Disclaimer: Akira belongs to me, plot belongs to be. The rest is Konomi-sensei's.
Warning: Spelling/grammar mistakes, missing words/letters. Mpreg, male/male relationships.
Main pairing: Ato/Ryo, also called Royal Pair.
Side pairings: Ryoga/Kevin, Tezuka/Fuji.
A/N: I'm back everyone! Who missed me?
Anyhow… My computer is finally fixed, so I can get back to writing new chapters for my ongoing fics. Luckily, everything that I had pre-written was saved so I don't have to start from nothing. :D
Have fun reading!
Ryoma felt a little awkward.
Ok, maybe not a little but A LOT.
When he woke up again in the hospital the first thing that his souse did was kiss him on the forehead and leave. Later he got a message that Keigo had to go to a meeting or whatever..
Needless to say that Ryoma sat in his bed with a pout on his lips for good five minutes.
Ryoga and Kevin never showed up after going to check Kevin's arm. But that wasn't strange at all because knowing his brother Ryoma could easily guess that the slightly older Echizen and his American boyfriend had occupied a janitor's closet or something like that and were 'relieving' or 'getting rid of stress' like Ryoga called their sudden disappearances.
The nurses ran in and out of his ward, sometimes to check on him and Akira and sometimes to just peek in and stare at him with fear or interest and sometimes even admiration. Ryoma couldn't understand why. So when Hayashi came during lunch time and explained him that Keigo had told the nurses that Ryoma's his new wife and now the whole female personnel in the hospital knew that their boss has a wife and a son, Ryoma was a bit embarrassed, happy, surprised and a lot of mad.
He was about to call Keigo and yell at him, meeting or no meeting, but Hayashi used that moment to start to explain him how to take care of Akira, who was still sleeping. So the new parent forgot all about calling Keigo in interesting names and carefully listened to Hayashi's suggestions on the DOs and DON'Ts.
Luckily, Ryoma already had some experience on taking care of little babies (Thanks to Nanako) so he figured he won't have that much of a hard time with little Akira. The only thing that left him mute was what Hayashi mentioned about feeding the little newborn.
~Flashback~
Hayashi looked at the little baby who was sleeping in his crib: "Well… When he wakes up he will probably want to eat again." (The nurses fed the little baby boy while Ryoma was sleeping.)
Ryoma looked away from his notebook: 'Feed him…" Blink. "How?"
"'How' you ask..." Hayashi took off his glasses and started to clean them, "With your breasts of course. Just like all the other new moth—khmm.. Parents."
The notebook fell out of Ryoma's hands and clattered down the bed and on the floor, pencil together with it. The sound resonated in the room and woke up Akira. The baby's cries didn't let the young parent stay shocked for long. He picked up the small baby boy from the crib and gently rocked in his arms, humming a lullaby that Rink taught him.
Hayashi placed his glasses back on his nose and smiled in his beard: "That's a nice melody."
"Mhmm… My mother taught me. I sang it when he was kicking around a lot and it calmed him down." Ryoma said, a fond smile on his face.
Ryoma continued to rock his son even when he had stopped crying, but looked up at Hayashi and asked: "When you said about the feeding thing… Did.. Did I hear right?"
"Hmm…" the old doctor glanced at him for a moment, "About the breast feeding? Yes, I did say I like that."
"Bu-but… I don't exactly have… Well, you know… B-breast to feed with… A-and I well.. You know…" Ryoma stammered.
Hayashi laughed in his beard again: "Oh don't worry about that Echizen-san! Your body has probably adjusted itself for the good of the baby already, so technically you should able to produce milk and feed little umm…" he took a glance at the name tag sticked on the crib, "Akira-kun. You can use instant milk when he grows up a bit but for now…."
There was a knock on the door before nurses head popped up when the door opened: "Hayashi-sensei, you have a patient calling for you. Room 37."
The nurse was gone in an instant and Hayashi started to walk in the direction of the door. "Anyway… I have to go now. Let me know if your bottom still hurts and if you have some other problems." He was about to close the door behind him when he looked at Ryoma, whose mouth was hanging open, and smiled: "Good luck Echizen-san."
~Flashback End~
And that's what happened just moments ago.
Akira was crying in Ryoma's arms now and Ryoma himself was too scared to move now. He had no problems about dealing with dirty diapers, baby baths, Keigo's hysterics, his dad, but breast feeding was something else. Ryoma knew that he probably wasn't the first or the last male that had the same thing happen to him (meaning – being able to carry a child), but this… This was serious.
Ryoma placed the crying bundle in his lap, making sure the he won't fall out or move, placed a pacifier in his mouth. After that he slowly raised his hands and looked at them. After mumbling something under his nose he placed both of his hands on his chest and rubbed his nipples with his fingers. He furrowed his eyebrows. The things on his chest are not and will never be the proper baby feeding equipment, no matter how hard to try to imagine it differently.
