Me: Komui, will you do the honors?

Komui: Crowsnight doesn't own DGM or the characters, only the plot.

Me: Thank you, and on to chapter 14

Situation

Chapter 14: Confrontations and Conceiving Kanda's

For a Wednesday, the library was not nearly as crowded as it should be. Maybe it was because of Thanksgiving tomorrow. I asked the librarian at the front if I could use the computer and she nodded, not looking up from her newspaper.

I sit at a computer as far away from anyone as possible, the pain in my stomach easing ever so slightly. After getting the computer set up, I click into the search engine. It took a few minutes of searching, but I eventually found a medical site that had boxes to put in your symptoms and it brought up possible illnesses. I go through the boxes quickly, inserting cramps, chills, vomiting, increased hunger, and increased sleep.

It loads for a second, the anticipation driving me mad. I gasp. There was only one "sickness" that came up. Frantically, I use different key words. No, it was the same, and I did this about ten times before giving up. Did it make sense? I was a man! I had the things a guy had, regardless of being gay! Go ask Kanda, because he knew just as much as I did.

I stand from the desk and bolt out the door. There was only one person who would be answering to this, and that was Komui. He had something to do with this, and he was going to explain why the computer consistently was saying I was pregnant.

I don't think as I barge into the lunatic's office, my stomach aching so bad I was on the verge of screaming. As I plopped down on the couch, Komui gazed at me, "Do you need something?"

I growl, "Start talking. I'm sick with something and all I can come up with is pregnancy. Now, what the heck did you do!?"

He nodded, "I understand that you don't like the situation, but I'm performing an experiment to see if we can give birth to an exorcist."

What did he say? Was he telling me that he was using me as a lab rat? I yell, "What gave you the right to screw with my body?! Are you saying I'm pregnant!?"

I have no clue how he was keeping his composure through this. Furious was an understatement of my emotions. He calmly said, "I realize that it was awful to use you as an experiment without your permission, but yes, Allen, you are pregnant."

He said the impossible. With all the emotions welling up inside me, all I can ask is, "How?"

Before he begins, he asks, "Do you want to get Kanda? I assume he's the father."

"No! I mean, he is the…the…I'm not telling him anything!" I stutter, not wanting to believe that there was a "father".

"Okay, then I'll tell you then," he said. "The pills I gave you had tiny pieces of Innocence in them. The Innocence bonded with yours, making it possible that if it was fertilized, an egg could become a baby. The pain you're experiencing is from the false uterus growing. It should begin to subside in a few days, but you need to be careful with moving too much, or you could strain your body."

I sit, staring at my hands, utterly speechless. I had a baby inside me. A baby! The way he said it, and the symptoms, it all made sense, but it just couldn't be true! I was a guy, and guys don't get pregnant! And what about in eight months when I was ready to deliver? I don't have the organs or whatevers to give birth. I ask, "What about when it's time to…"

He smiled, "See, that's the spirit! We'll perform a C-section and take out the baby and false uterus."

I didn't want this. I didn't want to be a mother or father or whatever. Silently, I stand, slamming the door behind me as I leave. Komui was such a jerk, and I hope he rots and dies for doing this to me. I was officially the biggest freak of nature in the world. I was pretty screwed up before, but this was worse, much worse. Opening the door, I see Kanda reading on the bed. He glanced up, "Are you okay?"

I smile, "Why wouldn't I be? I'm fine." He looks back at his book, "I don't know, but you seem worked up or something."

I panic internally, "No, I just really want a shower." I grab some clean clothes out of my dresser, and lock the bathroom door once I was inside. The pain in my stomach had abated for the moment, but I knew it could come back like a bullet any second. To think, I had a uterus growing inside me, along with another living, breathing thing. I shake my head as I remove my clothes and turn on the bath faucet. It wasn't normal. It wasn't natural, but if they couldn't find anyone else as messed up as me, I guess I was the volunteer.

I step into the steaming water, sliding down into the liquid. Why can't life be lived in a hot bath? Everything would be so much easier that way. I can't run away from it though. The truth was as evident as my change in behavior. The baby would grow up a freak, and I wouldn't be any better off in society.

