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Love Me When I'm Gone	By : KittenCobra Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (the manga or anime) or any of the characters included within it. I only own the original characters in this story including the main character Utako Mizuke. I do not make any form of profit off of this story.

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62. Labor
“Ahhhhh!!” I cry out as yet another contraction racks my body. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. The ground around us quakes violently as I channel as much of the pain as I can into the Earth around me.
“Come on, Mizuke,” Sakura urges me. “I need you to breathe like I showed you.”
As soon as the first contraction hit me, Sakura scooped me up and ran for the cliffs. We’ve managed to tuck ourselves into one of the small caves at the base, but I am beginning to think this isn’t the safest place to be. The rock above us is beginning to crack and groan against the punishment I’m pouring out. I have to keep channeling the pain into the Earth, however, or it ends up leaking into the minds of everyone with me. I can’t let them become debilitated. I need their help.
My labor has been progressing for over 10 hours now. At first, there were only a few contractions in an hour. With those, my body seemed to be behaving normally and Sakura was very hopeful that the labor may not be as lethal as we believed. However, in the last 3 hours the contractions have started coming on stronger and more frequently. This triggered the sand to become involved. Now, every time I have a contraction the strength of the pressure is tripled by the fine layer of sand trying to force its way through my skin to get to the babies.
“I can’t,” I cry as tears roll down my face. “I can’t release the excess pain AND breathe at the same time!” I realize I am becoming slightly hysterical as I begin to doubt my ability to survive this long enough to deliver the boys.
“That’s okay,” Temari tries to soothe me, “You just do what you can.” She’s cradling my head in her lap as I lay on the floor of the cave.
The fear from both boys is ricocheting through the inside of my skull. The stronger their fear grows, the stronger the sand becomes. My belly is visibly black and blue from the abuse. I need to calm them. I need to comfort them, but I’m wracked with my own panic. They’re coming too early! They weren’t supposed to be born yet, and I am terrified that I’ve made a mistake by keeping us farther outside the walls of a village.
“Ahhhh!!!” I scream again, as I’m assaulted by the sand and my own body once again.
The rock above us splits and a huge chunk begins falling down towards my head.
“Shadow clone jutsu!!” Naturo screams as a dozen shadow clones leap into action, catching the rock in the air and hurling it off towards the back of the cave.
The smaller portions of rock are suddenly swept away as well by Temari’s fan, and the smallest fragments bounce off the shield of sand as it continues to crush my middle.
“This isn’t going to work!” Shikamaru suddenly shouts. “She’s reacting like she did at the hospital! These cliffs aren’t going to be able to take this punishment!”
As if to emphasize his point, the entire small cave emits a loud and long groan as the floor beneath us quakes in complaint. I can feel the contraction beginning to release and I relax back into Temari’s arms. When I get a glance at her face, the look of horror upon it triggers me to look down at my painful belly. The blood is beginning to seep through the skin now, instead of simply pooling beneath the surface. That skin isn’t going to hold out much longer.
“Sakura!” I shout to her, but she’s busy shouting orders of her own.
“Naruto! Get Mizuke out of here and into the field outside!” she yells at him while beginning to repack her supplies. “Shikamaru! Get some water from those falls over there and get it boiling out in the field!”
“Sure…. Thing…..” Naruto groans. I didn’t realize until now that he is actually holding up the ceiling with several of his shadow clones.
The real Naruto scoops me up from Temari’s arms and carries me outside of the caves. He sets me down onto the grass just as another contraction hits. I scream and the ground around us quakes. The Earth on either side of me actually splits, leaving the ground in rough sections and craters. A section drops below Naruto’s left foot and throws him off balance, tumbling down onto his face.
“Holy crap!” he shouts. “How are we supposed to fight the freakin’ ground?!”
“Just keep it from hurting her more you big idiot!” Temari screams in frustration as she catches up with us. She kneels down and cradles my head in her lap again. Watching my pain is killing her, but she’s trying to coach herself to remain calm – to only think about the babies and their needs.
