"I need to tell you something." Naru doesn't answer and I feel how his breathing has evened out. He's asleep. I think, a small smile on my face. I sigh, snuggling in to his uninjured side, deciding to just tell him tomorrow.
•
3rd Person's Point of View:
When Naru wakes up the next morning, the light is shining through the window. A nurse is walking around and handling the machines around him. She turns and smiles at the dark haired man when she sees he's awake. In a very quiet voice, "If you hold out your hand, I'll take the IV out so the two of you will be more comfortable."
Naru raises his hand with no thought. She smiles, the wrinkles around her eyes becoming more apparent. The woman couldn't be any older than late thirties, with laugh wrinkles around her mouth and eyes. Even though she seemed to be getting older, the happiness and love still shines brightly in her eyes. Naru decides he secretly likes the woman.
"You two look so good together." She whispers, brushing some dark tendrils that dare escape from the hair tie, "Like two pieces of a puzzle. I see you're engaged." Silently, Naru nods, finally able to put both arms around the small girl next to him.
"Would you happen to have any broccoli and peanut butter in the cafeteria?" Naru asks, his voice monotone and his mask on.
The nurse thinks for a moment, "I believe so, but I must say, that's quite an odd combination." Naru's eyes flicker down to Mai's stomach, before flicking back up to the nurse. The woman gasps, her hands flying to her mouth as she gets his message. She sends him a wink and then leaves to retrieve the food.
Mai moves next to him, burrowing closer to him for warmth. From sharing a bed with her for so long, Naru knew that she would be awake soon. First she would search for more warmth, the make some type of noise, and then those big brown eyes would open and automatically search for him. Naru would never understand why she seemed to search for him, even in her subconscious state.
Naru remembers when he'd first came back from England. He'd been sitting in that chair… waiting. Waiting for her. He realizes that now. At the time, he'd convinced himself that he'd been sitting there waiting for tea, not the tea-maker. When the door had opened, the first thing he noticed is that the air around them had become anxious, but was somehow… warmer. The chime of her voice and then she was walking through the door, every part of her freezing as she catches his eye.
Dear God, he'd never been as attracted to any female as he had been then when she'd walked in with those boots. The heels on them had just done something to her legs that had had him mentally panting. Of course, at the time, he denied it all.
Naru finds he thinks about the past a lot, mostly after he returned from England. Memories such as when he first saw her. The first time he'd seen her at work. When his lips had first made contact with that creamy soft skin. When he'd first wrapped his arms around her in an embrace. The first time he'd shared a bed with her. However, Naru's favorite memory is—
Wait, no. That isn't true anymore. His favorite memory used to be when they'd admitted to loving each other. Now it bounces between that, the first time they'd made love, when he'd proposed (as a horrible situation as that had been, it still made a slippery feeling in his chest), when he'd bought the house, and when he'd found out Mai was pregnant with his child. All of them were memories that made him feel… he didn't know. Complete, maybe? Whole? Serene? Naru didn't believe there enough words in the world, in any language, that could express what he felt for Mai. There was nothing that could compare.
The nurse quietly creeps in with a cup of peanut butter and a bowl of broccoli. She places that next to his uneaten breakfast, and with an aunty-like wink, she glides out of the door.
Naru looks down to his fiancé, thinking about the months to come.
Would it be male or female? Twins? Like him and Gene?
Naru knew very few things about Mai and his soon to be child(ren?), but of those few things he was sure. They'd be intelligent, they'd be compassionate, and they would be good-looking as hell.
Naru snorts quietly when he thinks of the last one. Then he glances down at Mai; he watches the way the sun caresses her cheeks gently. The soft morning sunlight causing her hair to shine with a brilliance and he was nearly positive if her eyes were open, they'd be a brilliant golden color: the sun shining a spot light on HIS sun.
Naru smiles gently, leaning his head back again and pulling her closer.
Yes. Their children are going to be gorgeous.
Mai's Point of View:
When my consciousness returns, I'm aware of two familiar arms wrapped around me. As if it's a first instinct, I immediately push closer to the heat that is just Naru. Then I remember why my back hurts and why the bed is so stiff.
We're in the hospital.
