Chapter 22: Continued…
Three Hours Later
Usagi sat on the white sheets of the hospital bed, her face flushed red with blood from embarrassment as well as pain. Her husband sat on the bed behind her, supporting her body as she went through the charade of labour.
She thought the pain wasn't supposed to be this bad. She wanted to hit everything in sight and wanted it to be done immediately.
She especially wanted to kill the doctor, who had taken in to replace Ami since she was in the middle of performing a surgery, and no one had told her that her best friend was in labour. "Your about three and a half centimetres dilated Usagi." He told her.
He left after a single line of profanities coming from her mouth, he had left with a shake of his head, and Ami watching him came through the door, smiled. "What caused him to leave in such a mood?" She asked with a smirk on her face, as he watched her best friend move to give herself a form of privacy. Mamoru smiled slightly, knowing usagi would answer her question without the details.
"He told me I was three lousy centimetres dilated" she says in a growl as another contraction takes over her. Ami's eyebrows raised and looked towards Mamoru, who sighed.
"She swore at him and told him to stop looking…downstairs." He nodded towards her legs. Ami stifled a giggle, knowing it was something she would truly do. She took note, take as least time as possible and not to tell Usagi the results.
"Alright…"Ami says looking to her best friend. "Unfortunately, the girls are outside, and so are your parents, and the boys…" Ami mumbles. Usagi's face snaps up to Ami's in shock, and Mamoru stifles a laugh watching her face transform into pure horror.
"WHAT?" She screamed. "I only called my parents? Why is everyone else here?" her voice rose an octave as she spoke, and Mamoru didn't doubt they could all hear her.
"Support Usako. Calm down. Stop being irrational" Mamoru whispers as he see's the nurses look towards her, holding in giggles.
"I'm not being Irrational" Usagi yells in her octave high voice. "I just don't want everyone watching you know" she just says in a quieter voice than before.
"Usako. They wont be here when they check you. They'll most likely get sent out alright" he assures her, watching his wife nod slowly.
He hoped she wouldn't be this bad for the next seven hours.
Four Hours Later
Ami looked to Mamoru, her eyes telling him everything he needed to know without alerting his wife.
She wasn't fully dilated.
Mamoru would have groaned, but he didn't, knowing his wife was watching him intently.
After Ami was done, Usagi went back into a more comfortable position on Mamoru's lap, holding both of his hands tightly against her chest. She eyed Ami as she walked through the door and closed it behind her, to go talk to Usagi's parents.
Not too long later, Ikuko, Kenji and Shingo followed in after Ami, a small smile placed on all of their lips. "Oh Usagi" Ikuko immediately whispers as she walks over to her daughter, giving her a hug. Usagi smiles, but another contraction rippled through her, and she sucked in another breath, squeezing her husband's hand tightly. "Oh, are you alright?" she asks her. Usagi nodded but looked up towards her husband.
"Seven Minutes and twenty-six seconds this time Usako. It's getting quicker every time" he notifies her. she nods before sighing and resting her head on Mamoru's chest with a thump.
"Hey Usagi" Shingo grins at her, usagi doesn't even look at him, but her eyes close slightly and her mouth twists up slowly into what was supposed to be a smile. "You look like hell" he jokes. "Your fault of course" he shrugs. Usagi's eyes open to glare at him, telling him something his mouth wasn't.
Shingo left immediately, and both Usagi's Parents looked at each other carefully. "Honey why didn't you get a caesarean?" she asked her daughter. Usagi sighed.
"Because I wanted to do it naturally. Mamo wanted me to a caesarean, but I denied him" she sighs. "Should have listened to him" she mutters under her breath.
"What was that Usako?" Mamoru asks with a smile brewing on his face.
"Nothing" Usagi squeaks. Covering her mouth from a smile.
"Did you say that you should have listened to me?" he asks her.
"No" she squeaks again. Mamoru grins, squeezing her hand affectionately. Usagi calms herself, looking towards her parents. "So why are the girls here?" Usagi asks them.
Kenji coughs. "They wanted to watch you give birth and be here for support" Kenji contains his laughter at the thought of Usagi wanting to let them watch, which she wouldn't do anyway.
"Are they insane?" Mamoru laughs at the thought. "Ami's even lucky Usagi agreed to this. But she rather Ami than a random stranger" Mamoru grins at the thought of the girls being in the room during the birthing process. "Why are the boys here?" He asks Usagi's parents again.
"Well…" Kenji starts, but Ikuko takes over.
"They're kind of here for your support Mamoru. And the girls' support. Don't think they want to look anyway" Ikuko giggles, making Usagi blush. She yawns, stretching her arms over her head. "We'll leave you to sleep Usagi" Ikuko says as she walks slowly out of the room. Usagi nodded, closing her eyes, and falling asleep.
Three Hours Later
Usagi woke up with a groan, tears escaping her eyes in pain. Mamoru held her hips to steady her from hurting herself as she awoke, her eyes flying towards her Husband's face. Mamoru smiled sadly but looked towards Ami to come and measure his wife.
