Hey guys this is a another gravitation mpreg…yeah ,yeah, what's up with this girl doing mpregs with Gravitation…Well…It's an interesting concept since it cant actually happen and second this time it's not Shuichi…It's Yuki…This will be the first complete Yuki mpreg I guarantee that to you readers. So please enjoy this fic! R AND R PLEASE! HEy sorry for the Italics guys. Stupid fanfiction screwed it up when I uploaded it. I fixed it so please enjoy and all those who have questions and need answering pelease keep reading for those who dont like this no one force you to read it:P
(0.0) - I do not own Gravitation obviously ß------ Damn that's gotten old
Eiri Yuki had been sitting on his computer for the last day and half without emerging. At this point he was on strict deadline and literally locked himself into his small office. Once again the singer had been living with the office door locked he knew his efforts of trying to get into it would be pointless. At the end of the day Yuki would come out of his office only to grab a beer and head back into the box that he called the micro sized office.
"Good night, Yuki." Shuichi Shindou said from the couch, which he had been watching the latest news on Nittle Grasper.
The only response the singer was able to get from his beloved writer was the 'click' from the door.
Yuki heard a long sigh from outside the office. He held the beer can up to his forehead and turned on a fan in the office to high. Sweat dripped lightly down his face as a wave of nausea had hit him as he gripped his beer and sat on the couch.
"Damn it," Yuki thought. " What the hell is wrong with me?"
He got up and opened his beer, he knew he would regret it as soon as he took the first few sips from it but decided to ignore the feeling of throwing up and tried his hardest to get back to his latest novel. Yuki soon found it hard to watch the words flow on the screen without the obnoxious feeling of throwing up. He went back to the couch and closed his eyes, deciding to give up for the night.
Shuichi heard the fan blasting in his office, thinking it was weird to be hearing such a noise since it was in the middle of November. Shuichi gently walked up to the door and knocked as lightly as he could.
"'Yuki, is everything ok in there?" Shuichi asked gently.
Yuki came over to the door and opened it a crack.
" Why the hell wouldn't it be?" Yuki said in a colder them usual kind of voice.
"Do you have the fan running in there, Yuki?"
" Yeah so?"
" The apartment is freezing, here you are wearing your shirt half way unbuttoned , the room is freezing and you look as pale as a ghost!" Shuichi said pushing his way into the room with barely any resistance from Yuki, although the writer had physically tried to keep him out, he was just to weak.
" Get out brat! It's none of your concern." Yuki said grabbing Shuichi's arm and throwing him out of the office. There was a click again and soon after that Yuki heard Shuichi hammering on the door. Once again the writer sought comfort in his now warm beer. It didn't make him feel much better when he heard the warm alcohol slosh inside the can. The sound and the movement of the can was not a good combination as he rushed to the trashcan in his office and started puking. He did that for a good long time and once he finished dry heaving for a bit, he lay on the floor. The fan did nothing for him now, as sweat dripped from his body, unable to get up Yuki just fell asleep there for the night unable to even call for his love, who, must have already gone to bed.
In the morning Shuichi woke up and knocked on Yuki's door.
" Yuki? Yuki," He sang on the other side of the door. "Yuki, you still in there? I didn't hear you come to bed at all last night."
The young singer hadn't heard a word from the other side and started to smell something horrid enough to make him gag.
"Yuki? Are you alright in there?" Then he heard it…It was not what he had expected.
"Yuki! Damn it open this door right now!" Shuichi said with more of a panic.
He still heard retching noises from within and Shuichi was becoming even more upset at the sound of it. So the young singer did what he was good at: breaking down doors. The site on the other side of the door almost broke him. Yuki was there sitting on the floor, holding onto his tin trashcan besides his desk. Yuki's clothes were visibly wet from sweat and Shuichi could see the half drunk can of beer spilt on the floor. The pink haired young man ran over to his love, trying to hold back any little strands of hair that might get near the novelists mouth.
"Go…away." Yuki said in the middle of some deep breathing.
"I'm not leaving you like this." Shuichi protested. Yuki wouldn't hear of it was he pushed the singer against the wall.