I promise myself then that if this was how it was going to be regardless of what I do, then I was going to the best parent I can be. I wasn't going to abandon my child, die on them, or plunge them into debts up to their necks. Kanda would find out soon enough, and even though we'd gone through a lot, he wasn't going to stay with a freak like me. I guess I'd be raising our baby on my own.

How was I so calm right now? I. Was. Pregnant. This called for freaking out. Still, I feel serene and at peace. Maybe it was some motherly instinct I had.

It took thirty more minutes to get dressed after finishing with my shower, and I stepped into the bedroom. Kanda was still reading on the bed, not glancing at me until I sit next to him. Hesitantly, I pressed my lips to his. He responds immediately, tossing his book aside and pulling me down on top of him. I move my lips against his, allowing him to push his tongue in my mouth.

He flips us over so I'm under him, tugging my shirt off and discarding it somewhere in the room. I had decided that if he was going to leave me in a few days, then I wanted to be with him this way one last time. I feel his hot mouth trail down my body, starting at my jaw, working down my neck, and stopping when he came to my nipples. I moan in pleasure as he swirls his tongue around the bud and massages the other neglected one. As he does this, I forget about his shirt and fumble with the button of his jeans. He stops his work, glancing at me through his bangs, "What's wrong with you?"

I feel taken aback by the inquiry, looking away from his questioning gaze. A hand is pressed against my cheek, forcing me to look at the bluenette. I didn't want to though. He asks, "You're never this pushy. What's wrong?"

I realize that it wasn't a mean comment, but that Kanda truly was worried. He didn't need to be worried about me though. I answer, "Nothing, we can go as slow as you want."

He shook his head as he moved beside me, "You're not acting like yourself, Allen. I know you." No, you don't. You have no idea.

I don't answer, rolling over on my side so I can gaze at the wall. Maybe I wouldn't get that one last time after all. His arms wrap around me, but I shrug them off, not wanting to be touched. In less than a few minutes, I feel his body leave, hear the clatter of him getting Mugen, and I flinch as the door slams.

Was he really that angry with me? I just wanted to be with him before he left for good. Staring at my stomach, I whisper, "This is all your fault, Komui!"

The poor baby, she'll have to grow up with a dude as a mother and no real father. I'll still take care of her though. I'm not going to make the innocent thing grow up like I did, and I was going to help her became the best exorcist she could be.

I had always sort of wanted a baby, and had dreamed of what Kanda and I's child would look like. I know it's unnatural, but I knew it couldn't happen. Still, I thought if it was a boy, it would have short hair like mine, but be the dark cobalt color of Kanda's hair. He'd be tall, unable to be called Moyashi, and would one day be taller than his father. His Innocence would be very powerful, a mix of two of the more powerful exorcists at the Order, and be some sort of sword. I hadn't really thought about a girl, but for some reason, it seemed like I was leaning towards the child being female. A girl with two gay dads. You get to ten, the questions begin, and it all goes downhill from there. Lenalee help me if it is a girl.

I didn't even want to think about what Kanda would do to any boy that so much as touched her. I smile, trying to imagine Lavi's kid running around with his dad trying to get skewered by Kanda's katana.

Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance Kanda wanted a baby, too. I mean, he's a jerk and hates the world, but if he loves me, then why not our child? Why not the creature our love produced? I could ask him later; just ask out of the middle of nowhere, since I was apparently already acting all sorts of whacky.

Before I could start a new thought, I'm interrupted by a feral rumble. I sigh and stand, but pull on my shirt and begin the trek to the cafeteria. I'm not far from the dining room when Lenalee pops up beside me, "Hi, Allen!"

I smile, "Hey, what are you up to?"

"Looking for you, actually," she says hesitantly. "After you get your food, come sit with me."

I nod, and in about ten minutes am satisfying my hunger across the table from her. Glancing questioningly at her, I gobble down my load of food, waiting for the girl to begin. She says, "I know about the baby."

I swallow my food before asking, "Komui told you?"

She looked down, "I knew from the beginning. I didn't tell you, because I didn't think you and Kanda would do anything, and I guess I was wrong. I'm sorry."

I shake my head, "Don't apologize. I've come to terms with it. It may be unnatural to say the least, but I don't think I mind it. Kanda will though."

