A/N: This drabble is made for Yamiga, since she wanted some mpreg. Yaoi.
Yuukanna's birth
Damn Hashirama, damn him for doing this! The pain he was feeling was his entire fault and oh, if only he could strangle the man right now. His gut was twisting and turning and if he didn't know better he would have thought he was going to fall apart right then and there. As if this pain wasn't enough, he was very ungracefully bent and spread open before couple of nurses and his brother, of course. Everybody but Hashirama. He was told Hashirama had work to do and he wondered exactly what kind of work was more important than being there for the birth of their first child. Nevertheless, his thoughts were interrupted by another contraction and he screamed out the loudest yet, for a moment there forgetting all about his pride and even letting a couple of tears leak down and caress his cheek. Izuna was holding his hand and whispering, trying to be reassuring and comforting but he was focused on the nurses, namely the two that were holding his legs up. He didn't know them and yet, they were touching him and looking at his most private parts. The nurse that was between his legs and poking and touching—he could understand that and he knew it was necessary but he was pretty sure the other two didn't exactly have to comment and peak, now did they?
He was told to push, but he couldn't. It was just way too painful and he was tired. After all, this has been going on for hours now. Of course he really wanted this to end and he wanted this baby out but his muscles were damaged and sore and when he tried to push, all he would get was pain, really. He was angry, to be honest. Why couldn't he just do this like everybody else did?
Another series of contractions was over and yet, no progress. He wasn't dilated and the baby wasn't even in his birth canal, not to mention that he still couldn't push. It was getting hard to breathe and he was utterly embarrassed by the amount of fluids leaking out of him, whatever they were. He couldn't control that. A glass of water and some time to relax helped, only slightly. In his pain, he turned to Izuna for help, or at least some kind of comfort he could cling to.
"Izuna.. it hurts.. the baby is hurting me.." It was difficult to admit such thing.
"I know, Madara-nii, but it will be over soon, I promise. You just have to stay calm and breathe and push when they tell you to, alright?" He knew what he was supposed to do but all three things escaped him.
"I know" He uttered quietly before tensing up once again. "I-I think the baby is finally moving-"
They wanted to cut him open and just pick the baby up and he figured that if Izuna wasn't there to stop them, they would have done exactly that. The time was running out and before he knew it, they were pressing on his swollen and already painful belly, squeezing the baby out, basically. After only a bit he felt his entrance stretch and rip and that was his limit. He screamed out and squirmed away, that being the last thing before he fell unconscious.