A/N: So so so sorry this is late! We were… er… abducted by aliens. …Okay, we forgot. But. Please don't be mad. We love you.

Milk is gross. I don't like it. So neither does Kaidoh in this. --Scarlet

Also, haha, Kaidoh's eating toast. --Katie

Disclaimer: We wish we owned it…but we don't. Boo...you whore...

Drabble the thirteenth: Inui/Kaidoh

Kaidoh looked up from his toast at the "thunk" of a glass being set in front of him. "You don't expect me to drink whatever that is… Do you, Inui-sempai?"

Kaidoh felt shudders run up and down his spine as he stared at the glass of thick bubbling liquid. It was the color of melted vanilla ice cream or milk or maybe runny sour cream. It didn't matter which because the mere thought of just about any dairy product made his stomach churn violently.

He pushed the tall glass away from his as he tried to focus on not throwing up his toast. He had already thrown up once today. Once was more than enough. He put a hand on his forehead, shielding his eyes.

"It's an Inui hyper prenatal remix shake version six point nine."

Kaidoh glared up at his boyfriend through his fingers. Six point nine? Was that supposed to be some sort of bad sex joke?

"I have prenatal vitamins."

"Yes, but--"

"I am not drinking that, Inui-sempai."

"But it's good for the baby, better than those mass produced vitamins that don't take into account that you may need different nutrients than another pregnant man." Inui was pouting now.

"But it is going to make me throw up."

"I must insist, as your sempai."

"I must decline, as the one carrying your child." Besides, Kaidoh thought, you're the one who wants me to stop calling you sempai!

"Kaoru…" Inui whined.

"No."

Inui took off his glasses and approached the smaller boy at the table.

Kaidoh covered his eyes again, not wanting to fall victim to Inui's juice just because he was showing Kaidoh his pretty green eyes.

Inui picked up the glass and set it closer to Kaidoh. He could tell because the "thunk" of the glass was right in front of him.

A strong whiff of the apparently dairy-based drink wafted into Kaidoh's face.

Inui couldn't protest any more as the pregnant man was up from the table and in the bathroom, retching, in record time. The analyst put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose and dumped the thick drink down the kitchen sink before going down the hall to help the now assuredly unhappy uke clean himself up.