SingMyLullabySweet666: Hello everyone. I know it has been a long time since I last updated this story. I found a problem with one of the chapters and well I basically decided that this story had a issues that needed to be dealt with. If you notice anything in the story that you would like me to go over and fix. Please DO NOT hesitate to ask. Sign a review as shown in the following:

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That basically it for right now. I am reopening this story even though it only has one or two more chapters to go. Other than that, there is really much to say. OH! In the chapter titled The Pain, I renamed the baby to a more satisfactory name. Found a wonderful website with a lot of baby names in Japanese.

I guess I can give you a chapter now. Anyways, I am updating after a while so sorry if the story goes off track some.


Inside the Mind of a Mad Pregnant Man

(Yugi's POV)

I lay on the white sheets of the hospital bed for what has seemed hours. The lights on the ceiling and the smell of medication and blood in the air caused me to feel lightheaded and nauseated. The contraction have only grown more intense and distracting lately and only having been checked twice, I now lie at 3 centimeters. No word of my fiancee Yami as of yet and I am getting quit impatient so to speak. His ass had better have a really good reason as to why he fell and hit his head. None of that, I lost my balance bullshit either. Wow... Didn't know I had such a wide range of vocabulary. Oh what the hell, I'm in pain and my stupid ass yami can't even get to me because apparently he's still fucking unconscious. I wonder if I can ask Bakura for advice. He may have changed because of Ryou in his life but he is still a sick and twisted human being. That or I can ask Mairk. He really has issues... Holly mother of Mary... Wow that was random... I have issues right now if I were to be consulting Mairk or Bakura about anything.

"Mr. Moto here is a glass of water. We can't have you dehydrating on us, now can we." The nurse stated as she handed me a medium sized dixie cup full of water... tap water most likely. Nodding my head in thanks, I sat up as best I could and gulped the water down in three later swallows... What the hell could I say, I was thirsty.

"Thank you." I said and took the time to take in her looks. She was fairly short and stood around 5'4 or 5'5. She had a slim frame that I was in the moment jealous of. Her gorgeous amber eyes illuminated her face which was round and slightly plumbed, giving her that motherly look. Her face was framed with what appeared to be long brown hair tied up in a bun. She was dressed in white stockings, a white regulatory uniform that was demanded to be worn by the city, and white flat heeled, comfortable looking heels. She smiled at me and took the cup in my hand away before walking over to the trash can and throwing it away.

"Miss," I looked at her name tag on her chest for any identification of her name. "Ms. Rosetta."

"Yes, what can I get for you." asked the nurse as she walked back over to the side of my bed.

"Do you think that there is a possibility that you or another staff member could look into the condition of my lover, Yami. It's been an hour since any last word about him and I'm worried." I stated. She looked at me with another smile... Doesn't her mouth hurt after a while... and nodded her head. She walked out of the room and the last sound of her echoing footsteps disappeared around some corner in the hall way.

A contraction his about three minutes later and another nurse from earlier came rushing over to the bed. She took hold of my hand and timed my contraction. When it was over I was ready to fucking kill someone. I wanted to kill Yami, the doctor, a nurse... anyone to ease my pain. I wanted to gauge out someone's eyes to make my self feel better... I think spending so much time with Bakura wasn't a good thing, I think he has started to rub off on me. I growled out in anger at Yami for falling and knocking himself out. The bastard was in for a serious punishment from me. I was even contemplating weather for not I should allow Bakura and Mairk to kill him. I was going with a yes as of lately.

Minuets flew by and before I knew it, another hour had passed with no sign of Nurse Rosetta or any word of my lover. I really think that they are out to get me. No really. I meant what the fuck! Seriously, does it take an hour to fucking ask a doctor how a patient is. I mean come on really. The bitch must be watching behind a one way mirror laughing her ass off... That or she is really dense and has forgotten. Damn it mother fucking hell... I have got to stop cussing. It's not good for my reviews. No really it isn't... I'll probably get chewed out by some tree-loving reviewer on how dirty my language is... Sorry, I meant no offense to anyone I swear it. No really I didn't. It's not like I'm making you read this out of your own free will. I'm letting you read this not forcing you. It's not like I super glued you to the chair and pined your eyes opened so you could read my story... Your choice for reading it. Not mine... I got of subject didn't I... Yes I think I did.

Anyways, after about another thirty or so minuets; I think about thirty but I'm not sure, I lost count of the seconds after it drove me insane. Anyways, the nurse walked back in with a smile planted on her face. She must be a ray of sunshine or something because there was no way in hell someone could get smiling so much. She walked over to the side of my bed and checked me once more.

"Well Mr. Moto, you seemed to have dilated rather quickly. You are now at 7 centimeters. Have you felt any pressure as of yet?" she questioned me and I nodded my head in a yes motion. She must have not understood for she would not leave my bed side.

