THIS IS A SEQUEL OF HITOMI SHIROU'S ONE SHOT STORY TITLED 'AFFAIR'.

The plot basically laid out already, so I am doing this under her permission XD Ask her XD

for details, look at Hitomi Shirou's AFFAIR.

Enough said. And Enjoy. I don't demand reviews BUT i would be very HAPPY if you enjoy this XD. Please visit Hitomi Shirou's story too!!!


9 months later

Russia was glad he became a surgeon. He specialized in Obstetrician / Gynaecologist. He loves to help women (and men alike) having their babies. He loves to be a helper, a happiness bringer to every family who entered his hospital. He loves to see the magic when the baby's head/feet came out. And he felt a strange satisfaction when he heard the painful scream—his suppressed sadistic nature adored that.

Nevertheless, he was a good doctor. He was quite famous for being a childish angel in the hospital wing. He was big and strong, yet he possessed a charm 5 years old have—the blunt honesty, innocent mind (well, most of it) and childish grins. He had opened his own private practice near the countryside (co-joined with three other surgeons), but he worked most of the time in the hospital where he was an intern 2 years ago.

And that particular day, it started like any other day.

He ate his breakfast with vodka-coffee. And then he headed to work, walking despite his monetary ability to own more than 3 cars. He saved up everything, just like how his sisters advised him to. Beside, the hospital was just 15 minutes walk away from his humble apartment.

And as usual, he searched around for a certain pregnant man. The pregnant man was an Asian, and a beauty. He was little and vulnerable-looking. His hair was quite long and he always tied it back into a ponytail. He was clearly pregnant, yet he always looked like working his hardest. Russia's habit of walking to his workplace made them met. The first time Russia noticed the man was 4 months ago, when he incidentally knocked the man's bag down by the bus stop.

It was an emergency. Russia hurried to run passed the roadside. He wasn't really looking around since it was only 5 in the morning and most people were still asleep in their bed. He was certain nobody would be around. And he was wrong.

He almost collided into somebody.

The stranger dropped his/her bag and stepped back. Russia stopped and muttered sorry, and the stranger smiled back and apologized back. Russia stole a glimpse of the stranger. He knew straight away the stranger was pregnant from the bulging stomach, but strangely, her feet were too slim and her body was actually too thin to be pregnant. And when he looked up, he thought he was a woman. The stranger was a beautiful, tired looking, pale pregnant lady. Russia felt really bad knocking the stranger down.

Russia immediately apologized once again.

"It's OK, aru." The woman turned out to be a man, "I was wrong too, since I didn't see the road aru. Usually there was nobody around, aru."

"Ah, is that so, da?" Russia smiled. The man picked his interest. The man's smile was too cute to ignore. "But you are so early… May I know what's your work, da?"

"Ah, me aru?" the stranger smiled while bending down to get his fallen bag, but Russia was faster and pulled it for the man. "Thank you, aru. I am a chef in a restaurant next town; so I need to go earlier since it took two hours to get there, aru."

"But you are pregnant, da? Isn't that too much work?" Russia (once again) bluntly asked.

"I am used to it, aru." the stranger smiled sheepishly. "I need to feed my siblings and I need to have more funds for the baby cost, aru…"

"Can't you have a job nearby? I think there are lots of restaurants around, da?"

"But none of them would want to employ a pregnant, unskilful man without school certificate like me, aru. I am lucky enough to get one job in the next city aru."

The man's smile was painful to watch. It was still beautiful, but somehow after knowing his background, Russia felt his chest tightened. He suddenly realized that the man's smile was a mask albeit a beautiful one.

"I must go aru. The bus is here." The man smiled. "Thank you and see you, Mr.…"

"Ivan! I am Ivan Braginski! And you?"

"I am Wang Yao, aru." China nodded before entering the bus. Russia was frozen for a good minute before his pager called him to hurry up.

Since then, Russia made a careful habit of changing his shifts into morning shifts. So he had reasons to walk around at 5 in the mornings and met the beautiful Asian. And by the first week (they met 5 times) Russia wanted to lessen the man's burden. So he asked the hospital's cafeteria whether they needed a hand or not (more like he demanded them with his childish smile) because Russia expected less distance to travel equals to less stress on the pregnant man. He even promised the cafeteria lady to add some of the money budget from his own pocket. In the end he got the vacancy and he happily told China.

Initially China refused because he thought Russia was only joking with him. But China came to him one morning and asked whether the job's pay was better than his current one. He looked desperate, and when Russia asked what happened, China explained that one of his brothers got sick.

