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So, the first chapter of the rewrite of Naruto's Baby, Naruto's little boy!
So I did not change much in this chapter, mostly I just added some stuff here and there and corrected any mistakes! Still you'll want to read it as I added a couple details that could become important later in the story.
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Chapter 1: Again and Again
Naruto groaned as she woke up to find that he had left, again.
He had been over almost 4 times every week for the past month or two, and just over little under a month ago, he had stopped staying to comfort her.
He came and he took what he wanted and then left, and she let him.
Naruto sighed as she got up carefully and made her way to the bathroom, turning on the water for a bath, she sat on the edge of the tub as she thought over her situation better.
He had come to her one night, and thinking she should be able to trust him, as he was her Sensei, she let him in. How stupid could she be? He had attacked her as soon as the door was shut behind him, tackling her to the floor as he took her clothes off. She had been terrified, she didn't know what was going on, why was he taking her clothes, why was he being so rough and mean? Then the pain came, making her scream and claw at the hand over her mouth, tears streaming from her eyes. He had shove into her ruffly, repeatedly all the while his hand stayed over her mouth muffling her screams. It had hurt so much, it seemed to be hours, but could have only been minutes, before he grunted and pulled out.
Once he was done recovering, he picked her up and carried her to her bed. She was too worn out, physically and emotionally, to fight him any longer. He had laid her down and cuddled her close to him, muttering sweet and nice things into her ear, confusing her further, why was he being nice now? Why was she letting him, he had just caused her pain, and now he was cuddling her and being nice? Why? They had stayed that way until she fell asleep.
When she woke, he was still there and had threatened her not to tell anyone or he would kill her, before he had kissed her forehead with such gentleness you would think he actually cared for her, and left.
It had all left Naruto in one big confused mess. She was torn and hurt, he was merciless and cruel one moment, then sweet and caring the next.
Mizuki Sensei was a huge mystery to her, he had continued to come to her, and she hadn't told anyone, knowing that Mizuki would have no problem carrying out his threat, and, with great shame she admitted she liked the caring part of it. No one else had ever shown her such kindness, all the villagers had only ever hurt her with physical abuse, emotional abuse, and verbal abuse. Stores kicked her out, or overpriced her. No kindness was ever shown. Sometimes she would hug Jiji, but he had never initiated the hug, it was always her.
Sighing she climbed into the bath, and proceeded to scrub her skin till it was raw and in some places bleeding, before getting out and curling into a blanket, still naked and somewhat wet.
He hadn't been staying with her to say sweet things, and if possible his actions were becoming more violent, leaving bruises all over her, though they were normally somehow healed by the time she woke up, the bruises hadn't been healing as fast lately, and that was scaring her. What if someone saw a bruise, she couldn't let anyone see, no one could know, she didn't want to die, or did she? She had been thinking lately, if she was gone there would be no pain, and the villagers would be happy, no one would miss her too much… actually, no one would miss her at all.
Shaking her head to get rid of the dark thoughts, she heaved herself up from the couch only to feel a sudden wave of nausea as she stood and ran to the bathroom to heave up the contents of her dinner into the toilet. Ugh, that was the like the eighth day in a row of throwing up in the mornings. She had to be sick or something.
She looked at herself in the full-body mirror on her bathroom door. Man, she looked like shit.
Her bright golden lockes, normally in pig-tails, were down, reaching her waist all tangled up. Her deep blue eyes had bags under them, and she was paler than normal, and that was a feat in itself.
As she looked down at herself, she realized her stomach was, rounder. It appeared to be bulging out slightly. Great, she sighed, now I'm gaining weight.
Sighing again she continued to get ready for her day, deciding to skip breakfast in hope that she wouldn't get sick while at the academy.
Her routine continued very much like this for almost two more months, during those months her stomach just kept getting bigger, and her classmates were starting to notice as well, taunting her, calling her a fatty and a slob. It hurt, but she'd heard worse.
After about another month, Mizuki stopped coming altogether, not even giving her a reason.
As 3 more months passed and her Stomach continued to bulge until she couldn't bare to be seen in public. She was terrified of what was happening, as she had no clue what it was, her stomach just got bigger and bigger. The last month of her experience she kept to her apartment, not leaving at all.
Until suddenly, one night she woke up to find she had wet herself, or so she thought, as about 10 minutes later she felt a horrible pain in her place.
It was horrid, bloody and hurt like hell, it felt like something was splitting her in two from the inside, when it had been going on for almost 5 hours, she felt one last excruciating pull, then… sweet relief.
Until she heard a scream. She froze, scared to see what had been inside her causing her this pain, she lifted her head and looked between her legs. What she saw had made her want to scream at first, until she looked closer, and caught sight of it's face.
Even covered in blood, and who knows what else, she could she the most adorable and cute face. It had silver hair, it's eyes were closed so she couldn't see the eyes, and was probably only 8 inches long. It was so tiny and looked so helpless, and then she realized, she just had a baby.
Scared it would wake the neighbors as it was still screaming it's little head off. she did the only thing she could think of in her exhausted state.
She pulled it close and hugged it to her chest, making shushing noises. Soon it stopped crying and relieved, but shocked she passed out.
She woke to a, tugging on her nipples. She looked down to see that her stomach looked perfectly normal and flat again, she would've thought the past few months were a dream, if there wasn't blood everywhere, and the baby from last night, still covered in blood itself, on her chest. Sucking on her nipple.
Now she was only 10, but she had a good a-cup going for her. The feeling wasn't unpleasant, but it didn't exactly feel good either. She just laid there and watched the baby suck on her, and remembered a conversation she had overheard between two villagers. They had talked about something called breastfeeding and breast milk. Was that what the baby was doing? Feeding on her breast, milk?
Sighing she pulled the baby off her breast and watched as it blinked up at her with big blue eyes, her eyes. Blinking she realized that the baby was still covered in blood and who knows what else.
Carefully she picked it up and knowing that the bathtub was much too large for the small thing, carried it to the sink, she filled it an inch or two in one side and a mostly full in the other with lukewarm water, not wanting to hurt the little things skin. She took the baby and laid it in the sink, while supporting the head above the water, not wanting to drown her baby, wow, HER baby. That sounded good to her.
She washed it carefully, and after noticing that the baby had a thing like Mizuki, determined it was a boy.
She laid down on her couch as she pondered a name, with the little thing staring up at her with big curious blue eyes.
Hikaru, she'd name him Hikaru.
The end!
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