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Tengen Uzui was many things. He was bold, beautiful, flamboyant, and as of this morning an absolute idiot. At least that was your thought. The Uzui household was not like many others. It was large with some very large personalities. You could only imagine when spouses fought in a normal household, there weren’t so many voices involved, nor could their husbands hear through the damn walls.
You were thankful that the Sound estate was so large, because it provided you with a moment of peace. Tucked away from prying public eyes you were able to retreat to the back garden. It was one of your favorite places to be. Tengen had built it for you. He knew you enjoyed nature, and even more, a respite from the energies of the house.
High walls blocked out the outside world and tall Gingko trees provided lush shade. A small rock bed stream had been constructed to snake its way through the gardens lined with a mixture of blue and pink hydrangeas. The water was calming and the sounds distracted you from the tears that streaked your face.
Tengen Uzui was a complete and utter idiot.
***Sometime earlier***
You couldn’t believe it. Racking your brain for the information as you desperately counted the days on your fingers. Suma and Hinatsuru sat opposite you wide eyed. Their hands clasped together as you started your counting over for the third time. Makio stood by the door tapping her foot with impatience.
“You know I am right.” Makio spoke up, crossing her arms over her expansive chest, her tone was playfully covering her pride as she was not willing to rub it in your face quite yet.
“No I don’t know that!” You panicked, resuming your counting for the fourth time. Your heart was beating so fast that your hands had begun to shake. Realization was slowly taking over as you drop your hand to your sides. Wide eyed you look at all the women in the room.
“I’m late!” you sink to your knees beside Suma, unable to catch your breath. “I’m LATE!” you yell again.
“I told you!” Makio said victoriously.
“Makio it’s weird that you were the one to notice first.” Suma accused.
“What!? She usually is a cycle ahead of me is all! I’m just observant, unlike a few people I know!” Makio said with a huff as she joined the rest of you on the floor. “I am a trained Shinobi after all.”
“So I am!” Suma retorted, leaning in close to Makio's face.
“I am clearly better trained than you.” Makio said laughing as she caught Suma’s playful slap midair. You usually loved the banter you had with your fellow wives but today it was making the room spin. Taking deep breaths you tried to settle your nerves, as Suma and Makio continued their antics. You were only thankful that Tengen was presently at a Hashira meeting or he would have definitely joined the antics. Hinatsuru’s hand came to rest on your back rubbing small circles and pulling you from your thoughts.
“Are you not happy?” Hinatsuru’s voice was steady and calm and everything that you needed in the moment. A single tear fell from your eyes as you looked at her. A smile slowly spreads across your face.
“Yes, I am so happy. I mean completely and utterly in shock, but yeah… I’m really happy.” A small laugh escaped your lips as you wrapped your arms around her. Another two pairs of arms quickly wrapped themselves around you both as Makio and Suma joined the moment of comfort.
“I can’t believe it quite yet.” You said finally. As if on cue the ancient housekeeper, Aika, slammed the door open with her foot, her arms full with a tray of tea. She had been with the Uzui family long before any of you had, and practically raised Tengen. In truth she was the true pillar of the Uzui house. She waddled her small frame over to the nearby table depositing the tea. The room was still in silence at her appearance.
“I can arrange for a doctor to confirm it, if you would like. I can have them here at the house within the hour.” Aika said as she handed you a cup of tea. Apparently Uzui was not the only one with advanced hearing in this house.
“No it’s alright, I would like to see a doctor, but I would prefer to meet outside the house. I wouldn’t want to worry Tengen until I know for certain.” Taking a sip of your tea the warm liquid renewed your energy and excitement about the news.
“A baby in the house. It has been too long” Aika said with a sweet smile on her face.
“I can’t believe you were the one knocked up first!” Makio laughed.
“Hey! It's not like I was trying, we are usually so careful!” You sigh.
“You think it’s a boy or a girl?” Suma questioned.
“Suma as of 10 minutes ago she didn’t even consider that she was pregnant, how do you think she would know that?” Makio said, her hand now raising to playfully slap Suma, but unlike before, Suma was not skilled enough to stop it. The smack landed directly in the middle of her forehead leaving a bright red mark. Tears instantly sprang to Suma’s eyes.
“I’m telling Lord Tengen on you!” Suma squealed.
“Aw look we had a baby in the house all along” Makio laughed, the two women resuming their antics from before.
“Would you like for me to go to the doctor with you?” Hinatsuru asked, the ever calming presence in the house.
“No I’ll be alright. I shouldn’t be long anyway.” You said pulling her again into a sweet hug.
“I will arrange an appointment for you tomorrow.” Aika interjects.
