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A/N: Yeah I know, another shorty chapter, and more of Sasuke being a complete ass. But things will turn out for the better, I promise. So I really hope you don't lose interest in the story because of my stupid not updating quickly enough and always writing such short chapters. I am sorry.

By the time the trio finally left Tsunade's, the sky was growing dark. Low clouds indicated that rain was more than a possibility. Sasuke sighed as he stepped outside with the others. "Well," Sakura started, "this has turned out to be an interesting day. I'm worn out. I think I'll go home take a shower and go to bed. See you later Ayako-chan." She probably didn't think that Sasuke saw the little wink she gave Naruto before walking away.

Naruto -or Ayako, one- glanced down at the ground, then back up at Sasuke. "Sasuke," she started slowly. He wanted to sigh again. This girl really acted nothing like Naruto. "Can we… hang out sometime? We can… talk about everything." She blushed then -actually blushed! And they expected to convince Sasuke with this?

"Sure," he answered, not at all enthusiastically.

She sighed then, and her eyes looked sad. "I know you still don't believe who I really am. I wish I could prove it to you Sasuke. I really-"

"There's no need for that," he interrupted. "If you really are Naruto, then you know where I live. Just stop by tomorrow, if you want. Maybe then we'll… 'hang out'." The words were uttered from between gritted teeth. Ayako wouldn't know where he lived, but Sakura would, and she would tell her. The only reason why Sasuke had made the suggestion in the first place was because he was sure that if he spent enough time with this girl, she would eventually slip up and he would be right there to point it out and to deny himself the father of her child.

Tsunade was lying, he told himself. I can't be the father of anybody's baby.

"You think Sakura will show me where you live," Ayako said with an all-too-knowing look. "That's just like you, Sasuke…. Well, I'll prove to you who I am. I'll lead you right up to your own house, right now, and without anyone's help." With that, she began to lead the way.

To Sasuke's surprise, she knew exactly where he lived, and even knew where not to step in the front yard to avoid traps he had left out for any intruders. Once at the door, she turned and smiled confidently at him. He glanced warily at her and mumbled, "Anyone in town could have shown you how to do that." The expression on her face immediately sunk.

And then, to his great displeasure, it began to rain. Just as he was going inside, the first few raindrops began to fall, and by the looks of things, it wasn't going to be letting up any time soon either. Sasuke sighed and held open the door for the girl. She just stood there for a moment, staring at him. "Well…?" he said finally. "Are you coming in, or not? You'll get sick if you stay out here in the rain." Damn. What the hell was he turning into? Sheltering a pathetic little fan girl who claimed to be carrying his child. It was absolutely insufferable.

"I've been out in the rain before, Sasuke," she informed him curtly. "You know that. Besides, I wouldn't want to be a bother to you."

"Just shut up and get in. When someone does you a favor, you don't complain, you just accept it." The girl looked startled, but she scurried inside anyway. Surely she didn't want her hair getting wet. Sasuke turned away from her in disgust.

"Well, thank you, Sasuke." She gave him a slight smile.

He glanced coldly at her, refusing to smile back.

Sasuke walked past her, into the kitchen to make them something to drink. She followed him after a moment, and stood in the doorway watching him. She didn't say a word, which was a little surprising. She simply stood there, never once taking her eyes from him.

Sasuke did his best to ignore her as he fixed the tea. Finally, though, it became more than he could take. He hated those curious blue eyes watching him like that. "So are you just going to stand there looking at me all night?" he demanded harshly.

She blinked in surprise. "Sorry. I didn't realize I was staring." Her eyes dropped to the floor, a little sadly, and for an instant -just an instant- he regretted being so cruel to her. Shaking his head, he turned away from her. He had no reason to be sorry. He would not apologize.

"Sasuke?"

He turned back to look at her. "Yeah, what is it?" She was probably going to ask him something stupid, like how he thought their wedding was going to be or what he thought the baby would look like.

Much to his surprise, she asked instead, "Have you been taking care of yourself Sasuke? You were complaining about headaches at Tsunade's earlier…." Sasuke's head throbbed at the mention of headaches. The medicine he had didn't help with these kinds of headaches. Thank goodness she didn't notice him wince. "You haven't gotten sick anymore lately have you?"

Sasuke was disgusted by the fact that her voice was filled with such compassion, as if she actually meant the things she said! Quite the little actress, aren't you? he wondered. His head throbbed again, and he had to force himself not to go sit down. "What does it matter to you?" he half snarled. He didn't mean to be so rude that time, but his head hurt and he wanted to lie down. Of course, he could never sleep with this girl around. God only knows what she'd do to him.

The girl's eyes tightened a little. "I'm just trying to be nice, you know," she said quietly, crossing her arms as she leaned against the doorframe. "You and your damn Uchiha pride."

"Shut up," he growled. "What do you think you know of Uchiha pride?"

Slowly, she crossed the room to stand before him, looking up into his face defiantly. Suddenly, though, she gave him a little push on the chest, and he fell back, plopping his bottom down into a chair behind him. "Hey!" he snapped. "What are you trying to do to..." She placed her hands on each side of his temple, silencing him.

