Something Concrete
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,258
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hold your breath
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything…but I do have pocket lint…which is all you would get from me if you try to sue… and a rabbit the size of a small dog…named Con-tilla the bun…
Warnings: Yuki will swing in and out of character… so it’s kinda like a mood swing…thought he does a lot of things in the anime like he does here…does that make it IC… or does even the anime have OOC-ness ~ponders~ oh and hormonal angst-y Shuichi…so that is OOC Shuichi…
LAST TIME:
On the way home not one of the men talked, both contemplating the news they got today. The car was filled with a tension that you could cut with a knife, and outside the gloomy rain came down harder, reflecting the feelings of the occupants of the car. When they got back to the apartment, after a very unconformable elevator ride with another occupant of the building, Shuichi started talking.
“We could get rid of it, if you want…”
ON WITH THE STORY
Yuki shrugged his shoulders and headed to his study, calling over his shoulder, “You can do what ever you want, brat. It‘s your problem.”
Shuichi felt his heart break in two. The normally hyper singer looked down at the ring that Yuki gave him earlier, and felt his stomach twist around. Shuichi rushed on to the bathroom and threw up every thing he’d eaten today. Yuki stopped typing to listen to the heaving Shuichi from is study and then when back to typing, trying to ignore to pitiful sobs that to singer was trying to cover up.
Shuichi flushed to toilet and cleaned himself up. Then he dragged himself to the bedroom and, looking at the clock and seeing that is was 7:23pm, decided that he wasn’t going out later and changed into his nightclothes. After that he looked around the room, grabbed a few blankets and headed out to the couch to get some sleep, listening to the rain outside the window and the never-faltering, rhythmic typing from the study. Shuichi felt as the weight of his predicament finally get the better of him, the singer laid him head down and cried himself to sleep, not noticing that the typing ceased while he cried.
Shuichi woke up confused on the couch, wondering why he was here, when the events of the last day caught up to him. Shuichi shot up for his resting position and tried to stand up, only to fall on him knees on the hard wood floor of the apartment. And as he slowly got to his feet, he felt the stirrings of nausea hit him, even harder than the night before.
‘Great,’ Shuichi thought sarcastically while hurrying to the bathroom, ‘This is going to be a wonderful day.’ As he sat there on his knees in front of the toilet he was now taking a break from worshiping, as wave after wave of nausea flowed through him like the ocean, all he could do was hope he wasn’t disturbing the novelist in the next room. When he bent his neck to rid himself of the rest of his stomach contents, he felt cool hands pushing the hair from his face away, holding the rest of his hair out of his face, and putting a cold damp washcloth on the back of his neck.
“Here.” Yuki said after the puking had subsided, handing over a glass of water. “Rinse your mouth out, then brush your teeth and come out when your presentable.” Shuichi smiled as the author walked out and into the hallway and disappearing around the corner.
As Shuichi did aforementioned tasks, Yuki started breakfast… the term breakfast was used very loosely… Breakfast consisted of beer for Yuki, and saltine crackers and apple sauce(1) for his young lover. It took a few minutes for Shuichi to come out of the bathroom, and when he did he was pale and a little shaky. He sat down in the closest seat and looked up in question to the crackers and apple sauce that Yuki handed him.
“They’re good for nausea.” Yuki stated and then he took his beer and went back into his study to type up more of his novel. Shuichi ate some cracker and, as he started to feel better picked up the apple sauce and the phone then went to sit on the couch. Putting in a very familiar number, he waited for the other side to pick up.
Shuichi sat for about three rings when a voice sleepily grunted a hello that would make a caveman proud.
“Hey, Hiro… did I wake you up?” Shuichi asked his best friend, uncaring of the answer. (2)
“If I say you did, would you let me go back to sleep?” Hiro said a little more awake seeing as its him best friend calling him.
“I’m coming over, ok? I need to talk to you about something.” The singer said.
“Ok… what time will you be over?” Hiro said in the tone of a man resigned in his fate.
“I’ll be there at about…”Shuichi paused to look at the clock. The clocks numbers stated that it was 8:37 am. “ 10 o’clock ok with you?”
Hiro, who also looked at his clock to see what ungodly time his friend called, sighed, “Ok…I’ll see you then.”
