Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pregnant Fathers ❯ First Trimester: Week One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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Pregnant Fathers

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Month One: Week One

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'I'll walk in the rain by your side,

'I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand,

'I'll do anything to help you understand,

'I'll love you more than anybody can.

'~John Denver "For Baby"'

It was printed under a black and white picture of a child looking up at someone outside of the picture, and by the masculine hands holding the baby, Hiei assumed that it was the chichiue. It was the caption and picture that went with the preface, and - because he couldn't help himself - Hiei kept going back to read it, and stare at the picture. Today especially.

Yukina, Botan, Keiko, and Genkai had all seemed to take it upon themselves to make sure that Hiei would be miscarriage-free. For the past month, they had been feeding him healthy foods. Since they saw no point in making *him* excercise, they left him to do that on his own. However, the time that he usually spent training had been spent contemplating and reading. He hadn't wanted to overexert himself, and he had been curious about this 'Pregnant Fathers' book.

He had read through to the first chapter, and he had just realized that a book on motherhood probably would have been better.

The author of the book had been an expectant chichiue as well, and spoke about how he expressed feelings of jealousy about his wife being able to feel his child inside of her, and of the attention that she was getting. Sometimes, he hadn't wanted to be around her because he felt so crowded, but other times, he just wanted her near by.

The short essay in the first chapter, 'The Masculine Mythos', was actually what he needed. While a book on motherhood would give him information on how to deal with the pregnancy and feminine feelings on the matter, Hiei realized that he needed to know more about the male feelings.

Hiei knew how to deal with the being with child part, but actually fathering them . . .

On second thought, this book was exactly what he needed.

'I'll love you more than anybody can.'

"Oniisan? Are you ready?" Yukina whispered, touching his shoulder.

He did not answer, instead, reading - whispering - the poem one last time to himself, almost like a prayer, "I'll walk in the rain by your side, I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand, I'll do anything to help you understand, I'll love you more than anybody can."

His imoutochan smiled warmly, and took his hand, leading him to the living room where the others were waiting for him. The kits were sprawled out over their parents' laps. The futago were both sitting on their chichiue's lap. Sasuke was sitting between his parents, and Keiko was patting his head absentmindedly.

Hiei fidgeted slightly, and sat down in the plastic-covered chair - with plastic under it to ctach the blood - that allowed everyone to see him, feeling very strange being the center of attention. He said, "Yukina-chan, should the children watch this?"

"Why? What's wrong?"

Kibaha piped up, "I wanna see the futago!"

Yuusuke narrowed his eyes, "That doesn't sound like such a bad idea." He turned to the children, "If you want to see some blood, go ahead and stay here. If not, go play outside or something. You won't be able to see the futago for a couple days anyway."

The girls looked at each other as one, and squealed, running outside. Kibaha fiddled his thumbs, "Why won't the futago show?"

Kurama patted his head, "They're too small. Smaller than you."

"That's small," Sasuke said.

The three boys toed at the carpet, peeking up at the adults through their eyelashes.

Yuusuke chuckled, "Go on, we don't blame you."

They nodded, and as they left, Kibaha said, "Suminai, Oniisan!"

"It's all right," he murmured. He watched them through a window as they joined the girls, starting up a game of tag. Actually the boys just started to chase the girls around.

"Oniisan," Yukina said, bringing a knife into his sight.

It had been sanitized several times to ensure that there wouldn't be any infection, though - according to Koenma - that wasn't how the infection had come to be in the first batch. Hiei stared at it, and then took off his shirt, taking the knife from Yukina afterwards. He concentrated on his ovotestis, and activated it after a slight hesitation. As he felt the fluids rush to his navel, he stabbed it. Not too deep, only enough to pierce the skin to allow the strange fluid go through.

Blood spurted out when he pulled the knife out, and coated his lower belly. Botan squirmed slightly in her seat, and - surprisingly - Yuusuke covered his mouth turning a bit green. They obviously hadn't known just how much blood would come out.

A second spurt of fluid came, and stopped the blood from flowing. Hiei could feel it - like it had three years ago - heal the cut, shaping it into a hole to allow the tube that would connect to the makeshift womb. The jelly-like substance formed the tube, and on his lower abdomen it molded out a circle-shaped sack, which was the womb. The fluid hardened slightly, just as hard as his flesh, but still quite transparent - he had felt it. It was only a slight bump; it had formed so that it would have looked a part of his skin if it has been a flesh color.

