James is the sequel to Revenge Porn. If you haven't read Revenge Porn you'll be slightly lost. I know it's been a while since I've posted anything, so bear with me here. I really don't feel like writing out Spirit's pregnancy (mainly because I really don't have enough time to). I'm skipping to after his and Stein's baby is born. I hope you don't mind. Still, I hope you enjoy the sequel to Revenge Porn.
It's been two days since Spirit had given birth to his and Stein's child, an adorable but tough baby girl. Her eyes matched her mother's, a shining blue that could capture anyone's attention with just one look. Soft, silver hair matched her father's, definitely signifying her has Stein's daughter. She wasn't big, but she did put up a fight when held wrong.
Stein, being a father for the first time, learned the hard way when he let her left foot dangle over his arm, dropping her in the process of trying to adjust her. Spirit gave a startled cry as Stein caught her by her leg before she hit the solid hospital floor.
"Easy, Stein!" Spirit scolded, reaching out for the child.
Stein handed the cherry redhead their daughter, observing the way Spirit handled her. Spirit cradle her, rocked her gently, sang sweetly to her until she fell asleep, snoring softly. He laid her gently across his lap, playing with her inch long hair.
"She's tough," Stein grunted, jealousy starting to show. "We still have to name her…"
Spirit chuckled softly, pulling his crazed lover down on the hospital bed with him. He kissed him softly. "I want to name her….James."
Stein raised an eyebrow. "James? Why would you want to name a girl James?"
"I like the name," Spirit huffed, crossing his arms. The scientist raised his hands to show that he meant no harm to his Death Scythe. Spirit reached out towards the screw in Stein's head and turned it until it clicked. It always seemed to open up the man's mind in some situations. "It sounds kind of tough, and with you as her father…there's no telling which traits she's got from you. It also has this dark twist to me. If you think about it, it makes perfect sense. She could have inherited your Madness. Or the fact that you like to cut every living thing open- which you're not doing to our daughter!"
Stein looked at the sleeping girl in his lover's lap. He reached out and stroked over her hair, contemplating the name. "James," he murmured softly. "James Dean Albarn?" He looked up at the smiling red head who gave a small nod.
"Yeah….James Dean Albarn."
It was silent in the room. The scientist had curled up against the new mother, his glasses resting on the bedside table. He and Spirit had dozed off together for a well-deserved rest.
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Both Spirit and Stein woke up to a crying James. Spirit cradled the crying baby and rubbed his eyes, scooting over until his hips touched the railing on the bed so Stein could sit up better. There was a knock on the door. Stein grunted a "Come in." The door opened to reveal a nurse with a bottle in hand, a smile plastered across her face when she walked in.
The nurse didn't seem at all affected by the strange scenario; more like she thought it was amusing. Stein had slipped his glasses on and gave her a curt nod.
"Did you guys finally decide on a name for her?" she asked cheerily, holding out the bottle to Spirit.
Spirit nodded, shocking Stein by giving James and the bottle to him. He blushed as he tried to get the crying baby to settle down enough to get her situated in his arms so he could feed her.
"We named her…James….James Dean Albarn." He looked up at the nurse with a polite smile. "I know, I know. Not the most girlish name ever, but, given who she's inherited traits from, it suits her just fine." Stein gave a nod, agreeing with Spirit.
The nurse smiled. "Well, it certainly is kind of a dark name." She leaned over to help Stein settle James into his arms, giving him pointers on how to support her head. When there was nothing left for her to do, she left, telling Stein, "Good luck."
The silver haired man grunted, blushing lightly. He gripped the bottle lightly, holding the nipple to James' mouth. James greedily sucked on it, her tiny hand reaching up towards the bottle. A smile formed across Stein's lips. He couldn't help but smile wider when he caught a glimpse of those gorgeous blue eyes she had inherited. I pressed a tentative kiss to her forehead as he fed her. His thumb lightly rubbed her soft, smooth leg.
Spirit giggled and watched him lazily, leaning his head back against the bed. "You're not going to spoil her too much, are you?"
"Should I?"
"Yes and no."
James spit the nipple out, her hands grabbing air until her little hands grabbed his glasses. Stein smiled.
"Hey! Give those back. Daddy needs those." He gently pried her fingers open, Spirit taking his glasses and slipping them back on to his face. He pressed another kiss to her forehead. "Don't give Mamma too much trouble, now, while I'm gone." He smiled and handed her over to Spirit.
James started to scream. Stein lightly touched her forehead, James quieting momentarily before screaming once again.
"Sh-sh-sshh. Daddy will be back shortly. I promise," he said, standing.
James went quiet, yawning cutely, reaching out towards her father; her bright eyes seemed to be turned on full power. Stein bit his lips when he caught sight of those eyes.
"Maybe I can go one more day-"
"No, you need to go," Spirit said, motioning him to go.
Stein leaned down and kissed the redhead softly. "Alright, alright. I'm gone." He kissed James' forehead one last time before disappearing, finally going back to the DWMA after a month and some days.
Well, whaddya think? I know, I know. A girl named James is crazy right? I think James is a really cute name and I've been sort of obsessed with it. I do apologize if the Stein and Spirit seem out of character this chapter. It's been awhile since I've had anything to do with Soul Eater…almost a year it feels like.