Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Pregnant Fathers ❯ Third Trimester: Week Three ( Chapter 8 )

Hiei found himself scowling down on his bulging belly, once again quite annoyed with the predicament that he always seemed to find himself in every morning for as long as he could remember - which was in actuality only the past few months that he had been pregnant with his boys. He poked it distastefully, thankful that he was going to be losing it all that very day.

Now if only he could get out of bed to do just that.

Swaying side to side was doing nothing for him really, so Hiei stopped this rocking motion for a moment before he growled out, "I'm fat . . ."

Trying to kick out his legs and onto his feet would probably not do much either, but he tried anyway, not quite succeeding, and just ending up further up on the bed. He gripped his blanket then, and tried to pull himself off to the floor, but that just pulled up the blanket. Blinking in slight confusion, Hiei looked at the betraying blanket. It had usually worked for him in the past. So now what?

He opted calling out for any of the others, but scowled at that notion, not wanting the others to know just how fat he really and truly was. Stopping when he realized that he was rocking from side to side again, Hiei snarled silently before trying to just sit up.

And then fell back, "Oof!"

Now awake, his musuko both decided to tell him that they didn't like that by kicking at him.

"Oi, stop that. You're not helping matters," he eyed the door, once again thinking of shouting out for maybe just Yukina or Genkai, but yet again though better of it. He idly tapped his fingers on his stomach, soothing his futago in the process, and then braced his elbows back on the bed, trying to push himself up again. He gritted out as he did this, "How the hell am I supposed to do this . . . ?"

When he fell onto the bed again, he half whined, "And why is it so hard?"

He stared up at the ceiling as he patted his upset musuko again, feeling their little feet and arms strike at his palms. If they would do that any harder, the two just might break open that cut that hadn't quite healed up yet. He lifted up his shirt to look down at them, and then gazed at the wide bandage strapped over the slice in the sack for his musuko.

It hadn't really healed at all, in fact. His cut musuko seemed to be fine though. Only a small scar remained of the attack, and he was always peering at the paler part of his skin.

Kaibun. That was his musuko's name.

He smiled softly as Kaibun seemed to lose interest in trying to punish his oyaji for doing that awkward movement again, and tried to push his sibling away from him. Hiei chuckled, "Oi, Kaibun, don't push Hajikami."

Hajikami - the futago which never seemed to lose his energy - seemed to recognize his name, and turned his head just barely enough to look back up at Hiei before grinning almost impishly up at Hiei. Kaibun's face screwed up when he was being ignored by Hiei's other musuko, and soon tried kicking at him too. Both of them squirmed within the sack connected to Hiei's belly, and he began to laugh.

Slightly inspired by his little Kaibun's want to get away from another's skin, Hiei looked up at the edge of his bed which was touching the wall. He reached up, and grabbed it, pulling himself closer to the wall. At the same time, he strived to push himself upwards into a sitting position. After a few strong, firm tugs, Hiei's head and shoulders were leaning up against the wall, and he smiled triumphantly as he was able to push himself up and sit up straight.

"Today's the day," he mused as he finally took his first steps of the day. He laid one hand on his stomach which was once again covered by his shirt which had fallen back into place when he had gotten up, "Today's the day that I get to hold you in my arms, my dearest ones. My dear Hajikami and Kaibun."

Once he was in clean clothes, Hiei headed slowly to the kitchen to look for Yukina, trying not to look so excited. Yukina was bustling about in the kitchen, but for once it was not because she was cooking - Genkai was the one cooking that morning.

She spotted Hiei standing in the doorway, and then cried out in shock, "Oniisan! I forgot!" Going to his side, Yukina patted his shoulder as if to reassure him, "Gomen nasai, Oniisan, but I have to go see to the musume of a neighboring shrine's miko. She's been very ill for the past few days." Kissing his cheek, Yukina wandered back into the kitchen to gather more herbs, "I'll be back as soon as I can. I don't want you to try getting your futago out without me to help with anything that could go wrong, okay, Oniisan? That might be too dangerous for them."

Hiei nodded numbly, absently stroking his stomach. Yukina stopped packing her little bags, and looked back at him.

"Oniisan, I should be back soon. You've been waiting for so long, I think that you can do another hour or so of waiting."

Finally, Hiei nodded, and pecked her cheek, "Doumo, Imoutochan."

