Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters other than my own… which for a while are literally all mine anyways.
*I rated the story T because some chapters may get more graphic than others, and I will warn you ahead of time, but other than that it's clear sailing from here, no worries.
The room is bursting with energy and excitement. Doctors and nurses are flying around the room while a woman is secured on a hospital bed, screaming bloody murder and squeezing all feeling out of the man's hand next to her.
A single doctor sits at the foot of her bed, his head ducked under the covers, and nurses surround the red-faced mother giving birth to her second child. It was an unexpected pregnancy, but with high hopes, the family of three eagerly anticipated the birth of this child, and today is the day.
The man at the woman's side whispers soothing words into her ear and encourages her to keep pushing whenever she stops to take some quick, shallow breaths.
The woman is thinking to herself that it definitely didn't hurt this bad before, while the man is- coincidentally -thinking that he forgot it hurt this bad before, and readjusts his hand as physical demonstration for what he's thinks.
The doctor has said "Alright, one more push, it's almost here!" so many times that the woman feels the urge to reach over and rip the hair off the top of the man's head.
She groans in agony, and with all the strength she can muster, she pushes with a concrete plan in mind: if this kid doesn't get out of her right now, she is going to reach in and yank it out herself. With that, she finally felt a familiar feeling and heard the sound of something unearthly beautiful.
The newborn baby's abrupt cries broke into the room; it was the most beautiful and relieving noise the couple had ever heard in their lives. The mother finally relaxes her sore muscles and breathes a sigh of relief. Her baby is here.
"Let me see her." She smiles as she turns her sweat streaked head towards her husband. She hasn't noticed yet that, while her grip has loosened considerably, his has not. The doctor has been muttering words that the woman cannot make out, yet everyone else seems to be hearing him clearly.
"Minoru…?" The woman begins to frantically search the small room for the location of her screaming child.
It looks just fine as she watches the nurse scrubs off blood and whatever else is left on the child's skin. Usually after birth the baby is placed on the mother's abdomen to keep it warm and to dry it off close to the mother, so why are they taking her baby away? What's going on?
"Mrs. Yamada, I'm going to need you to lie back down for me…" the doctor begins softly, while two more nurses surround her and strip her abdomen bare. The woman wails out, demanding answers to the million questions running through her head, and panics when she realizes they are giving her… an ultrasound?
The primary nurse spreads the gel onto her exposed belly while, her assistant flicks on the mini television screen she rolled over moments before, as the doctor finishes, "You're having twins."
The room seems to be moving rapidly now, and the only thing the woman can hear is her husband's distant voice telling her, "Aimi, this is wonderful. Don't worry about a thing; we can make it through this. Just relax and w…." and she can hear her heart pumping blood loudly inside her ears.
Pains start shooting through her again, and quickly becomes a throbbing problem.
"The baby is ready for you to start pushing. Aimi, I'm going to need you to…"
No one can hear what the doctor says next, because right then, Aimi screams out in pain and anger as a sudden burst of energy courses through her and, in no time, the second child was out and crying for air.
The woman faints as nurses begin to cool her off with cold towels and fix the bed so it actually looks like a bed again. Minoru talks to his wife until she comes to, and his whole body fills with love and joy when her eyes flutter open and meet his, then cringe as she smiles up to him.
"How are they?" Aimi asks him softly and tiresome.
"We have a healthy daughter and son." He replies, and his heart flips when he sees her face light up at the sound of the babies' genders. She rests her head back on the pillow and closes her eyes, a faint smile plays at her lips as she waits for the nurses to bring over her children.
The nurses finish cleaning the second child, and, after picking up the first from the bed panel next to the rack of towels, bring them to either side of the mother's bedside. Minoru willingly steps back to let the nurse in closer to Aimi; he still continues to smile at her reassuringly.
Aimi finally tears her eyes away from the man and looks at the nurse holding one of her beautiful children. She turns her head to the right to see her second child, and almost has a heart attack.
Minoru watches her curiously as his wife's head shoots back and forth in between the babies, who are wrapped in white towels and quietly recovering. She turns her eyes onto him now and asks him a question that he wasn't expecting at all:
"Which one is which?"
A/N: So this is going to be (hopefully) a story different from others. There is a romance - obviously because it says so in my story description - but it's one that will have to grow slowly and have a big story plot behind it. So, what are you all thinking out there? Sparked your curiosity? Intrigued your mind, perhaps? Feedback would be AWESOME if anyone wouldn't mind taking about twenty seconds out of their time to write me a little something (anything) because it's beneficial to both you, the reader, and myself, the writer. :)
Also, THANKS TO ENIGMATICROSE4 FOR BEING SUCH A WONDERFUL BETA TO ME! I owe you BIG time.