A/N: This turned into this kind of really long, epic thing because… well, we couldn't stop ourselves. Scarlet wrote the first one, and then Katie thought of a sequel, and… it spiraled from there.
Haha. Off the Spiral. (Not that this is an Off the Spiral. Because that would not make sense. Also, for those of you who don't know what an Off the Spiral is, go read The Notebook by us. Because it's awesome.)
Also, we need to have a fic about people torturing Atobe. We love writing him spazzing for some reason.
Disclaimer: We own the Ponta candies… or as far as we know we do… I wish I owned the OT5…
Drabble the twenty-first: Sanada/Tezuka/Atobe/Fuji/Ryoma
Part One
Tezuka and Ryoma laid on the loveseat in their bedroom. They were swathed in blankets and looked too cute for Fuji not to take pictures of. The two pregnant men were refusing to sleep in the same bed as the other three, and had taken up residence on the loveseat.
" Fuji, if you take one more picture, I will give your darkroom a skylight, AND drown your cacti." Tezuka grumbled.
The ex-captain had learned very quickly after he found out he was pregnant to hate Fuji's camera.
"Unless you have Ponta. Go away." Ryoma pulled the covers over his head and snuggled closer to Tezuka, his much larger baby bump pressing against Tezuka's smaller one.
"Of course I do, Ryoma." Fuji held out a can as the gold eyes popped open and looked at the tensai with adoration.
"Thank you, Fuji-sempai."
Fuji sat on the floor in front of the couch and handed the smaller boy a can of Ponta. "I don't understand why you're so mad at us, Ryoma. Pregnancy is a wonderful thing. It suits you well."
"Okay, well then next time you can do it!" He sipped the juice.
"With pleasure, but I'll be like Tezuka and make sure I know who the daddy is." Fuji smiled devilishly.
"Shut up, it's you, the monkey king or Sanada."
"Not Mitsu?" Fuji cocked his head.
Ryoma shook his head. "Buchou and I don't usually do…stuff…" Ryoma tucked his head under Tezuka's chin.
"Why?" Fuji gave a slight smile. They never would break him of calling Tezuka "Buchou."
"Because I feel like I'm perving on a little kid." Tezuka ran his hand through his hair. Ryoma pouted.
"Are you calling Ore-sama and Genichirou pedophiles?" Atobe stood in the doorway with Sanada. They were in their tango costumes, an indication that they'd just gotten back from their dance instructions. They had a competition next week.
"No." Tezuka glared.
Sanada cautiously walked around the loveseat and to his dresser. "I bought you something while I was in Kyushu for that tournament."
Tezuka immediately perked up. "You didn't!"
Sanada pulled a bag from a confectionary shop from his bottom drawer.
"I believe you had a thing for their mochi?"
Tezuka nodded and accepted the package from the seme.
"There's something in there for Echizen too."
Ryoma paused with his Ponta at his lips, now interested.
"Why would someone make Ponta flavored candy?" Tezuka pulled a smaller bag from the shop's bag and placed it on Ryoma's tummy.
"Genichirou, that's not fair! You can't bribe them into being nice to you!"
"It's not bribing. I'm just making sure that while Tezuka carries my child he is happy." Had Sanada been the type he would have grinned widely.
"Get out unless you have offerings too, Monkey King." Ryoma grinned in Sanada's stead.
"What? Ore-sama does not have to bring you offerings! You live in Ore-sama's house!"
Part Two
Ryoma's four lovers crowded around his hospital bed. The new baby was sleeping soundly in his arms, a blue cap atop his head.
"So?" Atobe asked quietly. "Do you have any idea who the father is?"
"I know who the father is," Ryoma muttered and pulled the cap off. The baby had a full head of purplish-gray hair. Everyone looked at Atobe.
"He's… mine?" Atobe looked positively giddy. "Give him here, I want to hold him!"
"Be quiet! If you wake him up, I'll kill you."
Tezuka looked up from the baby just in time to see Fuji slip out the door. He glanced at the other three to see if they'd noticed. They hadn't. As inconspicuously as he could with his large baby bump, he waddled into the hall outside and into the waiting room.
He sat down beside the tensai. "Syusuke?"
Fuji smiled his usual fake smile. "Hello, Mitsu."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, really. I'm just… being selfish as usual."
Tezuka frowned. "It's not nothing. Tell me."