"Stupid doctor." He mumbled.
But still, he slowly removed his hands from their places on his chest and slowly pulled the shirt over his head and dropped the piece of clothing next to him on the bed. Hoping that no one will come in his room for a while he hesitantly picked up the little baby boy, removing the pacifier from the little mouth in the process and held him close to his bare chest.
This was so… Stupid and embarrassing. Now, he wouldn't mind Keigo sucking (or biting or pinching) his nipples, only because it was for the sheer pleasure (but they haven't done it yet) and Ryoma can kind of imagine how it would feel like, but this… This was painful at first and then just became a plain weird feeling.
Ryoma sighed:"There goes my pride and the last remains of my so called manhood." He looked down at his little boy: "But I guess it's worth it."
After making sure that Akira was no longer hungry (Ryoma refused to call that procedure 'feeding') he laid against the pillows in his hospital bed, Akira in his arms blinking happily and looking at him.
The quiet moment was rudely interrupted by an overly happy Nanjirou as he bursted in the room, Rinko and Keigo's parent's right behind him.
"Seishonen! Where's my granddaughter?"
Rinko reacted faster than Ryoma and pulled her husband's ear: "Stop yelling Nanjirou! We are in a hospital for goodness sake!"
Keigo's mother Junko and father Yuu ignored the loud couple and walked closer to Ryoma's bed to greet the new parent and their grandchild. Ryoma turned Akira in is arms so that he would be able to look at the room and that the grandparents would be able to see the face of their grandchild.
Junko, a very positive woman who didn't even do as much as blink after finding out about Ryoma, hugged the young male and kissed his forehead as a greeting: "Ryoma-kun, how are you feeling? Oh and what a cutie. Can I hold him?" she clapped her hands together and almost jumped on place.
"Better now that I've slept a bit Junko-san." Ryoma said and handed her Akira. "He's name is Akira."
"Oh my. Ryoma honey, are you ok?" Rinko had finished taking care of Nanjirou and was now cooing over the baby in Junko's arms. "Nanjirou look at how cute he is."
"Wait! What! That's a he? Where the hell is my granddaughter?" Nanjirou walked closed and inspected the new born, stepping on Yuu's foot at the process. He widened his eyes and looked at Ryoma, pointing a finger at the said man: "You did something wrong! I want my cute granddaughter! Redo it, now!"
Ryoma managed to only do as much as glare because Keigo's dad joined the conversation, shutting Nanjirou up even before Rinko did it: "Echizen-san, will you please act your own age for once and it is not Ryoma-kun's fault that he had a boy. And stop yelling in the hospital and at Ryoma-kun, he is still recovering." The elder Atobe took a breath "And will you stop stepping on my feet all the time? This is the third time already since we entered this building! Plus, I demand and apology. Right now!"
"What did you say, you rich snob? I can point and yell at my son as much as I want and I won't apologize. It's your fault at standing there." The elder Echizen stuck out his tongue and grinned.
Atobe Yuu just had had enough and he glared through squinted eyes at the immature male. Even if he wasn't quite ecstatic about his only son marring another male, who turned out to be pregnant, at first, now he had come to love Ryoma as his own son (with the help of his wife and a frying pan of course). So as the boy's father-in-law he thought that it is his duty to stand up for him, even against the boy's real father.
"Ammm…. Umm… Mom?" Ryoma looked at his mother with a questioning look, "Help?" he pointed at the two glaring males.
Rinko and Junko looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Both of them had pretty childish husbands, even if they themselves didn't want to admit it.
"Nanjirou/Yuu, get out!"
"Ehhh? But Rinko-chan, he was the one who started it!"
"Junko. This is a serious matter and I must see to the end of this."
The both women just gave them a stern look and kicked out of Ryoma's ward (Akira was safely in Ryoma's hands at that moment). Ryoma laughed at the whole antics of his and Keigo's parents. Who would have known that Keigo's stoic dad would have a childish side to him.
"Men…" Rinko mumbled to herself and took Akira out of Ryoma's hands.
Ryoma sighed: "Redo it? Is he an idiot?"
"As if you didn't know that already Ryoma. But Akira-chan really does look like a healthy little tyke. You must be proud Ryoma honey." Rinko gave her son a motherly smile and cooed at Akira, touching his cheeks with her fingertips.
Junko sat down on Ryoma's bed, near his legs and was also smiling a motherly smile as she recalled her cherished memories. "I remember the first time I got to hold Kei-chan. He was so small and fragile that I was afraid to drop or injure him. He was a loud one too, always crying when I left the room or didn't give him all may attention. He's so grown up now… Time sure flies by fast."
