.:When Two Makes One:.

A Sasu-Hina Fanfiction

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Summary :- " So he slammed the door on you all.. Pregnant and soon to be clan-less. Are you sure he's the father?" Pregnant Hinata strikes thunder on a certain, clueless Uchiha. Chaos, please do ensue.

A/N : I know, I know. I haven't updated The PGA in a while, FORGIVE MOI ! T_T

It's just that school has been whipping me up like whipped cream, the sour one. I'll try to update ASAP.

Till then, enjoy !

Prologue

It was going to be okay. Everything would be fine. She was going to be fine. And okay, too.

She would be okay, right ?

It was around eleven at night. The cool breeze whipped past her, sending chills down her sweaty form. Her fingers clenched and unclenched as she looked around for any sign of life creeping around her. She closed her eyes and mumbled a small prayer, her hands now secure over her uniform clad, toned stomach. She gulped audibly as she formulated her plan in her mind for the umpteenth time.

Everything was going to be okay.

She raised her trembling hand and paused, her fist hovering in front of the wooden door. She reconsidered the whole situation and froze.

Was everything going to be okay ?

She shook her head to clear the hazy thoughts away. Gulping in a lungful of the spring time air around her, she straightened her Jounin vest and brushed the invisible specks of dirt away. She straightened her back and cleared her throat.

If someone was to see her standing there, she would dissolve in a puddle of embarrassment.

She slapped herself on the cheek and glared at the door. She was going to go through with her plan, even if it was going to cost her embarrassment. After all, she was no volatile substance.

She raised her fist again and rapped on the door five times before she felt compelled to chicken out. What did that cost her?

The possibility of rejection.

She whipped around and ran away, hiding in the dark alleyway with her back pressed against the wall. A stray cat mewed beside her, startling her. She pressed further into the wall to the point where she could feel her back chafing against the white wash of the wall. She held her breath when she heard the door , the one she'd abandoned a few minutes ago, opening. She could feel his chakra coursing through her veins. She could feel her heart galloping around within her ribcage.

Nothing was going to be okay.

"I know you're there, Hyuga."

She squeaked and her eyes widened. She considered running away from the figure standing a few feet away from her, his body hidden by the curve of the alley's wall. As she raised her right foot to prepare for the run, she was pulled out from her hiding place.

She struggled frantically in his hold and was stopped when she felt him lay a hand on her head. She made the mistake of looking up, into his ebony eyes.

"Yes ?" She heard him growl, his lips set into a firm line as he glared at her meek form. He released her and took a step back, his hands on his waist.

"Aah..Uch-Uchiha-san, good ev-evening." She squeaked, poking her fingers. She looked at him through her bangs, smiling sheepishly.

"Hyuga, spill it." Sasuke growled, crossing his arms.

If someone was to see the two raven haired, elite shinobi standing in the middle of the street at night, one would dissolve in a puddle of embarrassment while the other would just merely scowl, dismissing the fact that the onlooker would've been dead in the first few seconds.

"Ca-can we go somewhere m-more se-secluded ?" She whispered, looking around the empty street.

Sasuke sighed and beckoned her to follow him, pausing at the threshold of his apartment's door. Hinata looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to welcome her into his house. She didn't have any expectations from the Sharingan-user, but when she said 'secluded', she thought he'd probably invite her inside.

She was dead wrong.

"Speak." Sasuke demanded, leaning against the door.

"I-I.. You.. C-can I come in-inside ?"

"No."

"E-eh ?"

"You're not welcomed inside. Now stop wasting my time."

Sasuke glared at her, his hand tightening over the door's handle. Hinata's cheeks turned crimson as she bit hard on her lip. Stifling a whimper, she squeaked,

"I-I wan-wanted t-to let yo-you know th-that I re-regret what hap-happened the oth-other d-day." She resisted the urge to bolt as she felt Sasuke's aura darkening.

"What are you talking about ?" Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowed.

"Yo-you know.. Th-that th-thing that hap-happened."

Sasuke's eyes widened. He felt his throat go dry. He then smirked when he remembered the 'thing' and felt his crotch tighten.

"Ah, the night you man handled me ?" He smirked, leaning away from her so as to hide the bulge forming underneath his sweat pants.

Hinata squeaked and shook her head vigorously, tugging at the hem of her vest. She could feel her heartbeat thundering in her ears as she wiped her sweaty palms on her pants. Her scarlet face was turning into a shade of violet as she struggled to breathe.

"It wa-was th-the other way ro-round, as I-I re-recall." She whispered, her eyes watering and her bottom lip quivering.

