Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and all related characters do not belong to me. They belong to Square and Disney. Destiny and Sachiel belong to me, but Eric belongs to AnimeGoddessS.

Half a Heart – Destiny's Story

Destiny's Point Of View

Part Thirteen – The First Doctor's Visit

Author's notes: Finally, chapter thirteen. (As of 6-17-07) I have no reviews for chapter twelve! It kind of upset me and I would have been more motivated to write if I had gotten some reviews, buuuut... that's okay. I'd like to apologize ahead, because I'm too lazy to do extensive research on pregnancy, I haven't known anyone who's been pregnant (in a loooong time) and I haven't ever been pregnant, so I don't exactly know what things are supposed to be like. So please don't flame me for that! This chapter actually ended up longer than most I've been writing lately, which pwns.

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I stared at myself in the mirror, eyes narrowed to slits. I grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled it tight to get a better look at the frizzy mess.

"Ugh!" I whirled around to face Sachiel. "Look at this! Look at it!"

The blonde boy, whom was leaning in the doorway of the bathroom, rolled his eyes. He crossed his arms and turned away, shaking his head.

"What?" I frowned.

"Destiny, you look fine. Your hair just needs to be brushed."

I whimpered. "It is brushed!" I seized another fistful of my bright pink hair. "Ugh, Sachiel! I look like shit!"

"Destiny, you're so.."

"What? I'm so what, Sachiel!?" I put my hands on my hips, narrowing my eyes at the blonde boy.

"Destiny..."

"Don't you 'Destiny' me!" I growled, leaning forward. I went to open my mouth to say something, but I was cut off as Sachiel kissed me. I figured it was to shut me up, but I didn't care. "Mmph..." I giggled, looking up to him. "Sorry, Sachi'..."

"Don't call me that."

I frowned. "And why not?"

"Because, I just don't like it, okay?" He sighed softly and I felt him petting my hair. I nuzzled against him, sighing and taking a couple of deep breaths. I didn't want to get angry again and I didn't know why it kept happening.

"Okay." I pouted, looking up to him. He pecked my forehead and turned away, walking out of the bathroom without another word.

I looked at myself in the mirror again, turning sideways and sighing. I was already starting to gain weight. The scale said I weight one hundred and ten pounds. That was eight more pounds than I had weighed just a few weeks ago.

I sighed and grabbed the brush off the counter, dragging it through my hair and smoothing it with my hand, trying to get it to look better.

"Destiny, we're only going to the doctor for a checkup... we're not going to a fashion show, you don't have to look good."

"So you admit it!? I look horrible, don't I?" I whimpered, staring back into the mirror at my reflection.

"...Destiny, you look fine." Sachiel murmured, starting to get agitated with me. I could tell by the tone of his voice. "Do your makeup, get dressed, and then we're going to the doctor. We have an appointment, so we can't be late."

I glared, slamming the door. I dragged the brush through my hair a third time, still glaring at the reflection. I sighed, finally giving up on my hair as I pulled it into two pony tails. Then, I started on my makeup.

Instead of the normal makeup I wore – black, pink and other brighter colors – I went with brown eyeshadow, black mascara, and white eyeliner. If I was going to be a mother, I would have to learn to dress the part.

I didn't want to be one of those mothers you saw, trying to dress like she didn't have kids, showing her stomach and wearing skin tight jeans. Even if I was barely into my pregnancy, I figured it would take time to get used to dressing casual and not in modified leather uniforms with thigh high boots. That would have to be reserved for the bedroom.

I finished my makeup with a dash of glittery lipgloss, moving into the bedroom.

"Okay, Sachiel, I'm ready."

"Are you done slamming doors?" He turned to me, arms crossed and obviously not very amused.

"So what if I am?" I frowned, putting one hand on my hip and cocking it to the side. "Do you have a problem?"

"Destiny, are we going to fight over every little thing?"

I frowned, looking between us before giving a heavy sigh, dropping my arms limply to my side. I shook my head. "No...I'm sorry...I guess it's just hormones...I'm usually not that bad, right?"

