Harry stared delightedly at the little mound on his otherwise flat belly. It had only been a month and he could already see the fruit of the passionate night that marked his life.

The symptoms hadn't arrived, but he didn't need them to know what being the one-night-stand of a Prime Alpha brought with it.

He gingerly began caressing his belly. God, his heart seemed to want to jump out of his chest with how fast it was beating. Harry grinned with a happy glow, his delicate features highlighted by the healthy blush on his cheeks.

The only thing that was missing was the Sire of his Babies.

His grin dimmed a little. He knew what was happening; he was beginning to like the thought of having the Prime Alpha as his Lord Husband. He pursed his rosy lips. This called for longer meditations so that he could deal with those things in his mind. Some Occlumency would come in handy.

Harry couldn't afford to fall into depressing thoughts, it wasn't healthy for the babies.

Ah~, he was craving some Vanilla Ice Cream. Why did it have to be so hot in summer?

Harry whined softly. He would have to go out of his finished Manor. The Black Manor in Italy was quite lovely, perfect for living with a large family. Still, Harry found himself restless. He was accustomed to hopping between his properties and having something to do, so something had to happen or the Potter luck would strike again. Harry knew it would, it always did when he was too restless.

How unfortunate that it always took him on the two months to finally become the calm and level headed 'Lady Wife' he was trained to be.

Harry would be laughing at his own predicament if he didn't know how long it took him to reduce the adjustment time in the last eight years since his transformation into an Omega. Being the twenty-seven years old pregnant guy he was, he would rather laugh at how incompetent young girls behaved while trying their hand at wooing some boys.

With a clear goal in mind, Harry made his way out of his Manor. He had an Ice Cream Parlor to visit… and maybe buy out of Vanilla flavour Ice Cream.

Harry savoured the cold dessert in his mouth. It was so good, why was it so good?

He gave an appreciative little moan and shoved another spoonful of Vanilla Ice Cream into his mouth. His tongue was cold and red from it, but he wasn't deterred from eating his third cup of Vanilla Ice Cream. Spending two whole hours outside was worth it, even if people looked at him as if he were weird. Tch, as if they were any better when it was their favourite food or dessert.

Harry began glaring at an old woman who looked weirdly at him. Well, it was more like pouting but Harry valiantly tried his best, not that it helped any with how cute and adorable he was. He sniffed with little tears in his eyes when the old woman just smiled.

He suddenly lost his appetite and looked mournfully at his unfinished Ice Cream. It would only take him three bites to finish up, but he really didn't want any more of it. More tears gathered in his eyes.

He took out a handkerchief and dabbed his tears away, still sniffing mournfully for his Ice Cream. New ones came as he saw the unfinished cup again.

He looked up with his tears filled eyes when someone sat before him. It was the loud silver-haired Alpha that was part of his Prime Alpha's Pack. Not that the Prime Alpha knew he had claimed an Omega, but Harry proudly bore the bite mark the Prime Alpha left in the junction of his shoulder and neck.

Harry's beautiful green eyes stared with innocent sadness into the Alpha's own not-so-innocent grey ones. The Alpha was frowning at him, Harry didn't know why but he guessed it was because the Alpha's subconscious instincts were screaming at him to make Harry happy.

Or bring him to his Pack leader.

Harry wouldn't be surprised if the instincts of the Pack were going haywire because they felt that something was missing. Harry himself knew he would be better off with the Pack, but he would never force himself in the life of anyone without their explicit wish for it.

The silver-haired youth grabbed Harry's right wrist at lightning speed when Harry went to put down his handkerchief without dabbing his tears away. The handkerchief was taken out of his dainty hand and then the Alpha was gently dabbing the tears from his face, grumbling lowly. Harry was sure he heard 'Civilian', 'shitty Boss' and 'Voy' one too many times for it to not be the Alpha's usual way of speaking.

The Alpha finished drying his face of tears, still frowning at how pitifully sad Harry seemed, but there was a serious shine to his eyes now. "Voy, the Boss wishes to see you again!" The silver-haired youth was still loud, but Harry could hear out the effort he took to be quieter. It made Harry smile sunnily at the youth, bringing slight confusion to the young man before him.

"You're so good-mannered!" Harry gushed, his eyes twinkling in delight and a happy flush on his cheeks, completely obliterating the look of sadness from his face.

The silver-haired Alpha let go of his wrist in stunned silence. "So~… when does your Boss want to see me?" Harry took the Alpha's hand gently and began to play softly with the much bigger appendage, his hands looking tiny in comparison to the callused hand of the Swordsman.

