Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pregnant Fathers ❯ First Trimester: Week Five ( Chapter 3 )

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<p>Pregnant Fathers

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<p>First Trimester: Week Five

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<p>Ureshinamida – Tears of Joy

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<p>He heard them long before they entered his room. The two sets of tiny feet, and Hiei tried to imagine for a moment that it was the sound of his musuko's souls going around for a look at the shrine. The illusion disappeared when Hyouchuu and Nohara stepped in his room.

<p>"Ojisan . . . anou . . ." the two girls giggled, "can we see our itoko-chan?"

<p>Hiei smiled just barely at the sweet smile on the face of his carrot-headed meichan, Nohara, "Of course, Meichan."

<p>He sat up in his bed, and the futago crawled into his bed beside him as he pulled up his shirt to expose the sack connected to his stomach. His musuko were much bigger than two weeks ago. About the size of baseballs. Tiny really. Their bodies weren't fully formed.

<p>The two giggled and whispered amongst themselves, softly touching the sack holding his musuko. The tiny beings stirred slightly once, and Hyouchuu and Nohara's giggles ceased, replaced by wide, wondering eyes.

<p>Finally, Hyouchuu shouted out, "They moved! They moved!"

<p>Nohara took up the same chant soon after, and Hiei tried to quiet them down, but he was hard-pressed to do so. He was just as ecstatic, if not more so, than they. His meichan hadn't felt their itoko pressing around at their surroundings before going still again. The barely perceptibly heartbeats vibrating in his gut grew stronger as they pressed closer.

<p>By the time that he did get them to calm down, Yuusuke's musuko had ran into the room, gently prodding at his stomach to try to get them to move for him, which they did, and the three shouted out all the louder for it. Yuusuke, grumbling for being disturbed, popped into the room. He blinked curiously as his musuko and the girls before looking at Hiei.
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<p>"What's going on?" Yawning, he then blinked in surprise, "They . . . they're . . ." Then he began to laugh.

<p>Confused, Hiei looked down, and his eyes widened in disbelief. His musuko . . . one of them was sucking his thumb!

<p>He had felt them shift, but had not realized that this one had done so to stick his thumb in his mouth. His musuko now seemed to be sucking quite happily on his thumb, discovering a new, simple joy.

<p>Hiei stared down at the child, and then tiny hands reached up to his face. His meichan kissed his lips and cheeks, and Sasuke patted his shoulder and neck in a comforting manner. The tantei's musuko soothed, "It's okay. They're okay."

<p>It took him a couple minutes to figure out what exactly the three children were talking about. Sitting in his lap were several small dark blue beads. He touched his cheeks, and found them to be wet. This - why did this make him cry? He was not sad. Nor angry, or alone. Hiei was surrounded by friends and family, his musuko within him. All was well. His musuko were alive and moving. Healthy and beautiful. What was wrong with him?

<p>"What . . . ?" but he could not voice his question properly to Yuusuke or his confusion.

<p>However, Yuusuke was much too amused to listen, both at the movement of the futago and Hiei's reaction to it. He did understand the puzzlement on Hiei's face, and he laughed louder, causing the Koorime to become irritated, "You're crying because you're happy, Hiei!"

<p><I>Happy? I'm happy?</I> Hiei patted the liquid-like sack, and repressed another round of tears when they squirmed just slightly.

<p>Suddenly, there was a hand on his shoulder, and Hiei looked up into Yuusuke's eyes, twinkling in similar happiness. Hiei took a deep breath, and asked, "Do you think that they'll live?"

<p>"Hiei . . ." the Reikai Tantei was quiet for a minute as he thought, and then he continued in a stronger voice, "Hiei, I don't know what's going to happen to them. And I don't mean just whether they'll survive or not."

<p>Hiei frowned to himself. What was that supposed to mean? What's going to happen . . .

<p>He still had no answers when Genkai, Keiko and Botan came in. Actually, Botan waddled in. She finally figured out that it was just an easier way for her to travel instead of attempting to walk like she normally did. From Keiko and Botan came sighs and croons like those of a dove, and they came closer to get a better view of his futago.

