Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Hiei's Devotion ❯ Love and Family ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Love and Family

 

Hiei had had better days, when he confronted Mukuro about his suspicions. The fearsome former queen of the Makai had actually fainted, and Hiei frantically called for a doctor. The old medic engaged to care for Mukuro confirmed the hypothesis; Mukuro was indeed carrying his child.

 

It was a difficult adjustment for Mukuro. She had assumed she was incapable of motherhood, and the very thought had brought up strange, sad feelings. She had, until recently, never been comfortable with the fact she WAS a woman, until Hiei had come into her life and bed. He had made her feel truly glad to be a woman for the first time in her life, through his love and devotion. The way her held her, touched her, kissed her, and looked at her, it was healing to her wounded sexuality.

 

There was also the issue of the child; she was sure that neither she nor Hiei could love it as much as it truly deserved, but they made a pact to do their hardest to give the child everything in life they had lacked.

 

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When Mukuro couldn't hide her growing belly any longer, a small riot broke out among her men. They were not happy that they had an even harder job, protecting a woman who was already weakened by love; and now even weaker in order to nourish the child within her womb, and the child could probably be a tyrannical spoiled brat as well. It made the bile rise in their gullets to imagine this, but yet they still respected Mukuro enough to stay loyal, through better or worse, not to mention Hiei would get really, really pissed if he even imagined a mutiny.

 

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Hiei pulled Mukuro into a spooning embrace. His hand drifted to her belly, laying it flat in order to catch any movement from the being inside. He eased his breathing into a slow rhythm, waiting patiently. A slow smile spread across his face as he felt the child stir.

 

The mother of his child sighed tiredly. The pregnancy was taking its toll on Hiei too; first had been the mood swings, and then came the insatiable appetite for sex and food. Mukuro hadn't been able to stomach anything but human meat in centuries, and suddenly found herself craving the very foods her stomach had rejected. The trusted physician under Mukuro's command speculated that the pregnancy had coaxed her stomach into craving and accepting foods that were of benefit to the developing child, because the scarce diet of human meat and Mukuro's bodily reserves weren't properly nourishing it.

 

Hiei heard the familiar rumble of her stomach, and rolled out of bed to summon a servant, and place an order for a late night snack. Mukuro watched him mildly from her position on the bed, while he ordered the sustenance for her.

 

“Come back to bed, Hiei, I'm cold,” whispered Mukuro softly.

 

“I'll be right there,” said Hiei, grabbing an extra blanket.

 

A knock sounded on the door.

 

“About time,” growled Hiei, swinging it open, only to take one look and snarl. “Where's the food!?” he snapped at the servant, nearly making him piss his pants.

 

“Ah, Hiei-sama, there are visitors, that boy of Raizen's who used to rule his territory, and the former heir of Yomi's.”

 

“What the hell do they want?”

 

The poor servant didn't get the chance to answer, because the two in question were already peering around him.

 

“Congratulations, Hiei!” said Yuusuke, shoving a bottle of foul smelling booze that had likely come from that drunkard, Chuu into Hiei's face. “This is for you, and we brought some stuff for Mukuro and the baby, too!”

 

Hiei stared at him, dumbfounded.

 

“Hello, Hiei,” said Kurama, smiling, and peering past him at Mukuro. “Hello, Mukuro, you're looking well.”

 

Mukuro sat up and grunted, her arms protectively encircling her belly. “You'd better have brought worthy gifts, because if they aren't, you're both going to die,” she growled.

 

“Of course we have,” said Kurama. Even Hiei's sister has contributed several gifts.”

 

At the mention of Yukina, Hiei's expression mellowed. “Just go wait in the meeting room down the hall. You, servant, have them bring the food there” he said, slamming the door in their faces. He turned to Mukuro. “Let's just get this out of the way and see what they brought us.”

 

After donning a warm jacket, Mukuro followed Hiei out to the meeting room where there was a decent sized pile of immaculately wrapped presents, beside the food that Hiei had ordered for his mate.

 

“We decided to give you somewhat of a baby shower,” explained Kurama.

 

“What's a baby shower?” asked Mukuro.

 

“It's where your friends throw you a party and give you gifts for the new baby,” said Yuusuke. “At least this one's gonna be a lot less girly than Keiko's, I nearly gagged at hers.”

