A/N: Yay! This chapter will be in two parts, I've decided. After this there will be one last chapter. I'm SO happy! Thank you one and all who reviewed Chapter 5. To tell you the truth, I was very unsure of it.... But I'm glad you like it! Phew!

Thank you: Alana-Star/SugarCat, lordkagome, dendez-puppy-luv, Puchiko, MC-88, Kitsune's Grrl, goku-the-saru, blackrosebunny451, DarkSlayerAngel, Tikigirl123, Kibethan,

Tate Soyker: Baby's name? You'll see.... I don't plan on releasing it till the final chapter (not this one, the the last one). Shhh! Surprise.

mariklover12: Thank you. And yes I did mean 10 chapters. Perhaps I went over board.... Heh heh.

Stage 6

::Ninth Month::

"Yuki?"

No answer.

"Yuuuuki?"

Shuichi sat up, nudging his lover, his stomach clenching. He gritted his teeth. I don't feel so hot. The young rock star leaned over to turn on the bedside light. He could here the novelist groan. "So you are up?" He leaned back over and poked Yuki again. "Yuki, get up." Poke, poke. The blonde groaned, tossing his pillow over his head. "Go back to sleep, Shuichi." "I-I can't. I don't feel good..." Prod, prod. "Yuki... I think the baby's coming...." His lover turned. "Huh? Wha-?" His voice was still sleepy. Shuichi felt the man lean over to check the clock. "It's two in the morning." "I know. Tell that to the baby."

"What!?" The novelist sat up briskly in bed.

"As I've been saying, the baby's coming. She's coming, Yuki!"

Sleepily, the man threw back the covers and got out of bed; still dressed in his clothes he'd worn the day before. "Yuki?!" "Thought this might happen; save me the hassle of putting this crap on now." He paced back and forth. He'd never had a baby before! What the hell was he supposed to do!? "First, Yuki, you might want to call my doctor..." Shuichi suggested. "Right!" He started out of the room. "Doctor. Call the damn doctor." Yuki stopped and pivoted. "And tell him what?" The pink-haired one sighed. Was he really that oblivious to the whole process? "Give me a break, brat! I've never done this before!" "Tell, them I'm going into labor—I think—and we're on our way to the hospital..."

The man nodded and started to make the call.

Shuichi could hear his lover from far away. He smiled. Oh, how he loved Yu- He winced. "Damn! That doesn't feel good!" Shuichi lifted his eyes. "Hurry up, Yuki! The baby won't wait!" "I'm coming! Just one damn minute! I've only got two frickin' hands!" "Hurry it up, Yuki!" "I'm coming, I'm coming! Damn it!" He stared into his lover's eyes as he entered the bedroom. "Guess we'd best get you into some clothes." "My black stretch pants by the door and the lavender blouse." Yuki, unusually complied,. "You're a real slave driver, you know?"

"Oh, shut up! I'm the one who's pregnant! Get me my damn suitcase!" He was becoming very agitated by this point.

"Quiet, baka!" Yuki was helping Shuichi into his strech pants. "I'm trying to think... Damn you..."

"Well, damn you too, Yuki! This is all your fault!"

"Here we go again...."

"Just put my damn blouse on," The novelist did so. "Oh! And get my overnight suitcase."

After Shuichi was buttoned up and ready to go, Yuki helped his lover to the door, holding the suitcase in one hand and grabbing the pink-haired sprite with the other. "Yuki!" he exclaimed as they were about to go on the elevator. "What!?" "I forgot Kumogorou!" "Forget it!" "But I want it, Yuki!" He sighed heavily and hopelessly. "Fine, damn it!" He set the suitcase down and rushed back into the apartment, looking for the stupid stuffed bunny. Where the hell is it? He came back out into the hall. "I can't find it." Shuichi's eyes looked him over. "Look hard. He should be in the nursery, Yuki." The novelist snorted, rushing back into the house just to get the toy.

