Iris
Rating: M (For precaution)
Fanfic: Kingdom Hearts
Fanfic setting: Modern Times and in a hospital
Warning: M-preg, OOC- Characters, slight language, and a birth scene, since I don't know how to write c-sections for any characters and they don't show the compassionate of a child coming into the world, yada, yada. Contains Vex/Mar (Of course, one of my favorite couples), Dem/Zex, Xal/Larx, AkuRoku, and Xem/Saï. I apologize for it being so LONG!
Summary: Based on the song from the Goo Goo Dolls, Iris. Gift fic for Buka2000. Marluxia and Vexen have been awaiting the arrival of their son or daughter, what will become of the couples as the hours dwindle and the pain becomes more than accounted for? M-Preg, slight Language. Might be a two or a Three-shot.
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Marluxia fretted panicky. His labor was becoming closer and closer to him reaching to the end, but it seemed so far away from the way time was ticking and clicking on the clock above his head. But he knew he had to be tolerant. He couldn't rush things, but wished he was holding their wonderful bundle of joy both Vexen and him have waited unwearyingly 9 ½ months for and now, they were close to see him or her being brought into the world. Sweat trickled down his brow, causing his rosette tuffs to cling to his dampening his forehead as his breathing quickened. He desperately wanted the pain shooting throughout his body to wither away like a black rose during the wintertime. But no matter how cliché and overly redundant the line, 'I want this pain to go away' was during these times, he wanted someone to take away the pain of childbirth and for someone to do something, anything to help him at ease. His back, pelvic area and abdomen already pained with intricate contractions and his smaller hands were squeezing his boyfriend's larger hands, facing more difficulties than he has advantages. Marluxia sighed, gentle caressing his burgeoning belly. Marluxia's breathing hitched as Vexen rubbed his thigh; his hot breathes trickling his exposed leg. No matter how much hurt he has had in the past, nothing can be compared to the feeling he felt at this moment, with his child about to make his or hers' entrance into the world and his boyfriend, who has yet to leave his side, concoct in comforting Marluxia for the distress that's going to occur during the delivery process. Vexen kissed Marluxia on his dampening forehead. Vexen glimpsed open-mindedly into Marluxia's oceanic pool of emotions, finding himself staring into nervous and fear that plagued in his mind. Vexen displayed a reassuring smile to his beloved boyfriend, knowing that he was just as scared and anxious as he was, knowing that when their newborn comes into their life, their life and the lifestyle they were living would have be pushed aside and both will have to accommodate and get use to their child being in their lives. Marluxia smiled faintly. He wouldn't want to have it any other way.
"Marly, I love you."
Marluxia flashed a sympathetic smile, unaware of the contractions about to become of his slowly progressing labor. Without knowing, tears poured down his face. Marluxia clenched Vexen's hand harder than the last time, experiencing the only contraction from Hell. This meant he becoming closer to the dreaded process of him being in actual labor; the delivery. "Ahh…! Vexen, th-this…h-hurts! This hurts!" Said Marluxia in-between tears and fringed sobs, hiccupping when Vexen gently lifted his rosette bangs and gently pecked his forehead, stroking his clammy rosette bangs backs back into place. He didn't like to see the site of Marluxia, crying and sobbing with the pain consuming his emotions and the way he handled situations.
Vexen glimpsed down at Marluxia, who fretting became minored and his breathing calmed down once the contraction died down. Vexen smiled, if only Marluxia would know how happy he has made him; not for all the things they bought, materials weren't the key to happiness, but his love was what had made him the man he is today. "Baby, just take a deep breathe and breathe out. Remember what the doctor told you. You don't want to be hyperventilating when the birthing process comes. It's going to make it harder on you then it already is. Just you wait, Marlu, just you wait. Soon, the both of us will be able to hold our child in our arms and before you know it, we will be able to take him or her home and become a real family. The dream family you always wanted, like you told me. I can give you that." Vexen caressed Marluxia's face compassionately, soothing his boyfriend of his uneasiness and enlightened the smile that faintly played on his lips, as his hand gently stroked his stomach. Seconds turned into minutes, the long lasting glances and the hearty sweet nothings coming from Vexen, would only last until the right moment. Marluxia groaned indignantly, shifting his body in ascendence, gripping the hospital's linen sheets with his knuckles turning a snowy white color that could have outmatched the walls of the hospital room. His face contorted in pain and nervousness, once again entangling his hands through the linen sheets and his other hand tugging Vexen's collar, slightly bringing Vexen closer to his face. "V-Vexen! F-fuck…this hurts! I want an epidural…And I want one, now!" Marluxia seethed through his panting while the contractions began to become sharper than the previous sets.
