My Mitsukai

AN: Hi everybody! I really hope I didn't lose too many readers because of the sudden AWOL for around… 4 months. But I'm back!! And I hope you guys like this chapter! I know it's the one everyone's been looking forward to.

Alright, well, without further delay, let the chaos ensue~.

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Pein ran after Deidara, trying to keep himself under control enough to not break down right there. Shinobi could handle way more stress than a normal person, but at the moment, this was almost too much.

Rushing into the infirmary, Deidara handed the towels to Kakuzu who rolled over a table to set them on and then took two, placing them under Konan to catch the blood and amniotic fluids that were still spilling from her body.

Pein ran in after him, skidding to a stop beside Konan and taking her hand.

"Baby, it's me… Mitsukai.. I'm here, please… Oh Kami, what have I done?"

Pein was close to tears as he looked into Konan's glassy eyes, watching as she drifted in and out of consciousness.

"P-…Pein….." She said in a trembling whisper.

"Konan… You gotta make it through this…" Pein said, tears welling up in his eyes as he shook his head softly. "You gotta… You can't leave me, my angel…"

She squeezed his hand, but it was weaker than he had ever felt. "I… AH!" A spasm wracked Konan's delicate frame and she arched up of the table a little, clutching her abdomen. She gasped for breath, her eyes widened in pain.

"Konan!... Please!..." Pein pleaded, looking up to Kakuzu. "What do we do? Please… Something!?…" The leader was in a state of panic.

Kakuzu nodded lightly and took the kunai he had just sterilized with the herbs Zetsu came back with and put a few drops of the poison Sasori brought over the slightly bruising skin of her belly.

"Hold her hand… I don't know what's going to happen with this." Kakuzu said sternly, feeling the stress of holding the leader's lover and child's life-lines in his hands.

Placing the cold metal of the kunai to her skin, he applied pressure, making a clean cut straight down her middle.

Konan let out another weak scream, thrashing her head back and forth a little and her shoulders trembling from the pain.

Blood poured out and he caught the trails with a towel, quickly discarding the kunai on one of the tables he'd rolled over.

Itachi's Sharingan flashed as he swung around toward the door in time to catch a Kunai flying down the hallway in his eyesight.

"Leader-sama?!" Kisame cried, hearing the thud as it jammed into the wood.

"Shit… Kami… Everyone! Go! The enemy is here; attack! Keep them away from this room, damnit!" Pein ordered in a hurried yell, looking from the door to Konan and back to the door.

Kakuzu stretched the incisions a bit, pushing his hands in and trying to remember something about delivering children— Like he would know.

Konan's breath had turned harsh and small whimpers fell from her lips as her eyes became confused and far off as if she wasn't with them anymore at all.

"Leader-sama, get out there. There's nothing you can do here!" Kakuzu demanded, hearing the yells and feral cries of the battle starting to take place just outside the infirmary.

Pein shook his head. "I can't let her die here without me!" He said defensively, holding her hand tighter.

Kakuzu looked straight at Pein, his green eyes glowing with meaning. "Pein, I will not let her die."

Pein clenched his jaw as he fought back tears at just the thought of it. Living without Konan… He swore he'd kill himself before that happened. He still would.

Nodding shortly and kissing Konan's temple as gently as he could, he sprinted from the room.

It was time to fight.

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Itachi spun around faster than the enemy, landing a harsh side-kick to his opponent's ribs and hearing the satisfying crack and shatter of bone. Usually, he preferred dragging out the deaths of his victims with help from his torturous other-worldly gift of his eyes, but now there were too many to take that luxury.

His katana gave a sickly metal-upon-metal ring as he clashed it against another shinobi's kunai, successfully disarming him and then sending the shining silver blade through the ninja's heart.

Kisame was right beside him, Samehada swinging violently and inhaling every ounce of chakra from the enemy the swordsman had just murdered.

Hidan felt out of place, fighting without his stitched partner at his side. They always combined their attacks but now he was flying solo, his scythe whipping through the air as he beheaded two and three shinobi at a time.

"FUCKERS!!!" He exclaimed in a fit of rage, connecting the top blade with a kunoichi's skull. "Jashin-sama will make you pay for this! You will burn for all eternity!!!"

Deidara had explosive birds soaring left and right as he detonated them throughout the base, killing small groups of gathered fighters. He thought to himself, looking at the scene. 'Blood fest is an understatement, un.'

Sasori yelled back to him. "Watch out, brat!!" Deidara looked over his shoulder just in time to get knocked out of the rafters above the large hallway by an agile shinobi's kick to his left shoulder blade.

