Freefall (Kakashi HatakeXOC Part1)

It had been about a week and a half since Obito was born, we were supposed to be able to leave the hospital today actually. I was just waiting for Kakashi to come back to the room I was in, he was talking to Amaya, I think. They might be talking about what's going to happen when we leave, I'm not really sure.

Obito was currently being cradled in my left arm, while my right hand was at his head, my fingers gently brushing over his soft hair. It was still hard to believe that he was here with me, that Kakashi and I were finally parents after so long. But a sad feeling still loomed over me, especially lately. Kakashi and the others were going to leave for the war in two days, and it being a war and all, I have no idea if he'll return back to us. The only thing I can really do I hope he'll pull through it, and he'll be careful out there. It saddens me more when I think about how he'll be leaving, and our son has only been with us for a little over a week. It's hardly enough time for either of them to connect with one another, and form that bond between a father and his child. Of course, since I've spent more time with Obito, I had a better start than Kakashi did.

I looked at the infant in my embrace, a small smile found its way to my lips as I look over him. He looked like a miniature version of Kakashi, well, he did to me. I looked up as the door was opened, and in came said silver haired male with Amaya right behind him. He comes over to me as Amaya starts to say,

"You can leave now if you'd like, Keira. You and Obito should be good to go home, I haven't found anything to show otherwise."

It was a relief we were able to leave, yet I was kind of worried at the same time. I can't help but think about what's going to happen once we actually do get home, I'm nervous about caring for Obito without Amaya's help. She's been guiding me on what to do and what not to do with him, I remember all she's taught me, I only feel like I'll forget everything once I'm put in the situation on my own.

Kakashi slides his hand behind my back and helps me into a sitting position from my current slouched one, which causes Obito to stir slightly. He opens his eyes and looks at me, then to Kakashi. Upon seeing him, Obito reaches for him with his tiny hands. That small smile that was on my face seemed to grow a little at seeing this, looking to Kakashi, I ask simply,

"Would you?"

He nods and moves his hand from my back to under Obito's head, his other went to the child's back, to support his small body. Kakashi holds him in his arms close to his chest as he then asks,

"Are you able to get up on your own?"

I nodded, I could manage by myself. At least, I think I can. It's already been a week, so my body should be normal by now. If not, it's not that big of a deal. If I do need help, I'm sure Amaya will be at my side to do so. I swung both my legs over the side of the bed and moved my hands behind myself, I pushed off the bed and stood shakily on my feet. I reached out and put my hand on Kakashi's shoulder to steady myself.

"You don't have to rush yourself," Amaya says with a quiet sigh,

"I'm sure you're wanting to spend time together at home, but that's no reason to push yourself when you shouldn't."

She was right, it didn't feel like I was pushing myself too hard though. Maybe I was, hell, I don't know if I was or not. My knees felt a little weak, but it wasn't something that serious to keep me from walking. I shake my head and reply to her,

"I'm only a bit unsteady, I'll be fine after walking around some."

She doesn't say anymore, I let my hand slide from Kakashi's shoulder as I started to slowly step towards the door. I felt my whole lower half shaking, I wasn't going to let it stop me now, however. My left knee felt wobbly still as I reached the door and leaned against it, I ignored it as I walked back to the bed and then leaned against the foot of it. Looking over at the two of them, I saw Amaya had a stoic expression on her face, while Kakashi only seemed to be amused by seeing me try to walk on my own. I frown at them and look away,