These contraptions filled with the next set of liquid that would hold his futago.

This thought made Hiei breathe quickly. He was excited. The thought of Himoto and Enshou no longer pained him as much, and he was already thinking of names for his new futago.

Gouka? He had liked Kaki, and had almost named Enshou that. Hanabi sounded a bit girlie. Kasen was nice. Taika, Kaijin, Boya, Haimamire, Busshari, Noukotsu, Okibi, Tobihi, Hinomoto, Haigara, Sekka, Hikagen, Kaji . . .

He almost didn't notice when the ovotestis sent out the two ovum and the sperm. When he did, he blinked out of his naming stupor to look up at his silent friends. He smiled slightly, knowing that they wouldn't see it by the way they kept staring at his stomach.

"It's done," he said, smirking at their startled faces. "Weren't you like this when Keiko was in labor, Yuusuke?"

Kuwabara laughed, "That's right! He wouldn't go into that room! We had to force him to at least stand in the doorway! I thought that he was afraid of Keiko! I sure was!"

"Maybe," Kurama snickered, "you should have went outside to play too, Yuusuke."

Yuusuke's face was no longer green but red, "Urusai! It's not funny!" The group continued to laugh, and Hiei reveled in their happiness. Even though Yuusuke's happiness wasn't as easy to see as the others. Yuusuke decided to ignore them, and asked, "Now what?"

Hiei looked down on himself, "I want a bath."

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Urusai - Noisy, Loud (Basically, it means that you're telling the person that they're making noise unappreciated noise, and so it means to shut up.)

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Once he was cleaned, and the blood-covered plastic was discarded, the children came in.

"Does it hurt?" Was the first thing out of Sasuke's mouth.

"Not at all."

Kemono asked, "What does it feel like?"

Hiei smiled softly, "It feels like my skin. Go ahead, touch it."

Nohara immediately reached over to pet it, and she giggled, "Konnichiwa."

Chuckling, he said, "Nohara-chan, they haven't been fused yet. They probably won't be here for a couple hours."

"We'll wait with you!" Nohara cheered, and they all piled more or less onto Hiei, careful of his stomach, so that they could all get a good view of it.

Naji asked, "What are their names?"

"I don't have any names for them yet."

"We can help!" Sasuke said. "Name one of them Matsuo!"

"Sasuke-chan, I think that's reserved for your future itoutochan."

"Oh, right," he said sheepishly.

Naji piped up, "Aiko?"

"Naji-chan," Hiei said, "that's a girl's name. They're both going to be boys."

"Yeah, Naji! They're gonna be his musuko not musume," said Kemono softly, patting her shoulder.

Her eyes widened, "You can't have musume?"

"I can, but . . . anou . . ." Hiei stopped unsure of how to continue.

"But what?" Sasuke asked.

Hiei looked to his friends for help, but they all just snickered, and he glared at them before turning back to the curious children. He said, "With me . . . I have to have a wife to do have musume."

The little youko girl smiled, "So, if you want musume, can I be your wife?"

Yuusuke and Kuwabara finally burst out laughing, but Byakko and Kurama's ears twitched which sent the two into another fit. Hiei growled slightly at them, but he blushed at the same time.

Naji frowned, "Why can't I marry Ojisan?"

Kurama's face stopped looking so menacing, and said with a tight voice, "Maybe, when you're older."

"Okay," she said, and she kissed Hiei's cheek. "We'll get married, and have lots of musume."

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All was silent within the shrine when the children heard it. The quiet - almost piteous - sobs that came from the living room. They had all been sleeping in the futago's room; the boys piled on Nohara's bed, and the girls on Hyouchuu's. They debated whether or not to find out what was going on. Finally, Sasuke and Hyouchuu convinced them all to accompany them into the living room.

They crept out into the hallway. On the tips of their toes they went, careful to walk around the creaking floorboards of the hallway, and to slink in the shadows. Had they not been breathing so hard their parents might have not noticed that they were there.

Kurama stood to stop them, "Minna-chan, you shouldn't be up right now. Go to sleep."

They would have gone dejectedly back to bed, but Kibaha's ears perked, and he ran into the living room. The five other children chased after him, and - miraculously - they evaded capture from the youko.