I jerk away and slam in to the bar on the side of the bed. My head throbs painfully and I whimper. Naru snorts and I send him a glare. He gives me a small smile, the light coming from the window making him seem like a dark angel bathed in heaven's light.
"I just didn't want to hurt you," I tell him, looking at the large bandage wrapped around his shoulder, "Does it hurt?"
"Well, it didn't when I was peacefully sitting quietly with my cute fiancé asleep in my arms, but then you attempted to jerk my arm from my socket and now it's throbbing." He sends me a glare and I giggle a little bit.
Then I blush, "You really think I'm cute?"
His hard eyes soften, and he smiles at me, "Mai, you're more than cute, but I'll never tell you otherwise."
I pout, "Why not?"
His eyes heat up and he tosses me a devilish smirk, "Because I'd rather show you."
I bite my lip, "You know, I'm pretty sure it's impossible for you to be this handsome." A thought occurs to me, "And you're all mine." I look up at him. Naru smiles down at me shyly, something I don't see him do that often. When he does, however, I want to hug him right and never let him go. This is my Naru. No else sees this side except me.
"I'm yours as long as you'll have me, mon tout." Naru tells me in a quiet voice, the deep baritone in his voice becoming apparent. He brushes back my bangs with his hand.
I bite my lip, "Naru, there's something I need to tell you." Anxiousness fills me as he looks at me expectantly. "Um… I-I'm pregnant…" He's quiet for a moment, before his eyes light up in humor and he smiles at me. All handsome deviousness shining through. It clicks, and I sit up abruptly, "You know already?!"
Naru rolls his eyes, "I'm not an idiot, Mai."
Tears spring to my eyes, "If you knew, why didn't you tell me?"
Naru smiles again and raises his hand to my face, wiping away some of my tears, "Because you needed to figure it out on your own. You probably didn't tell me right away because of some stupid fear that I didn't want it, right?" I blush because he's right. Those blue eyes roll in his head, "Mai, if I didn't want kids with you ever, don't you think I'd have paid to have either you or I unable to have children? If I wasn't in it for everything, I wouldn't have bought us a house, or have gotten engaged to you, or anything even remotely close to a commitment. Mai, you're it for me. You're all I want in my life and I hope you don't mind me, because I don't have the strength to let you go now."
The quiet admission brings tears to my eyes once again, and I just can't find it in me to be mad any more. I lay back down and snuggle close to him, kissing his chest and sighing in content when he wraps both arms around me. Just as we settle, the door flies open and Yasu's voice rings through the air. Naru and I both groan, and then I'm laughing, with Naru shaking his head at me.
It isn't until much later that it actually hits me. Naru and I have so much to decide on before the baby gets here. Like names, or if we're going to live in England or Japan, or what color we want the room, and everything else of that nature. It's completely insane when I think about it all. Not to mention, Madoka is still encouraging me to speak with Naru about finding the baby a home for adoptive parents.
I didn't want to get rid of our baby. I wanted it. I already loved it (I should probably stop calling it an it, but until I found out the gender, I think it's just going to be an it). I think I'd love it rather it's male or female. Or if it's powerful or weak. Or if it's genius or has learning disabilities. I didn't even care rather it liked girls or boys, no matter the gender, I just want it healthy and with me.
All of this took an entire week to figure out, though it should have taken less, but hey, I'm only human. I think Naru noticed that I was finally settled with the idea that we were going to have, and keep, a baby, because he started cleaning out the room across the hall from ours.
It's after my exams that I get the call. I'm sitting on the couch with Naru. I was barely three months along, so there was no way I had a baby bump yet, but Naru liked to put his head on my stomach and listen. I wasn't exactly sure what he was listening for, but after having a stressful day at work, we were both happy to just sit and not talk to each other.
I'm sitting on the couch with one leg cocked up and the other dangling off of the couch. Naru is laying between my legs with his head on my stomach, and Daisuke is laying along the top of the couch, enjoying the ear scratching I'm giving him.
My phone begins to play The Gazette by Filth in the Beauty. Madoka's favorite song. I'd never taken her for the hard rock type, but as Cicero once said, 'To each his own.' Naru looks up sharply with an alarmed look and I laugh as Daisuke takes off at the loud guitars and the haunting melody of the lead singers voice. I grab my phone and slide the little green button across the screen, "Madoka! Your choice in music has successfully scared Naru!" He scowls at me and I laugh.