"You better…Stay right there. You…promise?" Yuki said looking at the singer directly in the face with those murderous golden brown eyes of his. Shuichi could clearly see the fever that his lover had developed and didn't quite know what to do.
" I promise." Shuichi said nervously, inching his way out of the room against his own will. Shuichi knew he had to do something about this and if Yuki wasn't going to accept Shuichi's help despite how sick he was it was time Shuichi got some help.
As soon he was able to leave the room he picked up the phone and quickly dialed the only number he thought would be able to help in this time of crisis.
"Hello?" The female voice on the other end answered.
"Mika! Please tell me your husbands home!" Shuichi said in a very panicked voice.
" Calm down, Shuichi. What's going on?" Mika said trying to get the boy under control.
"Yuki's really, really sick! He won't listen to me or anything so I can't give him any help."
"You're going to have to Shuichi, make my brother understand that he needs rest! Plus you're with him now, you can't always rely on the help of me and my husband."
"Is Seguchi even home?"
" Do you think I would tell you to deal with this on your own if he was? I have to take care of the baby." She said.
"'What am I going to do then Mika? He's throwing up violently and has a fever and everything!"
"Damn it, Shuichi are you that much of an idiot? Once he's done, grab his arm and take him to the bathroom then when he's done in there take him to bed, make sure to take the key to his office away from him. I'll have Tohma come over when he comes home. Oh and tell my brother to get better soon." Mika said as she hung up.
Shuichi swallowed. He had never had to deal with a sick Yuki before. The young singer rushed into the room where Yuki was now leaning against the couch. Shuichi put Yuki's arm around his shoulders and pulled him up.
"Come on, Yuki. Let's take you to bed." Shuichi said as he touched his loves face.
"I can't…I have to keep writing this novel. My editor she-" Yuki couldn't finish his sentence, for he ran to the bathroom and started retching again. Shuichi ran to the bathroom, he got a face cloth, wet it and then put it on Yuki's forehead. Yuki was now leaning against the cold bathtub. Shuichi pulled off Yuki's shirt and took another dampened cloth and started rubbing his body with.
"Does this feel better?" Shuichi asked.
"It feels good…" Yuki said closing his eyes, sweat dripping down his body still.
" Tohma will be coming later, hopefully he will know what to do." Shuichi said as he continued to rub his poor loves clammy body.
" Tohmas coming?" Yuki said still taking deep breathes.
"Yeah. He'll be able to help you more then I can."
"Shuichi…take me to bed…" Now this completely threw Shuichi off because first of all, Yuki never EVER calls him by his first name or by his name period. Secondly, he was actually admitting to weakness by asking Shuichi to take him to bed.
"Yuki…" Shuichi said in a worried tone. The young man helped his blond off the ground and led him to his room. He helped Eiri get into bed and quickly placed just the sheets over his hot body.
"Yuki, I'll be right back ok? I'm going to get you some medicine for your stomach and some water. You might just be a little dehydrated I think. You haven't really come out of the study except to use the bathroom, eat and get a beer." Shuichi said tucking his love in and kissing him on the forehead.
" I don't need to be waited on you idiot," Yuki said as he was getting out of his bed. "I can get it myself."
"But in the bathroom, you called me Shuichi and you wanted to go to bed." Shuichi said, giving Yuki puppy dog eyes.
" Don't think to far into it, it was the fever talking." Yuki said briefly falling against the wall near his bed on his way out of it.
Shuichi caught him as he fell away from the wall and helped him back onto the bed.
" You can barely stand, let alone go get water for yourself, not to mention the medicine on top of that." Shuichi said.
" I don't need your help!" Yuki shouted as he got up slightly stumbling out of the room. Shuichi soon followed to make sure that his love wouldn't do anything rash.
" Please, Yuki, return to bed. You need to rest up." Shuichi pleaded as he heard the front door close.
" I would do what says Eiri." Tohma said calmly, hanging up his coat, while bringing in a bag of things that could help Yuki.
" Thank you for coming, Seguchi." Shuichi bowed repeatedly thankful for the help he was going to get.