<p>He heard the soft trilling sounds outside. Kurama and his brood had awakened, and were, now, approaching the dojo. When the five came in, Yuusuke had come in closer to see the futago, and Kuwabara and Yukina had come in, standing at the head of the bed to seemingly watch over them all. Naji, Kemono, and Kibaha climbed into Hiei's bed. It easily held the seven of them - it being a large bed, and them being small.

<p>Kurama and Byakko separated, Kurama coming forward to Hiei, but Byakko hung back, watching from behind the others. Kurama look back almost hopefully, but she came no closer, and he gave up to smile at Hiei's futago. He and the children lost themselves in the futago.

<p>This made Hiei look away from Byakko, and Hiei stared at the youko family as if they were all mad; and then at everyone else in the room, his crimson eyes widening by the second. Their attention was all focused on him and his futago. Hiei had never felt so exposed. Not even standing before the audiences of the Ankoku Bujutsukai and the Makai Bujutsukai had made his gut decide to dance.

<p>"Hiei-san?" Keiko asked, "Are you all right?"

<p>"Iya, I'm going to puke," he said.

<p>"What?" Yuusuke exclaimed, "I thought that you didn't have morning sickness."

<p>Hiei gently pushed the children off of him, and then bolted to the bathroom.

<p>After sacrificing a good portion of dinner to the porcelain god - after his worship was over, and his head was no longer bowed, he looked back to see the others crowding the door. Staring at him.

<p>All of their eyes . . .

<p>He succumbed to another sacrifice for the porcelain god - apparently, it demanded all of dinner and his afternoon snack.

<p>"Hiei, are you sick?" Yuusuke asked.

<p>He shook his head, and then said head spun, so he stopped, and groaned. Botan said, "Hiei-san, you look terrible, what's wrong?"

<p>"Nothing," he said, and, amazingly, it was true. He really did feel fine. The tension in the pit of his stomach was gone. Except for the bad, acidic taste in his mouth, and his spinning head, he was feeling great again.

<p>What had been wrong with him? He hadn't been nauseous with Enshou and Himoto. Besides, he wasn't supposed to get nauseous when with child.

<p>He felt fine until he had noticed that their attention was directed on him. It still was, but since his gut was not as full, it was easier to resist the temptation of the porcelain god.

<p>"Come on, Hiei, you just puked," Yuusuke exclaimed. "Don't tell me that's nothing!"

<p>"It <i>is</i> nothing," Hiei insisted.

<p>Genkai spoke up, "What about your futago? I can't imagine that they appreciated that sudden jolt and speed."

<p>Snorting, Hiei stood up, no worse for wear, "Himoto and Enshou were fine. I doubt that these two <i>wouldn't</i> like the ride." Glancing quickly down at them, he noticed that the one musuko was still sucking his thumb. Another rush of happiness flashed through him, and he smiled slightly.

<p>Genkai shook her head, "I think that it's time to sleep again. And this time, stay asleep." She walked away to her room, muttering about late at night awakenings.

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<p>Kibaha - ever the more outgoing of his siblings by risking to call him 'oniisan' - pounced onto Hiei's legs. Hiei chuckled, and brought Kibaha into his arms, hugging him tightly. The kitsune squirmed, and giggled in Hiei's strong arms. The only reason that Kibaha was able to move at all was because Hiei's arms were loose enough to allow such movement. Any tighter, and he could crush Kibaha.

<p>Something that he never wanted to do. The death of a child - any child, not just his own - was bad enough. To be the direct cause of that death would be horrific.

<p>These were not things that Hiei was thinking of though. Was he <i>was</i> thinking of was just where Kibaha's most ticklish spot might still be located. Hiei began to tickle the little kitsune's ribs. Kibaha shrieked in a high pitched giggle; straight to the high heavens. Hiei did not stop until he realized that he was hungry.

