My Mitsukai

Konan's POV

'He called me his angel… I love it when he does that… No! Don't let him wrap his arms around me! He'll feel the baby!' she thought in her panic. The akatsuki cloak was loose enough to hide the bump, but she could be sure he would notice the difference in her size if he put his arms around her; she never gained weight. Trying her best to remain calm, she pushed his extending arms back down to his sides.

"Gomen nasai." She said quietly as she felt a single tear defiantly fall from her eyes. 'I can't do this.' She thought, but she knew had to.

Slowly, she took Pein's hand and met her gaze with his as it softly made contact with her abdomen; this is when he first realized it was slightly enlarged. She watched carefully as she saw so many emotions pass through his eyes. First, confusion. Then, realization. Surprise. Shock. Anger. Finally, the comfort appeared.

Pein's POV

"Seriously?" He had to ask, realizing he sounded like a totally deranged idiot as he said it. Her guilty answer was shown clearly from the expression on her face.

"Oh, Konan…" He said lovingly as he pulled her into a comforting hug. She broke into attemptingly repressed sobs. Thoughts swirled through his mind like a hurricane. It seemed like he had four million personas- each one with its own category and set of questions.

'How?' 'Why didn't I notice?' 'When?' 'Wonder what position were we in?' 'How long has she known?' 'Boy or girl?' 'Does that mean no more sex for nine whole months?' 'Are we going to keep it?'

Pein held her close, trying to be supportive. He sat them down on the fallen log, as she cried in his lap. He stroked her hair soothingly until, finally, her sobs died down to shudders.

"Pein…" She whispered. "I c-can't do this…" She said.

Was she actually considering killing it? Pein almost couldn't believe that; she had always seemed like the motherly type in his eyes.

"Konan-chan, for as long as I've known you, I've know you would be a wonderful mother."

This obviously upset her greatly, seeing as she pulled away from him with a murderous look.

"Did you ever consider that maybe I don't want to be a mother?" She inquired, insolence dripping off her every word.

"You don't want to have children?" Pein looked almost hurt, but now anger covered up his pain. "You've never wanted a family of our own?"

"Guess it never crossed my mind." Konan said sarcastically with a sneering glare. Pein looked like he could have hit her; it took almost all of his self control not to.

"So what are we doing? Why the hell are we even together? We've been together for almost our whole lives, yet all we've been doing is fucking around!?" Konan felt a pang in her heart at the term he used for the physical side of their love.

"Well if that's what you believe to be true, Pein-sama, then so be it. I don't want this baby. You could probably care less about having a child with me. So fine." With that, she disappeared into small pieces of paper, floating away in the breeze.

'Damnit!' Pein thought, running after the windswept angel. She was faster though; the wind was strong today. Losing sight of her momentarily, Pein stopped on a tree. Where was she going? He looked around in silence, listening for any sound to hint on her whereabouts.

Konan's POV

'I made up my mind. I know I can't do this. He doesn't want it; I don't want it.' She stopped at the small spring, finding a rock to lean her back against. This was what she must do. She tried to strangle her initial strangled yelp, but not very well; it hurt too much to contain herself. She slowly began to see clear mix with red.

Pein's POV

He faintly heard water running due east, leaves rustling all around. Suddenly, he thought he heard a strangled cry of pain near the running water.

'Konan?!' He leapt through the trees toward the sound of rushing water where he heard the noise.

'Please, let her have better judgment than that! Don't let her have done what I think she did!' Pein was drowning in what seemed like an endless sea of panic and worry.

This is when he saw it. The sight that he believed would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life. Konan, his mitsukai, was barely standing; her back leaned up against a rock- wading waist deep in the water. Starting from where she was leaning on the rock, there was a thick line of red descending downstream. Her eyes were shut, brow scrunched in both concentration and pain. Tears stained her face and a small trail of blood trickled from her lip that she had bitten to cease her pained yelp. Her hands were shakily grasping the kunai that she had shoved up to the hilt into her middle.

"Konaaaaan!!" He yelled, as he ran towards her weakening stance against the rock.