“Thank you Aika. You are such a big help” You say.
“Anything for the Uzui house, my lady” she replies.
“And HEY!” you yell at your bickering wives, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. “This information does not leave this room until I can confirm it. I do not wish to start planning, or getting excited over something that may not actually be. Not a word to Tengen either! I don’t want to get his hopes up, over what could be nothing.”
“He is going to be so excited! Our family is growing.” Hinatsuru said, a soft smile lighting up her face.
“Hey maybe we can all start having children!” Suma says excitedly.
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I am not sure this house could take so much energy all at once” Aika says with a sigh. The women all laugh in unison. But you would be lying to yourself if the idea of the house full of all your children did not warm your soul. If only your lives were not so dangerous. Then like a tidal wave the realization hit you. You were demon slayers. Your lives were always at risk. But before you could let those implications settle into your brain, Tengen’s booming voice rattled the house.
“WHERE ARE MY BEAUTIFUL WIVES?! LET'S GO OUT FOR DINNER TONIGHT!”
Aika sighs again. “This house just could not handle it” patting the door frame as she makes her way to meet the head of the house.
You all start to move in unison to greet your husband downstairs, but you quickly grab the sleeves of your fellow wives, drawing their attention to your very serious expression.
“Not a word, remember.”
Uzui did not catch your words from downstairs but he did hear the seriousness of your tone. It was one he was not used to hearing. Aika had made it to the front hall, asking gently for Tengen’s haori. Spring was in full swing but as the sun set the nights were still cool. He had dressed casual today, well as casual as Tengen could stand. He wore a bright purple robe, with a royal blue haori draped around his shoulders. His hair was down but his gold ear clasps were still visible. His usual gold arm bands had been replaced with smaller ones stacked along his wrists. His obi was adorned with jewels and a bright floral pattern. He shook his head gently at Aika’s advances.
“No need! The wives and I are going out for dinner today” He said confidently. The wives in question were just now making their way down the stairs.
“Are we now?” Hinatsuru questioned smiling, she enjoyed cooking but wasn’t opposed to the break.
“What are we having? I want Katsu pork!” Suma exclaimed, before jumping into Tengen’s arms for a brief hug. You were still processing everything that had happened today and couldn’t bring yourself to meet Tengen’s eyes. Your lack of attention did not go unnoticed by your shinobi husband.
“Y/N what would you like tonight?” Tengen asks, he felt uneasy with how you still avoided his direct attention, instead turning to help adjust Makio’s coat over her kimono.
“Suma’s suggestion is fine with me.” You reply. Tengen cocks his head to the side, confusion clear on his face. When it came to food you and Suma couldn’t have had more differing tastes. Something was definitely up.
“Is everything alright ladies?” Tengen asks, glancing between you all. At that moment the room went still, all the wives holding their breath all at once. A blush was beginning to creep its way across your cheeks.
“Why would you ask that?” Makio graciously intercedes distracting Tengen by hitting his large bicep multiple times. “I’m starved so whatever we get is fine with me!”
“Even Shirako?” Hinatsuru suggests.
“Absolutely not, gross” Makio says flatly. You chuckle as you find your own coat to wear for the evening. However, Aika has other plans, draping you quickly in a coat more suited for winter than a chilled spring night. You turn quickly to refuse, but she is already tightly tying it around your body.
“We’ve got to keep you warm.” she says firmly, leaving no room in her tone for argument. You smile sweetly at her consideration of you. You didn’t have much of a mother figure in your life, so it truly is a blessing to be so well looked after now. You feel four pairs of eyes on you as Aika adjusts your collar.
“Shall we?” you ask, ignoring Tengen’s still confused look.
****
The table was cozy in its secluded corner. The restaurant was warm and smelled divine. Steam was rising from the kitchen and wafting through the air. The place was lite with orange lanterns that bathed the place in glowing soft light. It gave the small place a hazy atmosphere. One that you hoped was disguising your rampant blush and shifting eyes. You couldn’t seem to get a grip on yourself. Your heart was beating so fast and it didn’t help that you kept catching the eyes of Makio and Suma. Hinatsuru was thankfully acting obvious to anything that was transpiring at the table, asking Tengen about his day.
“I am thankful that we don’t have any missions, though of course that could change at any time. I wanted to spend some time at home” Tengen said as he took a deep sip of his sake. Noticing that your glass was empty he poured your glass full with the warm liquor. Suma gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth, making Tengen pause his movements. Once again all the ladies stopped their breathing at once.
“Oh sorry it’s nothing…” Suma quickly says. Makio, not missing a beat, picks up your glass and downs the liquid in one go.