" I'm not here for you , but for my brother-in-law who seems to neglect his own health." Seguchi put bluntly.
"Damn it, Tohma, I don't need help from the brat here, what makes you think I need your help?" Yuki asked taking a pill that Shuichi had all ready for him in hand, Yuki took the pill on the spot.
" Ah, well, I see you have already taken some medication. Why don't we just take you back to bed then? I'll bring some soup to settle your stomach a bit." Seguchi said with a shit eating grin.
" Do I have to repeat myself, Tohma?" Yuki asked as he held onto the wall to maintain his balance.
Shuichi ducked under his arm on the wall and put it around his shoulders.
" Come on, Yuki. Let's get you back to bed." Shuichi said gently as he could taking Yuki back to the bedroom. This time, Yuki didn't raise a fuss. The fever had really started hitting him now, and soon he was putting all his weight on Shuichi.
" Seguchi, do you think you can help me? Yuki's really starting to wilt." Shuichi said grunting under the forefront of Yuki's weight. Seguchi just put the soup on the stove and rushed over to Shuichi to help him. They soon laid the older man in bed and covered him with light blankets, while Seguchi was able to put a compress on Eiri's forehead.
"This isn't good. Eiri seems to have a high fever and since when did you notice he was throwing up?"
"Just this morning. He locked himself in his study like usual. The only reason I know that he was acting weird was because last night he had the fan on in there and the rest of the apartment has been freezing. He didn't come to bed either." Shuichi said poking his two index fingers together in sheer innocents.
"Hmmm," Tohma walked into the office, a horrible smell made his cover his node with his shirt sleeve as he inspected the office. "Seems as though we'll have to dispose of this trashcan. You are right it is colder in here then the rest of the house. Why isn't the heat on?"
"Yuki doesn't usually like it on." Shuichi told him.
"I see. Well I suppose I should call our family doctor to come over and take a look at him. This does seem like a very bad stomach virus or extreme food poisoning." Seguchi pulled out his phone to make the call as Shuichi headed back to his lover in their bedroom.
"How are you fe-" But before Shuichi could finish what he was saying, he realized that Yuki was sound asleep.
He sat down on the bed next to him, wiping the wet bangs from his loves face.
"Hurry up and get better my Yuki." Shuichi said as he leaned up against his love and soon closed his eyes himself.
"Alright, Mr. Shindou, I called the doctor and he should be here in-," He walked into the room unable to finish what he was saying, seeing the two, Shuichi and Yuki fast asleep next to each other. Seguchi shook his head lightly and left them alone for a few hours. The soup stayed warm on the stove, Seguchi sat and read for a while until Shuichi woke up from his brief nap. Shuichi walked down the hall and into the sitting room where Seguchi was.
" Good you're up , the doctor should be arriving shortly to take a look at Eiri. I think it might be best to leave the house at this time. I know you are worried about Eiri but I think it best that you are away while he is being examined." Seguchi said taking a sip of tea he had made.
"What?!? I have to be here! I need to know what's wrong with him so I know how to take care of him." Shuichi proclaimed.
", you are not aware of how to take care of him and what he needs at this moment. Mr. Nakano is waiting for you. Tonight you will be at his house and if anything major that comes of this visit with the doctor, I will call you." Seguchi said sternly.
" I can't just leave him here. He needs me."
" Not now. Please just leave till you hear from me. Take that as an order." Seguchi said with a threatening face.
"Yes, sir." Shuichi said with a deep sigh as he grabbed his jacket and left the apartment for the night.
Soon reaching Hiro's house, it began to snow and he stood there for a while looking up at the sky, wishing that he could take care of Yuki the way he needed to be taken care of.
"What are you thinking about?" A voice asked him as he stood in front of Hiro's house.
"Huh? What?" He looked around trying to locate the person whose voice it was attached to, he soon spotted Hiro sitting in the upstairs window.
" I'll be right down. We'll talk when you come in." Hiro said leaving his bedroom window to let his best friend in.
"You were standing there for about ten minutes, Shu. What the hell were you thinking about?" Hiro said bringing him something warm to drink.
