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Chapter 14
“Victor Nikiforov speaking. We need an ambulance at Sakura-honchou 1-3-6. It's my fiancé.” Victor couldn't help but grin giddily as he pronounced the word.
“He went into labor.”
There was a short break at the other side of the line.
“Yes, my husband. Guys can get pregnant. Get back to studying or send me my god damn ambulance.”
Victor looked as if he were to smash the phone on the next hard surface he could find, but a small moan escaping Yuuris mouth let him stop dead in his tracks and turn around.
While he had been on the phone the others had built a makeshift bed from jackets and helped Yuuri lie down.
Meanwhile said man was struggling to get back up again.
He sounded desperate, as he pronounced, “Moving helps, now help me stand up you idiot.”
Phichit who had tried to stop Yuuri from getting up looked like someone had slapped him across the face, but soon enough regained his happy face.
Minutes later the ambulance arrived.
The paramedic was gawking at Yuuri and Victor couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He wrapped a protective arm around Yuuris waist and helped him to the ambulance.
Another cramp got hold off Yuuri and he let out a noise of discomfort.
“This really sucks” , he uttered between clenched teeth.
“You planned this out so nicely and romantic and now…”
The paramedic interrupted him before he could continue.
“Would you mind lying down for the ride?”
He gently shoved Yuuri towards the gurney in the middle of the ambulance. With an unwilling groan the Japanese tried to climb on the gurney and utterly failed. It was only after Victor helped him that he settled down.
The paramedic started strapping his arms and legs down and Yuuri started flailing a bit.
“It is only for your own safety.” The guy tried to reassure him.
When they were finally settled, Yuuri hooked up to an I.V., the driver closed the door behind them and shut out the worried and somehow excited faces of their friends.
Victor took his hand and started massaging the back of it. As another cramp got hold of him, Yuuri squeezed it with a force that Victor was almost sure he'd dislocate a few joints.
They rode mostly in silence.
Luckily Victor had chosen a restaurant not too far from the hospital so they reached it in no time.
A doctor who had been called ahead was already waiting for their arrival.
Yuuri was sweating heavily, the intensity of his cramps was getting worse.
A nurse took over and wheeled the gurney into one of the out patient rooms. There she politely asked Yuuri to undress and left them to their own devices.
Victor had started pacing up and down, waiting for the doctor to come.
When he finally did he almost jumped him.
Yuuri had grown awfully quiet during the last minute except for some small noises of discomfort.
The doctor went right away in examining his patient and then turned around and picked up the phone from the desk.
“Hi, we're sending you a 24 year old pregnant male for a cesarean section under full anesthesia…. Ok… Yes…. Yes, a guy…. Call doctor Toudou, if you don't want to do it…. Yes… hurry! Bye.”
Victor and Yuuri had listened in silence, waiting for an explanation.
The doctor turned around and sighed.
“We will perform a cesarean section. After all the male body isn't made for bearing children, much less for birthing them. There are certain risks in epidural anesthesia I don't want to take, so I'd recommend full anesthesia.”
Their eyes met and they nodded in unison. Another cramp got hold of Yuuri and he curled in on himself, hugging his pregnant belly.
Acting as if nothing had happened the doctor continued.
“The father is allowed to enter the operation theater with us, but not to interfere with the procedure. Also, it is recommended to wait outside if you can't see blood or your husband being hurt.”
Victor didn't correct him, but grew a little pale.
“I guess I'll wait outside then.”
He had seen enough of Yuuris blood for a lifetime.
The doctor then proceeded in telling Yuuri all kinds of bad stuff that could happen until Victor interrupted him, “Just do. It, please. And spare us the details.”
The doctor shrugged and handed Yuuri a piece of paper he had to sign.
Finally a nurse came to get them and wheeled Yuuri down a narrow hallway towards the OR.
Victor was allowed to hold Yuuris hand while he was put under anesthesia. They asked him to step out though, as soon as his fiancé was sleeping soundly.
Sitting down on a bench next to the OR Victor couldn't help but listen anxiously to the unknown noises that were the only giveaway about how the operation was going.
Minutes felt like hours and without thinking he had started pacing up and down the corridor.
A sudden noise made him stop dead in his tracks.
A cry.
The cry of a baby.
He held back a sob. Tears were wetting his face.
And then, finally, the door opened. Revealing his still sleeping husband who was thinner than ever. At least it felt that way. He had gotten used to the pregnancy.
And there was a nurse, holding something. Someone.
“You've got a beautiful baby girl!” She handed the bundle of blankets to Victor and with a little hesitation he took it.
“Hey there, beautiful! It's going to be a good life, the three of us.”
It took Yuuri a few hours to recover. But as soon as the doctor deemed it possible, Victor got him into a wheelchair and on their way to the newborn unit.
A nurse lead them to a tiny bed with pink linings and finally, Yuuri could hold his daughter.
“We haven't decided on a name yet” Victor whispered in a low voice as if he was too afraid to speak any louder.
“What do you think about Rika?” Yuuri smiled and looked down at their baby.
A hand tightened on his shoulder and with a shaky voice Victor said, “Rika. It's beautiful.”