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Motherhood

Cast: (Hinata x Oboro, Baby Hisame)
Prompt: Hinata and Oboro try to raise their son, while Oboro is reminded of her own parents.

Years of training as Takumi's retainers had their benefit- whenever baby Hisame would cry into the night, his parents would be ready for him in the span of seconds.

"Aw don't cry, little guy, we're here for ya!" Hinata picked up his son from the crib and held him gently. He tried making funny faces, but Hisame was not amused.

"Waaaaah!"

"C'mon, those are my best silly faces!"

Too tired for this, but not too tired for snark, Oboro cracked a grin. "You can't say that, you haven't even shown him your regular face yet."

"Harsh, Oboro!"

"I'm just kidding… Here, let me hold him."

The boisterous man grunted in confusion. "What are you gonna do? If you're gonna show him that once face of yours, he'll never go to sleep again!"

"Waaaaaaah!"

"Argh…" Oboro rolled her eyes. "No, stupid, I'm just gonna help him relax."

"Oh. Yeah that makes more sense, heh." Hinata gave the baby to his wife and rubbed his own neck. With full custody of the child, Oboro sat down and started rocking him. She held Hisame firmly, yet gently, and calmly hummed a tune. However, this did not seem to work.

"Waaaaah!"

Hinata tilted his head. "Is… Are you humming Hoshido's anthem?"

She glared at her husband. "What of it?!"

"Waaaaah!"

"Well, aren't babies supposed to hear really soothing songs or something?"

"It doesn't matter what song it is, you just have to sound relaxing!"

"Wait, can I hold him again?"

"Waaaah!"

Oboro inhaled through her teeth. "What are you planning?"

"I just remembered, we didn't burp him after dinner!"

Oboro stared forward, blankly. "… Aaaaugh!"

She immediately tended to Hisame's back, in an attempt to relieve him from gas. "urp!" The baby finally stopped crying and began to snuggle closer to his mother. "mamn… mumm…"

"Aww. He has the cutest burp…" she whispered.

"Phew." Hinata watched as Oboro held their boy for a little longer, before putting him back in the crib. With their parenting taken care of, they could finally return to bed themselves.

Hinata and Oboro sat back down in bed, and the father let out a large yawn. "G'night!"

"Night…" Oboro, on the other hand, seemed a little distracted. She lied there on her back, staring up at the wooden ceiling.

I can't believe it was so simple. How could we forget to burp him earlier? This would be so much easier if he could talk, instead of just crying for everything…

Then Oboro frowned. I wonder if my parents had this much trouble with me… Every day I've wanted to be able to speak with them again, but it's even worse now that I'm a mother. I can't talk to them, ask them what I was like, or anything. I wonder if… if they'd be happy to meet Hisame. Her lips began to curve upward. Of course they would. Then she laughed a bit. They'd probably dote on him more than they'd ever doted on me! Father would probably brag about how his hair color lives on through his grandson. Mother was amazing at designing clothes, she probably wouldn't rest until her grandson was the most stylish infant in all of Hoshido.

Oboro looked outside and saw the moon. Or rather, she saw a lack of moon. It was a new moon that night. The sleepy mother gazed in wonder. "Wow…" she whispered, "I hadn't even noticed… Heh." She looked back up at the ceiling and smiled again. A new moon… Except, I was sleeping just fine earlier. And I don't feel nervous now. Well, parenting is hard work, but… somehow it feels different from the chores I would always do on these nights.

Then at long last, Oboro closed her eyes.

Thank you, Hisame. Thanks for helping me to move on.

A/N:

This might be the most Hisame I'll ever write.

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