"Oh my, I bet you had a lot of hard time because of him." Rinko laughed, "My Ryoma was a sleeper, always so calm and quiet. He was the perfect dream child at first, when he was about a year old he started to ask for my attention even more, not to mention Nanjirou. That man spoiled him rotten, even with all the complaining about Ryoma not being a girl."
Ryoma furrowed his eyebrows and wanted to pout, but didn't: "Mom, stop it. It's embarrassing."
Rinko shook her head and chuckled to herself. Junko laughed a bit and glared at the door when her sharp hearing caught on the silent fight of words between the two grandfathers.
"Children, they are two overgrown children."
Rinko gave Akira back to Ryoma and huffed: "The nurses will be mad again. Dear God, are they five or something?" she sighed and turned to Ryoma, "I think we'll go now honey, your father is making too much of a fuss."
"Hmm.. Come visit again?" Ryoma asked, receiving a hug from his mother.
She smiled, "If your father promises to behave."
She opened the door and faced Nanjirou and Yuu. She walked past them, waving goodbyes to Junko, Ryoma and Yuu. Nanjirou yelled a quick 'bye bye' to everybody and ran after his wife, yelling something incomprehensible.
Keigo's parents stayed a bit longer. They talked about a lot of things concerning Keigo and Akira and Yuu complained about Nanjirou. In the end they both said their goodbyes to Ryoma and little Akira, leaving both of them alone in the white room.
Akira was sleeping now and Ryoma gently placed him in the crib, trying not to wake him. He himself was also pretty tired, even if he did sleep for a long time before.
He lied back on the soft pillows and pulled the blanked a bit higher, trying to snuggle in the warmth. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, hoping that Keigo would come back from his meeting or whatever the thing that he had to was.
Ryoma glared.
Keigo smiled back at him.
"Hell no Monkey King." A hushed whisper.
Keigo didn't lose his smile and held out the piece of clothing in front of him. "But Ryo-Ryo, it will be easier this way for you AND Akira." Keigo answered in the same whispers as Ryoma.
"Hell. No." Ryoma intensified his glare, "You wear it if you like it so much."
"But I'm not the one who has to feed Akira." Keigo watched in secret delight as those cheeks colored in a shade of pink after he had said that.
When Keigo had found out (meaning walked in the room while Ryoma was in the process of doing that) he just stood there with his mouth open from shock and watched as Ryoma turned redder by the second. After the shock had disappeared he went and kissed his short spouse on the lips and whispered a soft 'mommy' in his ear.
He wasn't allowed in Ryoma's ward for a while after that.
Right now they were sitting in their bedroom back at the Atobe mansion and Keigo was trying to force Ryoma into wearing something that mildly reminded of an apron. Only yesterday Hayashi gave the 'ok' for Ryoma and Akira to head home. Of course he also lectured the young parents about the DOs and DON'Ts again and checked Akira's health for the last time before he headed to his home for the first time.
Ryoma stood up, fists clenched at both sides of his hips and whispered in a deadly tone: "I will not wear that and if you will try to talk me into doing that one more time I will use your purple shirts as Akira's diapers."
The apron-like thing slid out of Keigo's hands and dropped on the floor. Keigo himself had lost his smile and was now trembling a bit. After a moment of silence between them Keigo also stood up and screeched, his voice a few octaves higher than usually: "Don't you dare! Those shirts were-"
He was cut off by the wails that came from the small bundle of blankets that was in the light yellow crib, not too far from the big king-sized bed covered in white sheets. Ryoma quickly strode from the loveseat he had been sitting on not too long ago to the crying baby and picked him up. He gently rocked the little boy in his arms and sang one of the lullabies his mother had taught him when she visited him at the hospital.
He shot Keigo a small glare, but the purple-haired man just laughed to himself, forgotten about the shirt threat.
Really… The man that I married has turned into a worried mother. And he still denies it, Hah!
Ryoma placed the again sleeping baby in his crib and went back to the loveseat where Keigo was sitting and watching as he came closer. Ryoma stopped and stared down at his husband. He opened his mouth to say something but Keigo grabbed his hand and pulled him down in his lap.
The older of the two chuckled and whispered in Ryoma's ear: "And now try to deny the fact that you have turned into an Oishi double."
Ryoma pouted and placed his forehead on Keigo's and looked into the dark blue eyes. He didn't try to think up and answer to Keigo's statement because they both knew that it was true and Ryoma couldn't think of a good comeback anyway. He just shrugged his shoulders and wrapped his hands around Keigo's neck.