She doesn't reply for awhile, and when she does, I've already finished my radical amount of food, "Do you want to go back to the library for research? I'll come with you, and we can look through baby books."

I didn't really think about it like that. I would need to change a lot of my daily life to accompany the baby. I wouldn't be able to go on missions for eight months either. I nod, "Sure, but can we wait until Friday? I really don't want to do anything today, and tomorrow is Thanksgiving."

She smiles, "Yeah, that'd be fine. I was just so worried you'd be angry with me."

I shake my head as we begin to walk back to my room, "No, I'm not angry. Besides, who else is going to explain the womanly things to her if it's a girl?"

She laughs a little before waving and walking off in the other direction towards her room, "Friday at lunch then."

I nod, feeling the familiar essence of pain in my stomach. I'm happy that I can just plop down on the bed when I get back, Kanda still out training. Should I get on the top bunk? I mean, my boyfriend was obviously fed up with my crap, and there was no way on Earth I can sleep with him when he's radiating anger.

Painfully, I clamber onto the top bunk, happy to finally get there, but it didn't feel right. As I curl up under the blankets, I wish I hadn't been so pushy with Kanda. If I hadn't, he might still be lying next to me, a book in one hand and me in the other. Too little too late now, I guess. My eyelids feel heavy and I let them fall, dismissing the pain in my stomach I knew was from another living thing, not an illness.

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I'm completely aware of my surroundings when I wake. First off, I wasn't in my bed. Second, Kanda's arms were around me and I'm facing the wall. Third, there was no light what so ever and I know it's after six.

I cough, the wetness of it telling me that there was blood in my mouth before I tasted the saltiness. I swallow it back down. There was no way in this world I would be able to explain coughing up blood to the bluenette, followed by all the other stuff. I'm comforted by Kanda's breath of my neck, wishing to lie here forever, but know it can't. Everything ends at some point.

I wonder why he moved me down here and slept with me. Wasn't he still mad? I don't recall anything happening, so I can only assume he did it as I was sleeping. Then came the chills. I'm not sure which is worse, the everlasting coldness or the cramps, but both are pretty bad. I whimper quietly, trying to tighten the blanket around my body.

Kanda was either was awake already or was awoken when I moved, but either way he was awake now, and he rolled me over so my face was in his chest. It was definitely warmer this way, the chills becoming less of an obstacle between Kanda's overwhelming body heat and the warm fuzzy blankets draped over us. I try to nuzzle closer to my boyfriend, but hear, "You're going to put me in the floor, and you'll be coming down with me."

I giggle quietly, the pain quelled for now, and pull him towards me as I scoot nearer to the wall. I feel his lips press against my crown, and I feel better about life in general. If you didn't know, life isn't exactly my strong suit either. I whisper, "I'm sorry about earlier."

"Don't worry about it," he replies soothingly, almost like a cool balm on a fresh burn. I shake my head, "I thought you were mad at me though."

He murmurs, "I was never mad, just a little…frustrated." I don't push it any further, not wanting him to leave again. Kanda surprises me when he asks, "Do you want to do anything for Thanksgiving?"

He definitely making an effort here, and I loved it, but I wasn't one for big feasts since I had one for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I give him a look through my hair, letting him know exactly what I wanted. He says, "Fine, how about tomorrow we can do whatever you want, and no questions asked?

I smile and nod. That was perfect, and I said, "Thank you, Kandy!"

He doesn't say anything, but I see the faintest hint of a blush on his cheeks. I guess I could blame it on him being a little hotter than normal. That didn't sound right. He was warmer than normal. I hate my perverted brain.

I don't know why, but I was so happy, and I just started laughing. It may sound crazy, just bursting out in the middle of a serene moment, but I couldn't help it. Kanda looked at me with concern in his gaze, "Are you feeling okay?"

I nod, "I'm…fine…just really…happy." I'm pretty sure I fell asleep like that, a prominent smile across my features and giggles coursing through me.

Author Note: I'll let you guys figure out why he was laughing. I'm not going to write a detailed version of Thanksgiving Day since we know what was happening. I'll add a recap paragraph at the beginning of the next chapter. Also, I'm taking a vote: Who wants a snow day? (In the story that is )