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Situation

Chapter 17: Ribs and Realizations

Screaming. The first thing my ears register as I wake up. I bolt up, and see the source of the noise is Allen and I frantically shake him, hoping the cause is a dream. No, his eyes are open and his face was slick with tears.

I knew he needed help. He was screeching in pain for goodness sake! Careful not to hurt my boyfriend, I took him in my arms, and that's when I notice it. There was something poking out of his side.

I didn't care that we were both in our underwear as I run as fast as I can to Komui's office, the evening rays of sun retreating. My only thought was to get help and how had he managed to break a rib in his sleep.

I was almost to Komui's office door and I whispered, "We're almost there, Allen." He was still screaming and I don't think could hear me, but I didn't care. I kick open the door, taking Komui by surprise as he jumped up and got into a fighting stance.

As soon as he saw the screaming boy in my arms though, he ran out the door, gesturing for me to follow. I sprint after him, relieved it wasn't far to the medical room.

Once we got to the surgery prep room, Komui said, "Set him on the table."

I carefully put him on the metal table in the middle of the room, not happy to let go of him. I heard footsteps over Allen's screeching, and soon Reever was beside me, tossing me an exorcist coat.

I watch Komui stab a needle into Allen's right arm as I pull on the clothing. I figured the needle contained some sort of anesthesia, and just before the whitette's eyes closed, he looked at me and whispered in a pained voice, "Don't let…them hurt…her…."

With that, he lost consciousness and I looked to Reever, "Who? Who doesn't he want you to hurt?"

Ignoring the question, Komui asked, "When was the first time the two of you had sex?"

"What?!" outraged was an understatement. "What makes you think we're doing anything?!"

"He's at seven weeks." I turn at a girl's voice to find Lenalee dashing to her brother's side. She asks, "Has it already big enough to break a rib?"

I was so confused, and for me, confusion and anger were a deadly mix. Taking a hold of Reever's collar, I shout, "What is happening to him?!"

"His rib is broken," he replied, fear of getting pummeled evident in his eyes. I growl, "I know that, idiot! What caused it to break?!"

"The baby! The baby is growing and it needs room!" he admits and I drop him. Komui and Reever then begin to wheel the table with my unconscious boyfriend on it into the surgery room. Lenalee lays her hand on my shoulder and whispers, "It's true, Kanda. Allen's pregnant."

I snap, "Stop lying and tell me the truth!" Whirling around, I glare at her, but from her eyes, I can tell she's telling the truth. That can't be right. It's not possible. Guys can't get pregnant. Pacing, I stare at the ground, not believing Allen had a baby in him, my baby.

"Kanda, he thinks you'll leave him when you find out. When he wakes up, you have to let him explain and make it clear that you won't ever leave him." She knew. She knew all along that he was pregnant and never said a thing. I say, "How?"

"The pills Komui gave him were-"

I raise my hand to stop her. It was the deranged scientist's fault that my Moyashi was pregnant. Lenalee said, "He just wanted to see if we could give birth to an exorcist by giving him drugs with fragments of Innocence to make it possible for it to bond, and if it was fertilized, become a baby."

"What about Allen?"

"He'd have a C-section to remove the baby and fake uterus."

I shake my head, "No, I mean what does Allen think about it. I know he tells you everything."

She nods, "Like I said, he was terrified you would leave him, but he thinks it's a girl and her middle name will be Mana."

He was happy that he was pregnant? The boy was demented! Then I remember. His scars. His scars were out in the open. Lenalee says, "What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost."

"Nothing," I reply. Maybe they could pass as battle scars. For his sake I hope so. It was another hour before Komui informed us that they had repaired the rib, and the baby was safe. Allen was still unconscious and as I sat beside him in his post-surgery bed he'd stay in tonight, I wondered what would happen. I mean, our lives were just changed forever, because we were having a baby.

I had secretly always wanted a kid of my own, but once I determined I was gay, I knew it would never happen, or so I thought. "Kan…da…"

I'm snapped out of my thoughts, and I look at Allen, his eyes open. A tear slips down his cheek and he looks away, shame written all over his face. He whispers, "Why are you still here?"

"Because I love you and our baby," I reply, taking his right hand in both of mine. He looks at me with confusion in his silver pools, "Why? I'm a freak. A-"

I interrupt him, "Don't you dare start degrading yourself, Allen. Don't you dare."

He doesn't say anymore on that subject and move to a new one, "Did they see my scars?"

I nod, "They think it's from battle as far as I know. It was pretty hard not to see them anyways."

"Why was that?"

I admit, "Considering you woke up screaming in pain, I had to carry you here, both of us in our underwear."

