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A/N: Hisashiburi minna-san! Currently on a short break from cram school. I really missed my computer! (Beta-reader bonks my head. Ow!) Anyway, we're only here on borrowed time just to post our next chapter!
First of all, I want to thank my readers who took their precious time in reading this story. And also, thank you especially to the people who added my story on their favorites, alerts page and C2s. Frankly, I was surprised that a lot of people were reading Yokoso. Early last year, I was creamed by the readers' reviews for making Sasuke into a geek! (I could still remember reading my first reviews like it was yesterday…you could check those out if you like, they're not that pretty but I still love them!)
Anyhow!
For those who took part in the question and answer portion in the last chapter, thank you very much! And thanks for the suggestions; I'd see to it that it'd be put into good use. This chapter was done while spending my boring days in class so please pardon me for the lack of humor (or romance).
Chapter 22: Please say...DADDY!
(Recap!)
Sasuke tapped his chin. Suddenly an idea hit him. "I know! Why don't we describe some of the baby's qualities? That way, we can come up with a name based from those qualities we chose."
Sakura's eyes lit up. "That's great! Let's see…" She stared at the baby's features. "He's so cute, so how about we call him Kawaii?"
Sasuke sweatdropped. "That's not a good name."
"Hm," she thought harder. Then she smiled. "How about Itachi?"
Silence hung in the air.
"Itachi? That's an ugly name," he retorted dryly. He flapped a hand pleadingly towards his wife. "Maybe…you should try another name, Sakura-san. If we're going to call him by that name…it'll bring us bad luck. Weasels are known to bring bad luck you know."
Sakura nodded as if she understood. "Is that so? Okay then…" Sasuke sighed in relief. At least it wouldn't be his brother's name. Calling the baby by his brother's name all the time would eventually make him puke.
"Sasuke!"
"What?" he asked. All of a sudden, his eyes went wide. Did he just say what he wasn't supposed to say? He immediately looked at Sakura. To his horror, she was staring at him with confusion etched on her face. Her mouth was gaped open as if she suddenly discovered something terrible.
(Finally! The continuation!)
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"Whoo-no…" he mentally scolded himself.
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid Sasuke!
Baka!
He bonked himself mentally. "Wait! Why am I calling myself stupid? Unless I am really…" he gulped.
STUPID.
Geez. Another word to add to my vocabulary.
UCHIHA SASUKE'S DICTIONARY OF IDIOTIC PHRASES
Stupid. (n.) It is an overused term for a person who is in general, an IDIOT.
He sweatdropped. Now was not the time for thinking such…stupid, ehem… ridiculous things. Right now…
This is terrible.
In less than a few minutes, his cover is about to be revealed.
And Sakura has an idea that he's...
"No! I can't let this stupid project and this girl get the best of me! I have to outwit them!" he said to himself.
But how can he get out of this situation now that this girl in front of him knows the real deal?
NOOOOOOOO!
He had to find a way to escape this dilemma.
Whether he liked it or not.
Apparently, his wife was gaping at him like a fish out of the water.
He sighed.
It was now or never.
"Sakura-san, I…"
…………
Unfortunately, she beat him right into it.
"Suke-san…"
Sweat dripped from the side of his temple.
The pink-haired girl's eyes widened like saucers and her plump little mouth was shaped into a perfect O. She was clutching the infant simulator tightly in her arms and if she held onto it more tightly, it'd break. On the other hand, Sasuke's palms began to itch. Damn it, he couldn't afford to have his cover blown right then and there. He had to do something or else…
Goodbye cruel world.
He forced his mind to think of a strategy.
"If she asks who I really am, I'll just pretend that I'm not the one she thinks. I'll just answer that I knew the name from somewhere. Yeah, that's it," he thought. Mustering up courage from within him, he straightened his back and prepared to counterattack the girl's pending inquiry.
The girl was still dubious. "Anou…I was wondering…"
He forced a smile. "W-What…?"
She tapped her chin in thought. "Well I…I'm sorry if I'm a bit curious…"
"Go on…" he told her.
Sakura looked down at the simulator in her arms. "Well…I've been noticing this for a long time and I…"
"Noticing what…?" Kami-sama, I'm getting nervous…
She looked at him. "…I thought that you…"
"I…"
"You…"
"I, what?"
