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[ six months later]
[village hidden in the cloud]

"Madara" you slightly pushed at his body
He groaned and turned towards you "what is it, hina?"
You grabbed his hand and placed it over your large stomach
"They're kicking again" you whispered "they must be fighting" he joked and you laughed "do you think they'll get along well once they meet?" You asked as you slipped back under the covers

Madara wrapped his arms around from behind in an embrace and burried his face into the crook of your neck "I hope so"
You sighed out of sadness and Madara rose an eyebrow "what is it that bothers you?" He asked "we need to go back home soon" he hummed and closed his eyes

You've been travelling around the world with Madara for almost a year now and if saddened you that it was soon over, you were used to having so much time left
"Madara"
He hummed once again, you had a feeling he just wanted to sleep but if you couldn't sleep... he couldn't either
"Im scared" you announced
He opened his eyes to look at your side profile, the moonlight illuminating the room and your face in a manner that was mesmerizing to him
"Of what?" "Being a mother" you sighed

"My father..." you looked at him "I'm just like him, head to toe. It's- something I never wanted but, at one point in my life. I just accepted that"

"The scars on my body, they're from him" you sighed, Madara just stayed silent while looking at you. Meaning he was listening "and you know what that means right? It means he was abusive"

"I'm scared that I'll be just like him to our kids" you cupped your swollen belly with a sad look on your face "but even then, my father-" you hesitated but after a deep breath, you started talking again "-anyone would know that he truly did love me over all my other siblings"

"But he just hated the fact that I looked like him, that I talked the same way as him.. and most especially the fact that I had the same childhood as him. He hated that, when he had me, he thought that he moved on from his past and he was unlocking a new chapter in his life"

You looked out the window that was beside you to admire the moon and its stars
"I am not my mother's child, after my father had all my siblings with my mother. He left for a few years. And during those years he met a woman, a woman he truly loved. More than anything and anyone"

"He had a child with her, and that child was me." You sat up and looked at the bunnies that were all cuddled up with each other
"But soon after that, he found out that the woman never actually loved him back and she left for another man. He fell into depression then, and he wasn't mentally stable enough to take care of me alone so he went back to my siblings and their mother"

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