"I just…" Fuji sighed. "I'm the only one without a baby. You and Sanada will have one of your own in a couple months… I know I should be happy for them, but I hoped so badly the baby was mine."
Tezuka wrapped an arm around the tensai's waist and pulled him close. "You're going to be just as much a part of these children's lives as the rest of us, Syusuke."
"But they're not mine."
"Fuji-san?" A nurse had walked into the waiting room. "I have the results of the tests we ran earlier."
"Tests?" Tezuka looked curiously at Fuji.
"I… got a bit woozy earlier, just after Ryoma had the baby. Atobe insisted I talk to a doctor, even though he knew I hadn't eaten anything all day--"
"A habit you'll have to break," the nurse said, smiling, "if you want to have a healthy baby."
Fuji blinked. "W-what?"
"You're pregnant, Fuji-san. Congratulations."
The tensai stared at her in disbelief. "I--thank you." He stared after her for a moment, apparently in shock, then turned his head to Tezuka. His face slowly broke into a huge, ecstatic grin. "I'm pregnant," he said disbelievingly.
"I heard." Tezuka smiled and kissed Fuji's forehead.
Part Three
"Father, we need to talk."
Sanada looked up to see their three boys in the doorway of his office.
"Come in."
Keiji, the oldest of the three entered ahead of the two slightly younger boys. He walked in the same confident way that his dad, Atobe Keigo, did. Sanada could only hope he had some of Ryoma's less flamboyant temperament somewhere in him. One Keigo on this earth was enough, thank you very much.
Kunichirou, the second by just a few months, stood just slightly behind his brother. Sanada thought his son looked particularly uncomfortable. They must have been meddling, Sanada thought. He had inherited that from himself and Tezuka easily enough.
Aito, younger that Kunichirou by just over half a year, had a slight bounce in his step. That was it. There was meddling going on. He couldn't say he liked the particular trait he had managed to get from Fuji , and it became downright nasty when combined with Atobe's determination. The five year old walked around the desk and clambered into his father's lap.
"Papa and Dad and Mommy and Daddy were talking about you," he sing-songed.
"Aito, I wanted to tell him!" Keiji stamped a foot.
Aito shook his head. "You got to tell last time."
"Nuh-uh!"
"Yes, you did, Keiji," Kunichirou cut in.
"I take it there's more than they were just talking about me?" Sanada questioned.
"Mhm." Aito nodded.
"You know how Dad just had Chiharu?" Keiji asked, arms crossed.
"Yes…"
"Well all of them have had kids except you," Keiji said.
"That's not true, Kunichirou is my son." Sanada winced internally. They tried not to refer to their children as the offspring of a couple within their relationship, but as the children of all five of them.
"Keiji means that you've never been the one with the baby in you," Kunichirou explained.
"Well…No, I haven't…" He frowned.
"Papa and Dad and Mommy and Daddy say they wanted to in-pragate you." Aito smiled up as his father.
He blinked.
"They said not to tell you, but—"
"Genichirou, oh, boys." Fuji walked into the study with their newborn sister, Chiharu, in his arms. "I hope you're not causing your father any trouble," he said teasingly.
"We're not." Fuji could tell from Keiji's voice and the way Kunichirou was looking at his older brother that, in fact, they were causing trouble.
"Mommy, where's Papa and Dad and Daddy?"
"Well, Dad is napping because he is still very tired from having Chiharu, Papa had to go to work this morning, and Daddy just took Karupin to the vet's."
"Oh." Aito smiled, having momentarily distracted their mommy.
"Why don't you boys pick out a movie and I'll put Chiharu in her crib and me and Father will be down in a minute?" Fuji saw the boys look reluctant and added, "And we can make sundaes."
"Okay!" All three boys chorused and quickly left.
"You heard?"
"No, but I know."
Sanada frowned more, making Fuji poke his forehead.
"Don't give me that look, you know I know everything that goes on in this house, regardless of whether or not I am there."
Sanada sighed. It was completely true.
"Would you mind being the pregnant one so much?" The tensai ran a finger over the dusty purple fuzzy hair on Chiharu's head, making her brown eyes open. "Oh, hello, little one, I'm sorry I woke you up. I hope you aren't too upset that I'm not your Papa or your Dad, but I love you just as much," Fuji whispered to the baby girl.
"Syusuke, there's something I've been meaning to tell all of you…" Sanada straightened a few papers on his desk. "I'm already pregnant…"
"When!" Fuji looked up with a pout.