"But Mar, you were the one who wanted a drug free birth, to interact with the baby as you deliver, remember? And baby, its too late to get an epidural, you're too far into labor to stop it now. If you were to get an epidural, and I'm saying if you were able to, then that would harm you and the baby." Vexen softly spoke, stroking his leg somberly, feeling awful that his close friend convinced him to have no drugs in his system while birthing. It was such a tiring process and Vexen could understand if he wanted to give up so easily, but he wasn't one of those people to renounce on something he has worked so hard for. "Now, whose fault is that?! Not mine, not the Easter Bunny, Kami's nor is it The Queen's fault!" Vexen glanced up Marluxia, who glanced daggers at him while he gently rubbed his burgeoning belly. "Look who's talking, Marlu. You're the one confine to a hospital bed for 16 hours because you don't have the energy to walk the halls and dilate more faster, now am I?"
Marluxia growled, about to smartly remark Vexen on something personal when Demyx busted through the hospital room, accommodated by his boyfriend Zexion, and Larxene, who all came into the hospital room with unisex colored balloons and picturesque bouquets of pink roses, Alstroemerias, Lisianthus', Day Lilies, Honeysuckles and Chrysanthemums for Marluxia as well as them being there to support him during one of the greatest moments in his life. Demyx smiled widely, running towards Marluxia and gently hugged him in a friendly and calm way, but when he looked down, he saw Marluxia wincing noticeably. "Mar, are you okay?! Buddy, are you pain?" Marluxia gripped the linen hospital sheets in a bunch, his knuckles turning ashen as he clasped the sheets tighter in his palms. Marluxia bit down on his quivering lower lip, shaking his head vigorously and grasped the railings of the hospital bed. "Vexen!"
Vexen stood up from his seat, informing Marluxia he would be getting the nurse. Marluxia whined, attempting to stop him from leaving. Vexen had had left reluctantly. "Owww, I want Vexen! I want Vexen! Is it so bad that I'm feeling so self-centered right now, since I want this pain to go away and Vexen to be near me at all times. I'm very demanding, aren't I?" The other stared at him, wanting to approach, but Marluxia continued on. "Its just…I'm just so nervous and scared…its just, I've never experienced so much happiness and pain varied all together in one day. Its so…amazing and scary at the same time!" Larxene smiled faintly, kneeling down on one knee subsequently to her best friend, gently rubbing her friend's thigh, reassuring Marly that everything was fine. She out of all people should know how Marluxia felt. Larxene went through the same exact experience 6 months ago with her daughter, Aella. Only, it was less excruciating and less time, since she has it easy.
Larxene smiled warmheartedly, ruffling Marluxia's layered, rosette hair. "Marly, it's going to be alright. I will admit, its going to hurt, but once you are able to hold your bundle of joy in your arms for the first time, you are going to overlook the fact that you were in so much pain and focus generally on your child's future. Remember, Xaldin and I went through the same experience with Aella, but as you can tell, she's a bouncing beam of danger. Things will work out, Marly, I just have that feeling. You can trust me by now and what I'm telling you is that: You are not going to regret any moment of this day nor the moment you let Vexen touch you. I mean it, Marlu." Marluxia rolled his eyes leisurely, tenderly stroking his rounded belly. "You say that now, Larx. Try being confined in a now uncomfortable bed in some lamed ass hospital, with your ass being sorer than you can imagine, an annoying nurse who gives you dirty looks with a squeaky and agitated tone of voice and -getting impregnated by my beloved partner of 3 years wasn't on my damned life agenda, either!"
Just then, the annoying nurse Marluxia affirmed came into room 409 alongside Vexen, strolling by Marluxia and smiled dandily, spreading his legs firmly on the stirrups, sticking a medical stick up his expanded hole his cervix widened as a result of his contractions beginning and a way to make room for the baby could surface. The nurse clasped her hands together, smiling kindheartedly as he looked towards Marluxia, who was covered in sheer sweat. "Great news, you're 8 centimeters dilated! Congratulations, you're going to be able to deliver soon and then…you'll be able to see and interact with your newborn child!" Unfortunately for Marluxia, the nurse said that too soon. Two hours later and nothing had changed for Marluxia, which worried the people around him. Marluxia's haste breathing quickened, gripping the cotton hospital sheets instead of Vexen's lending, supportive hand. He knew Vexen meant very well from the compassionate look he gave him, but Marluxia knew very well that if he grabbed his hand, he might break it. Vexen smiled faintly, assembling in small talk with Larxene and sitting next to Marluxia, rubbing his leg, watching as he grasped the sheets once more. Vexen sighed. He was lucky that his hand was being the crutch for Marluxia's pain, if so; his hand would be one unlucky, numbed-out hand with no use.
"Mar, are your positive that you don't want to use my hand at all? The sheets underneath you are starting to become tattered and about to become torn."
