One Week Later...

Dynamis sighed as he glanced over to the upcoming father before sighing again. His lover had, for the last three hours, done nothing but play with his dark powers. Closing his blue eyes the greyette laid down on the red couch and placed a hand on his growing stomach. Soon he would grow to be... Fat.

Dynamis didn't like that thought at all, it brought so many difficulties.

The villagers would find out their secrets, all would be lost, everything would be ruined.

He didn't want that.

He wanted to live a normal, peaceful, non chaotic life.

But, that would never happen, not with all this dark energy, male pregnancy and what not.

"Rago," The male whined turning to watch him. "Come here!" A black eyebrow was raised before he shrugged and walked over to his lover.

"Yes love?" Rago asked only to be pulled onto the couch and laid on. "Dynamis?" He looked down to see dazed ocean eyes staring back at him. Red blinked as they scanned the blue orbs to find them void of any readable emotions. "Dynamis, are you feeling alright? You're not acting like your self today."

"Shh..." Dynamis whispered snuggling closer to his lover, face buried in his chest. "I have a massive headache and talking is just making it worse. So please, just stop talking." red eyes blinked once again before examining the others face, he looked so exhausted.

"Dynamis," The blackette said cradling the preggy to his chest, arms tightly securing the younger's, at the moment, tiny body to his muscular one. "Sleep. You need to rest, it will help your headache." Lightly Dynamis nodded before snuggling closer and passing out. Once he was out Rago sighed and rested his cheek on the smaller's head.

This was happening more and more often.

Dynamis had been getting more tired than normal, exhausted even. The poor guardian was worrying himself because of all their unanswered questions, it was stressing him to sleeplessness.

"If this keeps up he'll never get any sleep." Sighing again the black son shifted the greyette's body so he was resting bridal style in his arms. After the currently fragile body was perfectly settled in his muscular limbs he lifted the greyette up off the couch and headed to their bedroom.

Two months and two weeks, that's all it's been so far. All the stress that they have had and it's only been... Two months and two weeks, it practically blew his mind.

Rago sighed before focusing on taking Dynamis to their room, finally he made it to the said place and opened the door. Once he had gotten his uke in bed he let out another sigh and sat down beside him. Looking down Rago smiled at the snoozing male, why him? His smile widened as he reached forward and stroked on of Dynamis' fluffy grey spikes. So soft, just like before.

His happiness died a little at that.

Five years, that's how long he had been gone.

What happened while he was gone?

Did Dynamis really have a mental breakdown because of him?

Was it really as painful as he was told?

The blackette closed his blood colored eyes and shifted himself so he could lean against the headboard and stroke Dynamis' soft hair at the same time. Glancing over the black son eyed one of the libaray books before going and picking it up, flipping to a random page he began reading. In one hand he held the book and in the other was a lock of fluffy hair. It wasn't like he was really reading just... Occupying himself.

"Master Rago?" Red eyes went wide and he nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard that phrase. Out of instinct Rago brought his sleeping lover to his chest for protection.

"What do you want, Pluto? And come out from your hiding place." As commanded the midnightette came out of the corner farthest from the bed, he bowed.

"Hello master, how have you been?" Rago glared at the person who betrayed him him so long ago, not wanting his presence.

"Peachy, now what do you want?" Pluto bowed again.

"Your father, Lord Hades, would like to speak with you."

"Well tell him to go fuck himself." Rago growled at the messenger. Charcoal eyes tired hard not to roll themselves as their owner sighed.

"Alright, let me repeat that again. Your father would like to speak to you, he says it's very important."

"And I told you I don't give a shit, now go away." Pluto now rolled his eyes at the demigod's stubbornness, he glanced over at the sleeping. Then, he got an idea.

"You know," He said once again grabbing the others attention. "Don't you think it would be better for both Dynamis and the baby if you and your mate came to Hades?" Rago raised a dark eyebrow.

"Why would I think that?" He asked with a glare, why in the hell would that be a good idea!?

"Because," Pluto replied back slightly annoyed. "Have you even thought about what happened two weeks ago? If the child were to have a power surge in Hades not only will it be less painful for your mate but less work for you as well." Rago blinked before something struck him, he was right! The child would be having one soon and he could get the answers he wanted from his father. It was prefect!

"Fine then," Rago growled adjusting Dynamis' body in a more comfortable placement in his arms. "But under one condition." It was Pluto's turn to raise his eyebrow, something more? "And what, would that be?"

"Cycnus is still there, correct?" The midnightette gave a look of confusion but nodded.

"Yes? What about him?"

"I want him him to watch Dynamis while I talk to my father."

"Alright," Hades' messenger bowed respectfully at the black son. "If that is all then, shall we be going? Before anything unruly happens?" Rago gave a haft hearted nod and lifted his sweet greyette up bridal style before getting up off the bed and standing. Holding up a hand Pluto summoned a portal to Hades, he glanced back at the demigod.

"Are you ready?" Rago rolled his eyes in annoyance before tightening his grip on his loved one and walking thought the gateway to hell.