"I need a wee..." Hotaru whined, her head lolling back on the sofa. This pregnancy thing was getting old; this was the seventh time in the last half hour!

Kiba gave his fiancée a strange look. "Go to the loo then."

Hotaru sighed, "Too lazyyy..."

Kiba folded his arms, "So? What do you want me to-"

He cut off as the redhead suddenly lunged at him, and clung around his torso. Damn, for a pregnant lady, she was fast.

"Carry meeee!"

"What?! No way!"

"Pleeeaaaaseee!!"

"Go yourself!"

"Kibaaaaaaaaaa-"

"Alright, fine!" Kiba went and helped the pregnant woman to her feet, cursing the day when Hotaru gained such mastery of the puppy dog eyes that always melted him into mush.

After about ten minutes, Hotaru was back in her bed again, fiddling with the bedsheets.

"Seriously, what is up with your bladder today?! I've lost count of how many times I've had to take you to the bathroom!" Kiba complained, and Hotaru scowled at him.

"Well, pardon me for being pregnant!"

"Hey, quit using that as an excuse!" the pair were too caught up in arguing to hear the front door slam.

"You would too if you were pregnant!"

"Yeah, but I'm not and never will be!" Kiba exclaimed, "Sorry for being a guy!"

"Sorry for being a woman!" Hotaru retorted irritably.

"Just calm down, would'ja?!" Kiba threw his arms up.

"Yeah, well, maybe if you wore a condom I would!!" Hotaru yelled, and then the two abruptly fell silent as someone giggled.

"H-Hana? What are you doing here?!" Kiba asked, turning a very noticable red.

"I came by to drop off some of that baby stuff. You really need to stop getting it delivered to our house, everyone keeps asking if I'm pregnant." Hana said, dumping a box on the side. Hotaru was out of the bed like a shot, using a kunai that had been left on the windowsill to slice open the box. Once it was open, she paused, then stared at the kunai. This was followed by a death glare to her husband.

"Did you leave this kunai laying around?" she asked, eerily calm.

"Er... maybe... why..?" Kiba immediately had to duck to dodge the kunai that had been flung towards him. It stuck into the wall behind where his head had been. "What are you trying to do?!"

"Idiot! We're going to have a baby crawling around here soon, don't leave sharp things laying around!" Hotaru exclaimed, waving a fist.

"It was up high, wasn't it?! It's fine!"

"It's not fine!" Hotaru huffed in frustration, "Hana-san, help me out here!"

"It's not fine, Kiba." Hana affirmed, then chuckled, "You really need babyproofing, Otouto." the elder Inuzuka glanced to Hotaru, "Want me to take him off your hands? Me and Mom'll give him a quick crash course on safety."

"Please." Hotaru sighed, and Kiba frowned.

"Fine, fine. I'll go 'learn how to be safe'." he said sarcastically.

When he returned, his eyes were wide. He came through the door alone- Hana had obviously stayed at her home- and immediately started taping strange padding to every corner or point he could find. The corner of the wooden table- that was taped. The metal door handle- that was taped. The corner of the stairs, door of the glass cabinet, pointy part of the Sofa arm- taped, taped, taped.

"Kiba... I think you're going a bit overboard..." Hotaru mumbled, sweatdropping as she watched her husband run around and pad anything he thought was too pointy for a baby to be around. He leapt up and grabbed her by the arms.

"Don't you see?! The baby could fall onto the corner of the table and poke his eye out, or get cut on the corner of the glass door!" she could see in his eyes that Tsume and Hana's 'Crash course' had turned him into a paranoid Father. "Corners are very dangerous!"

Hotaru rubbed her face. "Calm down. You've gone from one extreme to the other." she rolled her eyes, "You're hardly going to poke an eye out by falling onto a table..."

But the more she looked at the table corner, and the more she imagined it happening, the more unnerved she became... so the tape stayed.

* * *

"KIBA!!"

"WHAT?!"

Hotaru sprang into the Living room area, astounding Kiba once again by how fast she moved- being eight and a half months pregnant and all. She looked further infuriated by his relaxed position on the sofa, leisurely playing Pokémon on his Nintendo DS (Soryy, had to! XD).

