A young looking woman calmly sat on one of the three seats across from the door leading to a civilian doctor's office. Her deep red eyes, almost wine like, fixed upon the door. She looked like the epitome of calmness, but deep inside her thoughts were comparable to a raging storm.

It took all her self-control, gained from years of working as a geisha, to not show her nervousness. If she didn't have any self-control she'd be fidgeting and chewing her brown hair.

'After this I think I'll go for some ice-cream.' She decided with a nod to herself.

"Akane Miyamoto?"

The woman, Akane, snapped out of her thoughts to focus her attention on an elderly woman. The older female looked tired, having bags under her dark eyes, but nevertheless gave Akane a smile which seemed to make the wrinkles she had disappear. "Sorry for the wait, but it's your turn now."

Akane smiled at the elderly woman despite wanting to roll her eyes and point out that she's the only one left, so it was quite obvious that it was her turn. She bit her tongue, manners dictated her to be polite despite her mood.

She closed the door behind her softly, not even glancing around the old lady's office, and instead took a seat in front of the desk. Not a second later the older woman took a seat at the desk.

Akane steeled herself, this was the moment she had been anticipating for days now. Would her luck win out, or would it lose?

Exactly one minute passed in silence.

Akane quietly coughed.

"Yes?" The older woman asked with a pleasant smile.

"The results, please." Akane requested belatedly remembering that her personal doctor was weird.

'At least the old hag's cheaper than the hospital. More private too.' She reminded herself of the pros of having this particular woman as her doctor.

"Ah, right!" With a sheepish smile the doctor opened her drawer to grab a folder.

Akane nervously gulped as the woman scanned through the files.

"Are you ready?"

No.

"Yes Nana-san."

"You're going to be a mother!" The old hag smiled as if it was good news.

It almost made Akane snap at her. Being pregnant was bad news, not good news. She wasn't exactly the best mother material out there, and she certainly didn't want or need a daughter. She was perfectly content living out the rest of her life as a single woman, and probably buying cats when she's retired.

"You don't seem so happy…" Nana noted in confusion.

"I'm overjoyed in the inside, I assure you." Akane smiled.

Nana hummed, still not quite believing Akane.

Ignoring this, the geisha stood up, the smile never leaving her features as she bid her doctor a good day and walked out.

Nana blinked, "I forgot to ask who the father is…" she belatedly realized. "My age's getting to me. Oh well, I'll ask her the next time!" She sheepishly laughed.

(She didn't know that she'd forget to ask the next time she saw Akane.)

-Two days later-

Akane licked the strawberry flavored ice-cream in her hand, it was her tenth one that day. Normally, she'd be concerned about the calories considering being appealing to the eyes was a requirement in her line of work, but today was different.

After hours of wrecking her brains, trying to figure out who the sperm donor for her child could possibly be, she finally found her answer.

She didn't like the answer. Not in the least.

If she didn't want to keep the baby before, she definitely didn't want it now. It would be too much of a headache considering the identity of the sperm donor would surely catch a lot of attention. The baby, whether it be male or female, won't have a choice in life. He or she would become a ninja, even if he or she didn't want to.

It was cruel, but Akane was no fool. In fact she was quite an intellectual individual, and she knew that the council would do all they can to enlist the child into the ninja program. And Akane didn't care. It was better for her this way too, now she wouldn't have to pay for the kid's needs or anything like that. And she definitely didn't feel the least bit of pity for her unborn child who didn't have a choice in life.

She didn't have a choice either, but she wasn't complaining. In fact she adapted, and now she actually enjoyed being a geisha. The pay was good.

Then she remembered that she'd have to break the news to her boss.

She groaned, 'She's going to have my head on a platter for potentially costing us an important customer!'

Jiraira was their most valuable customer after all, and who was to say he wouldn't stop coming to their place after her slip up of getting pregnant?!

-One Week Later-

To her credit, the okaa-san of the okiya Akane worked at only sighed in resignation to the news.

"I expected this." She said ignoring Akane's confused expression.