Ryoma was the one who closed the distance between their faces and kissed his spouse. The kiss soon turned from a shallow one to a deep and sensual one with tongue battling tongue and soft moans vibrating in their mouths. Keigo's hands sneaked under Ryoma's shirt, but the younger male stopped them. Keigo made a growl of annoyance and pulled away from the fiery kiss.
Ryoma was a bit flushed and panted a bit.
"We can't Keigo."
"Why? It's not like anyone will bother us now that your brother and the other one are gone." Keigo ran his finger through Ryoma's hair, marveling the silky feel and pulled him closer.
Ryoma tired to resist, he really did, but the strong hands didn't let him go.
"A… Akira will… ngh… wake up." He managed to say.
"Not a problem." Keigo smirked against Ryoma's neck, "We can move."
"But-"
Knock, knock.
They both, meaning Keigo, stopped their actions and listened to the butler speaking from the other side of the wooden door. "Excuse me Ryoma-sama, but there is a guest waiting for you in one of the guestrooms."
Ryoma got out of Keigo's lap and went to open the door. He came face to face with the elderly man, who had a bold head and gray mustache and was wearing glasses, but his eyes were closed.
"Who is it?"
The butler cleared his throat: "He called himself Fuji Syuusuke-san. Now, if you will excuse me…"
"Eh… what does Fuji want from you?"
Ryoma sighed and turned around to face his husband: "He's probably here to talk to me; he called and mentioned something like that yesterday evening." He threw a glance at the crib next, "Stay here and watch Akira will you."
Keigo sighed and kissed Ryoma's forehead: "Hai, hai… My princess."
Ryoma kicked him before leaving to meet Fuji.
Fuji was happily sipping his tea and waited for the golden-eyed male to show up. He did call yesterday evening and warn him, so there shouldn't be any surprises after hearing that he has come.
But it might be possible that the younger male forgot about his call.
But when he started to pounder over the possibilities he heard footsteps rapidly getting closer to him and soon Ryoma appeared in the doorframe.
"Sorry you had to wait." He breathed out and took a seat in front of Fuji, trying to catch his breath.
"Oh don't worry umm.. Ryoma-kun, I didn't wait that long." He could see Ryoma furrowing his eyebrows a bit but the man didn't say anything. "So, did you get the pictures I sent you?"
For a moment he watched as Ryoma tried to recall something but then he started to smirk and to Fuji it looked like he also tried hard not to laugh.
"Yeah I did. Keigo also saw them." He looked at Fuji with bright golden eyes that twinkled in amusement, "Can I ask you something?"
Fuji smiled: "But of course."
"How did you manage to get Tezuka into a pink tuxedo? Not that I'm saying that it didn't go well together with your dress… But, how?"
"Ohh.. That." Fuji sipped his tea, "Let's just say that Kunimitsu didn't like the idea of Atobe and other people knowing about some aspects of his life that he would rather keep to himself."
Ryoma laughed out loud this time, managing to choke out something that sounded like: "Marilyn and baby elephants and fluffy slippers kind of things?"
"Something like that, yeah." I chuckled to myself. "Actually, today I came to congratulate you Ryoma-kun."
He looked at me with confusion written all over his face: "Huh?" and then realization dawned on him, "Ohhh.. Ahahaha.. Thank you." He even blushed a bit.
"Hahahaha! It's ok, your head is probably still in a daze after all that has happened, right?" I sipped my tea again, realizing that there is nothing left of it anymore.
He sighed and a fond smiled found its place in his lips, "Too much to count. I still haven't really wrapped my head around the fact that Akira is here. Not that Keigo is helping me." The last sentence was mumbled under his nose, but Fuji still heard it loud and clear.
"So you named him Akira? It kind of fits considering that he is your child." Fuji sighed, "Now if only I could talk Kunimitsu into adopting… That man can be childish about the simplest things."
"Haaa…"
Fuji was about to say something else but his phone beeped. After taking it out from his pocket and reading the message he quickly excused himself and went out of the room to make a call. When he came back he apologized to Ryoma and left because of some urgent thing considering his photos.
"Well then, I'll see you around Ryoma-kun."
"Ahh… "
Ryoma was about to turn around and walk back in the house when Fuji suddenly yelled over his shoulder: "I forgot to mention, but some of the old regulars have come back to Japan. They might want to do a get-together thing."
Ryoma stopped halfway and looked back at Fuji's retreating back. He groaned and furrowed his eyebrows again; this was something he didn't want to go through. The old regulars probably didn't know that he and Tezuka broke up and that now he's married to Keigo AND has a child.
"Oh great…"
A/N: Tadaaaan! A long chapter this time! I hope you like it though and it wasn't too rushed.. If it was, feel free to tell me and I will try better for the next one. :)
School starts next week (My summer break was three months long. :3), so I might not update as fast as I used to (not that I can call that fast -_-), but I shall try!
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