“Ok, Hiro.” Shuichi exclaimed brightly and the two friends bid each other farewell. Shuichi hung up the phone. ‘Hiro will make sense of this,’ Shuichi thought ‘He’s my last hope in this’
Shuichi got up off the couch, put his dishes away, then went to shower and get dressed for the day ahead. ‘And to think this was supposed to be a day off.’
When Shuichi got to Hiro’s he was out of breath, which was unusual for Shuichi who was always full of energy, ‘I must be having a bad day’ Shuichi thought, after all wasn’t he initialed to a bad day after yesterday. Shuichi knocked on the door and waited for the guitarist to open the door. Hearing a faint “it’s open” from inside, Shuichi walked in to the entrance, taking off his shoes, he tried to sneak up behind Hiro, who was on the couch. Throwing his thin arms around his friends neck, Shuichi said in (what he hoped was) a serious voice, “I’m a psycho and I’m going to get you.”
“Well, I’m not going to argue with that, but what‘s going on with the psycho that he called me at 8:30 on a day off?” Hiro asked, grabbing his best friends arm and dragging him around the couch to sit next to him.
“Yuki took me to the doctor’s yesterday…”Shuichi trailed off and hunched over.
Hiro raised an eyebrow at the back of the singer’s head. “Well,” he prompted, after an uncharacteristically long pause, “What did the doctor say?”
Shuichi paused again. Then, looking up at Hiro, Shuichi asked, “Do you love me?”
“Of course I do, buddy… don’t tell your boyfriend though.” Hiro raised his index finger to his lips and winked. (3)
“Hiro~” Shuichi whined shrilly, tugging on Hiro’s arm with tears in his eyes.
“Yes, Shuichi, you know I do… why does that have anything to do with what the doctor said though.”
“Because the doctor…”Shuichi burst in to tears, “HE SAID I WAS PREGNANT!!” Shuichi sobbed into Hiro’s chest. Hiro wrapped his arms around the crying man, mindlessly, while it set in. They sat in silence, barring Shuichi’s ongoing hysterics, when Hiro remembered something very important.
“But you can’t get pregnant! You’re a man… I’ve seen it… and men can’t get pregnant, it just doesn’t work that way…” Hiro exclaimed, pulling Shuichi from his chest and shaking him. Shuichi lurched back and forth, then Shuichi took off running into Hiro’s bathroom and loosing all the food he ate before arriving at his friend’s.
The singer realized, as Hiro’s cool hands pulled back his hair as he vomited, that puking is the worst feeling in the world, and he promptly told the other man that as soon as he was done.
“Puking feels like kicked puppies covered in acid.” Shuichi mumbled as he tried to gather up two brain cells to rub together. Hiro chuckled as he helped his helpless team mate up and over the sink to clean himself up.
“Is that so?” Hiro stated amused. His friend was the only person he knew that would joke after puking up his guts. Shuichi nodded weakly before the darkness closed in. Hiro sighed and took Shuichi to the couch in the living room.
When Shuichi woke up he didn’t know where he was. He surveyed the surrounding areas and found a clock, which read 3:30pm. He looked to the doorway, and laughed at the appearance of his friend. Hiroshi had his long hair up in a messy bun, he had on a pink apron, and his hand in soapy water while shaking his hips to the music in his head. Hiro whipped around to the sound of his friends laugh, face red with instinctual embarrassment for being caught dancing while doing dishes, before laughing at being caught.
“Shuichi, what are you going to do?” Hiro asked seriously after a minute of laughing. Sitting down by his oldest friend, he looked in to the purple eyes of the singer.
“About what?” Shuichi responded. Hiro looked exasperated. Then it hit him what his friend was talking about. “Oh That…Well…I was think about an abortion…”(4) Shuichi trailed off.
Hiro questioned confused, “Why would you get an abortion…I mean… It is Yuki’s right… I mean… You didn’t cheat on him or something…Oh hell…this isn’t coming out right…” Hiro stuttered though his confusion.
Shuichi looked put out. “Yeah, it’s Yuki’s…” Shuichi looked about to cry.
“Well if it’s Yuki’s, then why would you get an abortion?” Hiro was stunned, “if it’s Yuki’s why shouldn’t you want it?”
“Because Yuki doesn’t want it… He doesn’t care…” Shuichi broke in to tears, and clung to the guitarist.