She smiled warmly before she flitted about in the kitchen once again. Sighing softly, Hiei went into the living room to lounge as he waited for Genkai to finish making breakfast. Just as his eyes drifted shut, he felt a soft breath tickle the hair around his ear. He smiled softly, and purred, "Shizuru-chan, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, Hi-chan."

When Yuusuke made a kissing sound in Hiei's ear, the Koorime leapt to his feet in a rage, "Bakayarou!"

The man only snickered, and gently nudged at Hiei's shoulder, "Aw! That's so cute! Hiei can purr!"

Snarling for a response, he stepped closer to Yuusuke, "Can Yuusuke run?!"

He cackled right back at him, "Can Hiei keep up?"

Hiei paused momentarily, weighing the consequences of chasing Yuusuke around, before snorting, and sitting back down, "I'm not risking anything, especially not today of all days."

The ningen blinked in surprise, "That's today?" Then he grinned before he even recieved an answer, "Sugoi!"

In a slightly sour mood - due to being unable to properly bash Yuusuke's face in - Hiei turned away from him, watching the door to see if Shizuru was there yet.

Just as his Shizuru stepped inside, Genkai called out, "Fill 'er up!"

Hiei smirked at the suggestion, and she winked slyly at him. Helping him to his feet, Shizuru kissed his nose, "Ohayou gozaimasu, Hiei." Then she leaned down further to lightly peck the top of his stomach, "Ohayou, futago." Feeling his musuko stir from the slight pressure, Hiei grinned, happy that his children seemed to recognize Shizuru. "Big day today," she murmured to him as she straightened up.

"Hai," he smiled, and tugged down on her hair to bring her face to his, pecking her lips. "Thanks for being here."

"Of course." As Shizuru began to stroke his hair, they went into the little dining room, and she asked, "So when are they coming out?"

"Yukina's going to be out for a few hours, so I'm not sure," they sat at the table, and Hiei sighed softly, poking at some eggs. "I was kind of hoping that they'd . . . well, be out by now."

"Can it be?!" Yuusuke was right behind them as they had been walking, and had just sat across from the two at the table, "Is Hiei" - a fake gasp - "having a normal conversation?!"

He bared his fangs at the hanyou, becoming a bit redder in appearance, "Baka! Urusai! Of course, I can have normal conversations!"

"News to me," Yuusuke snickered. "So when are they coming out?"

Turning back to his normal shade of pale, Hiei sighed, "Yukina's out, so she wanted me to wait for her to come back before we tried anything."

"Right, right," he said. "We don't want to lose any of them."

Genkai glanced over at them from the corner of her eye, "So what are you going to name them, Hiei? You haven't told us yet."

"Yeah!" Yuusuke shouted. "You didn't tell us! So tell!"

Crossing his arms, Hiei lifted his nose, "Iya."

"Aw! Come on! Tell us!" Yuusuke edged closer, leaning over across the table, "We got to call them something other than Hiei's futago or musuko!"

He snorted, "How about this: I don't want to yet."

"Tell!"

"Iya!"

"Now!"

"You can't make me!"

"I'll name them then!"

"You can't do that! I'm their oyaji!"

"Temporary names," Yuusuke grinned. "Until you tell us what their names are, I'm going to call them . . . Chitchai and Chippoke!"

"Iya! Don't you dare!"

"I think that I can do whatever I want, especially when you ain't telling us Chitchai and Chippoke's names."

"Stop calling them that!"

Yuusuke's smile just grew, "Who? Chitchai and Chippoke?"

His eye beginning to twitch, Hiei gritted through his fangs, "If I tell you, then you'll stop with calling them those ridiculous names?"

"Calling who what? Chitchai and Chippoke? I thought that they were wonderful names!"

Rolling his eyes, and sighing, Hiei leaned back in his chair, "Hajikami and Kaibun. Happy now?"

Blinking in surprise, Yuusuke asked, "Ginger?"

"Mountain Ash," Hiei corrected.

"Oh . . ." he smiled, "that's . . . pretty cool."

"Hontou ni?"

"Hontou ni!"

Hiei lowered his head a bit in shock, He approves of the names?

He glanced up at Shizuru whom smiled at him, "I like those names. We can call them Kai-chan and Kami-chan."

Blinking, he asked, "You like the names, so you warp them?"

