OK guys important stuff...please read! I haven't seen the movie or the second season, so much of this is going to go a lot different then that. A lot of it is just going to be what I write. So the stuff you read here doesn't happen in the anime or the manga. Most if not all of it will be about Aya and Yata. So don't hate comment because I've given you the lecture.

Moving on now...so how are you guys hanging? Did you like the last chapter? Is it spoiled the ending of the season for you when it comes to Mikoto's death then I am super sorry. I didn't mean to . Aya forgave Yata and now let's see how life is going for HOMRA.

So, without further a do, let's make it do what it do-


"Aya, have you seen-"

"It's by the bed." I sighed from the chair in the far corner, a book pressed up close to my face. Yata was running around the room looking for his beanie. Why he needed it? I don't know. It wasn't like we had any assignments. Our new King hadn't given any really.

After Mikoto's passing Anna had become our new King...or Queen. We didn't pick her for your information. Everyone was too depressed to even think of something like that. The sword of Damocles chose her, and we couldn't be happier to have her. She still clung to me a lot, which I still found cute and now I felt honored. I mean, she was head of our clan, and yet she still clung to me.

A few months had passed since Mikoto. None of us 'got over it', but we learned to continue to live our lives. Yata and I couldn't be more comfortable together. We were closer than ever and everything was working out great. As of the moment he was still searching for his fucking beanie and I was trying to get some summer reading done.

"Ayame, it's-"

"Oh my God, Yata!" I groaned and got up. I walked over to his side of the bed and picked it up from his nightstand. "It's right here!" I said and waved it in front of his face.

"When did it-"

"I put it there last night." I rolled my eyes.

"Before or after we-"

"Before." I groaned and turned on my heels.

"Wow, not so fast." He laughed and pulled me back by my hips.

"Yata, I'm trying to read." I sighed as he pulled me to his chest. His arms wrapped around my waist holding my back tightly against his chest.

"You were trying to read." He muttered against my neck, kissing it.

"Yata," I whined.

"Aya," He mocked and turned me to face him. "You know you can't resist me." He said and wiggled his brows.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "You're such a fucking dork." I laughed as he went to attacking my neck again.

"I'm a dork you like fucking." He commented, gaining a slap against the head from me. He laughed and then suddenly we were on the bed. He kissed my lips teasingly a few times and then full on. The kiss deepened as the seconds passed and in only a couple minutes my shirt had been tossed across the room and Yata's sweater was on the floor next to the bed...along with his beanie.

And then there was a knock on the door. "Yata, I'm coming in."

"Wait, Ri-" Too late. Yata rolled me off him and then tried to blow my half naked body with his, but it was too late. Rikio had already seen me. I hid behind Yata anyways, holding an arm over my chest.

"Oh shit, I didn't-"

"What the fuck do you want, fat ass?" Yata growled.

"I, uh, um..." He was blushing.

"Oh my God." I groaned and flopped down. "Yata, hand me your sweater." I sighed.

He reached down and handed it to me over his shoulder. I slipped the thing on and got up. He grabbed my wrist but I kissed his lips softly and walked out the room. I heard Yata starting yelling at Rikio after that. I heard something break, which means he threw something at the fat ass. I laughed to myself and walked downstairs. I plopped down on the couch next to Anna and leaned back.

"What's going on up there?" Kusanagi asked.

"You don't wanna know." I laughed and looked down at Anna. "And how are you today, Anna?" I asked.

"I'm good." She said softly and then reached up and gripped a hold of Yata's sweater.

"You fucking idiot!" I heard Yata yell and then heard someone fall. Rikio came rolling down the stairs and Yata jumped over his body. He plopped down next to me aggravated and a new sweater on.

"What did you break up there?" I asked.

"The lamp." He huffed.

I shrugged and said, "We never used it anyways."

I looked up at Yata, the crumpled Rikio, A nonchalant Kusanagi, and Anna who seemed concerned with something on the table. It was Saturday there was nothing to do. I mean there was, but Rikio kind of ruined that. We could go shopping, but Yata didn't particularly like that past time. I thought about going to see his little brother and sister, but Yata didn't like seeing his step-dad too much. There was skating, but there were too many people out at the park most days. What to do on a lazy Saturday?

"You got any new assignments for us?" I asked aloud.

"Not really." Kusanagi sighed. "I'm afraid it's a rather lazy day." He shrugged and continued to clean the inside of a glass.

"You bored?" Yata asked, nudging my arm.

"Hm?" I looked up at him and then nodded. "I wouldn't be if someone knew how to knock." I said sharply and glared in Rikio's direction.

"No kidding." Yata groaned and tilted his head back.

"Ayame's going to be sick." Anna suddenly said softly, her eyes glued on the three circling red balls on the table.

"What?" Yata and I looked down at her.

"Anna, I'm fine." I raised a brow and chuckled lightly. "I haven't been sick in a long time." I ruffled her hair and relaxed back into Yata, who had his arm draped over the top of the couch.

"Don't say shit like that, Anna." Yata said.

"Why do you say that, Anna?" Kusanagi chimed in, paused in his cleaning.