 

“Oh,” said Mukuro, sitting down. Apparently this idea appealed to her. She reached for the first gift, which turned out to be several sets of sleeper pajamas for the baby when she ripped off the wrapping and opened the box. The tag said it was from Yuusuke and Keiko. Other gifts included a pacifier and bibs from Koenma and Botan, a goofy looking teddy bear from Kuwabara, and a nice maternity sweater for Mukuro from Kurama. The gifts seemed to please Mukuro, much to Yuusuke's relief. The woman was scary when mad, he had heard.

 

Hiei opened one too, the gift from Yukina. Nestled lovingly inside the box was a hand-knitted pair of baby booties and a very soft, warm baby blanket, also handmade.

 

“Yukina-chan's very happy for you two,” said Kurama, smiling. “She learned to knit just for you guys.”

 

Hiei fingered the soft blanket. It was very much like his sister, soft and comfortable, and even smelled faintly of her.

 

“Tell her we're grateful,” he murmured.

 

 

 

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Mukuro became restless as her belly swelled even more, to the point that she resembled a ripe peach about to burst. The constant kicking of the baby kept her awake, so she took to prowling the fortress. On this particular night, she had felt relieved as the baby had settled headfirst into her pelvis, giving her lungs and other innards more room. What she didn't know was that the clock had started ticking, and the child was going to arrive very soon.

 

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Hiei blinked awake when he felt a pair of hands shaking him awake. “Huh? What is it?” he asked groggily.

 

“I said I'm in labor, you ass!”

 

“What?”

 

“THE BABY'S COMING!”

 

“Shit! Why didn't you just say so!?” he was up in an instant, and ran out, screaming for someone to summon a midwife or doctor or whoever could deliver the baby.

 

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“Mukuro-sama, you need to PUSH! This baby's being stubborn about coming out,” said the old midwife. Mukuro glared at her, silently cursing the fact that there was no one else to deliver the child if she gave in to her desire to kill the shrew. The old woman didn't even bat an eye; she was far too used to the rage of laboring mothers to care. To her, Mukuro was just another one of them, no more dangerous than the average Makai woman.

 

Mukuro gritted her teeth and cursed through them, glaring at Hiei like it was his fault she was in this undignified position and in pain. She summoned up what must have been monumental strength, and pushed hard, squeezing out that stubborn entity that had occupied her womb for several months.

 

Hiei's eyes went nearly perfectly round when he first saw the screeching, flailing creature the midwife held up. The child was not happy about being cold and wet and outside his mother, and was letting everyone know his feelings in an earsplitting wail.

 

The midwife was all business, tying and snipping the infant's cord and rubbing him dry. She laid the child on Mukuro's breast, and with this, he immediately stopped his squalling, and rooted around for a nipple.

 

Mukuro forgot her rage at the midwife as she stared at her son, who had hair like his father, and bright blue eyes. He was in a word, innocent. Hiei stared also, already in love with this new creature that had no hardship and hate to corrupt him. He was pure and sweet.

 

While gazing at his son, the first tear Hiei had ever shed slipped down his cheek. It was all he could do to keep himself from breaking down and sobbing with unbridled joy. From the look on her face as her baby suckled, Mukuro felt the same as he.

 

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The fortress looked the same as it had five years ago, but the atmosphere had changed drastically, in response to the untroubled young life being nurtured within it's walls. The boy called Kiseki was currently engaged in sneaking up on his napping father to pounce on him, his favorite game.

 

He crept up slowly, and leaped with lightning speed, but Hiei was ready. He caught the projectile boy and ticked him mercilessly.

 

“You were only pretending to be asleep, Oyaji!” cried the boy between laughs.

 

“That's right! Now what is your mother doing?”

 

“She's bringing us something to eat. After lunch, I wanna train!”

 

“Hn...”

 

“Please?” Kiseki made a face.

 

Hiei sighed. He just couldn't deny that face. “Oh all right.” The boy cheered, and rand to his mother, who had just appeared with lunch.

 

“Ofukuro, Oyaji's gonna train me after lunch! You wanna train with us?”

 

Mukuro smiled at her small son. “Of course.”

 

Watching his excitement, Hiei marveled in the fact that something so pure and innocent had been born to two demons with bloodstained, sorrowful pasts. Life had come full circle for him and his loved ones, even those far away, cared for by loves of their own.

 

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The end! Now review like good peons.

-Kohaku Hoshi