" You know why I'm here don't you?" Shuichi asked.
" Yeah, Seguchi said that he wanted you to spend some time with your best friend, but I assume that's just a load of shit isn't it?" Hiro said.
"Yeah, it is…" Shuichi said sadly.
" Then what's the deal this time?"
" Yuki's really sick and I don't know how to take care of him at all! He started to relax a little more once Seguchi got there and all he did was fight me. So while the doctors there Seguchi decides to get rid of me, so I don't know how I can help him now."
"You know Shuichi, I think I have to agree with Seguchi on this one." Hiro said sticking his finger in his ear, scratching the inside.
"What? Why?" Shuichi clamored.
" The last time you took care of me when I was sick, you made me drink hot sauce thinking it would make me sweat out my fever. Then when you made me soup, the broth was freezing and the noodles weren't cooked all the way through. When I asked for medicine, you gave me laxatives. I wound up calling Ayaka, who I should have called in the first place." Hiro said sitting on his bed.
" I wasn't that bad." Shuichi said.
Hiro gave Shuichi a look.
" Other then giving me shit, just teach me how to take care of Yuki." Shuichi begged.
"If I have to." Shrugged Hiro.
That night Hiro explained what to do, to take care of Yuki. The next day Shuichi ran back to Yuki's apartment, bag in hand to help take care of Yuki that morning.
" Yuki! I'm home!" Shuichi said running to the bedroom with a bag in hand. He stopped half way down the hall when he heard retching coming from the bathroom. He stopped just outside the bathroom when Seguchi spotted him.
" I told you, I would call you, ." Seguchi said sternly as he padded Yuki on his back, Yuki slowly lifting his head from the toilet bowl. His face was pale, and sweat dripped down his face.
"Tohma, leave." Yuki said.
" But what the doctor said."
" Leave, damn it!" Yuki demanded as he leaned back against the bathtub.
Seguchi sighed. " I will be back later to check on you, Eiri. If you need me feel free to call me like usual." He soon walked out of the house reluctantly.
"What's in the bag, brat?" Yuki said as sweat beads fell from his face.
"I bought some ginger ale and uhh…," Shuichi looked through the bag. " Medicine for your stomach and some pre-made soup with clear instructions."
"Heh. There's no need for any of that." Yuki said wiping his forehead.
Shuichi looked heartbroken, trying to get everything he could to help.
"I'm going to the doctors tomorrow again." Yuki said.
" Why? Didn't he come yesterday?"
" He didn't know what it was either. He automatically shut down all of Tohmas ideas of what it could be and wants to give me a damn physical tomorrow."
"Do you want me to come?" Shuichi asked as he got on his knees, wiping sweat off his loves brow with a damp cloth.
" You're asking? You usually just do what you want and tag along like a puppy anyways." Yuki said smirking.
" I can come with you, Yuki?"
" I'm going to need someone to take care of me right?" He smiles slightly.
" Yuki…" Shuichi swooned as Yuki leaned over to kiss him warmly.
" Umm…Yuki?"
" Shut up brat." Yuki said kissing him more passionately. Shuichi pushes him away slightly.
"Are you done for now and uh, do you think you could use some mouth wash?" Shuichi asked guiltily.
" Yeah I'm finished and way to ruin the mood." Yuki slowly got up with the help of Shuichi.
After Yuki had finished up in the bathroom, Shuichi helped him to the bedroom and tucked him in lightly and kissed him on the cheek.
" Would anything I bought for you help you?" Shuichi asked.
" Don't bother I'll get it myself." Yuki said as he began to get up but Shuichi took one hand and pushed him back onto the bed.
" What are you doing?"
" Taking care of you! No one thinks I can do it, not even you or Seguchi! But damn it until you're better I'm going to be with you all the way!" Shuichi declared as he covered Yuki up again and then headed to the kitchen.
Yuki got up slowly and walked to the end of the hallway. He watched Shuichi singing in the kitchen. Shuichi put the soup in the pan. Yuki was leaning against the frame of the hallway.
"You done?" Yuki asked.
Shuichi turned around and saw Yuki standing up and out of bed.
