The Problem~
"Shunsui get your body off me! You're so freakin hot." Hotaru mumbled rather harshly at her lover as she push on his chest to move him away from her but because of how stiff he was built just ended up moving her own body closer to the edge. Shunsui sighed and rolled onto his back, this was the worse time. End of summer when it was too hot for another blanket and to cold for the fan. He was sleeping one leg in and one leg out, his lovely wife, who was not yet his wife was rolling around uncomfortable because of the giant stomach she had. She was having his baby in about three months. This was the third time she had been carrying his child. The last two didn't make it past 5 months but this one was getting through the checks pretty clear. But the larger she got the more annoying she got. More nights than he cared to count he got punched in the face, yelled at, or had been a giant tissue for her to cry on.
"Well a moment ago you were complaining about it being cold and so nicely told me too by placing your cold feet on me." He hadn't mean to snap at her but his lack on sleep was setting in and making him a bit grumpy. He made another big sigh he knew he shouldn't be making any stress for her. "I am sor- uhg! Hey what was that for?" He asked holding his wounded shoulder.
"I am carrying your baby and your being nothing but mean to me! I knew I should have gone after Jushiro. He is far more caring and sensible! He would have demeaned that we be married the first time I started to carry his child!" She was getting hysterical again, it was about time he had taken a short rest but now it was time for the crazy drama that came with being a husband to the women he wasn't married to yet.
"We were gonna get married but what was the rush by the time you were pregnant again. Then the third time came around and it would have been pointless. And Jushiro is far more sensible than me that's why you aren't married to him. He would have to be crazy to get with you!" It had come out of his mouth before he had time to completely think it over. He went to try and clear it up but he got hit on the shoulder again before he got the change. "You know, I need both shoulders to fight." He mumbled annoyed again mostly with himself for being so stupid but also with her for being so sensitive.
"I could hit you some place much lower, I promise you don't need that for fighting!" Shunsui smiled rolling over pushing his chest to her back, his arms around her waist and his hand low on her round belly. He was trying to mold ever bit of his body to hers. Shunsui thought if he did everything just right he could fix this little mess he made by kicking on her hormones.
"You would never do that." He kissed her scar on her neck before opening her night robe with his chin to get at her shoulder where he nibbled a bit. "You have to much fun with That, you use to be such a sweet innocent flower and was so nervous when ever I touched you. But now…" As he traled off so did his hand down her body. "Now you're a little minx. I am shocked I can even keep up with you." She chuckled and Shunsui knew he was in the clear. His hand on her stomach moved lower and made circles massaging everywhere he touched. As his lips worked on her neck he noticed she was wiggling her hips back on to his.
Shunsui was please that thing had taken this turn and was looking forward to the next hour or two, but he found that his nose was pushed up into a painful position, and he rolled over onto his back holding his nose trying to dull the pain mentally by breathing. "What the hell Hotaru!?"
She waved her hand softly to hush him as she sat on the bedside holding her large belly. She had felt a sharper rougher pain than what his normal rolling around would have been. In fact she couldn't feel him moving at all and any form of spiritual pressure he was giving off was gone. "Shunsui, something is wrong!." Her voice was full of worry. Shunsui stopped worrying about his nose and scooted over to her. "I-I can't feel him any more. Shunsui do something!"
He didn't know what to do, but he knew he had to get her to the 4th division quickly, if not to help the child than to get him out before the baby did any harm to Hotaru's body. He rolled off his side of the bed before grabbing their robes and moving to help her places her on. Shunsui got her up and moving as fast as they both thought was safe. He would have carried her but he was worried about moving her too much, and she seemed so sure that she could walk it.
When they got there one of Unohana's subordinates got a room for the two of them and had someone run of for Unohana. Being s Captain did have it's props and having the best heath care was one of them. When she had arrived she of course was clam and wore a small smile. Hotaru rushed in telling her the pain and loss of spiritual awareness for the unborn child. Shunsui tried to read the other women but as always her cool demander was a rather good at hiding all tells that she might give off. Just standing they're smiling meant that she just there listening.
"Lay back, please." Unohana had moved to help her lay back on the small hospital bed. She made a few notes on a clipboard and had a few nods to herself before smiling. "I'll be back in a moment Hotaru," She placed a friendly hand on her shoulder and she nodded. Unohana gave Shunsui a look before leaving, he knew that look. The 'come and find me look.'