Hiroshi tried to calm Shuichi down, but prior knowledge of crying habits of the pink haired man told him that if he couldn’t calm him down then you needed to advert his attention. “You know, I looked on the internet..” he stopped to make sure the man beside him was paying attention. “Male pregnancy is not that common but they happen… actually about 1 in 13,000 (5)males are born with the ability to bare children, but most aren’t having sex with another male…it happens, and studies show that you can have a healthy child with little to no lasting effects. You know I love you, and I’ll support you in whatever you want to do… but you need to know what you want to do.” Hiro got up and started to walk back in to the kitchen when Shuichi stopped him.
“Can you hand me the phone, Hiro” Shuichi asked looking down at his hands. Hiro nodded, even though Shuichi couldn’t see him, and held out the phone to the morose singer. Shuichi took the offered phone and punched in the number for the doctor. “Hi this is Shindo Shuichi and I need to schedule a procedure.” a pause for the person on the other end, “ Yes, yes. Ok I’ll see you at 5. Ok, Good day.” He hung up the phone and yelled at the occupant of the house, “I’ll see you later, ok Hiro?”
Hiro poked his head out and said, “call if you need anything, ok?” Shuichi called out an affirmative and Hiro muttered to himself, “I hope he makes a good decision…”
Shuichi got home, took off his shoes, and searched for his blond lover. He found him in the study, slumped over his keyboard. Shuichi smiled and left the author to his “writing”. Shuichi took a shower and got changed for his appointment. Looking at the clock, and seeing it to be a quarter till 5, went to see if Yuki was up to tell him where he was going. Peaking in to the study, seeing Yuki still asleep, decided to just leave a note. As he decided to write he took off his ring and put lotion on his hands and arms, then he knew what he was going to write. The note said “I made my decision, I’m going to the doctor’s. I’ll be back later tonight. I love you. I’ll see you later.” Shuichi re-read the note, nodded and left it at that. Grabbing his shoes and leaving with the note and the ring resting on the counter under the phone, where Yuki found it when Hiro called 5 minutes after Shuichi left.
Yuki was jolted awake by the phone ringing, so he stomped to the counter, and answered with a cold, “Who are you and what do you want?”
“Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine?” Hiro’s voice came through the receiver of the phone.
“What do you want?” Yuki asked grumpily, seeing the note and the ring for the first time. Scanning the note, he almost missed what the annoyance said next.
“I wanted to remind Shuichi that his appointment was at 5 o’clock, and I wanted to wish him luck.” was the answer Hiro gave. Yuki could almost feel the smug smile that was on the other end.
“Why would he need luck?” Yuki asked suspiciously.
“Why don’t you go and ask him yourself, he at the clinic.” and with that Hiro hung up.
As Yuki put down the phone he grabbed the ring and ran for the door, got his shoes, and sprinted for the car. The normally-taciturn novelist was panicking all the way to the clinic, desperately hoping that Shuichi wasn’t doing something to the baby.
At the clinic Shuichi got called in to the exam room, where his bolld pressure was taken, as well as his temperature, and asked the routine questions about allergies to medications. After that was all done the nurse told him the doctor would be in soon, At about the four min mark of waiting for the doctor he heard a commotion outside in the waiting room. Upon hearing the familiar voice of his lover, Shuichi got up to see what was going on. In the waiting room, Yuki was fighting the nurses to let him go so he ‘could get to that baka’ as Yuki was yelling.
“Yuki? What are you doing here?” Shuichi asked confused, “I did leave the note, right?” the he patted his pockets down to make sure he had.
“Yeah, you left the note.” Yuki let slip a small smile at his lover’s antics, which turned to anger at eh nurses that were holding on to his arms, “Get off, the baka is right there” he shook them off and walked over to Shuichi and asked quietly, “Is there a place we can talk?”
“We’ll be alone in the exam room… the doctor hasn’t come in yet.” Shuichi said just as quietly.
“So nothings happened yet.” Yuki whispered to himself, then nodded, “lead the way.” Yuki then addressed Shuichi coolly.
