After we finished consummating our marriage, the Moyashi and I went down to the cafeteria for a late lunch. The room was alive with chatter, but it all stopped the second we walked into the room. I didn't have to hear any of it to know that everyone had been gossiping about the way we had kissed at breakfast.

And now they were staring at us. Well, more at Allen than me. Without his oversized sweater, it was obvious that he was still as skinny as ever, which only served to draw more attention to his belly.

Allen made it halfway to Jerry's counter before he noticed that everyone was staring at him. He immediately got self-conscious and froze. It didn't escape my notice that his left hand, the hand that was now adorned with the silver band that marked him as mine, was placed on his pregnant belly. I stopped behind him and whispered so low that even in the complete silence he would be the only one who could hear me. "Is there something wrong or are you being an idiot?"

When he didn't respond - ok, 'idiot' it is then - I placed my left hand on top of his, our wedding bands sitting side by side. Then I kissed the back of his neck. Unlike at breakfast, that didn't get a reaction out of him. Though given that the baby immediately kicked the spot where our hands were, maybe there was a legitimate reason for him to be acting the way he was. "Does it hurt?"

He shook his head. "No. It's just really weird."

"Che." I shoved him forward a little roughly; despite my decision for us to start acting like we love each other, I still did not have much patience for dealing with idiots. "Then stop standing here like a moron and go get your food. Baka Moyashi."

Allen and Jerry exchanged their greetings, and that snapped the people in the cafeteria out of their stupor. The room filled with chatter again, but that didn't stop me from glaring at everyone as I moved to join my husband.

I had to sit through Jerry gushing over us, which was incredibly annoying, but he was the chef, so I had no choice but to take it. The deep blush on the Moyashi's cheeks as he stuttered through explaining his pregnancy to the man made it completely worth it though.

When our food was ready, I followed the Moyashi to the table where the rest of the exorcists were sitting. If there was ever proof that Allen had changed me, that was it. I could actually stand to sit and eat with people around, and I even considered some of them friends. They were still annoying, but through the Moyashi's influence, I had learned how to not only tolerate them but appreciate them.

This was a day that was meant to try my patience though. In the middle of splitting apart my chopsticks, my left hand was pulled across the table. The action was accompanied by a girlish shriek. "What on earth are you wearing on your finger, Yuu-chan?"

"Don't call me that!" I glared death at Lavi as I forcibly yanked my hand out of his grasp. "It's a ring, moron."

The redhead was annoyed by my stating of the obvious. "I know that. I meant, why are you wearing a ring, and why is it on your left hand?"

I couldn't answer the question because I wasn't paying attention to him anymore. The second Lavi had called attention to my ring, the Moyashi had moved so that he was sitting on his left hand. His expression remained normal as he focused on his food, which made me wonder what he was thinking. However, the fact that he was hiding his ring pissed me off a little, and I growled at him. "What do you think you're doing, Moyashi?"

"Eating." The smart-aleck response was followed by a very sincere look. Allen actually swallowed and put down his fork before he spoke; it was unexpected, but I knew that it was his way of telling me that he was giving me his full attention. "Look, it's been a long morning. I'm hungry. I need this to wait until I've finished eating, Yuu. Can you do that?"

I snorted at his request. "Che. That will only take like ten minutes, so I may as well."

As the Moyashi gave me a thankful smile and turned back to his food, Lavi reclaimed my attention with a very obnoxious comment. "Awww. You two are so cute together."

I snarled at him. "Do you want me to hurt you?"

The Usagi just responded with that obnoxious smile of his that made me want to hurt him even more. "No, I want you to answer my question. Why are you wearing a ring, Yuu-chan?"

It took all of my self-control to remain seated and not run Lavi through with my sword. "Do not use my first name!"

He responded with an incredibly obnoxious whine. "But you let Allen use it!"

I snapped at him, not realizing what I'd said until after the words were out. "Allen is my husband; he's allowed to use my first name. You're an annoying rabbit. You're not allowed to use it."

Fortunately, no one seemed to notice my slip up. Not even the highly observant Lavi caught it; he just continued to whine about how unfair it was that I wouldn't let him use my first name. Taking advantage of the lucky break, I tuned out the rabbit and focused all my attention on my food.

The peace didn't last long though, as someone had noticed my slip up. Not that I knew that that was why the idiot Moyashi had suddenly started squirming in his seat. He was doing an incredibly poor job of concealing a grin as he ate, and it just grew more and more irritating.

But before I could snap and tell him to knock it off, he suddenly slapped his hand over his mouth and bolted from the table. The queer shade of green on his face said that he was heading to the bathroom to throw up.

He didn't make it that far.

Fortunately for everyone, he had at least made it to the garbage cans and didn't make a mess, but it was still disgusting listening to him vomit.

When he was done, he was approached by Jerry, who was obviously concerned over what had happened. But before I could go join their conversation, my attention was claimed by Lavi. The redhead was acting really weird, leaning across the table and messing with Allen's plates. I kicked him in the shin to make him stop. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to find out what made Allen sick." He stopped rifling through the plates when he reached the dish that the Moyashi had been eating. He sighed and shook his head as he set the plate back where it was. "Figures. Bacon has to be the most common thing that pregnant women can't stand."

