CHAPTER 7

DISLAIMER: Never have, never will, but I do wish, that I owned Naruto.

Woo hoo! Two weeks! This is a definate improvment from last time. Still, I'm so sorry it even took this long TT.TT

I hope you enjoy it, you wouldn't BELIEVE the amount of times I got writers block X.X

Still in shock, Sakura pulled the foreign blankets up to her chin as if for protection. Her eyes flitted about the room taking in its details. Her eyes landed on the half open closet. The half-open empty closet. Somehow that made her feel rather better. More like someone hadn't sedated her and hijacked her to wherever here was. She wouldn't be anywhere without a closet full of something.

She pulled the covers entirely over her head and laid back into the sea of pillows once again. Sighing, she draped her forearm over her forehead, and her other hand she rested lightly on her stomach. Her emerald eyes widened and Sakura kicked at the comforter 'til it was off her upper half and resting on her calves. She looked down over herself.

She was clothed. Fully. In her own clothes too. She slumped back into the black satin once again with relief this time. Only when she had realized she was clothed, had it occurred to her she might not have been. She put her hands over her face and breathed in and out deeply once. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, trying to sort out her over flowing thoughts. What did she remember about last night?

...Nothing. The only thing that came to mind was her falling alseep to the movie, and she was positive that had been at her own house.

"Really, aren't you going a bit over board with this freak out?" the deep voice cut through the air. She recognized it all too well.

She put her hands to her sides and sat up, turning a glare at the voices owner. "Where the hell are we?" she spat at Sasuke. He simply smirked in return.

"Oh? You don't remember? Damn, that's a shame. You sure like to party though, I'll tell ya. Head throbbing yet? After all the drugs, alcohol, and the monster sex everyone could hear you having, you should just feel terrible. Man, last night was the first time I've ever seen you like that." He whistled at this point. "Just wow." His eyebrows raised at her and his smirk was ever present.

Sakura's expression didn't falter either. Though she did color the glare with some annoyance. "No, seriously. Where am I, and why the sodding hell are you here?"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Should you really insult the owner of the bed your in so many times?"

"This is your house!"

He grinned to irk her. "Of course! Not to mention it was your idea to come over last night." He winked at her once, then pushed off from the door he was leaning off and disappeared heading down the hallway.

"Hey!" she yelled after him, wrenching the covers off her feet, then tripping over her own purse and crashing to the floor as she got down from the bed.

"Ow..." she muttered to herself.

Sasuke's head popped back into the doorframe. "Nice one. I heard you halfway down the hallway." And he left the room again, his footsteps could be heard as he went down the hallway. She pushed her sprawled self up from the floor and stood, walking and following after him.

"Oi! Sasuke!" she called as she reached the door. She looked to both sides and spotted his retreating back to the left. Quickly she set after him. "Would you stop?"

"No."

"Hey!" she walked faster and was directly behind him after a few long strides. She was about to veer to get to his right when he stopped suddenly, resulting in her colliding with his back and falling backwards.

She shut her eyes and flailed a bit, expecting to have a painful meeting with the floor. Instead, she felt her wrist get caught, and with a tug of her arm she was pulled into a protective embrace.

She opened her eyes and stared up into the face two inches away from hers. She kind of just hung there supported by him, un-sure of what to do exactly. A smile tugged up one corner of his mouth, and onyx eyes sparkled at her.

"Hi."

"Ello..." she breathed back.

"You okay?" Sasuke asked, a look of concern flashing across his features. He even tightened his grip. But all that managed to do was make her breath hitch.

"Yeah...I'm fine..." she squeaked, looking away from his eyes and to the side trying desperately to get her wits about her once more.

They stood in a rather awkward position. It looked in a way like he had just dipped her while they were dancing, then they decided to stay that way. His legs were spread apart, and her feet occupied the space in between them. His arms were what secured her from falling, one holding her lower back, the other was at the nape of her neck.

One of her hands had found his shoulder and was gripping it as if for support, the other rested across her own stomach. He smiled at her again when her eyes returned to his face.

"I'm glad." He said simply.

She could feel the small heat in her face growing larger and she did not want him to notice it.

She looked to the side again. "Uhm...thanks for the catch and all...but you can let go now."

He smirked and brought the hand from her neck up to her face, stroking once. His face leaned in and closed the gap, his cheek resting against hers. "Is that really what you want?" his breath tickled her ear and he felt a shiver run down her spine.

