Chapter 10
“Alright, are you ready for this otouto?” Hashirama spoke as he entered the Uchiha clans main house, turning to walk into the Uchiha clan heads room, where his younger brother was laid up in bed. The sight of his little brother was something he had never seen in his entire life. A thick layer of sweat was shining on his skin, bangs sticking to his forehead where his usual happuri would have rested, the rest of his hair disheveled and sticking up every which way out of the horrendous bun Izuna had tried (and failed) hastily to help put his rivals hair up into. Tobirama’s eyes remained closed, eyebrows tensed in pain as Hashirama entered the room, resting as both Uchiha brothers continued to allow their chakra to flow from within themselves and into the pregnant albino male trying to help alleviate some of the pain the younger male was in.
Hashirama smiled sadly at the state his brother was in, walking further into the room, rounding his way to the bedside of his baby brother. Taking Tobirama’s hand into his own, rubbing his thumb across the top of his knuckles all while pumping a large blast of his own healing chakra into the albino male.
Tobirama slowly opened his eyes to give his brother a vile look, one that if looks could actually kill Hashirama would have just dropped dead instantly, his brother's cold looks are what he was known for, but with the subsequent cease fire, and peace it had been months since he had the… pleasure of seeing one of those looks cross his otouto’s face
“Ready as I’ll ever be to gain a vagina for a month.” Tobirama dead panned as he glared at his older brother.
‘Right… right of course, ok I’ll begin preparing you for the jutsu then. Madara, Izuna if you could please continue to help with chakra infusions after we begin that will be substantially more helpful to the outcome and more beneficial to the one that the jutsu is being cast onto, if you both could lend a hand in helping Tobi sit up.”
The Uchiha brothers jumped into action at the orders, both place a hand each on the lower back of the albino male, while their other hands each held a hand of Tobirama’s which supplied a continuous chakra infusion. Tobirama groaned at the sudden movement, the pain in his abdomen, ribs, and pelvis had been accumulating the last couple of days more so as of late with the date of he jutsu procedure being right around the corner, the recent incidents not helping his condition any.
The body of a person, who was not originally meant for child birth would of course have more problems than someone who was rightfully equipt for carrying a child to term and then birthing them. Although Tobirama had severely misjudged the pain and suffering of those who bear and bring the little bright minds of children to life.
While Tobirama had always had a soft spot for children, even more so than Hashirama or either of the Uchiha brothers had, as for Tobirama had already raised and lost two children that were like his very own unlike the others in the room around him, after his mother passed away, Betsuma passed the duty of child rearing onto that of 9 year old Tobirama.
While Hashirama was away training to become the clan head, and gallivanting around with their then enemy, Tobirama was forced into the role of parent way too early, losing both Kawarama and Itama so close to each other and soon after his own mothers demise nearly broke him. Tobirama had hoped and prayed to every Kami he could think of that the trauma of seeing Itama dying before his very eyes would go away, as he was a fraction of a second too late to prevent the child killing squad from murdering his last little brother while he was out to get herbs and plants for experiments that were conducting together would.
Tobirama mercilessly and callously, killed the three men that belonged to the Kaguya clan, that had hunted, chased, and snuffed out the bright shining light of his otouto, disregarding the fact he was only a small child.
Tobirama was almost sure the unrecognizable chakra signature he sensed back then had belonged to one of their long standing enemies, the Uchiha, although now with the situation at hand, as he carried such a small life, one that shined bright with endless opportunities and hope within himself.
A small life that would one day become the next Uchiha heir he was glad it was another clan who had taken his little brother out of this world and not the Uchiha. Tobirama is unsure if he would be able to raise his and Madara’s child unbiased and unprejudiced to one of their fathers clans, if the Uchiha had been the ones to take the last of his first ‘children’ away from him.
Tobirama was roused from his inner turmoil as he heard his brother direct the two Uchiha brothers in the room.
”take ahold of one of his shoulders each, while using your other hand to help continue the chakra transfusion as this will cause some intense pain in the pelvis as the hips will widen more to accommodate a natural birth.” Hashirama spoke as he directed the two brothers on how to position and hold Tobirama.
Tobirama let out a pained groan as he was put into position for the jutsu to be casted on him, Hashirama placed glowing green hands around the pelvis area of his brother. After scanning his pelvis as well as going through with a full body scan just to be sure there were no major risks to performing the jutsu at that moment.