"Right." He ran a hand through my hair softly and I smiled. I loved his touch. It was so gentle and soothing, and I couldn't help but remember when I was afraid of him. It seemed like so long ago.

"Get dressed." Sachiel pointed towards the dresser. "We need to get going, okay?"

I nodded, looking down at myself. I did need to get dressed. I was wearing a pair of baggy shorts and a pale pink t-shirt.

"Okay, but you have to leave the room. That's how we got this," I put a hand on my stomach. I wondered if he could tell I gained weight. "in the first place."

Sachiel smiled and shook his head. "I'll be outside, so you have to hurry."

I walked over to the dresser, pulling out a pair of pink and white warm-up sweats and a plain white shirt. I got dressed quickly, sighing and being careful not to mess up my hair or makeup again.

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Sachiel and I had been seated for a while, at least twenty minutes, before the doctor called us in. The blonde boy put an arm around me as we made our way to the back of the office.

They had us sit in a tiny room that was painted white. Aside from a couple of posters on the wall that illustrated the human anatomy, the walls were bare. There were two chairs in the corner and a cushioned examining table in the room as well as a small sink with cabinets attached. Unlike the walls, the cabinets were painted blue to match the chairs and examining table.

The nurse smiled, nodding her head to the table. "You may take a seat there, Miss..." She looked at the chart that I had to fill out. "Destiny."

I smiled softly and climbed up on there, kicking my feet lightly. I twisted my hands together, a little bit nervous. I had butterflies in my stomach and I didn't know what to expect. I hadn't ever been to the doctor before. At least, not for something like this. I had been when I was younger a couple of times, when I got sick, but that was the extent of my experience.

Sachiel took a seat in one of the chairs, crossing his arms and watching me fidgit.

"Something wrong,. Des'?"

I bit my lip, turning to him. "I'm a little nervous." I admitted, turning my blue eyes onto the tiled ground. The tiles were mostly white, with blue accents to match the rest of the room.

The nurse smiled at me. She was pretty. She had light green eyes and strawberry blonde hair.

"Sweetheart, don't you worry. I'll take good care of you." She smiled still, tucking one of the loose strands of hair behind her ear.

I bit my lip softly, looking over to Sachiel again before back to her, my fingers twitching over each other.

She moved to the side of me, picking some kind of black strip of material. "Hold out your arm, Miss Destiny."

I hesitated before slowly holding out my arm, looking away. I was afraid she'd hurt me. I heard her giggle.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you." She wrapped the black strip around my arm.

"It's kind of tight." I murmured, shifting uncomfortably.

"I know. It's going to get tighter. Just relax."

"Why?" I whimpered, biting my lip. "What is is it going to do?"

"Why, it's going to check your heartbeat."

I swallowed hard and looked over to Sachiel, unsure what to do. I had a heartbeat, but it was slow and faint. I didn't want to scare the poor nurse.

Sachiel shook his head. "Stay calm, Des'..." He murmured, but he seemed a little nervous as well.

The nurse started to pump air into the sleeve from a little rubber ball and I watched, wincing slightly. It almost hurt. Sachiel stood, moving over to watch as well.

The nurse frowned, looking at the reading. "Your blood pressure is really low...gosh, when he said calm, he really meant calm, huh?" She giggled softly and I let out a sigh of relief. She didn't suspect anything, which was a good thing. Then again, how many people would suspect they're giving a sixteen year old, pregnant half-heartless a checkup?

I kicked my feet, watching as she scribbled down the reading on my charts. She turned her back to me, picking up a thermometer. I looked to Sachiel again, whimpering. I knew I felt cold to the touch, so I figured that I had a low body temperature, as well.

"Open your mouth and stick this under your tongue?" The strawberry-blonde nurse smiled again. I briefly wondered how many times a day she smiled.

I nodded and took the white thermometer from her, sticking it under my tongue and praying it had a decent reading. But, even with both the slow heartbeat and the cold temperature, I didn't think she'd figure I was half-heartless. Sick, maybe. But not half-heartless.

