title: teenage alien nation
characters: SasuSaku, Uchiha fam! (Itachi POV)
rating: T
category: fluff
warnings: non-massacre AU, Sasuke is probably OOC but who knows how he would be with his parents around…

disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, this would totally happen instead of that lame revenge!/angst!/anger!/war!/lack of any romance whatsoever! stuff…

The room is uncomfortably tense, Itachi can't help but notice as he brings tea into the room for everyone. The tray remains untouched, no one in the room is willing to break the tension first.

He looks over to their parents—their mother looks worriedly at her youngest while their father stares impassively in front of him.

The couple across from them aren't that different. Sakura is biting her lip and twisting her fingers in her lap while Sasuke's arms are crossed and his usual scowl is on his face.

Finally it's their mother who ends the silence.

"So, Sakura-chan," she begins quietly, pouring a cup of tea for the girl across from her, "how far along are you, exactly?"

Sakura smiles tentatively as she accepts the cup, using both hands to steady the cup as it shakes in her grasp. She glances over at Sasuke once before looking up at their mother. "Um, Tsunade-shishou said nearly five weeks."

"Five weeks?" their father barks out before turning to Sasuke, "You were on that mission in Sand five weeks ago, weren't you?"

Sakura's face flushes and she tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, glancing at Sasuke quickly before answering for her boyfriend, "Yes, the whole team was, Fugaku-san."

Fugaku frowns, straightening up in his chair. Itachi notices his younger brother's hands clench at the movement and feels himself tense up at the action as well.

"You two have been dating for how long?"

"Nearly a year now," Sakura answers quietly, clearly speaking on behalf of the both of them now.

"I thought you were smarter than this, Sasuke. Didn't we talk about using protection when you were—"

"Yes," Sasuke interrupts and Itachi is a little surprised. Normally they never interrupt their father when he's like this. "And we were being safe, but it happened anyway and there's nothing we can do about now."

"Well, what do you plan on doing about your situation?" Sakura flinches and Itachi doesn't blame her, she probably doesn't appreciate being referred to as a "situation."

"Tch. We're getting married."

"You are?" Mikoto asks.

"Not yet," Sakura assures, setting her untouched tea down. She smiles over at Sasuke and takes his hand, holding it in her lap. "I mean, we're only sixteen. We always planned on getting married, we'll just do it in a few years, that's all."

"So you're going to raise this child out of wedlock?" Their father doesn't seem too pleased with the idea of his first grandchild being born to unwed parents.

Everyone turns to Sasuke, clearly this is for him to answer. Finally getting up from his slouched position on the sofa, he straightens up and looks his father in the eye. "Yes, because that is what Sakura and I want to do. It's what is best for our unborn child and you will support us on this decision."

Like they're watching a tennis match, everyone else's gazes turn to the Uchiha patriarch to see his response. Like Sasuke, he's sitting straight and tense, then eventually his face softens and he nods.

"Very well. If you are prepared to support Sakura and the baby then your mother and I will support you."

Sakura and Mikoto smile at each other, relieved that the rough patch is finally over. They stand, beginning to discuss Sakura's prenatal plans while Sasuke sits back on the sofa. Fugaku makes his way over to Sakura, who stares up at him like a deer in headlights and Itachi has to cover his mouth in order to hide his smirk. The girl has met their father on several occasions but she still hasn't been able to get over her slight fear of him.

Although, Itachi figures to himself later, given the latest development in her and Sasuke's relationship, he doesn't really blame her.

"You let us know if there is anything we can help out with for payments, Sakura." He rests a hand on her shoulders as she nods up at him before leading their mother into the kitchen.

"Oh, and I'd like to be updated on the growth and development when you meet with Tsunade-sama, Sakura-chan," Mikoto calls from the doorway. "And let me know when your baby shower will be!"

"Sure, of course, Mikoto-chan!" Sakura smiles at the older woman, her hands clasped behind her back. Once their parents are out of sight, she visibly slouches and plops down next to Sasuke, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Relax," Itachi assures them. "It went better than I expected."

"He's right, Sasuke-kun," Sakura smiles, pressing a kiss to her boyfriend's cheek. "Although your father was even scarier than I remembered."

"Hn. I'm not afraid of him," Sasuke mumbles, staring off into space.

Itachi smirks, "Well if you're not afraid of our Otou-sama, little brother, you might be of Sakura-chan's."

Sakura sits up, biting her fingernail. "Oh yeah, he's right, Sasuke-kun. I mean, Tou-san isn't your biggest fan already but once he finds out you got his baby girl pregnant…"

Reaching for his own cup of tea, Itachi laughs out loud at her comment but he can't help but notice the way Sasuke's face visibly whitens at the thought.

No idea where this one came from. I always thought it would be a funny idea though.

So I just had surgery on my throat last week, nothing major just some infection stuff in my tonsil area, but I've basically been stuck in bed for the past week. While I'm glad it was on my summer break and not while I was away at school, it totally blows. On the plus side, I've been reading a lot of great fics lately and it got me in the mood to write!