I don't own the Saiki K. series. This is just for fun. Also, written with the knowledge of seasons 1-2 of the anime. Hope ya' like!

I had heard crying in my parents room. It was loud and even clearer in my head, or so I thought. It made it hard for me to sleep so I had reluctantly teleported to my father and mother's room. The cry sounded like my father but clearly, it wasn't. It was coming from my mother's arms. What the hell. Since when did my mother's arms cry like a baby? Wait-

"Oh Ku, you came to check up on us? How nice!"

What. Suddenly my father jumped out from under the sheets, a ghostly expression on his face, my eyes widened. I couldn't hear him, and gross. This must be a dream, a Precognition? No, I'd be too far into the future even if what I think is happening will happen. Saiki Kuniharu started to crawl over to his son, like a deformed spider drooling over numb thoughts, he latched on to his prey's leg. Again, gross, get away from me.

"Kusuo! Please use your powers to stop Kuki from crying! Please I beg you!"

No. Get away. And Kuki? If that's the name of the thing in mom's arms, that's just sad. It sounded exactly like the word kooky. And don't we have enough K's in this house already? Jeez. Maybe I just needed to stop thinking about this, I already feel a head ache coming up.

"Ku-chan!"

And so this is when I decided to wake up. Back in my bed, with a serious head ache. A precognition, great. But what exactly was it about?

Turns out it wasn't long before I figured it out. Or, more specifically, my parents. It was hard not to notice their constant chanting during dinner. Of course only I could hear since they said nothing out loud. Still, make it stop.

"I'm pregnant~I'm pregnant! Ku~ your mommy's pregnant! Just don't let your daddy know~okay sweetie?"

She wouldn't stop, neither would my dad. They both thought the other didn't know, it was ridiculous. And so I took my dinner to my room.

"Oh my darling wife, pregnant once again with a beautiful baby! I wonder when she'll tell me~"

And so my life as the single child would end. Maybe even my sanity.

Now you may be wondering how I coped with this situation. I didn't, I just avoided my parents like the plague. Especially my mother. She had the unborn thing in her stomach after all. It didn't have any thoughts and if I stared long enough I could see it's little limbs and underdeveloped looking movements, thanks to my X-RAY vision. I felt sick just thinking about it. And 'it' would only grow to be a child, which only made things worse.

"How odd it looks like you're already nine months! Have you been over eating honey? Also, where's Kusuo?"

And the worst part, everything. My parents wouldn't stop bothering me about it. Luckily my classmates didn't know. That's one good thing.

"Saiki-ku~ don't you want to listen to your new sibling's first hiccups?"

No. I want nothing to do with a fetus, baby, or any children. So why would my parents do this to me? They knew how I am. So did they secretly hate me or something? Maybe I'm just overreacting.

My mother's eyes started to swell with tears as she covered her mouth with a delicate looking hand. She sniffed as tears started to stream down her soft cheeks. Kuniharu tried to comfort his wife in his son's absence, but it didn't seem to work. Their thoughts were so loud I didn't even need to cross my eyes to know what was happening.

"A-all I wanted was a baby girl-"

"Or boy."

"to take care o-of and hold. To be able to cuddle with without making them feel uncomfortable... "

"You'll always have me darling."

"T-to have a child in my arms again. A-and now, my little Ku hates me because of my selfish desires!"

She sobbed into her hands. My father hugging her and rubbing her back. Feeling guilty for making my mother feel this way I couldn't help but teleport into the room. Looking away from the said woman, not because of guilt but because of the, baby, in her stomach was moving. A dark expression formed on her face. Oh boy.

She flipped the kitchen table, elbowing my dad's face in the process. Ouch.

"Ku come listen to your unborn baby sibling's adorable hiccups now!"

I had made a mistake, and I couldn't simply teleport away for another two minutes and fifty two seconds. Even if I did my mother would probably be upset for weeks. Crap.

And so I was forced to put my ear on my mom's stomach, awkwardly bent, listening to swishing sounds. This was too weird and uncomfortable.

It's only been a week damit.

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