With Child...

I Love Mpreg, but I hate the lack of technical/medical backing, Emotion and Drama that should go into Pregnancy and Child bearing... SOOOO I'm making this!! A Dramatic, Emotion filled Angst-feast with two knocked-up Ninja..

Chapters will be short, but meaningful. Storyline will fill in as it goes.

Couples are;

Sasuke/Naruto
Neji/Gaara
Shika/Temari
Shino/Kiba


Possable;
Sakura/Lee
Sai/Ino
Kankuro/Hinata
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“PUSH, DAMN IT, PUSH!!” Someone screamed. The notes blasting me out of the dark. But the fuzziness of my head cleared only for a moment.. My body was sweating all over, and a second later everything was back into the far off haze. Dear god, how many hours have we been at this?.. I felt Faint.. Exhausted.. Dying.. Like I was Dying..

And I was dying.. I knew it. But God, it hurt.. It hurt so much. So much pain coming from my..

MY ABDOMEN!! THE BABY!!! My mind suddenly snapped back into my body,and I nearly sat up completely in my bed.. Screams, orders and bangs where going off all around me. Which where at me, about me, or toward another I didn’t know. I couldn’t decipher that much. A Primal, Blind, intense emotion ran though me. Jolting me. Thrilling me. Sealing whatever life I had left in me like Steel bars.

The pain had already claimed my senses.. I was not going to give in to death so easily…

Know many hours have me and my child been in this state? It was over 10 hours, last I remember, and that was many hours ago… I had yet to give birth to my child.. Every moment he stayed in my body was a risk to him.. I had to finish this.. I had to push my child out.. Once more, my body convulsed.. contracted. I nearly doubled over in pain. My body curled in, as much as it would allow in my current state. My chin touching my chest, my eyes shutting hard. More yelling, more orders, more movement.. Someone pulled my legs apart just a little more…

I had to block out the pain. I had to rise above it.. My hands gripping tightly on two others hands that there holding mine. Two left hands. Two different people. One supporting my back, the other holding my shoulder. Comforting me.. silently urging me on. Empowering me. I hadn’t noticed they had been holding my hands.. I didn’t noticed those people where there.. But I knew one of them was him.. One of them was my Lover. The man I love more they any other. One of those hands was him… I was sure of it..

And with that, I rose above the pain.. With that, I keep my focus.. And Beared down.. And Pushed.. I knew I was dying.. I knew I was going to leave my lover, and would never see him again.. and I knew It was going to break his stern, hard, rock-solid heart…

But I would be damned if I took our child with me..

I pushed.. I felt the child move down.. I felt the head finally emerge.. Then I silent POP of liquid and fluid.. And I felt the child slide out. Out of my body.. Out of danger.. Out into the arms of a waiting nurse… I heard the Childs’ first cry… it was then relief that washed over me..

I let my body go limp.. I let my head fall back. The steel of purpose left my frame. The energy of my body leaked away after it. I let the comforting hands lay me onto the bed… and I knew that i had nothing left. I gasped my last few breaths. I had done it. I have succeeded at my goal. I have given my love a child. Now I had nothing left in me to give. No more energy, no more will, no more life, no more children. It had all gone into that one child.

I could leave now, with no regrets…

I felt others move around me.. A cold, wet cloth was run across my forehead. Someone tried to flatten and straighten my messed, sweat-filled hair. My legs splayed and forgotten.. What use where they now, anyway..Then someone laid a heavy blanket to my chest. I felt a flutter in my chest. It seemed even if my body and mind where on it’s way out, I still had a little heart left. Someone helded me cradle my arms so I could hold my child, and I silently thanked them. I tried to look down, and open my eyes. I could barely do it, but I did.

And there he laid. Wrapped in blue, and perfect. Eye closed, mouth open and arms to his chest. Even with the details I couldn’t see.. He was perfect.

More yells. More orders. Someone noticed I was dying now. I could of told them that.. But now It was time to say goodbye. I leaned down the last half-inch to give my son my last kiss. And I speak to him my last words.

"Before you were conceived… I wanted you.
Before you were born… I loved you.
Before you were an hour old… I died for you.
Remember that…
Remember that everyday, And know…
No one ever loved you more then me…”

It was then that my eyes sight and went when black. Someone whisked the baby from my arms. Grabbed my body into there arms. Another held tighter onto my hand.. Then my body started refusing to feel. I felt the last bit of consciousness slip from my bones…

Then, I, The first male ever to give birth to a child.. Exhaled.. and let my body fall to death.

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Next Chapter; 9 Months previous.