" Yuki you should be in be-" He couldn't finished his sentence because Yuki stole Shuichi lips and gave him a deep kiss.
"You're being cute right now." Yuki said as he grabbed the pink haired boys hand and led him to the bedroom. Luckily, Shuichi didn't have a chance to turn the stove on when Yuki whisked him to the bedroom.
"Yuki, we can't do this. You're si-"
Shuichi braced himself for kisses from Yuki. The writer began to unbutton his lovers pants and slid his hand into his under wear. Shuichi quickly took off his shirt as Yuki gave him kisses along his collarbone. Shuichi slid down to Yuki's pants, easily getting them off because they were merely pajama bottoms. Shuichi moaned as Yuki touched him. His member hard, Shuichi could feel Yuki's mouth soon wrap around it as he came. Liquid poured into Yuki's mouth as Shuichi wrapped his arms around Yuki's neck. Slowly, Yuki let go of Shuichi member as he thrust forward into Shuichi, hard and fast.
"Yuki!" Shuichi moaned.
"Shut up!" Yuki said thrusting again.
Shuichi could see his love starting to fade no matter how much longer he wanted the feeling to last. He soon felt Yuki pull out as he fell on the bed and Shuichi felt his forehead as he could feel Yuki's fever returning. It never lasted that short when they usually did it so Shuichi knew that something had to be wrong.
"Good thing we're going to the doctors tomorrow." Shuichi said pulling on a pair of loose shorts and a pair of underwear.
"Why?" Yuki asked as he tried to get up, but his body wouldn't let him. Shuichi sat down next to and caressed his cheek.
" Cause I know you're not feeling well." Shuichi said getting up and headed back to the kitchen.
" I'll make your soup now, ok?" Shuichi smiled as he left the room for Yuki to rest. Yuki looked at Shuichi longingly as he left. To be honest, Yuki felt really lonely and vulnerable right now. The writer didn't have the slightly idea why but he knew that he was going to force himself to stay awake so he could see Shuichi to come back into the room.
Moments later, the pink haired boy entered the room with a tray in hand.
" I'm not hungry." Yuki said coldly as the grin on Shuichi's face had disappeared.
" But you look like you're dehydrated and hungry. I even heard your stomach when we were making love." A light blush covered Yuki's face but it wasn't visible enough for Shuichi to see.
"I'm fine." Yuki said frigidly, going farther down under the blankets on the bed.
" I'll leave these here for you if you want them then." Shuichi said with a sigh, putting the tray on Yuki's side table. Shuichi was about to leave when he heard Yuki mumble.
"Yuki, did you say something?"
" Nothing! You're hearing things." Shuichi shrugs and left the room.
Yuki immediately regretted saying that as he took the tray on the table next to him and started to eat his food gingerly, for he never knew what would happen if he ate to much.
A few hours later, after Yuki finished and took a nap, he left the bedroom to see what his young love was doing. The writer found the singer sleeping on the couch, smirked and grabbed a blanket. He laid it on the boy as he covered his own lap and started flipping through the channels.
"Yuki?" Shuichi stirred slightly, awaken by the noise of the channel changing.
" Hm?" Yuki grunted slightly.
" What are you doing up? It's late, you should be asleep." Shuichi said sitting straight up.
"I can't stay in there all day, idiot." "I'm glad you came out here." Shuichi said noticing the blanket that Yuki had covered him with and then leaned against his love. Shuichi cuddled closer to the older man.
"What are you doing?" Yuki ask giving the cold eye to Shuichi. The young singer scooted away a bit.
"I just wanted to be close to Yuki." Shuichi said giving his own version of puppy dog eyes to his blond lover. Yuki didn't look at Shuichi and kept his gaze on the TV. He lightly found Shuichi's hand and held on to it.
" Yuki…You do care." Tears coming to the boys' eyes.
Yuki didn't say anything. He was just watching the TV. After a few minutes, he looked down at Shuichi, the boy had tears of happiness running down his face and his eyes closed, leaning against his only love. Yuki put his head on Shuichi's head and slowly drifted to sleep.
