She gazed idly at the ceiling, resting one hand on her forehead, the other on her pregnant belly. It had been years since the fourth Great Shinobi war had ended. Just one year since her, and the love of her life, got married. Life could not have been better for the young shinobi. Everyday she felt as if she were going to burst with happiness. Life had resolved itself on its own within the past years. Or perhaps it wasn't life; that would be implying that this was simple fate. No, it definitely wasn't just fate that led her here. Naruto, her husband, is the cause of her happiness. He always has been, ever since she was a little girl. And now here she was in his, no, in their house. Lying contentedly on their soft couch, enjoying the gentle warm breeze traveling through the room as she waits for her husband to return home.
Naruto was going to be an obvious choice for the 7th Hokage. Anyone in the village- no, in the world- knew that. Yet his former teacher, Kakashi, still felt as if he weren't completely ready to assume the position. Because of this Naruto often worked tirelessly to achieve his goal even quicker. It wasn't uncommon for Hinata to sleep alone, nor for Naruto to be gone multiple days, even weeks, on highly classified missions. Though she always missed him, she could never bring herself to object to these travels of his. She knew well that she was not the only being in this world that needed him, and she was more than willing to let everyone else share the happiness he constantly gave her. Today was not one of those dreaded days, though. He was not thousands of miles away in a foreign land fighting awful enemies; he was running errands for his wife so that she could rest. And he would be home very soon.
Hinata smiled at the thought. How sweet he was to constantly go out of his way for her. It differed greatly from his childhood, even teenagehood, where he seemed to barely notice her. That obviously was not the case. Naruto knew and loved everyone. He always had. Hinata had a tendency to lose herself in thought when others weren't around. But she was interrupted.
The door slammed open, startling her. "I'm home!" a not unusually obnoxious voice yelled.
She leaned forward slightly to see the yellow haired ninja grinning at her, his arms full of bags of who knows what. Before she had the chance to get up and help him, he quickly motioned for her to stay where she was as he closed the door with his foot, dropping the bags to the ground. Then, in a hurried rush, he rummaged through them and quickly brought their contents over to Hinata. He was obviously excited.
"Hinata!" He gasped, leaning down to nuzzle her neck. "How is my beautiful wife?"
She giggled, gently pressing her fingertips into his back. "I'm alright, what is it that you wanted to show me?"
He leaned over her excitedly, his eyes gleaming. "I found something!" He arranged the contents in his hands to present to her. In his hands he held a small orange blanket, and a purple pacifier. She couldn't help but to close her eyes and push her head back, giggling uncontrollably.
"What?!" He grinned, beginning to laugh with her as well.
She continued to giggle. "You are just so cute. Did you shop for the baby all day?"
Naruto smiled, laying down next to her, gently nuzzling her neck. "Maayyybbee…"
Hinata continued to giggle more before sighing happily. "Oh, I love you so much." The Hyuga embraced him tightly, relishing the moment he was in her arms.
Naruto rested his forehead lightly against hers. "How are you?"
She smiled, closing her eyes. "I'm well."
He then rested his hand on her growing belly. "How is he?!"
"He's well too, I believe." She smiled.
Naruto smiled back, gazing at his wife. How beautiful she was, and how lucky was he. He had everything he had ever wanted and so much more resting in his arms; it was overwhelming. Years ago, he would have never dreamt to be blessed with his own family, and now, he would never let anything take it away from him.
Their quiet moment was interrupted by a squeal from Hinata, and then from Naruto. She jolted suddenly in his arms.
Naruto looked at her, astonished. "Did he just…?"
Hinata began to laugh, tears of joy in her eyes. "He kicked us!"
Naruto gazed at her in disbelief. "He kicked?!"
Hinata nodded, amused.
And then, he was suddenly filled with energy. He quickly sat up. "That's my boy! Already fighting!" The yellow haired shinobi pressed his hand against her belly again. "Do it again! Give me the best you've got!" Hinata followed suite and sat up with her husband, placing her hand over his. As if on cue, the baby moved again, filling the young couple with delight.
This was only the beginning of the family's journey, as they would have many challenges, and many more joys to experience. But never would they trade small moments like it for anything.