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Chapter 3

Ja'far pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed – he'd been doing that a lot lately. He wondered towards Yamraiha's lab, and steeling himself he raised a fist that normally would not shake like a leaf. He knocked on the wooden door, and once again Yamraiha told him to enter.

Ja'far gulped butterflies fluttering in his stomach as he awaited Yamraiha's verdict. Yamraiha looked at him a pleased look on her face, mixed in with nervousness. Ja'far took the seat she was offering him in silence. Ja'far coughed.

"So what's your conclusion Yamraiha?" Ja'far asked a waver in his voice as he fiddled with his hands in his lap. Yamraiha looked at him the turned on her heel and went rooting through her desk muttering 'I know I left it here's and 'The hell I'd put it?'. Ja'far listened to the shuffle of paper and what sounded like a paper avalanche, then the sudden happy 'aha' as Yamraiha found whatever she was looking for. Yamraiha coughed into her fist and sat in a chair opposite where Ja'far was sitting.

"Well, good thing is you won't die, but you will continue to be sick, feel tired and some scents might make you feel ill for 12 weeks or more, you will also put on weight-" Ja'far raised a hand to stop Yamraiha, he rubbed his brow and sighed.

"Just get to the point what's wrong with me?" Ja'far mumbled his expression dark. Yamraiha shifted, slightly uncomfortable as if she was unsure how Ja'far would take the news, then clearing her throat she said:
"Ja'far you are approximately 10 days into a pregnancy... You're pregnant Ja'far." Yamraiha looked at Ja'far her sharp blue eyes piercing his dark ones. Ja'far gulped. The father would have to be Sinbad, he'd not slept with anyone before or since so it was impossible to be anyone else. Just as Ja'far thought this his breathing started to quicken. This would be a scandal, never mind the fact he wasn't even a girl, what would the generals think? Oh God. What about all the islands people, even more worrying was: would Sinbad want to keep the child? Ja'far felt his blood run cold, he wasn't too attached, but the thought of killing something inside of him and so small made him feel woozy. Yamraiha grabbed a basin in case Ja'far was sick as his pale face implied. Ja'far swallowed his throat feeling dry.

"Can... Can you do a test to prove who the farther is?" Ja'far felt small as Yamraiha looked at him her delicate eyebrow raised.

"I can, but it will be hard to do. Lay down then." Yamraiha pointed at him and Ja'far did as he was told slipping his arms out of his sleeves at Yamraiha's instruction and pulling it down and his shirt up so his torso was exposed. Yamraiha smiled and placed her hands over his torso, her hands began to glow a soft blue and little rukh fluttered about as she tried to sense. Yamraiha's hands glow faded and she looked at Ja'far eyes slightly wide and bewildered.

"The father is Sinbad?!" Ja'far groaned as Yamraiha looked on incredulously at Ja'far switching from his face that was covered by his hands to his torso and back again, her blue eyes wide.

"Ja'far –" She was cut off by Ja'far as he said with a trembling voice:
"How long before I start to show?" Yamraiha looked at him her gaze apprehensive. Ja'far sat up pulling his shirt down and putting his arms back in his sleeves.

"It depends how many you are carrying from what I could feel from the rukh was that you either have twins or a single child who is very powerful." Yamraiha bit at her lip, her arms crossed.

"It might be better to tell him sooner rather than later." Yamraiha said quietly as she stood up and placed a hand on his shoulder. Ja'far blinked feeling tears prickle the side of his eyes as he leaned forward and placed his head in his hands, just as he was about to reply Sinbad decided to burst into the room making both Ja'far and Yamraiha jump.

"Ja'far how- why are you crying?!" Sinbad asked his normal happy go lucky exterior traded for a serious one. Ja'far sniffed the tears becoming harder to fight back, but although he was sad he could also feel anger rising up in his chest. Ja'far stood up quickly and marched over to Sinbad who didn't flinch even when the shorter male grabbed at his lapels and shook him violently (as violently as he could). Ja'far looked up tears blurring his eyes and snot hanging out of his nose as he switched from shaking Ja'far to thumping him in the chest with the side of his fists.

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT YOUSTUPIDKINGYOUCAN'TEVENKEEPINYOUROWNPANTSANDNOWI'MPREGNAAAAANT!" Ja'far yelled his words meshing together – if later asked about his outburst he would blame his hormones - he continued to thump Sinbad as Sinbad stood there his brain still translating Ja'far's outburst. When his brain had finished the translation Sinbad looked down at Ja'far with wide and unbelieving eyes. He blinked. Then blinked again.

