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Word Count: 343


A Kiss for Shelter

What to Expect…

He might have presumed poison if one: he was not overly cautious concerning food and drink (a young heir's position was ever precarious) and two: if he had not already begun researching the rare phenomenon that was "pregnancy". The sparse collection of records regarding "birth" were only available to captain class shinigami of noble blood.

With a measure of uncertainty he had risen and looked about him. He had offered her a damp cloth with which to wipe her mouth and a tea cup of water.

All and all- the aftermath had been... awkward. While she did not seem the least bit embarrassed even as he approached her- he himself felt an almost nervous twitch settle into his stomach.

To combat this he had demanded to know why she had not informed him of this condition.

To which she had calmly responded that she had been informed that it was a natural side effect and couldn't be helped.

While he had indeed read this he still felt indignation at the idea that this was yet another thing she had tried to keep to herself. After a little prodding he had learned that the girl was ill every evening- managing to forestall the worst of the nausea until he left at night.

"I would prefer if you were forthright with me. Your welfare is my concern." He had finally said ending what might have evolved into a sensible conversation regarding what to expect.

Now as he stared at the tray Takeda-san had prepared his brow twitched.

He exhaled slowly and glanced at the patiently waiting figure only to offer a nod of approval. Takeda-san nodded in return and took up the tray, exiting silently to lay out its contents before the young lady still asleep in the guesthouse.

As the noble captain himself left the manor to stride toward the front gate he could only imagine the stubborn girl's response to the undertaking he had tasked the maid with.

He lifted his face to the lightening sky an unrepentant smirk teasing the corners of his mouth.


AN: Poor fella... Tip of the iceberg...