Something Blue

Chapter 10: 9 Months

Mamoru

The past nine months had been a whirlwind. Akane had been charged and convicted of multiple harassment cases, and the murder of three females. He knew that Usagi had almost been her fourth, and it chilled him to the bone. After all the villainous monsters they had dealt with and fought against the one that was most dangerous to his wife was human. Though it was not unlike what he went through in the silver millennium. A jealous woman attacking them both, just to try and steal him away. He never understood what these evil women saw in him, they never knew him. Just knew his face. His Usako knew every deep-seated fear, every neurosis he had, and loved him for who he was, and not just what he looked like. That was true undying love, unlike the lust that motivated these women. He prayed that this was the end of the evil they would have to endure, but a part of him would never be able to let go of the feeling that they would have to fight until the end of their time.

"Mamo-chan I'm hungry!" his wife bellowed from their bedroom. He laughed into the cup of coffee he was enjoying on the couch. He had let her sleep as much as she wanted knowing that sleep in the next month would be hard to come by for the both of them. She was due any day now, it was June 22 and he suspected on June 30 they would finally meet their Chibi-Usa.

"What can I make you Usa?" He got up and walked over to their small kitchen and grabbed a frying pan, knowing she wanted eggs.

She walked out of their room wearing one of his grey t-shirts and nothing else. It had been so warm lately, that even with his air conditioning, she either wore his t-shirts or nothing at all to bed. He wasn't sure what he liked seeing her in more. She rubbed her swollen belly, her long hair down, and almost touching the ground. It had grown so much during her pregnancy, and if she didn't pin it, it enveloped their bed as they slept. He had told her vehemently he loved her hair, and to never pin it at night. He loved waking up in her cascade of hair, he had told her how enticing it was. So, she left it unpinned most nights, and then her usual odango's during the day. She looked so delectable right now, that if it weren't for the fact she would not be happy with him if he didn't feed her, he would have carried her off to their bed and reminded her how much she loved her hair, and her body.

"I was going to say sunny side up eggs, but the way you are looking at me this morning is making me think you are hungrier than I am, and that you want to eat me". She smirked up at him, knowing what her words did to him, she was no longer shy about their sex life, and to be honest, he did want to eat her. He turned the stove off, walked around the kitchen and scooped her up into his arms. She was laughing and kicking her feet as he carried her to their couch. Their room seemed way too far away.

She was already removing the t-shirt she was wearing by the time he had her seated on the couch, and was kneeling in front of her. He had thought her naked body had been enticing before, but her swollen stomach with the proof of their lovemaking within her was utterly sexy to him. She smiled down suggestively at him, her breast rising and falling with every breath she took. He kissed her belly, right at the spot they could feel where their daughter poked out more, right now Chibi-Usa sat low in Usagi's stomach, her little bum pushed out her left side, as she lay across and her head pushed a little out the right side. It wasn't really noticeable but he knew where to look and feel for his daughter, who was sleeping right now. Babies often slept in their mother's stomachs when they were moving around, but they would wake up when their mothers would stop moving them. Probably why babies loved to sleep in swings, and slings, and anything that moved. It made him feel better about making love to his wife this far along in their pregnancy, knowing that the little one was not awake at all during their sessions.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Mamoru looked up at his wife, and she cupped his face to bring him close for a kiss. She broke their kiss giggled, and looked at his eyes longingly.

"Mamo-chan you tell me every day; I am starting to believe it" then she kissed his forehead.

"Only starting to believe it? I am so hard for you right now, that even with my loose pyjama pants I am sure you can see" he gave her the same smirk she had given him earlier. She removed that smirk right off his face, by reaching down and grabbing him right through his pants. He sucked in air and knew his tip for always weeping for her.

"I suppose I somewhat believe you; you are very hard and we have barely even touched yet. Maybe I will believe you more when you touch me." She said while slowly moving her hand up and down his erection, which was still covered, and he moaned into her hair.

He removed the hand that was touching him, kissed it, and with a raspy voice he told her to spread her naked legs. She did so instantly and the view of her spread wide open for him with her blonde curls, almost made him lose it right there. He wanted to jam his fingers into her and lick her until she screamed, but she liked it when he started slow, so he started by kissing her inner thigh first. He peaked up to see she had sat back against the couch her eyes closed. He continued his light kisses and sucking, all the way up her right thigh until he got to her curls. He stopped and moved to the bottom of her right thigh. She moaned when his lips left her, but started bucking her hips as he continued his kissing and sucking on her other thigh. Again, when he got to her curls, he stopped and pulled away looking up at her.

