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Chapter Eight - Decorating, Compromising, and More Mood Swings

One month later

"Yuki! Get up, damn it! I've gotta decorate this… charming little study of yours for the baby!" Shuichi tugged at Yuki from where he sat on his computer chair, in front of his laptop. He kept trying to haul the blonde off of his perch, but now Yuki was eight months along, it was rather useless.

They looked to the doorway as they heard snickering. Tatsuha smirked. "How about I call Tohma? I'll ask if he has access to a forklift."

Suddenly, Yuki was out of his chair. He waddled ominously towards his brother, stopping when there was only inches between them. Somehow Yuki's glare was even more effective with a stomach the size of a small country. "Unless you want me to sit on you again, you'd better shut the fuck up!"

Tatsuha cowered. Shuichi huffed, before shooing Yuki out of the study. "Just leave it to us! We'll have this place perfect for the baby in no time at all!"

"Somehow I doubt that…" Yuki muttered, turning to waddle to the couch. "I wish I had a beer and a cigarette."

Shuichi's pink head poked out of the study, a scowl on his face. "You even think about drinking or smoking, and I swear I will call Tohma and tell him you're endangering our baby."

Yuki twitched, dropping onto the couch heavily.

--

Some time later, Shuichi and Tatsuha emerged from what used to be Yuki's study. He stared at them, raising an eyebrow. They were both covered in multi-coloured paint splatters and, strangely, glitter. They rushed over to Yuki, grinning like loons.

"Yuki! Come and take a look! It's so cool, I think you'll love it!" Shuichi squealed. The two grabbed Yuki, trying to remove him from the couch. They tugged, and pulled, and swore. Tatsuha growled. "This is doing my back no good."

Finally, they managed to get Yuki on his feet. He, reluctantly, waddled over to the room, stepping in.

His eyes widened, and he stared dumbly at the room. There was nothing to suggest that it had once been his study. The walls were painted the seven colours of the rainbow, and random patches of glitter were stuck to them. All of the furniture was painted with the separate rainbow colours. Yuki stared at it all in horror.

The blonde suddenly turned to Shuichi, glaring. "What the hell are you trying to do to our kid? Turn it into a freak like you?" Shuichi's smile disappeared, and tears filled his eyes. He sniffled, and Yuki's scowl dropped from his face. He was about to begin one of his emotional rollercoaster rides, when he suddenly put a hand to his stomach. "Ow! Fuck, that hurt!"

Shuichi was at his side in an instant. "Yuki! What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Yuki let out a little whimper. "It hurts… I think the baby's coming!"

Shuichi wibbled. "AAAAAAAAAH!" He screamed, running around in circles like a headless chicken. Tatsuha rolled his eyes, and grabbed his brother by the arm. As he led Yuki out of the apartment, he could hear Shuichi wailing. "Wait for meeee!"

--

Tohma hummed happily as he drove to meet Mika for lunch. He was driving down some random street, when he noticed something that belonged to him… and it was parked right in front of him. He stopped the car, and got out. He stared.

There, in front of him, was the car Shuichi had stolen from him, and it certainly showed evidence of his little 'drunken escapade'. The paintwork was almost completely covered by graffiti, and streamers hung off of random places. It also seemed that every bird in Tokyo decided to crap all over it.

He cocked his head to the side, speechless. Just then, a dog trotted over to the car, sniffed the wheel, and lifted it's leg. Tohma's eye twitched as the ugly old dog pissed on his car. The dog walked away, apparently satisfied that he'd defiled the car that belonged to the most feared man in Tokyo.

Tohma stormed over to the car, and yanked open the door. He poked his head inside, and wrinkled his nose as a horrific stench assaulted him. It didn't take much brain power to work out that the stench was emanating from the hobo currently using the back seat of his car as a bed.

He got into his newest car, and flipped open his cell phone. After calmly instructing someone to kick out the hobo and get rid of the mess that used to be his car, an enraged expression appeared on his face. "Damn you, Shindou."

He sped to Yuki's apartment, cursing Shuichi all the way. A very short while later, he managed to kick the door down, even though he was so vertically challenged. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, SHUICHI!" He shouted to the empty apartment.

Tohma looked around. "Well, shit."

--

Meanwhile, Yuki, Shuichi, and Tatsuha had arrived at the hospital. The two younger men had rushed him to Doctor Yuy, only to be told that Yuki had just experienced false labour pains. Yuki stared for a moment, before quietly asking if it would happen again.

In the end, Shuichi and Tatsuha had to restrain the blonde to stop him from killing the poor doctor.

