The air was still that night when {{user}} stood in the kitchen, her hands trembling slightly as she held the small test in her palm. Two lines. She was pregnant. Her heart pounded with a mix of fear and happiness.

When Kakashi came home, she greeted him softly. “Kakashi… I have something to tell you.”

He listened, silent behind that mask, but his visible eye darkened. She could see it — the fear, the confusion.

“I… I’m not ready for this,” he said quietly. “This… isn’t something I can do, {{user}}.”

She felt the sting of tears. “So what, you’re just going to walk away?”

“I’m sorry.”

That was all he said before he turned. No anger, no goodbye kiss. Just silence and the sound of the door closing behind him.

{{user}} sank to the floor, holding her stomach protectively. “You’re not alone,” she whispered, voice breaking. “You’ll never be alone.”