"Um…you know! You…"
"I, you know…what?" he asked, a bit impatient. Damn, now he was getting annoyed. 'Just get on with it already!' his mind screamed. If she was going to continue like this, he'd eventually pass out on the floor due to increased intracranial pressure.
"Suke-san. I…"
It was too bad she seemed oblivious to what he was thinking. He groaned. Enough was enough! "Sakura-san. We're not going to understand each other if we start with 'I, You, Uhms, and You knows.' Why don't you just ask me what you want to know and get it over with?"
The girl responded with a slight "Eek!" Then she bowed her head in apology. Sasuke waited PATIENTLY as she took down a few deep breaths and finally looked at him. He gave her a reassuring smile. "It's okay. Go on," he urged her.
Sakura nodded then asked…
"Who are you, really?"
His smile cracked.
Or rather…
His facial muscles began to spasm.
11:00 PM
Uchiha household…
Itachi sighed as he watched the ending credits of the movie then turned the television off. Chick flicks always made him cry. He was dabbing his eyes with a tissue when the phone suddenly rang. He took a glance at his watch to look at the time then winced.
'Who the heck is this idiot? Calling at this ungodly hour!' he cursed as he got up from the sofa and headed towards the phone. Picking up the receiver, he grumbled.
"Who is this?"
"ITACHI!" came a whined reply.
"Wha…?" he put the receiver into a more snug position. Maybe his hearing got impaired. Was that a woman's voice? He then repeated his inquiry, this time in a slower pace. "Who…the…heck…is…this?"
A sigh.
A pause.
Then a curse.
"Damn it, 'nisan! It's me!"
One of Itachi's perfectly shaped eyebrows went up.
A soft cackle.
Then a reply.
"Oh it's you, ototou. How's the life of a married man doing?" he greeted rather exuberantly. He could hear his brother cussing at the other end of the line. He chuckled. Serves him right for calling at eleven in the evening. Doesn't little Sasuke know that it was already way past his bedtime?
On the other hand, his younger brother seemed uneasy. In fact, he was breathing heavily. Suddenly concerned, Itachi gripped the phone tight. "Is there something wrong, Sasuke?"
"I'm doomed…"
"What?"
"I'm doomed!"
Itachi sighed. These were one of those times when he hated his younger brother: For being a spineless little brat. "Sasuke. What is exactly going on in that brain of yours? When are you going to stop acting like a weak simpering girl?" he snarled.
His brother growled in annoyance. "I'm not acting like a girl…! It's just that…damn, it! Itachi, I'M DOOMED!"
Now they were really getting somewhere. "WHAT?"
…………
On the other side of the line…
Upon hearing his brother's outburst, Sasuke cursed under his breath. It was really not his day, he concluded. Grasping the phone tightly, he made sure that Sakura's room was closed then sank back into the sofa. He spoke again, this time, in clenched teeth. "I'm doomed 'nisan. I may not be able to keep my façade any longer."
"What? How did that happen? Don't tell me, you went out of the room without your dorky apparel on and Sakura-san saw it," his brother answered puckishly.
The raven-haired teen huffed in annoyance. "I'm….not…that…stupid (A/N: Can't help it!) It's just…she might have an idea that I'm Sasuke. Although I'm still safe, I can no longer guarantee that I will be able to keep this a secret any longer. What shall I do?"
Instead of giving him an advice, Itachi laughed. "Ototou, why should you be afraid of Sakura-san? So what if she finds out? Good job! You got yourself a girlfriend. Just tell her that you'll do everything, even be her lover as long as she doesn't spill your guts to somebody else."
Man, if there would be one thing he wanted to do right now…he would kill his brother. "I'm not kidding, 'nisan. Once Haruno finds out that I'm Uchiha Sasuke, she'll spill my secret to that blasted Hyuuga then BAM! He'll tell Otousan about our little deal with Konoha Academy and I'll be shipped back to Sunagakure in an instant," Sasuke retorted.
And he added. "And the worst part of it…I, I degraded myself! I called myself a pin-up idol!"
Itachi only sighed. Then he simply answered, "Is this the part where I'm going to laugh out loud and call you a sissy?"
"I'm SERIOUS! CUT IT OUT!"
While listening to his brother's ramblings, Itachi stared at the ceiling as if seeking some possible divine intervention. It was no use, his brother was beginning to become out of control. But Sasuke was right. Once Fugaku finds out that Sasuke was studying at Konoha instead of Suna, he'd definitely blow the entire place up just to return his son back to Sunagakure. And that would be a bad idea.
