AU RP--

[mooneye]

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[mooneye]

It was strange. Not what he had expected, exactly. The curve was firm, under his hand. And there was... yes. All right. A flickering of life that he could sense there. Deep in, something with its own energy, a little pulse of secret chakra. He raised his other hand, dropped it, then raised it again and lay it close to his other. His right and left picked things up differently, sometimes--Uchiha, Senju.

[youngesthokage]

He stayed still, breathing carefully as he watched him. "I just... started to feel the little one move a few days ago. After Kisame left. I hadn't told anyone yet."

[mooneye]

He shook his head. Just a disbelieving, wondering little movement. Not exactly frowning anymore, but staring like he wasn't quite sure what to think. He could feel the warmth, the hard roundness, the breaths Itachi took. "Is it moving now...?" he asked slowly.

[youngesthokage]

He hesitated, then gave a single nod. "It's been reacting to you."

[mooneye]

That caught him off-guard. Because it made it sound like a person--and it occurred to Obito for the first time that it was a person, sort of. Not just something that had happened, a problem that was part of the Hoshigaki problem. He smoothed his hands along to Itachi's sides, and after considering for a moment bent and pressed his unscarred cheek against the belly.

[youngesthokage]

"In spite of the entire... stuck as a woman thing, the little one didn't really feel -real- until they started moving around." It was a murmur, and he hesitated before resting his hand on Obito's hair.

[mooneye]

Obito just stayed still, sort of distracted. "Do you think of this as..." He wasn't sure how to word the question exactly. "Are you glad?" And he shifted just a bit, leaning his cheek a little to the left. And there, because he had trained himself to be sensitive to tiny shifts in the world around him when he needed to be and because he was paying complete attention--he felt something. Very small, the tiniest little flutter. And he drew a sharp breath and froze.

[youngesthokage]

"I... yes. Yes I think I am." It was a murmur, and he watched him, staying still under the older man's focus, though the baby had no such qualms, by some method or another being aware enough of being paid attention to move around more.

[mooneye]

"But you're not totally sure." It wasn't quite phrased as a question. But he was fascinated now. Paying close, careful attention, drawing one hand closer to his cheek to feel the movement against his palm as well.

[youngesthokage]

He flushed some then. "The little one was an accident, but... I don't have any particular interest in not having had this happen either. Just... well. I'm a man, being a mother never crossed my mind."

[mooneye]

"Accident," he repeated. "It must have been very surprising for you." And he shifted to get more comfortable sitting on the floor. "...You know I've been a woman before, with this sort of jutsu, and I've never had anything like this happen." He drew back just enough to give Itachi a look that spoke of suspicion for just how much and in what way he was doing what had led to this with the Kiri-nin.

[youngesthokage]

He flushed and huffed softly, looking right back at him. "Yes, well, forgive me for experimenting."

[mooneye]

"Experimenting?" He dug at it. Okay, he couldn't help himself. Because, really. "There's experimenting and then there's experimenting, my dear..."

[youngesthokage]

He shifted, huffing softly. "It came up in conversation... and eventually I admitted a willingness to try it. It just.. was overzealous."

[mooneye]

Obito shook his head. Overzealous. Well, there was no doubt about that. He looked back down to the softly round belly, running his hand gently over it, picking up the tiny little flutters of movement once more. "Well. Do you have a name for it... him? Her?"

[youngesthokage]

He immediately shook his head, peering down at where he was being touched. "I... can't think of anything. Well. For a boy."

[mooneye]

"How about Obito the Second?"

[youngesthokage]

He blinked at him, then gave him a wry smile. "The name got taken out of consideration because I don't need a replacement you."

[mooneye]

"Baw. Too bad. It's an excellent name." And he lapsed into somewhat more serious thought.

[youngesthokage]

He played with his hair a bit, watching him as his fingers slowly ran through the newly brushed strands.

[mooneye]

"You could name it..." And he thinks Shisui but doesn't say that. Would it be cruel? To give a child that name? He isn't sure. "...Well. You'll come up with something."

[youngesthokage]

He smiled slightly, and it was sad. "I heard that." It was a low murmur, and he tightened his fingers slightly before sighing.

[mooneye]

"I don't know," he said. "Would it be sad? To be named after someone...?"

[youngesthokage]

He tilted his head slightly. "No, but don't you think there's more than enough of that? I'm technically named after Izuna, after all."

[mooneye]

He blinked at that. "Really?" The question had an odd edge to it.