<p>With this realization, Hiei stopped his assault on Kibaha, and picked the toddler up, carrying him into the kitchen with him.

<p>In the kitchen was the Makai warlord, Mukuro. Around her were Hyouchuu, Nohara, and Naji, fresh from their baths. Very fresh. They were still nude. And they were dancing around Mukuro. She had a very perplexed look on her face, and Hiei couldn't help but laugh.

<p>She scowled at him, but he just couldn't stop his laughter. Finally, Mukuro snapped, "It's not funny, Hiei!"

<p>The laughter faded away slowly, but finally it did stop, turning into a highly amused smile. He realized that she was staring at him, and he blinked a few times. Was there another zit on his face or something? That cream that Shizuru had given him had worked wonders. It was a relief even! The waters of the Makai had hardly been clean, so, of course, it had been near impossible to be rid of the annoying red protuberances.

<p>Yuusuke was still found snickering at him from time to time though, 'pizza-face' being mumbled on his lips behind a hand to hide his laughter and the words.

<p>"What's wrong?" Hiei touched his face a bit to feel if there were any zits, but there wasn't anything on his face.

<p>She grinned, "You don't smile enough. <i>Or</i> laugh enough."

<p>Hiei flashed her another smile, "There are naked girls in this kitchen."

<p>"Oh, really?" She sighed. "I didn't see them at all."

<p>He set Kibaha down, and grabbed all of the girls into his arms, "Girls, you're all naked. You need clothes."

<p>"Iie!" They all shouted, and squiggled in his arms. Since they were all still fairly wet, and thus slippery, Hyouchuu slid easily out of his arms and tried to run away.

<p>Chuckling, Hiei motioned to her, "Mukuro, could you get her?"

<p>Hyouchuu was easily caught, and, as they kicked and screamed in their arms, they were brought to Hyouchuu and Nohara's room. Nohara and Naji pouted up at Hiei, but he only dropped them on a bed, and grabbed some clothes - looking away for only a moment - only to find that the two had slipped away. There were shrieks of laughter coming from the hallway, and Hiei chuckled, chasing after them. It seemed that Mukuro had made the same mistake because he heard Hyouchuu behind him, running the other way and laughing loudly.

<p>Hiei spotted a flash of Naji's white hair as she turned the corner, and he then went just a tad faster than he was going. Not going anywhere near his normally extreme speed, Hiei took time with the chase. They were only children after all, and they just wanted a bit of fun.

<p>A shout from somewhere else in the shrine informed Hiei that Mukuro was not as educated in the way of children as he, and that Hyouchuu was soon to be clothed. Grinning almost foolishly, Hiei upped his gait, and saw Nohara and Naji just ahead. He scooped them up into his arms, and spun about.

<p>They smiled up at him, red and golden eyes shining brightly, and then he was swiftly walking back to their room.

<p>When he came to the room, Mukuro had just pulled a shirt over Hyouchuu's head, and was, now, reaching over for a pair of pants. While she wasn't looking, the little Koorime tugged it back off, and threw it on Mukuro's head.

<p>Bewildered by the act of insubordination, Mukuro stared at Hyouchuu as if she were the greatest puzzle. One which could never be solved. Hiei watched her, grinning, as she put the shirt back on Hyouchuu, and then the pants. She nodded to herself, and when she turned to smile triumphantly at Hiei, a pair of pants and a shirt - previously being on a little Koorime - landed on her shoulder and head.

<p>Sighing in defeat, Hiei set down the still giggling, squirming, and nude girls, and then all three of them bolted out the door. Mukuro raised an eyebrow at his actions, but he only shrugged, and his smile became suddenly contagious because Mukuro smiled back at him.

<p>Then she sighed heavily, and then went out into the living room, Hiei following. They sat on the couch together, and Hiei asked, "So, what brings you here other than the thrill of seeing naked little girls?"

<p>Another smile, and she said, "The thrill of convincing you to unclothe. Now, come on, I want to see them."

