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Three months later
Sakura smiled brightly at the woman as she took a bite of the chocolate cake in front of her, lightly sucking on the fork. It was sooo good. She almost moaned.
"It tastes heavenly, Lilly." Karin gushed, also taking a bite of the cake. "It almost tastes as good as mine."
The girl continues to smile, it's fake, lips much to thin and frozen, but there was ways to survive here. "You really think so, Momma."
"Oh yes, dear." "Momma' nodded.
"Thank you, Momma!" She finished her slice of cake in seconds. She was still hungry. She looked longingly at the chocolate cake, wishing for another slice but well aware that, that was impossible. A second later, a dirty Naruto, dressed in blue flannel and dirt caked jeans, enters from outside, he quickly kicked off his boots, kissing the woman they call 'Momma' on the cheek. He barely flinched and he doesn't hesitate.
"I smell!" He uttered lightly before moving to exit.
"Wait," the younger woman quickly calls out from the table, "can Hidoshi have a slice of cake, Momma?" The girl asked, picking up her plate and standing. Said boy lingers in the open doorway looking back at them.
"Huh?"
'Momma' nodded, smiling brightly. "Yes Hidoshi, try some of this lovely tasting cake your sister made."
The girl cuts Naruto a slice of cake and puts it onto a plate. "Here you go, bro." She hands it to him along with a fork.
He lightly grinned at her, which she weakly returned, before turning to the cake. He looked at it closely. "Are you sure it's any good, Ma?" He asks critically. "Her brownies weren't very good. Hard as bricks." He teased. Sakura glared at him weakly.
She waved her hand dismissively. "Don't tease your sister, Hido."
He takes a bit of the cake with the fork, a grin spreading across his face. "Wow..." He whistles and Sakura smiles proudly. "This is amazing." He finishes whats left of the cake on his plate. "Almost as good as, Momma's." He added as he finished.
The older woman smiled, pleased with praise. "Now go on and wash up, Hidoshi. You smell like the cows."
"Sorry," Naruto sheepishly said. "I'll be back." He vanished out.
The girl gets started on washing their dishes while the woman begins to cut up vegetables for dinner. Sakura leaned into the counter, her stomach churning. She gently shook her head, riding herself of a sudden case of dizziness.
What's left of the night goes by uneventfully, as normal, they had dinner, watch an hour of TV before bed before be allowed upstairs for bedtime. Now they are not escorted by 'Momma' to their bedroom's by go freely to and from them.
'Momma' usually spent a few hours downstairs with Kisame on the couch before coming upstairs, so the teens had a few hours by themselves, usually sitting on Naruto's bed, shoulder's touching. Tonight was no different as the girl leans into Naruto.
"It's so tiring..." She whispered.
"Hmm?" He questioned, studying her red, peeling fingers as he held her hand.
"Acting for her... it's exhausting... sometimes I'm not even sure if we're acting anymore." The girl admitted. "She's our mom, shouldn't we feel something? Obligation...?"
He only makes a tiny sound, still studying her hand. It was dangerous, them being in such a position, 'Momma' would likely think wrongly.
"Is Kisame still... coming to see you?" He asked out of the blue, his hand squeezing hers.
She quiet for a minute. "No" She answered, a lie.
His body shifts as he turns his head, placing a kiss to her head. "I love you, sis."
She lightly smiled. "I love you, too."
(O)
Her stomach lurched as she empties her lunch into the glistening toilet. The girl quietly moans, she had freaking cleaned it only that morning. She leaned her head against it's side, not caring how disgusting it was as her world spin.
What was wrong with her?
She frowned, leaning backwards, honestly she had a few ideas, if her missing period was any inclination. A sick feeling falls over her. She feels a river of tears building up inside her but forces her feelings down.
She would not cry anymore. Not because of disgusting man named Kisame.
She flushes the toilet and stands on shaky legs. She then moves and quickly exits the bathroom, as music greets her hearing. 'Momma's' party was still in full swing.
She looked up at her friend and brother as he leans against the wall outside the bathroom, looking worriedly at her.
"Are you alright?"
The girl shook her head, briefly leaning into him as she walks by. "No." She answered truthfully.
"Are you sick?" He follows her down the hall.
She wipes at her sweaty face with the back of her hand, pink strands of hair sticking to her face. "I don't think it matters." She quietly said. "We have to cater 'Momma's' party." They exit through the tiny dining room into their kitchen.
