Mito and Hashirama had become well settled within their marriage, though, neither were pleased; a tranquility had developed between them. A compromise was also made by both clans in regards to proper protocol, Mito would be retaining her Uzumaki name, as opposed to taking Hashirama's or he taking hers. Naruto, though inappropriately conducted -especially for a spouse of one of the village heads- looked upon the entire affair with a laughing disposition, not necessarily for his knowledge of the future forthcoming, but rather, with the understanding of all considering Hashirama an Alpha within his own time. 

An attempt had been made by both of the couple, they acknowledged their lack of input for their friend, and could not do more then keep an open door for Hashirama should he need it. Naru, in particular, doing his best to offer a comfort for one whom could never have what he did; neither in romance or in man. That is unfortunately why, very slowly in the way of a creeping predator, a guilt came upon him; this for all that he had perceived to have stolen.

Regardless, he had frequented himself to be by Madara's side as his pregnancy progressed. Occasionally, he would sneak passing glances at Hashirama while he walked so surrounded by silence and while in the company of Mito. Naruto would then feel something within himself clench foreboding at his own selfish inclination; as he was happily conversing with his Homupowa. Even more daunting, a fear would settle as he rested his hand upon the life growing within himself and therein he would feel such a guilt. One not meant for the life there.

As it were, he was now nearing his due, uncomfortable in his eighth month yet walking through the marketers road glancing at the new materials. Opposing his Homupowa by being without his escort and revealing in the mischievous antidote that represented. Finding much interest in a piece of cookware appearing a poor copy of one he had in the Konoha he knew -an earlier model perhaps. It peaked at him, rivening melancholy alongside humour.

"You are Uchiha yes?"  So said a hefty set man to the Omega's right most side, appearing upon him a tilted smile placed in habit, not greeting. Regardless, Naru made himself poised to handle a diplomatic affair, as had happened on occasion in accordance with his position. Making his own of a kind reception, glancing at the group behind the man, all of which bore bo's upon their backs, and a stern look making all their eyes. Clearly marked as members of a clan, though not adjoined to the village as of yet from what Naruto knew -which was much- they were not hostile as they had asked politely instead of attacking whence he left the market road.

"I am, Uchiha Naru, the Matriarch of the clan."

"We are representatives of the Sarutobi clan, we came to speak in terms of a contractorial alliance between our peoples, perhaps settlement within the village." Naruto paused in his thinking merely a moment, though began treading from whence he had came as guide. There had been speak of their clan joining within Konoha many moons ago. Madara had mentioned during their courting that the Sarutobi were expected but never arrived thus. The possibility had been made, that their clan had been killed off as no massive of apology had been received. He could recall Hashirama disappointed for several days, but he had not known the reasoning; having been enveloped by his studies and proving his pacifistic intent to the current residents.

The entire affair had been nearly two years ago, to have been upheld for so long was suspicious, and the former Uzumaki had enough of a mind unclouded by pregnancy to realize a potential threat. Therein he stood himself as calmly as possible given his belly, and provoked himself into a display of uncertainty. "That was long ago Sarutobi-san, why my husband and I were nye strangers when you were invited for discussions. Now, I am with child, you understand my..." he did so despise when his own impotence struck him incompitant in times of duress -such as his first confrontation with Zabuza so long ago.- "...Hesitation." The wording came as benefit as the pause seemed to act as highlight for the questionable circumstance.

They did not prolong their answer, instead sighed deeply, and presented a sound reasoning, which given his lacking knowledge Naruto was forced to conclude as rational: "We were due to arrive much earlier, yes. Alas a war broke out during our travels and we were forced to conclude the battle before we could arrive, less be killed along with it; We were made to fight for a cycle and two seasons, then a further three seasons travel from our original home in the high mountains." He pondered on the point, though having never been good with calculations did obscure the process slightly, Naru did find himself made nervous over the accuracy of the situation.

Which was why then his entire body contracted in pain, he assumed it to be the added weight of stressful tidings; of which he was meant to adamantly avoid. However, once it struck again, nearly toppling him into the Sarutobi delegate. Whom managed to grasp at his shoulders, luckily preventing a catastrophe. As a pooling of water began under his feet and panic gripped upon him quicker then a lightning blade piercing thusly through him. Pain following there soon after, emanating as a kunai in his abdomen would. Another then forcing a violent pressure down upon him as he weezed out a pained whimper. While the Sarutobi members seemed uncertain beside him, their leader the only one remaining calm.