<p>Without a complaint or glare in her direction, Hiei pulled off the shirt which was slightly larger than those he normally wore. He was not wearing his belts any longer, and hadn't been for about two weeks due to his growing futago.

<p>She smirked, “What about the pants?”

<p>Hiei shook his head, smiling, “Not for your eyes.”

<p>”My eyes, or not for all eyes in general? Or . . . ?”

<p>Shocked, Hiei thought that over. He knew that she was only playing, but he couldn’t help but think it over. What <i>did</i> he mean by that? Would he want Mukuro to look – to see him as such? Did he want to avoid all eyes? Deny everyone the privilege of seeing him nude? Or . . . ?

<p>Or was he reserving that for someone else?

<p>Tilting her head to the side, Mukuro asked, “Are you all right?”

<p>”Ye – yes,” Hiei said, “just thinking.”

<p>”About what?”

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<p>”Hiei!”

<p>Silence.

<p>”Hiei!”

<p>Still no answer.

<p>”Damn it! Get your ass over here! I can’t scream your full name! I don’t remember it!”

<p>A heavy sigh, and then Hiei finally opened his door, “What do you want?”

<p>Yuusuke smiled, and grabbed his arm, pulling him out into the hallway with him, “Come out drinking with us!”

<p>”Yuusuke, I wouldn’t drink even if my futago allowed me to.”

<p>He shrugged, “Just come out with us, and hang out.”

<p>”Why?”

<p>”You need to go out and relax before your musuko actually come out.” He snickered, “Besides, you won’t get another chance for a while. You’re getting fat.”

<p>”Thanks for noticing, Yuusuke,” Hiei snorted. “The thing is this though . . . why the hell would I want to go out into the Ningenkai?”

<p>”Anou . . .”

<p>”Please, Hiei, you need to relax,” Kurama put in.

<p>”Yeah!” Came Kuwabara’s voice, cheerful and vibrant. Then it suddenly hardened, “And maybe we can do that parent talk after that. We’d be able to keep an eye on Urameshi, so we’ll know what he’s up to. That way he can’t avoid it.”

<p>So, Kuwabara knew about Yuusuke shirking from their meetings? Of course, he knew that Yuusuke didn’t show up; Kuwabara went to every one! However, he understood the implications behind Yuusuke’s actions? Why their leader abandoned his responsibility – his role? Hiei <i>knew</i> that Kuwabara was a perceptive individual, however, whatever respect gained by his sixth sense was usually overlooked because of the ningen’s stupidity. It was sometimes tough to remember just how knowing the oaf actually was about this sort of thing. On a side note, Kuwabara knew that it was about to be an oyaji. In fact, he was an <i>excellent</i> oyaji – so, he knew exactly what Yuusuke was avoiding.

<p>Yuusuke blanched at his friend’s hard tone.

<p>A chance to get Yuusuke to sit still for one of their meets, with no abrupt leavings or lame excuse?

<p>“I’ll go,” Hiei said.

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<p>Yuusuke was staring despondently out into the bar, absently stirring his drink. Kurama glanced at him from time to time, but otherwise said nothing about the tantei’s behavior. The youko had concealed his otherworldly features – simply twisting light to block out his ears, and wearing very lose pants to hide his tail in. He was sitting on it in the way that he grimaced often.

<p>Kuwabara was dead drunk, guffawing loudly at something that the bartender had said. It hadn’t been all that funny, but he had found <i>something</i> amusing about it. Maybe, it was a ningen thing, and it wasn’t contagious.

<p>Zura – the name was on her tag - raised her eyebrow at the oaf, and chuckled lightly, obviously as amused by Kuwabara’s antics as he was at her definition of why English speakers said ‘Long time, no see.’ She chatted, “So, are any of you fine men hitched?”

<p>The oaf smiled, “Yeah! To the most beautiful woman <i>ever!</i>”

<p><i>Well, at least, he isn’t babbling about her Koorime beauty,</i> Hiei frowned. <i>And no mention of the Makai or Reikai yet . . .</I>

<p>She smiled at that, and turned to the other three, “What about you guys?”