Shuichi grabbed hold of Yuki’s hand and took him back to the room. The inside the doorway, Yuki slammed the door and hurriedly said, “Don’t get rid of the baby.” Shuichi looked confused and opened his mouth the talk but Yuki stopped him with his finger. “Just let me talk. I love you, and I don’t know why, but we got a chance to have a child, and I can’t let you get rid of my…our child just because it’s a surprise that was sprung on us. I know I’m not the ideal father material, but I want to be there, for you and it. Don’t have an abortion, Shu-chan” Yuki ended his mini-speech with both of them in tears or close to them.
Shuichi jumped in to Yuki’s arms and said very in the ear of his lover, “if you had let me talk, I would have told you that I was planning on keeping it.”
“Then why are you here today?” questioned Yuki, pulled away so he could see Shuichi’s face.
“Because Hiro did some research (6)and found out I could carry it with little to no lasting effects, but I had to make sure that I was fit enough for it. So I scheduled a physical so I could get checked for any abnormalities.”
Yuki sighed with relief, but his breath caught at he though of the ring in his pocket. “If you were going to keep the baby, were you going to leave me?” Yuki asked with hesitation.
“WHAT?!?! NO!!!” Shuichi yelled, “why would you think that,” the singer demanded, “that’s a horrible thought!”
“Well you left your ring on the counter, and you ran off without telling me, what was I supposed to think?” Yuki joined in on the yelling match.
“You were asleep, I didn’t want to wake you because you hardly sleep anymore! Besides I have my ring right here.” Shuichi held up his left hand, and was shocked when he didn’t see the ring. Looking distraught he screamed “I LOST MY RING!!!” Yuki laughed, from relief than humor. ‘I took it off to put on lotion…” Shuichi trailed off seeing Yuki holding up the band. Grabbing the hand that Shuichi had held up, Yuki slid the ring back in to place. Kissing above the stones, Yuki held their hands together as he pulled his fiancé to him and kissed him deeply.
Holding Shuichi’s body to him, still grasping their hands together Yuki demanded “where is that damn doctor? I want to get you home, you need your rest.” Shuichi smiled in to the chest of the writer, feeling better than he had in a long time. Maybe better than he had in his whole life.
AN- Fuck why did that take me so long to get out?!?!!? I’m sorry that it took me months to get this crappy chapter out. I wouldn’t have left it at a cliffhanger if I had known I that I was going to take so long getting this chapter out. Gomen nasai… ~is killed but reviewers~ ~Eithne’s re-animated corpse~ Review and tell me how much you hate me for making you wait sooooo loooooonnnnnnnggggg for this chapter. Even if it is the longest on yet. (does any one else have a problem with typing “the”… I try…but “e” is always added on to the next word….)
PS- I will put in my notes later… I didn’t think it would be fair to make you wait longer for something that no one really reads anyway! Aufweidseihen baby
This poll is on the baby! Current poll count
Should Shuichi have:
A Girl- 3
A Boy- 7
Twins: Girl, Boy- 15
Twins: Girls-2
Twins: Boys- 8
For you morbid people A Miscarriage……- 1
EVERYONE CAST YOUR BALLOTS!!! This is a multi-chapter poll…. It ends when I say it ends. And even though someone voted for a miscarriage, no one voted for an abortion... though one said he should have triplets and one should die...
(1) I know saltine crackers are good for nausea... and so is 7up...but I don't know if apple sauce is good for it...I just know that me lovely Musume-chan eats it when you gets a visit from 'Mr. Stabby" as she calls stomach pains
(2) what my grandma says when she calls a 6:30 in the morning
(3) I don't mean that they love each other romantically, I think people can love people in many different ways. They have been friends for a long time, they love each other. Get it? Got it? good
(4) I an pro-choice. and I don't like the fact that men get to decide what women get to do with their bodies. Till men can really have babies, they don't get to decide, no matter what is said in what ever religion. besides if they don't want the child, they are better off not being born.... because people that don't want their kids to some terrible things to them. And women who are against abortion... don't get one, but don't deprive other people who might get one.... besides making it against the law isn't going to stop them, at least with it legal we don't have a spike in back-ally abortion.
(5) actually this statistic is for Androgen insensitivity syndrome, which is characterized by evidence of feminization of the external genitalia at birth, abnormal secondary sexual development in puberty, and infertility in individuals...
