Mini Scenarios - The Warlords Seeing Their Children for the First Time
Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku
Character: All warlords
Genre: Fluff, Micro fics! Mini scenes!
Warnings: None
Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience
Word Count: 1587 words total
Other comments: got an idea for one guy and i was like i need this for everyone
Nobunaga...
...tucks his hand under his small head and lifts him up slightly as to see him in the light. He does not know what to say at first because he is awestruck by this newborn. Despite just being born, Nobunaga can see that he has the same type of nose as you to. The baby cries loudly and swings its arms around, so Nobunaga offers him a finger – the child immediately wraps its small hand around Nobunaga’s digit.
His eyes shine with endearment and he brings the child close to his chest before bowing his head. With his head pressed to the child’s Nobunaga whispers, “You, my son, will have the world.” Nobunaga drops his hand and laces his fingers with yours. “Both of you will have the world,” he promises with a soft smile.
Hideyoshi…
...paces back and forth outside your room, waiting for news from the maids. His brows are furrowed tightly together as hundreds of thoughts rack his mind. Everything stops when he hears faint cries. He drops his worried expression and rushes to the doors, but hesitates to open them.
A maid opens the door instead – she had seen his shadow outside. She waves for him to enter, and the moment he does, Hideyoshi sees you holding a small bundle. Sweat mattes your hair to your forehead, but Hideyoshi only sees your radiating beauty. He falls to his knees, and his arm sweeps around your shoulders. “She is just as beautiful as you are..” he mumbles before kissing your temple.
“You think so?”
He nods quickly. “I know so.”
Masamune...
...doesn’t really know what to expect when someone fetches him from the main hall. The other warlords give him an encouraging smile before he leaves and heads to your room. You look up as he enters and then extend a hand to invite him to sit next to you. He runs a hand through his hair before crossing his legs.
She coos softly, big eyes looking at her father. Masamune holds his breath as he brushes a finger over her soft cheek, too scared to apply more pressure. She reaches up and paws at the air, trying to grab onto him.
You prompt Masamune to hold her, and he accepts her carefully. “Are you sure-”
“Of course, Masamune,” you giggle.
He can’t believe how warm she is despite being so small. “Little lass…” he mumbles.
Ieyasu…
...had demanded to stay in the room with you through the delivery. If you were not holding his hand, Ieyasu would have barked orders at all the maids throughout the entire process. However, he focuses his attention on you, doing his best to comfort you and guide you.
He is the first to hold your son – Ieyasu brushes his thumb over the baby’s blonde hair, his green eyes glowing with adoration. Ieyasu clears his throat and offers you the bundle, but you simply lean against the warlord with a smile. “I want to watch you two.”
Ieyasu blushes slightly and nods. He looks down at his child and bites his lip. “I hope he is as kind as you are,” he whispers.
A smile tugs at the corners of your lips. “And I hope he is as brave as you are, Ieyasu.”
Mitsuhide…
...is away when he received the news. He drops everything he is doing and leaves the camp quickly, rushing to you as fast as possible. With the castle in sight, Mitsuhide slings himself off of the horse and runs up the stairs and through the hallways. He nearly misses your room, but he stops dead in his tracks when he hears soft singing.
Mitsuhide opens the door slowly and slips inside. You turn around and break into a grin when you see him. He crosses the room in a few strides, and his arms wrap around you, bring you into his chest. Inhaling slowly, he can feel your heart beating… and small heart as well. When he leans back slightly, Mitsuhide’s eyes land on his tiny daughter.
“Baby mouse…” he whispers.
“You already have a nickname for her?”
He smirks and gives you a soft kiss. “Of course. Now I have… my little mouse and my baby mouse.”
Mitsunari…
…is at a loss for words when you offer him your small child. His lip trembles slightly and he pushes his glasses up. “H-How do I hold her?” Mitsunari tried to think back to all the books he had read about parenting, but in the moment, everything had fled from his mind.
You giggle and smile. “Like you would a book, Mitsunari. Hold her head, here–”
As you place your daughter in his hands, you support her head until Mitsunari cradles her gently.
