Chapter 11
First Semester First Half

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Deciding to stay in Japan until after René's birthday worked out well for them. Well for René anyway, once he was in France he learned that he didn't have class the next day. Michael did but at least one of them could unpack the few things they couldn't get to the day before. Having nothing to do made him tired. It was probably also the jet lag since he hadn't slept well on the plane or last night, he felt exhausted. His eyes started to drift until he heard his phone go off.
*quick game at four in square?* He figured this text was coming since the weather was still nice and Michael got out of class at three-thirty.
*Yea I'll be there.* Well so much for a nap. He would sleep well tonight. Getting off the bed he went to change clothes and head over to the park. He would have to grab a coffee on his way.

Playing with the guys woke him up. Having to stay sharp helped keep his senses ready for anything. He did learn that he wasn't running as fast as he normally did and had to slide more because of it. He was still playing hard so in his mind it all worked out.
"René if you hit another home run you're getting the ball after you score."
"I'll go easy, promise. Be ready you guys." Hitting the ball with a little less energy than before he was able to stick to his promise, the ball fell just short of the homerun line but he was still able to make it to third. If he had been more energized he probably could have made it to home but he didn't want to push himself.
"Alright Michael time to show us that your worth playing for the Giants."
"Consider it done." The time spent with them paid off as the ball was hit with much more power than last year.

Michael noticed René got back to the dorm to collapse on his bed. He wasn't even going to change? That wasn't like him.
"Soooo tired." His words were muffled from being spoken into the mattress.
"You don't want food, I'm starving."
"Can we order in?"
"Yea what do you want?"
"Food. Menus in the top draw of my desk, pick one and order me whatever you're getting."
Keeping an eye on René who was slowly pushing himself up, he walked over to the desk to pull them out.
"I'm going to shower so I don't sleep while trying to eat, here's my wallet." Throwing his wallet on the desk he walked into the bathroom. Michael was going to pay but since René insisted. He couldn't get over how horrible he looked. Maybe it was just the dirt making him look the way he did.

René rolled over yet again to get comfortable and fall asleep. He felt so exhausted yet his eyes wouldn't stay closed and his mind wouldn't shut off.
"René are you okay over there?" Michael couldn't help but hear René throw his weight as he rolled from side to side.
"This sucks."
"Come here."
Doing as he was told René got up and moved under the covers beside Michael.
"Are you sick?"
"No I don't think so, I don't feel it. I just can't sleep."
Getting up, Michael walked into the bathroom and came back a few seconds later holding a glass of water and something else. "Here this should help. It's just a sleeping pill."
Ready to try anything for some sleep he swallowed the pills and moved closer to Michael once he was back in bed.

Sleeping for the rest of the night helped but he still didn't feel a hundred percent. Now it was probably nerves since he started his classes today and he had feeling they wouldn't be easy. When you can't pronounce the names of your classes you know you are in for trouble. He also had to factor in the outside training he would be starting next semester, well so much for baseball. By the end of the first day he didn't feel any worse but he didn't feel any better. After he ate he would do his homework and pass out for the night. Having a full night's sleep would probably fix this.
"I can't get hooked on these right?" Asking Michael from the bathroom as he shook out two pills he half waited for an answer.
"Just don't take them every day and you'll be good. Two days in a row shouldn't do anything."
"Good." With that he swallowed them and walked to his bed.

"René turn it off." Michael rolled over as he heard René's alarm start to go off. Not hearing it go off he grumbled to a sitting position to find out why.
"René?' He noticed he wasn't in bed that could explain it. But if he wasn't there then where was he? Walking over to turn it off he heard René in the other room.
"Hey what's wrong, René are you feeling okay?" It seemed liked a stupid question considering he head was in the toilet. Sitting back he stood up to go to the sink.
"I think I have food poisoning. What I ate last night tasted off I thought and now I feel sick."
"Do you need something to help you feel better or will nothing help?"
"I need to feel better and go to class."
"Forget it and go back to bed, I'll e-mail your teachers for you so they know why you aren't there." Michael dragged him back to bed before he could fight him.
"What's your password for your e-mail."
"Just sign in on my laptop it's saved on the computer." Sliding back under the covers he tried to go back to bed. As much as he loved school staying in bed right now was something he loved more.
Michael was brushing his teeth when René ran back in to throw his guts up.
"I am never… eating from…La Procope …ever again."
"Can't say I blame you." He didn't see that lasting too long though since René loved that place ever since he found out about them his freshman year.

