Sakura, she was by herself, maybe besides for the night crew. Her office was dark except for the light coming from her computer screen, plus the illumination from the moon. She could barely think, could barely work and for the past several days, she had did her best to contact Hinata. Hinata just needed to say it was all a mistake, that she truly didn't want to rid Tenten of the fetus growing inside of her. Each time Sakura called though, it went to voice-mail and sometimes not even that.

Nata would want this because Sakura knew well enough that Hinata didn't want to come to terms with what she requested. Sakura knew all too well the regretful feeling once exiting from the sex transformation jutsu. Sakura was sure Hinata truly wanted to take it back but was refusing.

The feelings that Sakura had for Ino was buried deep away inside Sakura, only coming to the surface once she started doing the transformation jutsu. She was sure the shame Hinata had buried deep away, the shame of not being able to bare up to the Hyuga name was surfacing up. That baby would only bring shame, Sakura theorized how Hinata felt.

She pushed her wheely chair away from her desk, and got up to stretch. The cool air was calling her so she walked toward the window, and opened it. With a small smile on her face, she leaned against the sill. Such a request would take the restraining order off and Sakura would be finally able to have a no restraints talk with Ino.

Using her right hand, she fanned herself. Lost in her thoughts and constantly checking the notes on the computer, she paused when she heard the knock on her door. First, she walked to her computer and turned the screen off, not wanting anyone to see the research she was doing on the infamous herb and plant: mugwort and silphium.

Both of the plants, mugwort and silphium, were plants that aided one in a miscarry. Sakura needed Karin's help for the silphium since it was an extinct plant, one even said to have been a hybrid. No DNA was available for the plant so Karin had to mix what she could using the mugwort plant; thereby, creating her own concoction.

Sakura opened the door and Temari practically pushed past her, covered in sweat and breathing heavily, her kimono almost hanging off her body. She ran her fingers through her hair, and spoke as Sakura closed the door.

"I fucked up- Tenten took the restraining order off."

"That sounds like good news to me." Sakura said, confused, but Temari only shook her head and paced about the office

"See," she started. "I made a bet with Tenten. I told her Nata was just using her for sex and I could prove it."

"What!"

"Yeah, I know, stupid, right."

There was silence and Sakura gather the questions forming in different sections of her brain. One by one, she had to take it:

"Does Tenten know it was Hinata?" Sakura watched as Temari simply nodded.

Temari finally steadied herself and took a breath. "I told Tenten if Nata loved her, he would spend the night with her. Not just nut and leave. If Nata loved her, he would hold her. If Nata loved her that he would truly make love to her." She paused. "So...she asked him of all these things and he said no. She slapped him-"

"...And the jutsu broke." Sakura finished with Temari nodding her head. She listened more to Temari: Tenten was devastated, distraught, depressed...that she really liked Nata only for him to be a whole woman married to the Hokage with two kids.

"I think she could be pregnant."

Sakura's head snapped up. She gulped, taking a quick glance to her computer.

"I saw Hinata looking at Tenten's stomach one day she came by the shop to apologize. She was worried."

Sakura sighed, half expecting Temari to see the chakra or sense it, but no, Hinata saw the chakra and wanted it gone. She listened as Temari mentioned Tenten was too early and she, herself, wasn't aware she was carrying.

"I gotta go get dinner started..."

Sakura smirked. "It's a bit late for that."

"I know..."

Flashing lights, loud talking, make up, spray, cameras, interviewers, journalist, photographers...so this was what a press conference was.

Sakura and Temari sat up in front of a table, appearing as Kura and Mari, they were having microphones and cameras shoved in their faces. Temari's eyebrow twitched and across the room, a small bead of sweat appeared on Shikamaru's forehead, knowing what his wife was feeling at the moment. It also didn't help dagger glares were sent his way.

Behind the two women, as they sat before everyone, was a wall that had a covering of a western team and basketballs. The team was the team they were to be signing and playing for in the west. A well established team, one whom had won numerous playoffs in the span of twenty years. Sighing to such a team as two novice meant the league saw an enormous amount of talent and potential coming from these two men. The name of the team, The Komodos.

The Komodos was a team based in a western city with Eastern origins. Naruto had thought it was perfect because it would allow Sakura and Temari to experience a new culture yet still be surrounded by some eastern norms, and customs of the city in which they would already be familiar to.

