Reviving Hatake

Summary: Young, fragile, and confused, Hinata finds herself arranged to marry not a Hyuga but a certain Hatake
Author: BubbleWarrior32
Pairing: Kakashi H. X Hinata H.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. (Even if I want to)

Chapter Eleven: A Blessing And A Curse

Small feet padded onto the soft and smoothly polished bamboo floor of the Hyuga household. Hinata's long and dark hair swayed as she walk slowly, then stops as she halted and knocked on another familiar door and opened it when she heard his approval of her entering.

"Father" Her soft smile lingered on her face, blooming with peach blush and shining eyes. "Hinata, you look healthier"

"I feeling better" She replies, her lavender dress giving him a good view of how long she was now. Eight months. Eight months and striving.

Then another feud against one liner sentences began. The older pale eyed man assisted her to sit on a high chair leveled to his desk. "What is it that continues to bother you?"

"Father, I have something to ask of you"

Hiashi's birds flew across their cage, chirping loudly hoping to break the deadly silence. Pale white eyes met its counter part. Hiashi held his sad sigh and gripped on to his daughter's hand.

His right eyebrow rose as he tilted his head to the let, asking her to continue. "I beg you that if I don't make it. I beg you not to harm my son"
"Son"

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"Then we have to make a deal. I will not harm him, so you do your part" Hinata blinks, squeezing the larger hand and again holding back her tears. "You have to make it"

"F-Father, please...I-I am afraid"
"Hinata..."

Her tight hold on his hand was bearable, but her tears shedding in front of him was heart breaking. He was selfish, and all the devils of hell knows that. He was a leader of the clan and part of the village- to whom he owed respect and protection...but he was also a father.

"Your mother cried every night before she gave birth to you, having the same feeling of death getting nearer-" her tightened grip on his made him pause. His eyes focusing on the begging eyes of once innocent child he swore to protect.

"I-I love my child that I am willing to die for him, but if I do...then who will protect him when I am gone?"

...he squeezed her hand tighter, "You're thinking too much"

His tensed muscles bothered her even from afar. Hinata stepped closer and tried to tap his shoulders just to let him know that he's not alone in there house. Of course she knew that he knew she was there all along - it was just that he wanted to be ignore her for awhile.
"You're home early"

Slowly he pulled her closer to him, a pregnant space making it awkward but just the same warm. The season was cold, though it was very well known that snow was short in Konoha but it was longer now than Kakashi ever remembered. "Yeah, I am taking leave of absence till you give birth"

"'Kashi"
Pulling him with her to the small garden, she wrapped his arms around her swollen middle and leaned on his chest. "I have something to ask of you, K-Kakashi"

His chin then rested on top of her head, "Anything"
White eyes met his, a small smile then escaping her lips..."Promise me not to let the elders take our child"
His chest tensed again and Hinata knew very well now, why. He hated when she talked like that, he hated that he had and has to hear it. he hates the fact that the probablity of her dying is high - that everything happened so unfairly, and it was partly his fault.
He nodded and hugged her tighter. "You'll be okay, don't think of anything."

"But we're taking chances here, we're unsure of the future" Panic rises in her voice, cracking, pleading...

"You'll be ok" You have to be okay. I'll make sure you'll be okay.

Hinata patted her swollen middle and half-smiled. "I-I am sure I'm just as excited to see you too...but you've got to be really strong ok?" She continued to sigh her depression as the warm shower try to calm her. Lavender scent lingered on her skin; soft, wet and silky strands of hair sticking on her also wet skin.

Her tender breast heaved as she tried to supress her sobs. Hinata twisted the knob to the right - too afraid to let him hear her and then the water poured over more.
A soft kick from her womb made her gasp and giggle, "I'm okay. Kaa-san is okay."

I've got to be okay.
So promise me too you'll be just fine, just be fine and I'll be okay...

Tears escaped her pale eyes and her lower lip shivers from guilt. For once she had something to hold. For once she had someone to cherish - someone she knew she just can't live without...For once she knows it's better to risk it all than lose that special someone. And for once - for the first time, she felt most supressed, most depressed, most helpless...for this one time, she knew and she accepts that she just can't do more to protect this baby. That maybe, this will be the last time she'll get to protect this bundle of gift from her heavens.

You're getting too emotional. It's just hormones. I have got to calm down. I have got to calm down.
I'll be okay. I should be okay.

Her light lavender dress swayed with the breeze as she walked to the garden, spotting the very much asleep Kakashi under the tree, orange book resting on his nose and both hands crossed. Hinata's right hand found its way to his cheeks, freeing the suffocating book away from his already masked face. He stirred and stared at her, emotionless.

"Hey"

"Hey"

Her lower lip quivered again, her eyes both back blinking.

Hinata felt like a deer caught on headlights of a truck. His eyes were steady and calm, both pair showing opposite emotions. She traced his features with her soft fingers, his sharp and handsome features. Deep set of eyes, tall nose bridge, thin lips, high cheek bones, strong and angular jaws. All she's wishing is to see, feel, and remember all of them again - maybe this is the last time she'd get to touch them the way she does right now.

She hitched a deep breath.

"Damned hormones." She cursed, wiping the tear from her left eyes and smiled again. it wasn't the first time he's heard her curse, ever since the pregnancy she had been in a lot of mood fights with herself - but not too moody as others warned him. He silently smirked and stared back at her.
"Sorry"

"Hey" He greeted again, this time his palm caressed her soft and pale cheeks that quickly turned into shades of crimson as she heard him.

