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Chapter6: Ultrasound

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Why was she so nervous?

Sakura sat at the passenger seat, next to Syaoran who was trying to drive, trying in vain to see through the heavy rain. Sakura could hear him mutter indistinct sentences, occasionally hearing words "how did it get so hard" and "crap if this keeps up we'll be late". Sakura smiled, his voice helping her soothe her nerves. She placed a hand gently on her slowly swelling abdomen.

She was going to find out… find out if her first baby would be a girl or a boy… or both… she smiled. She could picture them so clearly in her head, if a boy, most than likely inherit the traditional Li men hair-she stole a glance at Syaoran's un kept hair and smiled. If a girl, she imagined her to have her own hair, long, smooth, and silky. She didn't care much about their eye color. If they had gotten her emerald, it would give them the shine of innocence babies have… and if they had inherited their father's burning ambers… she felt a warm glow, then they would have thousands of wonderful emotions, all hidden and burning underneath the glowing orbs.

She fingered the cell phone that was held in her hand. Barely 10 minutes had passed since she had called her father to tell him the good news. Of course Touya was less than happy…

Flash Back

"Konnichiwa… is Otou-san home?" Sakura said softly into the cell phone. They had just pulled out of the drive way when the hard and fast pitter patter of the rain had fallen onto the roof top.

"Sakura?" a deep male voice came from the receiver.

"Otou-san, it's me, how are you?" Sakura greeted, smiling to hear her father's voice.

"Oh splendid, is something wrong? You just called me a few weeks ago." Fujitaka Kinomoto expressed his concern. Sakura smiled slightly, the idea of telling her father he would be a grandfather in a little bit more than half a year warmed her heart.

"Otou-san I have something to tell you." Sakura said. Fujitaka could hear the concealed excitement in her voice,

"Hang on, I'll get Touya." He said, mentioning her over protective older brother. Before Sakura could utter a No Touya Kinomoto had appeared,

"What now kaijuu, have you destroyed so many buildings they're sending you back to us?" Touya's teasing voice came. Sakura grew red,

"Sakura no kaijuu!" she screamed into the cell phone, she felt Syaoran's look at her and blushed, mouthing a sorry.

"Anyways, before TOUYA had to interrupt me, I was going to tell otou-san something. But since you're hear too… might as well include you." She said dryly, Fujitaka chuckled, "As I was saying… I'm… well I'm kind of two and a half month pregnant." She said quietly. It was an ear splitting silence on the other line…

"WHAT!" Touya roared. Sakura held the phone away from her ear, her ear drums ringing, even Syaoran had to wince, hearing the voice through the phone. "You're what!"

"Sakura, you're not joking are you?" Fujitaka said excitedly,

"No otou-san I'm not. I really am 2 and half months pregnant. Xiao Lang and I are on are way to the ultra sound." Sakura said. Fujitaka smiled, hearing how close she was getting to him, he had thought he arrange marriage was probably a bad idea.

"Let me speak to that Chinese gaki, how dare he?" Touya said hotly. Sakura frowned,

"Touya I'm 29, not 9, I can take care of myself you know." Sakura retorted, "And you should know now that I have another human being I have to take care of-yes another human being-I will take care of myself with extra precaution." Touya grumbled angrily on the other line, "I suggest you get ready yourself to become an uncle, Uncle Touya." Sakura giggled. She could tell Touya softened, the grumbling stopped,

"You take care of yourself Sakura. If that baka dare hurt one hair on you, I'm flying right over." Touya warned softly. Sakura nodded, not retorting back at him, knowing he meant well.

"I will onii-chan, give the phone back to Otou-san." Sakura ordered. Touya grumbled, before closing the line.

"Oh Sakura I am so happy!" Fujitaka exclaimed. Sakura smiled,

"I'm glad. I have to go now Otou-san, we're almost there. I'll call once I find out." Sakura said. Fujitaka nodded, saying his good byes.

End of Flash back

"Sakura, we're here" Syaoran said, breaking into her day dream. Sakura nodded, her throat constricted, not allowing a single peep to escape. Syaoran exited the car, before walking to the passenger side. He opened the door and peered down, seeing Sakura hadn't moved an inch. He couldn't blame her, she was nerve wracked.

"Come on." He said softly, taking her hand into his, gently bringing her up. However, Sakura hadn't expected that from him and before she knew it, she was pulled off her seat. She grunted, feeling herself collide with him, his arms automatically wrapping around her waist, preventing her to fall.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Sakura apologized quickly, taking her face away from his chest, blushing deeply. Syaoran shrugged, allowing her to move away from him, but not letting go her hand. It felt like he didn't want to.

"Come on, let's go." He said, leading her into the high white building. Her heart pounded against her rib cage painfully.

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Sakura sat on one of the many chairs in the office. There were other pregnant woman in there, some were younger than her! They all seemed to be filling out forms and waiting, she had a feeling they'd be here for a long time, considering the amount of people here. Her eyes fell upon a falling magazine; a healthy baby boy on the cover was smiling up at her, his first few teeth starting to poke its way out. She smiled when she saw the picture, picking it up and flipped through it. There were so many things, different clothing, toys, beddings, beds, pacifiers. She never knew a baby would need so many stuff.

"Sakura," Syaoran came up to her. Sakura looked up, expecting him to sit down, "We're up, come on." Sakura looked around, had she read for that long? The other women were still there,

"But there are other people." She pointed out. Syaoran nodded,

"I made a pre made appointment, we're seeing a specialized doctor." He said, seeing her uneasy expression he added, "It's the Li Family doctor... he's more experienced and is more professional in the area." Sakura smiled, relaxing. Once in the room, Sakura sat on the bed while Syaoran stood by the chair.