Harry watched the scenery change from the busy city to a quiet forest. He was getting sleepy again, his body telling him he needed rest so that his pups would grow right. Slowly he began leaning on the shoulder of the silver-haired youth, his mind sluggishly wondering why the Alpha came with a limousine and chauffeur when a simple car would have been enough.

He yawned one last time before leaning completely against the Alpha and dozing away.

Harry briefly woke up when he was taken out of the limousine.

He tried to stand on his own but after just a moment he whined pitifully and held up his arms for the silver-haired young man to carry him, his body much too tired to do anything but sleep.

He was then cradled in the youth's arms and he immediately fell asleep again when his soft cheek rested itself on the Alpha's shoulder. He purred softly when the scent of his pups Sire invaded his nose, recognising the Prime Alpha's scent on the lesser Alpha even while unconscious.

Squalo cradled the petite young man in his arms, a frown on his face.

Something must be wrong with the young man his Boss was so obsessed with, to suddenly want to sleep wasn't normal, not after having been very energetic just moments before.

He made his way through the doors into the Headquarters, not caring that his fellow Assassins saw him cradling the adorable man protectively. Everyone knew of their Boss's obsession with the cute multi-millionaire, they had all at some point watched over the man while he was out of his mansion.

It was a big statement that their Boss put so much into having the man protected at all times. Not that the Varia complained, they themselves felt uncharacteristically possessive of the adorable man. All the more when they saw how many perverts made it their business to follow the petite man around.

Those were the first to die.

Squalo pushes open the door to Xanxus' room, startling when the delicate man in his arms began to purr happily, just like the first time he was in Xanxus' presence. He shrugged. Must have something to do with Xanxus' scent that set off the man's content purring.

He deposited the young man gently on his Boss's bed, taking off the street shoes from dainty feet and covering the petite man's body with the blood-red covers before leaving the room to alert Xanxus of the situation.

Xanxus looked up from his paperwork when he heard the door opening.

He hadn't been able to concentrate on it anyway with knowing that his little one-time lover would be brought to him again.

He glowered at Squalo when he didn't see his adorable kitty with him.

"Voi, don't get angry! The kitty suddenly just dozed off!" The shitty shark practically screamed. "Shitty Shark, wtf happened?!" Xanxus throws a nearly empty wineglass at his head. How dare that shitty shark let anything happen to what was his!

"VOII~, nothing happened! The kitty just got sleepy, I had to carry him in and then took him to your room to let him rest!" Squalo grumbled while taking out the glass shards from his hair. "You should let Lussuria get a look at him."

Xanxus grunted in discontent. He stood up and made his way out of his office.

"Call him to my room."

Xanxus took one step into his room and stopped to relish in the view.

The petite body under his bed covers gave harmony a whole other meaning to the aggressive Wrath Sky. His Flames seemed to purr with the man in Xanxus's bed and slowly the Boss of the Varia got nearer to the object of his obsession.

It had been a gruelling month of denying himself what he wanted, a month of instinctively sending off his men to watch over the adorable man. He had finally caved in after the fifth dream that left him rock hard in the morning.

And now the only thing he dared to do was caress the soft cheek of the older male occupying his bed.

The door opened and he looked up. It was Lussuria, he was uncharacteristically subdued, watching Xanxus with caution as he neared the sleeping beauty the Varia Boss claimed for himself.

Xanxus reluctantly got out of the way to let Lussuria do a checkup on the sleeping man.

Lussuria let his Flames carefully wash over the petite man's body. He didn't find anything amiss first, then he noticed how his Flames seemed to accumulate protectively around the man's-

Lussuria's eyes widened, a surprised gasp left his lips and he stared from his Boss to the adorable man. He was befuddled, but also joyous.

Xanxus growled when Lussuria seemed to have found something but didn't tell him. "Trash, speak up!" That seemed to bring the transgender out of the daze he was in.

"Boss… your little lover boy here..." A wide grin spread over his face. He giggled happily. "…he's pregnant with your babies!"

Xanxus's eyes nearly popped out. A shout nearly left him when he heard his Sun spout those unbelievable words. Then he took matters in his own hands and turned to the man sleeping peacefully in his bed. Xanxus gently put a hand on his lower belly and let his Flames harmlessly enter his body. It took him a little, but then he felt it too.

Seven little life Singhs. Every single one of them surrounded by the Flames he had executed while he had claimed the little Lordling in his bed. Right now, those little life Singhs took tiny little pieces of his Flames and made themselves stronger, relieving the pressure they had put on their carrier's latent Flames.

Xanxus swallowed and continued to feel as the little ones that were his future sons and daughters feed on his Sky Flames. His eyes were wide, and he couldn't seem to get his gaze of the carrier of his future children.

His obsession with the older man now made sense. His Flames had known he was going to be a father, and he hadn't noticed his Flames urges!

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