Neither one of them spoke. Silence passed for a few minutes. The older Uchiha picked on his nails while coming up with a solution that would save his brother's hide. On the other hand, Sasuke stared at his feet. When Itachi finally addressed him, his heart took a huge leap.
"Sasuke."
"What?"
"I'm on grocery duty tomorrow."
Sasuke's nostrils flared. "What the hell? Itachi, I'm being serious here for once! Forget about that grocery crap and help me think of a way to keep Haruno away from me!"
Itachi regarded his outburst like a kid's. "And I'm also serious. Do you know what will happen to a person who doesn't restock his fridge in a few days? Severe malnutrition. And that's going to happen to me if you don't stop blabbering and go to sleep."
"Then what am I supposed to do?"
"Figure it out." He sighed.
"I can't!"
Yawning, he supported the cordless phone in-between his ear and shoulder. He trudged wearily to his room. "Listen to me ototou," he said as he opened the door. "I understand how you feel. But you're so damn unlucky to call me late at night. Why don't you help me with grocery duty tomorrow to keep your mind off things?"
Sasuke almost threw the phone across the wall after hearing his brother's nonchalant reply. "W-What? But it's Thursday tomorrow! I'm on cleaning duty and that would last until five in the afternoon. How can I still accompany you to your damn grocery duty?"
"I'll tell you the details. Night, sweet dreams ototou."
"Wait…! Itachi!"
CLICK!
Sasuke heard the unmistakable BEEEEEPPPPP-ing sound. It was no use. His brother ended the call. Placing the phone back in its cradle, he slumped back in his bunk. He removed his glasses, putting it on the coffee table. "Shit, what am I going to do? I may have escaped that one before, I'm not sure if I can do it again…" he thought as his mind transported him to that very climactic scenario.
…………
FLASHBACK!
…………
"Who are you, really?"
His smile cracked.
Or rather…
His facial muscles began to spasm.
…………
Sakura was still looking at him. Her green eyes were filled with curiosity, or so he had thought. Adjusting his glasses at the bridge of his nose nervously, he replied. "W-Why do you ask?"
"Well, I couldn't help wondering…" she trailed off as she placed the simulator on the sofa. She sidled next to him. "When I spoke Sasuke-san's name, you instantly reacted. Do you know Sasuke-san by any chance?"
"Wha?" he blinked. He replayed her question in his brain.
"Do you know Sasuke-san by any chance?"
He sighed in relief. It was a good thing she was naïve. Giving a low laugh, he sat back on the sofa and waved his hand dismissively. "What are you talking about, Sakura-san? Of course everyone knows him. He's that famous, uh, pin-up idol. Am I right?"
Sakura blinked. Then she laughed.
"I didn't know that Sasuke-san was that famous. When Neji-kun introduced him to me, he was so cool." She cuddled their baby. "But after spending time with him during these past few days, I've been wondering…"
"Wondering about what?"
She looked at him deeply in the eyes. "That he might be hiding something from me. I don't know why but the Sasuke-san I know seemed to be different from the one Neji-kun showed to me."
It was a good thing the clock chimed, signaling that it was time for them to go to bed. Sakura bade goodnight and headed to the bedroom. Meanwhile, Sasuke slumped back helplessly on the sofa, his heart pounding erratically.
"He might be hiding something from me."
"Crap. I can't stop thinking about what she said! I have to stop this," he cursed as he tried to form a semblance of sleep. "Even if it means crushing my so-called friendship with her…"
Thursday
10:00 AM
"What a day!" Sakura stretched her arms as she finished washing her clothes. It was a good day and the entire class was granted a day-off. Their little kid whom they both named Koichi was sleeping its electronic chip off while being strapped on his father's back. And the father was attacking the floors viciously with his mop.
After hanging the laundry, Sakura removed her apron. She then went to the living room and took a seat on the sofa. "Why don't you take some rest, Suke-san? Koichi-kun seemed to love sleeping behind your back," she commented. He looked so tired and pale; she couldn't help but worry that he might pass out.
The raven-haired boy wiped sweat from his forehead then adjusted his glasses. "I couldn't help it. I'm so used to cleaning the floors. Maybe, I'm developing an obsessive-compulsive disorder." After mopping the floor, he squeezed the water out and watched it pour down into the bucket. He stole a glance at Sakura who seemed to be enjoying watching him work.