(6) in the manga Hiro was going to be a doctor because that's what his mom wanted... but he and Shuichi got in a fight and was up all night before the test...and during the test he fell asleep before he answered a single question
Warnings: Yuki will swing in and out of character… so it’s kinda like a mood swing…thought he does a lot of things in the anime like he does here…does that make it IC… or does even the anime have OOC-ness ~ponders~ oh and hormonal angst-y Shuichi…so that is OOC Shuichi…
LAST TIME:
On the way home not one of the men talked, both contemplating the news they got today. The car was filled with a tension that you could cut with a knife, and outside the gloomy rain came down harder, reflecting the feelings of the occupants of the car. When they got back to the apartment, after a very unconformable elevator ride with another occupant of the building, Shuichi started talking.
“We could get rid of it, if you want…”
ON WITH THE STORY
Yuki shrugged his shoulders and headed to his study, calling over his shoulder, “You can do what ever you want, brat. It‘s your problem.”
Shuichi felt his heart break in two. The normally hyper singer looked down at the ring that Yuki gave him earlier, and felt his stomach twist around. Shuichi rushed on to the bathroom and threw up every thing he’d eaten today. Yuki stopped typing to listen to the heaving Shuichi from is study and then when back to typing, trying to ignore to pitiful sobs that to singer was trying to cover up.
Shuichi flushed to toilet and cleaned himself up. Then he dragged himself to the bedroom and, looking at the clock and seeing that is was 7:23pm, decided that he wasn’t going out later and changed into his nightclothes. After that he looked around the room, grabbed a few blankets and headed out to the couch to get some sleep, listening to the rain outside the window and the never-faltering, rhythmic typing from the study. Shuichi felt as the weight of his predicament finally get the better of him, the singer laid him head down and cried himself to sleep, not noticing that the typing ceased while he cried.
Shuichi woke up confused on the couch, wondering why he was here, when the events of the last day caught up to him. Shuichi shot up for his resting position and tried to stand up, only to fall on him knees on the hard wood floor of the apartment. And as he slowly got to his feet, he felt the stirrings of nausea hit him, even harder than the night before.
‘Great,’ Shuichi thought sarcastically while hurrying to the bathroom, ‘This is going to be a wonderful day.’ As he sat there on his knees in front of the toilet he was now taking a break from worshiping, as wave after wave of nausea flowed through him like the ocean, all he could do was hope he wasn’t disturbing the novelist in the next room. When he bent his neck to rid himself of the rest of his stomach contents, he felt cool hands pushing the hair from his face away, holding the rest of his hair out of his face, and putting a cold damp washcloth on the back of his neck.
“Here.” Yuki said after the puking had subsided, handing over a glass of water. “Rinse your mouth out, then brush your teeth and come out when your presentable.” Shuichi smiled as the author walked out and into the hallway and disappearing around the corner.
As Shuichi did aforementioned tasks, Yuki started breakfast… the term breakfast was used very loosely… Breakfast consisted of beer for Yuki, and saltine crackers and apple sauce(1) for his young lover. It took a few minutes for Shuichi to come out of the bathroom, and when he did he was pale and a little shaky. He sat down in the closest seat and looked up in question to the crackers and apple sauce that Yuki handed him.
“They’re good for nausea.” Yuki stated and then he took his beer and went back into his study to type up more of his novel. Shuichi ate some cracker and, as he started to feel better picked up the apple sauce and the phone then went to sit on the couch. Putting in a very familiar number, he waited for the other side to pick up.
Shuichi sat for about three rings when a voice sleepily grunted a hello that would make a caveman proud.
“Hey, Hiro… did I wake you up?” Shuichi asked his best friend, uncaring of the answer. (2)
“If I say you did, would you let me go back to sleep?” Hiro said a little more awake seeing as its him best friend calling him.
“I’m coming over, ok? I need to talk to you about something.” The singer said.
“Ok… what time will you be over?” Hiro said in the tone of a man resigned in his fate.
“I’ll be there at about…”Shuichi paused to look at the clock. The clocks numbers stated that it was 8:37 am. “ 10 o’clock ok with you?”
Hiro, who also looked at his clock to see what ungodly time his friend called, sighed, “Ok…I’ll see you then.”
