6/1/2017 EDIT: Still merging the Q&A... yeah. Minor changes.
A woman walked into a pharmacy, flicking her dark hair out of her face. She started down the aisle, not knowing where to start first. There was a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to come face-to-face with an older woman who smiled kindly at her. "It seems like you're having trouble finding something." The lady's eyes shone brightly, "Need any help?"
She chuckled, "Yes, please. Thank you, um… Ms…"
"Sherry. I'm the owner of this pharmacy." The older woman stated.
"I would greatly appreciate your help." She held her hand out, "My name is Zen."
Sherry shook her hand before looking at the store, "So, what might you be looking for?"
"Well, my older sister is pregnant with her first child. She meant to come here to find some supplies, but she's gotten sick and is bed ridden." Zen stated.
"That's terrible!" The older lady placed a hand on her chest, "Please tell her that I hope she feels better."
"Yes, ma'am." She stated, "Well since this is her first child, she doesn't really know what to get. I am looking for some supplies for a baby, but I'm not sure what to look for."
"Don't worry, my dear. I will make sure you get the finest products out there." She smiled brightly, grabbing a basket before leading the younger woman towards an aisle, "I've had four children of my own who grew up and gave me nine grandchildren…" The older woman started to ramble on about her life as she picked out some necessary items from the aisle.
"Um… Ms. Sherry, do you mind telling me what some of this does?" The black haired woman asked politely.
"Oh, my apologies!" She exclaimed, "Well, every child needs diapers, does your sister know how to change one?"
Zen nodded, giving a sheepish look, "Yes she does, she had to change a few of mine when I was a toddler."
"You'll need those, some baby wipes, and baby powder. When a baby is born, the umbilical cord is snipped off and has to be cleaned every day so it doesn't get infected. If it does get infected, that would risk the baby's health. You will also have to regularly clean the baby. Newborn babies cannot be cleaned in a bathtub, so clean them in a sink to make it an easier task." Sherry started pulling some more things off of the shelf, "A mother will have to breastfeed the baby every few hours and then burp them. If the mother is not present or cannot physically produce the milk, then there are special powders that you mix with water to replicate this substance. You'll need a few of these."
She cocked her head to the side, "Burp them? How do you do that?"
The older woman pointed to her shoulder, "You lay them over your shoulder and lightly pat their back."
"Alright." Zen looked at all the items, suddenly becoming very sweaty, "What about some clothes?"
Sherry grinned, squealing slightly, "That's my favorite part! I love dressing kids up; they're just too cute! Do you know the gender of the baby?"
"My sister found out last week that it's going to be a boy." She smiled at the enthusiastic woman.
"That's fantastic!" She smiled, dragging the younger woman over to another aisle, "Well, I've already gotten you all necessities you'll need so I'll leave you to pick out a few outfits. Just come to the register when you are done!" The pharmacy owner nodded to her before leaving Zen. The black haired woman picked out about thirteen outfits and a few fuzzy blankets. She left the aisle and headed over to the eccentric woman who was gossiping with a coworker. They laughed and giggled behind magazines. When Sherry finally noticed her, she chuckled and started blushing embarrassingly. After paying for all of the baby products, Zen waved goodbye and headed outside.
She walked for a mile, carrying several grocery bags before stopping. Zen looked around cautiously before running behind a tree, successfully hiding. She did a quick hand sign as her body started to change. She began to grow taller and her hair lightened as it started to become short and spiky. Her pale skin grew tanner as her clothes changed from a simple dress to ninja attire. Her small bust disappeared to reveal chiseled abs. "I swear, if I have to be that polite again, I think I'm going to puke." Zabuza sighed, sealing the items in a scroll for easier travel. He hopped through the trees and out of the city.
The swordsman had to go to a different town to buy the supplies because the town he lived in, with more ninjas than civilians, was more prone to recognizing his chakra signature. This was safer, buying baby supplies from a different town. He raced back home in record time. Zabuza opened the door and dispelled the mizu-bunshin he had placed to protect Naruto while he was away. The boy was sleeping soundly in the large crate filled with pillows and blankets. He smiled slightly before heading towards the kitchen and unsealing the items he'd just bought. Zabuza hide them away so that anyone peeking in the windows wouldn't be able to see that he has baby stuff.