"But if your sick I can do it myself." His hand lands on her shoulder, forcing her into a halt. The girl turned, smiling at him.
"I'm fine," the girl said. He frowned, tugging her into a hug.
"Why do you always lie to me?" He asks dryly pulling back a little. He lightly smiles when she frowns. "I'm your big brother, you shouldn't lie to me. Besides, I can tell when your lying."
She quietly scoffs, locking her arms around him. "Whatever..." She gently pushes away from him. "We have to start on the food." He nods.
Once let go, she washes her hands and begins working on the appetizers for 'Momma's' party. If the odor of weed and booze was any indication, people would be very hungry soon.
(O)
"I think I'm pregnant."
They are bluntly said, her words. He's shocked at first, which bleeds into anger, which bleeds into hopelessness.
Naruto looks down at the floor, frowning at his bare feet, toes curling. It was the morning after 'Momma's' party and they were cleaning up downstairs. His hands ball into fists.
"Does Momma have any idea." He looks up at the very pale girl, his friend... his sister. "Are you sure?" He wasn't quite willing to believe it. This wasn't meant to happen, he was going to find a way out before things got this bad. But he had failed.
She gently shakes her head, her arms wrapping around herself. He wants to hug her, but he needed answers. "No... of course Momma has no idea... I'm still alive aren't I?" She lightly smiles, but his face barely twitches from his worried stare. Her smile falls away. "I'm not one-hundred percent certain but..." He nods. He's unsure what to do. He has to do 'something'. His hands ball, fists clenches. He wishes he wasn't weak. He wished he was stronger. If it had been Sasuke, Sakura had been with during all this, none of this would be happening, they would likely be home by now. But no, he's him, he's weak, he's dumb. He means well, but nothing he ever does turns out how it's suppose to. He's a failure.
"I'm so - "
"Can you hug me?" Her question is asked in a small voice, barely above a whisper. She looks up at him with large brown eyes. "Please..."
He lightly smiles through his sadness, pulling the girl into a hug. "Anytime... You can hug me anytime." The girl latches onto him like a leech.
"I'm scared..." She whispers. He was as well.
(O)
'Momma' takes one of them into town ever so often, it's Naruto who goes this time. This time they were grocery shopping and 'Momma' kept certain he was never out of her sight. He followed her around like a puppy as she walked up and down aisles. He was nervous. Sakura was alone with Kisame.
He was suppose to get her a pregnancy test, for Sakura.
"Do you want anything in particular for dinner, honey?" 'Momma' asked drawing his attention to the one as she gazed over soups. He lightly scratches at his wrists, gaze on three teen girls a little ways away, giggling and pointing at him. It was likely because he was pretty dirty from working on the farm. He tugs a hand quickly through his sweaty hair. "Hidoshi!" He flinched, gaze falling to his 'Momma'.
"No ma'am." He answers correctly. She openly stares at him, a can of soup in her hands.
"What are you doing?" She hisses. "You aren't thinking anything stupid again are you."
"No ma'am." He frantically shakes his head. "No..." He licks his lips. " Do you think we can get medicine for my headache?" He wondered.
"You have a headache?" Her gaze narrows.
He bites his lip again. "Yes ma'am."
"Fine, we can go to their pharmacy when were finished shopping."
He nods. Twenty minutes later he and his 'Momma' stand in the tiny pharmacy portion of the big store. He begins looking around for pregnancy tests he finds them not to far away. As Momma begins reading over stuff, he backs away.
He grabs the first box he can see, quickly shoving it into his hoody pocket.
"Hey!" Someone calls, a store employee coming into view. "What are you doing?" He freezes as 'Momma's' eyes focus on him. "I saw you stick it in your pocket!" He closes his lids tightly.
"What's going on?" Karin's voice appears beside him and he forces his lids open, he works on keeping his body from shaking.
"He's stealing." The man accuses obnoxiously.
"Nonsense," The woman quickly says. "My son has better sense then that. You must be horribly mistaken."
"Oh yeah?" The annoying associate asks. "Why did I see him shove that into his pocket." The woman's eyes once again burn into him.
"Hidoshi...show me."
The boy swallows, they had a small audience. He careful pulls the item from his pocket.
"I told you, see." The idiot exclaimed.
'Momma' makes an undistinguisable noise, her anger isn't outwards but the boy can feel it on her. She lightly smiles at the associate.
