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SeyPan: Babies

Michelle sighed, putting the pregnancy test down. It showed negative yet again.

She opened the bathroom door, seeing Kiku pacing nervously. When he saw her, he immediately stopped and stepped closer. She didn't need to say anything. It was written on her face.

Kiku wrapped her in a hug, and she clung to him.

"Why?" she whispered. "Why can't we have a baby?"

"Shh," he shushed. "Perhaps we're not meant to have one."

"But why not?" she asked. "Is something wrong with me? Won't I make a good mother?"

"You will make a wonderful mother," he said. "I was thinking that, perhaps… We should adopt. We could be parents to a child that desperately needs one."

"Adoption?" she sniffled. "Why not? We've been trying for three years. I'll never be pregnant. Perhaps we should."

Kiku smiled softly. He knew that Michelle would make a good mother.

Michelle laughed in pleasure. The two returned home after they had finalised the papers. They had been approved, and would be getting their new child the following day.

At first they had wanted a baby, but then Kiku saw a six-year-old Japanese boy who was sitting in a corner at the orphanage. Kiku had gone to speak with him, and the two had bonded.

It turned out that the boy had been abused as an infant, and three years ago a neighbour had brought him to the orphanage in the hopes of getting a better home for him. The boy, Kei, had been holding on his hope for three years. Hearing his story, Michelle and Kiku had decided that they wanted to make this little boy happy.

"We finally get to be parents," Michelle said.

Kiku's eyes widened when Michelle suddenly kissed him, but he smiled into the kiss. He was the one that deepened it, and before they realised it, they were on their way to their bedroom.

Kei was concerned when he saw his new mommy running to the bathroom for the umpteenth time. He went closer and saw her bent over the toilet, emptying the contents of her stomach.

"Mommy, are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said, a little out of breath. "I'm fine. Don't worry."

"I don't want you to be sick. If you're sick, you could die."

"I won't die," she said, smiling reassuringly. "I'm going to the doctor today, if you're worried."

Kei smiled. The doctor would make his new mommy better.

Kiku was watching TV with Kei. In the four weeks he had been living with them, Kiku and Kei have done as much as possible together. And Kiku had introduced the younger Japanese to anime.

They were waiting for Michelle to return from her doctor's appointment, and Kiku had to reassure the boy that Michelle wasn't dying.

They both stood up when Michelle returned, a bright smile on her face.

"Kiku!" she said, hugging the Japanese male. "I have wonderful news!"

"What is it?" he asked.

"I'm pregnant!"

Kiku's face split in a happy grin, and he hugged her back.

"That's wonderful news," he said.

They heard small footsteps running away, and they turned to see Kei running away. Their smiles faded and Kiku frowned.

Kiku and Michelle found Kei in his room, crying into his pillow. Michelle sat down beside him and placed her hand on his back.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Kei looked at her with teary eyes.

"You're going to have a baby," he said. "And now that you're going to have a real child, you'll send me back."

"What?" Michelle asked, eyes wide. "We would never do that."

"She's right," Kiku said, kneeling down next to Kei. "We made a choice: to love and care for you. The moment I first saw you, I knew that you were meant to be my child. We won't send you back, for anything."

"And what's family life without brothers or sisters?" Michelle asked.

"Keisuke," Kiku said, using the boy's full name, "I myself was adopted. I had three brothers and one sister. None of us were bound by blood, but we loved each other just the same."

"Just like how we love you," Michelle said.

Kei smiled as he hugged his new mom. Kiku forced himself into the hug, and he and Michelle shared a glance. They had a family that would only get bigger.

The prompt is: 'Person A and B have spent years trying to conceive. After failing numerous times, they finally decided to adopt. Once all the paperwork has been approved, your OTP celebrates with a night of fun. 4 weeks after they bring their child home from the orphanage, person B finds out they're finally pregnant. Bonus: If their adopted child is older than a baby, they get really upset and thinks they're going to bring them back to the orphanage, since now they are going to have 'a real child'.'