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Rappy Yo Yo: Thanks! And I shall! ;D

LeMemeFox: First of all, I'd like to thank you for taking such interest in my fics! 8D It means a lot! Second, you're correct about how many years they've been trying. However, no twins/triplets! Sorry! XD; My friend and I created all of the details for the "Future Gaiden" about…a year or so ago maybe? I dunno. But good guess! ;D

Anywho, here's chapter 2~ XD Please enjoy!

OTHER PAIRINGS: KakaRin, AsuKure, (Implied) NaruHina

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the franchise. I just own any babies found. XD

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Seated on the couch, Obito studied a pregnancy book intently. Rin found this quite odd, especially since Obito was a man. She snatched the book from him, which he grasped at repetitively. He pouted when she wouldn't give it back. Her son looked up at his "Obito-Oji-San" and smirked the way Kakashi did. He then stuck his tongue out, grabbed the book for himself, and fingered the pages.

"No fair," Obito sighed.

"It's pregnancy," Rin giggled, "just attend the classes."

"I'm a man," he replied, "that'd look stupid."

"Not really," she shrugged. "Lots of fathers come to the classes, ya know."

"Really," he inquired.

She nodded as she watched her son. With a smile, she took the book from him and handed it back to Obito.

"Oi!" he hollered, coming to a clumsy stand on the couch.

"Kumo-Chan," she laughed, "that isn't for you! It's for Obito-Oji-San."

"Why does he need it?" he inquired sadly.

"Why do you need it?" Obito smirked.

"The pages are soft," he replied as he gesticulated his reasoning by rubbing the palms of his hands together.

"Whatever," he laughed, opening the novel once again.

Anko was in the middle of a nap. She was more tired lately…and emotional. If there was one thing that bugged Obito about her pregnancy, it was the mood swings. Either they'd step outside and the birds would sound so beautiful and blissful, or she'd be yelling at them to shut up. He never knew what to do when she was angry or upset. It was like she was on an ever-lasting period.

Obito's reading was interrupted by a certain Kumo Hatake. As a two-year-old, he was always seeking attention. His mother was in the middle of sorting out a baby shower and sewing together some baby clothes. Therefore, Kumo's last hope was Obito. He leapt into Obito's lap and shoved his face into his, blocking the words on the numerous pages. The Uchiha frowned lightly as the child poked his goggles.

"Oi, Obito-Oji-San," he began his query, "why do you wear goggles?"

"They look cool," he shrugged, grabbing the Hatake's wrists in the process. "Why does your daddy wear a mask?"

"Don't know," he replied, attempting to remove his wrists from Obito's grasp. "Let go!"

"Kudasai," Rin warned, not taking an eye off her needlework.

"Kudasai, Obito-Oji-San," Kumo began his request again, "let go."

"Fine," he laughed.

He may have relinquished the child's wrists, but he grabbed him by the waist and lifted him into the air, causing him to laugh gleefully. Obito may not have been Kumo's uncle, but he was his godfather, and that was close enough for him. He sure did act like an uncle, though. While he played with his godson, Obito began to think about his name. "Kumo." That was short for something, wasn't it? That got him thinking quite a bit. He settled Kumo in his lap and played patty-cake with him.

"Rin-Chan," he asked.

"Hmm?"

"You're good with names," he began his query, "right?"

"Not really," she stated. "Kumo is just a variation of Sakumo. I have no idea what we'd name a second child."

"Oh," Obito said understandingly and nodded. "Kumo-Chan?"

"Hai?"

"If your Kaa-San and Tou-San had another baby," he inquired, "what would you want its name to be?"

"Hmm," he hummed as he pondered over the question. "Yuki."*

"Yuki, eh?" Obito chuckled. "That's a nice name, Kumo-Chan."

"Arigatou," he grinned.

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That night, Obito took Anko out to eat. They had Ichiraku instead of dango. Anko always ordered something spicy when it came to dango. She said it ruined the flavor if it wasn't. Therefore, Obito decided ramen was the way to go. Besides, it had a large amount of broth in it, which was just soup. He read that soup was the best way to go for her. She argued that she'd order something sweet, but he didn't believe her. He knew her too well. Thus, he decided they'd eat ramen.

"That's no fair, Obito-Kun," she grunted.

"That's not true," he smirked.

"How?" she inquired, a brow quirked upward.

"Because once you have that baby," he began as he gingerly poked her stomach, "I'll take you out for dango."

"I don't know," she droned, pondering for a moment. "How many times?"

"As many times as we go out for ramen," he wagered.

"I suppose I'm in the mood for ramen then," she beamed.

He snickered as they steered around the corner and entered Ichiraku. Obito seated himself at the left of Anko (letting her take her seat first, of course) and ordered two bowls of beef ramen for them. Anko somewhat groaned when her husband shoved the hot sauce and salt away from them. She scowled, which made him laugh. Once they received their ramen, they thanked Teuchi and began eating.

"Itadaikimasu!" they heard a familiar voice give thanks.

The couple turned their heads to see the rokudaime hokage slurping up some ramen. The Uchiha male snickered, which caught Naruto's attention. He finished slurping a noodle as he quirked his brow upward. He settled his chopsticks in his bowl and smirked.

