Addison's disease can affect anyone and can be life-threatening. Treatment involves taking hormones to replace those that are missing. This doesn't interfere with one blonde's ambiguous dream.
Naruto has one goal - becoming a top chef in a cafe t...
Itachi watched as Kiyoshi and Naruto sat on the floor playing with the train set. Everything was warm in front of him. He couldn't escape feeling any more content with his life than he is now.
He chuckled to himself. They had spent part of the afternoon explaining to Kiyoshi where babies come from. He had never seen Naruto beet red having to explain to the five-year-old who had come home insisting on knowing how his sister got inside his belly.
Either way, it was uncomfortable and unavoidable for the two of them especially when Kiyoshi was convinced that Naruto had eaten the baby.
The two were connecting the new box cars and track that had just come in the mail while the raven prepared their lunch. Getting up from any position was becoming a complicated situation for Naruto with his mobility being inhibited. Kiyoshi grabbed his hand to assist him so they could go to the kitchen to eat. It had become his duty to help tug his pregnant mama up but when the blonde plopped back down grabbing his stomach with a grimace across his face the little Uchiha grew concerned.
"Ah...," Naruto couldn't help but cry low from the unfamiliar pain.
"Haha?" Kiyoshi asked worried.
Kiyoshi had already begun referring to the blonde as "haha" the endearing term for mother in Japanese as he looked forward to the formal adoption ceremony in a few weeks.
"It's ok." Naruto tried masking the discomfort not wanting to alarm the child any more than he was. "Your sister just kicked a little too hard is all."
Kiyoshi studied him for a moment his green irises flickering from the older's face to his stomach worriedly. "I get daddy." He finally said setting off for the kitchen in a hurry.
"Kiyoshi, I'm fine," Naruto called out in protest to his overprotective son who was already scurrying to the kitchen as fast as his little legs could carry him. Kiyoshi was most definitely a Uchiha and had already mastered the protective skill after Itachi and Sasuke easily.
The blonde was about to try and get up again to go after him not wanting Itachi to come running like a madman until the spasm he was experiencing worsened. It felt like vice wrapping around his torso. He fell back against the wall, his hands clenched into fists, and beads of sweat sprinkled across his forehead, his skin clammy. He groaned quietly trying to keep his desire to throw up at bay as a mist of water formed in his eyes.
Something was happening.
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He started to panic as the grasp tightened its hold. "It's...too...early." He whispers breathlessly when the grip is released and the pain comes down his daughter giving a roundhouse kick causing him to gasp out loud. He saw stars for a brief moment before Kiyoshi's voice yelling for Itachi brought him back.
As expected Itachi came rushing into the room kneeling at his side. "That hurt," Naruto mumbled unconsciously scolding the rotund orb trying to relax as much as possible and ignore the urge to throw up. He closed his eyes inhaling a few times before peering over at two worried faces staring at him. "She's just being cantankerous. Must have been something I ate earlier." Rubbing at his sides the sharp pains were gone but an ache still lingering.