Coming back from class at five to see René asleep didn't surprise him. The next day when he was just as bad all day Michael decided to step in.
"You look like crap, you're not eating, you're not sleeping, there is no way you'll be better after this weekend."
"Why not? I'm just sick, it will pass soon."
"Tell me do you feel sick? I mean like with a cold or something around there?"
"Well no but,"
"Then go see a doctor, see what's messing with you. Hell they might be able to give you something so you don't throw up the little you are eating."
"If I go will you stop hounding me?"
"Yes."
"Then fine but I'm dragging you along." Just happy that René was going to see someone he didn't mind going with him. He was getting worried that this was more serious then René was letting on, that it wasn't just food poisoning. He wasn't a doctor so he didn't know what else it could be but he knew not eating and getting sick could lead to much more complicated things.

"This sucks." René finally sat in the examining room at the ER. Since it was Saturday the doctor's closed earlier leaving René no choice but to go to the hospital to see someone. After waiting almost two hours he was finally admitted to wait some more.
"See had you thrown up sooner you would have been here sooner.
"Don't start with me I'm in no mood."
Three hours in total waiting and he knew nothing,
"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong, nothing comes back in the tests. Give it another day or so and it should pass. Your symptoms sound like a virus."
*No shit.*
Michael could feel René's anger rising, he was going to be so pissed off with him for making him come here.

"I'm not a doctor yet and even I could have done a better job." René slammed the door to the room and crawled back in bed. He was not feeling well enough to deal with this shit, no wonder his dad always complained about other hospitals his family didn't own. As he shifted to get comfortable he took his wallet and phone out of his pants pocket and drop them on the floor beside his bed .
"So then do it if you know how." The thought sounded pretty good actually. It would be good practice and since the doctors here couldn't find anything it couldn't hurt. After what he just went through he wasn't in the mood to look into it now.

Michael walked into the room coming back from the library to see René up. He must be feeling better since he was sitting in bed surrounded by his school books.
"Glad to see you doing something."
"I'm tired of feeling like I'm going to be sick at any moment. Come help me." Throwing his own books on his bed he sat across from René to see what he could do to help.
"Write down in the second column all the names I give you. They are all things that have my symptoms. I can look into them more after but this book here on my lap is full of diseases, virus, all that good stuff." The book he was talking about was huge, at least a thousand pages. Did René have to carry that around with him?
Not having to stop to write down each one he found he could go through the book a lot faster. He was already half way through it. Being able to cut out diseases spread by tropic insects helped, he hadn't gone anywhere near the places they were found. Michael didn't think he was making it faster since he had to ask how to spell a few of them.

"So what's next?" Looking up he saw René flipping between two pages, going over the information again and again. "Find something?"
"Give me that." Snatching his notebook he looked over the three pages of information.
"What's with the look on your face? You're not dying on me are you? Not that it's funny and I shouldn't be joking about that,"
"Michael shut up for a minute!" He understood that tone, René found something that scared him, he was getting defensive from it.
"Fill me in. What did you come across?"
Throwing his textbook on Michael's lap he pointed to the bottom of the page.
"And the next page."
Michael's eyes got wide just after a few sentences.
"Shit."
"Exactly."
"But there is no way this is right, right? I mean this doesn't really fit does it?"
Flipping to the last page of his notebook René started drawing a few lines and scribbled fast to map something out. Circling two numbers he passed the notebook to Michael.
"This is the date it could be from, this is now. Count the spaces between the two numbers and read the description in the text."
Following René's instructions he counted the spaces in the notebook and read the description in the book that fit his number.
"So according to this then this means,"
"I'm almost six weeks pregnant? Yea most likely."