Hinata shook her head and he pulled her close to his chest. She embraces him tight, hitching another deep breath. "let's just stay like this for awhile" Then she started to count his heartbeats, then his breathing, then his sighs.
"I love you"

He looked over to him and curved his lips downwards. "I love you" He repeated.

"say it again" She whispered. "Say it again, please"
Foreheads touching, he smiled..."I love you."

Cold fat sweat beands rolled on his forehead, his neck and his back. He couldn't even hear his former students mutter and chat in nervous whispers or watch his knees numb in anxiety. Kakashi wallowed another dry throat.

If only anxiety could kill him at the moment, he'd prefer it that way. Kakashi knew better than almost ripping his muscles as he fist and relax his hands, stretch him fingers, almost tempted to bite his thumb off and pull his hair from his scalp. Good heavens.

The mantra of 'think positive, she can do it' repeated more than a billion for a minute however, the fact that his thoughts from the talk with the council invaded his brain for more than an hour now...his anxiety rises again. His DNA was taken even before the marriage, it was to make sure the possibilities that the next generation of heir would just be as powerful or if fortune dictates, even more powerful. Nevertheless in Kakashi's understanding, all the council wanted was to produce a killing machine.

Why did you let them have their wish? They gave you a wife- Hinata in exchange for your own child to become something you know they can turn into a killing machine? But damnit, isn't it better for the whole village? God I am all screwed up! My old man arranged me to a Hyuuga without knowing whose eyes I'd be wearing and the Hyuuga had planned it all. Hiashi wanted Hanabi to rule the clan without Hinata branded branch member so he had to marry her off to me - in respect with my father's will. And all the problem laid down to the elders who in return planned this DNA merging. I don't understand.

I am supposed to be happy that I'd get to be a father. A family. Hatake Kakashi, the forever bachelor of his time, settled and a father. Hinata...
Hinata, please, please make it. I know I am asking for too much, but please...please live. Please live for me.

Her panting and ear piercing screams echoed in his ears. Swiftly, he turned his attention to the door swinging violently as another medic ran into the room. Then he felt an equally large hand rest on his tensed shoulder. Again, turning his head to acknowledge the person, he met pale eyes staring at him again. This time, it was a cold pair of eyes that shadowed worry.

"Hiashi-sama"
"Kakashi"

"She's channeling the chakkra to the baby" Hiashi's cold voice then melted his senses. The height of the men standing side by side behind the door of the emergency room were not quite far from each other. "She has to, since the baby is premature"

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All Kakashi could hear was his heartbeat, but just the same he felt like he had to dug out his heart and start listening to what Hiashi was saying. He swallowed again and 'hned'

"He's out"

"He? A son? H-How is she? Hinata?"

and for awhile, Kakashi didn't know he was holding much breath when he heard the baby cry. Soft, silent, high pitched cry - soft. "Kakashi"

"H-Hiashi-sama?" Kakashi's eyes were a bit wider as his peripheral view gives him a picture of what his former students looks were. All were happy, sighing in relief but for him, his heart beating hitched a beat or two.

"The Hokage is doing her best"

Eight long days felt like eight damned years for him. Kakashi blinked as he leaned his forehead on the nursery window, peeking again on the small bundle of joy in the incubator. He looked nothing like a son of a ninja - he was too innocent. Too weak.

Silver hair with roots of deep violet, pale flushed complexion, deep set eyes and a chubby figure. He surely did not look like he was premature. Kakashi wanted to smile, even if his mask covers it all, but a tug in his heart pulled him closer to reality. All he wanted to happen is that the floor opens up its way to hell and swallow him alive.

You've got to be patient. You've got to be strong...For now, you're all I have, so you have to be strong. Be strong for me, I beg you.

"Now now, let's not pierce a hole on my very expensive glass here, Kakashi" Kakashi blinked his tear away and sniffed. "Tsundae-sama"

"You're such a drama king, it's only been eight days"

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Eight fucking days. Eight hell days. Eight freagin' days - numbers of days had passed but who gives a fuck? All he wanted was for her to wake up. For his child to be healthier, for him to turn back time and ... he'd rather not risk it all.

Eight fucking days.

"His eyes," Tsunade sighed, leaning on the window to have a good look on the sleeping child and then glanced sidewards to Kakashi who almost looked like he was not giving a damn about the child's eyes, "are plae as Hyuuga's, but our DNA sampling of him was quite...impressive. It's a combination. His eyes can be trained for sharingan"
"Hiashi-sama told me it was not perfect" Kakashi's low and rough voice made the Hokage blink. Has he not been sleeping?

"It's not, since he's physically weak. Nothing much to worry about though. He's not giving promise being the best as you were/ are - but he's just been born.I have to go, tend on some papers"

"Hai"

"Kakashi, sleep. You need one"

Eight days. Eight fucking freaking days felt like eight fucking decades. Who gets to sleep now?

Hinata. Please. Wake up already. It's been eight days. Please.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: AM ALIVE! I am sorry I had to delay my update - I caught a flight to Hong Kong from PHL, so I wasn't able to update and I almost also missed the flight back. I almost died there. Oh well. Two more chaps to go before the epilogue! Love me guys, you ought to love me for giving you an almost- heart attack. Love lots!