Naruto took a moment of contemplation to realize he was giving birth; a month early.

Scattered about the street, various Uchiha began to hold off those who could interrupt, while the Omega therein came to aid. The most helpful being a Uchiha wife Naru recognized as Taiji, a woman who had been born to the Nara clan and married as an alliance agreement. Though he wasn't in any particular inclination of chivalry, so his find reasoning for screamed profanity was logical by circumstance. She hiked up his skirt for all to see, and he may have sworn at her in protest. No matter the help she sought to provide. As it were, none whom weren't Uchiha gathered around, even the Sarutobi had been pushed into the rest of the crowd rather glad for it by all appearances.

Naruto found himself strained not to scream, despite his previous vast experience with being stabbed, burnt, even boiled, this could not compare. Kunai stabbed thusly forward into his abdomen as cramping littered along the most pained edges. Made worse by the burning of his seal beginning to activate, as Kyuubi screamed out his want for freedom. The daunting task of giving birth and holding down a beast of anger was made all the more horrid by the pain ingrained therein. More then once he found blackness behind his eyelids as exhaustion threatened to take his consciousness.

"Naru." He glimpsed upwards to see his husband kneeling beside him, Hashirama was now aiding in the birth; mainly by restraining the seal, straining to withhold the seal as-it-were. While Taiji told him to push periodically, Madara attempted comfort by chastising his choice of birthing spot. Naruto did find himself laughing, if only at the poor attempt made, Madara, Naruto knew was terrible with humour; he could be made to laugh easily but the process of conjuring that laughter in others was a concept forgin to him. Naruto always found an amusement in his attempts. A kiss, pressed against his forehead, reminding him, oddly, that his headband no longer rested there.

Pain blacked his eyes once more, white blinded at his vision obscurely into blurred images near familiar. Pink mainly colouring his sight, a glimpse of a woman he knew scaring him, as voices clouded but reaching: "Sakura- focus on-"

"I'm losing him Taichu-"

"-Naruto!"

Moments of pain passed as realization came upon him. Although he envisioned it a hallucination, the images he saw were of his friendships long gone, he glimpsed Sakura, Jiraiya, Tsunade, all sitting around him trying to hold at his broken body; he knew not why. Alas the delusion was made so poignant a smile crested at his lips for the sight. As his eyes opened blue, to his husband grinning down upon him, tears escaping as they met to kiss gently.

A gladness filling in his chest. Slightly made melancholy by the sadness baring upon him in missing Kou. People all whom he knew in the long forgone past -future to come.-

Then a cry broke the silence.

With tears streaking across his vision, blurring in water and salt, he glanced to the small bundle held protective in the Hokage's arms. A giggle broke through him, surprisingly a giggle came also from the stoic Uchiha cradling him. A happiness growing large at the uplift of realizing he was now made a Mother; that which he never had was his own. That alone brought something special to his mind; a glimmer he knew not before.

"Well done my love." Madara kissed at his forehead once more, Naru did think it a tactic to hide the tears he had want for others to never see.

"A male Alpha! Well done Naru!" The Senju held him high, with a careful arm. Though Naru knew his energy was well worn, he did attempt to glimpse at his son. By all appearances he was healthy -though small. With a head of black hair, slightly tan skin, and tightly shut eyes. To one vacant of family, he was the most beautiful of sights, Naru could imagine no more perfect; when the squirming red bundle of life was placed into his arms the blonde hanayome could hardly hold him properly, still giggles of joy followed him subsequently as did tears.

In brief longing glance, Naruto noticed his husband's tears fell freely, nearly -if not more so- as his own. "What will you name him?" It was Hashirama who spoke to both of them, and while Naru found himself fearing a jealousy, his iris's caught only a deep gladness hidden inside brown eyes. In turn, he smiled, Madara beside placed his larger hand upon the one cradling their son.

"It is tradition that the Uchiha Mother name the first born." Naruto found himself with a simple answer.

"I wish to name him after someone important, my mentor." Looking down on the scrunched face again, the closed eyes, tanned skin, black hair.

"Uchiha Jiraiya."