It was almost nine in the morning, which would probably be a great time to feed Naruto. He started to prepare the artificial milk that the baby would have to drink. Suddenly, there were loud wails, which startled Zabuza for a second. He sighed, a headache starting to form. He picked up the bottle and walked into the room Naruto's crate was in. He sat down on the floor beside the crate, giving the crying child a curious look. There was snot all over his face; talk about gross. He sighed again and walked back into the kitchen only to return with baby wipes. The swordsman didn't have napkins at the time, so this would do. He pulled one out – albeit, it took a few unnecessary seconds – and whipped away to dribbling snot. Naruto still cried loudly. Zabuza reached into the crate and pulled the small baby out, cradling him with one arm. With his other arm, he waved the bottle in front of Naruto's face. The black haired man pushed the bottle to the baby's lips, waiting for him to suckle.
"C'mon, I know you're hungry. It's not poisonous." He stated, "I promise, okay?" Naruto sniffled quietly, starting to suck on the bottle greedily. It was gone within minutes. Zabuza sighed in relief, "There that wasn't so bad, now was it?" The boy giggled as the older man realized something. He held the baby to his shoulder and started to pat Naruto's back. There was a gurgle and then a small burp. He smiled slightly, "I think I'm getting the hang of this." However, he felt something wet and warm run down his back. Naruto burped again before giggling. Zabuza pulled the baby away to see a white and yellow substance surrounding his mouth. He groaned, "Did… Did you just-" The older man didn't even want to finish the sentence. Grabbing a baby wipe, he cleaned Naruto's face. He got up and went into the kitchen to grab a diaper. He quickly put the large diaper on the small baby before placing Naruto in the crate. Zabuza summoned a mizu-bunshin to watch over him as he went to clean all of the throw up on him.
Okay, so maybe he wasn't getting the hang of this.
It was dark outside, the stars twinkling over Konohagakure. Minato and Kushina laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. Too many tears were shed and regret was tugging at their souls every day. Their son was gone, whether that meant he was dead or not was completely up to Kami. They never got to tell him they loved him. Minato reached out and held his wife's hand, "You had Naruto the longest. Can… Can you tell me about him?"
She nodded weakly, "He was very giggling. He has your eyes and your hair color."
He turned, his eyes showing surprise, "Really?"
"I think he's going to grow up being a carbon-copy of you." Kushina chuckled.
Minato smiled, "A carbon-copy, huh? Do you know anything else?"
She tapped her chin slowly, "Did you see the scars on his cheeks?"
"Scars?" He questioned.
She nodded, "He has six scars, three on both of his cheeks. Though, I guess they could be considered a birthmark."
"Birthmark… scars?" His eyes widened, "Kushina, I know how we can find Naruto!"
Kushina sat up in bed, her husband following her, "How?!"
"The marks on his cheeks!" He laughed, glee filling him.
She laughed with him, hugging him tightly, "You're right! We're going to find our son!" Minato hugged her back, tears filling his eyes. Hope filled their hearts as they slept peacefully for the night.
Zabuza groaned loudly, "C'mon, Naruto! Can't I get some sleep?!" Naruto cried louder, waking the older man up. He checked the clock seeing that it was nearly four in the morning. He groaned and got out of bed, walking over to Naruto's crate. He picked the wailing baby up and started cradling him tiredly. Zabuza sighed, "What's gotten into you?" He made a bottle and tried feeding him again, but the boy just pushed it away. The swordsman didn't smell anything foul and Naruto's diaper wasn't sagging, so that meant that it wasn't a bodily function that was making him cry. He dragged a tried hand down his face and went back to his room with the baby in his arms. Zabuza laid down, letting child cuddle to him. The cries turned into whimpering before he fell asleep. The black haired man thanked whatever god was out there before he too drifted to sleep.
Q&A:
#7: Why were you shocked that people really liked your story? I mean, it's like really good 😃😃😃
Another one from UndertaleSinner11 from Wattpad.
Okay, so I was confused by this question earlier, but then I saw the comment on chapter three of my author's note.
The first two chapters of 'He's My Son' were both written within a three hour interval of the same night during the summertime. I had finally decided to put words onto a document after finalizing my plot. I posted them both at the same time and then I went to bed. I was really anxious and nervous to post it. I had become severely depressed around the time before 'He's My Son' publication. I was falling into a pit that I couldn't get out of. I thought that my writing career was over because I couldn't write something good that I stuck with. I hated everything I was writing and posting. People also voiced their hate for it. It truly was heartbreaking and I didn't know how to feel... so I wrote 'He's My Son'.
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Publishing it saved my life.
I slept until about ten in the morning and when I checked my phone after publishing 'He's My Son', I nearly cried because I was so shocked. There was just so much love from both Wattpad and Fanfiction(.net) where I had it posted it. I knew that this fanfiction was something to keep and let flurioush. I had chapters three and four done within that same day. The next chapters came afterwards and now we're here.
Hope that answered your question!