A/N: A short drabble cause I was bored and started thinking about babies. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own. All rights and characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto
Hush little baby…
By General16
The baby whimpers. Kakashi starts a little and his grip around the small, warm form moving against his naked chest tightens. He raises his head from the headrest in the easy-chair, and looks down at the tiny thing in his arms.
Wisps of soft, blond hair and a glimpse of a small, frowning face meets his eyes. The baby whimpers again and makes a noise of content, soft snores reaching his ears as the baby falls back to sleep.
He continues to stare, still amazed by the baby he's holding on to with all his might, letting the tiny life anchor him to reality. The door behind him creaks as its pulled open and a nurse steps inside the room. She smiles gently at the sight of the young man with the little one in his hold and pads on silent feet towards them.
"How are you doing?" She's keeping her voice lowered and her eyes sees too much as they survey him. Kakashi shrugs a little awkwardly and tries to give her a reassuring smile. It doesn't work. His face feels strange, as if the muscles refuse to cooperate despite the signals sent from his brain.
"I'm… we're fine", he offers in reply, his deep voice stirring the baby, who snuggles closer to his warmth.
"Just keep him close. Babies like to have skin contact and hear the sound of heartbeats. It gives them comfort." He tries to smile again and this time it comes out a little less strained.
"I know. Thank you." She nods, pulls the blanket cocooning them a little higher around the infant's head and leaves again. As the door closes behind her, Kakashi sighs and let his head fall back, a numbing tiredness washing over him. He wants to cry but knows he has no tears left to shed. He cried when the call came twenty hours ago. He cried as he identified the bodies that once housed the souls of Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina. But he'd cried the hardest when he was sent to the children's ward where Naruto was waiting for him.
Kakashi had never known that Minato and Kushina had made him Naruto's guardian in case something would happen to them. If he'd known he would've refused. He was 18, what did he know of taking care of a baby? He's a freshman in college; he should only have to worry about homework and hangovers!
And yet here he is… a sort-of-dad as the real parents are dead, and his whole life in shards at his feet. Heaving another sigh, Kakashi opens his eyes – he doesn't know when he closed them – and lowers his head. He nuzzles the downy locks on the baby's head, breathing in his smell. He wants to rant and rave at the injustice, wants to rage against Faith for being such a cruel mistress who's taken two of his three most important people from him.
Yet… he can't feel any resentment towards the pair who's left him alone with a three weeks old baby in his care. Because he trusts that they knew what they were doing, that they must've had some sort of trust for him. They must've believed he would be the best person to take care of their treasure, their only child.
Naruto stirs against his chest again; small, sleepy grunts emitting from his little throat. Kakashi coos softly and uses his forearms to rock the small body. He hums a soft tune and presses his nose closer to Naruto's skin, drowning in his scent.
"Don't be afraid… we're two now…"
Fin.
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