♫ It's the moooost wonderful tiiiime of the yeeeeear ♫ [Private, English, Kakashi's apartment Warning for supreme awkwardness and possible chocolate milk.]

"Don't... Don't you even d-dare think like that. You're the b-best thing that's ever h-happened to me." with that, she pulled him into a kiss, fierce, demanding, needy.

"'m sorry," he choked out against her lips, trying to follow her pace and mostly failing. "So.. sorry.. Can't.. s-stop thinking.."

"Try." she demanded, hiccuping a little. "You're the best. You might not, y'know, be rich or anything, but, I-I don't care."

"I - I believe that but - but every time something huh-happens... I don't.. I just.. don't trust myself."

"You should, though." she wiped away some of her tears. "You're good enough. Don't think anything else. You are. And... You trust me, right?"

He nodded, "W-with my l-life."

"And I trust you, with all of my heart." she kissed him. "So.... You gotta trust yourself, too, right?"

"...that sounds like something from an anime," he laughed through his tears. "I'll.. I'll try. I'll .. I won't just walk out l-like that again, I p-promise. B-b-but it's like, I c-can't stop thinking once it s-starts."

"Then.. I'll distract you." a weak grin, a firmer hug.

"Heh.. every time? You'd have nothing else to do... Maybe it's me who needs therapy, not Kakashi."

A small smile. "You don't need therapy. You've got me. I'm here, whenever you want me to be, 'ttebane." she promised, and sealed it with a kiss.

Another sigh, though more happy, and less wet. "I just... I wanna, y'know. Be the guy and actually be helpful, supportive, provide for you and the baby, all that. And I can't do anything cuz' I'm just a stupid kid."

She sighed. "We both are. But we'll figure out something. I'm sure of it."

"Mmmh.. I'd just like to .. to have something figured out before there's a baby that needs food and.. and nappies and.. and whatever else babies need. A crib?"

She nodded. "And toys, too, after... What. The first month or so. When he starts to realize the world's more than him and us."

Minato got out his book and started flipping around in it. "It doesn't say anything about toys in here? Where did you find that out?"

"... Online searching. And all kids play, so of course infants do, too."

"I don't know anything about kids!"--- "I don't know anything about kids," he realised in horror. "Where did you find it?" His laptop was still on the bed, so he opened it and started Googling.

"Ehm. Can't remember. I bookmarked the pages, though." she turned to fetch her own laptop, which was rarely used otherwise.

He'd noticed - not that he was a computer geek, but he did go on facebook and play some games occasionally, and watch fighting videos. And did school stuff, of course. He'd tried to get Kushina on Skype, but she couldn't bother.

Scrolling so very quickly down through her bookmarks. Wouldn't want him to see the first ones.

"There we go." and she clicked the appropriate link, and a forum for young parents showed up.

Minato was predictably clueless (plus much too polite to snoop.) "Right.. where's all the stuff you need to know?" He started clicking his way around.

"Here." she clicked another link, and entered a part of the site where all the others had posted about the most essential things.

Her boyfriend started reading dilligently. " 'My days were spent feeding, winding, changing and bathing baby---' - what's winding? D'you need to train them too?"

She grinned, shook her head. "No, silly. 'Tis the same as burping them. Helping them get rid of the gas in the stomach."