Househusband

"It shouldn't be this hard to walk," Sakura complained with a heavy sigh, slowly waddling her way through the living room, clutching the bottom of her very pregnant stomach.

She was due to give birth either this week or the next, but she was so huge it was difficult to move (or even see over her stomach). She loved the idea of being a mother for the first time, but the pains and the rapid gain of weight for several months had pushed her usual pleasant nature into a foul mood most days. No matter what her husband said for the past few months, she didn't feel very beautiful right now. How could she? She felt like a preggy whale that was too big to fit into the ocean.

Kakashi suddenly whooshed in front of her, carefully placing an arm around her and started to turn her around. "You shouldn't get up," he said with a frown. "I said I'll get anything for you and I meant it."

She groaned. "You don't have to do everything for me. I can at least go to the kitchen for a snack if I want to."

Despite her continued protests, he made her slowly sit back down on the couch. He completely understood she was feeling a little stir crazy lately and not being able to do much in her state. Heck, she used to be his student after all. He knew every time she felt helpless it struck a nerve inside of her, reminding of her early Genin days. Now, she had grown into an independent and strong woman, but as much as he knew his wife was capable of anything, she needed to take it easy until the big day.

Pregnancy was a difficult thing for most kunoichis. Training, missions, and everything else that made you a ninja was practically wiped away. He certainly didn't want her to go through such a big change of a lifestyle for his sake, but after they married last spring they both and decided that having a family was something they both wanted. Frankly, he wasn't getting any younger and he didn't want to be six feet under by the time his children grew up. They knew it would be hard, both of them being new at parenting, but he wanted to help his wife in anyway possible and slowly transition into their new life as a family together.

For the past few months when she couldn't move around very well anymore, he started to completely take over in cleaning, making food and everything else that needed to be done around the house so that she didn't have to lift a finger. It wasn't only just for her well being, but for his child, well, children. They learned a few months ago that she was going to be having twins. They were certainly in for quite an exciting new life once they were born.

"Baby, I'll make you something," Kakashi offered, pushing a wayward strand of pink hair out of her face as she pouted at him.

"I can make a damn cookie by myself," she mumbled, glaring her green eyes.

"How many you want?" he asked, kneeling down next to her with his hand gently on her knee.

Sighing, she folded her arms that barely reached over her stomach and muttered, "I want to make my own! Cookies are noticeably sweeter when they are baked with frustration and unbridled hate."

"…"

He chuckled and moved a hand to ruffle her hair. "Things you say are the cutest," he said with a happy eye-crinkle of a smile. "Now, how many?"

"Three."

"You mean five."

She glared. "Three."

"Fine, three." He kissed her cheek and rose up to head towards the kitchen.

He would actually make a dozen, since she always tended to say less than what she really wanted from feeling self conscious. She was feeding for three, after all and he didn't know why she did that, but it was amusing when she said nothing each time he made more than what she asked for.

Once in the kitchen, he rattled though the cabinets to get a cooking sheet. It was funny to him as he whirled around expertly through the kitchen how he secretly enjoyed baking now.

"Kakashi!"

He stalled in his movements, noting the urgency in her voice and answered back, "Yes?"

"T-time."

He sighed. "Um… it's going to be like forty-five minutes until the cookies are done…"

"No! I-it's time!"

"Uh…"

"My water broke!" she yelped.

Kakashi's visible eye went wide. "What!"

Immediately dropping whatever items he had, he ran out into the living room to find Sakura clutching the bottom of her dress. Now, they had game plan of what they were going to do when the time came, but suddenly all sense of thought fled his brain. He was going to be a dad!

"Kakashi," she mumbled, slowly starting to get up.

He stared at her like a deer in headlights.

"Hospital! Now!" she gritted through her teeth.

"R-right," he stuttered.

He immediately ran out the front door.

"Oh, my God, Kakashi," Sakura grumbled, smacking a hand to her forehead. How on earth did he forget to take her with him?

Suddenly, he rushed back inside again, looking completely embarrassed. "My bad," he muttered, uncooly running a hand through his silvery hair.

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm going to look past that because I love you."

"Much appreciated," he said, grunting to pick her up.

"I'm going to tell everyone later though," she mused.

"..."

He started to drop her.

"Kakashi!" she yelled.

Hoisting her back up, he said, "I'm kidding!"

Once they were both out the door, he ran as fast as he could towards the hospital. He had no idea what in store for them in the future, but he very much looked forward to it. Long as Sakura was by his side, they could conquer anything. No matter if it was enemy ninjas or a couple of twins.

It wasn't until after she gave birth later that day, that they discovered she had been carrying triplets this whole time instead of just twins.

Life just got a whole lot more interesting.

[ Author Note: I usually don't do children-related things, but I admit this one was amusing to write.

Word prompt suggestion by nmmi-nut. ]