"Don't say it like that to his face." I snorted with the joke, but then a different thought struck me. I smirked at the rabbit. "Actually, scratch that. Say it exactly like that. I'd like to see the Moyashi beat the crap out of you."

"Why am I beating up Lavi?" The Moyashi gave us a confused smile as he sat back down beside me.

Lavi quickly put a pacifying smile on his face and beat me to the explanation. "I was just telling Kanda that it's normal for people to not be able to eat bacon during pregnancy, so it's not something that should worry you."

The Moyashi scowled darkly at Lavi, putting together for himself why I thought he'd hit the redhead. "You said 'women' didn't you? The first time you said it, you compared me to a woman, didn't you?"

The Usagi swallowed hard, clearly scared by Allen's tone. But he apparently didn't have the sense to keep his mouth shut. "Well, you're pregnant, and that's a female condition, so yeah, I-"

The sound of Lavi falling to the floor after being punched in the face echoed through the cafeteria. If anyone wasn't watching us after Allen's vomiting incident, they were now.

The Moyashi glared down at Lavi, who was still reeling from the punch. "I may be married to a man and pregnant with his child, but I am not a woman."

As much as I enjoyed what had just happened, I didn't want Allen to get too angry or he'd be a pain in the ass to calm down. I placed a hand on his shoulder, intending to say something soothing, but the second I made contact, he calmed down on his own and returned to his seat.

While the Moyashi returned his attention to his food, Lavi picked himself up off the floor, grumbling the whole time. When he turned those grumblings on Allen, complaining about being punched and asking for an apology, I interrupted, mostly to make sure that the Moyashi didn't give in to him. "You brought that on yourself, Baka Usagi. I told you what would happen if you opened your big, fat mouth, and you didn't listen. So drop it. The Moyashi's not going to apologize."

Allen briefly looked up to smirk at the redhead, but then his focus returned to his food. We ate in relative silence until he finished, ignoring the still grumbling rabbit across the table.

Allen laid his utensils down on his empty plate and then he leaned against my shoulder with a contented sigh. I scowled at him over the invasion of my personal space, only to find his eyes closed and a serene smile on his face. "Che. What do you think you're doing, Baka Moyashi?"

"Sleeping."

The way he said the word was absolutely adorable. I rolled my eyes at him, but didn't push him away. "If you're that tired, go back to the room and sleep on the bed. I'm not your pillow."

He giggled in response then pouted at me, all without opening his eyes. "Yes, you are. You're my husband now, that makes you the best pillow."

This time I did push him away. The Moyashi sat up and yawned, covering his mouth with his left hand while the other rubbed the small of his back. When he was done, I planned to comment on what he'd just said, but before I could, Lavi was grabbing Allen's hand in much the same way as he'd grabbed mine at the beginning of the meal. "Oh my god! You're wearing a ring too! What is going on?!"

While I scoffed at the redhead for not catching the obvious, Allen blushed bright red and gave him a nervous smile. "We got married this morning."

Lavi just blinked stupidly at him and dropped his hand. "But didn't you say at breakfast that you didn't want to get married? What changed? And why'd it happen so fast?"

The Moyashi's smile faded to a frown as he placed his elbow on the table, resting his chin in his palm. "It's because of the baby. We have to be married if we want to keep her."

What followed his declaration was twenty incredibly long and awkward minutes of explaining his pregnancy to those around us. I tried to stay out of it, but they all insisted on hearing that I was the father of his baby directly from me, so I kept getting dragged into the conversation.

The only reason that the awkwardness ended when it did was because the Moyashi let out a big yawn, leaned back against my shoulder, and instantly fell asleep. I tousled his hair, but he didn't budge. "Baka. I told you not to do that."

One of the finders, I didn't know or care what his name was, spoke and pulled my attention away from the sleeping Moyashi. "You're going to let him do that?"

"Che. I'm not going to wake him up, if that's what you're asking." I knew it wasn't, but I wasn't about to answer the real question; if I was going to admit to loving Allen, I was going to do it while he was awake and could hear me so that I wouldn't have to say it twice. "He's emotional and sleep deprived. Waking him now would be asking him to bite my head off."

Several of the others laughed, and that uncomfortable subject dropped. Lavi took the conversation in a direction I was more comfortable with. He rubbed the cheek Allen had punched earlier as he laughed at my words. "I bet. How many times has he threatened to castrate you over this?"

The question was a little surprising; that was something that the Moyashi probably should have done by now and it was weird that he hadn't threatened me at all over this. "He hasn't. He's actually taking this really well."

They all gave me looks of disbelief, so I shrugged and explained it a different way. "He's already pretty hopelessly in love with the baby. I don't think it's even occurred to him to be mad at me over this."

The chatter increased tenfold after that, and while it was somewhat fun to listen to them wonder when the Moyashi was going to flip out at me for getting him pregnant, I was done with this. I quickly finished the last few bites of my soba, and then I picked the sleeping Moyashi up and carried him back to our new room. There were a few 'aww's from the crowd, but my usual glare quickly shut them up.