"How did you know?"

"It was bound to happen at one point or another with that man," The okaa-san dryly said, "I'm surprised it took him this long to get one in the oven, accidental or not."

Akane blinked, "I am still lost."

"Jira-chan's always been on the wild side, he's been engaging in sexual intercourses for over twenty years now already, and not once had he slipped up."

Akane gaped at the piece of information, begrudgingly she had to give the Sannin some credit. Except she couldn't help but wish he would have slipped up during another sexual intercourse, not theirs.

Suddenly the okaa-san's laughter boomed through her office, "Jira-chan's luck finally ended."

"Why hasn't he settled down though?" Akane couldn't help but question.

It was a valid question considering the man could have any woman he wanted, with or without their permission due to his sheer status alone. Heck, despite his widely known perverted tendencies mothers and fathers alike would all die happy to see their daughter marry the man, and it's because of his wealth and status.

"Have you ever been in love before Akane?"

Akane furrowed her eyebrows. "I've been living here my whole life, so love's never gotten my interest before."

"Of course, but even so I think you know that love makes people stupid."

Akane wholeheartedly nodded in agreement, those were words of wisdom right there.

"And Jira-chan has the worst luck when it comes to love."

"That's not surprising."

"He's only been in love once."

"That is surprising." Akane mumbled, not comprehending what she had just learned.

The okaa-san had a wry smile, "He can't move on, but I don't blame him really. Like I said before, love's stupid."

"He's in love despite his habits?" Akane questioned, then she shook her head in realization. "It's his way of coping."

The older woman chuckled, "Partly, because he really is the biggest pervert I've ever met."

Akane blinked.

"However, if Tsuna-baka had given him a chance, I'm sure he'd have get his act together."

A geisha is always calm.

But, in that moment Akane couldn't help the widening of her eyes, "He's in love with Tsunade?"

"Ridiculous considering the tragic nature surrounding the woman, and add the unexpected fatherhood, well let's just say the chance of those two getting together was unlikely from the start."

"Ah…"

Well, Akane mused, the good news was that she didn't get into any trouble and got to hear some gossip.

She still didn't want the baby.

-Six Months Later-

She was getting weird cravings.

She blamed the thing inside her stomach.

Seriously, what sort of idiot ate strawberry ramen?

'A pregnant idiot with cravings.' She thought to herself as she slurped her second bowl of ramen, and oddly enough it tasted good. Cravings were weird.

The stand owner merely shot her an odd look before going back to cook some more ramen.

"May I have peanut ramen now?" Akane asked once she was done with her strawberry ramen.

The man nodded before going back to get the ingredients.

"Hey Teuchi-oyaji, I'll have the usual, dattebane!" A redheaded woman appeared out of nowhere.

Akane blinked at the odd woman, she's never seen someone with red hair before. It was beautiful in an exotic way.

"Oh hey, I didn't see you there." The woman greeted her.

"Good afternoon." Akane politely greeted as Teuchi placed the bowl of ramen in front of her.

"You're pregnant too!" The woman cheerfully pointed out.

"…." Akane quietly dug into her food, ignoring the woman who seemed to be fond of stating the obvious.

"Ah, I'm Kushina Uzumaki, dattebane!"

"Akane Miyamoto, pleasure to meet you."

Oh, how Akane hated manners.

"Boy or girl?" Kushina asked taking a seat next to her.

"Girl."

"Mine's going to be a boy."

"Ah, congratulations."

Kushina seemed like she was going to say something more, but then a bowl was placed in front of her, and she started eating like there was no tomorrow.

Akane wanted to gag at the sight, did the redhead even taste the food? Not to mention the lack of manners.

"Know what would be cool?" Kushina suddenly asked.

"What?"

"If Naruto becomes best friends with your baby!" Kushina grinned, her tone hopeful.

"Naruto?" Akane asked in confusion.

Kushina nodded, her gaze turning downwards as she rubbed her own stomach, a loving look in her eyes.