"You see," the woman grabbed onto Naruto. "My son here isn't too smart, he's slow..." He lightly frowns, looking upset. "He's mentally about eight... No matter how many times I tell him that you have to put the things you intend on buying in the cart and not in your pocket, he cannot comprehend. He thinks it's acceptable as long as you pay for it at the cashier, I told him to get this." She quietly sighs. "My husband and I are trying for more children and... well, you don't want to hear about all that." The woman flips her hair. "What I'm saying is, he's not trying to steal it. Besides, we're not even outside yet, how can you accuse him of stealing?"
The man frowns, biting his lip, glancing between the very silent boy to the lightly grinning woman. "Well... I guess." He huffs. "As long as you pay for it on your way out."
"Of course," The woman says, "Let's go, Hidoshi." She lightly tugs him to their food cart.
Not a word is said between them until they were outside by themselves, pushing the overloaded basket to the van.
"What in the hell were you stealing a pregnancy test for?" She hisses as they load bags into the van. Naruto's hands shook. "You were trying to draw attention to yourself weren't you? That was your fucking idea? You're in so much fucking trouble."
"No..." Naruto quickly says. "I wasn't... that's not what I was attending..."
"Then why were you stealing a pregnancy test? Are you pregnant, Hido?" Her sarcasm burns. Naruto flinched.
He loads the last bag into the back, avoiding the woman's icy glare completely. "No... it's for Sakura."
She narrows her gaze. "I mean, Lilly." He corrects. He licks his lips nervously, focusing on the groceries.
The woman raises an eyebrow. "For Lilly?" She asks carefully, her gaze boring into him.
He nods slowly, leaning against the van, his insides churning.
"Who?" She growls. There's suspicion and anger there and for a second he thinks she thinks it's him. He frowns.
Naruto bites his lip. "I think one of the men at one of your parties hurt her." He lies, he's not even sure why exactly. He's not a hundred percent certain she wouldn't believe him, but what would Karin do? She was in no way a kind and understanding mother who protected her kids. He had no idea what it was she would do. It could back fire on them.
"Why didn't you tell me this?" She looks annoyed, at who is isn't very sure. Him? Whoever it was who raped Sakura? Sakura? She was a hard one to read, unpredictable.
"I..." He looks at his boots, staring at the heavy mud and dirt. "We weren't... we thought you wouldn't believe us. Lilly's really scared about telling you. She was afraid you would be upset with her..."
"You should have told your momma." The woman snaps. "Why are you keeping secrets from your momma!" She hisses.
He takes a step back. "Because we were afraid!" He yells out a partial truth. Real tears spring up in his blue irises. He was exhausted, spent completely. When was all this going to end? "You're insanely hard on us, mom." He bounces on his feet, like he wants to run, like a kid who is going to pee on themselves. He felt like young child around 'Momma', much like the four year old he vaguely remember being, afraid and small. "I... I understand we weren't nice when we first got here and.. and... We were afraid... of you." He can remember being with this woman now, his 'Momma', he can remember her harsh punishment as well as when she would rarely show love and affection. He can remember being a child and wanting so bad for her acceptance and kind words instead of taunts, insults and blows. He had loved her. She was his mom.
She frowns, but her anger seems gone. "You two were afraid I wouldn't believe you and you would be in trouble." The woman sighed.
"Yes ma'am." He nods, not looking at her.
"Oh my boy..." His body stiffens as she hugs him. "You don't have to be afraid of momma." He wants to snort at that, but his self-control was much better. She lightly pats his head. "We'll go home now and see your sister."
(O)
Sakura leans against the bathroom counter, hands over her face. How could she look?
"Hurry up now," Karin called.
Her hands fall away from her face, her hands landing on the object of her misery. A sob escapes her lips and her legs give out. The girl crumbles, holding her legs and sobbing. She leans her head against the counter, lightly slamming her head into it's door.
"No... no... no..." She cries. A whimper leaves her. "Oh God, no..."
"Lilly!" 'Momma' snaps.
With a few shaky breaths, she wipes at her face and stands with help from the wall. She walks towards the brown door with shaky legs, opening the bathroom's door.
'Momma' waits outside.
"Well?" She asks.
Sakura nods, head bowed. "I am..."
She completely stiffens as the woman hugs her. She frowns. "I've always wanted to be a grandmother." She hugs Sakura so tightly it hurts.
Sakura blinks, gaze lifting to her friend who is standing outside the bathroom's door. He gently shrugs and shakes his head. She licks her lips, returning the woman's hug, gaze on her friend.
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