So I suck at describing birth… I mean, who wants to describe such a thing. So, yeah, you guessed it, I skipped ahead. Ha ha, so shoot me. Anyway, thanks to everyone, and Yaoiphox, who apparently worships me, hehe. I really really am grateful that people read these silly stories. Anyway! On with the story!

"So, how does it feel?"

"How does what feel?" Kakuzu asked Konan, while looking down at his sleeping child in his arms, whom had only been born two weeks before. The blue haired woman laughed softly and looked at the small as well.

"How does it feel to be a dad of course!" she smiled brightly. Kakuzu, understanding what she meant, shrugged and smiled back.

"Well, It's a good feeling for sure." the older of the two explained quietly, making sure not to wake Hitori. Konan cooed gently at the baby, her eyes wide in excitement.

"Awe… I'm so glad you're happy being a father. How's Hidan?" she asked. Kakuzu's smile faltered a bit, but managed to stay.

"Well, he's been sleeping in a lot. I don't blame him though. He looks after that child all night, tells me to never mind getting up myself… Even the night after he had Hitori, he just knows how to get that child to stop crying. However, she's wearing him down. He fell asleep while eating cereal yesterday morning." the oldest of the Akatsuki laughed softly, watching Konan gape.

"He never asks you to get Hitori at night?"

"Never."

"Woah. That's unlike Hidan. He punched Deidara one time because he wanted sleep. I could never imagine him wanting to get up at three in the morning for a baby." Konan muttered, rubbing the back of her head. Kakuzu shrugged shortly and looked at only female in Akatsuki, since Yuurei had left randomly. Kakuzu wasn't sad to see her go as well.

"Well, better start, because that's been exactly what he's been like." Kakuzu sighed. "I miss Angelic Hidan." to this, Konan snorted softly, making sure not to wake Hitori.

"Ha ha, well, at least he's fit again. Didn't take him long."

"Thank dear Jashin for that." Kakuzu replied, his tone slightly bitter. Konan blinked, tilting her head to the side.

"Huh? Why so bitter, Kakuzu?"

"I have a feeling Hidan isn't telling me everything about Jashin and Hitori. He keeps asking if it's okay she's a Jashinist. Why would he ask so many times? Obviously something is up. Do you know what it is?" he asked. Konan, normally knowing all of the secrets in Akatsuki, was just as stumped as the man beside her.

"Well, I don't know anything… Sorry, Kakuzu." she smiled uneasily, honest towards the miser for once.

"… Alright… I guess I'll have to wait it out." the stitched man announced, his voice soft, yet bitterly sad.

"… You'll find out, Kakuzu." Konan promised, a small smile spreading across her lips. Kakuzu, as hard as he tried, couldn't help but smile back at the younger Akatsuki.

"Kami, I hope so."

Looking on towards his child, Hidan realises what Konan had meant all those months ago, when his stomach was bloated with the mass of his daughter. He just now realises that he gave her life away. Never will she have the chance to be anything she wants to, no matter how many times his husband will tell her later on, when Hitori can speak and comprehend things of such volume. He just now understands the expression that Konan wore when she had asked. For he was wearing the same expression now. Right now.

"What have I done?" he whispers, his voice feather light in the room of his baby girl. The light from the moon casts its eerie glow onto the Jashinist's face, making him look like the walking dead. "Kakuzu… When he finds out, he'll beat the shit out of me." he mutters, his tone turning sour towards the fore-sight of such events. "This is all my fault…"

Oh, Hidan. It's nobody's fault, my hidan, whom I love to love.

The voice, so familiar, whispers in his mind. The tone is friendly, yet it still makes the hairs on Hidan's neck stick up in fear. "I should tell him."

Hush Hidan, no Hidan, opines the Jashin who kept house in his head.

"Oh shut up." Hidan mumbles, his mood turning foul as the minutes tick off on the little yellow clock place onto the wall in his daughter's room. "I'll have to tell him… I owe him."

You hush.

"He'll understand. He always has."

YOU HUSH NOW.

This is enough to make Hidan flinch, coming out of deep train of thought. As much as he wants to, and will in fourteen years later, he never does tell his beloved.

So yeah… I know it's short, but it completely seats up for the time skip! Really, I promise. I will be getting chapter five out soon! In the mean while, reviews and such sure do help my will to write, haha!~