"Oh." Akane mumbled, completely indifferent to the motherly scene.

What can she say?

She obviously wasn't like Kushina who clearly wanted and already loved her unborn child, and she wasn't going to pretend to.

She didn't want her child. Sue her.

But even so her gaze softened at the scene, even though she didn't want a child, she didn't hate children. She just didn't want to associate with them on a daily basis and commit her life to them.

"What's her name?" Kushina suddenly asked.

"Haven't decided on it yet." Akane casually shrugged before catching herself.

She normally wasn't so casual around a stranger.

"Eh? Why not?"

"Names aren't really important in my opinion. Anyone can change their names, so they bear no significance."

She took herself as a prime example. When she was a street urchin she didn't have a name, it was when the okaa-san took her in that she had been given a name, if only to have a form of identity.

"You're right, but I think it's important for a parent to name their child. It means their children are theirs, dattebane." Kushina smiled at her.

Akane could only stare at the woman in front of her.

'She's a weirdo.'

She didn't feel the need to correct the woman, or inform the woman on her situation. She just listened to Kushina babble on and on about setting up play dates, and how she wanted Naruto to grow up to be just like someone Kushina once knew. And for some reason Akane now had a craving for tomato ramen.

-Two days later-

Somehow Kushina Uzumaki had managed to convince Akane to meet up again. Don't ask why, even Akane didn't know why she had agreed. Kushina just had this weird charisma, something that Akane was sure Kushina's son would inherit as well.

Akane just hoped for the sake of the village that Naruto will inherit his father's personality instead. Konoha didn't need two Uzumaki running around. The geisha shivered at the thought itself, the world would be better off if Naruto inherit his father's personality.

Akane belatedly realized that she hadn't inquired about the unborn boy's father, but then ignored the thought. Kushina hadn't asked, so she wouldn't either.

"You'll love her I swear—"

'She's still talking?'

"—even if she can be a bit uptight."

Akane sighed, "For the last time Kushina-san, I am sure I will get along splendidly with your friend."

"Yeah, just making sure, dattebane!" Kushina grinned.

Akane could feel her tight smile becoming genuine by the second, cementing the fact that Kushina really did have a weird effect on people.

"Are we friends?"

"No."

"Aww, why not?"

"I do not need friends." Akane coldly said, her red eyes daring Kushina to say otherwise.

Kushina didn't say anything. And as Akane walked on ahead, she didn't hear Kushina mumble: "Then why do you look so lonely?"

It's better that she didn't hear it.

Otherwise she would have snapped at the readhead for not minding her own business. As it stood, she didn't. So she was still on a semi-cordial relationship with the woman.

'If Naruto turns out to be like Kushina, I hope he bothers you too, you little shit.' Akane inwardly grumbled to her unborn child, who wouldn't stop kicking.

"Mikoto-chan!" Kushina suddenly yelled.

Akane blinked as another pregnant woman came into view.

'Great, just my luck that the idiot's best friends with the Uchiha clan head's wife.'

Later on, she'd find out who Naruto's father was, and realize how rotten her luck was.

-Almost Two Months Later-

"It's ugly." Akane bluntly said looking down at the baby in her arms.

She wished she could just drop it, but that would be too cruel. Instead she rolled her eyes at her cooing co-workers who seemed to think that the tiny thing covered with only a white towel was the cutest thing ever.

"I wonder if she'll take after you or her father." The okaa-san mused, a rare smile on her features.

'Oh great, okaa-san likes you too. For no darn reason.'

"For her sake, I hope she takes after me. Her father isn't exactly good looking." Akane grumbled, she wasn't so cruel to wish the baby to be bad looking.

"Now, can anyone take me to the orphanage?"

"You're not going to keep her?"

"No."

Like that, a nameless baby that would undoubtedly change the world was born on the tenth of May.

-Five Months Later-

Akane whooped in joy, it was good being back in business.

Being a geisha was definitely the life for her.