"Oh yeah," he chuckled, "I heard you two are finally having a kid. Omedetou!"

"Likewise," Anko stated happily. "So, what are you naming the kid?"

"I don't know about a boy," he replied in his raspy voice, "but for a girl, I like the name Haiyata."

"Really," Obito queried, which received a nod from the Yondaime's son. "That sounds an awful lot like Hinata."

"I know," he affirmed, a soft smile on his face. "What are you two thinking of?"

"Not quite sure," Obito responded. "I had a talk with Kumo Hatake about it, though."

"What did he say?" Naruto snickered out.

"Yuki," Anko replied, a smirk playing on her face. "I'm not very into the name, though."

"Yuki Uchiha," Naruto tested it out. "No, it doesn't fit."

"Exactly," Obito nodded.

Naruto finished up his ramen, gulped the broth, and said goodbye to the two of them. Obito always had faith in Naruto becoming hokage. He just reminded him of himself. However, Naruto actually made it. Obito ended in a close second or third, though. The only problem was that he was clumsy. He hoped his child wouldn't inherit such a trait. He was pulled back into reality once Anko attempted sneaking one of the eggs out of his soup. He laughed, lightly-and-playfully slapped her wrist, and told her to give it back. She frowned, but she obeyed, dropping the egg in the bowl.

"You're no fun, Obito-Kun," she pouted.

"Funny," he sniggered, "I thought that was why you married me."

"Meh," she shrugged, plopping a noodle on her tongue. "Give or take it was a bonus."

"Whatever," he laughed happily.

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The moment they returned home, they witnessed three little children and four adults. Once Kumo rushed by, Obito picked him up and put him on his shoulders. Amai and Asu rushed to Obito's legs and jumped up and down, attempting to reach the Hatake boy. Kumo stuck his tongue out at them and smirked. Anko plastered the same expression on her face, plucked Kumo from her husband's shoulders, and set him on the floor.

"Yay!" they shouted.

"No!" Kumo just about screeched as he was settled on the floor.

Amai and Asu tagged the boy and laughed. Obito waltzed toward the chair and seated himself in it, facing his friends. Anko seated herself in Obito's lap (the only seat available at that moment) and looked at all their faces. Asuma and Kakashi were giving Obito pitiful, yet humorous looks. He didn't know where this was going, but something told him he wasn't going to like it.

"Anko-Chan," Rin and Kurenai blissfully called, "we have a gift for you!"

"What is it?" she asked with a quirked brow.

In what seemed like only a second, they snatched boxes from the floor, settled them in their laps, and opened them wide. Out came the baby clothes. Anko just about squealed as she hopped out of her husband's lap. Asuma stood up, announcing that he was going to change his son's diaper, and Anko took his seat. Obito held a frightened expression and slumped down in his seat. Asuma passed by him and stifled a snicker.

"Good luck," he muttered.

Obito pouted up at him. Before he knew it, Amai jumped into his lap and poked his goggles. His pout disappeared and he laughed quietly. Amai tilted her head to the side, looking baffled for a moment, and then smiled joyfully.

"Can I put on your goggles," she inquired, "kudasai?"

"Do you really want to?" he asked, a brow cocked upward and a smirk just above his chin.

"Hai!" she beamed.

"Alright then," he agreed.

He removed his orange goggles and placed them over the little girl's eyes. He had to admit, she could pull them off. He nodded at her, telling her that she looked nice without words. She beamed and gave him a thumbs-up. Although she had to hold the goggles with one hand (them being too large for her), she looked adorable. He supposed she had that effect anyway. She was four-years-old. It was kind of hard not to have that effect when you're only a toddler.

"So, do I have cool Obito-Oji-San jutsu now?" she queried enthusiastically.

"No," he snickered, "but once you get older, you may have some of the coolest genjutsu skills anyone has ever seen."

"That's really good," she almost yelled, "right?"

"Right," he smiled.

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Everyone had gone for the night, leaving the couple alone. They gained very many baby clothes, catalogs, blankets, and other things. He changed into a T-shirt and boxers, leapt into bed, and raised his goggles to his forehead. Before he knew it, Anko came to bed in her own pajamas, but she had a book in her hands. He sat up completely and moved over toward the wall (the side she usually slept on), leaving room for her.

"What's that?" he inquired, pointing to the barely-layered book.

"A children's book," she smiled. "I was wondering if we could read to it?"

"I wouldn't mind," he laughed. "Just, what do you want to read to it for? It won't understand."

"Yeah, but still," she began her explanation as she seated herself on the bed, "it'll hear our voices. I think that's kind of cute."

"It's a nice thought," he shrugged with a smile.

He grabbed the book, let her lean on his shoulder, and opened the small novel. Anko ended up falling asleep by the end of it. He chuckled lightly, settled the book on the end table (along with his goggles), and tucked both of them in for the night. They'd had a productive day.

"And it's only the first one," he sighed before drifting off.

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I hope you liked that! ;D It's only chapter 1, so there's more to come! 8D

Please be patient with me, though! I'll more than likely be uploading on weekends. 83

*: Yuki means either "snow" or "rain." Kumo means "cloud." :3

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