“She’s… so small… are you sure there isn’t another one?”
“Mitsunari!”
He breaks into a bright grin and shakes his head. “She is perfect.”
When the child opens her eyes, Mitsunari marvels at the fact that they are the same shade of purple as his. His heart melts and he nestles against you.
Kenshin…
...can be heard from the other side of the wall, shouting at the maids, demanding to know your condition. He finally convinces the women to let him inside, and after seeing you holding your baby in your arms, Kenshin goes completely silent. He closes the distance between the two of you in moments, but he stops directly in front of you. “Why… why isn’t she making any noise?”
“She is sleeping,” you explain. “Would you like to hold her?”
Kenshin reaches out, but stops himself, as he did a few moments ago. “Won’t I break her?”
You laugh quietly. “Not at all. Here.”
Your daughter nuzzles against the fuzzy collar of Kenshin’s sleeve. He is completely silent as to not wake her, but then he looks up at you with big eyes. “I would die for her.” His voice cuts through the silence with a degree of seriousness that hits you.
“Kenshin-”
“I would die for both of you.”
You tuck your arm around him and lean your head against his neck. “I know you would.”
Shingen...
...cannot stop smiling as he holds his daughter close to his broad chest. He peckers soft kisses to her head, making her giggle. Shingen then turns to you and kisses you repeatedly until you catch his jaw with your hand. “Shingen, please!” you laugh.
“Can I not worship my angels?”
You blush sheepishly, and he gives you a quick kiss on your cheek.
Shingen brushes his hand over her head, petting her hair down slightly. He then begins to rock her back and forth gently. She closes her eyes and falls asleep rather quickly. “An angel indeed,” he murmurs. “Look how good she is!”
“Wait until the middle of the night when she wakes up screaming–”
“Ah, it will just give me more opportunities to spend time with her,” Shingen replies without hesitation.
Your heart melts at his dedication and you begrudgingly give him a kiss.
Sasuke…
...never would have imagined that you would give birth to his son in Sengoku Japan. Sasuke runs his fingers through your hair before pushing his glasses up his nose. “How old do you think he can be when I start to teach him how to be a ninja–?”
You turn your head slowly and look at him. “How is never?”
Sasuke laughs nervously and shakes his head. “I’m.. joking…”
Nodding, you take your son back and rock him back and forth. Sasuke kisses your neck and watches the two of you with a loving gaze. He pulls the corner of the blanket over the child’s face and puts his hand underneath yours to support him as well. “I can feel his heart.”
“He’s going to be strong, just like you Sasuke.”
“No,” he replies.
You are confused. “No?”
“He’s going to be strong like you.”
Yukimura…
...looks at his son with wide eyes.
“Are you sure that’s mine?”
You roll your eyes. “Yes, Yuki.”
“And it…” he swallows, “came out of you?”
“Yes, Yuki,” you giggle. “Come here and hold your son. And don’t call him a ‘that’.”
Yukimura scrambles up from his spot and pads over to you. He holds his arms out awkwardly and waits for you to place the child down. “W-What do I do now?”
You help him bring the baby towards his chest. “Hold him. Just like this!”
The warlord looks at the sleeping child and bursts into a smile. “This is easy!” He leans forward slightly, resting his forehead against yours.
Kennyo…
...watches you from the other side of the room.
“Kennyo, won’t you come here?” you ask softly, extending your hand toward him.
But he shakes his head.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ll scare her…”
You shake your head and nearly laugh. “Scare her? Enough of that – come meet your daughter.”
He exhales and walks over. However, when you offer your child to him, Kennyo panics. “Y-You’re much better at this than me… I’ll only hurt her.”
Despite his protests, you tuck her into his arms and show him how to hold the child. She looks up at Kennyo with big eyes before reaching upwards. Her coos are playful and curious, so you push Kennyo’s elbows upwards, as to help him.
He lifts her slowly, bringing her closer to his face. Instead of fussing, as Kennyo had expected, she laughs and tries to grab his hair. Kennyo tries to contain his smile, but it captures his lips and he marvels at the child.