He found it amidst a pile of other stuffed creatures and exited the domicile with it, locking and slamming the door behind him. "Hurry, Yuki!" "I'm coming!" He growled. "I don't think the baby can hold." "Well tell her to do it anyway! I'm not gonna have this kid in this elevator." It was obvious the great Eiri Yuki was scared and nervous. This was a riot! Well, it would it have been funny had not a child been pressing down. He ran into the elevator and slapped the floor 1 button.

The lift seemed to take forever.

"Ohhhhh, why is it taking so long?" Shuichi began to sink against the wall. "I don't think..."

"HOLD IT!"

"Yuki, this isn't like going pee...."

The elevator finally reached the bottom floor, much to the relief of both Yuki and Shuichi. With a suitcase in one hand, he held Shuichi's arm, steadying the expectant mother as he made his way to Yuki's car. Damn it... Let's hope we make it in time....

All the way there Shuichi moaned and complained, holding his swollen abdomen. "Yuki?" "No! You are absolutely NOT having that baby here!" "But what if-?" He swerved, pulling ahead of another car and laying down on the gas pedal, going 100 miles per hour. "Do I look like I have the proper equipment? How do you think you were gonna have that kid!?" Shuichi moaned again. The novelist, nervous, accelerated the mileage, hitting close to a hundred and thirty this time. Woo Woo Woo Woo! "Aw, shit..." He groaned, catching police lights in his rearview mirror. "I don't need this now!"

He pulled over, making sure his and Shuichi's seat belts were fastened, looking then in the rearview mirror once more. "Now let me do the talking." Shuichi groaned, slinking low in his seat. "Sure. Whatever." A tear rolled down his cheek. "It hurts, Yuki." He started to sob; the baby was getting to him. Yuki sighed. Damn if he couldn't stand to here Shuichi cry! The novelist watched as the Tokyo police officer approached the car slowly, drawing out a pad out of his jacket pocket. He listened to his young lover's rapid breathing. "Deep breaths, baka..." The tone nor the name was neither insulting; in fact it was quite endearing and loving...

The officer approached, leaning into the open window. A flashlight came from the opposite side. He obviously had a partner. "What's your rush, sir?" His voice was steely. Yet, before Yuki could reply. "I found the cause..." The other voice said with a smile. "There's bread baking in this oven over here, Aomori." "Huh?" The man lifted his own flashlight, peering into the passenger's seat. Shuichi sunk low breathing fastidiously once more. "Shu-chan..." Yuki publicly reached out to touch his young lover's hand. "Are you all right?" "No.. You bastard." "Well, well...." The officer chuckled. "Isn't she a frisky one?"

"You'd be too if-!"

"Shu-chan!" He wanted to avoid confrontation if all possible.

"Can we give you an escort, sir?"

"Yeah, that'd be fine."

"YUKI!"

"And step on it!"

"Right away, sir!"

The officers rushed back to their car and switch on the sirens! "YUUUUKIIIII!" Shuichi wailed in pain, clutching his stomach. "IT HURTS!" "So what do you want me do to about it!?" "MAKE IT GO AWAY!" "Like how?" "Undo what you have done to me!" He snorted. "A little late for that, isn't it?" The pink-haired sprite whimpered pitifully once more.

