[ Transmission #9: Unintended ]

[redpaperfan]

[ To sleep, perchance to dream. Three hours, three minutes, three seconds of nightmares, visiting the reality of what has been and the possibility of what could, each individual worry and ill potential playing out to their various ends. At the end of this, Sasuke finds himself awake, blearily knowing to be prepared for the worst

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[bluewhitecross]

[... Jealous, one-eyed Ame is somewhat jealous, you know.] Well. That's a... twist.

[redpaperfan]

[ Sorry. He's still staring down at this infant like it's breaking him to even have to see her.

Even if he knows it isn't real. =|a ]

[bluewhitecross]

[Sigh. Men.] Give her back to Sakura. You look like you are about to faint.

[redpaperfan]

[ Ame has good advice. He tries to hand the child back over to Sakura, but the shift seems to stir it into crying, which freaks out Naruto.

"Hey! It's crying! Don't cry, little gu---girl!"

Naruto leans in, and if there is an effect, it's to get Sakura to pull him back and tell him to stop being an idiot. She then firmly pushes Sasuke's arms back to him, shifting him as well as the newborn to show him how to properly hold the child.

"Just a little longer, Sasuke. She's going to go back to her mother again in a moment anyway." All those good intentions, but that sends Sasuke looking at Ame with a quizzical "it didn't work" expression. ]

[bluewhitecross]

She will be gone as soon as she quiets. And Sakura did say she was to return to the mother.

Be a man, for once.

[redpaperfan]

[ Riku told him to sit, so he's sitting, Naruto hovering and whispering trying to look at the kid while Sasuke let's Ame's words sort of pass over him... then sets his face back into a mask.

At least the crying stopped. =\ ]

...Whatever.

[bluewhitecross]

Afraid of a mere child? Or of commitment?

[redpaperfan]

[ A flash of something -- annoyance -- in his eyes. ]

Neither. It doesn't fu... It doesn't matter.

[bluewhitecross]

It doesn't "fucking" matter.

[redpaperfan]

Correct.