Rago's whole body heaved as he tried his best not to fall down the stairwell on the Mist Mountain's side. He had to get Dynamis to Dr. Maron and fast because something wasn't right.
He had made it on time and still his love was unconscious or worse.
After a deadly death sprint down the mountain side he arrived at the entrance to Zeusis, panting he looked down to examine Dynamis' condition.
The poor man was pale and his body had gone stiff from the earlier pain.
Rago felt like such an idiot, when he had that amazing power he saw Dynamis down by his feet, crying for him to stop.
"Dammit!" He cursed under his breath before fixing his grip and rushing into the village, at this action everyone gasped in horror and shock.
"My Lord!" Rago heard a women exclaim as he passed by. "By Zeus' bolt! What in the world happened!?"
A middle aged lady reached forward to touch the great guardian but Rago growled at her and jerked himself away, not wanting her to touch his only loved one before running to for the hospital. The female he had just left behind fell to her knees from the experience, such protectiveness in those eyes! She glanced over to the direction that the male ran off to.
So much emotion for such a reason as this and if she could recall correctly the black son hated the legendary bladers so why...?
Was that really the son of the god Hades?
"Dr. Moran?!" The blackette called bursting into the lobby of the hospital, a motionless Dynamis in his arms. Everyone in the room froze and gasped like the others outside.
"Over here!" The doctor yelled back, waving his hand to get his attention, Rago ran over to him. "What happened?!" He asked to receive a look of 'Really? You have to ask?'. The brunette bowed his head in mistake before leading them down to his office.
Only after they were inside and the door was locked did he ask again.
"Now," Dr. Moran asked sitting on his stool and grabbed this notepad and pen. "What seems to be the issue?"
"ThebabyhasdarkpowerslikeIdoandIhavenoideawhattodobecausehepastedoutonmeandI'mscaredthatthebadymightbedeadand-." He stopped went he saw the doctor blinked in confusion.
"Rago listen, you need to slow down and explain more or I won't no what to do. Now try again, what is wrong?" Sighing the black son laid Dynamis down on the medical alter gently and sat down next to it, he took his lover's hand.
"About a week ago we found out the baby has dark powers like I do from my father and... That the energy would try to force itself out at one point in time... It happened a little bit ago. My father said that if I didn't abstract take power within a twenty minute time frame Both the baby and Dynamis will die. I had taken care of everything in that time span but," He looked down a Dynamis' frail structure. "He collapsed and I'm scared that both Dynamis and the child could be in danger or dead and... Can you check?"
Dr. Moran looked quite shocked. The great black son, the holder of Nemesis, was scared.
"Alright," The green eyed man said rising from his seat. "Follow me."
Rago nodded before picking Dynamis up off the alter and following the doctor down the hall to room 167 and was led inside. The room looked like any other hospital room expect for a giant machine in the middle of it with three monitors and a computer surrounding the walls, it was as if they were in a Syfy movie. After locking Dr. Moran walked over to the catastrophe of machinery and patted the table under it.
"Set him on that while I get the gel." Rago raised an eyebrow before going and laying Dynamis' still form down. Stepping back the blackette watched as the doctor put on a pair of rubber nursing gloves and grabbed a white bottle labeled 'Ultrasound Gel'.
"What does that do?" Rago asked pointing to the bottle, the medical worker sighed.
"This helps the ultrasound work, it helps us to see the child better. Rago, could you unstrap Dynamis' robe, I need to see his stomach."
Red eyes examined the brunette before unlatching Dynamis' robe and pulled it back to reveal a tanned torso and chest. Giving a nod Dr. Moran squeezed some of the clear gel onto his hand and gently smeared it around the bare skin. The black son watched in curiosity as his lover's countenance scrunched because of how cold the gel was. Once all the gel was evenly spread the doctor with drew his hands and threw away the disposable gloves before going over and rolling a cart closer to the couple.
"What's that?" Rago piped up eying the machine as if it were dangerous, the doctor tried his best not to roll his eyes.
"This is the ultrasound, it will show us what the baby looks like without harming it."
"Then what's all of this?" The man said looking at the monitors and equipment scattered around them.
"That doesn't concern you," He said turning on the ultrasound and taking the wand. "I brought you in here because I didn't have an ultrasound in my office and if someone saw me rolling this down the hall they would want to go and congratulate the happy couple. If they saw the two of you, they would think something was up." Rago gave a slow nod as he was starting to understand their situation.
