Heyy reader! How's it going? So, last read we found out that our lovely Aya was having a little baby girl. Now, I didn't get any requests on names so I chose a few of my own and had some of my friends vote on them. I won't spoil anything, but you will find out the name in this chapter. What do you guys think will happen? How will the pregnancy go? How will the birth go? How will life go?
So, without further a do, let's make it do what it do-
"Look at this one." Anna said softly, holding up a little black dress with sheer straps and tutu skirt.
"Let's get it." I smiled and ruffled her white hair.
Today Anna and I were on a shopping trip. The boys all had some really big assignment that I couldn't go on of course. I was about seven months now and freaking huge. Ok, maybe not like giant, but still big. I looked like I had a fully aired up basketball under Yata's t-shirt that I was wearing. Anna and I were looking for little dresses, stuffed animals, little extras we could use.
"I like this one too." She said and held up a little red bodice dress with thin straps and sheer fabric over the silky layer under it.
"Put it in the basket." I said.
I found a little onesie that said "Skater Not Hater" on it and another one that had a skateboard bent into a heart. We had a few more back at the bar. Kusanagi and the guys had some made with the HOMRA symbol, HMR, and Red Clan printed on them. Akagi had even bought the baby a red and black tutu and even a few hoodies and zippers with HMR on them. This kid was going to have a tone of clothes.
Anna picked up a few leggings and shirts, and she even picked out some more plushies. We even spotted a little skateboard plushy. Yata was sure to love that one. We paid for everything and the left the store. We were almost back at the bar when I got a shiver down my spine and the odd feeling that someone was following us. I grabbed Anna's hand out of motherly instinct and looked from the corner of my eye. I didn't see anyone.
"Well, it seems Misaki didn't listen in sex education." Fucking monkey.
"Anna, go to the bar." I said.
"But-"
"Go to the bar and if Yata is there tell him where I am." I know I shouldn't give orders to my clan's king-queen-but Anna was only twelve and my instincts were telling me to get her the hell out there. She nodded and went on her way. I turned around and saw the fucking monkey perched up on one of the buildings.
"What do you want, Monkey." I snapped. I don't think I was all that intimidating with a huge fucking stomach, but hey! I tried.
"Aren't you just the little piggy." He sang, ignoring my question.
"I wouldn't hint at my weight if I were you." I growled.
"Where is Misaki at?" Fushimi asked, picking at his nails.
"I don't know." I answered, glaring daggers at him.
Monkey looked up and jumped down from his perch. He was now standing too close to me for comfort. His smile was more of a snarl now and it freaked me out. I started heating up, ready to protect myself if needed.
"Don't start with me, Monkey." I snapped. "My hormones could kill."
"Where is Misaki?" He asked again.
"None of your damn business." I spat.
Fushimi went for my throat, but I blocked it and went to hit him in the face. It was harder to move now that I was carrying extra weight. I couldn't kick up, but I did spin around and catch him between the shoulder blades with my elbow. He turned and back handed me. I stumbled back, furious and really worried about him hitting me in the stomach.
"Monkey!" I heard Yata and saw him fly out on his board. He nearly caught Fushimi across the face with one of his wheels, but just barely missed him and landed in front of me. "Are you ok?" He asked, checking out my cheek where the monkey had back handed me.
"I'm fine. It'll just be a bruise." I said and pulling his hand away. "He was looking for you." I told him and glared in the monkey's direction.
"Go back to HOMRA." He growled, glaring at Fushimi.
"Not unless you come with me." I argued. I wasn't going anywhere without him.
"Aya-"
"Yata, I'm not leaving you." I snapped. I grabbed his hand and made him look at me. "Just come back to HOMRA with me. Either that or I'm fucking staying right here."
"Ayame, go back to HOMRA." He demanded.
"Then come with me." I said stubbornly.
"Aya-"
"Yata for once just fucking listen to me!" I yelled and grabbed his shoulders. "This douche is just aging you on. Just come back to HOMRA with me and leave it alone. Think of me and the baby. If you get into it with him it gives Scepter Four a reason to lock you up. What the hell am I going to do with you imprisoned?" I was begging, really begging this time. I really needed him to just drop it and be the bigger man this time.
He looked at me in the eyes and then grunted. He turned around and glared. "Go fuck off, Monkey." He snapped and grabbed my hand. He pulled me as close as he could and then we took off on his board. We came to a halt as soon as we reached HOMRA's doors. He helped me off the board and kicked it up. I turned to go inside, but he pulled me back looking at my forming cheek bruise. I could see the hate bubbling up in his eyes and his immediate regret for leaving.