The next morning, Shuichi felt the warmth of Yuki leave him in a flash. He soon heard the sound he dreaded. Shuichi went to the kitchen and began to make tea that might settle Yuki's stomach. Shuichi headed into the bathroom with the cup of tea all ready. At this point most of what Yuki was doing was dry heaving since he didn't really have anything in his stomach except soup.
"What the hell are you holding?" Yuki barked, looking up briefly, his hands around the toilet bowl.
"Mint tea. It said that it's supposed to make peoples stomachs feel better."
" I don't need that!" Yuki yelled as he stood up.
" But Yuki, it might make you feel better!"
" I said I don't need it!" Yuki barked, knocking the hot cup of tea out of Shuichi's hand breaking the mug it was in. A piece of glass flew close enough to Shuichi's wrist cutting him slightly.
"Yuki…" Shuichi trembled, he had never seen the writer this angry before. The pink haired singer ran out of the room in fear and soon Yuki heard the front door slam shut. There he was left, as a confused, miserable Yuki.
Shuichi ran out of the house. He flew through the streets, tears falling down his face, hitting people he ran by. He soon arrived at Hiro's house once again. The pink pop singer was about to knock when he heard that Ayaka had been visiting Hiro (since Hiro left his window open in a bit). Shuichi didn't want to bother them, for it was rare that they were able to see each other. The boy didn't want to interrupt them since they had been getting so close lately. He walked away with his head down, tears pouring from his eyes as he walked to the park where Yuki and him had first met. He sat on the bench looking at the horizon and the city. The tears just flowed down his face as he got up and held onto the railing. What could he have done to upset his Yuki so?
"I thought I might find you here." A voice came from the same direction as the time they had had their first meeting. But this time it was different. Shuichi didn't even look at him and turned away, he began to walk in the opposite direction as Yuki caught his hand.
" Look brat, I'm…I'm…Shit I can't say it." Yuki said angrily, holding Shu's wrist with every ounce of strength he could endure. Yuki soon felt wet liquid dripping from Shuichi wrist as he pulled away and saw it was blood. The mug that cut him did more then he thought.
" Guess I am a murderer…" Yuki decided as he fell to his knees.
"Yuki, I'm not dead and it's just a scratch." He gets down on his knees.
"Are you alright, Yuki?"
" Do I look…Alright to-" Yuki clutches his stomach.
" Yuki?" Shuichi asked as he tried to help Yuki up but he wouldn't budge.
"What's wrong, Yuki?"
" Nothing…You shouldn't have to…Worry…about it-" Yuki was now gritting his teeth together.
" Yuki, we have to take you to a hospital!"
" I said I'm fine!" Shuichi took one of his arms and made him get up.
" We're going to the hospital, Eiri Uesugi!" Shuichi demanded for the first time, in a long time.
At this point in the game, Yuki didn't argue or really acknowledge the fact that Shuichi actually called him by his real name. Shuichi did his best to get him there, Hiro's house was the closest. Ayaka called her car to come pick them up and in less then twenty minutes they had arrived at the hospital. Shuichi rushed Yuk in and he was almost instantly submitted.
" I called Seguchi and Mika. They should be here soon." Hiro said as he hung up his phone.
" That's good, I guess." Shuichi said as he sat there thinking.
"Why don't we go for a walk, Shuichi?" Ayaka asked as she went over to him and grabbed his wrist. Shuichi winced slightly at the touch and Ayaka saw what had caused it. The cut from the cup was still bleeding a little bit as she took the ribbon that formed the bow in her hair, and tied it around Shuichi's wrist.
"What happened to your wrist, Shu?" Hiro asked as he saw the exchange between Ayaka and Shuichi.
" It's because Yuki has been acting really strange towards me lately." Shuichi said.
" That doesn't explain how that came to be, Shu." Hiro said.
" I brought tea to him this morning, like you told me to do, you know to settle his stomach." Shuichi paused and just gazed at his wrist.
" Well?" Hiro asked.
" What?" Shuichi seemed to pop out of his little world when Hiro called to him.
" What happened?" Hiro sighed.
