Getting Sick and Eating Too Much

Yoko woke up the next day after he had taken a long explanation on how the things worked around the place. He stretched a little and looked behind him to see that Nakada wasn't with him. He sat up and looked around to find her, but he was distracted by the smell of something delicious downstairs. He put his top shirt on and snuck down to the kitchen to find Nakada, making a rather large breakfast. He smiled as he walked behind her and snaked his arms around her waist making her stiffen instantly, "Something smells good."

Nakada stayed stiff not sure what to say but her mouth answered for her, "I hope it tastes just as good. There's some pancakes made already cooked on the table." Yoko smirked and closed his eyes while he nuzzled her neck making her stiffen even more. He finally went to the table leaving her alone to resume her cooking. He mounted a stack of pancakes on his plate and began to eat them. He soon found that the pancakes had blueberries in them and smiled as he watched Nakada continue to cook.

After breakfast Nakada went to wash the dishes but Yoko stopped her, "They can stay there for now," He purred into her ear.

Is this the real Yoko? I can't believe I fell in love with him! "Yoko if I don't do the dishes now I'm going to have to do them later and then the food will be really hard to wash off."

Yoko looked at her disapprovingly as he turned her so that her back wasn't to him and wrapped his arms around her and held her against him. Nakada heard his heart beat that horrible sound and winced as she closed her eyes and turned her head. The fox grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, "Then soak them and do them later," he said with a smirk. But his smirk didn't stay long as his eyes closed and his face looked like he was in pain.

He made a sound and let go of Nakada as he placed one hand on the table and the other he pressed to his stomach. Nakada took her top clothes off along with his and held him close until the pain had stopped and he leaned against her. When the babies had finished their growth spurts, Nakada instantly pushed Yoko into a deep sleep and put their tops back on. She some how managed to carry him up the stairs and onto the bed where he laid peacefully.

She went back down stairs, did the dishes and went to her little haven in the greenhouse and sat under the tree by the stream like she had the other day. She calmed her mind from what could have happened if the babies hadn't started growing, and thanked the babies and God that they had.

Yoko woke up a few minutes after Nakada had sat down in the greenhouse and his attitude was not at all better. It wasn't better still when he covered his stomach and placed a hand over his mouth. He ran to the bathroom, heading straight to the toilet and started to vomit. He felt someone comforting him, but he couldn't turn his head to see, even though he already knew whom it was. When he was done he looked up to thank Nakada but saw she wasn't there or anywhere in the room. He looked at the sink and saw a glass of water and slowly drank it feeling a little better but still feeling a little sick.

He went over to his bed when he was done and lied down on the bed, his hand over his stomach trying to get the sick feeling out of it when he smelled something good a couple hours later. His stomach rolled, did a turn over and just plainly made him sick so he had to rush to the bathroom again and vomited once again. Only this time there was no comfort or glass of water. But he took the empty glass from before and filled it with cold water from the sink. When his stomach had settled a little he went downstairs and there was a lunch ready and waiting form him. Some dishes were on the rack dripping dry, showing Nakada had probably already eaten and cleaned up the dirty dishes. He sighed as he looked at the food and his stomach did another flip as he ran to the closest bathroom and vomited again.

He sighed and went back to the still waiting dinner feeling much better as he began to eat what he could…which was a lot. He sat back in his chair and closed his eyes his head tilted up to the ceiling as he felt the babies move around inside him not exactly doing well to his full stomach. He groaned as he thought in his head. These things are going to make me throw up once more if they keep this up. Yoko placed his hand over his mouth and over his stomach. To late. He ran to the bathroom again and…well…you know.

With Nakada

Nakada sat in her little haven after she had eaten and washed what dishes there were. She waited until it was the most appropriate time to go and wash the rest of the dishes. Like maybe…at night? She sighed as she looked up at the trees branches to look at its leaves. She knew she was asking for trouble when she agreed to look after the children without his help. But…she wanted to at least free her conscious that she had at least tried to save them.

She looked down at the ground and a tear fell from her eyes. Who am I kidding? I'm still trying to get the handle of my own powers. I can't possibly look after a child, much less two babies, while I'm still training! Nakada held her knees to her chest and silently cried into them not noticing a certain fox demon watching her.

Yoko's Pov

I watched Nakada sit there against the tree her legs against her chest with her arms wrapped around them and her head against her knees. I knew that she was crying from the scent of tears and the way her shoulders shook. Deep inside my ice frozen, dead heart, as some people have called it, I felt…pity for some reason. She already knew her fate and I couldn't do anything about it. No. I thought to myself shaking my head as I sat down at edge of a tree. I laid my arm over one brought up knee while the other leg lay straight on the ground and I pressed my hand to my stomach. It wasn't that I couldn't help her…it was that I wouldn't.

I looked back at her and saw that she had fallen asleep with her back against the tree. I sneered at her as I thought. If she loves them more than me…than she can just continue crying her eyes out! I am not going to take part in the life of our children. I stopped for a second and thought over what I had just thought. Did I just think…our children? No I didn't, and whatever these things that are inside me, living inside me, and everything…they…are…not…MY CHILDREN!

I looked back at Nakada and saw that her back was towards me. My body, of it's own accord, stood up and went over to her. I gently touched Nakada's back, wondering why I was doing this as I began to turn her and slowly, as to not disturb her and took off her shirt. A thrill went through me as I began to think I wanted to take her. But when her T-shirt came off I saw that this was not the reason when I left her bra alone. I turned her on her side and saw the claw marks I had given her a long time ago.

My eyes widened when I saw the marks had healed the best they could, but they had stayed as a scar now. I remembered I had caused that scar when I was angry because she had embarrassed me in front of my band. My hands shakily put the shirt back on her as I tried to hold in the new anger of what I remembered. I wanted to slap her, hurt her, and do anything to cause her pain. I had forgotten my feelings toward her when we kissed and when she slept with me. I stood up and walked stiffly to the bedroom.

Normal Pov

Nakada woke up instantly when she heard a roar of anger come from inside the place that made her more scared then she ever thought she could have been. At that moment she had committed herself to training hard with her abilities and read on what to suspect when the babies would come.