“Another please!” Makio says holding the glass out to Tengen with a wide smile.
“Now that is my flamboyant wife!” He says as he fills the glass to the rim, smiling as the woman downs yet another full glass.
“Makio you know that it is meant to be sipped” Hinatsuru states plainly.
“A lady may drink how a lady wishes!” Makio yells from across the table, a silent thank you conveyed through her eyes. Relaxing back down into her seat with the alcoholic blush already beginning to paint her cheeks.
“Not drinking today Y/N?” Tengen asks, wrapping his long arms around Suma and Hinatsuru at his sides.
“No not today.” You reply quietly.
“She won’t be drinking for a while” Makio says absent mindedly. You send a swift kick under the table that makes contact with her shin. She yelps in pain then realizes what she had said, her eyes going wide. And again for the 3rd time that night the ladies stopped breathing at the same time. To most such an occurrence would have gone unnoticed but to the sound Hashria the silence was a loud as a scream. Before he could question the strange behavior of his wives the atmosphere was interrupted by the delivery of the food. Dinner resumed as it always did. Conversations about the day, small plans for the future, simple wants and needs. However, Tengen could not help but notice your quiet state at the end of the table, and the rapid sounds of your heart beat.
****
The walk back to the house had been thankfully uneventful, other than your constant attempts to get the intoxicated Makio safely home. You felt it was partially your fault due to her having to cover for your inability to drink. You didn’t understand it, you were all trained shinobi and demon slayers and yet all of you were having the hardest time keeping a silly secret for one day. Perhaps it was a testament to your relationship, you were normally all open about your thoughts and feelings. You were a family, and if this type of relationship needed anything it was openness. Otherwise jealousies and mistrust would bloom, and at the end of the day you all loved each other so much.
When you got back to the house you graciously slipped out of your much too warm coat and headed to the kitchen to get some tea. Tengen’s large hand found your wrist before you could get far. Pulling you back to rest against his chest, his head coming down to nuzzle your neck.
“Let us retire for the evening.” His warm breath tickled your neck as he spoke. Your knees shook at the husk in his voice. You quickly leaned into his warmth. He took a step back pulling you toward the stairs to the upper floor bed chambers. The others were waiting on the stairway for you both. You all had your own rooms but most nights you all found yourselves tangled together in Tengen’s large bed.
“I will be there presently, I want some tea to settle my stomach.” You said, patting his arm as he released his grip on you.
“Do not take too long. We will be waiting.” He said lovingly kissing the top of your head.
“Yes, My Lord Tengen.” You smiled, the honorifics were privately used as a joke, and a deep chuckle escaped your husband as he quickly ushered the others up the stairs.
You set to making your tea quickly, not wishing to be left out of the fun for too long. The water seemed to be coming to a boil in the slowest manner possible. Setting up two cups you figured Makio would want some as well given how much she drank tonight. You hadn’t even been drinking and your stomach was doing flips. You sighed thinking it had to be psychosomatic because there was no way you could suddenly realize you were pregnant and get morning sickness all at the same time. It had to be your nerves you tell yourself. Placing your hand on your lower stomach you realize this is the first moment you have had to yourself since you had come to your revelation that day.
You couldn’t really fathom it. The idea of children had never been off the table for you but you never knew when it would actually ever happen. Your lifestyle was not ideal to raise children in and at any moment tragedy could strike. You had seen it happen to countless families’ throughout your missions and were not naïve enough to think that yours was somehow immune. Rubbing your stomach in small circles you took a sip of your tea. ‘Could you really do this?’ you thought.
I thump came from the rooms above as you were sure bodies were being swiftly removed of their clothing. ‘Wait can I really do this?!’ your thoughts shifted to the activities upstairs and your breathing hitched. ‘Would it hurt the baby?’ you weren’t even sure if pregnant people should have sex. ‘They did right??’ Of course they did, you were almost certain… almost.
“Where is Aika when I need her?” you say aloud. It was far too late for you to wake the poor woman just to ask if you could get railed by your husband. That would be a question for the doctor tomorrow for sure. Another thump came from the floor above. You sigh heavily. This day was just getting worse.
Taking your tea with you, you paused outside Tengen’s room. Even without ears as sharp as your husbands you could hear the activities going on just beyond the door. The heavy sighs and quiet moans as your husband with the stamina of a god brought his wives pleasure. God of Festivals should have been God of Sex in your humble opinion. Not that you knew much about any other kind of relationships but from what you had heard from the disgruntled wives around town. Tengen was clearly on another level.
