Hello everyone,

some days late now the next chapter.

Thanks for the reviews.

To Unknown: Thanks for the long review. But while I agree with you that Allen is too young and that it might be the wrong decision to keep the child, I think that it would be a worse trauma for him if he had to give the baby away. I am sorry if you don't like how the story might go on.

To Ryuakilover: It's not exactly like that. Like the doctor said Allen will develop a birth canal just for that which will disappear after the birth. I did it like that in my other story 'Come back to me' as well.

Disclaimer: Nope, the baby is mine but the other two aren't.

We pass the rest of our time in Japan happily with our friends. Spending time with the others and reminiscing about earlier times. Lavi leaves one day before we have to and says goodbye in his usual overdramatic attitude and with the long overdue 'Yuu' for Kanda.

And then it is time for Kanda and me to return to England as well. My belly has even grown since we arrived. And I am not happy with it! If this goes on like that, I will be a walking bulge at nine months. Right now we are standing in the front garden, saying goodbye to Linali with Komui sobbing in the background. After giving Kanda a short hug, the girl embraces me.

"I will miss you, Allen. Take good care of yourself and the little one. Call me when he is born, okay? I want a picture of him. And both of you, look after each other."

"We will, don't worry. And we will miss you too. But Kanda can keep contact."

"So can you, idiot," she grumbles and hits me softly on the head, "Don't you dare disappear again after the birth. Is that clear?"

"Yes, clear," I rub my head sheepishly.

"Good," she smiles sadly at both of us, "Goodbye then, Allen, Kanda."

"Goodbye, Linali," I say, attempting a smile while she lets me go and I walk over to Kanda.

He nods to her and puts an arm around my shoulders. She nods back. Then he turns away and leads me to the waiting taxi. He helps me in and after another look to Linali follows me. He tells the driver to bring us to the airport while I watch Komui hugging Linali, who smiles a very sad smile. I wave at her through the back window. When she disappears from my view I let my head fall onto Kanda's shoulder and cry. Overreacting again due to hormones. The raven though doesn't complain, just puts an arm around me and rubs my back. In a very distant part of my brain I nearly feel sorry for all he has to put with because of me.

The flight is not much better than the last time and I shy away from the stares I get back in England. Because of that I urge Kanda to get home as fast as we can. After we have our luggage back he supports me in walking out to his car. I lean my head against the passenger window and breathe in the familiar scent. I don't remember the drive and Kanda has to basically wake me up when we arrive at his flat. He brings me up and I fall into sleep as soon as I get into bed.

The first night is peaceful, but in the second I have problems to sleep through again. So I do the same thing I did back in Japan and pad over to Kanda's room. He only sighs and moves to one side of his queen sized bed. We had been sleeping in the same bed basically the whole two weeks we stayed in Japan. And I doubt that habit will change anytime soon, at least not before the birth.

The time is passing slowly and my pregnancy is progressing into the final month. Linali is keeping contact, constantly asking about the baby's health. Kanda is taking care of me as good as he can while still working. I found out he has a job as a graphic designer.

Apart from sleeping in the same bed, what we will eat and my health, we don't talk much. Mostly if we are in the same room, we just sit silently. I am reading or daydreaming, he is working or researching something. One day, about three weeks from the birth, he suddenly speaks up to me. I am sitting in the living room, a blanket over my lap, much like the drawing I saw in Kanda's room back then, as the door opens and to my surprise Kanda strides in.

"Oi, moyashi."

I look up to him as he crosses the room towards me until he sits down on the sofa next to me, "What is it, Kanda?"

"Well, the girl and I talked," he seems a bit uncomfortable, "It is about you."

"About me?" I cock my head to the side.

"Yeah, she is afraid that you will bloody disappear again directly after the birth of your child."

"Well, I would prefer not to, but regarding I have nowhere stay, I will have no other option but to go back on the streets. Of course you can visit me there, but – "

"No!" he interrupts me a bit too harshly, then composes himself again, "I mean, you don't bloody need to. That was exactly what we were talking about. You don't have to fucking go back out. I mean, I have enough space here and…"

He scratches the back of his head. I grin, "Start again from the beginning."

"Che. She suggested, that you stay here with me until you got a job that pays you enough, so you can buy your own home and bloody sustain yourself."

I smile brightly, "Are you serious?"

"Yes, she would never let you go back on the streets. She would rather buy you a stupid flat herself if needed."

"And what about you?" I ask a bit nervous, "Are you fine with that?"

"I agree, that we can't fucking let you go back to living on the streets," he says looking the other direction.

A pang of sadness goes through me, but I push it away, instead continue to bore and lay a hand on his shoulder, "And what about me staying here? You could afford a small apartment too."

He grumbles something incoherent and avoids my eyes, "I want you to stay here too," he mumbles.

I smile as brightly as I can, "Thank you so much Kanda. I swear one day I will pay you back for all you have done, in whatever manner you wish."

