Hey everyone, I am sooo sorry for this late update! Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. Thanks to all who have reviewed.

Letter Bee and Usagi-SanXMisaki: thanks I hope you haven't forgotten the story after such a long break.

GlitterBaby214: that's interesting, if you mean him having both sexes. I've read that in some stories too. Misaki's always been clearly 'male' to me though.

darkrosetears, Nanami of falling Snow, BrookieCookie17, aem8117: yeah wouldn't it be great if they could have their own. Darkrosetears: I think you're talking about IVF - it's possible in theory, but would be very dangerous for Misaki as he doesn't have his own womb (right now he's using Manami's). But it's a good idea, I'll explore that.

puppyfacetwo: I also thought they might need a maid, but then Akihiko had always managed by himself before Misaki moved in, so... :)

Chapter 6

While grocery shopping at the supermarket, Misaki passed by the baby aisle and could not resist the urge to pop in and take a look. While surveying the shelves of milk formulas and diapers, to his surprise, he spotted someone familiar in the same aisle - it was Sumi-senpai again. His lanky, bespectacled senior threw a big smile at him when their eyes met. Misaki had a strange feeling that something was not right, but he couldn't quite put a finger on it.

"Hey Misaki. What are you doing here?" Sumi asked cheerfully.

"Oh, just looking," he replied, trying to keep his voice casual.

"You don't need these things do you? Those babies aren't even yours," Sumi sneered, pointing a finger at Misaki's midsection. "Isn't it great that you don't have to worry about feeding them or changing their diapers after they're born?"

Misaki could not believe his ears. What his senior just said stung him to the core, and he felt his temper rising like steam in a pressure cooker.

"It's none of your business!" he snapped. "What are YOU doing here anyway?"

"Me?" Sumi smiled, a smug look plastered on his face. "I'm here because I'm expecting a child."

"Huh? With who?"

"With Akihiko." Sumi said the words very slowly, and to Misaki, each word was like a punch in the stomach.

"You're what? That- that can't be true! That's impossible!"

"It is possible," Sumi smiled blissfully. "I slept with your man two weeks ago and now I'm pregnant."

"No!" Misaki cried, trembling all over with rage and disbelief.

"I'm sorry. Akihiko will definitely choose me now. We're meant to be together."

"No! It can't be! NOOOOO!" Misaki screamed as his world came crashing down on him.

"I would like all of you to turn to chapter nine. Natsuko, please read the first paragraph for us." Kamijou's Sensei's voice penetrated Misaki's dream and the teenager awoke with a jerk. He exhaled with relief when he found himself in class, but his heart was still beating rapidly from the emotions he had felt from that very vivid nightmare. Raking a hand through his hair, he sat up straight and looked around.

"Chapter nine," Kaoruko, who was beside him, whispered.

"Thanks," Misaki whispered back. As he glanced up he found himself briefly meeting Kamijou's brown eyes, but his Sensei said nothing and continued teaching. Remembering their conversation earlier on, he felt a twinge of guilt for lying to his sensei about his condition, although technically, he was not the one who had lied. Through that conversation, he'd realized that Kamijou was actually a kind man, although he was gruff and hot-tempered. Not wanting to take advantage of his sensei's kindness, Misaki resolved to put all his efforts into concentrating on the lesson.

When class was over, Kaoruko was packing up when she noticed Misaki tugging at the waistband of his jeans, which were specially tailor-made for him, but were getting too tight and uncomfortable nowadays. She leaned towards him and asked in a concerned tone.

"Are you alright, Misaki-kun?"

"Yes I'm just feeling a little bloated. I've been down with gastric flu."

"Gastric flu for a few months? That sounds really bad. Have you gone to see a doctor?"

Misaki nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I'm taking some medicine now. Don't worry about me."

"I see," Kaoruko said, her dark, perceptive eyes still fixed on Misaki. There was something different about him, and she was trying to figure out what it was. For a sick person he didn't look sick. In fact his face had a radiant glow to it, and she noticed that his pretty-boy features looked somewhat... prettier than usual? The more she thought about it, the more her instincts told her something was up.

Misaki noticed himself being scrutinized and felt like a specimen under a microscope. Blushing, he quickly pulled his coat tighter around him trying to conceal his bump.

"Hey Misaki-kun... " Kaoruko asked again, carefully. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Um? What do you mean?" Misaki backed away nervously, trying to keep her at arm's length. Lying was definitely not his forte, and anyone who knew him could read him like an open book.

