And Baby Makes Three by Reichkun
Sorry for the long wait! (bows profusely) I think I lost my 'creative' storytelling, but I just had to post this since I have been given more than just a nudge on making a sequel of my previous fics: Amethyst Embrace and Petals of Passion (pls read and review them). Thanks for being so patient! lol. Enjoy!
Mind you this isn't the real sequel, just a fluff to lift up the moody cliffhanger of Petals of Passion. I'll post the real one once it's done. For those who are new to my endless prattle, I suggest you read the 1st previous stories to get the hang of it haha
Chapter 1: Surprise Test
"There is nothing wrong with me. I'm totally fine," Tsuzuki tried to assure the doctor who was poking around his bare chest with his stethoscope. "That's cold!"
Muraki stopped probing. He squint his face in concentration before he turned to his companion beside him. "Are you positive?"
A medium built man with wavy black hair was leaning on the clinic wall with a smug smile. "Technically the probability of this occurrence was impossible, about one to a billion. I triple check the results and consulted my team with other colleagues. It is unnatural to begin with. As what others would call it: a miracle."
"What is? Can someone please explain what's happening?" Tsuzuki flailed his arms to catch their attention. "Hello? I'm the patient here!"
"I need more test to verify the initial results." The doctor demanded Muraki, his mind racing at thousands of opportunities if this case is proven possible.
"More test? I am not an animal! I have rights!" Tsuzuki violently reacted, his presence still ignored by the two engaged doctors.
"I want OR to be free by 1," Muraki consented.
"What!" Tsuzuki exclaimed.
"OR sked today is packed till 9 pm. But I can notify the higher authorities for an exclusive attention on this special case," the doctor answered, pleased. He then left.
After the door had closed, Tsuzuki turned to Muraki, furious. "You better have a damn good explanation for unauthorized submission of my own body to your battery of unidentified tests. You know I hate them!"
"It's for your own good." came the vague answer
Chibi Tsuzuki tantrumed, little arms flailing, tiny legs trashing. Muraki placed his hand on top of Tsuzuki's head. Tsuzuki stopped and looked up, blinking. Muraki took his hand. Tsuzuki cocked his head, perplexed. "Unless the results are in, I can't make you worry with needless assumptions."
"But I hate tests…"
"Me too," Muraki assured, stroking his hand.
"Can't you give me a hint? Pleeaaasee?" Tsuzuki pleaded. "I promise I wont freak out like you said I would and I'll be really good when those weird doctors comes poking at me." Muraki laughed. "It's more complicated that that."
"Not even a tiny hint?" Tsuzuki pouted. "at least I wont be that doe-eyed when the results come in…"
"Tsuzuki…"
"And if you don't, I'll keep on pestering you until you do," Tsuzuki sulked, arms folded.
Muraki grinned. "It nothing really. You have a fever and chills for more than 2 weeks now and I'm just worried about your health." He patted Tsuzuki's hand.
"Don't fool me with your euphemistic speech. I heard the other doctor mention that it was next to impossible. The patient deserved an explanation in layman's term." Tsuzuki insisted, nodding his head.
Muraki looked at him and grinned. "Fine, fine." He ushered Tsuzuki out of the clinic. Tsuzuki beamed. "I'll explain it to you on the way to the operation, which is…" Muraki glanced at his watch, "right about…now" And he gently shoved the protesting Tsuzuki off the door.
Tsuzuki nervously shifted his weight, yet he stood his ground. More than twenty doctors have been summoned for this particular operation, their hovering figures blocking the artificial light in the room, their eyes staring at him for the past few minutes of agony.
Muraki sighed. "If you want this to get over with, you might as well go through with it quickly."
Tsuzuki sulked. "You didn't mention that they are going to see me do it."
Muraki shrugged. "I wasn't expecting them either."
Tsuzuki mouth dropped, unbelieving at the turn of events. Right after a tiny faint spell, Muraki rushed him off to have a second opinion check up, and now those ugly doctors are undressing me with their eyes, expecting him to be the subject of their operation show. Although Muraki did vaguely explain to him how the operation is being done, it didn't diminish his fear as he was pushed along to the OR. Right now, all he want to do is to stay home and for Muraki to play nurse maid. But now, his dear Muraki is the ring leader of this shenanigan. Muraki looked at him, waiting. Tsuzuki sighed. He grabbed the cup, turned around.
Silence.
"You know, I can't do this with you guys staring at me," Tsuzuki voice muffled at the nearness of the wall. Muraki motioned his head and the doctors grudgingly went out of the room to observe at the window.
The gentle trickle came after a while. Muraki handed him the strip. Tsuzuki paused. "What will happen after then?" Muraki didn't look at him. "Let's hope for the best."
Tsuzuki placed a little drop from the container. Both waited along with the others outside. Seconds passed by slowly as the two peered at the nonchanging strip. Then, two pink lines dramatically appeared at the center. Muraki's eyes widen. Doctors outside shook their heads in amazement. Tsuzuki tugged Muraki's sleeve. "What does that mean?"
Muraki smiled at him, tears brimming in his eyes. "Darling, have you ever taken a pregnancy test before?"
Tsuzuki stared at him and shook his head, confused. Muraki showed him the positive results. "Congratulations. You're going to be the father of a very special child."
Tsuzuki fainted
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Like it? like it? hehehe I know I do! Reviews! Haha I think you'll be very pleased at the result of my cobweb state. (big smile) FYI though: it may take a while to upload the next one because of my busy sked...peace!