“Shikamaru! Temari!” Sakura shouts from behind us with her supplies in her arms. “I need you to be ready to run. The babies are coming early. If they need more medical help than I can give, we’re going to have to run to the nearest village as fast as we can!”
“Where is that?” Temari shouts.
“Konoha!” Shikamaru answers running back with a large pouch full of water in his hands. “I’ve been orienting us in a big half-circle! We should be pretty close by now! I figured we might need it!”
His news surprises me, and thankfulness washes through me. I don’t care if Gaara knows where they are right now. They would get the best medical treatment possible at Konoha, and they may need it to survive. My contraction dims again and I gasp for breath. I cannot allow myself to think about the pain. It’s too hopeless and I cannot afford to lose my cool.
Soon it will be over… Please God… soon.
“How do we move them?” Temari asks.
“Tuck them into the inside of your clothes,” she instructs them. “They will need your body heat. They will not be old enough to regulate temperature on their own. I will heal them as best as I can before I hand them to you. Then just run! Don’t let anything stop you. Ignore anyone who gets in your way. Head straight for the hospital and demand an incubator!”
I am so thankful for Sakura in this moment that I would cry if I weren’t already.
“What about Mizuke?!” Naruto shouts in anguish.
“I will do what I can for her,” Sakura replies, but I can read her thoughts. There’s already too much damage. I’m losing too much blood. All she’s going to be able to do is to ease my suffering.
You have already done enough, I call to her mind.
She looks into my eyes and a tear falls. She swipes it away quickly turning back to Naruto. Suddenly, awareness of a new mind bursts into my senses.
“Oh no!” I scream. “He’s here! Gaara’s found us! He’s coming from the south!”
“WHAT?!” Naruto screeches.
“Naruto! You have to keep him away from us!” Sakura shouts in panic. “Don’t let him interfere!”
Naruto crouches down next to my face and looks into my eyes. “Don’t be afraid, Mizuke! I will protect you! All of you!”
He runs to stand several yards in front of me in a defensive posture. I search out Gaara’s mind again and find it just as he enters the clearing. He is completely focused on getting to me. He’s known where I was all along! He’s been able to track me like he did in the desert somehow! He narrows his eyes at the scene in front of him and launches himself towards me.
“What are you doing Gaara?!” Naruto shouts. “I can’t let you near her! Back off!”
Naruto launches several shadow clones in Gaara’s direction, but Gaara completely ignores him. He calls upon his sand to lift him into the sky. He’s simply going to go around Naruto to get to me. I can’t allow that. I throw up a mental shield around me, like I did during the attack from Iwa. Gaara hits it in mid-air and his body falls to the ground, writhing against the pain. I can’t maintain it for long. Fortunately, he doesn’t know that and he crawls away just before my control falters and I lose my grip on him.
MIZUKE! His mind cries to me. My Love! Let me in!
“I can’t do th… Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Another contraction hits me and my body bows backwards against the crushing force of the pain. The Earth groans and shakes violently. The cliffs behind me crack again, and a small landslide of rock begins heading for us. I can’t breathe. My vision is starting to go black. I can feel Temari’s hands on my face, but I can’t see her.
Oh no! I cry out mentally to the entire area nearby. I’m… I’m losing my vision! Sakura help me!
I would be sobbing if I could even move. Naruto flies into action again, battling the Earth back from me. I can sense Gaara’s shock in his thoughts. He’s watching the scene unfold in front of him, and he realizes he never considered the impact my own abilities would have on the birth of the children.
Let me in My Love!! He calls to me. Please!! I’ve come to help you! I’m not alone!
The contraction begins to subside, and I roll of Temari’s lap and pant into the grass. Every muscle in my body is trembling in protest to the punishment. I put my hand to my bruised belly, and when I pull it away it’s coated in blood. I start to sob, and then realize I can feel other minds approaching us.
“Back off Gaara!” I hear Naruto scream at him. “I won’t let you hurt your own kids damnit!”
But we’re wrong about his motivations and I suddenly flip through his mind to try and see what I’ve missed. I’m so weak that it’s very difficult. I can only get bits and pieces, but it’s enough to convince me. The other minds on approach are the Anbu Black Ops from Konoha!
