Disclaimer: Um…
Misaki: Chey-chan!
Chey: What?
Misaki: Say the disclaimer.
Chey: Why?
Misaki: Because it's necessary.
Chey: It is?
Misaki: Yes!
Chey: Ugh, fine, I do not own Junjou Romantica.
Misaki: Good.
Chey: Now then, the votes have been tallied and it was very close, I had to look at what the reviewers said, but the sex of the baby has been decided. And it will be a…
Nah, you'll just have to read the chapter.
Misaki: Sadist.
Chey: You know it.
Chapter 12
Three weeks later; week thirteen
Misaki and Usagi were back in the maternity ward again. This time, they were there to find out the sex of the baby.
"Okay, are you ready?" Dr. Onari murmured with a smile.
"Uh, yeah, I guess. Where's Dr. Kusama?"
"He's got the pediatrics terminal ward today. It always wears him out, along with everyone else in pediatrics, so he's going straight home after his shift when it ends in a few minutes."
"That's rough," Misaki replied. She smiled sympathetically as she rubbed gel on Misaki's stomach and prepped the machine.
"It's part of the job. Now then, are you ready to find out the sex of the baby?"
There was a pregnant silence (no pun intended) before he said, "Yes."
Usagi reached out and took Misaki's hand, trying to keep him grounded. Dr. Onari flipped on the monitor and placed the ultrasound to Misaki's stomach.
"Okay, there it is and…it's a girl."
There was total silence, but for the small whir of the ultrasound.
"Wow… a girl."
Misaki laid there in shock. Usagi noticed. "Misaki, are you alright?"
"Uh, yeah…it's just…well, I know what she is. It just makes this so much more real." He stared down at his still flat stomach. Now he knew there was a baby girl growing inside of him. It was all too much. He felt his eyes overflow. Usagi slid a comforting arm around his shoulder. He leaned against Usagi-san thankfully.
"Well then," Dr. Onari said lightly, "If you need anything else, don't hesitate to call me or Dr. Kusama."
Misaki nodded and closed his eyes, sinking into his lover's warmth. Usagi ruffled his hair lightly and looked over at the doctor with a brief smile, before turning back to kiss Misaki's hair. He loved that kid so much.
Onari smiled and left.
…
On the way home, Misaki was totally silent. He was deep in thought. The baby was a girl. It was just so ground breaking. He would be looking after a girl for the next twenty years. He grimaced. Wasn't he already looking after a child already? He cast an eye briefly at Usagi-san's profile. Well, a really big child.
"Misaki?" Usagi had seen the quick glance.
"Nothing, I just…oh," he gasped.
"Misaki?"
"I—the baby, it just moved." Misaki was staring down at his stomach. It was still flat, but there had definitely been a shift.
"Is she okay?" Misaki felt a small warmth flutter in his stomach at the pronoun.
"I think so," he said hesitantly. He waited to see if she would move again, but she was still. "That felt…"
"Fantastic?"
Not the word he was looking for. "More like weird."
"Is it still alright though?"
Misaki paused. "Yeah, it's fine."
Usagi smiled warmly, making Misaki's heart flutter. "Good."
…
Misaki enjoyed the next few days whenever the baby shifted or twitched. He finally finished the semester too. "Argh, I have no idea how I passed that English class," he moaned at Sumi Senpai as they walked out of their last final of the semester.
"Please, you have Usami Sensei who speaks perfect English to teach you."
"He doesn't teach me English. He doesn't teach me anything."
"Well, he could teach you in the bed. Apparently, bedroom talk is the fastest way to learn another language."
Misaki blushed. "Senpai, stop it."
"You know, there's something different about you lately."
Misaki stilled. "Wha-what do you mean?"
"Well, I know sex is good for the skin but you're positively glowing." Sumi's look was very scrutinizing.
"Ah well, there's nothing. I'm absolutely fine." He laughed rather loudly.
"Uh huh." Sumi glanced around, noting there were in a relatively empty corridor. As they passed a bathroom, Sumi gave him slight push and they staggered through the door. Sumi grabbed his shoulders and pinned him gently against the wall. He stared more thoroughly at him.
"What the hell are you doing?" Misaki gasped.
"I'm trying to figure out what's different about you."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Sumi ignored him. "Hmm, same height, same eyes, same mouth, same face. And yet your skin is beautiful. Are you using some sort of lotion?" He leaned down and sniffed Misaki's skin. "No…hmm. I have no idea what this is. Maybe I was right and you are pregnant."
"Tha-that's ridiculous. I'm a boy for heaven's sake." Misaki realized only too late that his eyes were completely averted. Dammit.
Sumi raised an eyebrow. "Oh really." He slid his arms down Misaki's side and lifted under his ribs. "That's it."
"Wh-what's it?" he gasped, squirming. "Senpai!"
"You are definitely heavier than you used to be."
Misaki's eyes bugged. "I am not fat!" he yelped.
"I didn't say that."
But it was too late and Misaki's mood swings kicked in full throttle. "I'm not fat!" He looked positively pissed.
"Okay, okay, you're not fat." Sumi released him and took a couple steps back. "Relax. Jeez, you really are acting pregnant." Misaki stiffened sharply and the sign was just too much to ignore. "Are you really pregnant?"
"N-no."
Sumi's eyes widened. "No way. You're preggers?"
"Of course not."
"I can't believe it. But you're a guy."
"Stop saying that. I'm not pregnant!"
"Whatever you say." Sumi turned away and started toward the door.
"No, listen, I'm not pregnant, cuz I'm a boy and that's just impossible."
"Sure."
Misaki growled in frustration. "I'm not, honestly."
"I believe you," Sumi replied lightly. "I have to go now, vacation awaits." He left Misaki to glower after him.
"S-Senpai?" he called after him. He could swear Sumi was smirking even with his back turned.
To be continued…
Chey: The fat part was inspired by the lovely Junjou-Angel. She mentioned it and I was like how come I'd never thought of that before?
Misaki: I'm not fat! Stop talking about it!
Chey: Uh oh, I think he's a bit upset.
Misaki: Shut up.
Chey: Ooh I'm so scared.
Misaki: *Seething*
Chey: Anywho, please review and I will love you forever and all that jazz.
Thanks for reading!
~CheyanneChika
