- Chapter 9 -

- The Accident -

(A/N: Short chapter, but important chapter.)

When Enjeru and Hatori had told everyone about Enjeru's pregnancy, about two days after their meeting with Akitou, the entire Sohma estate was buzzing with surprise and joy. It seemed that no one could really be happier than every Sohma was, and soon every person who had overheard the arguments between Enjeru and Akitou, understood why Akitou was so angry, and Hatori had gotten hurt. Hatori's home had an addition put on, a bedroom for their confirmed son. Hatori was very good at taking care of Enjeru, especially when it came to the final months of her pregnancy. She once in a while spent the night with Ayame, for old times sake, and she'd visit Shigure's home now and then.

Shigure and Enjeru had made up, the dog wasn't such a bastard, especially once Hatori talked to him. He was actually very happy that Enjeru was going to bear Hatori's son. Tohru was especially happy to hear the good news. Hatsuharu took time to go and visit Enjeru and sometimes even helped her out, which seemed odd to nearly everyone. Yuki took time out of every week to go to the main house to visit Enjeru too. Though Enjeru could tell how jealous Akitou was. Enjeru was gaining more attention than ever by being pregnant. And everyone noticed how Akitou locked himself in his room.

Enjeru was nearly nine months into her pregnancy, and Hatori had decided that he'd try to do something special for her. He had gotten Ayame to keep her over at his house for a bit. And while over there, Ayame had decided that it would be best to dress her up in something he had created on the spot. Mine didn't mind, she loved dressing up Enjeru, and the pregnant woman just allowed it to happen. Ayame had dressed her up in a violet dress with elaborate embroidery that resembled butterflies along the bottoms of the long skirts, and the bow in the back of the dress resembled a butterfly as well.

Mine did Enjeru's hair, bringing a good portion of her bangs back, and curling it as well. When Hatori walked into Ayame's home, in his normal black suit, his eyes danced with amazement. As she looked up at him, a light blush came to her cheeks. She smiled at him, and he returned the gesture. Mine had done a little bit of makeup on the pregnant girl, and Ayame made a comment to Hatori that if any guy looked at her, they'd want her, and that he'd better marry her quick. Hatori nearly hit Ayame over the head for the comment, but calmed when he heard Enjeru laugh. He gave her a hopeless smile before kneeling before her and kissing her lips gently in their normal hello.

He took her outside, and they rode away to Hatori's home. Hatori helped her by carrying her into his home, despite the extra weight she held now, he still could pick her up, just with a little more effort than before. He told her to close her eyes and she complied. He placed her down on a pillow before a table. When Hatori told her that it was alright to open her eyes again, she saw the table before her, set up with nice china, lit candles, and champagne in his glass, sparkling water in hers. She teared up and looked at him before throwing her arms around his neck.

"You even remembered that I don't drink anything with alcohol in it," she said to him with an amused smile.

Hatori wiped her tears away with a thumb, "of course I remembered. I'm not just your boyfriend... I'm your doctor too."

Enjeru burst out in a small bit of laughter, she had nearly forgotten that Hatori was her doctor as well. Since living with Ayame and or Hatori, she had about an average of one attack every two months, and she hadn't had one attack since she had become pregnant. Hatori let out a chuckle then told her that he'd be right back. He came back with food for the both of them, though due to Hatori being a doctor, he had brought out salad. Enjeru let out a quiet bit of laughter, instantly understanding the irony of the moment.

"Hey... Hari-chan... How about, we skip dinner, and go straight to dessert?" Enjeru asked with a playful smile.

Hatori let out a chuckle and told her that if she ate her salad, they'd skip the main meal. Enjeru giggled lightly, telling him that he'd be a wonderful father. He gave her a smile as he started to eat. They ate in near silence, watching each other over the flames of the candles between them. Hatori took her bowl of salad away when she was done eating and came back with two bowls of chocolate ice cream, both topped with whipped cream and a cherry. He sat next to her, instead of across the table and he set her bowl in front of her. He only looked away for a moment, when he looked back at her, she held the cherry from her ice cream in front of him. He gave a small chuckle and ate the cherry as he took her left hand in his and slipped something onto her ring finger.

Hatori leaned over and whispered into her ear, "will you marry me?"

Enjeru gasped, but didn't take much time to answer, "of course, of course I will."

It was at that moment, that the baby in Enjeru's womb had decided that he wanted out, and her contractions started. She let out a whine and squeezed Hatori's hand tightly. Hatori asked her what was wrong, and she gasped out that she was going into labor. Hatori quickly got up, blew out the candles and grabbed a small bag that Enjeru had packed a while ago, just for this moment. She had another contraction as he came into the room. Hatori picked her up and put her into his car's passenger's seat, mindful that his medical bag was in the back seat. Once he got into the driver's side and closed his door, he drove off to the hospital.

Akitou watched them drive off in a hurry with a disgusted look on his face. He couldn't stop that baby being born, but he may be able to stop one thing... His little Angel wasn't going to be happy for very long.

