Title: It runs in the family
Pairings: KidxMakaxSoul, ShinigamixSpirit and others might be implied.
Genre: family/romance
Rating: I would say 16 years, but I am not sure, myself. There won't be porn or mindless violence, though.
Summary: Kid, Maka and Soul have been happily married for nearly a decade. They're now waiting for their expected first child. But, unexpected events unroll at the same time. Shinigami is not surprised, though – afterall, it runs in the family.
Warnings: This fic contains MPREG. I was straight A in highschool biology, so I don't need any enlightening, thank you very much. If you don't like it, don't waste your time reviewing – all you will be doing is sum up to my reviews and making more people curious about this writing work~
This fic also contains Slash and Polyamory. That is what the pairing SoulxMakaxKid implies. It will eventually have fanspawn, and will have humanized!Shinigami too. Also beware that, although I am leaving these warnings clear, I won't mention them again – spoils the surprise too much. Also, despite the later developements, this is not incest – don't worry.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater – nor any of their characters. I am making no money from this.
Author Notes: The first chapters will dwell more on inner thoughts, but the story will slowly turn to the outside as I write. This was planned, and I also plan to alternate between giving an insider point of view and an outsider. If it gets too confusing, though, I would like to hear it – writing a confusing text is not my aim. =P
My beta currently is Kashii Ai, but she is not into mpreg, so unfortunately this fic is unbetaed. If someone wants to offer...~
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Years before she even had a boyfriend, Maka had started researching on pregnancy. Nothing really active, but whenever she would find a magazine, or a book explaining pregnancy, she would sit down with it and carefully absorb all information within. She knew about the most common symptoms. She knew about the most common causes for miscarriages. She knew all about nesting, illnesses related to the pregnancy on the woman, illnesses related to the pregnancy on the child – from the most innocent knowledge, to the goriest of them all: If it was on Shibusen's library, she had read it.
One would think she would be plentifully prepared for her first pregnancy when it happened.
But, at 26 years old, she definitely was not prepared to this.
She worriedly rubbed her husband's back as he miserably emptied the contents of his stomach on a trash bin strategically placed on the bedroom – no reason to make Kid anymore miserable by forcing him to be face to face with the dirtiest place on the bathroom. She raised her head as she heard Soul once more entering the room, worry also filling his sleep laced eyes. He knelt besides them, and rubbed a clean cloth wet with clear, cold water on Kid's forehead and cheeks. Dull golden eyes briefly flashed thankfully at him, before they quickly lowered again and he heaved once more in the metallic bin. Maka and Soul exchanged glances as the girl bit her lip.
Kid's apparent "morning sickness" had started three weeks ago, about the time Dr. Stein told her hers could set in – except, she wasn't having morning sickness at all, just annoying bouts of dizziness, some reflux and heartburns. Her shinigami husband, on the other hand, started waking everyday at 4am to empty all the contents of his stomach, even if there was nothing but water there. He had been screened for flu, or any other stomach bugs that could have miraculously caught on him, but he was a hundred percent healthy. Nothing was wrong with him. Except for his new 4 am routine.
At first, she was extremelly annoyed with him, thinking he was playing games at her expense – She didn't need much reasoning before she realized those definitely happened against his will. Kid felt so disgusted about his daily throwing up that he had grown depressed the first week of it and pretty much closed his mouth – it took much patience and effort from her, Soul, Shinigami-sama and their friends to get him eating again before his tough shinigami body started wasting away.
He fell back tiredly after it finally ended. Maka caught him on her arms and held him close, kissing his forehead and murmuring quiet words of comfort as Soul took the trash bin away to wash it clean until it was shining as good as new. If Soul didn't do it, she would do it herself. It did seem like spoiling to others, but just taking a look at the weak and distressed form on her arms, and she was ready to beat the shit out of whoever dared to question their actions in front of Kid's self-hating persona. Soul would undoubtfully help her at it, too.
She waited until Soul was back, then let Kid go so her weapon could pick their lover up and bring him to bed. She went to her bedside table and poured a glass of water, placing it on Kid's lips as Soul held him up on a half sitting position. Kid drank it slowly, blushing with shame and looking away from her, but she was not deterred. As much as Kid was strong against random illnesses, he was weak against the ones that managed to set upon him. Some mornings, he could barely sit up on his own as he threw up, and Soul had to hold him up instead. She dutifully fed him water everyday before they tucked him into bed once more – Maka would then curl up inside his arms, as Soul would wrap his own arms around his back, and they would sleep like this the rest of the morning.
