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"I'll see you when I get back from work. I should be back early, Kitten." Asami stood in the doorway. His hair slicked back with gel and his suit in crisp condition.
Akihito grew physically annoyed. His eye brow twitched as it usually did when he became angry. He hated his pet name. "Bastard, stop calling me 'Kitten!' Where did that even come from anyway?”
"Nowhere." He responded. "It’s only because it suits you." Asami loved to get his lover fired up and he knew using that name was the perfect ways to do it. To add fuel to the fire he ruffled Akihito's hair with an added, "Be good."
"Whatever, just go do you illegal crap already!" Akihito swatted the hand away. The blush slowly grew on his cheek as he shoved the raven-haired man out the door and slammed it shut.
"God the nerve of that man," He huffed with crossed arms. "Well, the condo is clean and I don't have to do anything for work till evening. Guess I can freeload for the time being."
He walked towards the living room but was stopped by a small sharp pain in his abdomen. The blonde clutched his stomach and leans over. He had to use the wall for support. A groan escaped his lips through his clenched teeth.
'Ow, what the hell was that?' He thought. But, as soon as it came, it passed. It was probably nothing. Just the periodic cramp.
He sat down on the black leather couch and turned on the TV. It was about thirty minutes of flipping through the channels before he fell asleep into the realm of dreams. It was as if nothing could wake him given how heavy he was sleeping. But of course that didn't last.
All of a sudden he was jolted awake by another wave of pain hitting him. Akihito sat up with a jult. He rolled over onto his side and pulled his knees to his chest. His hands dug at his stomach as if trying to subdue the pain.
"Ack! What the?...Tsk probably something that perverted bastard did to me. He just couldn't give me a break when we got home last night could he?" He moaned out loud. Still it worried him. Never had he felt a cramp like this. Not unless he got beat up after being caught snooping around where he shouldn't have been.
"Maybe if I sit in a warm bath this pain will go away."
***
Akihito rests his small figure in the large tub. The steam had already started to fog up the mirrors. The water itself stung his skin but he didn't care. It felt good.
Out of nowhere, the pain came again and it was way worse than the other times.
"AHH..." Akihito clenched his teeth, once again doubling over in pain.
'Okay, something is diffidently wrong.' He mentally told himself.
A breath of relief escaped him when the pain finally subsided. He looked down into the bathtub. The relaxed feeling he just had was quickly over taken by fear.
Dark red liquid clotted in the water. It slowly starting to mix and turn the water crimson. Akihito stood up quickly causing water to splash out onto the floor. He needed help. Now!
He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. He moved into the bedroom he shared with Asami. Recalling the night before, he cringed at the though. He had forgotten his phone at Kou’s after he went over for drinks. He got blackout drunk and Asami had to come pick him up. It isn't like they had a house phone either. Asami always used his cell phone.
“Shit, how am I supposed to get help now?” Akihito thought aloud.
Another stinging pain stretched from his lower back to his stomach.
“Ahh, God what the hell is happening!” Akihito continued to pant through his agony.
He pulled himself onto the bed and laid on his back. All he could feel was pressure and pain in his abdomen. It was as if his on organs were fighting against him.
He spread his legs and his body naturally felt the need to push.
Hang on. Push?
“Wait! A baby? Am I having a fucking baby?” Panic found its way across his face. He was told he was sterile. He wasn’t able to have kids.
More pain hit him.
“Argh! A-asa… mi… The one fucking time I need you!”
Akihito placed his hand between his legs. The area was moist. He lifted his hand into view and saw more blood.
His mind was racing too fast to keep up with.
Was this really happening? It couldn't be. This was impossible.
The pain told him otherwise.
Every feasible thing wrong ran through his head.
Is the baby okay?
Did I do something to hurt it?
Asami was smoking around me.
I drank till I was shit faced.
Will my baby be alive?
Akihito was terrified of the possibilities. If something went wrong it would be his fault.
“AAAHHH!” Another contraction made its way through his body.
Akihito shifted his position finding it uncomfortable to lay on his back. With lots of effort, he managed to push himself up onto his knees. Using his left arm for support, he reluctantly held himself up while his other hand felt around for the baby. He could feel it crowning. It’s hair was slicked back with blood. Akihito pushed again with a cry, allowing the head to move farther out. He took a few deep breaths before continuing.
He pushed again before noticing something.
The umbilical cord was wrapped around its neck.
“Come on! Can’t this just go smoothly?” Akihito said through clenched teeth.
He wasn’t able to unwrap the cord yet. The baby wasn’t out far enough. With another push matched with a contraction the baby moved but still not enough. Akihito had it's head cradled in his hand. “Once more and you should be out, ”Akihito said out of breath.
“AAHH!” He soon gasped for air as he looked down at his newborn child. All the twisting in this gut stopped. All the pain stopped.
His hand reached down and slipped the rope of flesh over his child’s head, giving it the chance to breathe.
There were a few seconds of thick silents. The baby ceased to move.
"No. No! No! No! Please..."