“Ok, Hiro.” Shuichi exclaimed brightly and the two friends bid each other farewell. Shuichi hung up the phone. ‘Hiro will make sense of this,’ Shuichi thought ‘He’s my last hope in this’
Shuichi got up off the couch, put his dishes away, then went to shower and get dressed for the day ahead. ‘And to think this was supposed to be a day off.’
When Shuichi got to Hiro’s he was out of breath, which was unusual for Shuichi who was always full of energy, ‘I must be having a bad day’ Shuichi thought, after all wasn’t he initialed to a bad day after yesterday. Shuichi knocked on the door and waited for the guitarist to open the door. Hearing a faint “it’s open” from inside, Shuichi walked in to the entrance, taking off his shoes, he tried to sneak up behind Hiro, who was on the couch. Throwing his thin arms around his friends neck, Shuichi said in (what he hoped was) a serious voice, “I’m a psycho and I’m going to get you.”
“Well, I’m not going to argue with that, but what‘s going on with the psycho that he called me at 8:30 on a day off?” Hiro asked, grabbing his best friends arm and dragging him around the couch to sit next to him.
“Yuki took me to the doctor’s yesterday…”Shuichi trailed off and hunched over.
Hiro raised an eyebrow at the back of the singer’s head. “Well,” he prompted, after an uncharacteristically long pause, “What did the doctor say?”
Shuichi paused again. Then, looking up at Hiro, Shuichi asked, “Do you love me?”
“Of course I do, buddy… don’t tell your boyfriend though.” Hiro raised his index finger to his lips and winked. (3)
“Hiro~” Shuichi whined shrilly, tugging on Hiro’s arm with tears in his eyes.
“Yes, Shuichi, you know I do… why does that have anything to do with what the doctor said though.”
“Because the doctor…”Shuichi burst in to tears, “HE SAID I WAS PREGNANT!!” Shuichi sobbed into Hiro’s chest. Hiro wrapped his arms around the crying man, mindlessly, while it set in. They sat in silence, barring Shuichi’s ongoing hysterics, when Hiro remembered something very important.
“But you can’t get pregnant! You’re a man… I’ve seen it… and men can’t get pregnant, it just doesn’t work that way…” Hiro exclaimed, pulling Shuichi from his chest and shaking him. Shuichi lurched back and forth, then Shuichi took off running into Hiro’s bathroom and loosing all the food he ate before arriving at his friend’s.
The singer realized, as Hiro’s cool hands pulled back his hair as he vomited, that puking is the worst feeling in the world, and he promptly told the other man that as soon as he was done.
“Puking feels like kicked puppies covered in acid.” Shuichi mumbled as he tried to gather up two brain cells to rub together. Hiro chuckled as he helped his helpless team mate up and over the sink to clean himself up.
“Is that so?” Hiro stated amused. His friend was the only person he knew that would joke after puking up his guts. Shuichi nodded weakly before the darkness closed in. Hiro sighed and took Shuichi to the couch in the living room.
When Shuichi woke up he didn’t know where he was. He surveyed the surrounding areas and found a clock, which read 3:30pm. He looked to the doorway, and laughed at the appearance of his friend. Hiroshi had his long hair up in a messy bun, he had on a pink apron, and his hand in soapy water while shaking his hips to the music in his head. Hiro whipped around to the sound of his friends laugh, face red with instinctual embarrassment for being caught dancing while doing dishes, before laughing at being caught.
“Shuichi, what are you going to do?” Hiro asked seriously after a minute of laughing. Sitting down by his oldest friend, he looked in to the purple eyes of the singer.
“About what?” Shuichi responded. Hiro looked exasperated. Then it hit him what his friend was talking about. “Oh That…Well…I was think about an abortion…”(4) Shuichi trailed off.
Hiro questioned confused, “Why would you get an abortion…I mean… It is Yuki’s right… I mean… You didn’t cheat on him or something…Oh hell…this isn’t coming out right…” Hiro stuttered though his confusion.
Shuichi looked put out. “Yeah, it’s Yuki’s…” Shuichi looked about to cry.
“Well if it’s Yuki’s, then why would you get an abortion?” Hiro was stunned, “if it’s Yuki’s why shouldn’t you want it?”
“Because Yuki doesn’t want it… He doesn’t care…” Shuichi broke in to tears, and clung to the guitarist.