"Yata, I'm fine." I whispered, reaching up and grabbing his hand.
"No you aren't." He snapped. "That fucking pussy hit you to get to me. You're pregnant, Ayame. You should have come back with Anna instead of staying out there by yourself." He was angry. I didn't blame him. I would be to.
"I knew you'd come for me." I said softly, and pressed my head against his. "Yata, I know you'll always come for me."
"You can't do shit like that anymore. No until the baby is born." He sighed and held my head to his chest.
"I won't." I sighed and rested into him.
"Misaki's home!" A small boy who looked an awful lot like Yata chanted and flung himself around Yata's neck. Minoru was a lot like his older brother. He had the same choppy uneven chestnut brown hair and amber eyes. He had the same temper most times too. He had picked up on Yata's sweater and skater shorts fashion, but you could tell his mom tried to make him wear different things. Today she had him in t-shirt and shorts.
"He brought Ayame!" Megumi cheered. Little Megumi was sweet...unlike her brothers. She was always so kind and playing with dolls and drawing. She was so cute with her long curly short brunette hair. She had the same eyes and hair her brothers had, but more delicate look about it all. She was a little lighter than the two and was always in dresses and carrying around his little rabbit I found to absolutely adorable.
Megumi ran up to me and then looked at my swollen stomach. She smiled and rubbed it softly. "Little Misame." She whispered, her eyes wide and smile spread across her face. "When do we get to see her?" She asked me looking up at me.
"Soon," I laughed.
"We hope so." I heard the oh-so familiar soft spoken voice. "Ayame, you look beautiful." Yata's mom smiled sweetly and gave me a big hug.
"Really? I feel like a big balloon." I chuckled and hugged her back. "It's great to see you, Mitomi."
"Hey, Mom." Yata smirked and hugged his delicate mother.
Mitomi Yata was a beautiful woman and I only prayed I aged like her. She was so delicate and smooth when it came to things, but she could be just as badass as her son when she needed to be. She had the same slightly curly choppy chestnut brown hair and amber eyes her son had. She had a nice casual sun dress on that showed her skinny and perfect figure well. She barely needed any makeup with how naturally pretty she was. Megumi looked just like her.
"Why don't you two come in and sit down. I know you've got to be tired, Aya." She said with a sweet smile on her face. I nodded and followed her to the living room I had been in plenty of times. Megumi sat right next to me, asking me all kinds of questions about the baby. I found it adorable how curious she was. I watched as Minoru pestered his brother about all kinds of things... mostly skateboarding.
"Please, Misaski! I want you to teach me how to do that cool flip you do on your skateboard." Minoru begged. I laughed at how Yata flinched every time his brother said his first name. He hated it, but Minoru was too young to understand that.
"Yata, go show him." I chuckled.
"But-"
"He wants to spend time with you. Go." I said and gave him a smile. "I'm fine. Plus your mom's here if I need anything." He looked at me and then groaned. He let Minoru drag him off and outside. I laughed at the sigh of Yata being dragged off by a ten year old and then turned my attention to the seven year old rubbing my belly.
"Here you go." Mitomi reappeared with a cup of tea. "How have you been feeling? Is she kicking a bunch?"
"Oh my God, yes." I exhaled. "I think she thinks my rib cage is some kind of kicking post." I rubbed my side where she kicked constantly. It was so sore.
"Yata was a kicker." She laughed and patted the exact same side I was. "And when his dad use to talk it was like he kicked more."
"Tomoyo?" I raised a brow. Tomoyo Yata wasn't Yata's biological father, and Yata didn't talk about that guy much anyways. All I really knew was that the man existed, but Yata and Mitomi had nothing to do with him.
"No, sadly Tomoyo wasn't a part of the picture then." She sighed. "Koda Akagami was his name and the only good thing that came out of him was Misaki." She looked down at her cup and then up at me. "But when I was pregnant it seemed every time he talked or got even a little rowdy, Yata would start kicking like a rabbit.
"Misame is the exact same way." I sighed. "Even if he gets only a little loud she starts kicking at my ribs like she's breaking out. It's killing my back."
"You only have how many more weeks before she's out?" Mitomi asked, sipping her tea.
"Actually, it's more like how many more days." I admitted. "Dr. Mira says Misame is ahead of schedule and she thinks she'll be coming sooner than we thought." I rubbed my swollen belly and smiled. Soon she'd be here and I could finally see her.
"Where'd you did you get her name?" Megumi asked suddenly.
