Kobayakawa Sasori was not often disturbed. However, when Uchiha Tobi had bounded up to him, shirt pulled up, revealing his eight-months-pregnant, stretchmarked pale stomach on view, Sasori stared, paintbrush in midair, and his head turned to look at Tobi. "......hello, Tobi..."

"Hello, Sasori!" Tobi said, beaming. "How's Sasori doing today?" He pressed, looking over at whatever Sasori was painting. "Tobi's doing great today. He just wanted to show Sasori something that the baby just did..." He blinked. "What's Sasori drawing?"

Sasori blinked, then looked down at the paper. "Ah, a plan for a new puppet....I need to increase the size of the senbon containers so they can shoot out at the proper speed....." He shook his head, then looked back up at Tobi. "But what did the baby do, now?"

Tobi smiled when Sasori took interest in what their child had done. "Here," he said, taking the other mans hand. "Feel for yourself!" He pressed the hand down hard on his stomach. After a kick was felt in its direction, he moved it in a completely new position. Again, a kick was felt. "Feel that?" He questioned. "It's following your hand!" He exclaimed, grining brightly.

Sasori put on a blank face, then raised an eyebrow when he felt the baby kick. "..that's...that's great, Tobi. Really." He smiled slightly, actually taking slight interest in his unborn child. "...when'd you find this out, huh?"

"Just a few minutes ago," He explained, holding his stomach from the bottom. "I was tracing around it when it kicked my finger in two different places, and I started playing with it. I thought it was really cool..." He said, smilling gently as he examined his stomach.

Sasori smiled and stood up from the chair, placing his other hand on Tobi's stomach, the cold wood contrasting with the warm skin. His eyes softened as he felt the baby kick both of his hands. "....that's actually kinda cool, Tobi.."

Tobi nodded enthusiastically. "Yup. Tobi thought so, too! So Tobi wanted to show Sasori because he thought Sasori would want to feel." He placed his hands on top of Sasori's, smilling gently. He tried to imagine Sasori's hands as being warm, like a human's, instead of cold, like a puppet's. He didn't like thinking of Sasori not being a human. It made him...well, sad.

Sasori smiled when Tobi placed his hands over his own; within a few moments, they seemed to take on some of Tobi's warmth. Sasori was just looking down at Tobi; within a moment, he smiled and said, "Hard to believe I'm going to be a father next month..."

"Father? What the hell are you talking about?" He sneered, frowning. "No way in hell I'm taking on the role as 'Haha-san'. You can do that, thank you very much."

Sasori snorted when Tobi abruptly changed personalities; he looked up at him, somewhat taken aback after Tobi ruined the moment. "Fine...then let me rephrase the sentence: Hard to believe I'm going to be a mother next month, then....."

Madara snorted, smirking slighty. "That sounds right. Glad you learned your place." He patted Sasori on the head, playfully ruffling his hair.

Sasori smirked as well, reaching up on his tiptoes to kiss Tobi on the cheek. "You know I love you....and our baby. It's a known fact of life."