"Nevermind," she said. She recalled reading something in the papers a few years ago, but she wasn't sure. Time will tell, she thought. It was a tricky question and she decided not to ask him till her suspicions were confirmed. "Take care, Misaki-kun!"

"You take care too!" Relieved that she had let him off, Misaki flashed a smile as big as he could manage and waved goodbye.

After they parted, Kaoruko headed straight to the library. After doing a search she found a book titled 'Male Pregnancy', published only about a year ago. She brought the book to the couch where she made herself comfortable, flipped to the first page and started reading.

"In recent years, advancements in science has made it possible for men to incubate babies inside their bodies with a high survival rate..."

Back home, the Great Lord Usami Akihiko stared at the array of food laid out on the dinner table. There was grilled salmon, fried chicken, beef sukiyaki, soba noodles, cold tofu, pickles, miso soup, and of course, broccoli with chocolate sauce. He blinked a few times in puzzlement as he was sure he had not invited any guests over for dinner. Takahiro and Manami were out of town.

"Misaki, is all this for the two of us?"

"Yeah," said the teenager, removing his apron.

"Are you sure you're not going overboard? This looks like it's meant for a family of four."

"Well I am eating for three," explained Misaki, settling down at the table. "Come on, let's tuck in. I'm starving! Itadakimasu!"

"Itadakimasu," echoed Akihiko as he picked up a pair of chopsticks and dug into the food with a bemused smile. Both ate in silence for a few minutes, and then the older man spoke.

"How was school today?"

"Okay," said Misaki in between slurps of soup.

"Kamijou the Devil been giving you any trouble?"

"Nope. He leaves me alone now!"

"Good. And how about that crazy cousin of mine? Is she still pestering you?"

"Kaoruko-san's a nice girl, really. She's just concerned."

The ringing of the author's cell phone disrupted their conversation. He took one glimpse at the number, sighed and looked as if he were debating whether to answer it or not. Finally he did. The shrill female voice at the other end was so loud that Misaki could hear it. Akihiko replied with only grunts and monosyllables, and when the conversation ended he switched off the phone.

"Who's that?" Misaki asked. He had demolished his meal in minutes and was heading to the fridge for some green tea ice cream.

"That woman's bugging me about the manuscript again."

Misaki offered the tub of ice cream to Akihiko, who declined with a wave of his hand. "Sorry Usagi-san," he said softly. "It's all my fault that you have to do the housework and everything and now you're behind in your work."

"Nah, it's not your fault," Akihiko said nonchalantly, running his gaze over the teenager, his eyes resting on his slightly protruding belly.

"Hmm. You are starting to show," Akihiko commented. "Time to take leave from school."

"Ah, um... yeah I guess I have to," Misaki said contemplatively. "I hope I don't fail this year, though... it's already so hard to concentrate in class."

"Don't worry about that. I'll coach you."

"But you're already so busy with your writing! I really don't want to trouble you further."

Akihiko was about to reassure Misaki that it was no trouble, but paused when he saw his beloved's huge green eyes grow even larger.

"What's the matter?"

"They," Misaki gasped, pressing a hand to his stomach. "They're moving!"

"Eh?" Akihiko reached out and placed his hand on Misaki's bump. "I don't feel anything. Are you sure it's not gas?" he said jokingly.

"Stupid Usagi, I swear I felt them move!" Misaki cried, and stilled himself when the fluttering sensation arose again. For the next few minutes he sat rooted to the chair in a daze, his heart thumping with excitement. He simply could not wait to update his brother and sister-in-law.

After doing the dishes, Misaki went upstairs and locked himself in the bedroom, thankful to have some privacy at last. With a tired sigh he sat on the bed and rummaged his bag for the item he had secretly slipped out of school to buy. For the past few days, his chests had become so unbearably sore that he couldn't get a good night's sleep. Massaging them didn't help, so after doing some research, he had gone and forced himself to overcome the embarrassment of buying an electric breast pump. He shuddered as he recalled how the old lady at the checkout counter had looked at him strangely for about two seconds, and that had been the longest two seconds of his life.

But first, he had to figure out how the thing worked. After looking through the instruction manual, he managed to assemble the device and plug it into electricity. Each pump was attached to its own plastic bottle and Misaki wondered what the hell he should do with the stuff after pumping it out, was he supposed to keep it in the fridge or something? And what would Usagi-san say about that? He finally decided he would throw it away. With slightly shaky hands he removed his shirt and gingerly rubbed the slightly swollen area around his left nipple, hesitating a little before placing one of the pumps on himself. When he switched it on, the loud whirring sound of the motor startled him for a moment.

