Chapter 29

Aya gasped as his mind was released. He looked up at Schuldig who was grinning at him.

"Welcome back to the living." He jerked away when Schuldig's fingers touched his lips.

"Why so standoffish?" Aya awkwardly climbed out of the bed. He looked down at the hospital Pjs. He was just glad it wasn't the backless robe.

"Here, put this on," Schuldig tossed a lab coat to him. And just like that Schuldig was gone.

It was fine. Aya already had the instructions in his head. It was after hours, so there weren't as many doctors around. He treated it like a mission and stayed in the shadows. He could well understand why this was something Schuldig couldn't do himself. If he got caught it wouldn't be a big thing, and the security cameras would catch him definitely. But if Schuldig were caught he would be killed.

Aya slid into one of the offices and locked the door behind himself. He sat down at the computer and proceeded to hack into the system. He'd learned from Omi over the years, and hardly anything could keep him out.

He skimmed through the files, looking for a name that looked familiar. It was hard, though, when he didn't know much about genetics.

He typed his own name into the search engine. It was his best bet at finding anything. He skipped over the part that talked about his past and his qualifications. There was no way he was going to offer that information to Schuldig. It was bad enough that the man could read his mind!

He paused when he reached a part about genetic altering. This had to be it. He sent it to the printer.

The sound of the door handle jiggling made him pause. He wasn't sure what he should do at this point. He grabbed a letter opener and slid it into the pocket of the lab coat in case he might need it.

He opened the window and dropped the sheets out onto the ground, hoping that the wind wouldn't blow them away. Once he was finished he walked to the door and opened it.

"Mr. Fujimiya, what are you doing here?" One of the doctors asked, looking spooked.

"Research, what does it look like!" Aya snapped.

"This is a restricted area. You are not permitted to be back here. I think I should take you back to your bed."

"I was hoping to get an understanding of what you did to me. I thought it might make it easier to deal with." He hoped the doctor would buy it. Really, he didn't care how it was done to him, just that he wouldn't lose the child.

The doctor reached for him. Aya hit him as hard as he could and fled into the hallway. There was no way he was going to let them confine him to a hospital bed!

He opened the nearest window, and gasped with surprise as strong arms pulled him out and set him down on the ground.

He pushed away from Schuldig. He didn't want the crazy bastard to hold him!

"Thank you for the information," Schuldig chuckled, holding up the small stack of papers.

Aya followed him to the car, climbing in. It was his only chance of escaping the hospital. He hated it, but he went along with it.

"Your child is female, and the father is Yuushi Honjou. Remember our deal, though, you have to pretend that Kudou is the father."

"I already agreed to it. What I don't get is why you want me to do that?"

"Because your pain tastes wonderful." Aya shuddered at that.

"And if you don't comply I will break the psychic link between the father and the child, so that the father won't want anything to do with her." Schuldig warned. Aya nodded.

He'd expected a threat to kill the child.

He climbed out of the car and walked to the front door. He wasn't going to thank Schuldig for the ride, not when the man was responsible for all of this to begin with.

He didn't bother trying the front door. It would be locked and there was no way he had a key on him.

He climbed the fire escape to his bedroom and climbed in the window. He wondered why Knight bothered with the rickety fire escape. It was a pain in the ass. But then he supposed being pregnant had something to do with it.

The first thing he did was strip out of the ugly hospital gown and put on some black drawstring pj pants and an oversized black t-shirt.

He brushed his hair, which was a total mess, and then looked in the mirror to make sure he didn't look like a total wreck.

"What do you mean he left!" Yohji's angry voice rang up the stairs. "He was catatonic for Chrissakes!"

Aya walked down the stairs and gave a small wave to Yohji when the man turned to look at him.

"Yeah, he's here." Yohji griped, hanging up the phone. Yohji practically ran at him and hugged him tight. Aya sank into his arms. He didn't know what to think anymore, so he was going to try to take things one at a time, but keep his guard up regardless.

"How did you wake up, Aya? I thought you were gone for sure!" Aya could feel the wetness against his shoulder. Yohji was crying.

"I…Schuldig. He needed a favour and it involved me being catatonic for a while. I just…"

"And you went along with it? How could you do something like that?" Yohji pulled away to look him in the eye. Yohji looked distraught.

"I needed to know who the father was. I needed to know…and all he wanted in return was the data on what was done to me."

"Why would he…" Yohji's eyes widened suddenly as he realized what Aya was saying. He burst out laughing.

"Oh, that's too much! I could just picture Schuldig with a little bastard brat screaming and trying to psychically persuade him to give him cookies!" Yohji was laughing so hard that Aya had to wait for him to calm down before speaking again.

"I'll bet they thought something similar of me when they found out. Perhaps they pictured a child threatening me with a sword," Aya had to admit that visual was pretty damned cute.

Yohji sobered up suddenly. "Who is the father, Aya?" Yohji's eyes were so hopeful. Aya felt awful, like he was breaking the fragile trust between them as he pointed at Yohji.

Yohji hugged him again, this time lifting him right up off the ground.

"Stomach!" Aya screamed when his belly was compressed in Yohji's arms.

"Sorry!" Yohji set him down, blushing at his own mistake. Yohji didn't let him pull away, though, he kissed him passionately.

Aya was screaming inside, crying, as he kissed back. He wished the child was Yohji's.

{Schuldig}

"You've taken cruelty to a whole other level," Crawford snorted, looking over the data.

"I can't believe that he thought I would be honest with him. So now he's holding the real father in his arms feeling like he's betraying him by lying to him! it's a beautiful flavour! I'm going to enjoy this for the next few months!" Schuldig laughed.

Author's notes: Thanks JollyBigSis for your review! :)

Poor Aya, I'm such a bitch!