"What?" Sinbad said it unbelievably, his expression still bewildered. Ja'far looked back up and mumbled his words weren't coherent, but before Sinbad could ask him what he was saying Ja'far buried his face in his chest. Sinbad stood for a minute then slowly brought his arms around Ja'far squeezing him flush against his body. Sinbad looked up at Yamraiha for an explanation, only to catch her smug face. Sinbad sighed and rubbing his hand up and down on Ja'far's back while his other stayed at his hips.

"So... Is there an explanation for all this or...?" Sinbad trailed off, still not quite grasping his situation, but Yamraiha was more than happy to explain to him what she had started to explain to Ja'far.

"Well, you remember when Ja'far had that really bad fever?" Sinbad nodded remembering how powerless he had felt.
"Well when I was making it I might of I dunno accidently mixed one of my tubes that I was experimenting with different types of rukh in with my tube with the medicine, but there was no bad side effects? But anyway from what I can see and speculate is that Ja'far's body has created a womb and from what I can tell it should still be intact after this pregnancy – if you choose to bring it to term that is. Errr" Yamraiha scratched her cheek hoping the pair was getting what she said. So far Ja'far had been silent and Sinbad was staring slightly dazzed with a goofy look on his face.

"Umm, are you getting any of this?" She asked a hand rubbing at the back of her head a drawn smile on her face as she felt the murder vibes coming from Ja'far and would like to hurry up so that Sinbad would be the only one to have to deal with a pissed Ja'far. Ja'far nodded, as did Sinbad. Yamraiha coughed and continued:
" Any way, your pregnancy should be like any other woman's except I'm going to have to give you supplements and put you on a strict diet." Yamraiha finished a nervous laugh coming from her mouth.
"But I would talk it out and see if you both want this." She suggested hopeful that the slightly murderous intent would now then be directed somewhere else and not towards her. Ja'far sighed all tension leaving his shoulders. He pulled away from Sinbad's arms and looked at him his composure back, but his eyes were red and puffy from crying. Ja'far turned around and walked towards the door, Sinbad looking at him worriedly. Ja'far turned and raised his eyebrow as if saying 'you coming or not?' Sinbad was more then happy to comply and followed him out the door just before it shut Yamraiha shouted out:
"You can still have sex y'know!" Ja'far blushed his face going red as Sinbad smirked his hand wondering to Ja'far's behind only to get slapped back by Ja'far's hand. Manic laughing came from inside the lab as Ja'far closed the door fully and huffed away down the hall.

After a while of walking about with no aim Sinbad coughed and spoke up:
"So. What do you want to do?" Ja'far's shoulders stiffened at the dreaded question. He took a deep breath and composed himself as he turned to face Sinbad.

"I would like to carry it to term – If you so whish, but if you do not wish for me to have your children then I will terminate my... pregnancy my King." Ja'far bowed, his face a portrait of calm, but on the inside he felt sick and disgusted – sick at himself for being so heartless. Sinbad stood stock still and Ja'far raised his head his eyes looked dull and there were bags under his eyes. Sinbad frowned, and grabbed Ja'far's hand as he dragged him towards his room.

The palace walls flew past in a blur as Ja'far was dragged by Sinbad to his chambers where once reached Sinbad pushed him in and closed and locked the door behind them. Sinbad looked at Ja'far out of the corner of his eyes and Ja'far could of sworn that Sinbad's eyes were glowing golden in the light.

"Sin?" Muttered Ja'far, a small frown and pout forming on his face. Sinbad strode towards him, his footfalls strong and sure. Sinbad stood in front of Ja'far and grabbed his chin tilting his freckled face towards his own. Sinbad leaned forward and placed their foreheads together.

"Ja'far... I was going to take this to my grave, but this... this changes it all. Ja'far I love you." Sinbad's eyes held no wavering, unsure feelings only steeled confidence. Ja'far felt as if the crushing weight that had hold of his heart suddenly disappeared. Ja'far smiled and tears yet again came to his eyes as he threw himself at Sinbad, his arms around his neck.

"I love you too you Idiot!" Ja'far smiled into Sinbad's neck as Sinbad laughed, a deep throaty sound at Ja'far's confession. Sinbad placed his hands on Ja'far's hips. Ja'far coughed as Sinbad's hands began to wonder, Sinbad laughed and placed one on the small of Ja'far's back and one creasing his silky white locks.

"You look tired and if I remember Yamraiha said you would suffer from tiredness."Sinbad laughed as Ja'far yawned just as he finished saying that. Just as Ja'far was about to excuse himself and slink back to his chambers, Sinbad started undressing him so he was left in his under shirt and pants. Ja'far was about to protest but Sinbad shushed him and stripped down to his underclothes as well before pushing Ja'far into his bed and then laying down next to him, pulling the blankets up before wrapping his arms around Ja'far bringing him to his chest. Ja'far blushed, but cuddled up to Sinbad's chest. Ja'far closed his eyes and fell asleep to peaceful dreams.