SUMMER
How Soon is Now? Pt. 1
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Naruto
Three months later, all three of our fates were finalized. It happened in early August. Sakura-chan was visiting me as usual. Katsuya had gone AWOL for some reason. It was probably for the best. Things had been peaceful for this summer. But then, that silence was shattered. I was outside when Sakura-chan rushed out. "Naruto-kun!" she cried out in a weak voice. "I'm in labor!" I was in complete shock. Sakura-chan wasn't due until mid-November. Right then, I knew something was dead wrong.
"Okay," I said quickly. "I'll get you to the nurse right away!" Sakura-chan tried to stood but she was sinking to her knees in agony. I rushed forward and held her up. I had to act fast. Her and the baby's life could be in danger. I quickly took her in the house, threw a robe over her long white lacy nightgown, and rushed her to the nurse.
The nurse was busy today. I dragged Sakura-chan to the front. I had to knock plenty of people out of the way to do so. The nurse walked straight to the desk. "What do you want?" she asked in a dull voice. I slammed my hand down onto the counter as if to break it. "Help us out! Sakura-chan is in early labor and something is terribly wrong!" I yelled out. I knew I drew attention by yelling like an idiot. But I didn't care. Sakura-chan and the baby's lives were more important right now. I began panting wildly. The nurse looked me dead into the eye. "Isn't she due in three months?" she asked. "YES! HELP US!" I shouted. The nurse kept her dull look. "Okay, calm down." she replied. Then she turned to Sakura-chan. "Come with me, dear." the nurse said. Then she came around the counter, took Sakura-chan by the arm, and took her down the hall. "I need three nurses to assist me!" the nurse yelled as she moved quickly. Instantly, three nurses about sixteen years old rushed to Sakura-chan's aid. I followed behind in a heartbeat.
The news seemed grim. The nurse turned to me with a worried look on her face. "This is high-risk pregnancy." she addressed. "Due to the abuse Haruno-san has been through, the baby has been forced into early labor. There is also some bad hemorrhage that it is causing as well. If we stall any longer, Haruno-san will be losing both her baby and her life." My eyes widened fast. "Is the baby going make it?" I asked quickly. The nurse took my hands lightly. "The only way to save the child and the mother is to deliver the baby right away." she said strongly. "Haruno-san has agreed to this. Are you okay with this?" I bit my lip hard. What could I say? Neither Sakura-chan nor I knew if this was my kid or not. That drunken dumass was nowhere to be found. He put Sakura-chan in this fix, so he should be here to help. But he's not and I still have a mission to carry out! Sakura-chan and my possible child's lives sat firmly in my hands. I couldn't screw this up, damnit!"
"Do what you must!" I said at last. The nurse smiled me. "Wise decision." she said. Then she turned to her nurses. "I need one of you to stop the bleeding and the others to aid me in delivering the baby safely." she instructed. "Yes ma'am!" they all yelled. Then they took their places. The nurse turned back to me. She put her hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Uzumaki-san." she said. "I'll make sure your baby is delivered safely." I stood there stunned. "But," I began. "How do you know I'm the father? Sakura-chan and I don't even know if that's true!" The nurse put her finger to my lips and smiled. "I don't know if that's true either," she replied. "I hope you would be the father and not that lousy drunk! But even if the baby lives and turns out to be Katsuya's child, you will always be the child's real father to me!" Then she went back to her work.
I stood still and watched. Her words touched me. They reminded me over those roses that little girl planted. On the way to nurse, I saw them. Some of the roses had fallen over weak and dead. Only seventeen roses stood tall and slowly blooming. The sight of the fallen roses made me depressed. I really hoped the girl's roses would grow and bloom into their perfect beauty. Now, my hope was reduced down to seeing those seventeen remaining grow and bloom. Just like Sakura-chan and our possible child would live to have a happy life. I sat down near the door and waited.
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