Marluxia seethed through his teeth, gritting his teeth together while he glared at his now paranoid boyfriend. "Wouldn't you do the same thing…if you were a similar situation that I am in or worse, you are about to deliver twins…without an epidural. Would you be doing the same thing, being considerate, though, you are in an excessive amount of pain and trying not to kill your boyfriend for getting you in this situation?"
"Shhh, I didn't mean it like that, Marluxia. Gomen Nasai, Aibou. I know you're in a lot of pain right now and I'm being very inconsiderate to you. Take me hand, for support."
"Vex, can you please call my friends and your friends, who haven't came yet. I want to see them in a bad way and I want something eat. Please." Of course, Vexen called the rest of their friends and to Marluxia's aberrant surprise- the rest of the Organization showed up, wanting to support him and see their newest member, though, Axel, Roxas and Lexaeus were missing in action.
"Damn, Marluxia, you look like a super hot mess." Xigbar stated bluntly, but immediately got jabbed in his chest, courtesy of Larxene and Xaldin, with some help of Aella, whose hands were curled up and ready to hit her Uncle. Larxene readjusted Aella on the right side of her hip, frowning somberly. "You try giving birth to a seven or eight pound baby and you look just as decent as you everyday. Oh yeah, you look like shit everyday, so we cannot compare you to anyone whose in labor. Now, can we?"
Zexion, who wasn't listening to all the conversation, but enough to know what they're talking about. The conversation was making cringe. Birth. The very thought of labor scared him senseless, not wanting to be crying or looking so helpless. Zexion rolled his eyes desperately, groaning indignantly when he noticed Demyx's arms around his softly swelling baby bump, swatting his hands off of his stomach, not wanting their friends to catch on and steal the attention away from Marluxia. Though, both had been very moody to each other the last few days, it didn't bother both of them one bit. "Don't even get me started on that. Demyx! Away from the tender spot!"
"Zexy…why!" Demyx whined, attempting to give him a hug, but the moody periwinkle-haired male growled, crossing his arms to his chest. The others glimpsed auspiciously over at the couple, unaware of the news about to revealed by Demyx and his loud mouthed-self. Zexion glanced down at his mono black Converses. Demyx sheepishly smiled at his friends and associates, beaming passionately, his hand resting on top of Zexion's softly swelling bump, which was layered in a large-sized, black and white striped light jacket. "Zexion's 4 months pregnant! With our baby! And you know what's the best part, we both got accepted into the same college that we both applied to!"
Everyone was excited for the expecting couple, except Marluxia. Marluxia gritted his teeth together, harshly clutching the hospital sheets in his hands as he felt the immense pain built; the pain that the doctors mentioned that would happen before the baby would be born. The baby was making forth. Vexen was close by, eyeing the happy couple to notice Marly slowly scooting upwards from his comfortable position and his teeth grinding roughly. "Vexen." Marluxia seethed perturbingly, suppressing a low moan from making its way through as the wave of pain was raking through his entire body. Vexen slowly turned, seeing his partner leaning and his face contorted aberrantly with pain and nervousness. Vexen's face lost its color. The platinum blonde rushed over to Marluxia, softly asking him what was wrong and rubbed his thigh in reassurance as well as whispering sweet nothings into his ear. He knew this time; it was the real deal. Marluxia growled hastily at his partner, gripping the front of Vexen's black t-shirt, bringing him closer to his narrowing face.
"I want to and I need to push!" Marluxia hissed, tightening his grip on Vexen's t-shirt. "What?"
"You heard me the first time, Vexen. I said,' I want to and I need to push!' This hurts like fucking hell!" Then what Marluxia was saying pondered him: Marluxia was about to have their baby, and now. Their son or daughter didn't want to wait anymore, he or she wanted to meet his/hers' parents and now. There was no telling what could become of this day. The happiness and the nervousness plaguing in their minds was more than a doubt a challenge for both, but for Marly, it was the process of delivering the baby that scared him senseless.
"Guys, Larxene and Xion, Mar is going to have the baby, now. Xion or Larxene, can you politely inform the nurse Marluxia's feeling immense pain & has the very urge to push." Vexen stated calmly. Xion quickly scampered out the doorway and went running for the nurse and the doctor. The rest of the organization came into the white and serene lingered room, inaudibly strolling into the hospital room where they saw Marluxia, breathing quickly and tightening his grasp on Vexen's hand. Vexen directed Marluxia to breathe, but Marluxia didn't want to have it that way, grasping a hold of Vexen's collar again and yanked him closer to his face.
"I want to push, Vexen! I just have to!" Marluxia's voice filled with pain. Vexen knew he was edgy and fervent on having their child; he was the most excited person in the hospital room, besides Demyx and Zexion. He was about to become a father.