" Yuki, he, lost his temper and knocked the cup of tea out of my hand. It smashed against the wall and a little piece of it sliced me." Shuichi said pulled the bow off to show Hiro more carefully.
" Looks like you got burned as well, Mr. Shindou." Seguchi said coming up from behind Hiro.
" Have you heard anything about Eiri?" Mika wanted to know as she held her sleeping baby.
Shuichi shook his head as tears came to his eyes.
" No wonder you two weren't home this morning. can you tell me what happened with Eiri. I heard the first part, then what happened after the cup incident?" Tohma asked in a worried tone.
" I ran away. I knew I shouldn't run away but I was scared. Yuki has never done anything like that or even gotten that mad at me before. I don't know what I did." Shuichi said as he started to cry in front of everyone, tears began to pour like rain right before a thunderstorm. Shuichi fell to his knees and starts to sob as Hiro got down next to him to comfort his friend, even Tohma had joined them on the floor.
" By the way it sounds you didn't do anything, ," Tohma looked at Mika. " Doesn't sound very much like Eiri does it?"
" He has always been cold, but never to the point getting so angry at someone he would intentionally knock some hot tea out of some ones hands." Mika said.
" He's been pushing me away lately." Shuichi said between tears.
" That sounds like Eiri. " Mika stated bluntly.
" He won't let me do anything for him! I want to help him, I do, but he won't let me get things for him or anything!"
" Eiri has always been the independent one. You should know that, ." Seguchi said getting up.
" But he always listened to you, Seguchi." Shuichi cried, tears still streaming down his eyes.
" Yes, but that's because…Well." Seguchi looks at Mika.
"Don't you say it now, Tohma." Mika demanded.
"Tell me what?" Shuichi asked.
" He trusts me." Seguchi sighed.
"He trusts me too!" Shuichi said angrily at his boss.
"Why the hell did you say anything, Tohma?" Mika asked in an enraged voice.
" The boy has a right to know."
" You may have been there for Yuki when he killed his Yuki, but he does trust little by little and you haven't been able to see how much he has changed! He trusts me, damn it!" Shuichi said with all his might as he stormed out of the hospital, only to find himself looking up at the sky from the entrance wishing he knew what was wrong with his Yuki.
Inside a doctor came over to the group of people there for Yuki.
" Is Mr. Uesugi's lover here?" The doctor asked.
" He's outside, I'll go get him." Hiro began to and get him but Seguchi stopped him.
"What's wrong with him, Doctor?" Seguchi asked holding onto Hiro's arm in means of stopping him.
" Are you a member of the family?" The doctor asked.
" Brother-in-law. This is his is sister." Seguchi said as he stepped next to his wife letting go Hiro.
"Seguchi, please let me get him. This might be serious." Hiro begged.
" The boys right it is serious, which is why we would like to talk to the lover first and ." The doctor said.
" Please, mam. Can you just tell us what's going on." Seguchi pushed.
" I'm sorry . I'm not allowed to give you that information yet."
" You know me?"
" Yes. A producer like yourself and a member of Nittle Grasper is widely known." The doc said.
" Ah, I see. Then I don't suppose I can influence you to let us see him."
"Unfortunately no, I know he will say something and it is a matter that needs to be discussed between him and his lover." Seguchi slowly lets Hiro go as he runs out to get Shuichi. He spots him sitting on a bench in front of the hospital.
"The doctor has to have a talk with you and Yuki, Shuichi. The doctors waiting for you now." Hiro said running over to him.
Shuichi didn't say anything but maintained in his one little world, ignoring the fact that Hiro had even run out with the news to tell him.
"Earth to Shuichi!" Hiro said waving his hand in front of the singers face.
"Huh? When did you get here, Hiro?" Shuichi asked.
" Two seconds ago. The doctor wants to talk to you and Yuki about something." Hiro said.
" Oh, you don't think Yuki's going to die do you?" Shuichi asked tears rising to the surface in his eyes.
"No, he's not going to die, you idiot." Hiro said bopping Shuichi in the bead with his fist.
" I should head in then." Shuichi said getting up.