"Misaki! What are you doing in there?" Akihiko's voice resonated from outside the room.

"Shit! This thing's too loud!" Misaki muttered and hastily switched it off. The bedroom door flew open, making him jump. He had forgotten that Akihiko had a spare key to the bedroom. He scrambled to hide the breast pump away, but it was too late. Akihiko's gaze fell upon the unfamiliar looking device, but it didn't take too long for him to figure out what it was, and a look of understanding came over his face.

"Misaki, why didn't you tell me you needed my services?" he asked as he approached the half naked teenager.

"Wh-What are you talking about? I wasn't doing anything," Misaki protested.

"Humph," Akihiko smirked. "I know what you were doing, and I can make you feel better."

"No... don't!" Misaki cried as the older man pushed him against the bed frame and firmly restrained his hands. Struggling in vain to escape Akihiko's steel grip, he flinched when Akihiko clamped his lips over his left nipple and whimpered when the man began to suck. As his lover's mouth worked, Misaki felt the pressure in his chest ease a little, and soon it stopped aching so much. Akihiko released his mouth, leaving a thin trail of whitish liquid running down Misaki's body.

"Does it feel better now?" Akihiko asked.

The teenager nodded reluctantly, turning as red as a beetroot. He glanced down at the mess he had created and stood there freaking out. Oh my god, I can't believe this ... stuff just came out of my body.

"Good."

"Uh... how... how about..."

"The other one?" Akihiko offered and closed his mouth over Misaki's other nipple. When he had finished, Misaki sighed with relief and cleaned himself up with a tissue. As his lover sauntered out of the room, he put on his shirt hurriedly, and then dismantled the pump, washed it and put it away. In a few minutes Akihiko was back with a stack of papers in his hand.

"These are for you," the man said, grinning. "Feel free to leave one at my computer whenever you need to."

Misaki looked at what Akihiko offered him and realized they were the 'request coupons' that Akihiko had printed for him some time ago. Knowing that Misaki was shy about discussing intimate acts, the older man had come up with an idea to make it easier for Misaki to 'request' some tender loving care without having to speak up. He frowned when he saw that the newly added coupons read 'suck my nipples'.

"No way!" Misaki cried, pushing the author away.

"Why use that machine when I can do it much better? Didn't it feel good?" Akihiko argued.

"Argh shut up! I don't want to hear anymore!" Misaki clapped his hands over his ears as he scuttled over to the bed.

"Fine, your choice," Akihiko shrugged and turned around to leave the room.

"Um... Usagi-san?" Misaki called out in a more conciliatory tone.

"Yes?"

"Thank you," he said somewhat reluctantly.

"For what?" Akihiko looked back at him with his usual expressionless face.

"Baka. You know what I'm thanking you for," said Misaki, rolling his eyes in exasperation.

"But I want you to say it out loud," said Akihiko as he strode towards Misaki and held his face with his hands. "You want to thank me for?"

"For...for... " Misaki stopped and felt the color rise to his cheeks.

"Ha. Damn you, always seducing me inadvertently," Akihiko whispered as he held Misaki's face, drawing a soft gasp. Akihiko sealed his lips over his beloved's while sliding his fingers into the soft brown hair. Misaki didn't resist this time, clutching his lover's shirt tightly as their mouths locked in a deep, passionate kiss. His own heart was beating like a sledgehammer and the sensations were running amok through his body. When he felt Akihiko's hand on his lower back, he shuddered, pressed himself against Akihiko and felt the man's arousal against his slightly swollen belly. Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he withdrew from the embrace, gazing at Akihiko with his shimmering emerald eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Akihiko asked, breathing a little hard.

"Usagi-san... why do you love me?"

"I don't know. I just do."

"But- ugh don't touch me there! I mean, there must be a reason why you chose me. I'm just a regular guy." But now I'm turning into a woman, eek.

"You don't need a reason to love someone," Akihiko said plainly.

"But why me?" Misaki persisted. "Why not... uh... Sumi Senpai?" The two nightmares about his senior had awakened his insecurities and he simply couldn't hide them anymore.

"Sumi?" Akihiko frowned. "Why did you mention that guy? You just killed my mood."

"Whatever," Misaki huffed. "I'm going to lie down for a while. Don't disturb me!" He flopped on the bed and threw the blanket over his head, pretending to be annoyed, but feeling secretly happy inside.

That's all for now. The 'request coupons' idea is from the manga :)

To be continued...

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