Author Commentary: Wow, haven't done this pair in a while, and it's probably one of my favourites. Anyway, have some fun with the Kirkland/Bonnefoy family.

Pair: France x England

Rating: T

Warning: Yaoi, Mpreg, Human names

Disclaimer: Idea's are mine, rest isn't.

Francis was only a little cross that Arthur had all but thrown him aside during a heated session in favour of the bathroom. Only a little because if he hadn't, Francis would most likely be covered in vomit by now.

"I told you that you should have taken it easy on dinner, and now look." Francis said, leaning against the doorframe, "Goodness, are you trying to turn you're stomach inside out?"

"Shut up and help me." Arthur grumbled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Francis sighed and walked to his lovers side, just as Arthur began emptying his stomach again. He rubbed the Brit's back and said soothing words in his mother tongue while Arthur finished puking. Arthur sat back and wiped his mouth again. Francis gave him a glass of water to take away the sting of the stomach acid in his throat. Francis sat next to him when a thought occurred to him.

"Are you pregnant again?" he asked. Arthur stiffened beside him, but didn't say anything. Francis sighed, "How long?"

"Almost three months, I've known for three weeks." Arthur said, sipping his water.

"And you were planning on telling me when?" Francis asked.

"On Christmas. I was going to put an ultrasound picture as a present to you." Arthur admitted, "Guess I should have hidden it better."

Francis chuckled, leaning over to place a hand on Arthur's belly and kiss him on the cheek, "Non, you did fine, but you must remember that we've known each other for so long and that I've known you when you were pregnant."

Arthur elbowed him, "That's because it was your fault, both times."

Francis laughed, "And now a third time, oui? Or at least, I should hope it's my fault."

Arthur pushed him over, slightly disappointed when the Frenchman's head managed to miss the side of the tub, "Of course it's yours! Who's else would it be?"

Francis laughed and pushed himself up, "One can never tell with you. You English are very crafty."

Arthur rolled his eyes and stood up, not caring that he was naked and Francis could see him, "Are you coming back to bed, or is it going to be just us three?" he said, patting his stomach.

Francis stood up and wrapped his arms around the tsundere Brit, "Of course I will be joining you . . . three?"

Arthur smiled and walked to the bed, wiggling his pert butt (that he had managed to keep nicely shaped even after all these years). He sat down on the bed and smirked at Francis, looking like a mischievous fairy that just ricked the town fool. Francis let the words sink in for a moment, then pounced on Arthur, kissing him passionately.

"Twins." Francis said breathlessly when they parted, "Are you sure?"

Arthur smirked, "Yup. I even have the pictures to prove it." he said.

Arthur sat up and pulled his pillow over toward himself, taking a small envelope out of the case. He pulled some photos out of the envelope and handed them to Francis. Francis eagerly flipped through them, clearly seeing two distinct forms in the pictures. He pulled Arthur close to him and kissed him solidly on the mouth.

"I can't wait." Francis said, nuzzling Arthur's hair, even though it tickled his nose.

Arthur rolled his eyes, "I certainly could. What with Jeanne just turning sixteen and Benjamin already getting into trouble."

Francis laughed, "Ah but mon cher, you and I both know about you're love of children."

Arthur huffed, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Francis rolled his eyes and kissed Arthur again. He pressed him back down onto the bed, tossing the photos onto the bedside table. Arthur pushed him away.

"Yuck, don't kiss me now, I just finished throwing up half digested food into the loo." he said.

Francis chuckled, but laid down next to Arthur and cuddled him none the less. They stayed that way until morning, when the other two occupants of the house were already up.

"Do you think Papa found out?" Benjamin asked his older sister.

Jeanne flipped a lock of curly hair out of her face, "Don't know, but the way that the moans stopped last night mean something's up."

Author Commentary: Eehee, I love the ending.