Hiya everybody. So this is my very first ficcy, and I hope I don't suck at it. But I guess even if I do, I won't really care. I wrote this story for a HayaYuu contest on , so I hope those of you reading enjoy the HayaYuu.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hayate, Yuugao, or any of the other characters, villages, basically anything related to Naruto. That title belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I'm just a poser until the name change papers pass through.

P.S. This story hopefully will be the prologue to another story if I can get my writer's blocked ass going.

Little Secrets

Ch.1: Little Discoveries

Positive.

A plus sign.

Si. Oui. Hai. Yes.

The eggo is preggo.

Uzuki Yuugao stared at the 8-inch long piece of plastic that had just ruined her day.

Maybe her year.

It had yet to occur fully to her that her olive colored towel was still clinging fully to her violet hair and her damp bath robe hung limply against her petite body frame.

She blinked slowly and drew in a shaky breath.

'I'm… pregnant?' was all that echoed in her head. That was all that seemed to be in her head at that moment.

Yuugao slumped into a, luckily nearby, armchair and held the store bought pregnancy test at arms length. Maybe the test was wrong? Just like the first two tests she had tried.

"Oh dear gods. Oh no… no… no" Yuugao's voice echoed thunderously to her ears in her tiny, empty, apartment.

What was she going to do?

She felt her breath quicken as the gravity of the situation hit her. Yuugao was 22! It hardly seemed like a good age to settle down and have a baby! She felt the towel holding her hair fall down past her shoulders and onto the mocha colored armchair.

"Shit". The word expressed more then her anger right now.

Her stomach seemed to have interesting timing as the leftover sashimi she had wolfed down for breakfast 20 minutes ago was steadily making it's way back up her esophagus. The wave of nausea swept her into a fog as she navigated her way through her apartment to the cream colored bathroom. After emptying the contents of her stomach into the white porcelain bowl, she placed her forehead against a neighboring wall and laughed bitterly.

'Great. Just great'. Even in her head, sarcasm seemed to be her favorite mode of expressing herself. She took shallow breathes as she waited once again for the morning sickness wave to be over. Her chest ached with panic. How was she going to raise a baby? How was she going to tell Hayate?

Yuugao groaned. She stood up and walked over to her telephone.

"Let's see… dun dun dun…62496". Yuugao took a shaky breath in as she listened to the receptionist at the end of the line introduce herself and the name of the clinic.

"Ah… yes, h-hello Chiharu-san. I'd like to make an appointment, a walk-in appointment I guess with Dr. Mesu…today please…no, anytime is fine…'kay, 'kay… it's how long again?… no I need to talk about… an already existing case and um… options. Alright… alright thank you." She clicked the phone back onto it's mount.

She slowly slid down the wall and buried her head in her hands. She felt tears slide down her cheeks and her heart began to ache again, but this time with worry.

Would Hayate accept a baby? How was she going to take care of the baby if he didn't? What would happen if she told him and he didn't want it? Would he ask her to get rid of it? Yuugao felt the tears burn her cheeks and her throat choked on the sobs she held in.

What if left her? Her sobs flowed freely now and she felt herself glue her eyelids shut and drift away from the conscious world.

Sleepy, tear-stained eyes opened meekly onto a digital clock screaming 12:13 p.m. Something in the back of her mind clicked. The appointment was in 7 minutes.

Shit.