<p>Yuusuke seemed to cheer a bit at the thought of Keiko, “Well, I can’t compete with the great Kuwabara Kazuma and his Yukina, but she’s really sweet when I’m not being a jerk.”

<p>Snorting, Hiei shot at him, “And that’s not very often.”

<p>”Urusai,” he grumbled. Then he snickered, “Besides, she’s cute when she’s mad.”

<p>Kurama’s bad mood over his sore tail took a turn for the worse, “I have a lover, but with the way things are going, there might as well not be one.”

<p>”Huh?” Yuusuke asked, “I thought that you and Byakko worked things out.”

<p>”I tried to talk to her,” he sighed, “but nothing I said seemed to have any affect on her.”

Zura frowned softly, “That’s too bad. If I were her, I’d cling to you, and never let go. What’s wrong with her?”

<p>”She . . . Byakko has trouble dealing with commitment. We have three beautiful children, and she-!” He stopped himself, clenching his fangs in obvious annoyance. Or maybe he had been about to say something that would make Zura suspect something. One never could tell with that youko.

<p>The bartender sighed, and patted his shoulder, “Wish that I could help you, but all I have for you is alcohol, and that doesn’t help much.”

<p>He shook his head sadly, “Thank you for your concern. I think that I’ll indulge myself in that offer a while longer anyway.”

<p>Zura nodded, and wisely gave Kurama another shot of whiskey. Then her gaze turned to Hiei, “You don’t seem so depressed, and you’re not drinking, so what’s this wonder of yours like? She hot?”

<p>”No wonder,” Hiei murmured, suddenly frowning to himself. “I’m single.”

<p>”Oh, really? I wouldn’t mind snatching you.” Zura winked, “But my girlfriend wouldn’t take to that idea very readily. Maybe if we shared you though, she would consider it . . .”

<p>Yuusuke and Kuwabara snickered at that, and Hiei said, “Maybe I’ll consider it too.”

<p>This caused the hanyou and ningen to stop, and stare wide-eyed at the half Koorime, “Eh?! What?!” Yuusuke shouted, “Hiei, what the hell are you thinking about?!”

<p>”I’m thinking,” he began, “that I’ve found a way to have a lot of fun.”

<p>The two blanched, and he watched them, smirking.

<p>”Fun,” the woman remarked, and then chuckled.

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<p>”You know, Hiei . . .”

<p>When Yuusuke said no more, Hiei turned to look at him as they walked back to the shrine, “What is it?”

<p>“Well . . .” Yuusuke began, “I was thinking . . . Why <i>don’t</i> you have a girl? That chick seemed to think that you were drool worthy material, so what gives?”

<p>The Koorime looked back at the street as they walked, and shrugged.

<p>Kuwabara slurred, still highly drunk, “I bet that the shrimp’s not interested.”

<p>Yuusuke blinked a few times, and then his lip curled back a bit, “You mean he’s gay?”

<p>Snorting, Hiei stated, “No, I’m bisexual, but that’s not the point.”

<p>The tantei seemed to try to digest that bit of information, but because it either didn’t completely digest or it went down the wrong way Yuusuke sneered, “You mean that you’ve been staring at us?”

<p>”I’ve never ‘<i>stared</I>’ at any of you.”

<p>Behind them a bit, Kurama chuckled, also slightly drunk, “Why not? Aren’t we pretty enough?”

<p>Hiei glanced over at Kuwabara, and then shuddered slightly, “I was never <i>that</i> interested in any of you.”

<p>Finally after a long pause, and the sticky, tense silence, Yuusuke asked, “So, why don’t you have anyone?”

<p>”Well . . . I wasn’t interested enough in anyone that I was with to try anything dealing with commitment.” Hiei shrugged, “I’m young yet, though; I’ll find someone.”

<p>He nodded absently, and then asked, “So, why didn’t you wait?”