What Hiei said went over Yuusuke's head blissfully, as he got up to be at Hiei's side, "Kami-chan and Kai-chan it is!" Unceremoniously tugging up Hiei's shirt, he smiled at the dozing futago, "Ohayou, Kami-chan! Ohayou, Kai-chan!"

"Gah! Baka! Don't wake them up!" But it was too late, the two's eyes flickered open, and they both gazed up at Yuusuke, a bit confused looking. Hajikami then seemed to recognize Yuusuke because then he beamed brightly, and pressed at the sack's wall in greeting.

Yuusuke poked back at his little palm, and cooed, "Hey, little guy. Oi, Hiei, which one are you going to call this guy?"

"Hajikami."

"You think that you'll be able to tell them apart?"

"Un," Hiei began, "Kaibun has a little scar from a week ago. And they can't move around much inside of me anyway. It'll be easy to tell them apart."

By this time, the others, except for Yukina, had all arrived in the dining room, and Koenma was even there to see Hiei's futago show up. Hiei looked up at Koenma in his teenage form, trying to figure out what his mood was - he was the only one between all of them that would know if his Hajikami and Kaibun would live to see tomorrow. The kami was smiling with all of the rest, and when his eyes met with Hiei's, he smiled wider, and one of the corners of Hiei's lips turned up in a half grin.

Relaxing slightly, and reassured by Koenma's grin, Hiei redirected his attention to the others whom began to talk to his musuko.

When Hiei had looked away, Koenma's smile disappeared, and was replaced by a soft, thoughtful frown.

By the time that it was starting to get dark, Yukina still hadn't come back yet. After lunch, Kuwabara had gone by the shrine to find out why, and called them to tell them about the bothersome youkai possessing the miko's musume. He was going to stay in case the youkai tried to possess someone else after being exorcized from the young girl. A few hours later, the miko called to tell them that Kuwabara had been possessed, and that Yukina and the miko's musume was trying to get him off of the ceiling to exorcize the youkai again.

And Hiei was lounging back in a chair in his room, staring outside at the stars. So he had to wait another day . . . No big deal, he thought to himself, it's not like they're going anywhere anytime soon.

He patted his stomach gently, feeling the bandage wrapped around the slice in the sack on his stomach. After another moment of some more staring outside at nothing in general, Hiei got up, and went to his dresser, retrieving the little first aid kit in his top drawer. Shifting through the contents, he grabbed some more gauze and medical tape. It wouldn't do to have the bandage already on his stomach infect his futago with something, and have the two of them come out sick.

Or maybe Hiei was just trying to find something to do to occupy his time.

One of the musuko was pressing at the place covered by the gauze, and he smiled softly, "I know what you want, musuko. You want that dirty bandage changed, ne?" Feeling the musuko push harder on the bandage area, Hiei frowned softly, pulling his shirt up to look down on them, and Kaibun looked away from his sibling, peering back up at him. Hajikami's little hands were still pressed up against the covered area when he too looked up, "Hajikami, you shouldn't do that. You might fall out." After tugging off his shirt, and bandana, Hiei reclined back in his chair, and sighed, pushing two fingers back at one of Hajikami's hands, which caused a radiant smile from the boy. "You'll be out soon enough," he soothed.

Only when his musuko got tired of pushing at the bandage, and settled back against Hiei's abs, did Hiei strip away the bandage. He reached down over the armrest of the chair for the new bandage, and frowned to himself when he didn't find it on the first swoop. Looking over, he reached down, and grabbed the gauze and medical tap.

Thus, when he sat back up, he was shocked to find a little hand sticking out of the slice in his stomach.

Hiei froze, staring in amazement as the little hand scrunched into a fist, and spread back out again, seemingly testing the air. It was Hajikami's tiny, little left hand reaching to the outside, and the boy looked up at his stunned oyaji before another impish smile overtook his features.

Hajikami squirmed about in the new space allowed by half of his arm sticking outside, and Kaibun scowled slightly at him whenever he seemed to unnecessarily rub up against him. Finally, being greatly annoyed by Hajikami, Kaibun also took advantage of the new room given to him, and started pushing on his shoulder. His own face scrunching up in annoyance, Hajikami tried to push back at him with the hand that wasn't occupying Hiei's attention.