”Alright Otouto… I’m sorry but this is most likely going to be a painful transformation, I’ve only performed this on myself when I was younger and another who wished to have a biological child, in both cases neither party was already carrying a child.”
“This is safe, correct? It isn’t going to harm the fetus is it?” Tobirama asked concern washing over his features.
”It shouldn’t cause any harm to the baby, all this will be doing is enhancing features and swapping body parts for another that have nothing to do with the current development of the fetus.” Hashirama explained, taking a breath before continuing talking.
”This is the only way I can see this being a safe birth for you and the fetus, while I could cut the fetus out when you sense labor beginning, there is no guarantee I can get to the Uchiha compound in time before the baby becomes distressed and in danger… While I plan to be here to help assist in the birth things could always try and prevent that. At least this way you can begin laboring even if I can’t for some Kami reason make it right on time.” Hashirama finished explaining as he flashed a smile in his little brother's direction.
“I agree, I would hate for something to happen to my child if you couldn’t make it here in time to assist, and while the Uchiha healers definitely could cut the baby out, without you present it will be difficult to heal my wounds with precision. Alright let's get on with it then.”
“Okay everyone brace themselves as I begin casting the jutsu, after I finish casting the jutsu I will need to help anchor Tobi’s chakra to yours Madara, as it will help aid in him keeping this transformation until the birth, you will need to stay close by for the remaining two months he has left within his pregnancy.”
”I wouldn’t leave so close to the due date anyways, I have filed to be off missions for the foreseeable future with Izuna and Hikaku alternating in taking missions and going together on ones that would require the clan heads assistance.” Madara said, brushing the bangs out of Tobirama’s eyes to place a kiss on his forehead.
”Ew gross, let’s get on with this Hashirama.” Izuna faked gaged at the display of affection.
”Shut up Izuna.” Madara said, smacking his brother upside the head.
”Alright, let's just begin, you imbeciles!” Tobirama yelled at them.
“Alright here it goes!” Hashirama said, beginning some complex hand signs that continued for a long while before stopping and pushing his chakra within his brother.
For a while Tobirama felt nothing, but a few minutes had passed after the jutsu ended an agonizing pain took over him as his lower parts started to burn and pelvis began to widen in real time.
The albino male tried to keep the pain bottled up within without showing it, but as Madara squeezed his hand a little tighter, he looked up at him making eye contact with black eyes, eyes he used to be so afraid to look into as they could spell his demise at any moment if they so choose too.
Although now looking into the eyes of the older male brought him immense comfort and peace, the raven haired male was looking at him with such love and worry he knew this pain would be worth it in the end, before he knew it the pain had subsided and he was laid back on the bed while Hashirama worked to create an anchor between his and Madara’s chakra, while he drifted off into a deep sleep.
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Tobirama awoke from his sleep a few hours later, in a dark room illuminated slightly by a few lit candles, looking to his left he saw Madara sleeping by his chair while still holding his hand. A blush took over his face as he smiled to himself, slightly shifting in the bed to get more comfortable, accidentally tugging his hand from Madara’s grasp causing Madara to shoot awake and look around in worry.
”Are you alright?” Madara asked, rushing to the side of the younger male's bed.
”Yes, perfect. I was just re-adjusting myself.” Tobirama chuckled at the raven haired male’s uncharacteristically wide eyes.
“Phew, I’m glad nothings wrong.” Madara sighed as he sat back in his seat, pushing his hair out of his own face.
As Madara began to wind down Tobirama decided to broach the topic that had been plaguing his mind since the attack
“This is out of the blue but have you thought of any names for our baby?” Tobirama asked the older male.
”I do have one name I liked that I saw from the Uchiha archives when I was younger, but I didn’t want to mention it” Madara said, rubbing the back of his neck
”Well?… what is it?” Tobirama asked smiling softly.
”I really liked the name Kazumi for a future daughter of mine, but if you don’t like it, it’s fin-“
“It’s perfect…” Tobirama interrupted him mid sentence, stroking his belly softly.
“What? You like the name? Actually?” Madara asked, slightly shocked.
”That’s her name… Our little Kazumi.” Tobirama said, smiling as he rubbed where she was currently kicking.
”Thank you Tobirama.” Madara said and before Tobirama could reply that there was nothing to thank him for a pair of lips interlocked with his own.
-TBC?-