The castle was quiet the entire time that Yuusuke was missing in action. After the first week people began to get restless and it wasn't until the end of the second week when Raizen and Kurama's discomfort started to show. They could always be found in a bad mood or yelling at demon's that hadn't down anything to deserve the tongue lashing.

The beginning of the third week marked the days Yuusuke would wake up before falling unconscious, waking up the next time remembering nothing.

He did awake though sometime during that week to silence, and he stayed awake this time.

"Kurama? Kurama?" He had called when he looked into the empty infirmary. It was strange to wake up all alone in a place you did not fully recognize. After double taking the room the first thing he did was allow his hand to drop down to his stomach, which was full or rather large; like a ball, a big ball that was concealed beneath the covers.

He cried out in pain though as a pain seared his stomach. He could hear his echo for seconds to come. They felt like an eternity though as his pain subsided only to come back ten fold. He almost screamed as it did.

He heard foot steps before the infirmary door crashed open, Youko standing there breathlessly before he rushed to Yuusuke's side. Pushing him down onto the bed as he grabbed hold of his hand, he ran his hands through the other man's hair as he tried to calm Yuusuke down.

"Be calm, love. The healer's on her way. It'll only be a few moments. Please bare through it."

"You should be the one baring through this!" Yuusuke screamed, "It's your child too! Why am I in all the pain!?" Kurama winced, this was the only thing he was dreading about the whole pregnancy; the labor. He felt bad for himself, even though most of his sympathy was toward Yuusuke, it was hard to hear someone you loved degrade and cuss you out; even if the word's were said in pain or anger.

"It's alright, Yuusuke, I'm here. You're lucky though, it seemed you slept through almost all of the contraptions. All you need to do now is push when you feel your body convulse." Kurama said, trying to soothe his partner.

"How the hell do you know that? AHH. Ah…ah…..Never mind I don't want to know. Just push…I can do that…I can do this." Yuusuke muttered as he screamed, pushing with all his might.

They heard a cry as the door opened again; the healer and Raizen coming through it.

"A little late, don't you think!?" Yuusuke yelled sarcastically as he pushed again; the healer running over to him, pulling the baby out.

"Dear Enma….I knew it would be painful but damn. I wasn't even awake for most of it and it still killed me." Yuusuke said panting as he entwined his finger's with his Yoko's.

"I'm so proud of you Yuusuke, you brought us a child, and…." Kurama was cut off as Yuusuke squeezed his hand and screamed again.

"Well, its obvious you'll be having more then a boy." The healer said as she had Yuusuke push again, pulling the second bundle out of him by their head.

"Another boy," The healer said as she laid him on the cot Raizen had set out.

"There better not be anymore in there," Yuusuke groaned, the healer put her hands on her stomach and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Lord Yuusuke, but there seems to be one more. On the count of three I need you to push. One…Two…Three." Yuusuke pushed as directed, screaming every obscenity he knew. The third took far longer then the first two. It was almost as if he was screaming for hours. His voice was hoarse, his throat raw. One last push he was told and he did push. A wail was heard through out the room at last and Yuusuke collapse against the bed. His breathing heavy and uncontrollable.

"It's a girl, Lord Yuusuke."

"A girl…she'll be spoiled rotted," Raizen commented and Yuusuke could only nod dumbly as Kurama chuckled.

He was a dad, he had three children. They were health and beautiful. He felt tears roll down his face and laughed.

"They're ours, Kurama, they're alive and ours." Kurama nodded as climbed onto the bed with his mate.

"Yes, Yuusuke and they're beautiful. Just like you." The dark haired boy laughed as he looked back as his children. This was why he hated the human world. This never would have happened if he had stayed in school; went on to be a business man or what not. School wasn't his way of life. Kurama was, and now his children.