Sorry this is a bit late, the internet at my bestie's house refused to connect to either of our pcs so i had to wait until it did -_- oh well ...

On another note, I'm so glad I read SpaMano fanfiction. I know so many petnames and cute words and what not in Spanish thanks to Spain. My favorite servers assistant left and we have a new one. He's from Honduras and knows English well. I told him i only know enough Spanish to get by and he took it upon himself to call me words in Spanish ... words i know thanks to Spain XD Corozon is not an acceptable pet name for someone you work with that has a boyfriend ... oh and singing 'te quiero, besame~' while you work, is also understood XD Thank you Hetalia!

And finally, 'Conquest, 1521' is a wonderful SpaMano story. I'm in love with it! if you're looking for a historical-Action/adenture-Romance, this is perfect! Little Mexico is sweet and cute, while Antonio is not who Lovino thought he was. The Aztec Empire is full of vengeance and this story has me trapped! please go read it if you haven't already~!

Kismet

Chapter Thirty-Five: Repulsive

It was month five and Lovino groaned, walking down the halls, his guard closely behind and Ariana protectively sitting in his shoulder. His back was killing him and he hadn't been getting any sleep at night. Most of the night was spent laying on his back and feeling the babies flutter around.

He dozed off at his desk and was falling behind in his work. He felt like he was always urinating and Lukas just let him know it was normal.

Lovino walked into Antonio's office, after passing a woman with tears streaming her face, and sat down in his favorite chair. Antonio looked up, "Hey, my Lovi~! They finally admitted to poisoning you … well, at least five of them did. I let the two who had nothing to do with it go and they are now serving my court again along new members. Mother won't say anything, but I've stripped her of all her former power and she's confined to her room, a house arrest if you will. I know she's not innocent, I just can't stand to have my mother locked up."

"I see." Lovino leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

"Sleepy?"

"No … not really right now … my back is killing me, though." he complained. Antonio chuckled and rose from his seat, "I'm sorry, love." he began rubbing Lovino's shoulders. Lovino moaned happily and let Antonio massage his back. He really did enjoy those. It made being pregnant so much easier.

Month six, I'm fucking huge! I can feel them moving more and more. And! So can Antonio. It came as a surprise to him, though. They had been moving all day and I was laying in bed this morning and instead of getting up, he rolled over and rested his head on my belly (did I mention it's getting huge?) and one of them brushed against his face. He jumped and I laughed. However, the bastard thought that it was grounds to get out of his duties and spend all day with me.

I convinced him otherwise.

Francis is coming to visit. He's bringing his daughter, Jeanne. I think it's both weird and cute naming her after her mother. I wouldn't do that, though. God knows, having offspring of Antonio and I is bad enough without naming them after us.

He put the book away.

Francis visited and sure enough, he had Jeanne with him, the drooling little blonde baby. She was nine months old herself. She could already stand with help, but couldn't walk.

Lovino surprised everyone by being the one to spend the most time with her. He sat with her in the chair at their lunch table outside, waving his fingers in front of her. She latched onto one and cooed happily.

Francis smiled, "When you told me you were having children, this is the last thing I expected, my old friend." he pointed to Lovino's large belly.

Antonio smiled, reaching out and touching Lovino's stomach, "I know it's odd, but we couldn't be happier."

Lovino cooed at Jay (her nickname) and she dissolved into laughter.

"What is it like, being a man and being with child?" Francis raised his brow out of curiosity. Lovino shot a glare at him, "Like being a woman and with child, except I have a di-" Antonio covered his mouth, "Not in front of Jay …"

The queen blushed and looked away, going back to paying attention to Jay. He yawned and stood up, handing the baby back to Francis, "I'm going to nap …" Antonio kissed his husband and watched him slowly make his way into the castle.

"I can't believe I'm going to be a father soon …" Antonio grinned, feeling the excitement bubbling.

"It is a wonderful feeling." Francis laughed, "Though, Jay can be quite the handful." the little girl clapped her hand together and began crying, "See what I mean?" he stood up to bounce the girl until Michelle walked over to take the child away.

"So, are you hosting another winter celebration this month?"

