Chapter 2

Evil Shamal

Silence.

Signum's here again, bruised and injured. Her mission was a success, but she didn't return unscarred. Shamal knew nothing can be done. Both are guardians. They live for Hayate and will gladly die for Hayate. Responsibility. Yet deep down, she wanted to be selfish.

Their love grew from mutual trust and silent understanding. At first, it was fun, it was excited, and it was warm. Decades later, it had fully bloomed into something that causes pain. Pain of watching life-threaten events.

This silence, she was once used to, is currently irritating her.

Sigh.

"I'm okay…" Signum spoke in a soft reassurance voice. A voice that only spoken to her. She knew what Shamal is thinking, but has a knight, a guardian, it's her job to obey her mistress's order even if it cost her life. It's her job to protect Hayate, not only as a guardian but as a friend and family.

"I'll always return t-" her voice was cut off when a soft pair of lips captured her into a chaste kiss. She misses it; the warmth of Shamal's touch and heat that radiates from her body.

"Shamal" she heard her name in the distance followed by nearing steps.

Shamal growled inwardly. Interrupted!

"We'll continue this tonight." She whispered softly before pulling back, sending shivers down the pink-hair knight's spine as a tin blush crept onto her cheeks.

"Shamal" the voice called again, now standing right outside the medical lab.

"Come in Fate-san."

The door quickly opened as Fate stepped in, pulling the hesitance Nanoha along. She was scared, Fate noticed, for the increased intensity of the grip from her hand.

"Are you hurt?" Shamal asked, scanning the couple. From what is present to her, Fate seems fine. No visible physical injuries, great balance, and normal gait. Nanoha seems hesitance with no injuries. "Are you not feeling well?" She rephrased her question. As much as she adores this couple, they better come with a valid reason for interrupting her fun.

"Well….?"

After some hesitation and with Fate's encouragement, Nanoha finally decided to walk up to Shamal. She wasn't emotionally prepared, not for this, not for pregnancy. After all, she's only 21.

"I'm pregnant…"

Eh, was the quickest uncharacteristic respond from Signum.

Speechless, both Shamal and Signum stared. Never once have they heard of Nanoha being romantically involved, then again, neither of them have stalked her.

"Congratulation Nanoha-san." Shamal asked with enthusiasm, once recovered from the surprised. "How many months are you?"

"I'm not sure. 2 months?" Nanoha responded doubtfully.

Draping a white sheet over a small bed, she signaled Nanoha to sit. "Well, we can figure that out." Curiously, she wanted to ask who, yet knowing that it isn't proper to ask. It is after all, not her business.

"Who's the father?" Blunt as ever, Signum asked. As much as she wanted to be happy for Nanoha, she couldn't. Not when she knew her sparring partner is suffering. Even though, the topic was never covered, she was not as dense as Shamal think. She knew how Fate felt, everyone besides Nanoha knew. Idiots.

"With…Fate"

What the hell.., Signum choked on her own thought.

What the…Shamal turned her attention to Fate, who stood there awkwardly. If she remembered correctly, Fate had nothing dangling when they all took baths together. Or did she hid…Eyes glued to the area between Fate's legs. Could she be a hem…

"I'm not!" Fate snapped, using both hands to cover her groin area, as if reading Shamal's mind.

How…it is possible. Unless…the pill… "Fate, have you ever taken an oval pink tablet from here 2 months ago?" Shamal was positive now. That pill suddenly disappeared 2 months ago without a trait. If it is…then it worked! A smile crept up at the thought.

"Yeah…that antibiotic?" Fate answered, questionably.

"Your antibiotic was pink…but not oval." Shamal is happy. Very happy. Who knew her experiment would work. She had spent years and years, researching and testing for a way to conceive a child without the need of a man. Happy, for it finally paid off.

"Then…?" Somehow, Fate didn't like the look on Shamal's face. It's dangerously scary.

"I called it, the Female Sperm pill."

What the fuck…was the only unspoken thoughts of the remaining three.

"I've no clue how you mistakenly took that pill instead of the antibiotic." She continued. "You see, in order for a female to produce sperm, they need the Y chromosome. I'd used the technique called microcell-mediated chromosome transfer, chemically breaking up the chromosome into microcells, that is, containing 1 chromosome. Then I used the cell sorting techniques, isolating the X and Y to fuse it with separate cells. Normal male have one active X chromosome, so in order to match the activity level, I added testosterone hormones to inactivate one X chromosome and to nourish the sperm. " Shamal stopped.

Silence.

"English?" Nanoha might be smart, might have finished school, but still had no clue what Shamal just said.

"To put it simple, I injected the Y chromosome and testosterone into an artificial cell, fusing it into that pill. However, just like any normal sperms, it cannot survive in contact with air for a long period of time so it's nearly impossible for fertilization unless…" unless it's used with my latest toy invention "And the possibility is only 1/100…" But then, how was the sperm transferred from Fate to Nanoha without it dying or losing its effective, unless the conversion allowed it to endure the room temperate longer….yet still doesn't explain the immigration. Unless…they have their own toy?

Fate wasn't sure if she should be happy or guilty. So the baby is hers. She's the..father? mother? But it will ruined Nanoha's future. How will Nanoha face others? She's not even married!

Marriage…

"Though I'm quite curious as to what you've done in order to make it-"

"Why did you make that pill?" Fate suddenly cut in, uncomfortable with where Shamal was leading.

Disappointed, however, it didn't stop the corner of Shamal's lips from curving up into a smile, as her eyes stared directly at Signum.

Signum swallowed hard. Oh shit, she inwardly cursed. She didn't like that look at all. Not one bit.

A/N:

Somehow, I didn't quite like this chapter much. It seems so blah to me, yet I don't know what I can do to improve it. I think my brain cells are slowing deceasing.

I semi-bs on the explanation of the pill, though it is not completely all false.

Credited to www[dot]samesexprocreation[dot]com.

As for how the sperm travels from one person to another, I might explain it later on if some interesting idea pops up. If not, use your imagination, considering I want this story to stay as rated T.

Have to give Shamal and Signum some loving. I just happen to love them also.

Enjoy!