Hours later, Hatori entered Enjeru's hospital room, Enjeru smiled up at him, a small baby in her arms with a splash of dark hair on his head. Hatori smiled at her and sat on the bed next to her, smiling down at both the mother and their son. Enjeru sat there, tired looking, wearing the hospital shirt the doctors gave her. The baby slept in her arms, and Enjeru looked as if she wanted to follow suit. Hatori reached out to her and she carefully handed him their son, in which Hatori held just as gently as his fiancée did. Enjeru rested back against the pillows of the hospital bed, watching Hatori and her son.

"What're we going to name him?" Enjeru asked tiredly.

"All this time, and we haven't given him a name," Hatori said gently with slight amusement.

Enjeru smiled a bit, "how about Hiroshi?"

Hatori looked from the baby to his fiancée, "Hiroshi?"

"Yeah... It means generous. I think he'll be a very sweet boy, wanting to help everyone and would do nearly anything for his family and friends."

Hatori didn't say anything but the look in his eyes asked how she predicted this.

"He may be only a few hours old, Hari-chan, but he's a very intelligent baby."

Hatori looked at her, confused.

"He has the ability, Hari-chan, to speak to people mentally... telepathy. I know telekinesis, though I don't like to use it... You can erase memories, though hate to use it. Our son, knows telepathy. All you have to do is open your mind a bit."

Hatori seemed a bit confused and shocked, but did as Enjeru had told him. Soon he was overwhelmed with the slightly childish yet mature thoughts of his son. He watched Enjeru however, who reached up to the boy now named Hiroshi and stroked his hand with a finger. The small baby grasped his mother's finger, but kept sleeping. Enjeru's eyes became heavy, and her hand slipped from Hiroshi's hand, falling to the bed. Hatori leaned down and whispered to her to sleep. She let out a small whine of protest but fell into sleep anyway.

Surprisingly to Hatori and Enjeru, Ayame nor any of the other Sohma's visited the hospital except Yuki, Tohru and Momiji. They had left the day before Enjeru was allowed to leave with Hiroshi though. Enjeru had proved to be a very good mother, taking care of her baby very well. And Hatori had proved to be a very supporting father as well. He helped Enjeru in any and all ways he could, especially while they were in the hospital room.

Currently it was about eight o'clock at night, Hatori was helping Enjeru into the car, which she insisted that she sit in the back seat, where she could hold Hiroshi without endangering him. Hatori complied to it, though really wanted them up in the passenger's seat next to him. Though he shrugged it off a little. He never thought anything bad would happen. Enjeru was laughing with him at something she had said, the light still red, Hiroshi in her arms. Squealing tires filled the air, Hatori and Enjeru's heads snapped up just as a swerving car was too close and going too fast to stop.

Enjeru screamed. Hiroshi began to cry. Hatori pulled his arms over his face. Bending metal and breaking glass filled the air. Enjeru covered Hiroshi as best as she could, pulling her legs up to block the glass. Sickening screeches of crushing and bending metal. Horrifying crashes of glass. Faintly Hatori could be hear yelling out in pain. Then there was sudden silence, only the crying of Hiroshi could be heard and Enjeru's ragged, slightly wheezing, breaths. Enjeru opened her eyes. The front of the car was completely smashed, and she could see from where she was sitting that the driver of the other car was either unconscious, or dead. Though, she couldn't see Hatori. She called his name, not getting a response. She shifted slightly, unbuckling her seatbelt. She leaned forward, rocking Hiroshi in her arms, trying to calm him. When Enjeru looked over at the Driver's seat, she couldn't speak.

Hatori's legs, up to his hips were crushed beneath the metal of the car. His face had suffered damage from the glass, his arms cut badly. She reached over, cradling Hiroshi in one arm, and shook Hatori lightly, whispering his name, her voice going hoarse as tears filled her eyes.

"Hari-chan... come on Hari-chan, wake up... Hari-chan, don't die on me... Hari-chan, Hiroshi needs his father," Enjeru cried.

Hatori looked at her, the life leaving his eyes, though he got out one sentence, "I want, to see you and Hiroshi... one last time."

Enjeru's eyes filled with more tears as she held her unharmed son within view of his father.

"I love you both, more than you can imagine."

"Don't leave me... please don't leave me... don't leave Hiroshi... please..."

Hatori gave her a smile, "I'll never leave you... or Hiroshi. I'll always... be here."

Enjeru began to yell as she cried, wanting to help Hatori now, as he was bleeding from the mouth, his skin becoming so pale, he already looked dead. Though he reached up and touched her face before his hand dropped to the metal that had crept into his lap during the collision. Hiroshi cried more with his mother. Hatori was dead.

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A police man was nice enough to drop Enjeru and Hiroshi off at Ayame's. There were bandages on her legs and arms as well as one on her face, but she was fine, more hurt and grieving than anything. She used her powers to help her more than anything at these times, rolling herself in with telekinesis. Ayame met her at the door, shocked. Yet he helped her in, and helped her settle down as she placed a sleeping Hiroshi in the bed she used to occupy. Ayame wanted to know what happened so they went into another room where Enjeru wailed uncontrollably.