The children found Kibaha and his hand on their ojisan's makeshift womb, and his eyes were widening at the moment. They smiled at each other, and then climbed onto the couch that he was seated on, ignoring their parents' whispers to leave him be.

Hiei wiped hiruiseki from his eyes, and opened his arms to let the children burrow into them. He was smiling.

As one, they shouted, "Konbanwa, Itoko-chan!"

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Konbanwa - Good Evening

Itoko - Cousin(s)

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Except for Koenma, the others had all decided to stay at Genkai's while Botan and Hiei were with child; Koenma was much too busy with paperwork. However, not more than a day later, Yuusuke, Kuwabara, and Kurama had another mission. Koenma had deemed Hiei unable to fight, and he had been forced to stay at the shrine.

As the children played inside, outside, the three men had just left, leaving an angry Jaganshi.

"I'm still illegible to fight!" Hiei protested, "I should be out there!"

Botan made soothing gestures with her hands, "Hiei-san, just think of your futago. What about them?"

"They'd be fine," he snorted. "I fought when I was pregnant with Himoto and Enshou all the time. Even three months into the pregnancy."

"What?!" Keiko screeched. "What were you doing fighting?!"

He barked, "It's not like I went looking for a fight. Not two months in at least. It was the Makai after all. There was a fight almost everyday." He added, with a smile, as if it were an after thought, "Now I know why Yuusuke and the others were always so afraid of you."

Keiko's eyes went flat, "Let's change the subject."

Genkai asked, "What are you two going to name your babies?"

Immediately, Botan lightened up, "Oh, I can't decide! They're all just so adorable! It would be so much easier if Koenma-sama told me what gender the baby is. Hiei-san, you've got . . . Hiei-san?"

Yukina looked up, and gasped, "Oniisan, you shouldn't be up in that tree! Think about your futago!"

"They're fine! I could wrestle with Mukuro-sama, and they'd still be fine!" He raged.

"Oh? Is that so, Hiei?"

He turned sharply to glare at the Makai warlord that had just appeared, "That's right." She stepped forward on the branch, and lifted up his shirt, making him cry out in indignation, "Hey!"

"Hmmm, it seems," Mukuro began, "that what that messenger said was true." She flashed him a smile, "I was too busy to come to its making. Gomen nasai."

He muttered, "Futago."

"Oh? You can tell this early?" She then shook out of it, "Oh right, you're half Koorime. Of course, there are two of them. Boys too, huh?"

He growled, and leapt to another branch to let him see them all, and so that they could see him, "Let me get this straight with all of you right now!" Their eyes widened, "I'm not here to do your damned girly baby rituals! I will not sit down, and talk with you about their names!" He looked at Mukuro, "And I better not expect the third degree from you whenever you just *happen* to drop by! You didn't even ask permission to strip me!"

He retreated to the roof of the shrine, where, he sat down, and wrapped his arms around his knees.

Mukuro dropped to the ground, and whispered, "Third degree? I was making small talk. And do you really think that he'd let me see his stomach if I just asked?"

Keiko smiled, "He's probably just grumpy."

"Grumpy?" Mukuro blinked. "This is normal; I'm making fun of him."

Byakko, Shizuru and Genkai laughed while the others shrugged, and above them, Hiei grunted.

Shizuru said, "Let's go inside. If he doesn't want to hear us make fun of Botan's choices of names, or know what we think of what he's going to call his musuko for the *rest of their lives* . . . well, that's his tiff."

She let that sink in, and when they seemed to think that he wouldn't say or do anything, they headed toward the door of the shrine, led by Shizuru.

"Kazanbai."

"What?" Keiko looked up.

Hiei was peeking down at them, "Kazanbai."

Just as Keiko was about to say something, Shizuru covered her mouth with a hand, "Gomen, Hiei. What did you say?"

He hesitated, and then said louder, "Kazanbai."

Again Yukina was going to say something, but Shizuru covered her mouth too, "I still didn't hear you."

The Jaganshi blinked curiously down at them, and his eyes narrowed, "You heard me just fine."

Their staring contest was won by Hiei because Shizuru had seemed to realize something. She smiled, and said, "It's a little long for a name, don't you think? It's nice though."

"I . . . I was just thinking it over," he mumbled. His head disappeared back onto the roof.