"Look at this candle!" she held it in his face. It could barely even be called a candle; it had melted down to the point that it was just a nub with a burnt bit of wick sticking out of the top.

The brunette rose an eyebrow. "What about it?"

"It's been in this state for weeks and no one has gotten rid of it! It looks terrible!" the redhead yelled, frustrated, "I can't bring a baby into this kind of environment!"

He stared at her for a moment, then sighed, took the candle nub from her, and threw it across the room and into the bin. Then he went back to his game. With nothing left to be angry about, she left. Kiba didn't say anything. He knew she was only acting crazy because of her pregnancy hormones.

"Kiba!!!" he flinched.

'What now...?' he sighed to himself.

"What?" Hotaru, annoyed by the fact that he didn't even look up from his game as he said it, threw the candle holder from the nub candle at him. It gained  purchase on his head, and he sprang up. "Ow! What was that for?!"

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!!" she exclaimed, "Damn it, you're so infuriating!!!"

"Why are you so angry?!" Kiba demanded, dodging as she threw a hairbrush at him.

"I don't know!! I'm just angry!!" Hotaru screamed back. Kiba threw his hands into the air.

"Then calm down!!" he yelled, and his pregnant wife shrieked wordlessly at him.

"I will not calm down!!" she roared, and Kiba couldn't help but feel a little scared of the terrifying harpy that was his wife. "I'm hormonal, I'm allowed to be angry!!"

In a fit of rage, the redhead launched the mantelpiece clock at her husband. He ducked, and the wooden clock flew and smashed through the window. The brunette quickly straightened and whipped around, cursing as he stared at the empty windowpane and shattered glass.

"Crap! Why the hell did you do that?!" he yelled. Naruto and Sasuke appeared through the doorway, which had been left open due to the extreme heat.

"A pregnant kunoichi, truly a force to be reckoned with." Naruto commented with a grin.

"Shut the hell up Naruto!" Both Kiba and Hotaru shouted, the kunoichi throwing a decorative glass ashtray at the man's head. Sasuke caught it before it could gain purchase and placed it on the small table by the door.

"No! Don't put it there, it throws the whole room off!" Hotaru yelled, swooping in and grabbing the glass bowl, placing it back on the mantel. She whimpered, "I just want my home to look nice for my baby!" then she was back to angry again, and threw a saucepan that she had acquired from who-knows-where at Kiba. "This is your fault!!"

"Me?! What have I done now?!" the brunette asked, incredulous.

"If you hadn't gotten me pregnant I wouldn't be so crazy right now!!

"You were always crazy!!"

Sasuke and Naruto merely watched in awe and slight confusion as the pair argued. Naruto moved forward, as if to interrupt them, but Sasuke grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back. When Naruto looked at him, he merely shook his head, slowly.

"They're having this argument again?" a new voice whispered.

"Hana-san?" the Uchiha asked, knowing the woman since he had worked with her on missions occasionally. Hana nodded.

"What do you mean?" Naruto asked, and Hana's gaze drifted back to the arguing couple.

"They have this argument pretty much every couple of days. They always make it up afterwards, though, so it's best to just leave them to it." she said, snickering a little and guiding the two out of the house.

Naruto sweatdropped, breathing a sigh. "I'm so glad I'm not a woman..."

Then, there was a splash. The arguing couple froze, looking down. This seemed to make Hotaru even more angry, "See! This is why you should be doing the chores! Now I've made a mess on the carpet!"

"We weren't even arguing about that!" Kiba exclaimed, picking her up and starting out of the house with her.

"Well, we are now! If I wasn't distracted, I would have felt that!" she scowled, "And put me down! I need to clean that up!"

"No way! Your water just broke, I'm taking you to the hospital." Kiba said.

"But it'll stain-!" she cut off, eyes wide in pain. "Okay, yeah, better go to the hospital." she conceded, and stopped struggling.

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Pahaha. Not really the way it usually goes, but meh. XD

Kiba seemed like a Pokémon kind of guy rather than a Super Mario guy. So yeah.

Thank you to everyone who voted for FKOL in the Naruto WATTYs! I got Thirteen votes, that is insane! :O I squealed a little bit when I saw it. Results are up in a few days, so wish me luck! :D

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