<p>Blinking in surprise, Hiei looked back up at Yuusuke, “What do you mean?”

<p>”Why didn’t you wait for that special girl to have kids with? Why do this? I’d think that it’d be a last resort thing.”

<p>A long, tired sigh from Hiei, and then Yuusuke’s half-scowl disappeared. Hiei said, “It was.”

<p>”Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?”

<p>“I . . . wanted to catch up with you guys. Your kids are going to be going off to that ningen school soon, and Kurama’s might grow up too soon with Byakko. I just wanted to . . . I don’t know.”

<p>Hesitantly, Yuusuke patted Hiei on the shoulder, and Hiei snapped, “I’m not going to bite you!” He leered playfully, and leaned closer, “Unless you want me to.”

<p>Hiei almost didn’t see the swing, but he grabbed Yuusuke’s fist just in time before it connected with his stomach. His eyes widened in disbelief, and Yuusuke seemed to realize what he was about to do. Slack jawed, Yuusuke backed up a step, “Hiei, I-”

<p>Snarling, he sent a flurry of fists into Yuusuke’s gut and face, forcing the Reikai Tantei to back up into a tree. However, the tree couldn’t stand Hiei’s pressure, and splintered into two pieces with Yuusuke still backing away from the furious Koorime. “My musuko! My futago! You almost killed them! If I hadn’t stopped you, they’d be dead!”

<p>Through his punches, Yuusuke shouted, “Suman! Suman! I didn’t mean to! I just forgot!”

<p>Hiei stopped, his attack, breathing hard and growling at the same time, “You forgot?! Your stupid and thoughtless fear that I – your friend! – might try to take advantage of you caused you to forget?!” He slammed his fist into Yuusuke’s jaw, and his body seemed to fly straight through a tree. Several of them, in fact.

<p>Yuusuke didn’t get up, only covering his head, “I didn’t mean to, Hiei. It was an accident. If I had been thinking . . . Suman, Hiei.”

<p>Hiei growled, “But you weren’t thinking, tantei. I was just joking about that. I guess that an implied relationship between men is out of the question for joking topic though.”

<p>Taking a deep breath, Yuusuke started, “Suman, Hiei. I was just brought up to hate shit like that.”

<p>“Do you hate me for it, Yuusuke?”

<p>“I . . . Iya, I don’t hate you, Hiei, it’s just weird, you know.”

<p>”After all of the shit you’ve been through,” Hiei snorted, “you find <i>this</i> the weird thing?”

<p>He sighed, and stood up, “Suman, Hiei, if there was anything that I would do last in this world, <i>that</i> would be it.”

<p>”It almost was.”

<p>”Suman, I’ll . . .”

<p>”Yuusuke,” Hiei said, “Just forget that I ever said anything. For you, I think that would be best.”

<p>Their leader nodded uneasily, and shakily brushed away some debris from his clothes. He murmured, “I won’t do that <i>ever</i> again.”

<p>Hiei nodded, “See to it that you don’t.”

<p>The trip back to the shrine was silent.

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<p>Whoa, I’m done with this chapter finally. And what a masterpiece! I really like this chapter. I don’t know why, but I do. Maybe it’s the foreshadowing displayed in this last scene.

<p>Or maybe it’s the image of the three naked little girls dancing around Mukuro.

<p>Whatever.

<p>Foreshadowing? Well, actually the afterwards for this foreshadowing won’t appear until I finish up another story to this arc. Oh!

<p>And for those that haven’t realized this yet: ‘Cute Couple,’ my Hiei/Mukuro fic is part of the arc.

<p>What arc? The Pregnant Fathers Arc. It’s only called that because I don’t want to bother thinking up any other name because I’m lazy. Besides, I think that this story is the main part. The central story. At least, one of them. I have an idea for one more long ass story, but before I put out that other one, I want to finish all of the other stories to this arc. There are several story ideas in my head for this arc. I hope that you readers and reviewers out there reading this stick around for them all.

<p>I can’t wait to see the finished result.

<p>Ja mata!

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