René pushed his books to the foot of his bed to lie on top curled up. He didn't know what to think or do. He didn't want to be right; he didn't want to be pregnant. And if he was then what would he do? He would have to have the baby; there was no way he would get an abortion, unless the baby was facing major developmental issues.
"Oh my god!" Snapping up he could feel his hear racing inside his chest. What had he done?
"What? René are you okay?" Moving away from his desk and his failed attempt at homework he moved to René.
"I could have done serious harm to the baby."
"What are you talking about? You don't and haven't done anything."
"I played baseball with the guys just the other day and to make matters worse I've been taking sleeping pills."
Michael grabbed René's shoulders hoping he would calm down before he made himself sick.
"Before you start panicking you need to breathe. You don't even know for sure if you are pregnant so don't start thinking you've hurt the baby."
"But,"
"But nothing René you need to relax. You can do that right?"
"I don't know at the moment."
"Listen why don't you and me step out of the room for a while. You could use some fresh air, are you up to going to my parents for dinner?"
He had completely forgotten that Sara invited them over for dinner tonight. Other then feeling nauseous he wasn't sure if he could go and not blurt out his fear to them.
"I'd rather not; I'm not feeling up to going anywhere. But go see your parents and tell them I said hello for me."
"I won't be gone long. Try to nap and I'll be back by the time you wake up." He didn't want to leave René in the state he was in but he could see that he just wanted some time alone.
"Wait Michael." Grabbing his hand he stopped him from getting ready. "Please don't say anything to them."
Michael smiled at him, "Don't tell them that you've got food poisoning?"
"No, I guess you're right. That's true." Letting go of his hand he laid back down.

René didn't remember falling asleep but he saw his eyes open to Michael standing over the bed. Getting up he saw it was eight-thirty, he slept the entire time Michael was gone.
"Sorry to wake you but I got something for you."
"Oh what's that a doggy bag from your mom?"
"Well no, but I have that too."
Seeing what Michael wanted to give him he just stared at it for a moment.
"My mom has tons of those at the house so she'll never know I took one for you."
"That's kinda a creepy thought, thanks for sharing."
"How do you think I feel I grew up with it that way, I didn't want to know what was going on."
Standing up he laughed a little; that was way more then he needed to know about Sara and Sean's love life. Or that there was still one, they were like his parents in that respect.

Allowing his legs to finally give out into his desk chair René just sat there. One hand covered half of his face while the other one held the test that brought his fears to life.
"I'm going to have a baby. Now what do I do?"
Standing behind René Michael took the test from him; the sign that showed it was positive stared at him.
"So you're going to go through with this?"
Pulling away from Michael he stood up to face him, he was pissed that Michael could even think of that.
"Of course I'm going to go through with this! How could you think I wouldn't! Having an abortion, I won't even consider as an option!"
"I'm sorry, don't get mad I was just asking."
"I can't believe you right now! I mean you know my background and if,"
"Don't say it! Your right I know your past but you're not your father! You don't have to do this just because your father did!"
"Forget it, I'm having this baby! I don't know if I'll raise them or not but either way I am going to do this and if you don't like it then go to hell!" Storming into the bathroom he slammed the door just to get away from Michael until he calmed down.

Sitting on the edge of the tub René just stared at his hand on his stomach. He had acted so childish before. He was just scared, the unknown had always scared him and this was no different. A few minutes later Michael walked in to sit next to him.
"Sorry for being an ass. As I said before any choice you make I'll support."
Taking his hand René just sat there, he couldn't speak at the moment so just knowing Michael had him helped.
"I'm really scared Michael. I don't know what to do. And what if I did so something to harm the baby. I'm so stupid I should have seen this sooner. And I'm supposed to be graduating in May, how can that be? God, I'm graduating or supposed to be now I don't even know if that will happen."
As René started to breakdown and cry Michael put an arm around him to bring him closer. He wasn't sure what else to do to help him. He couldn't give him advice as he was scared too. He wasn't ready to be a father. He hadn't even thought about it, maybe a few times his parents brought up the idea since they wanted grandkids one day but not now.
"Maybe you should talk to your father."
René pulled away from him to look at the far wall.
"No, I can't do that. This is the only thing I know for sure. My parents will kill me; you weren't there the last time Michael. But, my dad, he got so angry with me over a scare; a scare! If he finds out that I am really pregnant then, well, I know it won't be good."
"René you can't hide this from them, or even my parents."
"Yes I can. I'm in France. My parents don't come here that often and I don't do there. As for your parents I can hide it and when it gets to the point where I can't I can tell them I can't see them from school. I mean classes will probably keep me busy as the end of the school year for us gets closer."
"Your really serious about this aren't you?"
"I am. Michael, please don't say anything." He didn't like the idea but he agreed. Maybe once René got a good night's sleep he would see that his decision had so many flaws. And he doubted Tamaki and Kyouya would get or stay angry. Clearing his head he wrapped his arm back around René's waist as he moved to rest on him again. They had time to get this all to work out, right now they had each other and that was all that mattered.