She wasn't going to cry in front of him, even if the stinging in her eyes increased in magnitude. Just as she was about to wipe her eyes with her sleeve, she was grabbed roughly by the shoulders and pulled inside the apartment. Sasuke let go of her and closed the door, walking away towards the kitchen. Hinata wiped her eyes and followed the Uchiha quietly, taking in the appearance of Sasuke's bland, empty 'home'. Upon reaching the kitchen, she was greeted by Sasuke thrusting a hot, steaming cup of tea in her direction. She looked at him, surprised, accepted the blue porcelain cup and trailed after him towards the small dining table in the middle of the kitchen area, taking the seat across from the ebony eyed man.

"Why are you here ?" He asked, his eyebrows scrunched up together.

"I-I wa-" Hinata was cut off by Sasuke.

"Look, if you want to do it again then by all means, let's go to the bedroom." Sasuke finished, leaning on one arm placed on the table. He smirked when he saw the Hyuga turn crimson.

Hinata's eyes widened as she tried to control her breathing. How could Sasuke be so blunt about this?

What they'd done was foolish, agreed. But it was supposed to be a sacred act between their bodies, hearts and souls, even if it was a mistake. Even if it meant nothing to the smug Uchiha in front of her. Even if she regretted every second of it. Even if they both had been intoxicated. Even if they didn't love each other.

It had been a mistake, a big one.

She tried to mask her shock and embarrassment by taking a sip from her cup, only to spit out the contents on the floor.

"What is th-this ?" She squawked, pushing the cup away from her. Grabbing hold of a few tissues from the tissue box kept on the table, she dabbed her tongue, trying to get rid of the disgusting taste. She heard the man in front of her sigh and was soon face to face with a glass of water. Grabbing it with a vicious speed she gulped down the contents, her tongue feeling immediate relief.

"Okay, okay. I may not be the best cook out there." Sasuke scowled, crossing his arms and looking away from the female panting in front of him. He ignored her flushed face and the way it was making him hard and rigid.

"Yo-you're still be-better th-than Ne-Neji-nii." Hinata stifled a giggle and looked at the Uchiha, who was trying to stifle a grin of his own.

"Making fun of your cousin, eh ? I wonder how he'd feel if he'd come to know.." Sasuke chuckled darkly and looked at Hinata who was blushing bright like a ripe tomato.

"Now, what are you doing here ? At midnight ?" He asked, fixing the Byakugan-user with a glare.

"Uh.. I-I came b-by to ap-apologize." She squeaked, looking down at her hands.

"For what, exactly ?"

"Um.. Th-that ni-night."

"We fucked. It's not a big deal."

"It i-is to me !"

"Splendid."

"Wh-what are yo-you tr-trying to imply, U-Uchiha san ?"

"Shut up."

"E-eh ?"

"You're giving me a headache."

Hinata sighed and rubbed her temples. Headache ? He was the one who was giving ache to her pride. He was giving her a pride-ache. Stupid Uchiha.

"Is that what you wanted to say ?" Sasuke asked, his eyes on the verge of closing.

"I-I'll g-go, see-seeing as yo-you're sl-sleepy." Hinata uncharacteristically stomped off towards the main door, only to be stopped at the threshold by Sasuke.

"Look, I apologize for my unresponsive reaction. But it's no one's fault, Hyuga. You were drunk, I was lightly intoxicated. We all make mistakes, it's no big deal." He said, looking away from her.

"I-It's no big deal ?" She whispered, looking at him with wide, curious eyes. Sasuke nodded, a small blush staining his cheeks. Why did she have to be so darned cute ?

"Wh-what if som-something we-were to happen ? Would you he-help me ?" She grabbed on to the sleeve of his shirt, expecting an answer.

Sasuke sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, Hyuga. I don't usually help booty calls, but I'll make an exception for you." He paused and then continued when he saw Hinata's eyes widen at the mention of the words 'booty call'.

"I'll make an exception.. Because you aren't a mere booty call. If you were one, I would've shut the door on your face." He explained, trying to lift the Hyuga's spirits.

Hinata trembled and bit her bottom lip. He did say that he'd help her. Could she trust him ?

Well, she did sleep with him.

But ! She was no booty call, as Sasuke had just said. He would help her, he definitely would. After all, half of the responsibility was his alone. But what if he'd refuse to take hold of the responsibility ? Would he abandon her ?She did trust the guy enough to sleep with him. He surely couldn't be that cruel.

After all, he didn't shut his door on her face.

She shook her thoughts away and counted till ten in her head, squeezed her eyes shut before exclaiming,

"I think I'm pregnant !"

When she opened her eyes, she saw Sasuke staring slack jawed at her, his face as pale as the late winter's moon. She reached out to him and tugged on his sleeve, pulling him out of his reverie. She held her breath as she waited for a reaction.

She got none.

"Sas-Sasuke ?" She saw him take a step back, hiding behind the door.

Before she could push the wooden necessity open,

The door was promptly slammed on her face.

Voila !

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