A/N: I'm not usually fond of this pairing, but I like the drabble because Tezuka is cute. Also, I hope he's in character. If he's not, my defense is that pregnancy affects everyone in different ways. /shrug/--Katie

Disclaimer: Not mine. Ours. Whatever.

Drabble the thirtieth: Sanada/Tezuka

Tezuka had not played tennis in six months.

It was the one thing he utterly hated about being pregnant. Sure, there was the back pain and the morning sickness and the swollen feet and all manner of embarrassing things, but overall he liked being pregnant. He liked feeling the baby kick, and when Sanada would press his ear to Tezuka's stomach and talk to it. He even secretly liked that Sanada would go get him something he was craving in the middle of the night.

But he couldn't play tennis. He hadn't so much as touched a tennis racket since he'd found out about the baby, and he was going a little stir crazy. He was going to have to train twice as hard after the baby was born to get back into top form, but how could he do that without neglecting his newborn son?

It would be better if he just didn't have to think about tennis. It upset him, and it wasn't good for him or the baby to be upset. So he'd spent the day gathering all the tennis-related paraphernalia in his and Sanada's house and locked it away in the attic. He sat on the couch in the living room and looked around, smiling a little when he didn't see any tennis balls or trophies.

The front door opened. "I'm home," Sanada called, coming into the living room, one hand behind his back. "Kunimitsu, I bought something for the baby today."

Tezuka gave him a questioning look.

Sanada pulled out the thing he was holding. "His first tennis racket."

Tezuka stared at him for a moment, then stood and waddled as quickly as he could to their bedroom, slamming the door behind him.