"Ugh, you're such a tease" she moaned. He then took his palm to her sex and rubbed up and down her curls, and her moans got louder and she tried to light her hips up more to let him into her. He took his time, slowly moving his hand up and down and through her curls. He knew she loved this sweet torture as much as he did. He then changed from his palm to two fingers moving up over her slit, and then over her nub. She cried out loudly when he flicked her lightly with his two fingers, before moving his fingers back down over her very wet slit.

"Please" she begged, but he wasn't ready to give in just yet. He let his fingers play in her wetness just outside of her entrance and brought his wet fingers back up to her nub. He circled her nub lightly, as she started to moan louder, while her panting and bucking got more erratic. Satisfied with her reaction, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. Slowly moving from the bottom of her slit to her nub. She grabbed his hair, trying to hold him to her. He chuckled against her and decided to end her torture. He started licking her nub faster and brought his two fingers, which she loved, into her in one slick wet move. She buckled her hips right off the couch and pushed herself further into his face. So utterly sexy he thought. He licked and he stroked her while changing his tongue from up and down to circles to sucking. She was moving her hips against him and pulling his hair a little too hard, but he didn't mind at all. It was highly erotic, and he did not want her to stop. She did let go of his hair though when she came with her hips so high in the air, and his name on her lips. When she came down off her high, he removed himself from her and he looked up to see her grabbing the couch cushion behind her head, her eyes closed and head facing the ceiling.

"How was that?" he asked. After a few breaths, she opened her eyes, let go of the couch, sat up and looked down at him.

"I think the word I am looking for is orgasmic" she smiled lopsidedly at him.

"Now Mamo-chan I am pretty sure I understand how beautiful you think I am, but come here and let me really know." She started to remove his t-shirt, as he stood, and he pulled down his bottoms. Instantly he sprang free, hard and weeping for her. She grabbed him and led him to her entrance. He could tell she wasn't in the mood to take it slow, and neither was he. He lowered his knees onto the couch as she positioned him, and he pushed himself into her as deep as he could go. She let go instantly and brought her hands to massage her perky pebbled breasts. He loved watching her fondle her breasts, but he needed to taste her. He pulled her face towards his and started kissing her deeply, as he thrusted in and out of her fast and hard. She was so wet and so warm, and she mewled into his mouth with each thrust. He could feel her walls start to tighten, but clearly, it was not enough for her, as she took one hand and placed it on her nub, and he could tell she was rubbing herself as his movements became more hurried within her. If he thought he loved it when she fondled her breasts, he worshipped when she fondled herself as he drove into her. It didn't take long for her to squeeze him tight as she came against him, and with tightening of her and the sounds of pleasure muted by his tongue, he was driven over the edge and released himself deep inside her with the last few thrusts he was able to manage.

Breaking their kiss, he moved his head into the crook of her neck and put his arms around her. This brought her belly against his stomach, and they sat like this for a few minutes as they each caught their breath.

"Mamo-chan?"

"Hmm?" he replied.

"I am really hungry". She stated, and he guffawed into her neck.

"Ok dear, let's clean up, and I'll make you those eggs." He said as he started to get off of her.

"Oh, can I have some gummy candy on the side of the plate, and then can we go for slushies?" Anyone else would have assumed it was just the pregnancy cravings, but Mamoru knew that some things just never changed.

"Whatever you want, you got it!" This had been in mantra for months, and he meant it even those 3 am cravings that sent him out for ice cream.

"Mamo-chan?" she said once more.

"Uh-huh", he said on the way to the bathroom.

"I love you." He smiled at that.

"I know, I love you too beautiful."

Usagi

It was her 19th Birthday, and while she had been up all night, it was not because she was partying. Sometime around 1 am she was woken up with intense cramping pain, and even though she had the same pain throughout the last week she knew this was different. Mamoru had been timing her contractions and told her they weren't close enough together to head to the hospital yet. He rubbed her back, trying to relive some of the pain, and she tried to get a few moments of rest in between contractions. When she got up to walk around their room, Mamoru told her a nice warm shower may help, and she decided that was a good idea. She sat in the tub and turned on the shower. It helped quite a bit and she lay back against the bath pillow and let the warm water run down her. She had almost fallen back asleep when she heard a popping sound, followed by a huge whoosh. Wide-eyed she screamed for her husband, who took no time at all getting to her side, and she explained what happened.

"Well, Usako it's time to get to the hospital, your water just broke." She started to panic then, taking in and releasing deep breaths. Not about labour, she wasn't as scared of labour as she was about the reality that she was about to be a mother.

