The Perfect Plan
ItaSasu
Author's Note: Wow, I just ate the most delicious plum of all time. o.o
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Anyway, once again long time no write. xP Well, it's the easter holidays and I have 2 weeks off school! OHYEAH life's good. 8D
Anywhich, I just read the little summary I wrote a while ago of what happens at the end (I've written it in note form, go me) and was like OMG really? O: …yes, I'd forgotten what happens. xD
Anywhat, let's get onto the story.
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Chapter 18 - Child
Yes, just enough that it wouldn't happen again. You still know deep down what you feel for me, and the punishment will only make that stronger. I've got you wrapped around my little finger, and you can't escape.
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"Ungh… my head hurts…"
I cracked my eyes open only to be blinded by sunlight. It was so bright and it only made my headache worse. I'd had the worst night in forever and this hangover sucked beyond belief. I sat up, with a groan, rubbing my eyes. My throat tasted of sick and it felt like I'd been punched in the stomach about fifty times.
Slowly, I rolled out of bed and flumped onto the floor. I needed to get rid of this taste from my mouth and the throbbing pain in my head, so I stumbled all the way into the kitchen, clutching my head.
Opened the cupboard. Pills. Glass. Water. Excellent.
I turned round to head back to bed with my water when I was suddenly shocked by one of the most terrible sights in the world:
Naruto.
"Whathehllaryuudooenharrr?" I mumbled. (Translation: "What the hell are you doing here?") Clearly the alcohol was still happily slurring away at my speech. Oh shit… I looked down to check I was wearing something. Ah phew, there was a pair of jeans on me.
Naruto laughed. Shut up, damn you… not so loud… I sipped some water from my glass, in hope that it may somehow console my pain and suffering.
"You don't remember?" he laughed, in a mocking voice. "I had to carry you back, you were so wasted! Hahaha. I don't think I've ever seen you so pissed in my life! You couldn't have been more stoned if you'd tried!"
"What are you? Some kind of slang thesaurus? Shut up and get out my house."
Naruto folded his arms. "Actually, this is my house. You managed to lose your key last night!"
Was it…? I looked around.
"Bollocks to that," I grunted. Could this day be even more shitty?
I trundled back to the bedroom.
Oh crap.
"Wait…" I said, suspiciously, stopping where I was. "I woke in your bed…! Where the f-"
"Oh GOD no!" he said, shocked and amused, "I slept on the couch! Not with YOU! That would be disgusting! Ew!"
I sighed with relief. Well, seeing as I'd already made as much of an idiot of myself as possible, I slumped down into a chair and sipped more water.
"You look like death," he observed.
"Shut up," I said. "And just tell me what the hell happened."
He explained to me that at the sake bar last night with him and Sakura, I'd drunk myself stupid, thrown up on the bar, called Sakura fat, and then got beaten repeatedly in the stomach by her. Oh, so that explained why my stomach felt like it had been punched. It probably also contributed to the frequent vomiting. I'd had to dash to the bathroom a couple of times during Naruto's explanation, which was really not so great.
"But it's true, though," I grumbled, "She has been putting on a load of weight recently."
Naruto looked thoughtful for a moment (a rare occurrence). "I hadn't noticed."
"Well, that's because you're an idiot. You don't notice things."
"I do, too!"
"No you don't. Shut up." I took a disgruntled sip of my water.
"Hmmm…" he said in his most irritating voice. "Maybe Sakura-chan's pregnant-"
I sprayed him with water. "You WHAT now?"
"Hey! Ugh! Now I have Sasuke spit all over me! Teme!"
"Get over it. Anyway, there's no way in hell she's pregnant. Why would anyone want to sleep with her?"
Why would they, hm?
"She does have a boyfriend, you know," he said, desperately trying to wipe the water off his hideous orange jacket with some kitchen roll.
"I know that, baka."
"So, didn't it cross your mind they might have sex?"
"Shut up."
You know about the birds and the bees, don't you?
"Oooh," he said, mocking me, "Just cause you wish YOU were the lucky guy. Haha, too bad you're a virgin!"
"Fuck off."
"Hahaha just because I got my cherry popped before you!"