Instead of being normal and swooning appropriately like Sasuke was used to, she used the grip on his shoulder to push him away. "Yeah. Positive."

She backed up her feet so she was standing straight instead of at an angle like moments before, and broke away from the embrace. She resumed her senses and crossed her arms across her chest. "I'll ask you again. What am I doing here?" she looked at him again and it clicked. "Not to mention where's the baby!"

And people claim she isn't good at awkward subject change.

He sighed, shrugged, then turned around and started walking away from her.

"Dammit..." she muttered, then followed after him again, being sure to stay far to the side so something like that didn't happen again. She sighed, feeling defeated. "Look...would you just tell me...why I'm here?"

She wasn't yelling or being sarcastic, oh no those were things Sasuke could deal with. Instead for the first time, she sounded confused, upset, and even a hint of scared. He stopped walking, and looked at her beside him. He expected to be looking into a proud and demanding face, shining with anger directed at him as usual. Instead all he saw was a high school girl with downcast eyes, looking lost.

He felt bad. He had actually managed to scare, or even sadden Sakura Haruno? Holy crap. He was a horrible little shit.

His face went slack and he closed his eyes. "Fine," he started, opening them again and rubbing a temple. "You're at my house, like I said. You suck at waking up. I called you in the middle of the night cause I forgot the bottle at your house, and the baby was screaming it's head off. You brought it over, but seemed way too tired to drive home safely, so I stuck you in one of our guestrooms, okay? That's the truth." He sighed. Man, he hadn't meant to actually upset her or anything. All he'd wanted was her alive in the morning.

Her face brightened and she looked up at him. He felt his face getting hot, and he didn't enjoy it anymore then she had a few minutes ago.

"Stupid..." he said, putting a hand on her head and ruffling her hair. All he received was a smack on the arm. Inwardly, he smiled. Some odd 30 hours ago she would have tried to flip him or something for doing a thing like that. Was this possibly progress? He looked over at her and she smiled, then caught herself and looked at his arms again. She grimaced instantly.

"Did you leave the baby alone!"

"Well, yeah. That's what you do when a real baby is asleep, right? You leave it alone but safe and let it sleep right?"

She glowered at him. "Who knows all the things that piece of shit can do? Like maybe it records all the hours it feels no body heat or something?"

"Your just paranoid." He instantly regretted saying it as her eyes narrowed at him.

"Paranoid?" she said it slowly, and made it sound dangerous. Then she shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe I am. But I intend on passing. Where is it?"

"My room."

"Lets go." He arched an eyebrow at her, but just started walking.

"We would have been there by now if you would have just let me walk." He said in a chiding tone. He could feel her dirty look following him, and it actually felt nice. Like if it wasn't there then something was wrong. She was still glowering at him as they reached his room.

Her eyes scanned it for the baby, but she took in its details on the side. The huge room was a mix of black dark blue and white. Dark blue king sized bed, black puffy chairs surrounding a silver plasma screen in the corner. White walls, black carpet. Three tall dark blue shelves along one wall, and two closed doors. Clothes littered his floor, and games were scattered about near the TV. She would have gone personally crazy.

He walked away from her and went to the other side of his bed, and brought the car seat into sight. The baby was in it as usual. She gave him a look. "Have you held it at all?"

He shrugged. "Yeah. A couple times. And it was on the bed last night, so yeah. But it's heavy. I don't wanna lug it everywhere."

She couldn't help but roll her eyes. She walked forward and got it out of the car seat. "'Kay, thanks. I'll be in my room."

"What for?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.

"Why shouldn't I go back there?"

"..."

"Right. That's what I thought." She smirked and walked out of the room with the baby in her arms, following the path she remembered. She reached her temporary room rather quickly, and went inside and shutting the door.

She walked to the place where she had literally tumbled out of bed. She crouched down and retrieved her purse from the floor, and sat on the bed. The baby rested in the crook of on arm while she searched through her purse with the other. Her hand came back out of it after a couple of minutes, cell phone being tightly clutched. She looked at the time and sweatdropped.

It was later then it should be, and she didn't remember if she had left anything at home to tell her mother or Laddie where she was. Tentatively, she dialed the phone number to her house into her cell and pressed SEND.

"Hello?"

She winced at the harsh sound of the voice. Damn. She was in some freaking trouble.

"...Hi."

"Sakura?"

"That's what they tell me..." she replied to her mother, trying to be witty, as if that would soften the blow that was advancing quickly upon her.

