Disclaimer: Don't own Fruits Basket.

Warning: This chapter is rated T for implied sex and some language.

A/N: Oh boy was this fun to write. I just love to torture poor Shigure... You'll see why if you can't guess already. Enjoy!

It was a lazy Wednesday afternoon in Shigure's humble abode, as he would put it, and the house was unusually quiet. Yuki was staying late after school for a student council meeting, Kyo was off training at the dojo, and Tohru was out grocery shopping. That left only Shigure and Serina in the house, though he noticed that even Serina was very quiet today. Something had been on her mind all day, and he had, as of now, had no luck in getting the subject out of her. It seemed he was going to have to take the direct approach.

Serina sat in front of the mirror in his room, which had been surprisingly clean since she had moved in – it seemed as if the blonde hated the former chaos of the room enough to keep it spotless continually now. She had her knees hugged to her chest and her chin resting on her knees. He couldn't tell what emotion really had control of her face, though – she seemed sad, confused, upset, and a bit hurt as well. Delicacy, he decided, was definitely needed.

"Serina? Is something wrong?" he asked quietly from the doorway where he watched her.

"I'm not sure," she replied in a neutral voice.

"Anything I can help with?" he couldn't help but smirk down at her.

She shrugged. "Not really, unless..." She trailed off for a moment, thinking. Suddenly, she turned to face him. "The first of our drunken nights together was the 18th of last month, right?"

He thought about it for a second then nodded. "Something like that, yes."

She nodded, more to herself than to him. "And today is the 14th, right?"

Again, he nodded. "Yes, why do you ask?"

"Fuck," she muttered.

"What is it?" he asked, stepping forward and sitting down next to her. He looked at her face again and saw that she was angry and upset, as well as a bit terrified.

"I'm supposed to be in the middle of something I don't have," she said in a flat tone of voice.

He blinked, completely confused by this. "Huh?"

She sighed. Apparently, she was going to have to be more direct about this. "As a friend of mine used to say all the time, 'Oh baby, oh baby.'"

"I still don't get it," he said, shaking his head slightly.

She rolled her eyes as she finally looked up at him. "I'm pregnant!"

Now it was his turned to be confused. His eyes widened in shock and his voice became shaky as he spoke. "You're... what?"