After a minute of silence and watching the nurse mess with containers full of white cotton balls, tongue depressors and other doctor's office supplies, the thermometer went off with a loud beep, nearly making me jump.

She turned, taking it between her thumb and forefinger, examining it. She frowned, looking up to me and I immediately averted my eyes from her.

"It says here your temperature is only 96 degrees..." She frowned, studying my face. She reached up, pressing her hand to my forehead. "You feel cold, too...how strange."

"She's always had a low body temperature. Ever since I met her." Sachiel chimed in. It was the truth. Ever since he had taken my heart, way back on Destiny Islands, I had had a lower temperature. It seemed so long ago...

I nodded. "Yeah, I've had a low temperature for a while. I guess it's just my body?" I chewed my lip softly, hoping that she would believe Sachiel, at least.

"Well, then, the doctor will be in to see you shortly, Miss Destiny." She smiled and turned, walking out the door and closing it behind her.

I whimpered and looked to Sachiel. "I didn't think about them finding out you were heartless and I was half!! What happens if they do?!"

"Destiny, calm down. Do you really think that someone is going to be able to piece together that you're half heartless like that? Most people don't even think heartless can still be in human form. When you hear the word 'heartless', what do you think of?"

"...you... I frowned, wondering where he was going with this.

He rolled his eyes and gave a soft sigh, shaking his head. "No, I mean... most people think of Shadows."

"The cute ones, with the little antenna?" I smiled, putting my hands on my head like antennae.

Sachiel sighed, slumping against the wall, rubbing his temples. "God, Destiny... you don't get it sometimes, do you?"

I pouted. "Sachiel, stop being so mean!" I glared slightly at him and perked up when the door opened. I blinked, leaning towards the door to see who it was.

It was a man in his twenties. He was somewhat good looking; he had curly, brown hair. He looked from the clipboard to me and smiled softly. He had pretty brown eyes.

"Hello, Destiny...?"

I bit my lip softly and nodded. This was the doctor? I smirked softly and decided I could live with it. As long as he didn't come at me with any needles.

"That's me..." I swiveled around and pointed to the blonde heartless. "and that's Sachiel."

"I'm Eric." He smiled, leaning forward and holding out a hand to shake mine. I slowly took it and gave it a slight shake before pulling my hand back to me. He glanced at the charts. "You're pregnant, are you?"

I chewed my lip again, looking at the ground and giving a slight nod. It was embarrassing.

He nodded. "We're going to want to run some tests, to make sure you're really pregnant, yano?"

"But I took a home pregnancy test and it had a blue plus sign. So that means I'm pregnant." I murmured, looking up to him. That's what it meant, right?

"They might not always be so accurate, Destiny, yano?"

I blinked and frowned. "Well then what kind of 'tests'?"

"We'd like to draw some blood, alright?"

I bit my lip and instantly jumped off the examining table. "I'm good. Yeah, I think I'll just wait to find out."

"Destiny, you need pre-natal care if you're pregnant, yano? It won't hurt, just sit back down on the table."

I shook my head and slowly made my way towards the door. "No, no. I'm okay."

"Destiny, please sit back down. It's just going to be a little prick, okay?"

"Des', It's just a needle. I'll hold your hand if you want me to." Sachiel stood, his arms crossed. He did not look happy.

I bit my lip and shut my eyes tight to keep tears from flowing down my cheeks. Was it worth it?

"Come on, Destiny. It's not going to hurt, I promise." Eric gently put a hand on my shoulder and I looked up at him, my bottom lip quivering

"O-okay..." I whimpered, staring at the ground as I made my way to the table. With shaking arms, I hoisted myself onto the uncomfortable surface, kicking my feet. I folded my hands in my lap, trying to calm down with a couple of deep breaths.

Sachiel moved over, kissing my cheek softly. "Everything's going to be okay."

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End Part Thirteen

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Author's Notes: Sachiel has become such a sweetheart. He's so much fun to write! Please read and review, it would make my day!