A/N: Mokimo, the entire rest of this fic is dedicated to you because you put up with my nearly year dryspell on this fic. In other words-- review like the wind and get my ass moving.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket.

Seahorses

"Rat, I need to speak with you." Kyou whispered, taking his place inconspicuously behind Yuki.

The cursed rat boy didn't turn, but smirked, "I heard Kagura was looking for you quite frantically." He took the clothespin off of his shirt and pinned it on Kyou's sleeve. "I would suggest you not stay on one place for too long... she may be fantasizing about her own baby shower."

Kyou scowled at the women in front of him, particularly the lady from the day spa. "I'm sooooo sorry!" She shouted left and right.

"She's got a better chance of hooking up with Hiro." he grumbled. "I really need to talk to you, though. It's about the baby."

Yuki raised his eyebrows, "Does this involve me talking to Akito...?"

"Yuki, let me explain myself before you jump to conclusions..." His tone was serious and quiet.

For once, Yuki listened, and turned to Kyou, "Once the party is over," He narrowed his eyes, "I will discuss it with you. For now, let it rest." He smirked again, "And duck."

"What?"

"KYOU-KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN" Kagura choked the neko, and continued screaming, as Yuki stood by, snickering.

Shigure held Hatori tight, though feeling a bit awkward as this was the first time he'd ever needed to comfort the man. His stoicism usually implied that he'd never need to be comforted like this. However, his gender once seemed to imply the impossibility of him falling pregnant. "Tori... This will work out." He rubbed the man's swolen stomach. "She will be healthy, happy and with two great fathers. I have a feeling this will be fine." He used his other hand to stroke the man's chestnut locks.

"Gure, I don't know that it will. Why did I ever think this idea was ok?" He adjusted his foot, into the root of the tree they had hid under. "This is one of the few mistakes I've made... like Kana..."

The inu held him tighter, still and breathed in his scent, "Hatori, don't think like that. Think how wonderful this little girl's life will be!"

"It will be a boy." Hatori lowered his head, "I know it will be a boy."

Pressing a kiss to his temple, Shigure fell into silence, knowing she wouldn't be able to deter Hatori's thoughts. All he could do was pray for a miricle.

After being thrown off from Kyou, and abandoned yet again, Kagura stroked the foremost lock of her hair as she sat with her knees drawn up, crying. She thought to herself sadly, 'Kyou will never love me... but I cannot stop loving him...' A tear trickled down her cheek, hearing a joy-filled uproar from the next room. 'I have to stop myself.'

"Oi, Kagura! What are you crying like a baby for? The only baby here is in Hatori's belly!" Hiro laughed cruelly. "I bet its because Kyou took off again. Why don't you just acce-"

"Hiro..." A small voice from the corner rang, "You're being mean again..."

He turned around, his cheeks instantly reddening in shame, "Kisa... I-I'm sorry. I just... she's crying."

Her voice neither lowered nor heightened. "Well maybe... if she's crying, something is bothering her... would you make fun of me if I were crying?"

Hiro's eyes widened, "No, Kisa!"

"Leave her alone, Hiro... how would you feel if I didn't like you?" She took his hand and departed, leaving Kagura, once again on her own.

"What if Kyou loved me like Hiro loves Kisa"

"THANKYOU FOR COMING EVERYONE! WE APPRECIATE YOUR PRESENCE, GO HOME NOW!" Ayame hopped down the street flamboyantly, not missing Hatori and Shigure's sweet moment beneath a tree surrounded by bushes. He ushered everyone away, and allowed the two prospective parents to have their time alone. It was time he look for his young brother and the neko child to clean up!