Title: Secret-Keeper

Prompt: Secrets

Summary: There are some things that are meant to be told. And then there those things that are meant to be kept secret.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Rating: T

There are some things that are meant to be told.

"Shizune? Is Tsunade-sama busy?"

"No, she's just in her office. Go ahead."

And then there are those things that are meant to be kept secret.

"Tsunade-sama."

"Sakura, what a surprise! I wasn't expecting you today."

But sometimes…one can't keep a secret any longer.

"Tsunade-sama…can I talk to you for a bit?"

"Certainly. Is something wrong?"

There's a limit one reaches.

"I…I need to tell you something. And…I need you not to tell anyone else."

"Sakura…what's going on?"

A point where one can't handle it anymore.

"I…I…"

And I've reached it.

"I'm pregnant."

I run through the forest, jumping on the trees. The leaves rustle as I land on a branch and leap to the next one. My black cloak shrouds me in darkness, the hood covering my face. My green eyes glance back every once in a while, checking to see if anyone is following me.

I don't want to do this.

I bite my lip, stopping on the next branch. I look down at the bundle I clutch to my chest, unwrapping the cloth near the top. His small, chubby face coos, and he flashes me a toothless smile as I stroke his cheek.

But I have no choice.

He has a tuft of pink hair on his head, something he regretfully inherited from me. But his eyes – his eyes are what gives him away. They're the same shade of black as his father's. He has those same deep, dark onyx eyes that I fell in love with.

I have to do this.

I cover his face up again, a small smile on my face as I hear a cry of protest. Holding him to my chest once again, I jump to the next branch, determination coursing through my veins.

For you.

Mamoru Uchiha.

I see them. They're here.

I see her telltale green robe and long blonde hair. She gives a sad smile as I approach them. She looks to her left, where my silver-haired sensei stands in wait. I stand in front of them, both their attentions focused on the bundle in my arms. There's something akin to awe or wonder in their eyes. It's soon replaced with sadness and regret.

I know. I don't want him to leave, either.

Subconsciously, I clutch him closer to my chest. Kakashi looks at me, his face somber. He and Tsunade are the only one who knows about this. They're the only one who knows I have a son.

A son with a missing-nin.

A son with Sasuke Uchiha.

Kakashi holds out his arms, prepared to take him away.

I'm sorry. I have to do this.

I hand him over, my heart heavy. Kakashi takes the boy with one arm, pulling his hood over his head with the other. I brush my finger to his cheek, smiling as he coos. I look up to see Kakashi, my green eyes pleading with him to take care of my son.

He looks at me and nods slightly in understanding, and leaps into the trees to bring my baby to an orphanage in a remote village, where he'll never be discovered.

Please forgive me, Mamoru.

"I know it was hard." Tsunade whispers, looking at me with pity in her eyes.

I say nothing, staring at Kakashi's disappearing figure.

This shouldn't have happened.

"Sakura, will you ever tell us how…?" she asks hesitantly, her words bringing back memories.

It was one night.

I press my lips together. Tears are gathering in the corner of my eyes.

One night couldn't hurt.

He pressed against me, his face in my hair as my nails dig into his back. Our clothes are now scattered on the forest floor. He has me pressed against a tree, his tongue forceful and demanding as they travel across my skin. I let out a breathy moan as he bites my shoulder possessively.

Forget everything. Forget the Akatsuki, forget Konoha, forget the mission, forget the missing-nin status.

I look into his eyes, his Mangekyo Sharingan glinting in the moonlight.

I shouldn't be doing this. But I am.

Forget.

He leaves me on the floor, panting. He looks back at me once, then gathers his Akatsuki robe and Kusanagi and walks away, like he always has.

A tear finally slips out, trailing down my face.

I thought it wouldn't hurt. It was one night. One night with the man I loved. The man I still love, no matter what he's become.

It's becoming too much again.

There are some things that are meant to be told.

I open my mouth, the words on the tip of my tongue…

And then there are those things that are meant to be kept secret.

I close it again, pressing my lips together in determination. No. This is my secret. They shall never know. That was my night, my night and his, and it was ours alone.

They shall never know.

I shall keep my secret.

a/n: Now then, this was angsty and different. I kind of liked it though. In case anyone's interested, she got pregnant with Mamoru sometime when Sasuke was an Akatsuki, with his team. Please review!

PS: Mamoru means protector/guard.