Russia urged China to bring his brother to the hospital. China refused due to their tight budget. Russia then revealed that he was a surgeon and maybe he could help. When Russia thought back, he laughed because it was funny, having the bouncing conversation at 5 in the morning. He realized China was weak against persuasion. In the end China brought him to his apartment—which was 20 minutes away from the bus stop. It was the lowest end of the neighbourhood, with threat and violence in every corner. And he couldn't be shocked more when he saw how many siblings the Asian man had.

No wonder he needed to work so hard.

It was just a mild cold. Russia prescribed some medicine, but China's face was red.

"This is just a mild case of cold, so he would be fine with two day rest and some medicine. Why are you blushing, Yao?"

"No… no! aru. I mean, thank you, Mr. Ivan. You ha helped us a lot, aru. It's good to hear that Kiku is fine, aru."

"Is there something else bothering you, Yao?"

"… I… Is it fine if we don't use the medicine aru? I mean… would Kiku be better if he just rest aru?"

"Well, I think he might, da." Russia looked over the boy. It was apparent that the whole apartment was filled with comfortable yet cheap furniture. There were some foldable futon lying around and the room smelled like old clothes. "But just for the safe side, da. And he would recover better with the medicine."

"…Oh. Thank you… aru."

"The medicine is not that expensive." Russia continued, innocently. China flinched. He blushed even deeper because he was caught worrying about money. "You can get a generic one from the hospital. Do you have insurance?"

China swallowed hard before shook his head slowly.

"… I don't mean to pry or anything, Yao, but I think the vacancy at the hospital cafeteria is a good chance to get more money, da?"

China was quiet until the time he muttered thank you. Russia felt the door slammed in front of his face when he went out. He made China mad, didn't he?

But China came to him the next morning and accepted the job. Now Russia have the habit of walking China to the hospital for work and walked back together once China finished his shift. He visited the man every break he had—buying small muffin or a cup of coffee as reasons—and get to care more about the Asian man.

It seemed like China was a good learner. In a week, he had already adapted to his new work and even the strict main cafeteria lady approved of him. And Russia spent more time in China's house, getting used to his siblings.

"Morning, aru." China greeted him with a smile, like usual. Oh how Russia loved that smile as the first kick in the morning. He greeted back.

"Morning, da." He took the pregnant man's bag and held it.

"I can carry it, aru!"

"It's fine, Yao. You are almost in your last semesters. The baby would come out soon, da? I want to see it~ I would be your doctor, da?"

"…. It's ok, aru, thank you for the concern. But I think I can make it myself. And you are a specialist; I don't think I have the money to afford you, aru."

"I don't mind working for free da~"

"But I couldn't afford to stay at the hospital, aru." China smiled. "Thank you, Ivan, you had helped me so much. But I am a man too, so I can do this myself aru."

"You are a man, that's why you need me da. You risked infection with DIY operation." Russia lowered his body and kissed the smaller man's hair. "Don't try to cut corner with something you couldn't, da."

China walked faster and left the man behind. Russia followed him and sighed.

"I know you don't like it when I asked who the baby's father is. I know you don't like to get help from people. I get that you don't want to have anymore relationship because, well, I suspect, you had already enough from your previous one. But please, da… I am trying my best to help you, would it kill you to accept my kindness, just this once?"

China stopped walking. Russia came nearer and put his arms around the beauty.

"I have already received too much… aru. I… can't repay…you… aru! "

"It's fine, Yao…"

"No! Aru…." China suddenly tumbled down, clutching his huge belly. "It… started…"

Russia held his breath. He was an Ob-Gyn. He had many different men and women coming into his room in labour. He was always composed and controlled, he knew what to do. But when China stumbled in front of him, he lost his mind.

He ended up calling ambulance and trembling the whole time.

Sucker.

It was even harder because China refused any medicine.

"I don't need the morphine! I can do this aru!"

"Yao… You need it, because it is… more painful for men than women to give birth, da."

"I said I can do this!!!"

"Yao…. Come on. Don't make this any more difficult than it is, da?" Russia tried to reason with the smaller man on the bed. "Do you have anyone to call… the father, perhaps?"

"…No, aru." China started to cry. Tears fell down fast and hard. "No. I don't hav… aru!" China screamed in pain, before bite his lips until it bled. Russia put some clothes on his mouth, to ensure China didn't bite his lips off.

"Yao…"

"I am not crying! This is because of the pain, aru! Ugh…"

"That's why, do you have somebody to call… do you want your siblings, perhaps?"