"It's obvious that you have a headache, and it's obviously bothering you. So just sit still."

Ayako walked behind him, placing her hands on his head again. Each time she pressed her hands against his head, he expected for it to hurt, but little by little his headache began to fade away. She continued to run her fingers through his hair, and rub his head until finally her hands began to slowly move down to his neck and shoulders, loosening muscles he hadn't known were so tight. Sasuke's eyelids began to droop, and the harder he tried to keep himself awake, the sleepier he became.

Finally the girl spoke. "The tea is ready," she announced quietly. He noted that her voice didn't seem so loud and obnoxiously squeaky as most girls' voices were.

Sasuke stood - with a regretful sort of sigh - and poured her and himself a cup of the tea, sitting himself back down at the table. Ayako had also taken a seat, and was now sitting across from him. Gently, the girl picked up her cup and blew across the surface of the hot liquid, steam rolling off in little white curls. A little dazed, Sasuke wondered if maybe she really was Naruto. Her eyes were the same shape, and the same deep blue as Naruto's were, and he was sure that her hair was the same exact color.... But there was no way Naruto would ever wear so much make up around his eyes.

"Thanks for the tea," Ayako said after taking a sip. She seemed to only be saying it for lack of anything else to say. "And for letting me stay in out of the rain."

"You wear too much makeup." She looked surprised at his sudden observation. "You would look better without it."

She smiled slightly. "I know. And to tell you the truth, I kind of hate it. Sakura and Ino, and even Hinata -Hinata!- make me wear it. They like to dress me up... like a doll. I really hated them for it at first, but I had to pretend I was a… natural girl, so it's not like I could complain." She laughed suddenly. "Tsunade made so much fun of me at first. Sometimes she still does."

Sasuke smiled too. He could imagine that.

But of course, Naruto would never allow such a thing. Naruto would not….

Sasuke wanted to get angry again. He wanted to yell at this girl, and make her leave, not caring if she had to walk home pregnant in the rain. But he was just too damn tired at the moment to get angry. At least his headache was gone though; that was something. "So," he started sarcastically, "what are you planning on doing about this whole… situation?"

Ayako's eyes grew sad again. "I really don't know," she replied. "Maybe we just shouldn't talk about it for a while."

He growled slightly. "You did this just to get closer to me." His voice did not snap as it had earlier. "You women plotting against me," he grumbled.

Ayako sighed, muttering under her breath about him being stubborn. "Listen, Sasuke… if I could go back in time and take back what happened that night at the party, I would. But I can hardly do that, now can I?"

He scoffed. "Lies."

"I'm not lying!" She stood, her chair clattering to the floor behind her in her haste. Sasuke jumped at the sudden, loud sound of it. She scurried over to the sink and splashed water all over her face and in her hair, using a towel to dry herself. Afterward, she threw the towel down and turned back to him.

Sasuke's chair was turned slightly away from the table, which allowed her to sit at his feet and place her hands on his lap. Her face was mere inches from his, and he wanted to push her away, but found that he could not. Instead, he turned his eyes to the table, or the wall, or the floor… anything but to those blue eyes.

"Look at me Sasuke Uchiha!" the girl snapped. Reluctantly, he looked at her again. Traces of makeup still smeared in little places here and there, but otherwise her face was clean. Also, her hair was wet and dripping a little, one big mass of fuzz around her face. He had to admit though, they had picked the perfect candidate for a female Naruto impersonator.

She sighed, her eyes desperately trying to send him some message, pleading, trying to make him understand. Yeah, she was quite an actress. "Do you still not see it?" she half-demanded, half-begged. "I am Naruto."

Sasuke shook his head. "You look like him… a little. But you just can't be. It's just a lie."

The girl sat perfectly still for a long moment, still staring up at him. She never blinked once, but when finally she stood, her eyes were filled with tears. Her movements were slow and hesitant, but once standing, she stared defiantly down at him. "You are an idiot Sasuke Uchiha," she hissed fiercely. A lone tear trickled down her cheek.

With that, the girl turned away from him and exited the kitchen. He ran after her. "Where are you going?" he asked. Only that one little part of him did not want her to leave - at least she could get rid of his headaches.

Ayako was putting her shoes on at the door. "Even being out in the rain is better than being here with you." Her voice shook as she spoke, and her hands were trembling slightly. She turned her back on him and flung open the door. She stood there for a moment, looking out into the curtain of rain covering the earth. It was falling heavily, and the sound of it seemed to pound in Sasuke's ears.

Without even a glance over her shoulder at him, Ayako stepped out into the rain, slamming the door behind her. Sasuke sighed after she was gone. His headache was back.

Naruto -aka Ayako- stumbled through town. The village was virtually empty, because, of course, everyone was inside out of the rain. It was just as well - at least he wouldn't run into anybody now. No one would be asking him what was the matter. He was free to cry alone in the rain.

Through windows of homes as he passed them by, he could see families and friends sitting together, laughing and having a good time as they ate supper or just hung out. The light spilling outside from those windows was warm and welcoming, but that only made Naruto feel that much worse; that much more alone.

Finally he found himself a nice secluded little wall to lean against, and he sank to the ground in painful, heart wrenching tears.