Shizuru turned to Botan, and said as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, "So, what were you going to call your bundle of joy, Botan-chan?"

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When Yuusuke, Kurama, and Kuwabara came back, Hiei was still up on the roof. He had not moved from his seat on the eaves.

The hanyou asked, "What are you doing up there? Can those kids of yours handle being tossed around so much?"

Hiei's eye twitched, and said tersely, "They're fine."

Yuusuke raised an eyebrow at him, "What's up your ass?"

He growled, and said, "Nothing."

While Yuusuke and Kuwavbara stared at him worriedly, Kurama said, "Let's go inside. I bet that you haven't eaten since this morning."

Hiei fidgeted slightly. It was true, and while that normally didn't bother him, he had three to feed now and Kurama's gentle reminder sent him running to the kitchen. Which was where Botan, Mukuro, Keiko, Shizuru, Byakko, and Genkai were talking.

Mukuro laughed, "Hiei, I didn't know that you would be craving to eat this early."

Botan called, "While you're up, can you get me something too?"

The Jaganshi sighed, and nodded.

He reached into the cupboard, and pulled out a packet of ramen, "Baba, how do you make this?"

Genkai showed him the basics of the stove, and where the utensils that he needed were. She left him, saying, "*You* cook it."

Hiei scowled at the packet in his hand, and then said, "Botan, you probably want more than this measely little packet."

"Oh, yes, most definately."

Keiko giggled, "You sure are eating a lot."

Byakko grinned, "You're not going to have anymore kits if you eat so much. Koenma-sama might not want to share a bed with a plump Botan."

"Anou . . ." Botan mumbled.

Out of the corner of his eye Hiei saw Shizuru shake her head sadly. She looked very perturbed for someone like Shizuru. She was worried about Botan? But why . . . ?

Hiei frowned, 'Does Botan believe that crap?' He clenched his fangs, and grabbed three more packets.

"Hiei-san," Botan protested, "I don't need to eat that much."

Since he was looking away from them, they did not see his Jagan glow as he checked on her health. She hadn't eaten in a while either, maybe not since lunch, and if they split the four packets, she would be fine. Himself? He hadn't eaten since breakfast, that would be more than enough for himself.

"I'm hungrier than I thought."

Hiei wasn't sure, but he thought that he saw Shizuru smile at him.

Botan said, "I've never seen you eat that much, Hiei-san." She paused, and thought a moment before saying, "Actually, I've never seen you eat."

He filled the pot full of water, and glared disdainfully at the stove, "Then you wouldn't know how much food that I am capable of eating."

With only a glance at it, the water immediately began to boil, as per the instructions demanded.

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It took another day for Hiei to be able to see his futago. He had awoken the next morning, and had just climbed into the shower when he finally noticed them. The morning had made him surprisingly groggy.

He showered, staring down in wonder at the tiny beings within his womb. Hiei carefully felt along the side of the sack to see if it had connected to his skin completely, and was pleased to find that it had. He dressed quickly after his shower, and walked slowly to the dining room. No one but Genkai was up, and she was sitting at the table playing a game of Solitaire. When he entered, she glanced up at him, and smiled warmly, catching his mood. She gestured for him to sit next to her.

She said when he did, "Just wait for them to wake up. We're early risers."

Hiei nodded absently, and traced his womb through his shirt. He asked, "What do you think I should name them?"

"You're their chichi. You should name them."

"I had such a hard time naming Himoto and Enshou though," he mumbled. "And that's not what I wanted to call them in the end. I thought that I would have a little more time to choose, and then . . ."

She sighed, and stopped playing long enough to look at him, "They're beautiful names, Hiei."

He opened his mouth and closed it several times before murmuring, "Arigatou."

"You're not over them are you?" She asked.

"I guess not."

Genkai nodded in a distracted manner, and piled up her cards, signifying that she was done playing. She said, "I honestly don't know what to say, Hiei. I was not there. None of us were. It was such a big decision to make. For you to have children, I mean. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I wanted to surprise you all."

"You certainly did that, didn't you?" She said. "It probably would have been a less painful experience if you had told us in the beginning. As it stands, we hurt a lot more. A friend of ours didn't think that we were important enough to be told of such a life-changing decision." Genkai placed her old, wrinkled hand on his shoulder, "Surprising us with new futago would have been a great joy, Hiei. Yet, telling us, and sharing their stages of development and birth with us would have been a wonder. I'm not blaming you of anything, Hiei, so don't shoot the messenger. I'm just telling you . . . Sharing things like these makes the bad things that come along with it much easier to handle. Remember what you did to Yuusuke and Kuwabara."

