Gràvida

By: Rosiel and Kira

Disclaimer: The only thing we own is our Squall kitten, don't sue!

(Thoughts)

"Spoken Words"

Author's Notes: Finally back! Sorry it took so long. I was trying to review for my finals, which is a huge pain in the ass. Hopefully while I'm off for Christmas break I can get the next few chapters done. No guarantees though. Iskander asked me a question about my major. I'm actually pulling a double major one in Theatre the other in Music with a minor in Journalism. Loads of fun! Anyways, thanks for the sweet reviews. I really appreciate them. ON TO THE FIC!


Chapter 3: Shopping Escapade

"What about this one for the baby?" Selphie asked as she held up a small yellow jumper with pink flowers adorning the little skirt.

"Selphie, dear we're not even sure if the baby is a boy or girl yet." Matron said softly as she smiled.

"Oh I know Matron, but if they have a boy this time, they can always have a girl next time." Selphie replied.

"Next time?" Squall asked as he looked at Seifer with a fearful expression.

It was hard to believe that Selphie had managed to drag Seifer along for the shopping trip. All she did was a little pouting, and when that didn't work, reminded Seifer that Squall's pregnancy was "All your damn fault". Needless to say he agreed to go, if not to just get his sister in law to shut up. Zell had offered to go with them to help try and calm Selphie down, but he had begun to feel weak, due to his previous wound. He regretted not being able to go at least for Squall's benefit.

It was funny really. Squall didn't think he would end up liking the little blond as much as he had. They got along well together and despite the fact that Zell was a high profile member of the mafia, and Squall nothing but a college student turned slave. Zell was hyper but when Squall needed someone to talk to other than Matron or Seifer, he was always willing to listen to him.

"Selphie, what makes you think you might not have a girl?" Seifer asked, arching a perfect blond eyebrow.

"Good point, well it's cute, so I'm getting it anyways. You can use it if you have a girl. If not it can wait."

"Never can talk you out of anything can I?" Seifer asked, smirking at her.

"Not at all."

They continued walking around the baby store, trying to decide what they needed, although Seifer was determined that their baby would have the best money could buy. Picking out a crib proved to be a feat in and of itself. Since the baby's sex was unknown they had settled on a beautiful white crib with cravings of children and fluffy dogs and cats playing on the sides.

Selphie and Matron had decided to go and look at bottles and diaper bags and so the men went to sit down on a bench near the cash register. Seifer slipped an arm around Squall's thin shoulders and pulled him close.

"Are you nervous?" He asked softly.

The brunette looked up at him.

"I'm terrified."

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" Seifer asked softly.

"I'm positive. Seifer we're going to have a baby, there's nothing we can do about it. This child is coming whether we're ready or not."

"I know." Seifer said softly. "I just wish I knew how to help you with this."

"You are helping me." Squall said softly, "By just being here for me. I couldn't without you."

"Yeah and you wouldn't be in this situation if we'd never met."

"Seifer, I love you. You have to stop going on these guilt trips. I'm supposed to be the angsty one remember?" Squall smiled as he reached up stroking Seifer's slightly stubbed cheek.

Seifer leaned into the touch, closing his eyes for a moment and relaxing. (At least no one else is in here. Otherwise I bet we would be getting a lot of dirty looks, not like I really give a flying fuck anyhow.) They had called the store manager ahead of time and after immediately offering her money, she willingly closed the store down so that they would be the only family there.

Finally Matron and Selphie returned with their carts loaded with things that Squall wouldn't want to not have. Squall's eyes bugged out slightly at the outrageous amount but Seifer handed over a gold card like it was nothing. Selphie was talking excitedly to Matron about how much fun it would be to have a baby in the house, while Squall hesitantly pulled on Seifer's sleeve.

"What's wrong love?" The assassin asked, turning to face him.

"I'm hungry." He said softly.

"Ah, okay. We'll stop and get something."

"What's wrong honey?" Matron asked, looking at Squall with her pretty gold brown eyes.

Squall shifted uncomfortably, biting his full lower lip. She lifted a hand and gently brushed his unruly bangs out of his eyes. She smiled that disarming, gentle smile of hers and he sighed, answering her question.

"I'm a little hungry that's all."

"Well I'm hungry myself so why don't we go somewhere nice, we can Irvine and see if Zell's feeling better. Perhaps they can join us. It will be our little way of celebrating this wonderful event." Matron said.

"Yeah, let's go out and celebrate!" Selphie said, pumping a fist in the air.

Seifer, Matron and even Squall laughed at her antics. She smiled as she threw an arm around Squall's shoulders, and yelled at Seifer and Matron that they would be in the car.

No one realized this fun, crazy day was probably one of the last ones they would have for a while.


Ending Notes: Wohoo! One more chapter down, plenty more to go. Now that I've gotten back into the swing of things. Hopefully they can get moving along quickly. Anyways, hope you liked the chapter and please drop me a review!