Hola! So, this would be the sequel to "A Special Tanabata Festival" and to "Uchiha Wedding."

It's kind of to LeMemeFox mostly! OwO Thank you, very much! I'm glad to finally know your gender, too! So, nice LADY, I hope you like this! :3

IMPORTANT TO READ: There ARE several couples in this. They're just small, tiny ones, though. Barely noticeable. XD The only other big ones would be the other Gaiden kids, though. AsuKure, KakaRin, blah blah. I'll warn you about each couple with every new chapter. 83

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Naruto franchise. I only own Obito's parents and any "special comings" that may appear. ;D All else belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

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It was odd; truly, it was. How old was she now? Twenty-one-years-old, she thought to herself. She sighed loudly, hugging her legs to her chest. She was sitting in the bathroom again. Why me? she asked herself, a tear welling up in her eye. She quietly gasped and zipped the back of her hand across her face. She wasn't going to cry again. She and Obito had been married for three years now, and Anko felt so terrible.

She loved him. All she wanted was for him to be happy. However, Anko felt that she was unable to fulfill his happiness. What was the point in trying anymore? It had been three, exasperating years. Not only was it exasperating for her, but for him. His hope died every time it occurred, and she felt terrible. She thought it was her fault he was so upset. Every time, she thought unhappily, every flippin' time!

"Anko-Chan," she heard her husband's muffled voice call through the door, "I'm not upset."

"Demo," she whimpered, "I'm the reason we can't—"

"Don't say that," he sighed.

"I am the reason, though!" she cried out.

"Anko-Chan, please," he begged, "please open the door."

She debated with herself over what she should do. If he came in, he'd hug her, tell her it wasn't her fault, they just needed to try again, and make her cry. They'd gone through this so many times before. She continued to wonder what the point was anymore. But she knew why they continued to obtain their goal. Obito always wanted children of his own. Reluctantly, Anko rose to her feet, swung the door ajar, and was met by her husband.

"It's not your fault," he assured her gingerly. "I don't understand why you think it's you."

"Because it is," she sniffled.

"That isn't true at all, Anko-Chan," he guaranteed.

He held her face on either side and lifted her head upward, making her eyes meet his. She could tell he was upset. He hadn't been crying, but he was upset. His eyes were a bit downcast, and his smile was a sad one. She didn't want to see him that way. Not again. She shook her head and rushed into him for a hug. He accepted it happily, embracing her tightly.

"Gomenasai," she whimpered in a squeaky voice, "gomenasai, gomenasai, gomenasai!"

"Daijobu," he said, kissing her atop the head. "If anyone should be sorry, though, it's me."

"Nani?" she gasped, backing away. "Why? Why should you be sorry?"

"I think I put too much pressure on you, Anko-Chan," he chuckled sadly. "I know I want kids, but I shouldn't be making such a big deal out of it."

Anko attempted to argue with her husband, telling him that she wanted children, too. There wasn't any pressure—none at all. They ended up agreeing that both of them were pressuring themselves. However, Anko wanted to continue trying. She wanted a child. Obito agreed—he wanted one just as bad as she did, if not more—as long as she assured him that they wouldn't let themselves become pressured anymore. They agreed.

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Eleven years later, Anko and Obito still hadn't had a child. She wasn't so stressed over it anymore, though. Neither was he. However, they were godparents to a few children. Two of which, Kurenai and Anko were taking on a walk in the park. They were Asuma and Kurenai's children: Amai and Asu.* Amai was a four-year-old girl with short, black hair and red eyes. Asu was a two-year-old boy with onyx eyes and black hair (similar to Asuma's).

"Anko-Oba-San!" Amai called. "Look!"

She held an orange tulip up in the air, smiling triumphantly. Anko grinned, bent down, and sniffed the tulip. She loved it. Suddenly, her stomach began to groan. She came back to a complete standing position, cradling her skinny stomach in her arms.

"I don't understand," Anko muttered. "I ate breakfast. Please tell me I'm not about to puke again."

"Again," Kurenai inquired, cocking her brow. Anko nodded. "How long have you been doing this?"

"I don't know," she shrugged, "about four or five days. It always happens really early, too."

Kurenai gasped, grabbed her son and daughter's hands, and told Anko to come with her. She followed, wincing every now and again. She seemed to feel like throwing up more and more. What was wrong? Nevertheless, she followed her friend to the Konoha hospital. The moment they entered, they were met by Rin, who volunteered to take a look at her. Rin showed Anko to a room where she asked her questions. How was her attitude lately? Her personality? Any stomach pains? How often did she throw up? By the end of it, Rin smiled.

"Anko-Chan," she began, "congratulations! Patience is a lovely virtue, isn't it?"

"Ano…" Anko blinked. "Y-You mean…?"

"Hai!" she grinned. "Tell Obito-Kun as soon as you can!"

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"You're what?" Obito inquired.

He couldn't believe it. There she was. The girl that tried so hard both for him and herself. He was thirty-four and going to be a father. That struck him. He blinked, then grinned, then embraced her so tightly, neither of them ever wanted to let go. He nearly cried.

That night, they told Mune and Atama about the pregnancy. Mune squealed, clapped her hands, and sang "Granma! Granma! Oba-Chan!" Atama smiled gleefully, shook his son's hand, and congratulated them both.

"Have you thought of a name yet?" Atama queried.

"You'd think after thirteen years we'd have a name," Anko stated sheepishly, "but no. Nothing yet."

"That's ok!" Mune cheered. "Just keep it safe and give prayers of thanks!"

"We will," they smiled softly.

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I realize that was sort of short XD;;; Sorry! They'll get longer!

*Amai and Asu: Kishi STILL hasn't said whether Kurenai's kid is a boy or girl, but he was thinking girl. I named her Amai, which means "sweet." :3 Asu is her younger brother, which hints that I haven't killed of Asuma in this. XD

Please review! Hope you enjoyed it! 8D