"I . . ." he stammered, "I'm here now. I'm trying to share this now."

Genkai put both hands on Hiei's shoulder, and said, "Doumo arigatou, Hiei."

"Hey," came a whisper from the hallway. Yuusuke asked, "What's going on in here? Why are you up at this hour, Hiei? You should be sleeping."

Smiling, Genkai murmured, "Get the others, Yuusuke. Hiei wants to share something."

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"Tousan! Tousan!" Sasuke called out to Yuusuke. "Let's play!"

The team leader frowned, "Gomen, Sasuke-chan. I got to work, and your kaasan wants me to get the groceries after that. When I have time, okay?"

Sasuke frowned, but he nodded, "Okay . . ."

"Go play with Hiei."

His son whispered, "Ojisan is tired. He's sleeping on the roof."

"Again?" Yuusuke groaned. He called out to a figure in the shrine, "Kurama, get Hiei off the roof! He's up there again!"

There was a long tired sigh from within, and Kurama - in all his silver youko glory - stormed out of the shrine, and barked at the roof, "Hiei! If you don't get down from there, I'm coming up after you!"

"Otousan," murmured Kibaha, "why can't Oniisan be up on the roof?"

Kurama smiled down on his musuko, "He shouldn't be jumping around when the futago are in him. When they're born, he can try it, but, right now, they are too fragile."

"How do you know that?"

"We just know what's best for him," he began, "like Okaasan and I know what's best for you and your aniue and aneue."

Kuwabara ran up from the forest, his futago coming after him, "What's going on?"

Yuusuke glared at the roof, "Hiei's sleeping on the roof again."

"Hey, shrimp," shouted Kuwabara, "get down from there!" Hyouchuu tugged on his pant leg, and Kuwabara stopped to say to her, "Not now, musumecha-"

Two rocks came down from the roof, and conked Kurama and Kuwabara in the head, each shouting out in pain and surprise.

Yuusuke laughed, "Real mature, Hiei!"

Kuwabara raged, "What was that for?!"

"For ignoring your musume, bakayarou," came the answer.

"Then," Kurama asked, "why did you hit me too?"

"For telling your musuko that you know what's best for them."

"But we do know what's-" Another rock was thrown at him, and, since Kurama wasn't expecting this, he couldn't dodge, and he got hit again. "Stop that! I *do* know what's best for them!"

Suddenly, Hiei was standing amongst them, holding a familiar book in his hands. Yuusuke gasped, "You kept that stupid thing?!"

Hiei opened it, and motioned them all toward him.

'As young children, our parents were our gods and goddesses. What they told us about life was unquestionably true. Eager to please them, and to master the mysterious world around us, we paid close attention to their spoken and unspoken messages, adopting their perceptions and values as our own.

'Many of us internalized some combination of the following messages:'

Hiei pointed out two listed below.

'"Your parents are always right. They know what's best for you." (They know you better than you know yourself.)'

'"Don't interrupt." (We're more important than you are.)'

"I get the feeling," Hiei said, "that these aren't messages that children are supposed to recieve."

Yuusuke smiled, "I didn't do any of that stuff!"

"You've told Sasuke to stop being a monster," said Hiei, and he pointed at something in the list.

'"Don't be a monster." (Don't ask for attention.)'

The leader scratched the back of his head, "Well then, what are we supposed to do?"

"After your job and your little errand, we'll . . ." he looked around, and said slowly as if trying the words on for the first time, "we'll talk about it."

Kuwabara laughed, "You want to talk about parenting skills? You aren't even a tousan yet!"

Hiei growled, "I am a chichiue here and now! I have the musuko right here to prove it!"

The taller man blushed, "Anou . . . well . . ."

"Are you going to show up or not?"

The three nodded, and Yuusuke said, "I'll try."

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So, I decided to finish this chapter and leave this for anyone who found this story interesting. I'm enjoying this story. I can't wait to write some more.

Hell, maybe the next chapter will show up next week. So, keep your eyes peeled!

Ew . . .

Why would someone peel their own eyes?

Ja mata!

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