"Oof!" He landed on his hip, a hand slamming down to attempt to take some of the force from other parts of his body. That hand-mouth throbbed as he got to his feet, elbowing the ninja in the jaw that had knocked him off of his perch.

"Damn you, un! I hate bruises!" He yelled, offering the enemy a barrage of kicks and punches. Before the younger shinobi had time to land any more good hits, Deidara slammed a kunai into his eye-socket, successfully killing him on the spot.

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Kakuzu ran a stitched forearm across his brow, wiping the sweat away. His hands were too bloody at the moment to do that. Konan was still squirming on the table and several times, she had deliriously tried to touch her stomach. Kakuzu had to use his threads to restrain her hands.

She was starting to pale as she fought against his bindings, her lips an ashy shade of tan.

"Konan, stay with me. You can't die. I can't let you." Kakuzu urged, taking his kunai and cutting through the amniotic sac to gain access to the pre-mature child. It had only been eight months.

Finally clearing away enough blood to see what he was doing, Kakuzu dug both hands into her womb, delicately pulling out the baby and finding the umbilical cord, being very careful not to tug on it as he removed the child.

It was a girl. He knew that much already.

Grabbing a towel, he looked back up to Konan. "Blue, you have a daughter… Now you cannot die… You just can't. Don't leave your daughter." Kakuzu hoped to any deity that was willing to listen in this situation that Konan could hear him.

Taking the towel and gently wiping off the infant, he cleared out her air passage, gently stroking her chest to try to stimulate breathing. "Come on.." He muttered in a softer voice. "Cry, damnit… You gotta cry…"

The baby didn't make a sound. He felt his adrenaline rush as well as a chill run down his spine. Konan started coughing.

Moving up a little, he saw that she was coughing up small amounts of blood. Not letting go of the child, he released his threads from her wrists and quickly used them instead to make her lean up a little, giving her enough relief to breathe again and not choke from the blood.

Putting his attention back on the child, he cleared her airways again. "Breathe, God damnit!" He exclaimed in a whisper.

A small noise came from the child and then finally a near ear-splitting wail emitted from the infant's vocal chords.

Relief washed through Kakuzu, all of his nerves spiking at the noise. She was alive- the little girl was alive.

Quickly wrapping her up in blankets and putting her safely in a little nest of clean towels, he took another towel, wiping the blood off of Konan's lips and cheek. He rubbed her back gently before laying her back down and toweling off the wound, beginning to stitch her back together.

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"MOVE, KISAME!!!" Deidara yelled as one of his clay birds exploded into a group Kisame had been handling.

Quickly moving away, Kisame swung Samehada onto his next victim. They were dead within the next two seconds.

Pein looked around as he fought. He didn't recognize who they were fighting, but knew they were from the wind village.

'Wait… I didn't… They couldn't have followed me back here… I—' His thoughts fell short as he realized he had brought them back with him. This was his fault.

He had been so caught up in getting back to Konan's side as fast as possible that he hadn't taken the necessary side-routes and shortcuts to fight off any followers. He had led them straight to the hide-out.

It seemed like everything was moving in slow motion for him as he fought. He felt the blade slice through the opponent's chest and the warm metallic liquid trickle through his grip but his brain gave the feeling no special recognition.

He had just killed someone… But had brought them here as well. He caused all of this.

His body seemed to have switched to auto-pilot as he flattened down anyone that dared cross his path.

Yes, he heard the calls of the Akatsuki members, the faint cry of 'Katsu!' from the blonde bomber and Hidan's Jashinistic exclamations. But they were only noises—he could barely process them. The only things that were on his mind were killing the enemy and willing Konan and their child to live.

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Kakuzu finally finished the stitches along Konan's abdomen and he stuck his head out the door, his eyes searching for a particular redhead.

"Sasori!" He called and the puppet turned and ran toward him.

"What?" He said, looking from Kakuzu to the battle and back to the stitched-man.

"I need a bottle of that blood regenerating serum. Do you have any?" Kakuzu asked quickly, wiping his hands off again.

"Yeah." Sasori said quickly and ran through the battle, making a bee-line for his chambers.

Going back into the infirmary, Kakuzu took away all of the bloody towels and replaced a clean one between Konan's legs. She still hadn't stopped bleeding there.

Checking her pulse, he heard it was quick and faint. Her heart was working too hard and not being able to pump enough blood. She was right on the edge of life and death and only the medicine Sasori was retrieving could save her.

"Here!" The puppet exclaimed, running through the door and throwing the vile to Kakuzu then quickly exiting again, a kunai in hand.