"That's great, Mai." Madoka's voice is strained.
I sit up, "Madoka, what's wrong?" Naru stands up and begins gathering our things. My jacket and his keys and his wallet.
"Lin and I are on our way to the hosptial—"
"Oh no," I cut her off, "Is the baby okay?"
"Yes yes. He's fine. He's just ready to say hello." She sounds so happy yet in so much pain at the same time.
"You're going in to labor?!" Naru sends me a wide eyed look and begins to shove my jacket on, pushing me outside and in to the car.
"Yes. I thought you and Noll might wanna be here." Madoka says as Naru jogs back to the house to lock up as I put on my seat belt and turn the car on to blast the heat. It's almost winter and it's freezing.
"Madoka, I'm already in the car and Naru's getting in now." I say with a smile on my face as Naru shoves his seat belt on and throws the car in drive. We're on the road in ten seconds flat.
"Oh, good. Hurry please. As much as I love Lin, I don't think he can handle the sight of a baby coming out of his favorite place."
I laugh loudly at that as I hear Lin's deep baritone say her name in a scolding. "We're going to be there soon, Madoka. Naru and I love you, so hold out until I get there. I wanna be the first to hold my little nephew."
Madoka laughs in to the laugh, the sound breathless, "Whatever you say, Mai."
3rd Person's Point of View:
Naru winces subtly next to Lin as Madoka's scream echoes through the halls of the hospital once again. Both of the inverted men could hear Mai's voice calming the birthing woman.
"How does she stay calm with all that blood?" Lin looked green. He was sitting next to the dark haired professor in the seats outside of the room. The nurses would come get them when Madoka was all the way dilated, but even then, Naru would be standing as close to Madoka's head as he could. He did not want to see that.
Knowing that the tall man was talking about the only brunette in that room, Naru sighs, "Because she just can. It's one of her strong points."
"MADOKA, YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY HAND!" Mai's voice echoes louder than the most recent scream had.
Both men snort, but it's Lin that says, "And I don't guess enduring pain is a strong point."
The door opens and the same nurse Naru had had when he was here pokes his head out, "She's ready, you two." Both men stand and enter the room. Seeing Mai holding on the Madoka's hand, Naru avoids the obvious situation in the room and stands by his fiancé, who sends him a clipped smile.
"Ready, Mrs. Koujo?" The doctor asks, standing between Madoka's legs with nurses on either side of him.
Madoka nods, "Let's go, doc."
"Alright. Push."
•
"Awe! He likes you, Naru!" Mai says as the crying baby immediately calms once placed in his uncles arms.
Naru rolls his eyes, "I think he's just happy I'm not pinching his face like an idiot." The baby giggles and Naru sends Mai a smug look.
She scoffs, "He doesn't even know what you're saying! He's barely an hour old, Naru! And he's just too cute not to want to pinch his whittle cheeks." Mai's face scrunched up as she speaks in 'baby talk' with slow steps toward Naru and Gin.
Naru rolls his eyes, "You're an idiot."
"You two look ready for a baby." Madoka says, watching from her hospital bed with Lin, who is rubbing her shoulders.
Mai nods, a serious look on her face, "Since we've decided to keep it, we honestly need to start figuring out a few things." Naru knew this, but instead of wanting to talk about things, he mostly just wanted to cuddle and listen for a heartbeat.
Madoka nods, agreeing as Naru hands her back the newborn, "Like where the two of you will primarily live and what kind of education you want for him or her."
Naru rolls his eyes, "Of course we'll live in Japan, and they will be perfectly fine with a public education."
"They?" Mai asks, looking alarmed. Naru smirks at her and opens his mouth to answer when the door bursts open and Ayako and Haru both come crashing in. From that moment on, the baby is passed around in between sanitizing each other's hands and wiping off every surface that they come in to contact with.
It's well past midnight by the time Naru and Mai get home it's nearly two a.m. when they crawl in to bed, and Mai sighs comfortably as she lays her head on Naru's chest.
"Naru?"
"Hn."
"They?"
"They."
"As in more than one?"
"As in as many as you want." Mai's heart warms and she snuggles closer to her fiancé, kissing his jaw before finally falling in to a warm and peaceful sleep.