" Damn straight." Hiro said following him into the building.
The doctor saw the two coming into the building.
" Ah,, a pleasure to meet you." The doctor held out her hand to shake his.
" Who are you?" Shuichi asked with a smile. Everyone else either hit themselves in the face, rolled there eyes, or fell over.
" I'm the doctor taking care of your partner," She said with a laugh. " The others here told me that you are Shuichi Shindou. I didn't know you and were an item. It's hard keeping up with the lives of stars when you're stuck in a hospital all day."
" Can I see him? Is Yuki ok?" Shuichi said eagerly and ignoring all the rest the doctor had said.
" He's right this way." The doctor said, walking to the room with Shuichi soon at her heels.
" What's wrong with him, Doctor?" Shuichi inquired.
" I will tell you when we arrive in the room so I can tell you and together."
They soon reached the room without further questioning from Shuichi. When he got in there he saw that his beloved was hooked up to an IV and briefly napping. The sound of people entering the older mans rooms woke him slightly.
"Mr. Uesugi, I hate to wake you but is here and I would like to tell you the results of your tests together." The doctor said as Yuki groaned, sitting up gingerly.
"Just tell us already." Yuki said leaning against some pillows.
"Fine then,. , would you like to read what I have on my notepad?" The doctor said just so she could spite Yuki.
Shuichi stared at the paper, unable to speak when he saw the results.
"Well you brat? What does the damn thing say?" Yuki demanded coldly from the bed.
"Yuki, we're going to have a baby." Shuichi said quietly.
" Damn you stupid brat, that's impossible. You set him up to this didn't you?" Yuki said to the doctor.
"It's no joke, Mr. Uesugi," She said taking the results away from Shuichi and handing them to Yuki. "As you can see, according to the blood work and urine sample they are both positive that you are having a baby."
"Is there anyway I can terminate the little darling." Yuki said threw gritted teeth.
"I knew he was going to say that. Yuki doesn't like children," Shuichi said. " Yuki, I want to raise this child with you."
"How do you even know it's yours?" Yuki snapped.
" Cause I know it is." Shuichi said as tears officially rolled down his face.
" Aw, don't get all sappy on me, brat."
" Can we keep it please, Yuki?" Shuichi begged.
"No we ca-" Yuki was interrupted by the doctor.
"Allow me to but in. We don't know how or why this happened but unfortunately or rather fortunately for , we cannot remove this baby." The doctor said as she caught Shuichi's grin.
"What?" Yuki said as he attempted to get out of bed.
" We learned it's positioning and unfortunately it's in a place that could harm you, Mr. Uesugi. That being said, since you may not want to keep this baby, I suggest that you look into putting it up for adoption once it's born. Also since this is a very strange case Mr. Uesugi, so we will have you come back here every two weeks. Mr. Shindou will be calling the shots so, please, listen to him." The doctor said handing Shuichi a bottle of prenatal pills and explaining what to do with them, and how to get Yuki to take them.
" I think it's best if I leave you two alone so you can discuss things." The doctor said leaving the room.
"I'm so happy, Yuki. I know you're not, but it's like we're bringing a combination of our love into this world. A miracle in more ways then one, you know?" Shuichi said as he put his hand on Yuki's still flat stomach. Yuki hit Shuichi's hand away.
"Don't touch me! You did this to me you damn brat! Leave!"
"But Yuki-"
"Leave!" Yuki barked.
"'I'm not going anywhere, Yuki. We have to talk about this."
Yuki slowly got out of bed and stood up right in from of Shuichi, giving the boy that cold, dead, evil stare.
"I told you, you could live with me and be with me, I never agreed to this shit!" Yuki spat.
"Yuki, I'll be there to help you! All of this will be alright!" Shuichi said.
"Just leave, you damn brat." Yuki said heading back to bed.
"Yuki, I'm not going to leave you." Shuichi said tears still violently falling from his face.
All of a sudden Yuki put his hands to his mouth, coughing slightly. Shuichi walked over to Yuki, trying to help him through the minor coughing fit. When Yuki pulled his hands away from his mouth, his hands were speckled with blood.