Shunsui got up an telling his love he would be right back which bothered Hotaru to no end, with her nerves going crazy she just want to be held. But he did leave and Unohana was waiting for him a little ways down the hallway. "So what was that look about? My kid growing another head?" Shunsui tried to lighten the mood. Unohana's demeanor didn't seem as light and 'nice' as it use to.
"Captain your child is no longer with us… I am afraid she past away a few hours ago I would have to guess. I am sorry. The pressure Hotaru felt was the left over spiritual pressure from your daughter's body. " Shunsui felt an wave of depression come over him. He felt the loss again, and this time a daughter. That part killed him more than he ever thought it would, Shunsui loved little girl. Boys were always crazy and destructive but girls created and loved.
Shunsui ran a long hand down his face letting a sigh out . "Any other good news?" Unohana gave him a sad look, he was having to deal with so much. But she knew he was emotionally the stronger one right now. This being the third time she had some worries about Hotaru losing another child. Hotaru had been trying so hard to have a baby, and not being able to could cause some depression.
"We need to tell Hotaru, we need to remove the child so –"
"So it dosent hurt her, blah blah blah." Shunsui had interrupted her, he knew the drill and it always ended with him holding his un-wife as she cried her eyes out.
"You don't need to use kid gloves, Hotaru is a skilled warrior. Even if she is only a teacher, she has had her share of fighting and scars." They both looked over and saw old man Yama, It only made sense for him to be here. The head captain more than likely had his share of spies for just to know about his daughter's progress.
They both looked down; sometimes it was hard to remember she was a warrior when she had been in such a fragile state as of late. Shunsui looked back at the door before looking down rubbing the back of his neck and looking at Unohana; she appeared distressed. "We best tell her quickly." She suggested.
"I will tell her." The old man said making Shunsui and Unohana look at rather shocked. "You both pity her, and with this pity you shame her. As her father and the head of our family I wont allow it. Move aside." The hallway was big enough for him to move but he wanted his point made; his daughter was strong and could handle this. They both stared at him, Unohana thinking about how hard it all must have been for these two men to have to gain and lose so much, not only the children but surely the hope that was dimming in Hotaru and watching that slowly die had to be hard. Shunsui just had a moment of relief he didn't like the idea of the old man doing his dirty work but he couldn't stand to see Hotaru break again. To watch her heart crumble. "Move!" Came his stern voice. The both put their heads down and stepped back letting him throw.
Walking into the room Yamamoto could feel the room change, the air was full of worry, Hotaru's spiritual pressure was contained but on edge. Hotaru sat up from the bed her fingers under her belly gripping each other. "Father?" The old man walked to a seat and sat down sighing.
"You already know Hotaru, you're a smart girl. That little baby is gone." Hotaru looked down her hands on her belly before she started to cry; it was quite, so soft that the only way to could really tell is by her soft shoulder movement. An over powering sense of defeat, lose, and loneliness over took her and she just fell back on the bed and then you could hear her, she let a scream out a loud, livid scream while rolling and kick like a child on the bed.
Shunsui a moment later came in he didn't run to her, rush in any way too clam her. Hotaru needed to let her emotions run wild, her grief was so strong that to contain it might do more harm later than it ever could now. She took heavy breaths that would have hums of cries at the end, and Shunsui didn't know if that was the end of it but he moved to her.
When she saw him she went to move away from him, she didn't want to be near him. He had made her feel loved, so loved she wanted to show the world that they loved each other, and he let all this heart break happen. She wanted to be so mad at him so she could hate him, hate him so she could focus on not herself, not the dead babies, just the raw burn in her throat from crying, and the hate that she felt in herself that she pushed onto Shunsui. She got up and Shunsui could see her coming with fist but let it happen; he let her beat on his cheat as he held his arms not on but around her. Waiting for her to clam to be there for the minute she was ready.
She did clam and rested her cheek on his cheat just above his heart. "I hate you so much." He knew she didn't, she hated her loss, she despised that she felt helpless, that she felt less of a women again. For the third time in her life, she had failed to give them a child.
She turns her face into his chest in hopes it would muffle her cries. It did little but Shunsui placed his arms firmly around her, laid his head on top of hers and held her as she cried. He didn't let her go till Unohana told them they were ready to start, he held her hand as the forced her into labor, and he held her as she mourned their loss.
The head captain watched them, he was pleased in what he saw, he saw his star student who had raised to greatness, holding the one who was more precious to him in her moment of weakness. He was pleased with his decision to allow them to wed, when they were ready.