"WHERE ARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED SICK I'VE BEEN! TO WAKE UP AND FIND YOUR DAUGHTER GONE AND SOME BARELY LEGIBLE NOTE SCRAWLED ON A POST-IT!" Emi bellowed into the phone, obviously upset. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" She demanded.

"Sasuke's." She mumbled quietly, hoping her mother hadn't understood her.

"..."

'Silence? Oh God no...' Sakura thought to herself, holding the small phone a bit away from her ear as she prepared herself for the loud noises about to leap from it.

"YOU'RE AT A BOYS HOUSE! GOOD LORD SAKURA WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! I KNEW YOU LIKED HIM I JUST KNEW IT! IF YOU'RE PREGNANT I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

Sakura blanched. "OH PLEASE! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU TAKE ME FOR!" she shrieked into the phone, disgusted that her mother could even have a thought like that. "Spare me mother! He forgot to bring home the PRETEND babies bottle last night, and you know how well I wake up!" she snapped into the receiver. "He figured I'd kill myself if I drove home, I dont even know how I drove over here without dying! So PLEASE don't give me that shit!" she huffed.

"Tsk tsk tsk." A new voice arrived. "You two. I can't just expect you two talk like normal people, can I?"

Sakura narrowed her eyes. "I'm...on...speaker?" she hissed.

"It's just me and your mother." Laddie sighed. "By the way, do you even know how to write?"

She shrugged in annoyance. "I was half asleep. So sue me."

"When are you coming home?" Emi huffed.

"I dunno. I figured I'd eat, then bring the baby home." A collective sigh could be heard on the opposite end.

"Alright. Well, have fun. And if you do one thing with that boy..." Emi's tone was a worried one, full of warning as well now that the anger had subsided.

"I won't mom. I wouldn't. I swear. Okay?" Sakura tried to assure her mother. "I'll call when I'm coming home. Bye!" she said cheerily, then hung up. She raked her fingers through her ruffled pink locks, and let out a long breath. "Well that sucked."

She looked down at the baby in her arms. "This is your fault you know." She said, giving it a look. She smiled a small smile and got off the bed, and headed back to Sasuke's room. She knocked once, and entered. An empty room greeted her. She looked around, and saw the two doors. She went to the one on her right and knocked once.

"Yeah?" she heard Sasuke's voice from the other side. She turned the knob and walked in, preoccupied with the baby as she did so. "Hey Sasuke I haven't eaten anything for the last..." her trailed off as she looked up and saw him. They weren't in his closet.

They were in his bathroom.

He stood there, nonchalant as usual. A towel was the only thing covering his entire body, and it hung loosely at his waist, the rest of his damp glistening body was visible.

"Uh..." Sakura looked quickly away, and looked back at him, and then away again and then a few more times like that. The silence was awkward for Sakura, though she couldn't even process how he'd taken a shower in the 6 minutes she'd been gone.

He stood there, waiting for her to talk again. His dark hair was limp and wet, and he obviously hadn't had the time to dry off just yet. He reached for the hand towel on the counter, and shook his head a couple of times before using that to dry his hair off slightly.

Sakura got spattered with drops and they seemed to bring her mostly out of her deer-in-the-headlights-embarrassment. "Uhm, I think I'll just leave now..." she muttered, making a turn for the door.

"What did you want?" Sasuke asked.

"Hungry." She said with a shrug. "Uhm, but yeah you need clothes." She said, sneaking one more look at his toned body.

He smirked at her. "Just take a freaking picture."

Her eyes widened that he had noticed, but then again she hadn't been exactly subtle. They narrowed once more. "No." And she left through the door, throwing it closed as she left, then slumping against the back of it as a deep shade of maroon spread across her face.

"Oh my God."

She covered her face with her hands while still minding the baby. Boy, would she have some stories for when she got together with the girls. She let her hands fall and she strode uncomfortably out of the room, her face still tinged a bright pink.

She turned as she shut the door, took a few preoccupied steps forward and crashed into something.

"Ow..." she mumbled. She rubbed at her nose which had gotten quite smashed. She looked up to see what she had bumped, and stared straight into the face of Uchiha Itachi.

Well that was fun

I hope that saitiated a few of the romance cravers. I gave them enough embarrassment to last weeks, because I am a cruel and evil being XP

I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this Itachi kick, but within the next two chapters Sakura and the girls are all gonna have one hell of a sleepover, babies included XD

Oh yes, be exited! haha. 'kay! Hope you liked it!