"You have already done enough with dragging me out of my stupid self-harming," he shakes his head, "We thought when the school year starts again in September you could start taking courses to get a graduation, regarding you disappeared in the middle of school and never bloody got one. Once you have finished that, you can start working and get yourself your own apartment."

I look at him, but his face is unreadable. Thinking about his actions while we were in Japan I decide to take a bold step. I take a deep breath to gather courage.

"And what if I don't want my own apartment?"

Anxiously I wait for his answer, not looking at him once. My hands are laying on my (by now) huge bulge, clenching in the material of the shirt I am wearing over it. Until suddenly I feel a hand running through my hair with a softness I wouldn't have expected from it's owner.

"Then you are welcomed to stay," he says quietly, "However I could not think of a single bloody reason why you would want that."

My eyes turn to his out of instinct. And what I see there astonishes me. He is open and the dark orbs are filled with emotion. Too much again to define them all, but I can see that there is so much care. Not only for the baby, but for myself as well.

"Maybe because I want to stay with you," I answer carefully, turning my body in his direction.

His hand wanders from my hair to my cheek. I follow his movement and lean towards him as good as my bulging stomach allows. Kanda comes towards me until our noses are nearly touching. His hand on my cheek tenses and I know that I have to take the last step first. And so I do and close the last distance and press my lips onto his. For a moment he tenses and stills but then he reacts. And kisses me back. I am doing a happy dance inside my mind. Yuu Kanda is kissing me! My long-time crush is kissing me! My hands come to rest on his shoulders and his second one wanders to my back. When we separate I lean my forehead against his.

"I love you," I smile to him, but to my shock feel him tense up.

"Moyashi," his voice seems tight, "I will do my best to love you too. But you know that my last relationship didn't exactly end in the best way, so I don't know how well I will be able to show it."

Wincing I remember Alma and what happened to him, but I only lift my hand and stroke his cheek, "It doesn't matter. It is more than I would have ever thought I would get. I thought you hated me."

"I have never hated you. I think I liked you back then already, before you bloody disappeared. That hurt quite a fucking lot back then."

"Yeah, sorry," I chuckle, but then wince again when a particular hard kick hits my ribs.

"Are you okay?" Kanda asks concerned.

"Yes," I smile at him, "The baby just kicked a bit hard."

He lays a hand on my swollen abdomen and pulls me into his arms, "About your baby…"

"What is it?" I ask, nervous about what he is going to say.

"You said you wanted to give it up for adoption once it is born," I wince at him reminding me of that, but he continues, "But I know you well enough that it will be incredibly hard for you, maybe even impossible to do that. With your stupid big heart."

"I know," I mumble and cuddle into his arms, "But why do you say that?"

"I thought that maybe you could keep it…"

"What?" my head shoots up, hope shining in my eyes. He turns his gaze away awkwardly.

"Che. I mean, you are not going to bloody go back on the streets. That was your main argument if I remember correctly. I am pretty sure we can build a stupid nursery in here. And I think you will be able to learn for school and look after him at the same time."

"You would allow me to keep him?" I ask incredulously, tears shooting into my eyes and for once it's not the hormones' fault.

"I have spent so bloody much time looking after you two to keep him alive and well, that it would really be a shame if someone else would bloody get him now," he smirks softly.

"But he is not even your son!" I say uncomfortably.

"And? It doesn't fucking matter to me. You are my partner, he is your son and I was the one who looked after you during the whole freaking pregnancy."

I can only stare at him. Where is that jerk I knew from my childhood and first took me in? Who would snap at me if I only so much as asked him something. All I can do is throw myself in his arms and cry.

"If you want that is," he finishes.

"I would love to," I sob, "There is nothing I want more than that. To stay with you and keep my child. Even if he was forced on me, I love him and I don't want to lose him. And I love you. I don't want to be apart from any of you. Thank you so much Kanda. Thank you so much."

He strokes my back while I am crying into his shoulder for the I-don't-know-how-many-th time. To finally stop me he pushes me a bit back and presses his lips on mine. My eyes slide close and I melt into the kiss. His tongue runs along my bottom lip and I allow entrance. I moan softly but the need for oxygen forces us apart again.

"I think you can repay me that way," he says softly, "Stay by my side and be there every time I need saving. And maybe one day you can give me my own child."

"Yes, yes," I lay my forehead against his, happy tears still running down my cheeks, "I would love that."

We stay like that, cuddled up on the sofa for some time until I fall asleep on his shoulder and he carries me back to bed, only waking me for dinner. In the night I snuggle into his arms with a much different feeling. I am so happy. Kanda returns my feelings and we are (sort of) a couple. I can keep my child which I grew to love over the eight months I was carrying him. When he will be born he will not be given away to some people who have no connection to him, but two parents who will love him. And maybe I will be able to give him (half)siblings one day. To finally carry a child of love. Even though pregnancy is not all that fun, I can't help but look forward to it. I fall asleep more peaceful than I have for years.

That's it for today. Thanks for reading.

Now finally some Yullen actions. Hope you liked it.

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