"Yeah, I've feel some pressure." I stated and she nodded. I waited on what I really wanted to know and that was about the fucker named Yami you had to slip and knock himself out because he was in a damn hurry and doesn't watch where he was going and was being a dumbass and slipped like a retard... Yes, I know that was a run on sentence. Sue me!

"Yami has just awoken from his unconsciousness state and shall be in here shortly. The doctor is doing a few check ups to make sure Yami hasn't damaged anything vitally important during his fall. You know, the works." Rosetta said in her honey, motherly tone which wanted to make me gag. No really, she was too damn cheerful for my liking. I smiled and thanked her before she dismissed herself to seek work from someone. She made me sick... She really did. I mean it! She's like Tea... I hate Tea... Annoying bitch. Always going on and on about friendship... Did you know it took me one and a half weeks to finally get rid of that damn mark she made on all of our hands... I mean Ra! Fucking-ay did that take me forever. My hand was red for weeks from scrubbing so much.

Twenty or so minuets later, Ra I need a watch, Yami walked in the room followed by a doctor. I glared at Yami while trying to breath because I was currently having a contraction. At the moment I felt like slicing Yami open and chocking him with his own intestine... That was too much like Bakura... It scares me. When the wave of pain passed I took hold of Yami's hand and pulled him over to me. When he was close enough I reached out and... smack the hell out of him. Serves him right! Leaving me to fend for myself to deal with this shit... I smacked for the fifth time before he pulled away. I frowned but hissed out as a contraction hit like a fright train on a collision course to hell. Yami grabbed hold of my hand and I squeezed the hell out of it. Pay backs a bitch. (Insert Bakura's evil laugh here) Random moments are such a joy...

"Yugi, how are you doing?" asked Yami as the contraction ended. I glared at him so some time making him smile nervously at me.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HOW AM I DOING? DO I LOOK ALRIGHT TO YOU ASSHOLE! I PRACTICALLY DYING HERE AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS HOW AM I DOING. HOW AM I DOING! I'LL TELL YOU HOW I'M DOING YOU FUCKING PRICK! I DOING JUST FIND! OH AND BY THE WAY, DID YOU KNOW THAT I IN LABOR! DID THEY FAIL TO MENTION THAT YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! HOW AM I DOING! YOU PRICK!" I hollered at the top of my lungs and I really think I made Yami go deaf. Good, fucker deserves it. Leaving me here all by myself with steroid happy nurse over there, who by the way, is still smiling.

"Sorry..." answered Yami meekly as he took hold of my hand once more. I howled out in pain as I was hit with another contraction. Yami better pamper me like a king when this is throw because this is living hell. When it passed some minutes later, I felt Yami kiss my forehead then my eye lids and finally my mouth. I felt a little better but not much. I felt very LITTLE at this moment besides pain...

"Well Mr. Moto, I think it's about time for you to start pushing. I have the nurse help you get ready and Yami into the proper clothing." the doctor said after check me for the final time. I thanked Ra that it was almost over. I smiled but then I frowned then hisses when the pain came.

Ten minuets went by, I guess, and Yami was once more at my side. I smacked him once more before looking at the doctor for instructions. Yami held my hand in his as my feet were placed in the stirups... I spelled that wrong... stirrups. I waited and when the doctor gave the signal, I squeezed Yami's hand as hard as I could... on purpose to, and pushed. Dear Ra the pain was intense. Bastard Yami... Fucking bastard Yami... Mother fucking bastard Yami... It was all his fault. His fault not mine! I know everyone that goes into labor says that but it's true! The pain the women have to endure for this. To bring a kid in the world at one point you which you never did. They always keep you up at nights. It's all the men's fault. Don't argue with me either damn it!

I lay panting for air as my child was getting weighed, clothed, and cleaned off... Not necessarily in that order though. I smiled at Yami as he planted kisses all over my face. As I was getting cleaned up, the nurse walked over and handed me the child. Notice how I said THE child... Yes it was a the for the moment. Sue me if you don't like it. Anyways, boy was it the ugliest baby I ever saw... Woo-we it sure was ugly. I mean Ra damn it, it was so ugly even bigfoot would agree. No really, it was the ugliest baby I ever saw. Yami's sperm must had some dysfunctions at the moment of fertilization. I did the only think I could do... I tried to give it back to the nurse telling her it wasn't mine... They made me keep it. It was a girl so I was hoping she would get pretty and soon... We named her Hotaru Yura Moto. A pretty name for an ugly baby but what the hell... She was my ugly baby. Yami kissed me once more on the cheek before handing over Hotaru to her father and passed out from exhaustion...


SingMyLullabySweet666: Well, that was the second to last chapter I decided. It's not long but longer than others. Anyways, I hope you liked it. Yes there were some random bouts of weirdness but you have to deal with it. Remember, Yugi was in labor and spent a lot of time around Bakura when Yami was working... Scary thought there wasn't it. A look inside a real mind of what one might be feeling... This isn't working... Oh what the hell! R&R!