Gaara went to Tsunade to fight for rights to the children. He explained that he had no intention of killing them, or me, and that he had rights to bring us back to Suna with him. He doesn’t want to live without me, but he doesn’t want them to live without the life they’re entitled to as his heirs. He wants to attempt to save me and Tsunade seems to believe he might be able to. Neither of them anticipated me going into labor already. The Anbu are with him as protection for the children if he is lying, but he’s outrun them. He simply got here first.
“I can help her!” Gaara screams back at Naruto. “She can read my thoughts! Mizuke! Let me try!”
“Naruto…” I mumble out through a broken voice. Before I can get anymore out, I begin coughing violently and blood pours out of my mouth.
The sight has Gaara’s mind screaming in panic. Don’t say I’m too late!! Mizuke, Please!!
“Naruto,” I try again. “Let him pass. He’s telling the truth.”
“Are you sure Mizuke?” Temari asks from beside me.
“I’m sure,” I mumble. My vision is starting to fade in and out in quick bursts. “If I’m wrong, take the babies and run. It’s too late for me anyway.”
Gaara launches himself towards me again and this time Naruto steps out of his way. Naruto’s expression is broken, and I realize he has tears running down his face. I can see myself through his mind’s eye and it’s obvious that I’m already dying. Gaara falls onto his knees and pulls me into his arms with my back against his chest. He looks at his sister briefly and is thankful that she was with me.
“I’m so sorry,” he says with a broken voice. “I should have come for you sooner.”
Another contraction hits and I scream. Gaara’s own body stiffens, and I realize he is trying to keep the sand from tightening down on my broken body. He’s trying to force his own chakra into it. It doesn’t work as well as he’d hoped, and he screams with the effort. It does make a difference. The pain is mind-numbing instead of life threatening. I also realize that the babies have already responded to his presence. They felt him enter the clearing and their fear is dimming. The contraction eases, and I fall limp into his arms, breathing hard.
“Is it working?” Sakura asks from above me. “Can you stop the sand?”
“No,” he replies in anger. “It won’t respond the way it should. It’s already full of their chakra, not mine.”
“I have an idea,” Shikamaru says from my other side. He’s talking and tending to a small fire at the same time. “Do you think you could get your own sand beneath theirs? Between their sand and her skin?”
“I don’t know,” Gaara mumbles, but he start’s calling on his sand and I can feel it crawling up the surface of my skin.
His mind rages against the sensation of my blood mixing with it, and he has to battle the sand from the boys to try and stay beneath. I do my best to try and send a sensation of calm to the babies, but it is next to impossible with the level of my pain. However, they are continuing to relax further on their own from Gaara’s presence. Gaara finally manages to get his sand around my skin, directly against the surface, and beneath the sand barrier created by the boys. Just as it is completed, another contraction hits.
“Ahhh!” I half-cry half-moan at the tightening muscles which are already so badly damaged, but I realize something.
The sand isn’t crushing me like before. All of the pressure is coming from inside, from only my muscles. I turn my eyes to Gaara’s face and his expression is strained. All of his muscles and veins are standing out on his skin as he wrestles to keep his barrier intact against theirs. Their sand is crushing in just like before, and he is using his to press outward with equal force. His body begins to shake with tension just before the contraction ebbs away again.
“Gaara,” I moan in pain. “It’s working. I didn’t feel the sand that time.”
He sits behind me panting for breath, and he leans his face against mine from over my shoulder. His thoughts are happy that he can help me, but tormented at what that means.
“I should have come for you sooner,” he says with pain in his voice.
“You’re here now,” I mumble in exhaustion, “just help me finish this.”
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“I can see one of them!” Sakura shouts in excitement from between my legs.
“Oh thank God!” I cry through my tears. I can’t do this anymore. Gaara’s been helping me for two hours. He is beginning to feel his own exhaustion from the constant strain, but I can feel how little time I have left. I’m already starting to feel numbness in my arms and face from loss of blood.
“Well,” she says, looking up into my face with a sad smile. “This one is definitely going to have hair just like his dad.”
