Don't own the characters. Kishimoto does. I only owe the kids and oc's.
"Push! Come on Hinata, push!" A woman's yell answered the demands, her yell of pain echoing throughout the hospital.
The Hokage pressed a shaking fist to his mouth, the woman's screams causing him to wince. His Ambu captain stood beside him as the Hokage paced, watching him silently. The captain decided that the Hokage needed a friend and took off his mask.
"Come on dobe. Sakura-chan knows what she's doing. Try to relax." The blond man glared at his best friend as the nickname was mentioned, but the glare weakened at another yell.
"I know she does Sasuke, but excuse me for worrying about my wife." Especially when it's well known that a lot of women had died in childbirth… He jumped as the yells abruptly stopped. His eyes filled with tears. No… A woman with pink, mid-back length hair walked through the door, jade green eyes smiling at her 'little brother'.
"It's a boy. Come on in." The man grinned and walked into the hospital room door. His eyes filled with tears at the sight before him.
A pale, fair-skinned woman with waist-length purple-black hair looked over at her husband, milky-violet eyes glazed with a mixture of exhaustion and happiness. A white bundle was in her arms, nursing quietly. The woman smiled softly and whispered her husbands' name.
"Naruto…"
….
After a few hours, Sasuke and Sakura went into the hospital room, Sakura resting her head on her husbands' shoulder. Said man nodded at the happy family. "Congratulations, dobe." Naruto looked up at his best friend, too drunk on happiness to take offense on the nickname.
"Thanks, teme!" Naruto felt a tug on is shoulder. He looked down at his wife, whose eyes were wide in excitement.
"Naruto! He's trying to open his eyes!" Naruto gestured for his brother and sister figure to come closer as they watched the baby squirm softly. What happened next shocked everyone present.
The baby didn't have milky-violet eyes as his mother or the cobalt blue as his father. Instead his eyes were…
…black.
Pure jet black eyes focused on his mother and father; the boy watched his stunned parents before slowly getting back to his nursing. Everyone in the room just watched the baby until Naruto decided to break the silence.
"Maybe it's a Byukaggon phase he's going through." Everyone nodded, but they all secretly doubted it. Naruto looked down at his wife and son, wrapping his arms gently around them.
Don't worry. I'll protect you both with my life. I swear on the Kyuubis' grave that you won't go what I went through.
...
12 years later…
A boy with whisker marks on his cheeks and spiky, violet-black hair looked at his breakfast quietly, a semi-tired look on his face. A tall, slender woman looked at her son in concern, but didn't say anything. After a few minutes of silence, the woman spoke up.
"Minato-chan? What's wrong, sweetheart?"The boy looked up at his mother, sighing quietly.
"I…I had a bad dream." His coal-black eyes looked at hers. The woman's' heart broke at the obvious fear in her sons' eyes staring back at her.
"Again?" The boy nodded.
"This time there was a little boy, a few years younger than me. He called me 'Nii-san'. I don't have a little brother, Kaa-chan. I have Kushina-chan, and she's my little sister. The boy looks a lot like Itachi."
A small sneeze was heard and the boy Minato just mentioned came through the open doorway, rubbing his nose. "Were you talking about me?"
Itachi Uchiha was the son of Sasuke and Sakura. He looked a lot like a mini Sasuke except for the green eyes and slightly darker skin tone. He was also Minatos' best friend.
Minato grinned, fear gone as if it was never there. "Hey 'Tachi!" The boys gave each other a high-five.
Itachi smiled, "Come on, we better get to the Academy. Don't forget to get your headband. We get our instructors today." Minato wrapped his headband loosly around his neck.
"Got it."
"Boys, don't forget your bentos." Minato grinned up at his mother, taking his bento gratefully.
"Thanks, Mama."
Itachi bowed politely, "Thank you Aunt Hinata."
Hinata smiled at the doorway of her home as the two boys raced each other to the Academy, talking and laughing the whole way.