A short while later, they walked out of the hospital. Yuki had calmed considerably, but was certainly not happy that he would have to suffer this injustice. They managed to get back to Yuki's apartment without any disasters.

They stared as they approached the door to the apartment. The door was smashed to pieces, and only one chunk remained, hanging to the doorframe only by a hinge. They cautiously walked - or waddled - into the apartment, only to see-

"Shindou, you fucker, prepare to die!" Tohma stormed towards Shuichi, but bounced off of Yuki's stomach as the blonde stood in front of his lover. Yuki folded his arms, higher than usual because his arms wouldn't fit around his stomach.

Tatsuha stared. "Damn… you're the size of Godzilla!"

He trembled in fear as Shuichi and Tohma sent him looks of pure death. Yuki was about to burst into tears, again, but was interrupted by Shuichi who had suddenly sent an evil look towards Tohma.

"You better pay for that door, you son of a bitch! If anything happens to my darling Yuki because of a broken door, of all things, I will personally chop off your jewels! And one more thing! You better stop him from working once our child is born! It's not fair, and I won't stand for it! Besides, with him writing and raising our child, he'd probably work himself to death! His ulcer would give him trouble, his health would certainly suffer in more ways than one, he'd probably end up coughing blood again, and I'd end up KILLING MYSELF!"

Shuichi stormed into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. Hysterical sobs could be heard emanating from behind the door. Yuki glared at Tohma. "Get. The fucking door. Fixed." He growled. Tohma gulped, quickly pulling out his trusty cell phone. Yuki then sent his famous 'Look Of Death' at his brother, who cowered. "You! Get the fuck out of my apartment!"

Tatsuha hastily made his exit, and Yuki wished he had a door so that he could slam it behind the pervert. His job done, he quickly waddled to the bedroom, once again shutting the door behind him.

Shuichi was curled up on the bed, sniffling. Yuki lowered himself onto the bed, holding out his arms so Shuichi could burrow into him. He let Shuichi cry all over him, which made his mood drop, and he inevitably began to cry, too.

A while later, they had both ceased crying, but didn't move. Finally Yuki sighed, shifting slightly. "Alright… you win. I'll stop writing until our little brat is old enough for day care. After that I'll write part time, and you can sing part time, and when the kid starts school, we can both go back to business as usual… okay?"

Shuichi smiled, kissing him softly. "Thank you." He whispered, his eyes closing.

--

Three weeks, six days, and twenty-three hours later.

Shuichi was going insane.

The last three weeks had been nothing but mood swings, false labour incidents, and damage control. Of course, damage control meant trying to 'control' Yuki's mood swings so he didn't cause any damage to his brother. The young monk had been hovering around, always with a bitchy comment ready, and it didn't do Yuki's hormones any good.

Which also meant it didn't do Shuichi any good. He hadn't been able to get enough sleep, he hadn't been eating properly, and he was just about ready to hit Yuki over the head with a frying pan. The fluff ball was showing signs of strain, a fact that annoyed him more than anything. He had bags under his eyes, his skin was pale and pasty, and he looked like he'd aged a few decades… badly.

It was mostly the humongous mood swings, and especially the false labour scares. He shuddered just remembering some of them.

/ Flashback /

Yuki windmilled his arms furiously, trying to get up from the couch to kill his brother. Tatsuha, being the bastard he is, pointed and laughed.

Shuichi walked into the apartment, shopping bags in hand, and closed the door behind him. He stared at Yuki for a moment, before glaring suspiciously at Tatsuha. "What did you do?"

Tatsuha tried, and failed, to look innocent. "Me? I only said that he should stop eating before he ended up being so big that his ass slipped off of the couch."

Shuichi's eyes narrowed, and he put down his shopping.

"AAAH!" Tatsuha hit the floor outside of the apartment with a yell.

Shuichi slammed the door, grumbling in disgust. He noticed Yuki was still making his furious attempt to get up, sighed, and took his shopping into the kitchen. He figured he'd wait until Yuki calmed down, and then help him up.

--

Shuichi was suddenly jolted awake in the early hours of the morning by Yuki, who was groaning in pain again. He sighed, getting up and dressing quickly. In a short space of time, they were entering the hospital and calling for Doctor Yuy.

The doctor checked Yuki and sighed, shaking his head. "Not this time either, I'm afraid."

Yuki scowled, and Shuichi beat his head against the nearby wall. This was the third time, and he was going nuts. They slowly made their way back to the apartment, and collapsed back into their bed. Shuichi stared at the ceiling for a long moment.

"Yuki…"

"Hn?"

"You suck."

/End Flashback /

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