Hello everyone! Just decided to upload this bit of iruxkaka drabble I thought up one night. It's just a one-shot, so please don't ask for any more chapters. Be fore-warned!:

Contains Mpreg

Implied Iruka x Kakashi

Implied Yaoi

No likey, no ready. ;D


She cried. Day or night, she simply cried. Cried as if she knew where he was, or why he wasn't there. She had no clue, but she knew he wasn't where he belongs. Iruka took the crying infant into his arms, gently rocking her back and forth, trying to ease his daughter's painful noises. It hurt him deeply to hear the lightly tanned youth cry like she did, but only one thing would put an end to her discomfort, his safe return. The young girl's silver tuffs of hair stuck to the sides of her face from the moister, her little nose red from sniffling, and her dark colored eyes brimmed with tears. She began hiccupping, and Iruka patted her back gently. "See, your going to make yourself sick with all of the crying." he scolded, holding the infant close to him as he rubbed and patted her back. Iruka had pleaded with the Hokage, send someone else, but the blond wouldn't budge on her decision. She needed everyone she could get, and since Iruka was still weak from child-birth, she stood by that fact. "Amara, please stop crying. Your father is fine." Iruka tried to assure his child, but she still whimpered, her hiccups dying down.

Thunder pounded out side, and lightening crackling right behind it. Iruka brought the still whining child into his and his husband's room. When he had agreed to become his wife, he had completely forgotten about the emotional baggage that came with the responsibility. He laid the girl against his chest, and gently rocked her to sleep, allowing himself to enter a troubled slumber. After a mere few minutes of sleep, the sound of the opening and closing of the front door interrupted Iruka's brief slumber. He cracked his eyes open, and took hold of the kunai that sat on his bed-side table. His door room opened and revealed a tall, apparently wet figure. A glint of silver hair that caught the moon-light lifted Iruka's spirits. "Kakashi…" he breathed, releasing the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Said jounin pealed the wet spandex shirt over his head, and flung it to a random corner of the room. He shot the darker man a cheeky smile before sliding into bed next to him. He stared down at the equally silver haired youth, and her eyes flew open. She cooed up at her father. Usually, whenever she woke up and sensed he wasn't there, she'd immediately start crying. Kakashi grinned down at his daughter and took her into his hands, standing her up in his lap. "See? Daddy told you he'd be right back." He said, bouncing the infant slightly, giggles erupting from the giddy child, her arms waving around frantically. Iruka watched the sight happily, his husband and his daughter spending time together. He sat up slightly and laid his head onto the older man's chest. Kakashi looked down to his partner, and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Did you miss me?" Kakashi teased, brushing a strand of dark hair from the tanned man's face. "You have no idea how much."


And there you have it. Again, this is not going to be changed into a full story, although I may do one more chapter so it can be a two shot. Hope you guys liked it. Please R&R. :)