"Alright, whatever, I just want to know if their going to be OK... I don't want to lose anyone again." Dr. Moran smiled when he heard that before going and pressing the wand to Dynamis' flat belly slightly, he looked over to the screen then to Rago. Red eyes watched the black and white screen with impatience radiating off him.
Then, to both their joys, a small bean like shape appeared on the monitor.
"That right there," The older man said pointing at the little object. "Is your baby."
Looking back Dr. Moran could see the pure happiness and relief in the black son's eyes.
"You know," He said placing his hand on a purple clothed shoulder. "The baby is perfectly fine and Dynamis is as well, he just needs some rest and a bit to eat and... Don't worry yourself to much. You're going to be a great father." Patting the still speechless male the doctor sighed and began to wash of the gel from both the wand and Dynamis.
Rago turned off the stove and threw the wooden soup in the sink and grabbed a smooth wooden bowl from the nearest cabinet. Lifting the pan he poured the liquid into the bowl before getting an everyday metal spoon and carried it down the halls to the room he and Dynamis shared. Once he got to their room he cracked the door open and peeked inside to see his lover sitting up and looking out the window.
"So, you finally decided to wake up?" That's good." Rago smiled before walking over and sitting beside him. "Here, I thought that you would be hungry o I made you some chicken noodle soup...? Dynamis?" Placing the food down the black haired male leaned over to get a good look at the others face, his smile faded. Dynamis looked exhausted and pale, his eyes still bagged even after hours of sleep.
He sat there in silence, refusing to face Rago. "Love?"
"H-How..." Red eyes blinked as he heard sniffles. "HOW COULD YOU!?"
Dynamis screamed catching the son of Hades completely off guard, he even fell off the bed's edge.
"Dynamis?! What-!"
"DON'T YOU 'What?!' ME! YOU SHOULD KNOW FULLY WELL WHY I'M ANGRY!" Rago blinked in confusion, Dynamis growled. "IF YOU CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT IN THAT PEA SIZED BRAIN OFF YOURS THEN I'LL TELL YOU! YOU LEFT ME THERE LYING AT YOUR FEET, CRYING AND CALLING OUT YOUR NAME! WHEN YOU KNEW FULLY WELL THAT I COULD DIE OR LOSE THE CHILD! AND YOU JUST STOOD THERE!" Anger burned in blue eyes as he glared down at and frozen and helpless idiot. "I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU!"
Rago stared in pure shock, his eyes wide.
Dynamis was yelling at him, telling him about his mistakes that he knew all to well.
"D-Dynamis..." He cooed hesitantly reaching for his pissed off lover. "I-I..."
Rago went to take one of the pregnant man's hands when the greyette did something that shocked Rago to his core.
Dynamis smacked his hand away.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Tears now coated tan cheeks and he leaned away from the black son. "Go away! Get out! I don't want to see you right now!"
Something in the black hearted man's chest cracked and his body slumped in defeat.
"Alright," Rago said, his voice full of hurt. "I'll... I'll check on you later, make sure you eat."
With take he left leaving an emotionally stressed, pregnant male to himself and a bowl of soup.
Hours went by and Dynamis remained barricaded in their room, completely silent. Rago laid in the living room, his arm hanging off the side of the red couch. He stared at the stone ceiling, deep in thought.
Was Dynamis really mad at him?
Most likely, either that or he was having a major mood swing of doom.
Glancing over he looked at the face of the clock, 10:26PM.
Sighing he stood and began to make his way down to where the quiet yet angry monster lurked. When he got there he knocked on the wooden door lightly. "Dynamis?" He asked but as expected, he got no answer. Bracing himself he cracked open the door and waited for something to be chucked at him but, to his surprise, it was much different.
The candles were blown out and the blankets drawn over Dynamis' still form which was facing away from him.
Giving a small smile he crept into the room, closing the door behind him, and made his way over to their bed and pulled back the covers. Kicking his sandals off he got in and drew the covers back up.
"R-Rago?" He heard a sore voice ask.
"Yes love?" The blackette asked back, wrapping his arms around the younger.
"I... I'm sorry..." Rago blinked before a sweet smirk lined his lips. He pulled Dynamis closer and flipped him around to face him, his tan face was tear stained.
"It's alright," The black son cooed placing a kiss on the others forehead. "I'm sorry too."
Leaning down the two shared an apologetic kissed and fell asleep, their arms around each other.