Naruko stared at object in her hand. She did not move, she did not screech, she even momentarily forgot how to breathe. She just stared. It was only when someone flushed the toilet in the next cubicle, she snapped out of her thoughts. She swayed a little in her position before balancing herself by grasping onto the cubicle's wall and let out a labored breath.

Moments later, pulling herself together, straightening her dress, she stepped out of the stall. Quickly, snapping the stick which she was holding on to into two, she quickly disposed it before washing her hands. She could not believe what she had just seen; she was pregnant...again.

The entire way to the Mayor's desk was a blur; her mind was clouded with many possibilities as lots of thoughts sped through her mind. She didn't even bother knocking when she reached the door, she stormed her way through. Tsunade's head snapped up by the rude intrusion but realizing that it was actually Naruko she let this pass especially after seeing that expression plastered to her face. Naruko had that dazed, out of the world look on her face. And that look only meant one thing; trouble. Naruko had probably landed herself into some deep shit and this time, she knew what it was. It was the same look she had when she was eighteen, brawling about a teen pregnancy. Except this time, it was no longer teenage.

"I hope Sasuke is ready for another kid because you sure aren't. Have a seat Naruko. Allow me to confirm your doom," Tsunade sighed, motioning Naruko towards the seat. She shoved her papers aside and opened up her medical kit instead. Fortunately, Tsunade carried her equipment around wherever she went.

--

The ring went off; Naruko hoped the call wouldn't be received by the answering machine. She clutched her handphone with her unusually sweaty palms. Sasuke usually didn't answer many calls during work time. That's why she had strictly instructed Daisuke and the twins not to call their father unless absolutely necessary.

"Naruko?" Sasuke crisp voice answered the call, cutting off her trail of thoughts. His business like voice indicated that he was probably very busy and dealing with a lot of stress. A slight tinge of impatience caused Naruko to reply quickly.

"Sasuke..." she said, her voice oddly soft and at the brink of breaking down. She clutched the phone tighter as her eyes blinked away the unshed tears. A sharp intake of breath on Naruko's side prompted Sasuke to speak up.

"Naruko..." his voice softened visibly. He shook off the crisp and impatient voice. Naruko was being unusually emotional. And since Sasuke wasn't the best person who could handle emotional people, he dealt with Naruko's situation with care. "What's wrong?"

"I..." she trailed off again, "Can we meet up for lunch, 'Suke?" she asked, hesitantly. There was momentarily pause at the other end of the line as Sasuke contemplated. She could hear him sigh and shuffle some papers. She knew Sasuke was a busy person; after all he was leading the police department.

"Alright," he finally said. Naruko let out a sigh of relief, giving Sasuke the restaurant name and directions.

--

Naruko played around with pasta, rolling it around the plate. She had previously remembered from her second pregnancy that Tsunade mentioned something about eating pasta and cheese as it was good nutritious meal despite the fact that it added tons of calories. Good thing for Naruko that she had crazy metabolism and stamina. She could eat like a horse and whip those calories to shape. She tried to cheer herself up as she remembered Sakura throwing her a fit looking at Naruko shove food down her throat like no tomorrow without gaining a kilo while she had to restrict herself to diet.

She stopped her train of thoughts as she saw the glass doors being opened for Sasuke to enter. He flicked her hand to look at his watch as he paced towards her. She could actually see young women stop eating mid-way to stare at her gorgeous husband. It were times like these when she wished she would strap a board to his forehead stating that he was married with kids. She sighed as the women continued make goggly eyes at him. However, she had to admit that her husband did look good in his crisp black suit. He looked even sexier in his police uniform when he was on duty but that was besides the point.

Only when he slid into the seat across Naruko then the women stopped staring. He reached over quickly and pecked her lips. She could actually imagine their dismayed faces.

"What's wrong?" He asked, "It's rare you call me over." He signaled for the waiter but as soon as he raised his hand, Naruko slid the pasta across the table. Sasuke put his hand down and looked at the dish. His face grimacing at the high calories. Sometimes, he was worse than Sakura.

Naruko didn't know when to drop the bomb. But she knew she had to do it sooner or later. Sooner being a better option.

"I'm pregnant," she said quickly, looking directly at Sasuke in the eye. He paused at forking the pasta. His hand grew stiff and his eyes widened. A typical shocked expression.

"I-I...mean...child...you pregnant?" he stammered, stumbling over his words. He need time to come about the situation.

"Shut up and I am not terminating it. My statement still stands even after 10 years," Naruko made herself clear before Sasuke stated to sprout nonsense.

"Of course...of course, I am not asking you to abort!" Sasuke voice rose slightly, incredulous of Naruko's accuse. He reached over and grasped her small hand. "Daisuke and the twins would be happy to have another sibling,"

"Are you okay with another child?" she asked hesitantly, looking over at Sasuke with worried eyes. Sasuke smiled and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I have already fathered three children. Don't you think I am ready yet?" Sasuke asked, blaming Naruko for underestimating him.

"Sasuke! Of course, you are ready." She said, "You are more than ready," she repeated, this time a little softer.

"I love you, Naruko," he reached over to kiss her properly. This kiss being longer and more passionate than the previous one.

--

"Did you bring your car or you want me to give you a ride to the governing tower?" Sasuke offered as they stepped out of the restaurant hand in hand. The afternoon sun was beating down mercilessly on the city dwellers as Naruko shed her eyes from the sunlight.

"Nah, its okay. It only 5 minutes from here, I walked here," she replied, not detaching her hand from Sasuke until they had to part ways. She was in a better mood already. Despite Sasuke communication skills or the lack of anyway, she always felt calm after talking to him. However his communication skills had improved quite a lot especially since he made an effort and because of the kids as well.

"The sun's glaring enough to give you a heat stroke, I'll give you a ride," Sasuke said, removing his hand from Naruko's grip and wrapping it around her waist instead, pulling her closer.

"Aw, I didn't know you cared," she giggled, leaning into Sasuke's shoulder. In a reply, Sasuke pinched Naruko's arm childishly.

Naruko yelped in protest. "What d'ya do that for?!" she yelled, rubbing the bruised spot on her arm.

"Just testing the amount of fats you have, fatass," Sasuke replied, smirking down at the woman in his arm.

"Oi, I am not fat, you bastard," she growled, glaring at her husband.

"You are going to be in a few months," he said back, chuckling a little.

"Shut up bastard!!"