Karin stood in the dimly lit hallway of a rather swanky apartment complex. And there she stood, in an apartment building that was obviously payed for by Sasuke's parents, about to knock on the door of a man she had known for two days.

Karin didn't know even know Sasuke's intentions- other than "going over the birth plan", which just sounded gross to Karin! What if he was a psycho-path? The suave act sure was convincing…

Just as Karin was deciding to leave, the door opened (and without creaking like the door to Karin's apartment!), and there stood Sasuke, shirtless and holding a laundry basket.

"You're late."

Karin was flustered. She had seen shirtless men before, but she had never been so close to a man who was so exposed – although she would never admit it.

"Sorry," she mumbled, "but are we going to work or are you going to…"

Sasuke smirked slightly and casually replied, "It's laundry day." But, nevertheless, he pulled a wrinkly shirt out of his basket and covered himself.

Dirty laundry? Gross.

"Are you going to come in, or just stand in the hallway?" With this question, Sasuke turned to enter his apartment, tossing his laundry basket to the floor. Karin cautiously followed.

She sat herself on Sasuke's rather large leather sofa, and started to unpack her bag.

"Do you want a drink or something?" Sasuke offered, while rummaging through the fridge.

"Just water if you don't mind"

Sasuke placed a small bottle of water and a can of soda on the marble coffee table. No coaster? Sloppy...

"So uhhh sensei says that we need to make a 'birth plan' to be prepared just as if it were an actual birth." Karin pulled out her heavily highlighted notes and placed her notebook on the table. "So, we'll start with the basics," Karin glanced at the papers and somehow managed to ask, "…Va-vaginal birth, or Cesarean?"

Karin swore that she saw Sasuke jump at the question.

"Uhhh, you're the mom… but maybe – Isn't C-section supposed to be less painful or something?"

He tried, he really did. Damn Kakashi had to make these questions mandatory to college boys who knew nothing about women or, heaven forbid, birth.

"Well, it kinda depends…" Karin tried to speak gentler than her normal tone, she was sure that Sasuke was just as scared and nervous, if not more so, as she was. "After a C-section women can't do very much, it's like getting a spleen or something removed and we need to recover. So, that would leave you doing most of the work with the baby…"

"Oh, then.. uh, va- err, the other one? Would you prefer that?"

Karin couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the question. All the bimbos would kill to be in my spot… Talking about vaginas with the school's resident hottie? Sounds hotter than it is…

"I think so, but maybe we should research it sometime."

Sasuke looked away, and Karin was worried that he was coming close to exploding from trying to his regular cool composure.

And then… silence. Karin shifted a little on the couch, praying that Sasuke would say something, anything. She really should have known not to expect that much. He could probably go for weeks without even seeing another person and be content. The silence was suffocating her now, it was so awkward. She had to break it.

"So… have you thought of any names yet?" Not your best icebreaker, but it's better than what he's got.

"For the baby?"

No shit Sherlock. "Yeah, we should probably get it down to at least the top two for a boy or girl. I kinda like Lily for a girl…"

"…"

He looked half dumb, sitting on his expensive sofa staring at Karin with his questioning onyx eyes. Was he really confused by this? "I mean, when sensei gives us our baby, we have to name-"

"… I like Sara for a girl."

"Okay! That's cute. What about a boy?"

"…"

Okay so it was a fluke. Sasuke was one-time use. Karin was going to try and break the silence, when she heard the door rattling. She turned towards the entrance to see a tall, dark haired man entering.

"…" The man, who seemed to be carrying a briefcase stuffed to the brim, gave Karin a blank stare. "You didn't tell me a girl was coming over. There wasn't a tie on the door, either."

Just what was this guy saying?

"Ah, well at least I got here before anything happened."

"Hey! That's not-"

"Shut up, Itachi. Karin," Sasuke momentarily stopped sending death glares towards the man– Itachi – to turn towards Karin. "- this is my brother, Itachi. We share the apartment but I didn't think he'd be home, I'm sorry. And, brother, this is Karin we were working on a project but she was just leaving."

Karin rose and gathered her things, more than happy to escape the suddenly tense room. "Would you like to do this again at my place, tomorrow?"

"Sure." Back to his usual "cool" self, I guess.