Catching it effortlessly, Kakuzu uncorked the bottle and sat Konan up a little, pouring the small amount of the vial's contents into her mouth.

Coughing lightly and blinking furiously, Konan struggled as she swallowed the dark green liquid.

The baby let out a wail and Kakuzu laid Konan back down on the table. Now the only thing that could happen was the concoction to take effect and help her blood supply by replicating the existing cells at a rapid speed. They would only be temporary, but that safety-net amount would give her body enough time to regenerate her own supply of blood-cells.

Picking the baby up with delicate hands, he looked at her clearly for the first time. She already had almost a full head of short yet striking blue hair and peered up at him with icy Rin'negan-ringed eyes. She looked like a perfect little replica of her parents.

No, she was a perfect little replica. She had survived the odds and would live to meet the two wonderful people that created her.

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Finally as the battle raged on, the Wind's defenses diminished enough to cause the others to retreat to save their own lives. Shuriken and bombs were showered upon the ninja that were running and evil calls and strings of curses followed after them, echoing through the deep ravine where the base was located.

The group's ragged breath was the last to quiet down as they stood together, Pein at the head of the group, making sure everyone was still there.

No one had been harmed beyond cuts and bruises. Kisame had a large gash in his bicep but wasn't worrying about it. Deidara's hair was tipped with different shades of red where he had been running about and getting smeared with blood. Sasori's body had a few dents and carvings but those could be easily repaired with a piece of sandpaper and his talent with wood. Hidan was cut up the most, but everyone knew that was nothing compared to what he did to himself almost every day.

Nodding slightly, everyone let Pein through the group to go to the infirmary. They decided to wait in the hall out of respect.

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The door carefully opened and Pein walked in, becoming gravely calm and serious.

Turning around, Kakuzu gave him a reassuring nod.

"I told you I wouldn't let her die. She's a kunoichi—stronger than most." Kakuzu said, gathering the little baby in his arms and walking toward Pein.

"And this," He said, handing Pein the tiny bundle. "Is your daughter."

Pein took the small child, his hands carefully holding the little girl close to his chest.

"…Kimiko?" He said softly, looking down at the small, peach colored infant that looked back up at him, her Rin'negan reflecting his own.

"She's…" He trailed off, too amazed to finish. "Perfect. I know." Kakuzu said, a small smirk of affirmation crossing his lips.

Holding the baby carefully, he walked over to Konan, touching the back of her palm. "Mitsukai…. I'm here… Our daughter's here too…." Pein said, his emotions threatening to spill over.

He didn't know how to feel right now. He had just come from one of the bloodiest battles he could have ever imagined and now was holding the smallest, most fragile piece of perfection one could imagine and was gazing at his most beloved person on earth as she slowly regained color to her cheeks.

"Konan… My love… You did it." He said softly, leaning down a little and brushing his lips to her forehead, tucking a little stray piece of blue hair behind her ear.

"Pei—…" She couldn't finish, her voice scratchy and dry, but her eyes opened a little, slightly glazed over but still alert.

"Baby… I'm right here… It's okay…" He said, stroking a thumb gently across her cheek.

"But…" She whispered, taking small, labored breaths and trailing her hand down to her stomach, feeling that it was flat again.

"She's alive, Konan… Our daughter… She's right here." He bent down a little and took his blue-haired lover's hand, carefully touching her fingertips to the baby's arm to let her feel the infant's soft skin.

"Our… girl?.." She said softly, her eyes widening slightly as she became a little more alert.

"Yes, your Kimiko… Our baby girl." Pein said with a loving smile. The child gave a soft coo afterwards.

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Kakuzu had let himself out of the room, knowing the pair would be fine now on their own.

The rest of the members were either sitting or leaning against the wall outside the door and they all looked up warily as Kakuzu exited, not knowing the news to expect.

"They're alive. Both of them." He said, nodding softly.

"Aw, un! What is it? A boy??" Deidara asked as every member's face brightened at the news.

"No, a girl actually. She has Pein's gift, though. Eyes of the Gods. I think they named her 'Kimiko'." Kakuzu said, giving off a soft shrug as he sat down against the wall next to Hidan and began to sew up the nasty wound on the Jashinist's side.

"Well, maybe now we can have a happy ending to all of this." Sasori said, running a hand through his hair that was messy as usual.

"Doubtful.." Itachi answered in a cold voice. "The war isn't over."

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AN: Alright! So there's a little semi-happy, semi-cliff-hanging ending for ya. Hope you enjoyed!

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