A/N:I KNOW, I KNOW. Feel free to stone me. I'd take it with honor. Ahhh. My apologies, between exams, summer school and procrastination, it's left no room for me to update. But here I am ready to supply you with this new chapter...Nearly two months later. =O Anyways, I'm sure you'll want to get right to it. There will be a little cliffhanger and the end, but no worries. It may disappoint you, it may not. Nothing is ever as it seems. =] Have fun reading~
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When I regained consciousness, I was lying on my bed.
I had woken up to find something soothingly wet on my forehead, and that loser that I loved, looking down at me from above. He was staring down at me quizzically, that intent gaze plastered all over his features, as if he was staring into my very soul. I didn't know he managed to pull that off, but he did.
I gave him a questioning look, "What?"
He stayed silent for a few seconds before he answered me, "You need to see a doctor."
I opened my mouth for a harsh retort, but he had literally pinned my lips together with his fingers. Who did he think he was, shutting me up that way? And more importantly, who is he to tell me that I needed to see a doctor? I felt perfectly fine at the moment, not so much before, but I'm better now. It hardly seemed necessary to see a doctor. People faint all the time, besides I haven't seen a doctor since I was twelve!
I ripped his fingers away from my lips harshly, "I haven't seen a doctor since I was twelve!"
His eyes dulled, "If anything, you gave me more of a reason to make you go and see one."
So much for that.
"I don't need a doctor, I'm fine. It's hot, people faint when its hot."
"It's not just today, you've been looking pretty...off, for a while now."
Um, what? Did he just indirectly tell me that I've been looking ugly recently? I could've just be taking this the wrong way, or a little bit too personally, but is it wrong for me to jump to conclusions? I think not. Truth be told, I was quite offended. Seven years ago, and I would've punched him square in the face.
I glared and muttered under my breath, "Well, I'm sorry not all of us can look as amazing as you twenty-four-seven..."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing."
"Anyway, whether you like it or not, you are going to see a doctor."
I glared and stuck a finger in his face, "Listen you, I'm not going to the doctor - and that's final."
He let out an exasperated sigh, and rolled his eyes, "Isaaru, don't make me carry you there."
I shot him a menacing look, "You wouldn't dare."
"I would."
"You wouldn't."
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He would, and he did.
About half an hour later, after a very heated bout of resistance, and I was sitting in the doctors office next to a woman who I knewwas sick. She had this terrible green undertone, and was coughing up a storm. I could've sworn that it sounded like TB. See, I didn't look like her, I wasn't thatsickly. Despite what Sasuke might think. Who the hell cares what he thinks anyways? Who am I kidding, I do.
But if there was one thing I did know about this whole situation, it was that if I continued to sit next to this woman any longer, I would be sick. I sunk deep into my chair in an attempt at avoiding the germs I knew she was spreading my way.
"Ugh, what nerve." I mumbled to myself in reference to the woman as well as Sasuke.
I just couldn't believe he had carried me here, and that he hadn't even had the patience as to even come in and wait with me. What a dumb ass. Oh well, I had managed to make the trek here as horrendous as humanly possible for him. I kicked, scratched and swore - much to his displeasure and the displeasure of those in the village. He deserved it, he had no right bringing me here against my will. If he was here, I'd probably try and kill him with his own kunai.
Hey...
A thought had entered the confines of my head.
He isn't here, maybe I could just...
I quickly rose from the seat from which I buried myself in, and slowly creeped my way to the exit. I put my hand on the door and slid it open, finding my way out. I shut the door closed and chuckled at my stealth. What a fool. Why would he leave me alone, didn't he think I would escape? Apparently not, because that's exactly what I did.
"I win this time, Uchiha." I smiled to myself and turned around.
I froze, and came face-to-face with the person who was the topic of my thoughts in that very moment. Of course he'd been out here, waiting to see if I'd make a run for it. Looks like I was wrong, he hadn't been as foolish as to let me be here unsupervised.
He knew me too well.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" He pointed towards the door, "Get back in there."
I didn't even bother fighting with him this time - it was all too embarrassing.
I stalked back into the doctors office mumbling a string of unintelligible words directed at Sasuke among other things. Like my severe lack of stealth. I must have seriously been getting rusty. Not good. Not good at all.
I got in just in time too, because the moment I had set foot back into the room, they had called my name.
Ugh, here we go.
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I took a seat on the chair and the doctor closed the door behind him, taking his place in front of me. He appeared like the regular Med-nin, all dressed in white. The robe, the hat, the usual. I realized that as long as the doctor was dressed in these pure white robes, I wouldn't be intimidated. Which, was a good thing. A very good thing. Intimidating doctors with their tools and their logic was one of the reasons why I refrained from having regular visits with a physician. Something about it all just unsettled me. And me unsettled, is most definitely not a good thing.
"So Miss...Isaaru," He took a glance down at the file in his hand,"Esuna, what seems to be the problem?"
I looked at him with weary eyes, and he shot me a reassuring glance, "Personally, I don't think anything is wrong."
His face faltered a little, "Well, there surely must be something wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have come here."
"True; I was forced to come here."
"Forced?"
"Forced."
Oh, I knew how illogical and difficult I was being. But I didn't really care, I was still quite miffed at the circumstances as to why I had been placed here.
He repositioned his glasses, but surprisingly still appeared quite calm despite my replies. I decided to give him a break, it wasn't his fault anyways. No need to let this poor man suffer, he was just doing his job. A job that I was only making harder. I'd let out my anger on Uchiha later. The lone thought put a maniacal grin upon my lips. One that I quickly erased, realizing where I was. The last thing I need right now was to be put into the Psychiatric Ward of Suna General.
"Okay, why were you forced?" He continued, "Did anything happen in order for someone to force you into coming here?"
I sighed,"Yes, I fainted."
He looked up at me, now taking me seriously and scribbling some things in the folder.
"Okay, have you been drinking fluids regularly?"
I shrugged, "I guess."
"Has this happened before - recently, I mean?"
"Not really, but I have been feeling dizzy lately."
He looked at me then,"Any morning sickness?"
"I have thrown up, but not necessarily in the mornings." I answered blandly, not really understanding where this doctor was going, and at such turtle speed might I add. This really was not my day.
He adjusted his glasses again and continued writing,"Have you...been intimate with anyone in the past month or so?"
I froze. Clearly not expecting that sort of question. Just what exactly was this doctor suggesting? Suggesting the impossible, that's for damn sure. There is no way. I just looked at him dumb founded, as if he had asked me to strip naked. Hell, he might as well have. I would've had the same reaction.
He looked up at me from his writing, in my silence, "No one is judging you here, Isaaru." He reassured me.
Didn't he think I knew that? That's not the point. The point was, was that he was implying the impossible.
My face heated up, and my ears went hot, "Maybe."
He nodded, "With any use of any contraceptives?"
God, this was just getting worse and worse by the second. There was nothing more I wanted in that moment than fall in a hole and die. Kill me now, I think I'd be satisfied with my life thus far. Even if it ensued me dying in the doctors office.
I closed my eyes in sheer embarrassment, "...Not really." I could feel my face, it felt like it was set on fire.
He looked away from his notes and he sat up properly and looked at me straight in the eye. The words that he was going to utter were just swimming around in the depths of my mind.
Please don't say it.
"Well Miss Esuna, it appears you have the early symptoms of pregnancy."
Bloody hell.
So yeah??? =] Expect the next chapter to be a lotsooner than this one. I'm not even going to bother with asking for reviews. Lmao, God knows I don't deserve it. But...if you're feeling NICE? 8D Haha, stay tuned everybody!