Anna didn't look up from the table, she just kept her focus on the three circling crystal beads. "Ayame's going to be sick." She repeated in the same manner. I went to say something, but suddenly an overwhelming wave of nausea came over me. I cursed under my breath and shot up. I raced to the bathroom upstairs and emptied my already near-empty stomach. It kept going for a few minutes, but suddenly it stopped and the wave was gone just as quickly as it appeared. I got up, breathing heavily of course and brushed my teeth vigorously. I flushed the toilet and then slowly left the bathroom.

What was that? I had felt fine before Anna had said anything and I felt fine now. It was like the world's quickest sickness. I walked down the stairs as I pondered what the hell was going on. Yata was asking Anna what had just happened and Kusanagi met me at the bottom of the steps...Rikio was still passed out. Kusanagi helped me over Rikio's unconscious body and carefully helped me to a bar stool.

"Ayame, are you ok?" Yata said, rushing to my side. "What kind of bullshit was that, Anna?" He snapped.

"Yata, don't get mad at her. She didn't make me sick." I rolled my eyes and swatted at his arm.

"Are you sick?" Kusanagi raised a brow, placing a glass of water in front of me.

I shook my head. "I don't know," I admitted. "I mean, I felt fine before Anna said anything and I feel fine now." I furrowed my brows at myself, wondering what in the fuck was wrong with me. "It was like just a two minute stomach flue."

"That makes no fucking sense." Yata rolled his eyes.

"No! Really?" I snapped. "Look, all I know is that I felt fine, then Anna said something, I got hit with some extreme nausea, and now I feel fine. What the fuck else do you want me to say?"

"Maybe you should go see a doctor." Kusanagi suggested.

"But I don't feel sick." I said.

"Aya, you just fucking puked!" Yata retorted.

"But I-" I went to argue, but suddenly Anna came up to me and placed a hand on my stomach. She looked right at my stomach, her hand on it, not saying anything. I gasped lightly, understanding exactly what she was 'saying'. I tensed up, loosing all the air from my lungs. I couldn't be. Could I?

"Anna, what the hell are you-"

"We're going to the doctor." I jumped up and grabbed my bag off the rack behind me. "Now." I urged and grabbed Yata's hand.


"I thought you didn't want to be here?" Yata said for the fucking thousandth time.

"Yata, shut up." I said flatly, drumming my thumbs nervously on the uncomfortable 'bed' they had in the room the nurse had put me in. Yata hadn't shut up since we got here and my nerves were already shot.

"What the hell is your deal? What the fuck did Anna do to you?" Yata snapped, glaring at me from the seat across the room.

"Will you please sh-"

"Ms. Mata?" The doctor entered the room. "I'm Dr. Kumato. I've heard you haven't been feeling well." He said and sat down in a rolling chair in front of me. "You've been having random and brief moments of nausea, correct?"

"Yes, sir." I said weakly, praying he'd tell me I just had some really odd stomach bug.

"Before we begin I must ask if this is your brother or-"

"Boyfriend. I'm her boyfriend." Yata snapped, standing up and crossing his arms.

"Would you mind stepping out for just a few minutes? There are some things I have to ask Ms. Mata that she might not want you to hear." The doctor said, looking down at his board for a brief second.

"He can stay. I don't mind." I said quickly, wanting to get straight to the point.

"If you say so." The doctor sighed. "Ok, first things first. Are you sexually active?"

"What the hell kind of question is that?" Yata snapped.

"Yes." I ignored my idiot boyfriend and answered.

"Alright. When was your last menstrual cycle?" He asked, still looking down at his board.

"Your what?" Yata raised a brow.

"I want to say last month, but I can't be a hundred percent positive." I said truthfully.

"Ok, are you safe when-"

"Yes we are. I'm not an idiot." Yata snapped.

"Actually, there is one time that I don't think we were." I cursed myself inwardly. As I answered all these man's questions I was connecting all the dots. Everything was painting a very scary picture for me.

"No, Ayame, I need you to be very honest with these next set of questions." The doctor said, finally looking up at me. I nodded and he continued. "Have you been sensitive in your breasts?" Yata growled, I nodded with a gulp, and the doctor wrote something down on his clipboard. "Have you been sensitive to any smells, foods, drinks?"

"Yes." I sighed.

"Have you been moody, randomly aroused, very hormonal?" He asked so nonchalantly, but the words he used made me feel very bashful.

"Yes!" Yata answered for me...and quickly to. I glared and he sweat dropped and said, "Well, you have been."

"Ok, Ayame, I'm going to need you to-"

"Ok." I cut him off, not wanting him to finish the sentence.

The doctor handed me a cup and directed me to the nearest bathroom. I quickly did my business and came back. I handed it to him and then he disappeared. Yata's idiotic jokes about peeing in cup didn't even embarrass me or make me laugh like they would normally. I was to upset with myself to be laughing or even pissed at him.

"What are we going to do?" I groaned and put my face in my hands.

"Hey, what's wrong? " Yata asked, suddenly very concerned. He grabbed my shoulders and then held me to his chest. "Whatever it is, it can't be too bad. Come on, Aya. It's probably just some stupid stomach flu."