The whitette blushes furiously, "I'm sorry!"

"Don't be. I'd do it over again if I had to," I tell him, squeezing his hand tighter. This was the Allen I knew. The one who flushed strawberry when I said something and was always worried when we kissed that it lasted to long if my face was red. I'm not sure which I would describe him as if I could only use one word: sexy or adorable. They both were valid, but the kid could act seriously bipolar at times.

He asked, "Are you really okay with having a baby with me?"

I nod, "Yes. Sure, it's weird and abnormal for a guy to get pregnant, but I don't care. We aren't the most normal couple in the world obviously."

He smiles, "That makes me happy, Kanda. When am I able to leave?"

"Tomorrow, they have to make sure your rib is healing." Oh, it better heal, and if it doesn't I'll give him my blood.

Allen groans and closes his eyes, "I'm fine though! The pain is gone and the rib is okay."

I might have believed him, but five seconds after he said it, he coughs and splutters blood into the trashcan beside the bed. I was about get Komui, but I feel a hand grab my wrist. My boyfriend says, "It's okay, really. It happens sometimes."

I shake my head, "Coughing up blood isn't normal."

"It is when there's a fake uterus growing inside me," he protests. He had a point I guess, but that didn't mean I was happy about it. I growl under my breath, and sit back down in the flimsy plastic chair they gave me to sit in. I noticed he was still wearing his necklace, and it made me happy to think he wore it through surgery. I ask, "You really like the necklace, huh?"

He nodded, "It's my most prized possession. Actually, before I knew I was gay, I swore that if I ever proposed to a girl, I wouldn't buy a diamond."

I tilt my head, "Why's that?"

"It would be boring. There's no thought in buying an expensive rock and putting in a ring, but if you think about the person, the meaning they have to you and the type of stone it is, that makes it so much better. It doesn't matter is it only cost fifteen dollars, because it has more value than a bucket of uncut gems." He finishes and closes his eyes, his left hand going to the agate charm.

I was impressed by the thought that he gave the topic such deep consideration. I should remember what he said. "Do you know a lot about stones?"

He nods, "Yeah, Mana used to go into every gem store he saw and would ramble on and on about the meanings and what they help with. Of course, I thought it wasn't real, that he was talking myths and such until he gave me a chrysoprase piece for the nightmares I was having."

"Chrysoprase?" I ask, not familiar with the word and apparently stone.

"It's a stone to stop continuous nightmares in children and also is the power stone for December, which helped me a lot since it had direct energy to my birthday. All at once, the nightmares stopped, just stopped. Mana had made it into a charm and put it under my pillow."

I didn't know that a rock could have such a powerful effect. It was truly amazing that a mere stone had the influence of dreams in a young boy's mind. I continue my inquiry, "What's your favorite one?"

He thinks for a second, stroking the agate in his hand, "White agate. It reminds me of my hair, the bands that run through it, and the color is so pure and beautiful."

He yawned and closed his silver eyes, the cutest face he can possibly make spreading over his features. I lean over and give him a kiss in the corner of his eye where a yawn-tear had formed, "Sleep, you need your strength."

He nods, "Okay, but only if you lay down with me."

"I don't know if we can both fit," I say, doubt washing over me. Allen scoots over making room for me, but it would still be a tight squeeze. I was about to decline, but when he yawns again, I simply can't deny that face! He didn't have any cords, tubes, or needles stuck in him, so I just situated myself next to him.

He smiled, "Thank you, Kanda." I kiss his crown in response, guiding his head to rest on my chest as he threw an arm over my torso, and mine wrapped tightly around his small frame. The whitette fell asleep soon after that, probably still feeling the effects of the anesthesia. I didn't sleep though. I stayed awake to make sure nothing else happened in his sleep, and listen to his innocent whimpers as he nuzzled as close as possible to me. "Kan…da…I…lo…ve…you…."

I whisper to his hair, "I love you, too, Kitten."

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My eyes flicker open, feeling colder than normal despite Kanda's heat as he lay beside me. That's when I remember. I was in the infirmary because of a broken rib. I don't really feel any pain, but for all I know I could be high on morphine.

Sunlight poured in the windows high on the walls, washing over Kanda in his exorcist uniform and me in a hospital gown. Shrugging off my boyfriend's grasp, I sit up just as Komui and Lenalee walk in. The younger of the two blushes and waggles her eyebrows at me, causing the heat to rise in my cheeks as I nudge Kanda. He opens his eyes immediately and bolts straight up. If it hadn't been for his quick movements to catch me, I would have been in the floor.