The pink-haired girl sighed. "Since we don't have anything to do for today, why don't we head out to the mall? Ino-chan told me that the last day of the sale is today."
Sasuke seemed to consider but he forced himself to resist. It was the last day of the sale? Sounds like a good idea! There might be an all-out sale for canned tomatoes! Alas, he fiddled with the mop. "Why don't you go instead, Sakura-san? You worked pretty hard today. You can bring Koichi along. If…that's alright with you?" He unfastened the strap to his back then handed the simulator to Sakura.
She accepted the boy, confusion etched on her face. "Are you sure? You look like you're the one who needs to get away from all these tasks."
"No, it's perfectly fine. Go and have a good time," he smiled thinly and gestured for her to leave. I have plans of my own anyway…
Just then, Koichi made whining sounds. He flailed his arms up and down and muttered, "Maammmeee…Daaadddeee…"
Silence sailed in the air.
Then squealing came next.
"Oh my god! Koichi-kun can talk!" Sakura hugged their baby happily. She raised the baby at Sasuke's face. "Did you hear that Suke-san? Kurenai-sensei told me that if the baby learns to call his parents by his name, this means our grades would go up! And by hearing our voices, he can instantly recognize us as his true parents. Imagine, he just called us Mommy and Daddy!"
"Actually, he said Daaadddddeeee," Sasuke answered dourly. Right now, he was not in the mood to celebrate their baby's first words. Running a hand through his hair, he looked at the time. "Maybe you should hurry up if you want to catch the last day of the sale."
The pink-haired girl nodded her head in understanding. Then she had an idea. "Maybe, I can shop some baby clothes for Koichi-kun!" She nuzzled the baby's cheek. Koichi made happy gurgling sounds then answered, "Maaammmmeee…" Sakura squealed again as she cuddled the simulator again then dashed for the bedroom. "I'm gonna go change!" was all she said as she let slammed the door shut.
Leaving Sasuke with his mouth hanging open in disbelief.
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12:00 NN
Konoha Mall
"I still can't believe that you instantly made that baby of yours talk. I've been spending the past few days forcing Miku-chan to talk but all she says is Goo-goo Gaa-gaa!" Ino wrinkled her nose in disgust as she changed her infant simulator's diaper. She and Sakura were at the female lavatory because of Miku's sudden urge to excrete her 'wastes'.
Sakura sighed. Strapped to her back, Koichi slept soundly. Before leaving the dorm, her husband immediately changed the baby's diaper. When she asked for the reason, his only reply was so that she wouldn't have a tough time dealing with the baby's fussiness. And she wouldn't admit that out loud to him because it was true.
Stroking Koichi's downy hair, she mused. "It's a good thing that Suke-san changed Koichi-kun's diaper. He slept almost throughout the day." After Ino finished dressing up Miku-chan, the two girls went out of the comfort room and resumed their shopping.
…………
Meanwhile…
At the other end of the mall…
"Ahhhh…isn't this nice? I'm so happy that I'm spending quality time with my little brother."
Sasuke forced himself not to gag on his brother's words. Clutching several shopping bags in his hands, he trudged alongside Itachi as they went shopping from one stall to another. 'Was this really his way of grocery shopping? It was more of like he just called me to come over and be his errand boy!' he thought angrily. Suddenly, he wished that his brother's loyal dog Kisame were here instead of him.
"Lookie-lookie, ototou! Aren't these cute?" Itachi gushed as he showed him a rather flamboyant pair of purple and red-checkered boxers. Heat rushed to Sasuke's cheeks and if he weren't hanging on to Itachi's bags, he would've killed him right there on the spot. However, his brother was waiting for his answer and deliberately waving the underwear right under his nose so he quickly answered, "Aa."
Itachi, on the other hand, loved to make his younger brother suffer. "What? I can't hear you, otoutou."
"I…said…Aa. It's cute too. Would you mind? We have to finish this spree of yours or else Haruno will notice that I'm gone!" he said irritatingly.
His brother made a loud 'tsking sound. "Ototou. I already told you countless times to tell Sakura-san the truth. You know it's not going to cost you your limb if you do that." He focused his attention on several nail polishes on the rack.
