A/N: I know, I can hear your cries of agony and the granite stones you're throwing at me. I'm sorry, this update took years to get out. School just about ate me alive this semester, and I'm finally recovering. And honestly, I really wasn't motivated. Not to mention scared OUT OF MY MIND to finish and release this chapter, because I didn't think it was good enough. Oh, and I was watching a lot of True Blood. Oh my god. Don't I just love it. Okay enough of my babbling. Read, and don't forget to enjoy~!! :D
I woke up the next morning to find that Sasuke was not there next to me.
The sun shone bright and beautiful through the large window in our room. The window was open like it usually was in the morning allowing a cool breeze to filter in, which meant that he probably wasn't that far away.
But with that said, it was also a new day. The day - to put it a lot more bluntly. I was scared out of my mind, and honestly, I don't think that I wanted, or was even prepared to face it the possible harsh realities of it all. By the time this day came to an end, I would either be a mother (if I wasn't already) or just simply me. Something else entirely different. And I wasn't sure if that bothered me anymore.
I certainly didn't feel like myself, that was for sure. I didn't feel like my usually cynical me, and that royally irked me. It could've been the sudden surge of hormones, or it could've just been completely in my head. I didn't know what it was. But one thing I did know was that whichever way it went, by the time the day was done, I would still be an emotional mess. A drama queen; if I wasn't one already.
My thoughts were quickly stirred by the sound of Sasuke re-entering the room via the open window.
I raised an eyebrow, "Where'd you go off to?"
"Roof. It was the only place I wouldn't hear you snoring."
Appalled, I glared death at him but chose not to respond. I do not snore.
He smirked and spoke again, "Should I come with you to the doctor's?"
I shrugged, "If you want."
In a regular Women's Dictionary (and on a regular day), that would directly translate into, 'Yes, you had better come'. But in today's edition of the Women's Dictionary, it would be quite the opposite. Truth be told, I didn't want him to come; why the hell would I? This has to be the most awkward predicament I've ever been in my whole life and the last thing I needed was Sasuke there with me. I know, I'm a prude and heart. And honestly, I can't help it. Even though this whole predicament was, in essence, partly my fault. What would my mother say?
He quirked an eyebrow, "If I want?"
"Yeah, it's not necessary, but you can come if you want." I reiterated.
He examined my face a little more, "I think I'll come with--"
"Yep, okay." I interjected, wrapped the linen sheets around my body and escaped into the washroom.
If he didn't suspect anything was up before, he certainly did now.
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When we had reached the doctors office, I was feeling beyond sick. I wasn't sure if that was just symptom of the morning sickness, or if that was me feeling extremely nervous. At this point in time, I wasn't able to distinguish anything. Whether that be right or wrong, or simply the potential products of my own imagination.
Everything was running rampant in my, and to say that I didn't have a fondness for it, would be taking it lightly. It was quite odd actually. I had no qualms about fighting and risking my life when the time and place presented itself, but when it came to situations like this...it had me unable to face it head on. Then again, that is what life is as shinobi - one begins to take on odd character traits that aren't usually becoming of a person. Much less a woman.
I've always had this thirst for control, ever since I was a young child -- and that wasn't about to change now. This, not knowing thing, had better not be a long lasting sort of situation. Otherwise, the same would be said for my own sanity.
As I walked through the door, without Sasuke (whom had chosen to stay outside), I made my way to the reception, where I greeted the nice nurse who had a clear fondness for smiling. It's nice to know that at least she had something to be happy about. Between all the sick patients, germs and poor paycheques, she's got plenty to be giddy about. I'm not bitter. Hormonal maybe. but not bitter.
I quickly gave her my name, and she almost too politely informed me that the doctor was already expecting me, and that I should make my way over to his office once I was ready.
I figured that I would go now, after all, I knew that if I waited for that, I would never show up. Ready, was one thing I was not. Not by a long-shot.
I filled my lungs with the last remnants of my freedom, and knocked.
"Come on in."
I slid the door open, and was greeted by the smiling face of my doctor, whom I have recently come to know as doctor Tanabe.
I smiled weakly, "Hi."
He stood up from his chair, "Miss Esuna -- please, have a seat." He motioned his hand towards the chair that was placed in front of his large mahogany desk.
I took a seat in the chair in front of him and waited for him to speak. After all, I barely could. I figured that I'd let him do all the talking.
"Your results are ready, and I trust you want to know what they are."
Wrong; I didn't want to know. In fact, I'm pretty sure I already knew. In my future I saw, me, Sasuke and a baby bottle.
"I sure do."
Doctor Tanabe reached into one of his folders and pulled out a crisp white sheet of paper -- which I could only assume, were my results. Also known as, 'My Inevitable Fate'. I cringed and made a face as I looked upon the paper incredulously. Within a matter of time, my life would be vastly different, or exactly the same.
"Are you ready?"
I took a large intake of breath and filled my lungs with oxygen and nodded my head absently, "Yes."
"Well, Miss Esuna it seems that you are--"
"Pregna--"
"Not pregnant."
I looked up from my daze, wide eyed and completely in shock.
"What?"
"You're not with child - the tests were negative," he spoke gently, "I appears that my suspicions were wrong."
He continued to talk, and explain in all his medical jargon, but I didn't retain a single thing, besides the initial few words he uttered. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I settled for a chuckle. Emotion would eventually get to me, but not now, not this very moment. Maybe when I finally told Sasuke. Everything. I winced and pushed the thought to the back of my mind for the time being.
Then, just as soon as I pushed that thought away - another came to me.
"Then...What was wrong with me?" I thought out loud. I was confused, if I wasn't with child, then why the hell was I experiencing pregnancy like symptoms? This just didn't make any sense. Either, I'm sick with something, or my body hates me enough that it found it humorous to play unhumorous jokes on me. Both were very plausible.
"Well, according to the other tests that I had done," He examined the other sheets in front of him, "it appears you are simply dehydrated and stressed - now I say simp--"
"I'm dehydrated? And stressed?"
Oh my god, I don't think I've ever been so happy to find out that I was severely dehydrated and stressed. In fact, I don't think anyone would - or should be for that matter. But I'd take dehydrated and stressed over young and knocked-up any day. Hell, who wouldn't? This was brilliant. This was phenomenal. This meant freedom. To a certain degree.
"Now, now. Let me finish. Just because I said simply, doesn't mean it's a simple diagnosis. Stress and dehydration can be very detrimental to your health."
"...So, what do you recommend I do exactly?"
"Well, for starters, you could try to consume as much liquids as possible to eliminate your dehydration. This country we live in has a very dry climate, so it's imperative that you drink lots of fluids. They don't call it Suna for nothing you know," He chuckled at his own mediocre joke and continued, "and as for the stress. I encourage you to take in lots of Vitamin E and C; those will strengthen your nervous system and hopefully kick all that stress out."
I nodded blankly, "Anything else?"
"Lighten up and laugh a little."
I raised a skeptical brow. Did he just insinuate that I was bitter?
"Nothing helps reduce stress like a little bit of laughter - and before you know it, you'll be good as new."
I laughed half-heartedly. I'm sure it wasn't anything personal, but I couldn't help but to take it as a personal attack.
When all was said and done we said our goodbyes and I left his office with a relieved smile on my face.
But as I stepped into the Suna streets, that smile quickly vanished when I realized I now had to tell Sasuke why I was really here: that I wasn't pregnant, and happy about it.
Life was grand.
Mmkay, that's it folks. Hopefully, when you get the next chapter, President Obama will still be in office. REVIEW? I THINK SO.