"Don't make me sick." That could be difficult for him. Just the thought of him doing… ugh. He'd finally noticed the way that shy Hyuuga girl always gawked at him. He's so dense, it took him five years to notice. Well, they are a couple now and quite frankly, I don't understand what she sees in him. Each to their own, I suppose.
"Well," he said, "Even if she is pregnant, I'm happy for her. She'd be an awesome mother."
You didn't use contraception…
I groaned and held my head. This shocking revelation had better not be true. I hoped Sakura was just fat. It had been six months since… well. But even so, what were the chances that I…? The times could fit… but she had started going out with this guy shortly after that day. I found it difficult to look at her and I knew that any feelings she had had for me had been shot through.
She never said she hated me, but I could see it in her eyes. For the first few weeks, she never spoke to me. If ever I caught her eye, she just looked… fragile. Betrayed. I guess I had betrayed her, but what did it matter to me - it was just a fit of delusion on my part. Besides, she should be happy because I'd finally given her what she had always wanted. Anyway, later she began to talk to me, but never out of her own choice. She was cold to me. She'd dropped the "-kun" from my name, which was a bonus, I guess, and I found myself feeling a lot less irritated now that she had stopped bothering me, although it was weird not being worshipped every second of the day.
I sighed, stood up and headed to the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower. Don't come near, or I will disembowel you."
"Believe me," he said, "I wouldn't come near you naked if my life depended on it."
"Whatever…"
In the shower, I had time to replay the past six months in my mind. I had woken in the hospital in Konoha. They told me I'd been found unconscious in the forest, stark naked. I didn't want to know who had found me, but I made it very clear that if that person so much as thought of telling anyone about it, I would personally murder them.
I remember feeling so numb. Was it from the pain? Itachi had used some really bizarre and scarily realistic genjutsu on me and it had freaked me out so much when I woke to find I wasn't dead. My mind was blank, my body felt empty. Everything about me was just so… lost – for lack of a better word. I hadn't forgotten what had happened and God, I wished it hadn't. Everyone else believed me when I told them I'd been trapped in the genjutsu of "an Akatsuki member" and left, and they knew nothing of what else had happened that day. I doubted very much that Sakura would want to tell anyone.
Somehow, I had managed to slip back into my normal life in Konoha. At first, I was so furious at Itachi. How dare he do that to me! How dare he hurt me! And then… then… leave me like that! The anger progressed into some sort of a depression. It was my fault he'd gone. I'd been a total prat for letting my hormones get the better of me in the presence of Sakura. I was an idiot even moreso for doing it there, where anyone – namely him – could see. I felt betrayed by him because he had just pissed off like that without saying where he was going. He had seemed so interested in me before he had thrown his tantrum and buggered off.
Just then, the water ran cold. I cussed as I switched it off and leapt out to grab a towel. I shuddered. And then I was sick again.
Sadly, we had to train that day, despite my hangover, so I filled myself up with various painkillers and medicines until I was all drugged up and ready to go. As I combed my hair, I saw myself properly in the mirror. Naruto had been right earlier when he had said I "looked like death". I was as white as a sheet and my eyes were sunken back in my skull with some jolly little bloodshot veins running round the edges like a ribbon round a cake. I tried to make my hair look as best it could to try to counter my zombie-like appearance.
Equally sadly, I'd managed to throw up on my Uchiha shirt the night before, so I had to borrow something of Naruto's. I wore the subtlest blue high-neck sleeveless shirt I could find and we both set off to the training grounds together. He was annoying, so I forbade him from talking to me.
To cut a long story short, I had a shit day's training. My hand-eye coordination was pitiful and I couldn't think sharply enough to fight my best. I still beat Naruto, but only just. It would be a real blow to my pride if he had won and some part of my woozy brain held onto that and made me win.
Though, something weird did happen. Once we'd all split and begun making our separate ways home (I had come to the conclusion I'd have to break a window to get into my house), I was stopped. Sakura stood in front of me. Wow, she was fat.
"Sasuke," she said, firmly.
"I'm not in the mood for this," I dismissed her, walking past. Annoyingly, she followed. I stared ahead in the hope that she would piss off once she saw I wasn't interested in whatever petty thing she had to say.
"Listen to me," she said, an intonation of warning in her voice. "…this is important…"
I sighed irritably. I just wanted to get home and nurse my aching head.
