It's just not gonna work," he said and stepped away.

I couldn't help it. I just couldn't, "Why! It makes sense Sasuke! If we got together, eventually we'd get married and then our baby would never know it was an accident!" Tears were silently dripping out of my eyes and rolling down my cheeks.

"Sakura. Stop. For fuck's sake, just stop. Stop trying to make us work!" He was getting angry, "If you wanted things to be right, why didn't you just get the abortion? It's not my fucking fault you decided against it. Stop trying to force me into a relationship with you."

I couldn't help but let out a whimper. That whimper turned into a sob. And then I was straight up bawling.

It hurt so much being rejected by him.

I sat back down crying and later I heard a rustle and felt him sit down next to me. I guess it was his way of comforting me, but it wasn't enough.

So I know this was a short chapter and I apologize for it. I'm not at all satisfied with this chapter but I had to submit it because it was keeping me from focusing on my school work! It's definite that I will go back and add another section eventually, but it won't change too much.

Oh! I don't want you guys to hate Sasuke too much! Sakura is a bit of a drama queen! Spread the hate between the two :) This is why the summary is his fault or hers! Both are victims! Both are at fault!

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