Ugh. Doctor office. Koda always hated going there, but he hadn't been feeling well recently. Romi had suggested that they go to the doctor, and, after attempting to put up a fight then vomiting, Romi set him up an appointment. Which brings us back to where our boys were at for the moment. Doctors office.

"Alright Koda, what seems to be the problem?" The caring doctor asked.

"Well," Koda began hesitantly, "I think I've got a small stomach bug. It's no big deal. Somebody is just a little over reactive." Romi rolled his eyes at this.

"How many times a day are you vomiting?" She pressed on.

"Um, a couple times I guess. It's only in the morning, though, after my stomach's lain dormant for hours," he told. She hummed in deep thought.

"Have you had any swelling in your lower abdomen?"

"None that I've noticed," he said slowly, then finished with, "But now that you mention it, it feels a little bloated."

"Lay back," she commanded. He obeyed her orders by laying onto the cushioned table

The doctor lifted his shirt to mid-torso. Her eyes carefully examined the area between his navel and where his pants sat on his hips. She put her gloved hands on the area if focus and pressed down gently. She brought his pants down a little farther and pushed on the small amount of skin revealed there. The doctor wrote something on her clipboard and turned back to Koda with concern written all over her face.

"I think you may have some sort of tumor. I am unable to exactly, but I think it would help if we could do an ultrasound to see what it is."

Romi's face turned from concern to devastation in a second from the news. Koda was shocked and with disbelief. Romi had to remind himself it was just a chance, not for sure.

"Can we do that while we're here?" Romi asked hopefully. He wouldn't sleep that night, or any night, until he found out what was wrong.

"Of course. Just let me notify their department and I'll show you the way," the doctor replied, dialing some numbers into the phone on the wall. Romi sighed in relief, only for the moment, though.

She led them to another office in the hospital. She showed them to the door, and then shut it behind them.

"Hello, please lie down on this table while I get the gel," the new doctor told him.

Koda's whole frame shook with fear. He and Romi had barely been married for one month. He couldn't have a tumor! No! Tumors meant cancer, and Koda did not have cancer.

The doctor came back with a tube of gel. She, like the last doctor, pulled his shirt up just above his ribcage and his pants slightly lower. The viciously cold liquid landed on his stomach before the woman rubbed it around with the white nub. Koda and Romi tried to watch the screen, but couldn't decipher what the irregularities and normalities were. So instead, their eyes were glued to the doctor, using her reactions to what she saw as their guide. At that moment, she looked like she was seeing a ghost. Her fingers turned off the machine while she composed herself.

"I'm first going to tell you there's no tumor," she started, giving the boys the news they were looking for, "but there is something growing. Nothing that's going to hurt you, but I'm going to need a urine sample to make sure of what I'm seeing." While she finished talking, she wiped the gel off of Koda. His face fell a little at the statement. He had to pee in a cup then hand it to her in front of Romi?

She handed him the cup and pointed him in the direction of the bathroom.

Romi patiently waited for his husband to come out. He was feeling better knowing it wasn't a tumor, but the doc still said it grew, which couldn't mean anything good. While Koda was out of the room, he took the initiative to ask the doctor what she thought was growing inside of Koda.

"Well, what I saw was a heartbeat. But that doesn't give me much. It was so small, I mistook it for pumping blood in his own veins for a moment. So what I was thinking, was that it was a small organism that we could kill with a strong antibiotic," she gave her expert opinion. "That's what I'm getting the urine sample for; to test my theory."

Romi nodded solemnly at her answer. So, no matter what it was, Koda would be alright. That was his last thought before Koda stepped into the room. His shoulders were slumped and his eyes kept averting themselves to Romi's gaze. Romi pondered his refusal to look at him when he noticed the pink that stained Koda's cheeks. The boy was embarrassed. As was typical of Koda.

Handing the doctor the cup, Koda turned an even deeper shade of red. Romi was probably laughing at him. Then again, that wasn't something Romi would do. He chanced a peek at the man his thoughts were revolving around. His eyes were met with a face full of nothing but comfort. While the doctor ran off to do her tests, Koda sat down with his lover. He sat in Romi's lap and hugged his neck tightly. It was nothing more than a simple and comforting embrace as they waited. Earlier that day, Koda thought Romi was being over dramatic by taking him to see a doctor. Now, he was waiting around for the words that would seal his fate.

"Koda," the doctor called, walking into the room about fifteen minutes later. What he saw was a look of pure bewilderment. It was even more puzzled than when she did the ultrasound. "I don't know how to say this without sounding crazy, but, Koda?"

"Yes?"

"You- you're pregnant."

Koda stared for a second before coming to a false understanding. "I get it. Okay, where's Ashton? C'mon, bring out the cameras. I'm being Punk'd, right? Please tell me you're playing a mean joke? I'm a man, I can't get pregnant."

"You are just as confused as we are. I feel it's safe to say that no doctor has ever dealt with a case like this before. We are just as baffled as you."

The purple haired boy didn't know what to say. He was pregnant? How was he supposed to respond to that? He looked to Romi's face for an answer, but found the raven haired man was waiting for his own answer. He was unsure. He was good with children and liked them, but how was he suppose to give birth to one?

As if reading his mind, the doctor stated, " If you keep it, the only way to get it out will be through cesarean section."

Trying to push past his shock, Koda made a decision. Romi had always dreamt of being a daddy. Now he had the chance to fulfill his dream and he was going to give it up? No, he wouldn't do that. He wouldn't ruin Romi's only chance of having his own child. Plus, Koda had always wanted a family, even as a child. Granted, that wasn't how he imagined it, but it didn't make much of a difference to him. I mean, how many gay couples get to have a biological child from both of them? His mind was made up. He was keeping the baby.

The pair, after being released from the hospital, were on their way home. Not a word was spoken. Not until Romi couldn't take the suspense, that is.

"Koda?" He started cautiously. "What are you thinking about, love?"

That's when Koda turned to him with a smile. The type of smile that melts your heart. A warm, loving grin that lets you know everything will be okay. Romi trusted that smile. Whatever made Koda smile like that was what was best for him. And he would accept the answer the boy gave him as long as it made him smile like that.

"I'm keeping it, no, we're keeping it. Together," was all Koda had to say to keep Romi grinning like a madman. He was going to be a daddy. Romi was going to be a daddy.