“Just get him out of me!” I sob.
“Come on, Mizuke,” she says trying to encourage me, “Just keep pushing like you’ve been doing. You’re almost there.”
Sakura continues to talk me through breathing through the contractions and using them to force the children from my body. Gaara sits silently behind me, matching my efforts with his own. In the brief periods I have to rest, he kisses the side of my face and neck. After pushing only three more times, I feel the child slip free of me. After a couple of second I hear the sharp wail of an enraged infant. Gaara goes stone still behind me at the sound.
“Oh thank God!” I cry with hope. Maybe I’ll actually get both of them out!
“What is it?!” Naruto shouts excitedly from the background. He’s continued to work also, battling the elements – the ground and walls of rock – as they’ve continued to give way from the abuse I’m pouring out on them.
“It’s a boy!” Temari crows. “Shika quick! Help me wash him off.”
“Which baby is it Mizuke?!” Naruto shouts.
I try to sense which of the personalities I’ve grown used to has left my body. The infant still within me is still frightened, but I don’t sense anything else from him. The one Temari is holding is frightened and angry. He is furious that he cannot sense me around him anymore, and even more furious that he’s further away from Gaara.
“It’s Yasuo!” I call back.
“Yasuo?” Gaara asks from behind me, curious about what Naruto knows that he doesn’t.
“The quiet angry one?!” Naruto asks loudly again.
“Yes!” I reply. “The one like…. Ahhh!!” I use the contraction to bear down again, and I’m desperate to finally have the other baby out. Gaara shakes with strain behind me.
“I can see the other one!” Sakura shouts. “You’re almost done Mizuke!!”
Almost done… almost done… almost done… I chant to myself to try and keep myself focused.
After five more contractions, I feel the second baby slip free. Again, the sounds of an infant crying fills the air. They’re both screaming at full volume now. Yasuo is crying in anger. The other is frightened and sad. It thinks I am gone because it no longer feels me.
“It’s another boy!” Temari shouts again. “They look identical!”
“Make sure you know which is which,” Shikamaru instructs.
“Katsutoshi,” I mumble in bliss.
My body finishes the labor process, and I begin drifting off. Suddenly, I feel something tiny and warm attach to my breast, and then a second one to the other.
“Hold the back of his head like this Gaara.” Sakura’s voice seems very far away. “We need them to nurse from her. It will slow the bleeding.”
I can feel my insides continue to tighten and shrink, but the pain is nothing compared to before. I look down at the little heads in front of me. Their eyes are closed, so I can’t see if they have any color or not. Their hair is the wild crimson like Gaara’s, and their skin is all white and waxy looking. They are incredibly tiny. They suckle in earnest trying to calm down. Feeling me again seems to comfort them both.
I look into Gaara’s jade eyes and he stares back at me in awe.
“Please,” I beg him weakly. “Gaara I beg you. Promise me you will love them. Promise me you will keep them safe.”
His thoughts are scattered and in turmoil. He is terrified of the idea of being a father, but he is swamped with possessiveness over the tiny bodies in front of him. His love for me is overwhelming, but he is in panic at how badly I am damaged. He can see the bleary look beginning to consume my expression.
“Don’t,” he chokes out, grasping my face in his hands. “Don’t say goodbye. Don’t leave.”
“Shika! We have to get them to Konoha quick!” I hear Temari start shouting orders.
“We will escort you,” another unfamiliar voice replies. He is one of the Anbu which arrived after Gaara.
I can feel darkness beginning to creep in on me again. My body feels cold all over. “Gaara Please.”
He leans in and kisses me gently. I can feel his tears touch my face. I can also feel someone lifting the babies out of my arms and carry them away. Gaara brings me against his body more fully as he kisses me.
I swear to you, My Love, Gaara whispers into my thoughts. I will love these boys you have given me until death.
My heart feels so happy it could burst straight from my chest.
“Thank you, handsome,” I whisper before he kisses me again.
I can finally feel myself slipping away. The last thing I hear is Gaara’s voice screaming for Sakura and fading out into nothing.
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62. Labor