Ch. 50

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Her screams ricocheted off the walls of the Uchiha's underground meeting place. The midwives were running around frantically to make the process as easy as they could on poor Mikubae. Heavy streams of perspiration trailed from her forehead to her clenched jaw. The smell of sweat and earth mixed in her nostrils. Her senses were heightened due to her vulnerable state; she could hear every little murmur made by the nurses, their scrapping feet against the paved ground, Kurama's strained roaring as he tried staying in Mikubae.


'Damn it brat, don't give in so easily," he yelled through gritted canines, "If this is how much your willpower amounts to then I'll take you over without a second thought!" His words were contradictory to his actions, but it was the needed amount of encouragement for the straining woman to realign her focus. She clenched her fists, enduring all of the pain, telling herself that she would not fall unconscious.




The seal was slowly unfurling, appealing to Kurama's animalistic instincts to flee from his hostess. His mind was just as blurry as her own. Mikubae released another pain filled scream from a new wave of contractions, breathing out every breath in her body like the midwives instructed her to. "You're doing so well, Mikubae-sama," they supported with practiced-calm voices. "Shinji will be here soon." Mikubae's chakra within started to alleviate her suffering a little on its own. The discomfort building in the tight muscles of her back had lessened much to her relief.


Said male happened to almost appear out of thin air with Kouka and Mito close behind. Mikubae had requested both of them to help with the birthing process. Shinji was a bit reluctant to let Mito enter the inner most part of the clan. But at the moment he didn't have any time to worry about anyone or anything else except Mikubae and her baby.




"Do you trust me?" His eyes searched mine for the answer.

Did she?

"With my life," she replied sincerely.

"Hn." He dropped a hand on her head. "Then rely on me."

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