Steadying yourself, and thinking about your potential child, you walk quickly to your room. Sinking into your much too cool covers. Your hand returns to rubbing your stomach. You really hoped the doctor could give you all the answers you needed tomorrow. Keeping secrets from your husband felt strange and not falling asleep in his warm embrace felt even stranger.
****
The night had crept along and you had managed to find some sort of sleep. You would not have called it comfortable. It took you ages to quiet your mind and even longer to feel warm enough to settle down. But alas it still felt like you were drifting somewhere too close to consciousness to actually rest. Your door quietly slid open and closed as silent footsteps made their way to you. You only felt the vibration of them as they neared you. No sound, as all top shinobi were trained. Strong arms came down on either side of your head, the warmth radiating off of them as Tengen leaned down near your ear.
“You never joined us.” He said plainly. “Are you feeling alright? Something has been off all night. You have me worried.” Humming you let his voice pull you from what sleep state you had achieved.
“I am sorry to have worried you.” Your voice was quiet, you weren’t sure what to say to him. It was not the time for the conversation you wanted to have so you settled for a small lie. “I was not feeling my best today.”
His hands were on you quickly, rubbing your face with his thumbs, pulling you completely awake. He moved to your neck, then your sides, and then down your thighs as if checking for any sign of injury.
“Why didn’t you say earlier? Do you need anything? I selfishly insisted that we went out tonight too.” He didn’t let you answer before his mouth was on yours. His kiss was fierce, pulling your face to his as he buried his hands in your hair. It didn’t take you long to find his rhythm and return his energy. You fell back against your pillow pulling him with you. And soon his weight was on you. You welcomed him into your bed pulling the covers up and over both your bodies as he settled his weight between your thighs. It felt so natural to have his weight on you, settling you down deep into the padding of your bed. He hadn’t stopped kissing you. His hot tongue laying claim to your mouth as you moaned for more. He rested on his elbow as his other hand began to untie your robes.
You were finally able to catch your breath as his mouth moved to your jaw as he licked and kissed his way to your neck. Small bites had your pulse jumping as he continued down. Your robe falling open under his touch. Still balancing his weight on one arm, he used the other to wrap around the small of your back. Easily lifting your chest to meet his hungry mouth. His tongue swirled around your perk nipple before quickly taking it fully within his mouth sucking hard. A loud gasp left you, finally finding your voice again.
“Tengen yes!” you arch your back more into him burying your hands in his silver hair. You can feel his smile on your skin as he continues to play with your breasts. Taking one between his teeth and biting gently to watch you squirm. Your hands slide down the back of his neck, you nails leaving marks in their wake before bracing yourself on his shoulders. Your body demanded more. His assault on your chest made it difficult for you to access his body with your hands so you settled for your hips.
Wrapping your legs around his waist you pulled his lower body more firmly against you. Even through his robes you felt his cock press hard against you. Hard and impossibly warm you shifted until the bulge fit perfectly against your cunt. Using your leverage you began to grind yourself against him. Each thrust brings him in contact with your clit. His moans of approval radiated through your skin as he continued to fondle and suck at your chest. With each contact with your clit you felt the tension growing deep inside you, that delicious coil that when sprung brought so much pleasure. Pleasure that the man you called husband pulled from your body over and over and over again.
Tengen’s robes were soaked from your readiness and his precum. ‘And getting in the way.’ You thought. You wanted direct contact with him. Pushing your hand between your bodies you pulled his robe apart; finally able to reach his hot velvet skin. Wrapping your hand around his cock, your fingers couldn’t touch from the girth of him. You gave him two swift pumps, more precum leaking onto your fingers.
“Yes baby, just like that” he pants. His words shocked your brain like lightning. What should have been hot and encouraging words, were like an ice bucket to your libido. ‘BABY?! OH SHIT! I WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE DOING THIS TONIGHT! NOT UNTIL I KNOW FOR SURE!’ Your mind raced. Tengen clearly sensed your change as you had gone completely still, rigid, and cold in the matter of seconds.
“What’s wrong? Did I … did I hurt you?” He says concern clearly in his face and voice. He too had gone completely still, scared that he would hurt you if he moved.
“I…I… I can’t do this” you say frantically pushing against his shoulders to put space between your bodies. Clearly he is at a loss for words as he watches you dumbstruck as you pull your robes back around yourself. Scooting yourself to the far side of your bed. Clearing his throat he sits back on his haunches pulling his robe around him. His erection is still clearly at attention.
“You were so eager just moments ago… Did something happen?” He asks. Concern and hurt clear on his face. Rejection of course happens in any relationship, and Tengen had four wives to contend with, but it was rare for it to be so abrupt. “If I’ve done something, you must tell me.”