He gently rubbed it's back trying to coax it to do something. Anything!
His head dropped in defeat as the child refused to stir. His eyes shut tight as he began to weep.
All he ever dreamed of was to have kids of his own. That dream was taken from him long ago when he found he was unable to conceive. Now he sat here holding his still newborn.
A son, he discovered.
All the hope he had was gone.
That is until he heard small snuffles coming from where his baby laid.
It began to cry.
Akihito began to laugh. One out of solace and joy. He smiled as he gazed down to the chubby, red face he so desperately wanted to see move.
“Oh thank God. You’re crying.”
He held the small life to his chest. Even with the blood and mucus coating the being in his arms he still looked beautiful.
“My son. You gave me quite the scare." Then a thought came to mind. "Oh, I wonder how I’ll explain you to your father. He will certainly be shocked. I know I am.”
He was so immersed with his new found joy he didn't take notice to the foot steps approaching.
“Akihito?” He looked over to the doorway only to find a very shocked Asami.
“Asami! Um… surprise?” Akihito didn’t have time to think of anything better to say.
“Did you just…”
“Give birth?”
Asami nodded.
“Did you know you were pregnant?”
“Bastard, does it look like I knew?”
“But how?”
“Good question. I would like to know the answer to that as well. But first… come meet your son.”
Asami moved towards the bed and sat next to his exhausted lover. He placed his hand over Akihito’s which were cradling there child.
“We need to get you to the hospital.”
“Yeah. We need to make sure he’s okay.”
“Not only him, but you as well. Come on. Let me help you get some clothes on.”
Akihito blushed when he realized he was still naked from his bath.
***
“Well, everything looks okay." The doctor said. "Your baby is two weeks premature but seems healthy. The afterbirth went smoothly as well with no complications.”
Both males visibly let out a sigh of relief.
Asami spoke, “Can we see him?”
“Yes, I will have a nurse bring him here.”
The doctor left the room.
Asami sat on the hospital bed.
“Mind explaining to me what all happened after I left?”
“Yeah, guess I should tell you everything. After you left I felt strange cramping in my stomach. I thought it was something you did because you didn’t let me rest last night,” He shot an annoyed glare towards the black haired men who only smirked, “I sat down to watch some T.V. and fell asleep. I woke up to the same pain later but it was worse. I thought that if I laid in a warm bath it might help. Once I got in I saw blood mix with the water. I moved to our bed, realized I was giving birth, and pushed out a baby if you want to make a long story short. The feeling of shock and fear raced through my body. I was so afraid our baby was dead. I’m not supposed to be able to have kids.”
“And here we are waiting to see our son.”
“Yep… Kind of a miracle, huh?” Asami nodded in agreement. “So, what was your first thought when you saw me bloody and holding a baby.”
“I came back to get some files I forgot. I thought it was weird that the living room was dark so I looked around. I heard crying from a baby and you talking to someone. Once I looked into the bedroom I saw you sitting on the bed." He paused as if reluctant to continue. "All I saw after that was the blood. The trail from the bathroom, the pool on the bed. I didn't really realize what you were holding was real. It all seemed.... surreal. I was confused about why you had a newborn clutched to your chest. The cord attaching you two together was what made me finally realize that everything was real. It made the whole situation that much more frightening." Akihito was surprised to hear him say he was actually scared. "My last thought was that I was a father.”
They smiled warmly at each other before being interrupted by the nurse carting in their son. Kirishima followed closely behind her. Probably was keeping an eye on the infant this whole time. Their son was wearing a little blue hat with bear ears stitched into it. It covered up his blond hair which was now washed clean of blood. A small white blanket had been carefully swaddled around him, keeping out the cold.
“Who wants to hold the little guy first?” The nurse asked.
“He does,” Akihito answered before Asami had time to object.
The nurse gently picked up the sleeping infant and placed it into the man’s arms. Akihito noticed the look of reluctance on Asami's face as he takes the child. Dread found his heart. Did Asami not want the baby after all? That fear was soon killed as he watched a smile of pride dance its way onto the crime lords face.
“You’re really good with kids. I never imagined you knowing how to even hold one.”
“I watched my younger cousins when their parents went out together. I never expected to hold one of my own before.”
Akihito castes a glance over to Kirishima who was looking down at their child.
“Do you want to hold him, Glasses?”
Kirishima looked the other direction and pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose.
“No, there are things to be done. I need to make preparations for when you take him home. I’ll take my leave.”
He left the room.
“He’ll come around,” Asami said.
Akihito leaned over Asami’s shoulder and cupped their son’s face, “You know… he still doesn’t have a name. What do you want it to be?”
“Haruki. That’s what I want to name him.”
“That was quick,” Akihito raised an eyebrow, “Thought about having kids before?”
“I’ve fantasized about it, yes.”
“I’m glad. I was so scared of how you would react.”
“He’s my child too. There’s no way I’d have any negative feelings towards him.”
They both sat in silence and enjoyed this moment they had before taking their son home.