I chuckled and shook my head. "Yata, you're so clueless sometimes."

"What do you mean?" Yata raised a brow.

"Yata, think about everything the doctor asked. This isn't just some stomach bug." I rolled my eyes and raked a hand through my hair.

"I didn't understand half the shit he asked." Yata admitted.

"Oh my God, Yata, since when does a stomach flu make someone horny?" I broke it down to his level.

"I don't know. You so weird when it comes to shit like this." He shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yata," I looked at him flatly, "you're a fucking moron."

"You remind me every day." He smiled softly and then inched closer. "Ayame, whatever this is it will be fine. Hell, if you were pregnant I still think we'd be just fine."

"It's a good thing you say that, Mr. Yata." The doctor suddenly appeared. "Because, you are in fact pregnant, Ayame."

"What?" Yata went wide eyed.

"I thought so." I sighed and dropped my head in my hands.

"In fact, Ayame, you are two months along." The doctor said with his eyes on his clipboard. "I'm going to refer you to a very good OBGYN friend of mine and prescribe you some prenatal pills." He said and scribbled down on some notepad. "I want you to take these pills morning, and I want you Mr. Yata to take very good care of your girlfriend here. She's going to need your support from now on."

"Thank you, Doctor." I said and shook his hand.

He told us goodbye and then left the room. We left not long after that.


"How can we be so careless?" I cried into my hands as we sat on a park bench.

"Aya," Yata sighed.

"I mean, I knew it only took one time, but damn. You don't shoot any fucking blanks." I pulled my hair lightly and groaned.

"I am not ashamed of that." Yata retorted.

"This is no time for jokes, Yata!" I whined.

"I'm not." He said. "I mean, I was trying to get you to smile, but I'm still not joking. I told you that if you were pregnant that I still thought we'd be just fine and I meant it. I think this is going to be great."

"No you don't." I rolled my eyes.

"Ok, so maybe it's a little early for kids, and no we aren't married, but who the hell cares? I sure as fuck don't." He said and forced me to look at him. "This is our kid and he-"

"Or she." I added.

"Or she," He chuckled, "will be one fucking bad ass kid. I mean look at us. Look at the life we live. He or she's going to be born into HOMRA and have the best parents and family he or she can have."

"Promise?" I cry-laughed.

"I swear." He smiled and pulled me into a hug. I cried into his shoulder and patted down my hair. "It's going to be great, Aya. I promise." He said softly in my ear.


"So, is there really a bun in that oven?" Kusanagi immediately asked when we walked through the bar doors. Anna shot up and placed a hand on my stomach. She moved her hand a little, her eyes glues on my gut. I smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Anna was right." I said and kept my eyes on her.

"Damn, Yata. What kind of powerful shit are you shooting?" Rikio joked.

"The same 'powerful shit' you'll never have." Yata shot at him with a glare and then looked down at me. "You wanna go sit down?" He asked.

"Yeah." I sighed and let him lead me to one of the bar stool. Anna followed along, glued to my side.

"So, Yata shot you put with some of his baby gravy, huh?" Chitose joked and nudged my shoulder.

"Way to knock Aya up, Yata." Akagi mocked.

"Fuck you." Yata snapped.

"Seems Ayame already did." Dewa laughed.

"Watch it." Yata growled.

"I'm guessing Yata doesn't shoot very many blanks, do you Yata." Fujishima chuckled.

"Unlike you." Yata retorted.

"How far are you?" Eric asked.

"Two months." I answered and downed maybe my third glass of water.

"So, that's what, seven more months of torture for Yata?" Rikio grinned and nudged Yata's arm.

"Not necessarily." I smirked deviously. "Yata's still going to be going on assignments. So that means that's seven months of torture for just about all of you."

"Ha!" Yata snapped. I rolled my eyes and looked down at my still flat stomach. It wouldn't be do flat much longer. I would look like I had a basketball under my shirt before too long. I sighed and looked at Anna who was still rubbing my stomach. I think she was excited, and somehow it made me more excited about it.

"Yata," I spoke up.

"What's up? You ok?" He snapped to and went straight into worry mode.

"I'm fine." I laughed. "I'm just hungry."

"Do you want pizza?" He asked. I scrunched my nose and shook my head. Just the sound of pizza made me nauseous. "Ok, what do you want?" He asked.

"Fried rice." I said immediately. "And lots of it too."

"Just fried rice?" He raised a brow.

"Shrimp fried rice with loads of soy sauce." That sounded so yummy.

"But you don't like soy-"

"Just fucking get me the food." I snapped.

"Alright." He jumped and held his hands up in defense. "Dewa, go get her some shrimp fried rice and soy sauce." He ordered one of the men.

"Hell no. She's your girlfriend and she's pregnant with your baby." He objected.

"What the fuck was that?" Yata snapped and pulled Dewa up by his collar.

"I said I was going to get Ayame her food." He changed his mind quickly.

"That's what I fucking thought." Yata growled and released him.

This pregnancy was going to be hell...


Do you think the baby will be a boy or a girl? Comment and tell me what you guys think it should be.