Prologue. I wonder if this is better, please give me some feedback.
Oh yeah, to the reviewers that said men can't have babies. I know but this is my story.
This is a fiction no less. I mean, Naruto can have a giant chakra demon that talks in his stomach but men can't have babies. Pein(Nagato) can have a giant monster erupt from his stomach and still live. Konan can turn into paper. Don't tell me that men can't have babies, dumb shit. You watch Naruto. You watch anime, a lot of impossible things happen. Don't be hypocrite. Don't read fiction or don't click on a story that has in M-Preg.
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Prologue- Seven Years in the future
His daughter sat there playing with her dolls, Nina and Nibi humming a tone to herself. Her purple ringed eyes were distant, her humming was growing slower, and the motions she was making for her dolls to move ceased.
Her small mouth twisted into a frown, she turned to me. "Who is my father, dattebane?" I stared at her intensely. What had brought this on? Even around her friends' father she never once questioned about her other parent. On Father and Mother's day, she smiled that brilliant smile.
Always saying, "I get to thank Mommy twice as much." When others asked who is her Mommy or Daddy, she simply pointed to me.
Even when kids asked or made fun of her for having only one parent, a guy that she called "Mommy" she never changed her answer. Never looking me as she is doing now asking for her father. "Why?"
She bit her bottom lip, chewing on it slightly. "I was Uncle Dei's, dattebane, when a man," She paused, "came in."
For a moment I thought the worst. Someone touched my daughter. The son of bitch was going to die. Fists clenched, I was prepared to call Deidara when she stopped me. Grabbing her bright orange hair she pulled slightly, "He had hair like mine."
Her pink lip trembled; she fingers her three ear piercings. A small cylinder piercing that went in the middle of her ear shined a bit. "His left ear matched my right."
There was silence, "And...and...a-and..."
"And?" I prodded knowing what was to come. She came to sit on my lap, her hair shadowing her face.
She suddenly looked up into my eyes. Blue eyes met purple ringed ones. "And, he had eyes like mine dattebane."
"Did he see you?"
She shook her head, I was glad. She was safe for now. I could keep her a little longer. I knew she was waiting for me to answer her original question.
"Your father," I began, "Your father. A businessman that rivals your uncles Itachi and Madara for the number one business giant in the world. Rumored to be the Shadow King of the Black Market, like Uncle Madara being the head of the Uchiha Yakuza. A man who makes Forbes every year. Your father from Amekagure, coming from humble roots. Your father Rinnegan Pein."