Antonio looked at Francis and leaned back, "I don't know. Lovino had been having trouble getting around and being surrounded by so many people may upset him and put him under unneeded stress. I might just skip it this year."

Francis sipped his wine, "That's probably for the best. People will probably only come to see the miracle that you and Lovino have created. I'm sure that would set the expecting mother off."

The Sverran king nodded, "I really just want him relaxing as much as possible for the next few months."

"Yeah, well onto more depressing matters, what are you going to do about the sudden population breakout in Sverran. Obviously you've noticed the Illonian migration is causing problems for us. I've tried accommodating who I can, and a lot of them keep going up north into Gartya."

Antonio frowned. He had noticed. It was creating problems with jobs and land disputes were rising out of control, "It might take a few years, but we're going to have to clear as much of Illonia as possible and get rid of the reptilian problem. It's possible because Sverran is still standing strong and keeping them out, but all of Illonia is filled versus my southern half."

Francis thought for a moment, "I'm sure we can get help from Evenna if we beg Arthur, but I'm also sure he hates us both. Gartya has no monarch anymore. After their last revolution, it just became a collection of independent villages. It's mostly knights, though. Maybe we can locate Gilbert and recruit some Gartyarren knights for the cause."

"We haven't seen Gilbert it so long …" Antonio laughed. Francis agreed and the two spent the remainder of their afternoon planning strategies to clear Illonia.

There was something Lovino hated about being pregnant, besides the back back pain and frequent urination. Ever since he started showing, he'd been earning curious stares from staff and guests alike.

He glared up from his plate during a small dinner Antonio was hosting to welcome Francis back to the Sverran castle. A noblewoman was staring at his belly with a look of curiosity and disgust, something he was used to. Even the staff looked at him in such a way, because they all knew it was beyond unnatural for a man to conceive a child.

Antonio smiled at him, but he just looked away and pushed around his food. He was starving but couldn't bring himself to eat anything.

"How is this even possible, you highness?" a noble asked. Lovino looked up with a dark look.

"It's so strange." another remarked. The queen clenched his silverware tightly, drawing blood from the cut it was making.

A third noble muttered that it was repulsive and that was the last straw. Lovino shot up from his seat, knocking the chair down. He slammed his hands on the table, "You will NOT talk that away about my children you noble bastard! You think you're so wonderful, huh? This is a fucking miracle and you're spitting all over it! If I wasn't with child I'd kick your fucking ass for saying that!"

The man trembled slightly, "I apologize your majesty! I meant no disrespect!" Lovino opened his mouth to yell at him again, but a sharp pain in his stomach brought him back to reality. Antonio was at his side in an instant and was holding him against his chest, "Shh … calm down, my Lovi~" he rubbed Lovino's back, "Are you okay?"

Lovino shook his head. The pain was gone, but he felt awful for distressing himself and the babies, "I'm going to bed." he whispered. Ariana flew from her dining room perch to land on Lovino's shoulder and make a strangled hiss/squawk at the noble who'd insulted Lovino.

"Okay, Lovi~, I'll see you in a short while. I'll even give you a nice back rub, how does that sound?" Lovino just glared, feeling a headache coming on, "I'm going to bed." he muttered again, stomping passed Antonio the best he could manage. A guard escorted him back to his chambers where he sat on his chair and stared at his stomach.

His fingers gently brushed over the fabric of his shirt and he lifted it to expose the flesh of his prenatal belly. Lovino watched as a foot pressed against the inside and slid across the surface, finally fading as the baby stopped the kick. For the millionth time since he'd gotten pregnant, he let his hand roam over his swollen stomach and smiled.

They weren't repulsive … were they? They were the same as any other baby. And the pregnancy shouldn't be considered repulsive either! It was a miracle, a dream (!) that he was even able to give Antonio children. Something he never in a million years would have thought he'd be able to do! The throne and kingdom would have a legitimate heir to take Antonio's place.

"Fuck them and their stupid way of thinking." he whispered.

The door opened, but he didn't look. He knew who it was. Hands came to rest on his shoulders, "How are you feeling?"

Lovino shrugged at Antonio's question, "My back hurts …" the king gave a lopsided smile and helped Lovino stand and get on the bed.