After his last class René met up with Michael to go see a doctor. He would have gone alone but it was Michael's car and he really wanted him to be there. The trip wasn't really a short one since René decided to go to the other part of the city. He feared word would get out sooner if he stayed near the school. The car ride there was silent not helping the trip length feel any better. The car radio was on but it was low. Michael hadn't asked if he was still planning on not telling his parents but it had been on his mind since they left.
"Turn right here."
Doing as he was told he pulled into the parking lot. Both sat there for a moment before René unbuckled himself and stepped out of the car.

René held onto Michael's hand while he sat in the examining table waiting for the doctor. He could feel his hand trembling and knew Michael could feel it too as he tightened his grip.
"Hello René I'm Dr. Heckerd, it is a pleasure to meet you." An average looking brunette woman walked in to the room. She was looking at his freshly made chart making sure she had the name right. After meeting Michael he sat in the corner to let her do her job.
"Before I do anything I just need to ask a couple of questions."
Nodding he let her start.
"About how far along do you think you are? I'll get an about when an ultrasound is done but the closer I can calculate for you the better."
"Well, it happened around the twenty-eighth of July so five going on six this weeks."
"You don't smoke or drink correct, and if you do have you stopped?"
"Well," His voice dropped to just above a whisper as a thought hit him, "I went out drinking a little for my birthday on the thirty-first of August. And a few days ago, before I knew any of this I took some pills to help me sleep and I played baseball with the team I'm on." He slouched to hold his head in his hands, he screwed up big time. He had completely forgotten about his birthday, he decided to drink a little at dinner with his family and when he went out with Michael he did shots of Sake. It hadn't been a lot but any alcohol could harm the baby. Writing what she was told down she had him lie back.
"You stopped all of that?"
"Yes."
"Just relax for me now."

It seemed to take forever to wait until she found something. In reality it took only a minute.
"I can't see any developmental problems at this moment in time. That doesn't mean there aren't any though or there won't be learning disabilities in the future. Everything has just started to develop so I won't be able to see if something isn't going right for a few more weeks. Make an appointment to see me in three weeks alright? Do you have any questions for me? Either of you?"
"What do we do if something is wrong?"
"Well there are quite a few options but it would depend on what you want to do and what exactly is going wrong."
He sat up to try not to cry, he was angry with himself. His body didn't know what to do with this anger other then cry.
"Try not to think about that René and relax. That is one of the most important things you can do right now. Don't think about what could but think about what is. You're going to have a baby! This is an exciting time. This is your first child correct?"
"Yes."
"Then you should be excited and happy! Both of you should be."
Weakly he smiled at her; she didn't know the half of it.

Back in the car Michael started laughing. René cocked an eye at him. Clearly lost by what was so funny.
"I think she thinks we are together."
"Well we are together."
"No, together, together, like we are married."
"Oh, yea I kinda got that too."
"You know we could make it for real."
"Forget it. I won't marry you. Not right now anyway, that's the last thing I want to think about."
"Fine, fine as you wish."
The car ride back went a lot smoother as they started talking and René loosened up to laugh. They would figure it all out, they were smart people and they had time, until May fourth to deal with all the details. It was two weeks before their intended graduation but once he talked to his teachers next semester and told them what was going on maybe he could work things out differently.
"I'm hungry."
"About time I heard those words come from your mouth. What do you want? What things do you think will mess with you?"
Knowing he had to really eat right and he still felt nauseous by most foods something healthy would be really good.

Michael really needed to keep a copy of René's classes with him. Getting out for the day he wanted to see if they could meet and have dinner. They could head to the kitchen the dorms held instead of the cafeteria. Having class until five was rough when it came to that. René was either still in class, or in the library, or in the dorm already if he could out around lunchtime. He text him but he never got back to him. So he was probably still in class then, guess that meant he was heading to the dorm room to wait for him,

"René!" Rushing to his side he lifted his head from the floor where he had collapsed. He had just walked into the room to see him crumpled on the floor. He had no idea how long he had been this way, minutes, hours. All he knew was that his breathing was off and he wasn't opening his eyes.
"Hey René, wake up. Can you hear me? René!" For a second his eyes fluttered open to fall shut again. Taking his hand with the one that wasn't holding his head he held tightly to it.
"Stay with me okay, help is coming. I won't let you go understand."

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Turns out two is my limit. I'm so horrible I know. Chapter 12 is coming as soon as my hand allows me to look at a pencil again. It's all figured out I just need to write it out. Please review. I was going to wait until 12 to post this but since I am having slight issues with that idea I decided to do it now, please don't hate me too much….I love you.
~Femalefighter~