"IT HURTS!" Shuichi hollered once more as they wheeled him into the hospital ER. "Yes?" the nurse said, looking down at the pained face in the wheel chair. "Shuichi Shindou." Yuki's voice was firm. "Ah, yes..." She flipped through her charts. "Shindou-san. Come right this way. You as well, Yuki-san." The blonde nodded and wheeled his lover behind the nurse, listening to the painful gasps the boy was making. He winced and set his lips together. The nurse took over, seeing Yuki faltering. "Will you be all right?" "I'll be fine!" Was the stoic novelist's reply. "What about you, Shu-chan?" Shu-chan shot him a nasty look. "I'll get you later..." He pulled back, eyes wide.
Yuki sat down across from him, staring at Shuichi and the bunny stared back at him. "Do you-?" "The pain's subsiding for the moment, Yuki... I'm..." "Don't say it! Don't you dare say it! You have nothing to apologize for. You were in pain, Shuichi." A nurse, a brunette, bustled into the room to check the boy's vitals. "Well, I see we're looking well." "What's next, nurse?" Shuichi asked. "Only one thing left. Just wait." She left. "Wait..." The sprite sighed. "But... I can't have it...like women do. Wouldn't that take less?" "Guess not." He sighed again, laying back on his propped up pillow. "Yuki..." "Hmmm." "I'd like some ice-chips..... Could you get those for me? My throats so dry."

"Sure... Whatever you want, Shu."

Eiri Yuki got up, pushing himself up from his knees and ventured out into the hospital hallway. His eyes ticked from side to side. He hoped to catch that nurse.

The novelist reached the station and waited for her to acknowledge him. She picked her head up. "Yes, sir? What can I do for you?" "Shuichi Shindou, in room 250, would like some ice chips..." "Right away, sir." She complied with a brilliant smile. Yuki waited silently for the nurse to return with the cup full of ice-chips, watching the people pass in the hall. His eyelids drifted down over his amber eyes. Kami-sama....Please let him pull through this...Let that baby be beautiful and healthy; I don't care who the hell she looks like... "Yuki-san, Yuki-san..." Something nudged his arm. "Huh?" He was shaken out of his silent pleading to the gods.

"Yuki-san." Something was placed in his hand. "You needn't have stayed here. I would have gladly brought it up to the room."

He shook himself away. "No. That's all right. Shuichi would prefer I do it for him."

He wrapped his hand form firmly around the Styrofoam cup filled with ice-chips and said thanks the nurse, turning to leave. "Your welcome, Yuki-san..."

Shuichi lifted his half-lidded eyes and watch his lover enter the room and close it quietly behind him. "Got the ice-chips you wanted." He set them next to the bed. "Arigatou. You're being very nice, Yuki..." The man's eyes narrowed. "And that's bad?" "No, its jus that-" His statement was cut off by demanding lips being pressed to his, a tongue smoothing along the seams his willing mouth. He started to groan, grabbing a hold of the older man's black shirt. "Yu-AH!" His lover pulled away. "What?" Another sharp pain hit Shu-chan. "Shuichi?" "Yuki...Nurse." The novelist understood. He hit the help button above the sprite's bed.

In a matter a moments, the nurse from the station came in. "Yes, Shindou-san."

"He's feeling sharp pains."

The nurse frowned. "It's a little bit too early." She sat down. "I'll check the contractions...."

Yuki leaned against the wall, watching as the nurse named Mariko timed his lover's contractions. He took a deep ragged breath. This was really starting to worry him.

"Well?"

"Shhh!"

He stayed quiet, tapping his foot restlessly, watching Shuichi over the woman's head. You okay? He mouthed. The boy shook his head. He was sweating profusely; from here Yuki could see that. The nurse rolled away and turned to face the man, "Almost. But not quite. He still has a while to go...." She got up. "Do page me again inc ase you sense any change." She then left.

Yuki walked over and sat on the edge of the foot of the bed. He started to massage his young lover's ankles. "It's a little late for that don't you think?" Shuichi asked, the pain passed. The blonde made a face. "And what EXACTLY do you want me to do about it?" "Absolutely nothing!" He turned his head. "Like always..."

The older man threaded his hand through his blonde hair, sighing heavily and hanging his head between his knees.

This is going to be a long night.

Next Chapter: Stage 6: The Birthing Part II

A/N: ::smiles:: Yeah, I thought this was all gonna be one chapter too. But I decided it would take too long and off-throw the balance so I made it two parts. Hope you like it so far! You know what do to! Review onegai!