Hibiki

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Nine months later

Hashirama

It's been nine months since I've been living here. Each day I get closer and closer to the day my son will be joining me. Lord Ashura makes sure the both of us are well taken care of. He gave me birth control pills to take to make sure the baby stayed healthy and gave me a check-up every month.

When I was four months pregnant was when I found out I was having a boy. I was so excited to the point that I had started thinking of names right away. I had written down a journal full of baby names I like, put my favorite ones into a box, and saved it for the day my son would arrive.

"How are you feeling today Hashirama"? "He's still kicking a lot but I'm ok for the most part". I said smiling as my hand rested on my baby bump. He kicked where my hand was and I smiled down. "I can't wait to see what he looks like".

"He's your son so I know he'll be beautiful". "Thank you, my lord". I felt a sharp pain surge through my body and held onto my stomach as it passed. It lasted for five seconds. "Hashi"? "I'm ok, he just kicked really hard is all".

"I see. I have a meeting to attend, will you be ok until I get back"? "Yes sir".














Ashura

Once I was sure Hashirama was ok to be left on his own for a little while I headed straight for my father's house. I teleported there not wanting to be late and headed straight for his house. The guards greeted me as I headed down the long hallway that led to the throne room.

I wasn't surprised to see my brother Indra already their waiting along with my father. I made my way to the bottom of the stairs where Indra was and bowed to our father just like he was.

"This isn't like you Ashura". Our other spoke. "I'm sorry father, Hashirama's getting close to having his son so I'm trying my best to be available for when it's time". "I understand. How has he been handeling it"?

"Pretty good. He still thinks about Madara but his main focus is on his son right now. He just wants to be the best father he can be to him". "I understand that feeling well. Speaking of Madara how is he Indra"?

"He's fine. He's learning a lot but misses home. He's met a lot of different people and is already thinking of ways to help them. One of the places he visited has bad land and aren't able to grow anything so he's thinking of how to help them".

"Hard at work already I see". "Yes sir. He wants to learn as much as he can but always wants to come back home as soon as possible". "Does he know about the child"? "No, Hashirama hasn't told him". "I see. Ashura"?

"He doesn't want to tell him on the phone. He believes this is a conversation they need to have in person". "Even if the boy will be nine when that happens"? "Yes sir". "Hashirama's a smart kid. I'll trust him to know what he's doing". "Thank you father".















Hashirama


"Aaahhhh"! Another sharp pain surged through my body causing me to fall on my hands and knees. After lord Ashura had left they started to get stronger. They were far apart at first so I didn't think anything of it.

I knew something was wrong when the pain started to get closer together and last longer. I knew I should call for help but I didn't want to disturb masters meeting. I placed my hand over my stomach and held onto the leg of a chair as another wave of pain hit me.

"Aaahhhh. Aaahhh! Please not now baby, wait a little bit longer pleaaaaaseee"! Sweat was starting to roll down my face. "Hashirama". I looked up and saw the shocked look on my masters face. "Please help me". I looked up at him pleading.

He made his way over to mr, helped me up and walked me up the stairs and into my bedroom. I immediately rolled onto my back and grabbed ahold of his hand as I felt another wave of pain. "Aaahhhh"!

He let go and went to check. "Your in labor". I grabbed ahold of the sheets. "How far"? "Five centimeters. "I want Madara". "The two of you will see each other again one day. Right now your son wants to see you".

"How long"? "It should go fast, your water already broke". "Tobirama, Inu". "I'll call them. Right now try and save your energy as much as you can". I nodded my head and he left.












The pain was starting to become unbearable. Every five minutes it felt like it would get worse and worse. Tobirama and Inu were on their way but wouldn't get here until after my son was born.

"Your doing so well Hashi, it's almost time". "I want push". I said in a tired voice. I had been at this for five hours. "Not yet. Your at nine centimeters". I grabbed the sheets feeling another contraction surged through me.

"Aaahhh"! "Breath Hashirama. Breath". I tried my best to do as he said but another one followed right after the last one. "It hurts master! Please let me push"! "Not yet Hashirama". "Aaaahhh! I want him out! He's hurting me"!

He did another check. "Go ahead, I can see the head". I beared down and pushed. "Aaahhh"! "Keep going". "Aaaaahhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh"! "That's it Hashi, your almost there". "Aaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhhh"!

"Waaaaa! Wasaaa! Waaaaa"! I fell back on the pillows smiling as I listened to the sweet sound of his cries. Lord Ashura cut the umbilical cord, cleaned him off, wrapped him up in a warm blanket and handed him to me.

I was afraid he would come out looking like Kevin but thankfully he looked just like me, from his eyes, ears, nose, tail and skin color. The only difference was that his hair was just a little darker then mine but it wasn't by much. "Hi little one, I'm your papa". I tickled his chest a little with my finger and he held onto it laughing.

He even has my laugh and smile


"You did great Hashirama". "Thank you my lord". "Do you need me to get the name box"? "No, I know what his name is. Meet Hibiki Senju". "It's perfect, just like him". The door opened and Inu and Tobi walked in and immediately made their way over to me.

"He's so cute"! Inu said smiling down at him. He looked up at them and giggled. "What's his name"? Tobi asked. "Hibiki. Hibiki, this is your Aunt Inuama and your Uncle Tobirama. The three of us love you so much".




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