"No don't worry, it's nothing bad. They're just going to ask you some questions, how you feel and stuff. Then they'll start the ultrasound, everything should go fine so it shouldn't take longer than 10-15 minutes, if you have any questions you should ask them." Syaoran said, pacing up and down. Sakura couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"Are you having the baby or am I?" Sakura joked. Syaoran cracked a small smile, before settling down on to the chair beside the doctor table. Sakura rubbed her stomach fondly, still unable to picture herself carrying a life.

"Are you nervous?" Syaoran asked gently, watching her baby featured face smile. Sakura shook her head,

"No, I guess I'm just shocked, I haven't imagined myself to be able to carry a life in me, now I am and I can't think of anything better I want to do." She answered softly, her emerald eyes gleaming. Syaoran nodded,

"I am. It's my first time being a father and I don't know if I can do a good job. I wasn't much of a good husband earlier and I'm afraid the baby won't like me." Syaoran confessed sheepishly. Sakura laughed,

"I'm sure you'll be fine, and besides…" Sakura blushed softly, "you have 7 months to make up for the past 6 months of your ruthlessness to me." Syaoran laughed an actual sincere laugh. Sakura beamed, this wasn't as bad as she had thought, perhaps… just perhaps she could get through this… they could get through this…together.

"Sorry I took a while." The doctor said, coming in with a clip board. Sakura was slightly surprised to find out the doctor was a woman. She seemed slightly familiar… she had long ruby red hair and gentle red eyes…

"Doctor Kaho?" Sakura said in surprise. Kaho smiled,

"Yes, I'm glad you remembered me. Well I'm glad this time your husband is with you." She said motioning to Syaoran, "He has hired me to be your doctor through your time of pregnancy. He said he knew you won't be comfortable with a male doctor." Sakura smiled, even Syaoran managed to crack a small smile.

"Now, Mrs. Li, I need you to lie down on the bed, don't worry, it will be fine." Kaho assured her, once Sakura did so she nodded, "Good. Now I need you to lift your shirt, just to expose your belly." Sakura blushed, the thought of Syaoran seeing her-even though it was just her belly- was kind of embarrassing. Sensing her uneasiness, Syaoran stood up,

"Ah I can go out if you want." Syaoran offered, hand on the door handle. Sakura could see the confused face on her doctor's face and shook her head,

"No, it's all right. You're the father…You can stay, no problem." Sakura said softly, her face still slightly red. Syaoran nodded, sitting down. In truth he felt himself grow warm as well, but hid it well. Lifting her shit, she could see the bump on her stomach more clearly.

Kaho gently ran her hand around her stomach, occasionally pressing on it gently, asking if she had any discomforts or any thing that made her uncomfortable, all answers came negative. Kaho smiled,

"Well everything seemed to be in order… would you like see if we can see the baby?" she asked. Sakura nodded eagerly, sending a quick glance at Syaoran to see the same concealed joy in his face. Kaho smiled, taking put a pair of latex gloves. She squeezed clear gel onto her palm before smothering it over her stomach. Sakura shivered slightly, the contact of the cool gel against her warm skin.

Soon, the screen showed a digital image of her child… their child… as Kaho scanned around her stomach. She felt a wreath of joy and happiness watching the small object move, an object that was soon to be a life.

"I… its beautiful…" Sakura said softly, prickle of tears in her eyes. Syaoran couldn't take his eyes off the screen. Here he was, supposedly upset that he had broken up with his girlfriend, watching the miracle of life grow inside the woman he was supposed to love… and he felt proud. He knew he wasn't suppose to, especially when the reason the child came to life was a mistake. He winced, he didn't want to think that the child was created from a mistake, this child was his… theirs and he was proud. He was proud and that was that.

"Can… we well if it's a girl of boy?" Syaoran croaked. Kaho nodded, scanning further… until something caught their eyes…

"What's that?" Syaoran said sharply, noticing another something in Sakura's womb. Sakura's eyes widened in realization,

"Kami-sama is that what… oh lord…" Sakura felt more tears fall down her eyes. Syaoran looked at her, concerned something was wrong,

"Sakura, is something wrong?" he asked, Sakura sobbed, chocking,

"Xiao Lang… they're, they… we're…" she stuttered. Syaoran waited, thinking something was wrong with their child.

"Nothing's wrong Sakura. They're beautiful, perfect in everyway." Syaoran assured her strongly. Kaho smiled fondly, he was such a supportive husband. Sakura sobbed harder, shaking her head,

"No, it's… it's not that… it's… we… Xiao Lang you might want to sit down." Sakura offered, wiping the tears off her face. Her eyes lingered longer on the screen as it showed 2 blobs of something.

"Sakura…" Syaoran said, Sakura looked up, a twinkle of joy in her eyes, she bit her bottom lip, not knowing how to tell him,

"Syaoran… I'm carrying two children." Sakura said softly, when he said nothing she thought she hadn't said it loud enough, "Syaoran I'm carrying twins…" she said again… again he said nothing and she started to think he didn't want twins. Loudly, she said again, her eyes directly connecting to his,

"Li Xiao Lang, we're going to have twins."

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A/N: Wow, what a way to end the chapter. Again sorry for the late update, very busy. I know this is short from my usual length, I hope you can bear with me. Until then.