Date Created: June 21, 2014
Date Published: July 15, 2015
Summary: In which, the younger brother of the First Hokage thinks of his relationship with the cousin of the Ghost of the Uchiha.
Disclaimer: Naruto and characters (c) Masashi Kishimoto
The One Who Was Loved | o15
Having Uchiha Nyorai remove the child of the First Hokage and his wife from his stiff hold, had made Tobirama fill with great relief. It was his fourth time holding the baby in his arms, but he was still unable to get used to it because he was worried of hurting the delicate boy. So, when Nyorai excitedly offered to carry his nephew, Tobirama was more than relieved and grateful to hand the child over.
Careful, Tobirama warned.
Nyorai smiled warmly. Of course. She supported the neck and body of the child, and Tobirama placed a hand on the child's head. Was it difficult and painful, Mito? Her eyes moved from the bundle to the mother on the bed.
Mito noticed the fear in the eyes of the other woman and smiled. It was quite.
Twelve hours of labor, Hashirama commented.
Tw-Twelve?! Nyorai's breath hitched.
Indeed.
Nyorai went cold, and her face turned white; so Mito added, It is well worth it. My husband and I have a lovely son now.
Nyorai watched the child. I suppose that is of some truth.
The bundle moved. The child writhed and wiggled, yawning and stretching, in which caused Nyorai to panic. She looked to the man, searching for comfort, and she rocked the baby awkwardly.
To reassure the Uchiha, Tobirama placed his large hand on her small and trembling shoulder, as his other remained on the back of the child's head. Nyorai, on the other hand, focused on regaining her composure and holding the child safely in her arms.
His eyes are opening! Nyorai exclaimed.
My nephew, you are awake, Tobirama murmured.
The Uchiha had an excited expression that had her cheeks red and eyes wide. Tobirama remained composed, but he was also excited of meeting his nephew, for he was usually asleep.
You are of most cuteness!
When the child slid his attention to Tobirama, Tobirama smiled with the crinkles at the corner of his eyes. Good morning to you, Nephew.
Ah! He smiled in return!
Tobirama kissed the boy's forehead. My nephew, you are the most precious in the world.
Mito watched the whole ordeal and chuckled. Hashirama grinned and looked to his wife on the bed. He kissed the side of her head and whispered, It seems as if they are the mother and father of our little one.