With a grin she licked her ice-cream, her mind wandering over to Kushina Uzumaki. She hadn't seen the woman since two months ago, and although she wouldn't admit it, she did kind of miss the woman. Then she caught herself, no way did she need a friend.

Friendship was a stupid thing.

"Mama, can we go get some dango?"

Her gaze shifted to a mother-daughter duo in front of her. Suddenly she felt empty. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"Sweetie, you ate them yesterday."

"But ma!"

The scene was so warm.

'A daughter, huh?'

She wondered if the ninjas had figured it out yet, or the caretakers at the orphan. Figured out who the father was. But then again, she didn't know what the girl looked like, for all she knew the baby looked like her. Maybe the baby had her hair, her eyes, her face, her intelle-no, she wasn't going to imagine. Imagining will get her attached.

Exactly why she hadn't bother with maintaining contact or naming the baby. Only thing she took care of was money. That's it. No need for pointless attachment.

Despite telling herself that, her eyes couldn't leave the pair in front of her. She was so observed in the scene that she didn't notice her ice-cream melting.

What she did notice first however, was the eerie, raw, and scary chakra that suddenly filled the air.

And due to the maternal instinct she didn't know she had, she bolted towards the orphanage, intent on finding the child she had brought five months ago. She pushed through the panicking crowd, ignored the little ninja punks that tried to evacuate her.

Heck no, she wouldn't leave without the baby.

Her conscience would kill her.

So despite the fear she pushed forward, forcing herself to move faster.

"M'am, you have to-"

"Shut up!" She hollered at the little ninja who was trying to convince her to evacuate.

The ninja sighed in defeat, and despite his height easily lifted her up bridal style. "Where are we going m'am?" He asked ignoring the shriek.

Akane took the moment to glance at the boy, he was generic in her opinion, except he kinda seemed sick, she didn't blame him considering the situation though.

"Orphanage!"

With a nod, the boy quickly ran following directions here and there.

When they reached Akane was relieved to see the building in one piece, but her eyes flared with anger when a caretaker informed her that there were still children in the building and that she was waiting for the ninjas to come and help.

She wanted to snap at her for relying on ninjas too much, but instead she just barged in, the ninja who had rescued her following along like a puppy. She didn't question it, if the boy found her life more important than saving others, who cared?

With clarity she remembered where the baby should be, and found her laying in a crib.

Relieved filled her.

She was so relieved as she scooped the baby up that she didn't notice that the girl hadn't been crying, and was simply still. "I'm never leaving you again." Akane silently vowed looking down on the little girl who seemed to relax in her hold.

"Can we go now?" The boy asked.

Akane shifted her focus on him, and nodded.

The rest of the night was a blur to her, but she did know that the boy had accompanied her the whole night as the Hokage tried to ward off the Kyuubi.

"What's her name?" The boy asked, not making a move to join his age group as they waited for news.

"Uhh..."

She really didn't think about it.

"She doesn't have one, does she?"

Akane for once blushed, embarrassment wasn't something that she frequently experienced. She did know she would be a bad mother.

"How about Shiro?"

"Shiro?" Akane repeated looking down at the baby, it was apparent that the girl inherited her father's hair. "That's a nice name." She smiled at the boy. "Thank you, for everything."

The boy coughed. After a moment he shook his head, "Thank Mikoto-san, she was the one who told me to take care of you."

And he disappeared before she could get his name. Rude. Oh well, she'll just have to ask Mikoto herself later.

For now she was content as she smiled down at her daughter. "Your name's going to be Shirona then."

"Shiro" as they boy suggested, and "Na" as a reference to Kushina's name, because undoubtedly it was thanks to Kushina that her maternal instincts kicked in.

'I wonder where Kushina is, if I'm not mistaken her due day was supposed to be this week...'

Chapter End

Author's Note : Phew, longest chapter in a while. And yes, I know I shouldn't be writing another story, but I've got writers block for the others, and this has been in my head for a while so, gomen! I just had to write it. Hopefully now I can find inspiration for my other stories as well.

R&R

Have a good day~