“No! No you didn’t do anything, it’s hard to explain…. I just can’t, not now.” You know that he will want some definitive answer. Tengen is not one to have open ended questions. At least not from his wives.
“I feel like you are pulling away from me, and not just now. Since I returned home today you seem distant.” He says reaching out for your hand. You hesitate to take it, the action not going unnoticed, but his grip is strong but not forceful. It is quiet for a moment.
“Even now your heart is beating strangely, I can hear it.” You cast your eyes away from him. ‘Not now! Not now… you can’t just blurt out important news like this. You can’t get his hopes up, when you aren’t even sure yourself.’ You chant to yourself.
“I’m just not feeling well.” You lie again. Your heart beat is betraying you, you know it, Tengen knows it, but he doesn’t push the issue.
“I understand” he says dryly, “do you need anything? More tea perhaps?” He quickly moves from the bed, adjusting his robes to fit properly on his body once more. You feel it pulling on your heart. The hurt, the need to remedy the confusion you’ve caused, but words were not an option.
“Tengen…” you manage. He turns and looks at you with fierce fuchsia eyes. “Will you stay with me? At least for a little while?”
“Of course.” He replies, the warmth you were used to seeing returns to his face. The light that always dazzled you sparkling in his eyes. You move back to lay under the covers, holding them open as Tengen crawls in beside you. As if nothing had happened you both find yourselves wrapped in each other’s embrace. Tengen lays on his side, as you use his bicep as a pillow. He pulls you in close until your forehead is pressed to his chest. You bask in the warmth and scent of him. The stress of the day is finally catching up to you as your eyes become heavy. Sleep clawing at your mind. ‘This tension is temporary’ you tell yourself. ‘Tomorrow everything will be sorted.’ Tengen leans down and kisses the top of your head, eliciting a soft sigh to escape you as you drift to sleep.
****
Tengen is not there when you wake up, but he rarely is. Either off training, on a mission, or at a meeting. He was very much a morning person. No time to waste was definitely his motto. Slipping from your bed you head for a quick bath and breakfast. Hinatsuru was in the kitchen with Aika preparing breakfast. It smelled lovely. You were not much of a cook yourself, even with Hinatsuru’s kind lessons, but you enjoyed spending time with her as she created dishes. It was always the place where you could see her fully relax. Completely in her element. Tengen also enjoyed spending time in the kitchen, but he was a far more adept student to her lessons than you were.
Makio was sitting on the back porch, sharpening her kunai knives. She usually trained with Tengen before he would leave for the day. However, from her lack of smile and sweat that hadn’t happened today.
Suma was still blissfully asleep. She was always the last to rise and the first to pout when her breakfast was cold. But she did bring her playful energy to any part of life, even if it was when you both were stuck doing the dishes.
You were not much of a morning person yourself, needing at least two strong cups of tea to even be sociable. Tengen had mentioned on more than one occasion that demons were fortunate that they didn’t rise with the sun or they would have all been destroyed by your morning temper. At the times he had said it you were in such a morning mood that you couldn’t find it the least bit funny. But it did bring a large grin to his face. This morning however, you were filled with so much anxious energy you could barely sit through breakfast.
“Calm yourself girl!” Aika said as she handed you your bowl of rice. “The doctor can’t see you until midday. You will make yourself sick at this rate.”
“I can’t help it! Yesterday was bad enough, and last night with Tengen was even worse.” You reply, hanging your head in defeat.
“He was quite distracted when you didn’t join us.” Makio said from her place on the porch. “You definitely had him worried.”
“Why didn’t you join us?” Hinatsuru asked, placing her chopsticks against her lips.
“I was worried if I joined… I could… or he would.. it would hurt the baby.” You admitted sheepishly. Aika’s old frame began to raddle with her contained laughter until it finally burst from her lips. It rang merrily throughout the house.
“I guess that is wrong?” you say as the embarrassment turns your face a bright shade of pink.
“You may engage in intercourse when you are with child, women even sometimes do it to induce labor.” Aika says through her chuckle.
“So last night was an even bigger waste then!” You groan, “Tengen came to me last night and I was so worried about it, I pushed him away. I couldn’t even really give him a reason why.”
“Why is everyone laughing?” Suma askes, only just now entering the kitchen, still rubbing sleep from her eyes.
“It’s nothing much, just that Y/n is a silly pregnant lady that was worried Tengen’s dick would break her.” Makio said doing her best to hide her own laughter at the situation.
“Suma come eat, your breakfast is getting cold.” Hinatsuru demands.
“Ah man not again” Suma whines.