"Usagi, I need to measure you. You seem in a lot of pain" she says. Usagi nods bravely and lets her do her nursey kind of stuff.
A few seconds later, Ami looked up to Usagi and nodded, waving in the nurses from the corner to come inside the room and help out. "It's time" Ami whispers to Usagi nodded, frightened.
Thirty minutes later, after a large combination of curses under Usagi's breath, numerous amounts of sweat and encouragement, a loud crying sound emitted through the room, and Usagi watched her daughter get taken swiftly away to be cleaned up while she went through the after-birth process. Usagi turned to her husband, who was still behind her, her eyes tearing. "Where are they taking her?" she asks her husband.
"To be cleaned. Then they will take her to you and then back to the room she goes to be tested" Mamoru explains, Ami walks out with a brown-haired baby in her arms, handing It to Usagi.
"Hey Baby" she whispers. "She's so beautiful Mamo-chan" she cries to her husband as she traces her small face with her finger gently.
"I have a name" Mamoru whispers into her ear. "She looks like you so…Usagi Yua Chiba" he whispers, Making his wife cry. She cried even more when Ami took her away to get her measured and tested.
"You should get cleaned up as well Usagi" One of the nurses said with a smile. "You've just been through so much, and you'll be much more comfortable when your in fresh clothes"
Usagi nods, taking the towel and pulling a blue, baggy dress from her bag and walking off towards the bathroom. Mamoru smiled, sliding off the bed and walking out of the room, stretching.
"Is Usagi ok?" Ikuko asks. Mamoru nods with a smile.
"She's just having a shower and getting refreshed before she'll go to sleep again." Mamoru smiles.
"She had the baby?" Kenji asks. Mamoru nodding. "Ha. On her birthday too. She won't be too happy about that" he mutters. Mamoru turns to him, before pulling out his phone and checking the date and seeing 2am, on the 30th of June.
He was sure his wife wouldn't be happy with that. He curses under his breath before someone asks what he named is daughter. "Usagi Yua Chiba. She looked like her and she trusted me so…" he smiles. He was going to prank her and name their baby Rei, but he was so caught in the moment that a joke would have spoiled it.
"Huh" Shingo says. "Just hope she isn't like my sister. Might cry" he mutters.
"I hope she's like both her parents" Ikuko says with a grin as she looks to Mamoru. Mamoru hears the bathroom door close, and he nods, turning around to his wife.
"Happy birthday Usako" he says as he walks into the room.
"WHAT?"
Five Hours Later
Mamoru smiled as he watched his wife sleeping peacefully after a hard nine hours of work. In his arms, he held his newborn daughter, who was, just like her mother, sleeping. He smiled as he traced his daughter's face gently with his finger.
He looks up when he hears the door open, watching Ikuko walk inside swiftly. She smiles when she sees the scene before her and leans up against Mamoru's chair. "Look at my first granddaughter" she whispers quietly. "Isn't she beautiful" she whispers. "She has your nose"
"No… She has Usagi's face. See, there are her dimples, and her lips" he whispers, touching the points of what he was talking about. Ikuko smiled at his comment, looking at her daughter in the subject. Mamoru looked up to his wife as well, watching her face become more like she was gaining consciousness. The heart rate monitor seemed to agree with him, as her heart rate sped up slightly.
Several minutes later, her eyes opened slowly, and she yawned. Her eyes went directly to her husband, and she smiled. "Hey" she whispers as she looks at the two of them. "Can I hold my daughter?" she asks in a whisper. Mamoru smiles, standing up to hand her over.
"I think you might find she's Our daughter" he teases her as he leans against the bed next to her. Usagi smiles as she looks at her, watching their daughter squirm.
"Am I doing something wrong?" she asks Mamoru. He shakes his head, kissing his wife's forehead. Usagi gasps as she watches her daughter open her eyes, revealing a copy of the light blue eyes her mother adorned, only a little bit darker due to Mamoru's eyes.
Their daughter's eyes take in Usagi swiftly, then they close and her bottom lip trembles. She starts to cry, causing Usagi to panic, looking at Mamoru for help. "She's probably just hungry" he says to her. Usagi swallows, looking down at the crying child.
He watches her take a deep breath before fiddling with her dress to free her breast. Mamoru looked away, for more her privacy and his state of mind. The crying instantly seized and there were only a few occasional sounds from their daughter feeding.
"Mamo-Chan" Usagi whispers towards him. "Do you know how long? Like after?" She asks him. He immediately knew what she was speaking about.
"It depends. Ami said that you're very young so it might take around three months, maybe two if you're lucky. But use your body for a guide, as you'll be in a lot of pain for a while. But it all depends on you Usako" he says. He watches her frown, and sigh dramatically as she traces her daughter's face once again.
"And you'll be there the whole time, right? Or at least most of the time?" she asks him, worried about his answer.
"As long as I need to be there for" he promises.