"A few weeks ago, Kunimitsu—"
"That's why he seemed so amused! Bastard! He knew!"
"I've only told you!"
"But he knew!" Fuji hmfed and then sighed. "The boys are waiting for us."
"We can't have that, now." Sanada walked around his desk and guided the tensai out of his study towards their children.
Part Four
Tezuka and Ryoma were at home alone at the mansion with the children tonight; Atobe and Sanada were at yet another tango competition, and Fuji was out of town on business, taking pictures for some nature magazine or another. The seven of them were all situated in the spacious living room, a fire crackling in the hearth.
Tezuka didn't want to say that he'd never paid attention to his children's behavior, but he was definitely noticing some new things about them, specifically about Keiji, Aito, and Chiharu.
Their oldest son at ten years old, Keiji spent an inordinate amount of time looking at himself in the mirror and fixing his hair. Aito was ten as well but had already managed to acquire himself a veritable harem of adoring classmates, female and male. And Chiharu, though she was only four, had taken to hoarding Monopoly money.
This, Tezuka thought, is what happens when you let an Atobe reproduce.
And they had to be Atobe traits, because his two children with Sanada were perfectly normal. Kunichirou and Ayako were both well-behaved, focused, and goal-oriented. Kunichirou had taken to tennis like a fish to water, and though Ayako was only three, she already had a wide vocabulary.
He looked at Ryoma, who was curled up at his side and sipping at a mug of hot cocoa. "Echizen," Tezuka said cautiously.
"Hm?"
"Keiji is nothing like you."
"Yeah, I know. Personally I think we should neuter Atobe. All his brats are turning out crazy, he doesn't need any more."
Tezuka rather resented that; Chiharu was his daughter, after all, and he liked to think he was a positive influence on her. He almost told Echizen this, but a moment of watching Chiharu coerce her brothers out of their pocket change convinced him to keep his mouth shut.
Part Five
"This may sound horrible… but I hope it's not Keigo's…" Fuji rested his head against Tezuka's shoulder.
"That's not so horrible to say, Syusuke," Tezuka reassured him.
"It's just…Atobe's personality traits are so dominant…and…and I wanted to be the one to corrupt our children! He did it without even trying!"
"Fuji-kun? We're ready to induce you now!" a nurse said cheerily at the door of the waiting room.
Tezuka smiled. "I'll be right in. I need to call the others. Okay, Syusuke?"
"Mhm." Fuji leaned up on his tippy toes and kissed Tezuka's cheek before following the nurse.
As soon as the phone line connected Ryoma was shouting in his ear. "Tezuka! They don't listen to me! Make Sanada come home and help me!"
"Echizen, what's going on?"
"Keiji wanted ice-cream, but I said no, so he got angry, and then so did Aito and Chiharu, and Kunichirou tried to help me, but they locked him in the bathroom and Ayako's no help, and NOW I am tied to a chair!"
"How did you—"
"Blue tooth! If you love me, you'll send help."
"Echiz—"
"Sir, Fuji-kun asked me to get you. The contractions have started."
Tezuka nodded. "Echizen, I have to go. I'll call Sanada for you later."
"Tezu—BEEP BEEP BEEP"
--
Tezuka was somewhat intrigued by how each of them had gone through…labor. When he made it to Fuji 's room, the tensai was covered in sweat and making small breathy gasps that would have been arousing at any other moment. Aito's birth had been the same. Tezuka had been the same, but he didn't remember making such sounds. He remembered biting his lip a lot though. Ryoma had made louder groans and gasps than Fuji 's, whereas Sanada had been the quietest of them all, and Atobe wanted the entire hospital to know he was in pain.
"Just a few more pushes." The doctor smiled.
--
"Well, they probably aren't Keigo's," Tezuka said later as he place the twins in Fuji 's arms. They hadn't been expecting twins, but it was a welcome surprise to find one twin had been hiding the other from them during doctor's visits and the like.
"I think they're yours." Fuji smiled gently, brushing the pad of his finger along the firstborn twin's cheek before giving the second-born the same treatment. He looked up at Tezuka, who blushed.
"What will you name them?"
"This one will be Kichi, and this one will be Michi."
"You will have fun teaching them."
"They are identical. I will."
"Syusuke... I forgot to call Sanada..." Tezuka said, catching sight of his phone.