Hiroshi tried to calm Shuichi down, but prior knowledge of crying habits of the pink haired man told him that if he couldn’t calm him down then you needed to advert his attention. “You know, I looked on the internet..” he stopped to make sure the man beside him was paying attention. “Male pregnancy is not that common but they happen… actually about 1 in 13,000 (5)males are born with the ability to bare children, but most aren’t having sex with another male…it happens, and studies show that you can have a healthy child with little to no lasting effects. You know I love you, and I’ll support you in whatever you want to do… but you need to know what you want to do.” Hiro got up and started to walk back in to the kitchen when Shuichi stopped him.
“Can you hand me the phone, Hiro” Shuichi asked looking down at his hands. Hiro nodded, even though Shuichi couldn’t see him, and held out the phone to the morose singer. Shuichi took the offered phone and punched in the number for the doctor. “Hi this is Shindo Shuichi and I need to schedule a procedure.” a pause for the person on the other end, “ Yes, yes. Ok I’ll see you at 5. Ok, Good day.” He hung up the phone and yelled at the occupant of the house, “I’ll see you later, ok Hiro?”
Hiro poked his head out and said, “call if you need anything, ok?” Shuichi called out an affirmative and Hiro muttered to himself, “I hope he makes a good decision…”
Shuichi got home, took off his shoes, and searched for his blond lover. He found him in the study, slumped over his keyboard. Shuichi smiled and left the author to his “writing”. Shuichi took a shower and got changed for his appointment. Looking at the clock, and seeing it to be a quarter till 5, went to see if Yuki was up to tell him where he was going. Peaking in to the study, seeing Yuki still asleep, decided to just leave a note. As he decided to write he took off his ring and put lotion on his hands and arms, then he knew what he was going to write. The note said “I made my decision, I’m going to the doctor’s. I’ll be back later tonight. I love you. I’ll see you later.” Shuichi re-read the note, nodded and left it at that. Grabbing his shoes and leaving with the note and the ring resting on the counter under the phone, where Yuki found it when Hiro called 5 minutes after Shuichi left.
Yuki was jolted awake by the phone ringing, so he stomped to the counter, and answered with a cold, “Who are you and what do you want?”
“Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine?” Hiro’s voice came through the receiver of the phone.
“What do you want?” Yuki asked grumpily, seeing the note and the ring for the first time. Scanning the note, he almost missed what the annoyance said next.
“I wanted to remind Shuichi that his appointment was at 5 o’clock, and I wanted to wish him luck.” was the answer Hiro gave. Yuki could almost feel the smug smile that was on the other end.
“Why would he need luck?” Yuki asked suspiciously.
“Why don’t you go and ask him yourself, he at the clinic.” and with that Hiro hung up.
As Yuki put down the phone he grabbed the ring and ran for the door, got his shoes, and sprinted for the car. The normally-taciturn novelist was panicking all the way to the clinic, desperately hoping that Shuichi wasn’t doing something to the baby.
At the clinic Shuichi got called in to the exam room, where his bolld pressure was taken, as well as his temperature, and asked the routine questions about allergies to medications. After that was all done the nurse told him the doctor would be in soon, At about the four min mark of waiting for the doctor he heard a commotion outside in the waiting room. Upon hearing the familiar voice of his lover, Shuichi got up to see what was going on. In the waiting room, Yuki was fighting the nurses to let him go so he ‘could get to that baka’ as Yuki was yelling.
“Yuki? What are you doing here?” Shuichi asked confused, “I did leave the note, right?” the he patted his pockets down to make sure he had.
“Yeah, you left the note.” Yuki let slip a small smile at his lover’s antics, which turned to anger at eh nurses that were holding on to his arms, “Get off, the baka is right there” he shook them off and walked over to Shuichi and asked quietly, “Is there a place we can talk?”
“We’ll be alone in the exam room… the doctor hasn’t come in yet.” Shuichi said just as quietly.
“So nothings happened yet.” Yuki whispered to himself, then nodded, “lead the way.” Yuki then addressed Shuichi coolly.