Sasuke sighed as he glared at a small flock of female admirers that were either gushing at him or getting a shot of his face. Itachi was still fawning over a glittery purple nail polish and sadly it was causing annoyance to our main character. "Oi, 'nisan. You better stop doing that or everyone will think that you're gay."
"Let them think. If I were you, I'll be thinking of a way to escape your so-called fan girls," his brother replied as he stuffed a handful of nail polish in the shopping basket. He tapped his chin in thought. "I wonder if there are still some bottles of clear polish somewhere here…" he muttered to himself as he began walking, obviously leaving his brother behind.
The young Uchiha trotted after his brother. "Wait! Don't leave me out here!"
"Sakura! Over here!"
Haruno headed to where her friend was, clutching a heavy basket filled with groceries. She stopped in front of the blond, huffing. "Whew! Finally, I thought that we'd never finish. I already got what I need. How about you?" she asked after showing her groceries to Ino.
"I need sanitary napkins, toiletries…all the works. But first," Ino held her infant simulator who kept on crying with disgust. "I have to change Miku's diaper again! This stupid simulator is surely a pain in the butt!"
Sakura giggled as Ino retreated to the bathroom. "Don't call her a pain in the butt or you'll have a failing grade! Even these little guys have feelings too." She turned to her infant simulator who still slept. "At least you're an adorable one. 'Ne, Koichi-kun?"
"Scat!"
BUMP!
"Aaaahhhh!"
CRASH!
"OW!"
"KYYYAAAAHHHHHH!"
Sakura barely had time to grab hold onto her groceries when she crashed into something warm and solid. Her basket fell down on the floor, making a huge crash with all the cans and boxes scattered on four corners. She also fell, with her bottom coming in contact with the ground. It was a good thing that Koichi was safely strapped behind her back or else…
She would end up like Ino.
"Are you all right? Here, grab my hand."
She took the hand that was offered to her. Standing up she looked up to the person. Gratefully. "Thank you very much. I'm really sorry that I…" she trailed off then blinked.
"You are…"
…………
"Oh geez…wonder where that stupid ototou of mine ran off to now?" Itachi grumbled as he finished paying his purchases. Sasuke mumbled something about canned tomatoes then suddenly disappeared in a whoosh. Grabbing his bags, he stashed it in the cart then pulled it along in search for his brother.
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"I don't believe this…why of all places, of all times, and worst of all…" Sasuke grumbled angrily as he came face-to-face with none other than his pink-haired wife (sort of). HE just breezed into the aisle for a can of tomatoes when he encountered some lovesick women who wanted nothing more but his fabulous bod. Of course, his basic instinct was to run but never had he thought that he would run into Haruno of all places!
Sakura on the other hand blushed like a ripe tomato. She tried her best to avoid the Uchiha's gaze but her heart wouldn't stop pounding. "I-It's weird to see you here…anou, Itachi-san."
The fuming young man glared at her to death. "I can't believe that you're this dense."
She immediately recognized that kind of tone and talk. She bit her lip then bowed her head in apology. "I never realized that it was you. Forgive me…S-Sasuke-san."
Instead of accepting her apology, he raised his eyebrow. He ran a hand down the hem of his black button-down shirt. "I thought that you were smarter than that. We've seen each other a couple of times in the past few days."
"I'm really sorry!" she blurted out. In truth, she instantly recognized him but was too afraid to call him by his name. Itachi-san was kinder than him so his name was the safest one she could call. But how it angered the other Uchiha-san, she didn't have the slightest idea.
Now Sasuke didn't want to dawdle around. He sat on his heels then without word began picking up her groceries one by one. Sakura blinked then crouched down to help him. "Here…let me…" she said but he waved her hands away.
"No. I bumped into you so it's my fault. Let me pick them up," he retorted as he stuffed them back inside the basket. Sakura watched helplessly as he carried the heavy load as if it was nothing. She stretched her arms out to take the basket from him.
"Anou, Sasuke-san. It's all right. I can carry it…"
He walked ahead of her. "You can't. Judging by your tiny frame, it'll probably bring you to the floor. AGAIN." When he felt that Sakura didn't move from her spot, he turned his head around and faced her. "Are you going to buy anything else?" he asked.
She only looked at him with wide green eyes. "Huh?"
"I asked if you still have some shopping left to do." He really wasn't a patient guy, now he knew.
Kami-sama she was so clueless. "Um…yes. As a matter of fact, I'm about to go to the counter and pay." When she heard the boy sigh, she knew she must have offended him. But when he grabbed her hand and tugged her along, she began to have second doubts. "A-Anou…Sasuke-san…"
He kept on walking.