I smiled and said, "One of our friends was making a joke and combined our name. I don't know, I just liked it and it kind of stuck." I remember when everyone was sitting around, joking, and just goofing off. Rikio was trying to be funny and started trying to combine our names. Kusanagi just randomly said Misame and I immediately fell in love with it. Mis from Misaki and ame from Ayame. It was perfect. 50% Yata and 50% me.
"I like it." Megumi sighed and started rubbing my stomach. "I want her here now." She admitted.
"I think Ayame does to, honey." Mitomi laughed. "I think we all do."
"I know all of our friends do and so does Yata." I added. "Yata can't wait for her to get here. All he does is ask if I'm going into labor, if the baby is coming." I rubbed my stomach and smiled down at it. Suddenly a sharp pain hit me and I sucked in a breath. "Whow." I exhaled.
"What's wrong?" Megumi asked. "Did she kick again?"
"I don't think that was Misame, actually." I admitted, breath through the passing pain. "Mitomi, what did it feel like when you went into labor?"
"Megumi, go get your brothers." Mitomi shot up and rushed to my aid.
"But-"
"Now." She ordered and her daughter followed suit. "Ok, has your water broke?" She asked. As soon as the words left her mouth I felt a wetness between my legs.
"It has now." I grunted, squeezing her hand as another contraction passed.
"Oh boy." Mitomi muttered under breath and handed me my tea. "Here, drink some more and try and relax ok? I'm going to go get the car keys."
Yata came rushing in, Megumi and Minoru behind him. "What's going on?" He snapped, kneeling down to my side. "Is the baby ok? Are you ok?"
"Misame is coming! Misame is coming!" Megumi cheered, clapping her hands together excitedly. Yata's eyed bugged out of his head and looked around frantically.
"We didn't bring any of the-"
"Call. Kusanagi." I said through deep breaths. Mitomi had disappeared to look for her keys, Megumi and Minoru were sitting behind Yata bouncing around in excitement, and Yata was frantically dialing on his watch. Every other number he messed up and cursed to himself. He finally got it down and the dial tone only rung twice before Kusanagi answered.
"Hello?"
"Baby is coming!" Yata frantically said, wincing when I squeezed his hand again.
"Ok, what can I do?" Kusanagi asked, probably stopping whatever he was doing (cleaning a glass).
"I, uh..." Yata looked at me and shrugged. He didn't know why he was calling. My amazingly stupid boyfriend ladies and gents.
I groaned and yanked his wrist towards my mouth. "I need you to go upstairs and in the baby's closet is an overnight bag. Grab it. It has everything we need. Just bring it to the hospital." I said through deep breaths. This contraction was not passing!
"Alright. Got it." He said calmly and then hung up.
"Ok, guys. Let's go." Mitomi suddenly reappeared, keys in her hand and purse on her shoulder. "Ayame, can you walk?"
"Hmmhm." I nodded and let Yata help me up. We walked slowly to the car and then piled in. Mitomi sped off, going just about as fast as Yata on his board during a fight. And that's fucking fast. We arrived at the hospital pretty fast and they had me in a room not long after that. They told me I was not far from delivery and said it was a little late for any drugs...which fucking sucked. I wanted to kill Yata once the pain started getting really bad. Have any of you girls had like really bad cramps? Like super bad ones where you couldn't even get out of bed they hurt so bad? Yeah, times that by like a hundred and then you have birth.
They let Kusanagi and Anna come back and see me. Anna clung to me even while I was in bed, her eyes on my stomach the whole time. Kusanagi made some care free jokes, trying to lighten my spirits. He dropped the overnight bag next to the bed and said he had checked it twice to make sure everything was in it. I thanked him. They sat in the room for a little while, Anna not wanting to leave me. Megumi and Minoru kept pestering an already nerve shot Yata, and Mitomi had to take them out of the room and down to the cafeteria before Yata ripped their heads off.
"Gah!" I groaned as yet another contraction hit me. I scrunched up and held my stomach tightly. "Yata, I'm going to fucking kill you." I seethed. Anna placed a hand on my stomach and rubbed it a bit.
"What can I do?" Yata asked, raking his hand through his ruffled hair.
"Water." I groaned as the pain started to subside. "Get me some water." I exhaled and laid back on the pillow.
"Anna, why don't we go get that for Aya. Ok?" Kusanagi suddenly stood up, revealing the doctor behind him.
"Ok." She said softly and followed after him.
"Well, Ayame, I think it's time to start pushing." Dr. Mira said just after the door closed. "We've got to get little Misame here."
"Ok." I gulped, holding tightly onto Yata's hand.
After two hours of pushing and fucking excruciating pain, Misame Yata was finally her. She came out seven lbs and one ounce, seventeen inches long, and completely healthy. She had her dad's chestnut hair and both of our amber eyes. She was absolutely perfect. They had her bundled up in a little pink blanket and they finally let visitors in.
