Author's Note: just a short drabble. Hope you enjoy!
What If?
Lee's smile falters as he presses a gentle hand over Sakura's stomach, getting rounder by the day. He should be overjoyed, he knows. A child. His child, their child.
"What if she can't use ninjutsu?" he asks, not meeting Sakura's eyes. But she hears the words he isn't saying. I have no sharingan to pass on to her, I have no bloodline limits or secret techniques. What if I am not good enough?
"Then we'll teach her taijutsu," Sakura says, kissing her husband on the cheek, and Lee hears the words she isn't saying.
You are everything I want.
And that's enough for both of them.