Antonio had Lovino sit, facing their headboard and use it to hold onto as he began to work knots out of the queen's back. Lovino let his eyes close and his head rested on his arm.

His mind wandered back to dinner and he growled, his anger rising, "I'm not fucking repulsive! And neither are the babies!" he blurted.

The king raised his brow confused. Realization came over him when he figured that was what the noble must have said to set off Lovi. He continued to massage Lovi's back, but his anger was slowly rising to match his love's. He felt the cold touch of blood lust enter him and he growled.

His precious husband and children weren't repulsive. Lovi hissed in pain and he frowned letting go of the younger man's shoulder, where he'd grabbed a little too hard in his anger. Antonio apologized and began rubbing again, "No, you're not. You're beautiful. You're gorgeous. You're handsome. The babies are wonderful. They're the best gift anyone could have given me and I love you and them dearly. You shouldn't go listening to the idle chatter of jealous nobles who can't see how truly wonderful my Lovi is. I don't know many men willing to go through all of this." he kissed Lovino's neck, "I don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful husband and family, but I thank the gods who granted me this happiness every night when I see you smile and see our children move in your womb."

Lovino turned around, tears brimming his eyes, "You mean it?"

Antonio smiled, "Why would I lie to you? Especially about that." the queen wrapped his arms around Antonio's neck and kissed him, "I love you, flattering bastard."

"I love you, too, my gorgeous queen."

Lovino hated the way he walked. He felt almost like a duck. And he couldn't really see his feet anymore over the twins. His ankles were swollen and his back was always giving him problems. It was nearing the end of December and he was going to be entering the seventh month.

His face heated up and his blood ran cold thinking that he would have two babies in about two months. He bit his lip and rubbed his swollen belly. One of the babies kicked the spot he touched and he smiled. Lovino liked to sit still and watch the movement. Sometimes he could point out to Antonio a foot pressing into his side. However, he also had to deal with the other one preferring to push his or her foot into his ribs. It was uncomfortable and sometimes hurt.

Like now. He hissed and stuck his hand under his rib and pressed down against the foot and sighed in relief as the pain subsided and he continued walking to Tessa's.

Tessa told him that they would be having a small party for the winter celebration. Ariana carried his bag of gifts and he even had his guard carrying a box.

He finally made it and knocked on the door to have Femke answer, "Mama! Lovi's here!" the girl hugged him the best she could with his belly in the way.

"Lovino!" Tessa hugged him, "My you're so big now! Femke said they were growing fast." she touched his belly. One of the babies kicked for the hundredth time in the passed hour and she squealed in delight.

Antonio showed up soon after and gave everyone hugs and a kiss to Lovino. Lovino opened his gifts and was irritated to find everyone, even Antonio had gotten him more than one gift (well him and Antonio). He found hand sewn baby clothes inside. Little white dresses and pants to match, "I heard they were traditional for you Lovino …" Tessa smiled, "I hope they're right."

He held up the little white dress and remembered those few years he spent with his brother and he nodded, "Yeah … they're right … they're perfect."

"Traditional?" Antonio picked up one of them.

Tessa smiled, "In Lovino's village … the one he was born in … it's traditional for children to wear white dresses until the age of thirteen?" she looked at Lovino.

"Fifteen." Lovino said, tearing of a bit of chocolate from a treat and biting into it.

"Yes, fifteen. It's a way of worship and praise to their god and to show the purity of children."

Antonio nodded, smiling down at the dress. He was glad to share Lovino's traditions, "Does this mean Lovi wore one, too?"

Lovino's face heated up red, "Yes. Now drop it."

"But why didn't you wear one until you were of age?" Lovino hit Antonio's arm, "Because that bastard Roderich made us change, then I came here. I didn't think you really wanted me running around in a dress at the age of fifteen."

Antonio grinned, "I think it would have been cute~!"

Lovino hit him again, but leaned against him and closed his eyes, feeling tired again. Everyone else opened all of their gifts and they ate snacks and talked.

On the way back to their room Lovino rubbed his eyes, sleepily, "I want Tessa given a new job. I want her to be tailor to the babies. She'll get a better room, closer to me and Femke and the babies and a little more pay if we can manage it."

Antonio smiled, "Anything for you, my love."