Sakura grabbed on to his arm with her free hand. "Wait, Sasuke-san!"
"What?"
"Where are we going?"
He stopped then sighed. He glared at her again, but this time lightly. "Since you're done picking something for yourself, then maybe you can help me out." Sakura cocked her side to the side, her green eyes filled with confusion. "How can I help?" she asked.
"Help me find the aisle where they keep the canned tomatoes."
It was such an easy request, actually, more like a demand. Sakura smiled to herself. This was really the Sasuke-san she knew. When she was about to walk by his side, Koichi began to wake up. And before they knew it, he started crying.
"WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh no! Koichi-kun!" Sakura yanked her hand from Sasuke's hold. She removed the straps that held Koichi then cuddled him. "It's okay, baby. Mommy's here. There's nothing to be afraid of," she cooed.
The wailing still continued.
"Haruno, I think," he bit his lip when he realized that if he told her something about Koichi's cause of crying, he would give away his cover. Good thing Sakura was not that silly as he thought her to be when she finally noticed that it was time to change Koichi's nappies.
"I see it's time for a diaper change." Sakura chuckled as she pecked Koichi on the nose. "Let me get your diaper first from the bag." Without word she handed the infant simulator to Sasuke who only blinked in surprise. Seeing the confusion in his face, she gave him a smile. "Will you please hold Koichi-kun for a moment, Sasuke-san? I'll just grab some diapers in my bag so that I can change him."
"Uh…sure. But," Sasuke held the simulator at arm's length. There was no way he was going to cuddle this tiny monster. Sakura fumbled inside her bag for the diapers when suddenly, Koichi stopped crying. She muttered a tiny "Huh?" then turned to Sasuke. "He stopped crying?" she asked him.
Sasuke glared at her. "I'm not sure. How was I supposed to know? And why's this little twit…"
"DDDDAAAAADDDDDDEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"
Both teens went silent for a moment. Sasuke immediately averted his gaze from Haruno then focused instead on the baby he was holding. 'Kami-sama, oh no…' he thought pleadingly as the simulator giggled, waved his arms in the air and kept on calling him Daddy. He turned to Sakura who was staring at him, her eyes wide and mouth gaped open like a fish.
Yep. They both heard it.
With shaky fingers, Sakura pointed at the baby. "Why did Koichi-kun stop crying when you simply held him? And…" she moved her finger upward, this time at him. "Then he called you daddy." When Sasuke made no move to answer, she continued. "That's really weird. Because Kurenai-sensei told us that this baby can talk after he instantly hears the voices of his parents. And the voices he can recognize are mine and…"
"And?" he asked shakily.
"Suke-san's." Sakura walked closer to him, determination fused in her pupils. Sasuke suddenly had an inkling to step back just like what he was doing now. "Sasuke-san…" she began, her voice smooth. "Are you by any chance…"
NO!
DON'T SAY IT!
IF YOU DO...
I'LL...
"…Suke-san?"
A/N: Whew! Finally done with this chapter. And it was a long one too! And now that we're back in business, let me give imaginary Sasuke plushies in all his geeky glory! And to give you the good news, only two or more chapters left and this arc will finally end. Will Naruto finally confess his feelings for him without getting clobbered by Tenten? Will Neji be able to patch things up with Sakura? Will Tenten shed her tomboyish attitude for a more feminine one? Or will Sakura dump Neji and turn to another guy? And finally, will Sasuke still be able to keep his disguise intact?
You guys can freely answer these questions but the answers will lie in the next arc!
B/N: This was a long one! Hope I did an OK job on beta-ing it. I was kinda out of it. Been sick for several days now. Hope you enjoyed the story. Reviews are welcome! Till next time. Ja!
A/N: Wait! Before we leave, I'm going to give you guys a question for the next chapter!
What will Sasuke's response to Sakura's claim?
a. He shrugs his shoulder then says, "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."
b. He gives her one of his sexy smirks and says, "How did you know? Come here and give daddy a kiss."
c. He drops the baby in Sakura's arms then runs.
d. He glares at her hard and says nothing.
e. He faints.
B/N: And there you have it! You can answer the question of the day and let's leave the rest to the author! Don't forget to give us your reactions to this story, we love ya all! Ja ne!