Kid never said thank you, nor even attempted to acknowledge what happened during the early mornings at any other time of the day. When she reached for his soul, however, any time of the day but usually while he was asleep, she could feel how strong their bond with each other and Soul had just become – It had grown much stronger on the past three weeks than it had during all the years they knew eachother as children and as lovers – and that was more than enough of a thanks to her.
She smiled happily as she felt his breath deepen in a relaxed sleep, and cuddled close to his chest, reaching for his soul as she listened to his heartbeat. In response, his soul reached back to hers and enveloped hers and their child's in a warm, comfortable cocoon. She contentedly fell asleep inside it.
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Kid shuffled into the room silently as he heard the TV going on, and peeked at the couch from behind one of the racks. He could see Maka lying cuddled on Soul's arms, as they both giggled and talked about the movie that they were currently watching. Kid smiled faintly, watching from afar.
Even though his late night disgusting routine seemed to have blissfully ended about five days ago, he was still too embarassed to lounge with them on the living room - instead, he would stand there and watch, wondering at his luck that those two hadn't simply up and left him after the tough three months of tired days and late nights. If he were them, he would definitely have left him, such a failure, he couldn't even repay the favour they had done for him so readily. That all at a time when their child should only bring along happiness.
He bit his lip as he felt Maka's soul reaching for his as usual, and the woman raised her head from Soul's shoulder and turned around to look at him. That smile, she always offered him it when he felt like this, and yet, he didn't know either to cry or to smile. To her, though, he always gave back a small smile. Now she would invite him to join them, and he would refuse and retreat to the library, as had been usual the last weeks, when he was awake. Except... he looked askingly at her as she rose from her comfortable position, her small, but already rounded five months pregnant belly showcased proudly by her shorts and tanktop. She walked pleasantly towards him and, suddenly, grabbed at his hair.
Kid yelped as she turned back and pulled him to the couch by his white-striped hair, more from surprise, but with a mix of pain. Both him and Soul looked at Maka dumbfolded as she pushed him on the couch, and with an evil glare mixed with a sweet smile, ordered him. "I'm going to get us some ice cream, and you're going to wait here until I come back." Kid nodded mutely, at a loss for words. He heard Soul snort back a laugher as she said that, and receive a wink from her before she left the room.
It was the most awkward silence he had ever shared with Soul, although the weapon seemed at ease with it. By the time Maka returned, he already was shrinking against the couch, trying to get swallowed up by its softness.
She sat between them and set the tray she had brought on the coffee table, then generously filled a bow with strawberry and chocolate icecream. Satisfied with it, she stuck the spoon on the top and handed it to Soul with a kiss on the cheek, before opening the catchup bottle and generously covering the rest of the 2L ice cream pack with it. She them opened a bag of potato chips and emptied in on the pack as well, making space with a spoon when it didn't completely fit.
Soul made a gagging sound and Maka playfully slapped at him, before sticking two spoons on the covered ice cream and fitting herself between Soul and Kid, her back leaning against Soul's shoulder, her legs propped up on Kid's lap. She happily placed the pack between them, and Kid almost shyly took up the spoon, taking a bite of it as Maka grinned. They had both grown fond of that odd desert lately, and Maka was always happy to share with him, probably because then she could tell Soul they weren't pregnant cravings, but just a good sweet, since he liked it and was a guy.
And damn... it looked disgusting, but tasted good. Maka's blissful expression as she ate it agreed with his thoughts. He took more bites, relaxing against the couch as his lovers talked, and slowly started talking along with them. He now could feel how much he had missed it – talking with them, spending lazy time with them.
He watched happily as Soul kissed her lips, taking a spoon beating on his head when he refused to deepen it and taste the "delicassy" from her tongue. He chuckled as Soul showed his tongue to her, and then Maka leaned towards himself and kissed him deeply. Kid was fairly surprised, but responded with gusto, his heart swelling as he felt her hands carress his hair, and her soul carress his own. She pulled away and winked at him, before leaning back on Soul, and they spent the rest of the day talking and laughing about silly movies.
Kid felt his bond with his husband and his wife deepen considerably that afternoon, much more than it had been the day they first got together. He smiled and relaxed back, feeling his body and soul enveloped by the warmth of his lovers.
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As the introduction, this chapter will be the only one holding a drabble-like structure.