"Sasuke."
"Leave me alone."
She grabbed my shoulder.
"Sasuke, I'm carrying your child!" There was such sincerity in her eyes; I was a little taken aback. They were glazed and her lip trembled. It took a moment for the news to hit me. Suddenly the pain in my head doubled, quadrupled, squared and cubed.
I turned round to hide the look of shock on my face. I couldn't believe it.
"How do you know it doesn't belong to that boyfriend of yours?" I uttered in a low voice.
"I… we… we haven't got th-that far…" Oh great, that annoying stuttery thing that girls do. Brilliant. That will ease the stress of this situation so well.
Shit… what was I to do now? She was to have an Uchiha child. I hope it's a boy. Shut up, brain. My baby. Jesus Christ, we were seventeen years old!! And how the fuck was I meant to act? It's not like she and I were a happy couple. The kid would grow up in a loveless family. Unless her "boyfriend" said it was his. But hell no would I let him claim it. The baby was mine. Besides, it would be suspicious if some ordinary guy's kid suddenly developed Sharingan.
My next worry was Itachi. I wanted the kid – it belonged to me! But I knew also that it had to go. Itachi would never speak to me again if he knew Sakura had had my child. He's not even speaking to you now, idiot. I turned back round to her.
"Abort it," I said simply, with a passive expression. Behind that façade though, I gritted my teeth and tried desperately to stop myself from showing any emotion.
Her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Are you crazy? This baby is a person! It's six months old! I … that would be killing it…"
Don't put it that way. "It would be better for me if you-"
"Oh for God's sake, Sasuke!" she said, tears finally breaking out. "Stop thinking of yourself all the bloody time! There is a life inside me! Something that we created! It doesn't deserve to die just because 'it would be better for you'. Get over yourself! You're going to be a father!"
"What, so I get no say in this, huh?" I said, beginning to get angry.
"O-of course you do! But unless you can come up with a very valid reason why this baby should be abort- no, murdered, then it stays!"
I narrowed my eyes at her word use. "Your boyfriend," I spat.
"He has a name, you know! And I know that Seguchi will support me all the way!"
"Yeah, sure, whatever. That baby's been alive longer than your relationship. I hardly think that will work out, do you? You haven't even had sex yet."
"What I do and don't do is none of your business," she said, her voice laced with acid, "I don't give up my body so easily."
"You seemed pretty eager with me," I smirked.
"Don't say that! …I loved you, Uchiha Sasuke! You just used me for your own pleasure. You're sick, you know that? I hope no one else ever loves you again, because that would be most unfortunate for them!"
I folded my arms and looked down my nose at her. "I-" I didn't want to make myself appear weak. At this point, I had to keep myself composed in order to stay on top of the situation. "I pity you. Emotions only open you up for attack. You had it coming. I don't have time for such petty things as 'love'."
She was crying. "There is something seriously wrong with you! What kind of a life is this child going to live when its father doesn't even care?"
She stood there, staring at me with an angry but hurt expression. It wouldn't work on me.
"Look…" she said resolutely, wiping her eyes and straightening up. "I'm going to have a scan… you probably don't care enough to come… well, you won't want to, but-"
"I do."
That surprised her. "Wh-what? Why?"
"It's mine."
"Ours."
"…"
"I'm going to the hospital tomorrow at eleven."
"Whatever," I said, already walking away.
I heard her sniff and could sense her confusion. Then she leapt up onto the roofs, leaving me alone at last.
Holy shit, I was going to be a father.
Author's Note: Teme is Japanese for "bastard". Naruto calls Sasuke that a lot. And Sasuke often calls Naruto "baka", meaning "stupid", or "idiot". He also sometimes graces him with the name "usuratonkachi", which doesn't actually mean anything that makes sense. I think some part of it literally translates as some vegetable that I can't remember. It may have been onions. I dunno. Let's just pretend it's onions. Yes. Sasuke frequently calls Naruto an onion.
And Sasuke says "Jesus Christ" for effect, because I felt it was the only phrase that accurately voiced his feelings. I don't know what his religion is (don't yell at me. Is it tao?)… xD Well, if you're offended by this, I'm sorry.
This was a long chapter! I'm so into it atm! I'm already writing the next chapter!