Law sighed contentedly into Kid's chest as his lover's arms tightened around him.
"Will you be coming downstairs at all today?" he asked.
"Nope," Kid answered, and Law could hear the smile in his voice.
"Maybe?"
"Not unless someone's dead or dying," was the answer.
"You're turning into a lazy recluse," Law accused.
"I'm always tired," Kid answered shortly.
"It's natural. The second trimester will be better."
"It had better be, or I will force you to carry it yourself."
"I promise to see if I can," Law chuckled. "Will you allow me to check if I can count now?"
"All right," Kid acquiesced. "Should I roll over?"
"Yes, please." The redhead let go and rolled onto his back. "I'll have to prod you, and possibly remove your womb."
"Is it safe?" Kid queried, looking worried.
"Of course, darling, I wouldn't do it if it wasn't," Law assured him as he sat up. "Ready?"
Kid nodded, and Law closed his eyes, placing his hands on his lover's abdomen and focusing his Devil's Fruit on it.
"This is the weirdest sensation ever," the redhead proclaimed.
"Yeah, I know, I've had to operate on myself. When my brother got angry, usually, when I was a child."
"He attacked you?" Kid asked, scandalised.
"Every time," Law answered with a shrug. "He has a dreadful temper. Here's one."
"Is he much older than you?"
"Fifteen years. I was three when we set out, so I only remember life at sea. I think here's another one."
"You think?" Kid repeated.
"It's not completely accurate at this point, they're so small. I'll check again later on."
Kid yawned.
"I think I'll take a nap after this. Is that OK with you?"
"Of course it is. I need to go to the apothecary and bookstore, read up on pregnancy and check-ups; I'd rather be on the safe side. Here's another one, this had better be the last one."
Kid smirked.
"My mother's a quintuplet."
"Fuck you, Kid."
Shachi was straddling Killer when Law entered the tavern.
"Please don't stop on my account," he said dryly. "Has Kid come down, Shayla?"
"No, he hasn't, but I brought him hot chocolate and sandwiches earlier. He's looking very healthy, if I may be so frank."
"That's the bed rest," Law grinned, catching on. "I've never known him to be so lazy."
"That's a lot of bags," Shachi commented as he pulled away from Killer's lips.
"I went to the bookstore. Kid refused to come with me to carry my bags, so I had to get less than I wanted. I'll have to go again before we leave."
"I hope the two of you can keep from going at it this afternoon, our mother will call Kid later," Killer said.
"Oh?"
"It's his birthday. Didn't he tell you?" Shachi asked.
"No, he didn't," Law said darkly.
Law entered their room, intent on scolding Kid for not telling him about his birthday, but he found his lover sitting in bed talking in his own language to no one in particular as he looked down at his abdomen.
"Are you talking to the kids?" he asked as he climbed onto the bed after dumping the bags on the floor.
Kid blushed and looked away.
"That's a great thing, darling, we really should," Law said enthusiastically. "Especially you in your language."
"You think so?" Kid asked hopefully.
"Of course. They know your voice. Can I sit with you? Your language fascinates me."
"Go ahead."
Law curled up, nestling into his lover's side, his head on Kid's chest as he listened to the redhead prattle on. When the snail phone rang, he reached out blindly and almost knocked it over in his attempts to get it without moving.
"Hello," he answered.
Kid didn't even notice; he was completely caught up in the story he was telling.
"Who is this?" asked a sharp female voice.
"The name's Trafalgar Law."
"Why do you have my Kid's phone?"
"Your Kid's? Oh, you're his mother. Killer said you'd call."
"I'm Eustass Antoine, yes. What's your connection to my sons?"
"I'm Kid's mate," Law answered, feeling very uncomfortable and awkward.
"I wish to speak to my son," she demanded.
"Yes, hang on a second. Kid, it's your mother."
"My mother?" Kid asked absently.
"Yes, your mother. She's going to wish you a happy birthday."
"It's my birthday?" Kid asked.
"So Shachi informed me," Law answered dryly.
"Oh, OK."
"Kid, will you take the damn phone?" Law deadpanned.
Kid held out a hand and Law handed him the receiver as he snuggled closer. He fell asleep to the sound of Kid's voice with Kid's arm tight around him.
