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Rating: T

Theme: A little sad, but not too overly depressing.

Description: Kyo has a little bit of a moment while Yuya's in labor.

Compensation

Kyo paced through the woods outside of the place he had set up permanent residence in with his lover. He didn't want to be in that house now, not right now. Not when it stank of blood, not when Yuya's screams haunted his ears.

The idea that he was partially responsible for this pain she was in was not a good feeling. He stiffened and grit his jaw when he heard another shriek coming from his abode. This was the weakest one he'd heard yet. She was losing her strength.

Kyo didn't even want to light up his pipe he was in such disarray. The though almost made him laugh. Him, feared as the killer of a thousand men, wanted all over Japan, was worried about his wife, who was in labor. It wasn't turning out to be an easy labor, mind you. It had been going on for quite a while, but Akari and Sakuya were in there so she was in fairly capable hands.

That didn't stop him from worrying. There was a rustling sound from a few paces behind him and Kyo turned to look at an emerging Kyoshiro. He had tagged along with Sakuya and claimed he was emotional support for Kyo.

So far, all he had done was annoy the shit out of him.

"Go. Away." Kyo growled at him. Kyoshiro held his hands up in front of himself and backed away a few steps laughing sheepishly.

"Hey, now," he said nervously. "I was just a little worried for you." Kyo turned and walked back towards his house, his unwanted companion catching up and keeping pace with him. If Kyoshiro was here, then it could be done at any minute. That and he felt he should be there to sort of…help or something.

"Is she okay?" he asked reluctantly, partially because he was worried about what the answer might be, and partially because he didn't like to ask people for help. Kyoshiro looked off into space for a bit then shrugged, looking sheepish.

"I…I'm not sure."

Kyo frowned and picked up his speed, opening his front door and entering the premises. The all-too-familiar scent of blood smashed into him like a slap on the face. Is it natural to bleed this much?Kyo fretted to himself. Kyoshiro stayed outside, shutting the door as another cry sounded, rattling Kyo's ears and grating on his nerves. The cry cut short prematurely and turned into a pathetic whimper. Kyo walked slowly into the room that they would normally sleep in, taking in the sight on their bed.

Yuya was lying there, panting and sweaty; her hair sprawled around her head on the pillow like a golden halo. She was groaning and her hands would occasionally clench and unclench themselves from where they sat atop her large stomach. Akari was positioned at Yuya's base, blocking any view that Kyo could have seen, with Sakuya next to Yuya's head, stroking her hair off of her forehead and murmuring things to her.

Yuya opened her exhausted eyes and they rolled around for a bit, trying to find something to focus on. They found Kyo and she tried to sit up. Sakuya pushed her back down. Yuya made a protesting noise and called for him in a pathetically weak voice. Kyo was next to her in three seconds flat, looking down at her without a clue as to what he should do. Yuya kept looking at him, breathing heavy. Her breath suddenly caught in her throat and her eyes clamped shut as she made a strangled noise and her hand flew up and grabbed onto his kimono sleeve.

He moved her hand from his sleeve into his own. She squeezed his hand in a painfully hard manner and made a high keening noise, breaking off occasionally to pant and groan. Akari made encouraging noises and pat Yuya on her knee. Yuya opened her eyes again and looked at Kyo. He looked down at her and she opened her mouth, taking in a breath.

"Kyo, when this is over," she began in a small voice as Sakuya moved more hair out of her face. "I am going to castrate you." She told him as another contraction came down on her and she was forced to concentrate on other things. Kyo ignored that little fact and just pat her hand with the one she wasn't holding onto for dear life. When the contraction was over and done with, leaving Yuya gasping for air, Akari made an approving noise then looked up into Yuya's face.

"Yuya-chan, give it one last good push." Yuya nodded and bit her lip as her face skrewed up in meditation. She made a whimpering noise and her jaw was clamped together. Kyo could barely feel his hand anymore. Then, Yuya let out one last cry that mingled with Akari and Sakuya's identical shouts. Kyo's eyes wavered from Yuya's face only once, which was to look at the fruit of his loins. Not that he could see much; Sakuya and Akari were huddled around the thing.

It was quiet. Way too quiet. Yuya seemed to notice this too, because she lifted her head off of the pillow to look down at them with a worried expression on her face. "Something's wrong…" she whispered. Akari was moving around quickly, leaving Sakuya holding the little wrinkly human. Kyo saw it for the first time then. It was small, wrinkly, with a light layer of black hair on top of its head. The baby was undoubtedly male, and limp.

His son wasn't moving.

At all.

Sakuya moved quickly to obscure the vision from the boy's worried mother and father. Kyo vaguely wondered if this was a sort of punishment. The higher beings were taking their compensation for all of the lives he had robbed.

Yuya's hand was shaking and she was whispering prayers under her breath. Kyo moved a piece of her hair off of her face and laid his hand on her cheek. Yuya turned to him, clearly getting ready to start to sob.

Then there was a wail.

An obnoxious, blood curdling, screech of a small infant that had been denied something. Kyo whipped his head over and saw his son wriggling around pathetically while Sakuya wrapped him in a blanket and Akari collapsed against the wall with a hand going up to cover his face. Yuya let out a relieved sigh and struggled to sit up. Kyo snapped out of his shocked state and helped her.

Sakuya walked over and knelt next to Yuya's other side, placing the baby in her waiting arms. Yuya put him so that his head was facing Kyo and they both looked down at the little thing. Kyo was faintly amazed at the fact that he was still alive. Yuya sighed again and leaned her head back onto Kyo's shoulder.

"Name?" she asked, bouncing the baby lightly in her arms. Kyo looked at the boy for a bit, brought his hand up to stroke the side of Yuya's face not lying on his shoulder, and watched as the baby opened his bright green eyes and wriggled.

"Kenji."

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Kenji was a total of one day and three hours old, according to Yuya who told Kyo that every hour, on the hour, and Kyo had come to the conclusion that motherhood suited his wife well. She seemed to glow with a happiness that could signal someone fifty miles away.

The funny thing was, when he told her that (only not in such poetic terms), she had told him;

"Nice try. I'm still castrating you."

From then on Demon Eyes Kyo spent the rest of his life cowering in fear for his balls from his beloved wife.

The end!!

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