"I am not ready, I don't know what to do, what if I am not a good mother?". Her panic was rising with every thought she had. He was rubbing her back now, water splashing him, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Usa we will learn together, you are not alone. I already know you are going to be a great mother, not only because I have seen it, but because only good mothers worry about not being good enough." His words were calming and made her smile tentatively up at him.

"Ok Mamo-chan, I guess it's might we meet her again."

Mamoru

She squeezed his hand tight; he didn't mind. It helped calm him down since he could focus on her pain, rather than the fact that at any moment he would be a father. They had made it to the hospital in time for her to have an epidural which she requested, even after her nurse Beryl (yes that was her name) told her woman gave birth since the dawn of time without an epidural, and she could too. Which had resulted in not only Mamoru but Dr. Anderson yelling at the nurse explaining what the patient requested is not up for debate. With Usagi's contraction pain more or less under control, she was able to relax and labour progressed quickly from there. Even though she could not necessarily feel the contraction pain, the effort of having to push was physically exhausting for Usagi, and she clutched his hand tight.

"Ok Usagi, if I ask you to stop pushing, I need you to do so immediately, and if I tell you to push even without a contraction, I need you to do so. Do you understand?" Dr. Anderson said, about 5 minutes into her active labour. That seems odd Mamoru thought, why would the doctor tell her that? That isn't the usual process, but he also wasn't an OBGYN so what did he know.

"Ok push. Push, keep pushing, STOP!" and before Mamoru could look down to see what was happening Dr. Anderson reached her hands into Usagi and pulled out his daughter. Wait, why is she blue!? That is when Mamoru noticed that the cord was wrapped around the baby's neck. The only thing preventing it from fully covering her neck though was her little elbow was wedged between the umbilical cord and her neck. Dr. Anderson removed the cord from the baby's neck, quickly placed the baby on Usagi's chest, cut the cord and handed the baby to a nurse who ran to the warming station in the corner of the private room they had.

He was almost unable to process of Usagi's cries, loud and guttural beside him. "Why didn't she cry Mamoru, aren't babies supposed to cry?".

"Shh, shh, she will be alright," he said trying to calm her, but not truly believing it. He then heard a code blue call for their room, and from around the corner, he could see medical staff using a respirator on his tiny daughter. He swore his own heart had stopped beating, but it started pounding heavily again when he heard the tiniest of cries. That tiny cry turned into a loud wail; he knew would only grow into a louder when as his daughter got older. She was alive, Chibi-Usa was here, and she was alive.

"Go Mamo-chan, please go see that she is alright!" Usagi demanded of him, while Dr. Anderson worked on sewing her up.

As he walked around the corner, he saw the most beautiful thing he had ever witnessed in his life. A little girl with the chubbiest of cheeks, and the most beautiful full head of pink hair. Newborns didn't always have hair, but some had a fair bit, and well Chibi-Usa had oodles of hair already.

"6 lbs, 11 oz. Born on June 30th at 2:45 pm. Congratulations Daddy, she has a clean bill of health, and has passed all the checks would you like to hold your daughter?" Nurse Beryl asked him? He nodded and took her little body in his arms greedily. She looked up at him with wide eyes and just stared. He brought her over to his wife, who now had tears of joy falling from her face, and even though he didn't want to let her go, he knew that Usagi needed her more. He laid their daughter in her arms and she cried heavily into his neck whispering I love you. He kissed her head and told her how proud he was of her, and how much he loved her. They then both looked down at their little daughter staring wide-eyed at them.

"Ok Usagi, you're all stitched up, we will keep an eye on you over the next couple of weeks. Sorry, I had to pull her out like that, but that was the only option I saw when I noticed what was happening. I knew she would be fine though. Anyway, have you both decided on a name?" Dr. Anderson asked.

Usagi smiled up at Mamoru.

"Usagi Chiba Tsukino, and we will call her Chibi-Usa" they both replied at the same time. This was followed by a loud cry from the squirming bundle of joy in Usagi's arms.

"Oh, she might be a handful" Dr. Anderson laughed.

"Absolutely, and I wouldn't want it any other way," Usagi said smiling, while I nodded my head.

A/N

So the birth story I altered from my own experience. My nurse's name really was Beryl and did I ever hate her when she almost prevented me from getting an epidural. That is a true villain ;)

I am going to write an epilogue, but I do have a question for my readers. Would you like this to be a series of their life as parents before Crystal Tokyo? I have lots of plans for how I would like this to go, and some more suspense! If so, should it continue being an M series, or not?

Thanks again, reviews are love and help motivate me!

xoxo SB