Slowly, almost as if trying not to startle his futago, Hiei braced the bottom of the sack with his arm, and the Hajikami stopped pushing back at Kaibun to look curiously at the arm. Glancing up at Hiei momentarily, his musuko reached up with his other hand to shove it through the newly found hole, and stretched down to plant both little grasping hands firmly on Hiei's forearm. A smile broke out on his oyaji's face, and Hiei thought that he saw hiruiseki laying about on the floor around him.

However, he dared not look away from his futago, afraid that if he were to even blink, that this whole thing - all the months pregnant with his futago musuko, and his precious boys themselves - would all disappear when he looked away.

The slice in the sack began to tear apart as Hajikami continued to push out of the sack, the top of his head trying to peek out. Kaibun was inadvertantly helping him because the annoyed musuko kept pushing up at him, and even began using his feet when there was enough room. Not to say that Hiei was just letting his musuko hang halfway out of the sack. Hiei was helping cradle his head as he was slowly being shoved out, the sack ripping in half, and the fluids inside oozing out with his little Hajikami.

With his head entirely free, Hajikami took his first breath of air, and starting coughing up those same fluids. When he had coughed that all up, he began to whine slightly, grabbing around Hiei's arm as if for support. Half of the fluid inside gone, Hiei could hear the first little whimpers and coughs from Kaibun too as air seeped inside.

When Kaibun stopped pushing Hajikami out to try to get closer to Hiei, his oyaji took the hint that they were both making those little pitiful noises because of the air chilling their wet bodies. He pulled apart the sack himself to get Hajikami out, and cradled him to his chest with one arm, reaching down to pull Kaibun up along beside him.

He immediately rose his body temperature to bring back warmth to his musuko. And though this likely wasn't what he had wanted to do in the end, Kaibun cuddled up to Hajikami's side, and his ani did the same back, leaning against each other for warmth. Hiei could feel their senses try to copy what he was doing, and Kaibun seemed to get it first, his temperature skyrocketing, at a heat that would singe the hair of anything other than a hi youkai. A few seconds right after him, Hajikami rose his temperature too, but not by much, seeing as he already had two hot heat sources about him.

Content, Hiei began to purr hard, rocking them gently against his chest. Again, the two copied him, soft trills vibrating his chest. Their little fingers intertwined, and their eyes began to drift shut. Yet, Hiei kept awake, holding a silent vigil over his dear musuko, and stayed that way long into the night until morning when he was found.

Merely a month later, found them all greeting another tiny being into the world. The new musume of Koenma and Botan, Hanashi, a pretty little beauty with jade eyes, and brown hair.

Hiei had stayed with his musuko at the shrine to wait for his baby buddy to give birth, and - a few days after her birth - the two of them were peering inside of Hanashi's crib, Hajikami and Kaibun inside with her.

Hajikami had no interest whatsoever in Hanashi, and was currently rolling onto his stomach, and then back onto his back, obviously amusing himself - and doing a pretty good job of it. Kaibun, however, took one look at her, and then did his half crawl half wriggle over to her before carefully sitting up to stare down at her. One little hand - his hand with the scar - clumsily patted her head, sometimes fisting some of her soft, downy hair in his hand, but he didn't tug at all.

Behind him, Hiei heard Koenma murmur, "What if he tries to rip her head off?"

"Ch', they're not that strong," Hiei said, and Hajikami squealed at the sound of his oyaji's voice. "Even youkai have to train to become strong, you know. Youkai just gain their strength faster. That's why Hajikami and Kaibun can almost crawl now."

Suddenly, Hanashi's eyes fluttered open, and she blinked in surprise at the other baby sitting beside her, and he blinked back, pulling his hand away. She stretched her own little hand out, and took his, pulling it into her mouth to gnaw on. Kaibun squawked indignantly, trying to get his hand out of her mouth before he gave up, and laid down beside her, taking her other hand, and popping it into his own mouth. Smiling around his fingers, Hanashi kicked her little feet happily, and was soon suckling contentedly on his hand along with Kaibun, both of them drifting into a gentle sleep.

Until Hajikami began squealing again, and waving his arms wildly up at Hiei, causing them to cry.

*sighs*

. . . Damn, it's over now.

Ah, well, there's more shit to this story anyway. I should really cry when the whole arc ends!

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Anything to say . . . surprisingly enough, I can't think of anything else to say, except: finally! Almost a whole year worth of writing this fic. *is amazed that she lasted that long*

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