"Oh, she looks just like you, Misaki." Mitomi tears up as she held her first grandchild. She was the first to hold her. Being the grandmother gave her that right. "She's got your hair and nose." She said and ran a finger over Misame's little nose. "She's got your eyes Ayame and your mouth." She laughed, tears brimming her eyes.
"Mamma, we want to see!" Minoru said, tugging at his mother's shirt.
"Is it ok if they hold her?" She looked up at me and asked.
"If they sit down." Yata answered. He had his arm draped over my shoulder, a smile on his face. They doctor had let us have our own bonding time with her. I had cried and Yata had the biggest smile I had ever seen on him.
Megumi climbed up onto the bed and held her arms out. Mitomi gently laid Misa in her daughter's arms and told her to support her head and be extra careful. Megumi was smiling so big and she had only finger in Misa's little fist. I bet she thought it was super cool to be an aunt. I mean, she was only seven years old. Minoru got his turn. He held Misa and grinned.
"She so red." He laughed.
"I know right." I laughed and ruffled his hair.
"Ok, guys. We better let everyone else come visit Misame." Mitomi said, gently taking Misa from Minoru. "We'll see you later." She snapped and kissed her forehead. "I love you two. Call me if you need anything." She said and gave us hugs and kisses. She handed Misa to me and then led her two youngests out the room. Only a few minutes later did HOMRA come piling in.
"She's so cute!" Akagi cheered.
"She looks like Aya." Chitose said.
"I think she looks like Yata." Dewa argued.
"Here. Pass her up. Come on." Kusanagi said, holding his hands out. Yata took Misa from me and handed her over to Kusanagi. He wiggled a finger in front of her and she gripped tightly on to it. He laughed and said, "She's definitely like her parents."
"Anna, do you want to hold her?" I asked. She nodded and climbed up next to me. Kusanagi handed Misa to me and I gently placed her in Anna's arms. I told her to support her hand and adjusted her arms to hold her properly. Misa gurgled the minute she was comfortable in Anna's arms, a toothless smile on her little red face. "I think she likes you." I laughed and ruffled her hair.
Misa went from Anna to Rikio to Dewa to Chitose to Akagi and then finally to Eric. Eric handed her over to Yata and then they all said their goodbyes. Yata told Kusanagi what time they were releasing us in the morning and reminded him to put the car seat in before coming here. He promised to everything ready and then left with Anna on his side. The nurse came in and showed me how to feed Misa the right way and how to burp her. She showed us how to change her diapers and then had us sign release forms and bill payment. Before too long we went to sleep, Misa in the little crib next to us.
4:27-Misa woke up crying. I had to get up and feed her.
6:46-She woke up screaming and I had to change her diaper.
8:52-Yata got up and rocked her, trying to calm her fussiness.
We didn't get much sleep. By ten rolled around I had maybe a total of four maybe five hours of sleep. Yata had gone to finish up paperwork and I was in the room changing. I had Yata's grey sweats and a loose t-shirt on. I tied my hair up in a bun and then turned to my gurgling baby. I sighed and picked her up, bouncing her softly.
"You don't like sleep too much, do you?" I yawned. After another minute or so I put her back down in the little hospital crib and rummaged through the overnight bag for her clothes. I picked up the little black HOMRA onesie and little red leggings. I carefully put them on her and then put her little black socks on. It was a little cold outside so I picked up one of the beanies Yata had put in the bag and carefully pushed it on her head. I wrapped her up in the pink blanket the hospital gave us and then packed everything up.
Yata came back in the room and took the bag from me. He was just in some pants and a HOMRA t-shirt. He had his billed beanie on and leaned down to give me a quick kiss. I gave him a small smile and then picked Misame up. Kusanagi was waiting for us outside. The hospital rolled me out in a wheelchair, which I said I didn't need, but they didn't listen to me. I got up and strapped Misa in his car seat. We left pretty soon after that. When we got to HOMRA we were surprised with a welcome home party. Everyone was excited to see her again.
We had cake and pizza-which I absolutely loved again. And Misa had breast milk...which was fucking weird and strange to me. After about two hours she started getting fussy and sleepy. I took her upstairs to her new room and rocked her to sleep. I rubbed one of her little cheeks with my finger and playing with her soft little tuffs of chestnut brown hair. She was just too cute and totally mine. Her hand reached up unconsciously and grabbed a hold of my finger. She really did have a tight grip. I laughed and kissed her little forehead.
"Welcome home, baby."