Super short chapter ahead.

"Sasuke!" Sakura called, spotting the raven haired boy at his locker. She took a deep breath before marching over to him. He looked back at her with an even expression. "Sasuke, why haven't you returned any of my calls?" A weak question, just because she didn't know what to say.

The Uchiha swung his head around to look into her green eyes. She already looked defeated, but she pressed on. It was something he somewhat admired about Sakura. "It's over, Sakura. Over." He spoke softly, only wanting to have to say it once. The pinkette shook her head, rolling her eyes.

"No, it's not. Now c'mon we're missing lunch," Sakura grabbed the ravens arm and started to lead him toward the cafeteria. When he pulled away, she turned on her heels to face him once again. This time she leaned in close. "You can't do this to me! It's wrong."

"Me and you together is wrong, it's time we stop faking." Sasuke told her. He shut his locker, calling for an end to the conversation, knowing it would go unnoticed.

Sakura stepped into his line of sight, raising her eyebrows skeptically. "Sasuke, I wasn't faking. It was real to me! Why can't you understand how I feel?" She shook her head at him, daring him to deny her feelings for the umpteenth time. Sasuke looked at her, really looked at her. He started to speak, then shut his mouth, hesitant. "You see? If you didn't care you would go on and kill me with your words." The waterworks were beginning and Sakura wiped at her eyes.

The dark haired boy bowed his head, shutting his eyes so that he could think. He thought about how much he owed Sakura. He thought about how long they were feeding off each other. He thought about Naruto and their baby and the life he wanted to have with them. He thought about how Sakura wasn't part of that life. "All I can say is that I'm sorry. There's nothing else I can do."

Sakura slammed her fist against the locker, gritting her teeth against Sasuke's words. She didn't want to hear this, not from him. Not from anyone! "What do you expect me to do? I planned my life out with you, now what?" She wanted someone to blame. Someone that she could filter all her frustration and pain and hopelessness onto. "Naruto—"

The raven help his hand up to stop her words. More tears ran to the pinkettes eyes. "Sakura... I can't even think of what to tell you. But you see this—" He motioned to the empty hallway. "This is only now. We still have lives to live—things to accomplish. This is high school, we can't hold onto forever. Unlike me and Naruto, you could get out and do something—anything you want, whenever you like. Remember, you are your own person, not an extension of me." Sakura was not a piece of the puzzle anymore, not like when they had all been children. Back then, Sakura served as a peacekeeper between Naruto and Sasuke. Now the two boys had an unborn child. The baby wasn't a trap, but she was now their peacekeeper—common ground. Sasuke and Naruto had a foundation that Sakura had not made. Sakura wasn't being replaced, more along the lines of getting a solo career.

The girl clicked her teeth. "You sound like Ino-pig." She crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from Sasuke. So much was happening, she felt like snapping in two. But she was smarter than that. Everyone thought that Sakura lived for Sasuke, she herself believed that up until recently. But now everyone wanted her to stand on her own two feet and do what she wanted while letting Sasuke and Naruto be together. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she could let it be—but she was afraid.

"What is there to fear?" Sasuke asked her softly. Sakura looked up at him. Up until the end he could see right through her. He was nothing short of perfect to her. She shook her head and he swung an arm around her shoulders. "I'll help you. You wanted to get out of Konoha right? You wanted to go to Kumo for college right? Consider tuition handled."

"I can't ask you to do that."

"Think of it as a parting gift." Sasuke answered, throwing her an easy smile. "Now, how about lunch?" He turned the two of them toward the cafeteria.

She rolled her eyes. Only Sasuke Uchiha could turn a horrible break up into a lunch date between friends. Nothing was really registering to Sakura, it would hit her hard later when she was alone in her bed trying to sleep. How long had it been since the two of them hadn't shared a bed? But fate had spoken and she was left with the short-end. "Hey, Sasuke. Are you really going to marry Naruto?" The rumor had been flying around the town.

"Well... It would only be appropriate. We are having a child after all," Sasuke sighed in thought. "It's a definite possibility. I think we should wait until after our daughter is born, so it can be more traditional and so that Naruto can fit into a wedding dress." Sakura laughed out loud at this comment, elbowing the raven gently.

Nothing was really registering to Sakura.

They were almost to the cafeteria when Sasuke felt a buzz from his pocket. Checking the caller I.D. he answered his phone, "What do you want, Itachi? I thought you would be checking in with Deidara today?" The older and dumber blonde had hurt himself playing with some fireworks. Nothing lethal at least.

"Sasuke! It's Naruto!" Itachi's voice was loud and panicked on the other line and it sounded like he was running.

The first thing that sprang to Sasuke's mind was that his baby was on the way and he was missing it. Naruto had gone into labor and was in the hospital. But then Itachi continued, "He's in the hospital! Someone tried—burn his home down and he's in the emergency room. But—wasn't the smoke or fire that hurt him, Sasuke, he managed to get out in time."

"Itachi!" The raven bellowed, causing Sakura to jump away from him in fear. She watched the boys face, seeing the emotions play across his dark eyes. "What happened!"

"Someone shot him." Itachi sounded crystal clear to Sasuke. "As soon as Naruto stepped out of his apartment and into his lawn, someone shot him and he's being treated for gun wounds. They can't tell how the baby is doing."

Then and there, Sasuke slipped into a place that he would probably never recover from.

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