The rest of the year was eventful. Christian finally proposed to Femke and Tessa accepted the job and was moved into the queen's room with Femke (which was across the hall from the king's room). The servant's room was transformed into a nursery and filled with everything they would need for their babies.

Lovino walked through the nursery, his fingers running over the dressers filled with clothes to last the babies several years. There was a small toy box in the corner and it was filled with handmade and store bought toys. The floor had a large thickly woven carpet covering most of it's center. It was a bit of safety Tessa mentioned would help when the babied started learning to walk. He had wanted it completely covered, but it would have been a waste since the remainder of the stone floor could be filled with their furniture.

He felt a jolt of pain in his stomach and he dropped to his knees and cried out. The babies started moving erratically, sensing his distress. A guard came into the room.

"Your majesty!" he knelt down, "I should go get the medic." he helped Lovino stand back up and take him to his room and then helped him into the bed and rushed to alert someone to find the medic.

"It's a false alarm," Ray said, feeling around Lovino's belly, "They usually don't start up like this until a little bit later, but I know next to nothing about this potion of yours and a multiples pregnancy. You'll know if it's for real when it happens. Just keep getting plenty of rest and a little bit of exercise, like walking around the room. No heavy lifting and what not …"

Lovino nodded and let out a sigh of relief. As much as he wanted to see his babies, he knew it was too early and he was afraid it had been time.

January brought Lovino troubles. He'd awoken in the middle of the night with intense pains in his stomach again, but the medic said it was just another false alarm.

He became too large to maneuver comfortably and was confined to his bed with Femke, Savino or Ariana as his company and occasionally Tessa. The babies became extremely active and were constantly moving and kicking, much to Lovino's discomfort.

"Damn it!" he growled, forcing himself up. Antonio woke and looked at him, sleepily, "What is it?" the king had grown used to being woken up in the middle of the night for food, weird food at that, or when he couldn't sleep and needed Antonio to light the lamp so he could read or write.

"I can't sleep again! I slept just fine earlier when I had a nap, but now I can't even manage to fall asleep at all!" Lovino rubbed his stomach, trying to calm one of the kicking babies.

Antonio moaned into his pillow and sat up, "Do you want anything?"

The queen sat for a moment wondering if he should ask Antonio to go get his journal or a book, but something else came to mind. He and Antonio didn't talk much anymore. It was always 'are you okay', ' want me to get your book', 'is your back hurting', and then they would go their separate ways or sleep.

"What if the babies don't like me?" he said. His journal knew this questions well, as did Ariana, but he hadn't worked up the courage to ask Antonio. He knew the children would love their father to death. Antonio was naturally gifted with children and was a fun man to be around when he wasn't being annoying. He had no doubts about his ability to be a great and loved father.

But he wouldn't be the one spending nearly every hour of the day with them. Lovino would. And Lovino knew he could be grouchy, mean, angry and temperamental. Very few people could stand to look passed that, Antonio, Femke and Tessa being those few. Even Savino could only take so much verbal abuse before he called in Femke to take over whatever he was doing. He was worried that they wouldn't want him as their daddy or mama or whatever he was calling himself.

Would they prefer Antonio over him? Would they cry all day until Antonio walked in and saw them? His heart beat angrily and his face became red with humiliation.

Antonio sat up and wrapped his arm around Lovino's shoulder and pulled the man close to him, careful of the large belly.

"Lovi~ those babies won't like you," he earned an intense glare from Lovino, but Antonio grabbed his chin and kissed him, "Because like me, they are going to love you. No one, but no one, could not love you as their mama."

Lovino stared at him, still unsure, but he knew only time would tell. He rested his head on Antonio's shoulder, "They're going to love you …" Lovino muttered.

The king smiled and kissed his forehead, "What makes you say that?"

"They stop moving so so much when they hear you speak … it's kind of nice …" he muttered, drifting off.

"Is that right?" Antonio let Lovino lie down and he rested his head close to the belly. The man opened his mouth and began to softly sing a lullaby one of his nursemaids sang to him when he couldn't sleep. It must have helped because Lovino was finally peacefully asleep. He drew the covers up over Sverran's queen and laid down beside him.

TBC

~Lady Pyrien