Sakura straighten her red tie; it went along nicely with her dark blue suit, looking like a CEO all the way down to her well polished black dress shoes. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, wanting the conference to be over before it even started. What she rather be doing:be inside of Orochimaru's lab working with Karin to use plants and herbs to create a drink for Tenten. Then again, Karin refused to assist unless Sakura was Kura and having Karin slobbering all over Sakura was a headache in itself.

Temari wore a traditional western black suit, her gages still in her ears, refusing to take them out. The women were becoming more excited when seeing Temari's bad boy image. The audience wouldn't be moot to it.

"Haruno Kura, it's so nice to see you sign to a team finally. How do you feel to leave Konoha and play for a foreign nation?"

"Umm," Sakura started, a bit nervous, she licked her lips. Over to the left of the conference room behind the press, she glanced at Naruto who stood next to Sai. He gave her a gentle smile, one to encourage her to move forward. "I...I look forward to it. It'll be hard with the language at first but we're learning." Sakura nodded her head toward Temari who nodded with confirmation.

The journalist was content with the answer, but he was quickly pushed out the way by a vibrant young woman who looked no older than 19.

"Mari, some Hguya girls saw you come from a woman's shop. They said she was pregnant. Are you the father?"

Sakura became wide eye at the notion of this news. She quickly turned to Temari who met her eyes and then back to the girl. That baby was Hinata's.

"Are...are you sure?"

"Yes, my sources don't fail me." The teenager said. "I may be young but not dumb."

Another interviewer, also a woman but with more years on her, and purple hair came forward. A sly comment was made, both Sakura and Temari heard it, followed by every news outlet. When it was said, Sakura's skin became pale, for the thought of Ino escaping her once more came to her mind.

"WOMEN BEATER!"

The doors to the conference room swung open, a broly man, muscular and tall came screaming into the room. All eyes on him, including the shinobi currently working the shift. It made sense for them to be on high alert, for there were already three shinobi trying to hold him down but the veins in his arms were popping out, his eyes were blood shot red, and his overall appearance seemed worn and rabid.

Sakura and Temari both stood up from their seats, ready to attack. The man continued to scream, spit and foam from his mouth, his ears red, filling the room with allegations of Sakura being a woman beater. In an instant, the thought of this man being Konnie's brother came to her mind. But as she looked closer, he didn't have her appearances or physical traits, plus he was on the drug...the pain killer they were leaving their home to go investigate to begin with!

"COME-BEAT-M-"

It was the drugs, they knew and Naruto unleased Karuma, waiting no time, the orange chakra engulfed him. The power of a thousand shinobi, Naruto took the man who's body was built with such hulkness. Still, Naruto dragged the man out, dragged him out the vicinity, leaving the room completely still...

The woman with the years on her, turned her focus back on Sakura, the mic to her mouth and the camera man stationed beside her, getting a clear view of Sakura.

"You are a woman beater..."

The room became quiet and they all turned to Sakura.

"And a rapist-"

Sakura glared at the woman. "That was consentful. She wanted a child for me and Mari to be stuck with. Don't tarnish my name," she said through clenched teeth, and balled fist.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and saw Temari standing beside her, her anger, to not let it control her, it was as if she was saying. Both of them, Sakura and Temari, were becoming better at controling their temper when using the jutsu; it wasn't perfect, but it was a lot further along than when they started using.

Once more, she straightened her tie and sat down. "I've been a dog at times and I have put my hands on a woman. I apologized to them. I am currently working on my issues to be a better man."

The woman waited for a moment and then she added, "Yamanka Ino, the wife of Yamanka Sai, you assaulted her. Did you not?"

Sakura didn't dare turn to Sai who remained in the room while Naruto tended to the wild drugged filled man.

"I did, yes, as I said: I was a dog. And I apologized."

It was Sai that had assaulted her first that time he took her dick out, but she shook her head, not going to make the situation even more abysmal than what it was. She cleared her throat and with assertiveness, demanded for the next question from the next interviewer.

Hinata stared at the TV. Her apron on, covered in flour, even on her cheeks as she rolled the dough for what she was baking: hirata buns. She needed Sakura to come through. The Hyuga clan...those girls...they knew it was an Hyuga baby...that's what the journalist said, the comment which made the entire room go silent. The Hyuga girls knew it was a Hyuga baby...Sakura needed to come through...

With her eyes back on the dough, she continued to focus on the dinner they were having that evening.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Next chapter is August 2023; I usually do good to post in the beginning of the month but Harry Potter: Legacy has been taking up a lot of free time. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Woe is me! Happy Memorial Day, 5/29/2023