Shuichi grabbed hold of Yuki’s hand and took him back to the room. The inside the doorway, Yuki slammed the door and hurriedly said, “Don’t get rid of the baby.” Shuichi looked confused and opened his mouth the talk but Yuki stopped him with his finger. “Just let me talk. I love you, and I don’t know why, but we got a chance to have a child, and I can’t let you get rid of my…our child just because it’s a surprise that was sprung on us. I know I’m not the ideal father material, but I want to be there, for you and it. Don’t have an abortion, Shu-chan” Yuki ended his mini-speech with both of them in tears or close to them.
Shuichi jumped in to Yuki’s arms and said very in the ear of his lover, “if you had let me talk, I would have told you that I was planning on keeping it.”
“Then why are you here today?” questioned Yuki, pulled away so he could see Shuichi’s face.
“Because Hiro did some research (6)and found out I could carry it with little to no lasting effects, but I had to make sure that I was fit enough for it. So I scheduled a physical so I could get checked for any abnormalities.”
Yuki sighed with relief, but his breath caught at he though of the ring in his pocket. “If you were going to keep the baby, were you going to leave me?” Yuki asked with hesitation.
“WHAT?!?! NO!!!” Shuichi yelled, “why would you think that,” the singer demanded, “that’s a horrible thought!”
“Well you left your ring on the counter, and you ran off without telling me, what was I supposed to think?” Yuki joined in on the yelling match.
“You were asleep, I didn’t want to wake you because you hardly sleep anymore! Besides I have my ring right here.” Shuichi held up his left hand, and was shocked when he didn’t see the ring. Looking distraught he screamed “I LOST MY RING!!!” Yuki laughed, from relief than humor. ‘I took it off to put on lotion…” Shuichi trailed off seeing Yuki holding up the band. Grabbing the hand that Shuichi had held up, Yuki slid the ring back in to place. Kissing above the stones, Yuki held their hands together as he pulled his fiancé to him and kissed him deeply.
Holding Shuichi’s body to him, still grasping their hands together Yuki demanded “where is that damn doctor? I want to get you home, you need your rest.” Shuichi smiled in to the chest of the writer, feeling better than he had in a long time. Maybe better than he had in his whole life.
AN- Fuck why did that take me so long to get out?!?!!? I’m sorry that it took me months to get this crappy chapter out. I wouldn’t have left it at a cliffhanger if I had known I that I was going to take so long getting this chapter out. Gomen nasai… ~is killed but reviewers~ ~Eithne’s re-animated corpse~ Review and tell me how much you hate me for making you wait sooooo loooooonnnnnnnggggg for this chapter. Even if it is the longest on yet. (does any one else have a problem with typing “the”… I try…but “e” is always added on to the next word….)
PS- I will put in my notes later… I didn’t think it would be fair to make you wait longer for something that no one really reads anyway! Aufweidseihen baby
This poll is on the baby! Current poll count
Should Shuichi have:
A Girl- 3
A Boy- 7
Twins: Girl, Boy- 15
Twins: Girls-2
Twins: Boys- 8
For you morbid people A Miscarriage……- 1
EVERYONE CAST YOUR BALLOTS!!! This is a multi-chapter poll…. It ends when I say it ends. And even though someone voted for a miscarriage, no one voted for an abortion... though one said he should have triplets and one should die...
(1) I know saltine crackers are good for nausea... and so is 7up...but I don't know if apple sauce is good for it...I just know that me lovely Musume-chan eats it when you gets a visit from 'Mr. Stabby" as she calls stomach pains
(2) what my grandma says when she calls a 6:30 in the morning
(3) I don't mean that they love each other romantically, I think people can love people in many different ways. They have been friends for a long time, they love each other. Get it? Got it? good
(4) I an pro-choice. and I don't like the fact that men get to decide what women get to do with their bodies. Till men can really have babies, they don't get to decide, no matter what is said in what ever religion. besides if they don't want the child, they are better off not being born.... because people that don't want their kids to some terrible things to them. And women who are against abortion... don't get one, but don't deprive other people who might get one.... besides making it against the law isn't going to stop them, at least with it legal we don't have a spike in back-ally abortion.
(5) actually this statistic is for Androgen insensitivity syndrome, which is characterized by evidence of feminization of the external genitalia at birth, abnormal secondary sexual development in puberty, and infertility in individuals...
(6) in the manga Hiro was going to be a doctor because that's what his mom wanted... but he and Shuichi got in a fight and was up all night before the test...and during the test he fell asleep before he answered a single question