Tachiagair Jakunen

Written by: Fira Flame

I do not own these characters; they belong to their respective owners. Keeren belongs to me and Missy and Teri belong to Missy and Teri.

This is a re-written version of the original copy of Tachiagair Jakunen, which I had written in the fall of 2002. It sucked, really bad, so here I am, re-writing it...

Enjoy!


Chapter 20

Melissa let out a cry of honest pain. The mid-wife was doing all she could to ease her pain. Tasuki had made special arrangements to have the same Mid-Wife that delivered Boushin to deliver his own child, emperor Hotohori had also insisted. They had been escorted to the bathing chamber inside the palace and Melissa put into a warm bath, just as she wanted it. Tasuki was still unsure of how this would work, he was a little frightened to be honest. He wasn't sure if he wanted his child to also be unable to swim like him, or afraid of water. But if this is what Melissa wanted, and if she was sure it wouldn't backfire, then he would let her do it, for her sake.

The rest of the group was directed to the hall outside the bath chamber and benches and large fluffy pillows were set up outside. Everyone sat and waited. The walls and doors were strong and thick, so little noise could be heard through them. Occasionally a wail came through the cracks in the door, but no more. They sat, and waited.

And waited...

...still waiting...

And yet, they still waited.

Minutes turned into an hour, these hours began to gather, and soon they were heading onto the fifth hour of labor. Chichiri and Chiriko had left to converse with their emperor, Nuriko had taken Mirai Trunks to the gardens, so all whom was left was Keeren, Teri, Legolas, and GT Trunks. GT was calmly snoozing on one of the large pillows, Legolas looked asleep, but with elves one could never be sure, and Teri was content with one of her large books she had borrowed from the elven prince. Although, Keeren was not still, nor calm. Being one who easily over-reacts, she was slowly pacing as if she was the father and not Tasuki. Occasionally she would glance up at the door, tap her foot, and a worried look came over her face.

"Sit down Keeren." Teri muttered, looking over her book. "Nothing's wrong, giving birth can take forever."

Keeren let out an exasperating sigh and she put her hands on top of her hips. "Yeah, I know... But, I... I can't help but feel worried, y'know?"

Teri closed her book and set it aside her lover. "Yes, I know. When my brothers were born it took almost eight hours, and that was because she'd had me and Melissa before then. I don't remember, but I think I might have been around... like, ten?" She put her arms above her head and stretched them out along with her legs dramatically, her toes wiggled happily inside her socks. "Well, Missy's a Saiya-jin, AND this is her first child, who knows how long it may take."

Keeren frowned and tilted her head to the side. "Yeah... you're right..." She dragged herself to the pillow next to GT and plopped herself down into it. She leaned back in it and let her back crack. After a moment, she sat up and looked up at Teri.

"Hey, I'm kind of hungry, wanna go down to the kitchens and nab some food?"

The saiya-elf blinked and shrugged. "Sure, why not." She poked Legolas in the ribs, he blinked once and looked to her.

"Hungry?"

He shook his head and returned to the position he once was. Teri stood and edged around the large pillow in which GT was snoozing and headed off with Keeren towards the kitchens.

About an hour later they returned with Nuriko and Mirai, each with a handful of rice balls, a few bowls of wanton and egg drop soup, and some plain rice. Dinner was sloppy, but enjoyable. Several trips were made back to the kitchens and soon there was a growing stack of dirty dishes on one of the unused benches.

Now that the food was gone, and empty stomachs were filled, the room drifted back to it's original state, wondering about Melissa, Tasuki, and their soon to be born child. It was heading on the eighth hour and no news on any improvement. No sounds came through the door, until then.

A loud scream, not a wail, came from behind the door, mixed of both male and female. It soon died down and only soft sobs were heard. Was the child born?

A moment later, Tasuki came through the door, cradling his left hand, the mid-wife behind him pushing him out. His hand was beginning to swell and it looked oddly contorted. He looked at the group, he seemed exhausted, and he shook his head. The flame haired bandit strode over and took a seat between Keeren and Teri, whom were watching him with owl-like eyes.

"Well?" Keeren begged.

Tasuki sighed and shook his head again. "No luck... she hasn't even begun t' contract yet..." He winced and hissed in pain when he tried to move his contorted hand, as if every bone was broken.

"He-here." Teri started. "Let me numb it for you until you can get it healed." She put her two hands around it and his hand became a faint shade of white, she froze it.

"Thanks..." He rested his now 'frozen' hand on his lap poked at a bowl of half eaten rice. He placed it in his lap with his good hand and began to eat it. "Th' baby's already turned an' begun t' come out, but if she doesn't uh, open up th' midwife said either she will die or th' kid will."

"What!" Came in a unison from everyone around him, eyes wide, fearful. The bandit nodded.

"Every time she starts t' open up it closes again. I think it's cuz' of her healin' powers, cuz' we tried cutting her open to get th' kid out, but she healed too quickly fer' us... thas' why my hand got crushed."

"Shimatta..." Keeren muttered under her breath. "I thought she could control her healing abilities."

"Isn't there some way to stop them?" Nuriko asked.

"Yeah, but that requires knocking her out, and that's almost impossible when she's trying to give birth." Teri responded. "Wait, did she say once that direct antibiotics stopped her from healing?"

Keeren sat up. "Yeah, she did, didn't she...?" But she sighed, leaning back again. "But where are we going to get something like that here?"

"Don't you know instant-transmission?" Mirai questioned.

"Yeah."

"Well, go back to Terra, go into a hospital and teleport into the store room and nap some." Said Teri, pulling out her remote.

"What? That's against the law!"

"And anything else we do isn't?" The saiya-elf replied, punching in the coordinates into the remote. She held it out to Keeren. "Go, if you don't, she'll die."

Keeren gulped and nodded, taking the remote from her. She pushed the confirmation key and the blue vortex appeared down the hall. She pulled her hair into a tie, looped her tail around her belt loops and pushed a pair of sunglasses onto her nose.

"Wish me luck."

The hospital, tall and white, loomed over the short lavender haired girl as she stepped onto the side walk. The portal had transported her just a block away into an empty park, and she went as fast as she could towards the hospital without looking too suspicious. The parking lot was full and there was an old man with a respirator sitting on the bench with a young dark skinned nurse. She passed them without a glance and she entered the lobby, looking around for any idea of where the stock room could be. There was a security guard almost at every corner, this was going to be tough.


A/N: Wow, been a while, hasn't it? I randomly got inspired to write some more, I hope I don't get stuck into a rut again because it'd be night to finish this BEFORE Christmas (unlike what I tried last year XD)