Majestic Weirdo: To papapapuffy, who reviewed this story like eveyone else seing this page should: Yes, Ami did need to ask about the intercourse thing in the last chapter. I did not make it that clear, but durring the procedure, there would probably be some sort of remarkable combination of the ovum from Haruka and Michiru, which will later be placed into Michiru's body. That is another processI am not going into detail with. I am so trying to keep this PG. Anyway, if that ova from Haruka had been already fertalized by a man (during intercourse), and then it was placed into Michiru by some mistake, that would be VERY VERY BAD. Anyway, I think doctors ask that during normalcheck-ups at some hosptitals. Thank you for reading, and please review, especially if you want your questions addressed like this.
Ayan Malik, a Somali inhabitant of thirty-eight years, passed away after being diagnosed with a mutated form of the Zaire ebolavirus (ZEBOV-s2). Without treatment, the patient continued to show no symptoms of the virus for 3 years, although according to the discoverer, Mizuno Ami, the patient had been infected since birth. The non-contagious, non-hereditary disease, has taken a toll on five Mid-eastern African lives. At an average of thirty-four years of dormancy, each patient passed away in exactly ten days after an onset of weakness, fever, and hemorrhaging—
Michiru closed the newspaper as she heard padded footsteps approaching. Haruka peeked her head into the room
"Lunch is ready."
Michiru nodded and placed the paper on the coffee table. She took a deep breath and then solemnly followed Haruka into the dining room. Haruka pulled Michiru's seat from the table and offered it to her. She scooped rice into two bowls and ladled a hearty portion of thick curry onto their plates. Haruka placed the dishes on the table and then sat down across from Michiru. She watched as Michiru spoke an inaudible prayer and began to take small bites without ever looking her in the face.
After only a few moments of the awkward silence, Haruka could not take it anymore. Before Michiru could take another bite, Haruka slid her hand over her wife's. With her other hand, she gently tilted Michiru's chin so that her blue eyes were forced upon hers.
"What is it?"
"What are you talking about?" There was a pang of fright in Michiru's voice.
"Are you feeling well?"
"Haruka, I'm fine. Just a bit nervous."
Haruka stood up from the table to walk across to Michiru. The woman could not help but to feel slightly relaxed as she felt warm arms wrap around her body.
"We are going to have a beautiful baby, Michiru. There is nothing to worry about." Haruka sighed and then though about what she had just said. "I suppose I have no right to say that. I can't imagine what I would do if I was the one in your place, but I know everything is going to be alright."
Michiru looked up at the warm face of comfort. She vaulted herself at Haruka's body and allowed herself an episode of crying such that she had never experienced. Haruka was not something that she was ready to give up.
Michiru was caught in anther moment of silence as Ami asked the doctors from the room. Ami waited until the last was out of the room. Michiru could see Ami's eyes water slightly as she clasped her hands in her own.
"You know about it, don't you?"
"Yes. I know."
"Have you told her?"
"I can't just now."
"And the baby?"
"There is time, isn't there? I know I would not be allowed to do this if there was a risk."
"A child should never have to grow up without one of their parents."
"Ami, promise me that you will not tell her," Michiru pleaded.
The woman nodded. "I promise that I'll find a way to stop it."
"Ami, I'm ready."
Ami rolled the handle on the bed until Michiru lay parallel to the floor and placed her legs in the stirrups. She softly pinched the flesh of Michiru's arm.
"Are you beginning to feel numb?"
"Yes. I can't feel anything."
"Is there anything you need before I send them back in."
"No, I'll be fine."
Haruka found herself in a waiting room again. This time she found her mind on the baby. She was hoping for a girl. Preferably just like Michiru. If it was a boy, she had ideas of modeling him after herself, but a girl is what she really wanted. A child that she could share things with and understand. Like a little blessing from Michiru. That was when Haruka decided that heir child would be called "Megumi."