"No, aru… they are at… ugh… school… I am fine. …A…aru!"

"How about your parents, da?"

"…. I don't have one aru." China shook his head and fresh tears fell again. "Can you just help me and be quiet, aru? Don't make it harder… argh!!!!"

The contraction came faster and nearer in interval. Eventually, after 8 hours of labour, the baby came out and China passed out even before looking at his baby. Pale and disoriented, exhausted and … alone. Russia held the small creature nearer to his chest.

The thing was crying loud and clear, healthy, searching for his mother. But his mother apparently was in no condition of holding him. Poor baby. Poor China.

Russia made up his mind.

He signed the birth certificate as parent of the baby.


China didn't wake up until the day after that. He was too tired but he was really happy when he saw his baby. That day, Russia planned to visit the recovering man with some baby clothes he bought yesterday. Russia stepped into the room and saw China was looking longingly at another patient with his family beside his bed. Their beds are separated by curtain, but Russia guessed that their laughter and joy were what China hoping.

It was painful to see China's expression. It was clear on his face; China looked serene, sad and jealous. He cradled the baby tighter to his chest, like assuring himself that he would be fine alone.

"Be very careful, she's very delicate."

"Don't worry Maddie, I'm gonna be the best big brother ever!"

The voices from the next bed made China flinched. He swallowed and kissed his own baby's head. The baby wailed; China hummed some kind of tune, an ancient Chinese, perhaps. It sounded so loving and melodious…. And was that… tears? Russia blinked. He came in and went beside China's bed. China looked at him in surprise and stopped singing. He blinked, tried to hold the tears.

"Since when did you come in, aru?" His voice cracked by the end.

"Just now, da." Russia smiled, touching the small baby. "Have you considered his name?"

"…Hong Kong, aru." China smiled. "He… He is pretty, is he not?"

"Yes, he is very pretty, da."

"Yes, he is… right? Aru…?" China smiled proudly at the baby. The baby looked like him, almost, aside from the thick eyebrows and his nose structure and his eyes. Russia sighed. Actually maybe the most similar feature of the baby and China was only the hair colour.

"I brought some clothes for him, da?"

"Aru? Thank you…. No. You bought it, aru?"

"Yes, especially for him. Hi, ~" Russia cooed the baby. The baby snorted.

"Ivan…" China started to sigh. "Don't do this, aru. You make everything harder for me, aru…"

"But Hong Kong needs a father. And you need a shelter."

"I… I am fine. I have a perfectly good apartment and Hong Kong have me aru. We are perfectly fine."

"You know what I mean, da? I have signed the birth certificate. He is mine, da."

"No… No you don't aru!" China raised his voice, but as if he was afraid of disturbing the neighbour family, he calmed down. "He is mine and the birth certificate…"

"Admit it, Yao. You… you are jealous of the next curtain's family, right?" Russia kissed the temple of the smaller beauty. His blunt honesty was always hurting China but made everything a bit better. "You don't have to. I am yours, da?"

"Why…" China started to sob, "You make everything harder…aru? I… I don't deserve you. I don't… deserve any kindness you had been showering me, aru. I am a man with no parents and no family. I have no future and I am pregnant outside marriage because I was a whore, aru. I… I don't deserve you so please… don't show me any more kindness that makes me feel treasured, aru… please. Please go… before I become more attached to you, aru…."

"Who said you don't deserve me, da?"

"… I don't have the will to argue here, aru… Just leave me alone, aru."

"I almost killed people when I was 14. I was a harsh, crazy kid, da?" Ivan smiled. "And then I did kill people when I started doing my intern… two people died because I mixed up their charts. And I have almost killed many after that… da? So I am crap too, and I think I deserve you, no?"

China's mouth was practically hanging open. His tears stopped falling and Hong Kong munched at his breast. China realized that Hong Kong was asking for milk, so he opened his hospital dress to expose his bulging (orange size) breasts. Hong Kong sucked on it greedily, and Russia smiled while patting the small baby.

"I did a lot. A lot of things that can make me spend my pension in prison, da. So you need to think whether I am worthy of you, Yao."

China laughed. It started as soft voices and it grew into a bigger smile, louder laugh. He bit his lips and he cried, but he as laughing.

"One whore and one killer. We make the perfect couple, aru."

"Yes, da? The perfect couple."


In Hitomi Shirou's story, the family beside Yao's bed was the Buennoy-Kirkland family. Go figure. ( OH I LOVE THY ANGST!)--that was actually why I love the whole story... ehehehe.

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