Lenalee sits in the chair that was originally Kanda's and Komui asks me, "Have you had any pain or symptoms from before?"

I shake my head, "No, but I'm starting to get cold."

As if on cue, Kanda's arms are around me once again, wrapping a throw blanket around my small body like a cocoon. I had no earthly idea where the blanket had come from, but I didn't care. The lunatic raises an eyebrow at the two of us, and he says, "You can go now, but your ultrasound is Saturday the seventh at noon. Don't eat anything that morning."

I whimper and say, "Okay." I clamber out of Kanda's arms and off the bed, my bare feet landing on the cold linoleum and sending a shiver up my spine. I pull the blanket tight around me, making sure that the hospital gown would be covered completely, and begin to walk towards the door, my boyfriend beside me.

Lenalee is having a conversation with her brother as we walk out, and I'm certain it quickly turned into an argument; an argument Komui was losing. It takes about five minutes of walking in silence to get back to our room, and as soon as I open the door, I plop down on the bed. I was so tired, but for reason of hygiene, I knew I had to take a shower.

I groan and shrug the blanket off my shoulders before standing and getting some clean clothes out of my dresser. When I enter the bathroom, Kanda was already in there, stark naked and the water already running. Closing my eyes and hoping I wasn't blushing too badly, I ask, "Are you going to take a shower with me?"

"No, I just figured you'd enjoy the view, idiot," he replied in a sarcastic tone with hints of amusement underlying it. Carefully, I open my right eye just in time to see him seal the curtain behind him. After letting out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, I strip and follow him in. Kanda was sitting in the tub, bubbles beginning to form around him, and I step into the rising water, sitting beside the bluenette.

"Let's see here, how many times have we had sex, and you still are overly modest?" he asks playfully. I begin counting in my head, almost forgetting the first time, "Twenty-three."

He gives me an odd look and says, "You keep up with it?"

Then I realize he was making a joke, and I quickly turn away to hide my crimson face. I feel a hand on my thigh, creeping up my body, and I gasp in pleasure. Kanda asks, "Do you want to make it twenty-four?"

I whine, but am cut off as he begins ravishing my exposed neck and straddles me, bringing both hands to my curves to hold me still as I try to buck upwards. Throwing my head back, I moan softly as he plays with my body, doing whatever he wants to it.

All at once, he stops and pulls back. I whimper and he asks, "Will anything we do hurt the baby?"

I hadn't even thought about it. Would Kanda nearly slaughtering me with pleasure affect her? I say, "I don't know."

He moves off my lap and sits beside me again, his veil of hair shielding my view from his face. I hear a barely audible murmur and ask, "What?"

"Why did you keep it from me?" he asks louder. I didn't really know what to say, because if I told him that I thought he would abandon me, he might get upset with me. Probably taking my silence as a bad thing, he continues, "I…I know I'm not the best person in the world as far as a boyfriend, but I try…."

"It's not that, Kanda. You're the best boyfriend I could have asked for, and I love you with all my heart. It was just…I thought that you would leave me. Isn't that what happens when a guy gets his girlfriend pregnant, because they weren't careful?" I explain. I still couldn't see his face, and I knew mine was red. Feeling the first of my tears bubble over, I wipe them away, not wanting to cry like I normally would.

"How many times do I need to prove to you that I'm not going to abandon you? I don't care that you're covered in scars, used to be a cutter, or that you're pregnant." I can sense the very faint cracking in his voice, and see a drop land on the surface of the water. Kanda was crying. He was actually crying.

"I'm sorry," I apologize, the tears steadily flowing from my eyes. Slowly, I pull his hair back and put it behind his ear, revealing his red face and watery eyes. He looks away, closing his dark eyes and whispering, "Don't look at me. I don't like to feel weak."

"Weak? You think you look weak? Kanda, no matter what you do you'll never be weak, and you have to be strong for both of us, considering I'm the most powerless person on earth." I catch the next tear on his face with my thumb before kissing his cheek softly.

He still doesn't give me a glance as he says, "I don't cry."

"Yes, you do. Everyone cries at some point, it just depends on the reason whether they're weak or not. In your case, the two times you cried was because of me, and one was because I was about to kill myself."

"Whatever, just don't keep things from me anymore, okay?" he finally faced me, his pleading eyes shining with unshed tears and his face pink. I couldn't tell if the color was from the heat of the water, embarrassment, or from the crying, but the only thought in my mind was how adorable he looked. What kind of person was I, thinking that Kanda was cute when he cried?

I nod, "I won't, I promise." I smile and lean against him, burying my face in his chest.

Author Note: Oh, I bet everyone's happy now! Please, Please, PLEASE R/R!