Our next few years or so...

A well trained ninja was used to pain, using it as a teacher even. Long hours were spent at practice posts and dummies, beating into the wood until everything tingled so much it didn't seem to be pain anymore. The strain of muscles after a heavy work out session was like a gold star in a ninja's book, it stood for endurance and the progress only self betterment could offer. Though pain was familiar, this was like nothing she had ever felt.

Tears streamed down her already sweat soaked face, and the screams coming from deep in her throat would alert anyone in hearing proximity. Her grip didn't falter though, Kakashi noted in the back of his mind, she was just as strong as ever. Even while in her distressed state, Ying exuded determination and bravery like no one he had ever seen. The only moment when it seemed she was weakening was when the doctor mentioned a tear to a nurse, to which his wife's fearful blue eyes lifted to his face.

"Kakashi... I'm afraid..."

Those simple words broke him apart. Knowing he couldn't do anything to ease her fear or her pain, he simply kissed her forehead and held his head against hers, whispering gentle words of encouragement and reminding her that she could do this.

When her screams ended, the quiet was filled with another sound, a sound only a father could love as much as he did in that moment.

There he was, Hatake Hiroshi, snuggled up and sleeping peacefully in his personal little bed. Ying had fallen asleep soon after their son, finally accepting some kind of peace when the baby did. Kakashi, however, couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. Instead he chose to sit in the chair between the hospital bed and the baby's bed, reading silently and occasionally allowing himself a glance between his wife and child.

Once the two had drifted off, the doctor informed his Hokage that Ying had in fact suffered a tear and needed some extra care so they would be keeping her longer than usual, but it was nothing to be concerned about as their village was gifted with wonderful healers. Actually, his student Sakura would be the one overseeing her healing sessions, so he had no reason to worry. His only concern was how Ying would react when she found out Sakura had to come in to heal her... there, on multiple occasions. There was sure to be a lovely shade of pink tinting her cheeks and that he looked forward to.

A soft whimpering from the window caught Kakashi's attention, and he sighed softly while flipping a page in his book. "You two couldn't wait until they woke up?"

A giant brown fluffball leapt into the room through the window. Mamura glanced at Kakashi then stepped up onto the chair next to the bed and rested her head on Ying's arm, rubbing her nose affectionately into the woman's side. Soon behind her was Naruto, smiling sheepishly at his old sensei before he stared in amazement at little Hiroshi and chose to take his spot on the floor in front of the baby's bed. Kakashi only shook his head at the two, silently thankful that they didn't wake anyone up... yet.

"Hiroshi... huh, Sensei? Where did that come from?" Naruto asked, whispering for once.

The name caught Mamura's attention, but she only glanced over to the boys for a moment before shutting her eyes and nuzzling her Ying. Kakashi caught the look though, and wondered if Mamura would always be a little sensitive to the name Ying had chosen for their son. When Ying had asked the old girl how she felt about it, Mamura assured her that it was a lovely name and would make her partner very happy. Delighted, Ying had stuck to that name like glue from then on. Though Kakashi didn't really mind either way, it was a good name and a nice dedication that even he wouldn't have been able to offer. Hearing the name Obito or Rin around his own house on a regular basis would be far too painful. Another reason that lovely woman seemed to be a little stronger than he in certain ways.

"Ying's idea, means a lot to her."

The blonde nodded, noticing how his sensei's tone was hinting at the end of the conversation. Since he had met the woman Kakashi chose to marry, he understood that there was a past to her that few knew of much like how his sensei was. He was thankful, however, to find she was much more fun and after a little pushing she could be open and friendly. Ying-nee was a good one, that's for sure, and the little bundle in front of him would be just a great if he had anything to do with the child.

Kakashi took in a deep breath, easing his nerves and worries, and looked all around the room. Accounting for the few people that were missing, and others he was sure were there in soul, he realized then and there... this is his family. It was odd, mix-match colors and personalities, scars that would never fade, pasts that haunted them, and a future that shown in the eyes of his child.

"You've got a ton of people watching over you, Hiroshi-chan, you're gonna be just fine."

Though no one would know, Kakashi smiled at Naruto's words and thought to himself, You really do, little Hiroshi-chan.

At first I didn't think I was going to write anything about the birth, as that seems like an overplayed thing in a lot of stories involving family and children, and so I planned to skip over it and go to Ying and Kakashi raising Hiroshi. But for some reason this scene played in my head and I felt it needed to go down, but I did cut out the cliché of the father and mother holding their child for the first time... it's a cute idea, but over done and boring in my opinion, I mean there are only a few ways you can do that. Instead we get Kakashi's POV over the birth and a little bit afterwards, with some Naruto and Mamura thrown in as well.

Also, Hiroshi is getting the same nickname that Ying grew up with... little Hiroshi-chan. :) Did ya catch that?

Any questions I will be happy to answer, I hope you come back for more as there will be more to this. Ying and Kakashi are simply too much fun to write about. Until next time...