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::two weeks and three days after Hiei�s
departure::

Something
large and warm was torn from Yusuke�s embrace.
The bed jolted and bounced, its springs squeaking in protest. Moments later retching sounds started coming
through the walls. Yusuke sighed as he
pulled himself out of his warm bed. As soon as his bare feet hit the floor; a
cold shiver ran down the youkai�s spine.
If she�s not waking up hysterical, she�s
throwing up what little she was able to eat.
Yusuke cursed around a loud yawn.
He walked down the hallway and into the bathroom. He didn�t have to announce his presence, it
never mattered; Kurama was never aware of his hands gently pulling back her
silky red hair, her attention was focused on the porcelain god she was
currently worshiping. All the weight she
put back on during the two weeks after her return was all but gone; her ribs
could be seen along with the bones in her hips and ankles. Yusuke was afraid to let her go outside for
fear that a large gust of wind would knock her on her ass. Kurama tried her best to keep herself healthy. She would spend days in bed even though it
would drive her crazy. She ate nothing
but what was on the list Narumi-sensei left her, one full helping at least at
every meal.
For a while it worked; until Kurama
started waking up every night with a recurring nightmare that left her
horrified and trembling for the rest of the night. The vixen was getting less and less sleep,
the bags under her eyes were growing in size each day. Since any drugs could be harmful to her
unborn kits, Kurama refused to take anything to help her sleep. After talking with Narumi-sensei he informed
the vixen that those dreams weren�t simple nightmares but �Night Terrors�, he
sadly told Kurama that there was nothing any one could do; they would just have
to go away on their own. But, he did
have some suggestions, such as warm milk, soothing music, and not sleeping
alone. Perhaps if she slept with someone
who made her feel safe she would be able to sleep through the night. So, to Keiko�s slight discomfort, Yusuke
stayed at Genkai�s temple every night to sleep with
his friend in hopes that she would start sleeping through the night. Most nights Kurama would go to bed rather
early and Yusuke would follow an hour or two later.
They would start out on opposite
sides of the bed. Though, like most
people sharing a bed, they would end up nestled together as a tangled bundle of
arms and legs in the middle of the bed.
Yusuke, who usually never had a problem sleeping through the night,
would find himself waking up every few hours to check on his friend. If Kurama was asleep Yusuke would contently
return to an unconscious state, but if she was awake or showed signs of having
in nightmare, he would stay awake and do the best he could to keep Kurama as
comfortable as possible.
Not long after the night terrors
started Kurama started getting nauseous every time she ate, soon she couldn�t
even stand the smell of food cooking. Even
some flower scents would send her barreling to the nearest bathroom or
bush. For a Youko
to get nauseous over flower scents was unheard of!
Despite Kurama�s
best efforts she was not only loosing sleep but she was rapidly loosing all the
weight she had put on. Once again
Narumi-sensei was consulted. This time
he wasn�t too sure of his answer but, since it was the only logical one he
could find, it would have to do. In the
first trimester of a normal woman�s pregnancy a rush of hormones would cause her
to have what was commonly referred to as �morning sickness�. Now, a normal woman�s body would already be
accustomed to having those hormones in her system; since Kurama�s
body had been female for only a short while it�s not accustomed to woman�s
hormones in its system at all. So every
time her body produced those hormones she would experience �morning sickness� once
again. The morning sickness, however, was not leaving like it usually did in
the beginning of her pregnancy and was growing progressively worse.
So, now not only was Kurama unable
to sleep but she was unable to eat as well.
Yusuke was becoming increasingly
worried about his friend. Kurama was at
the point where she couldn�t even close her eyes at night with out seeing the
horrifying scenes that plagued her dreams.
Her stomach could only tolerate water and maybe some broth, but nothing
solid. Narumi-sensei was one step away
from putting Kurama in a hospital, but Genkai had
another idea, bringing the hospital to Kurama.
Kurama wasn�t going to like that decision at all, so Yusuke convinced
the two older humans to put it off for a few days and give her a chance to get
better on her own.
Kurama, who had relieved her
stomach of all its unwelcome contents, heaved a huge sigh before she turned to
the half demon behind her.
�I�m so sorry Yusuke.�
�Why, Kura-chan?�
�I keep waking you up like this and
Keiko is mad at you! I�m breaking up your relationship just like I broke mine!�
Kurama
buried her head in Yusuke�s shirt and sobbed her heart out.
�Shhhh Shhhhh, it�s
alright Kura-chan.�
Yusuke tried to sooth his overly emotional friend. �That�s just the hormones talking. It�s alright. Keiko understands and so do I
or else I wouldn�t be here, with you, on the bathroom floor.�
That brought a muffled giggle from
Kurama. It lasted for only a brief
moment
Since the moment Hiei left Yusuke noticed that Kurama would be in tears at
the drop of the hat. She just needed sleep, he told himself
again and again. As soon as she gets sleep this will all blow over. He thought to himself. Gosh I
hope these kits come soon. I don�t think Kurama will be able to handle being
pregnant for much longer. But, damn if
that�s not wishful thinking . . . she still has the better part of three months
to go.
If he had voiced his opinion Kurama
would have agreed full heartedly; she was miserable and wanted nothing more
than to just turn male again and forget everything about being a hormonal,
bloated, totally going out of her mind pregnant woman. That was until she felt one of her babies kick
or see images of what she thought they would look like once they finally
arrived. At that moment she would become fiercely protective of them and curse Hiei for now feeling the same way about her. What exactly had she done that was so wrong?
When it came down to it her kits
were all she had. Yusuke had Keiko, Yukina had Kazuma and she had had
Hiei but she fucked up. She fucked it all up and she was determined
to do the best she could for unborn babies.
Yusuke let Kurama cry on his
shoulder for the fifteen millionth time.
He couldn�t remember her ever being so sad and lonely. That was when his cursed Hiei.
he wanted the short demon to fall off a cliff or something. . . Not like that was ever going to happen,
but a good curse would always blow off steam.
When Kurama sat back to grab some
toilet tissue to blow her nose Yusuke went over to the sink and returned with a
glass of water so Kurama could rinse out her mouth. Kurama looked down into the water with a
thoughtful expression for a long moment until she blurted out.
�It�s almost sunrise. I know of a nice little clearing that
overlooks the eastern valley. The view
is stunning; want to join me in the hammock I made there?�
�You made a hammock? Out of what exactly?� Yusuke asked.
�Vines,� She replied.
�I made it years ago. If I ask it
to it will shape itself into a hanging chair.
You cannot imagine how comfortable it is.�
�Alright
that sounds like fun to me. I can�t
remember the last time I was in a hammock.
But, I want to take a water bottle us, if you don�t start keeping
anything in your stomach you�re gonna get dehydrated
and have to be put on an IV. And that�ll
suck.�
�Hai,� Kurama sighed softly.
�But, I�m beginning to think that being put on an IV is unavoidable
right about now. Thank you though; for
convincing them to give me a chance to get over this on my own, I mean.�
�You knew
about that?�
Kurama
nodded. �If you hadn�t convinced them I
would have. I�m giving myself three more
days. After that I will give myself over
to Narumi-sensei�s capable hands.�
�Hopefully,
this wont last that long.�
�My fingers
have been crossed since day one, Yusuke.�
�Well,�
Yusuke wrapped his arms around Kurama to gently lift her up to stand on her
shaky legs. He offered the vixen the
crook of his arm. �I�ll cross my fingers
and my toes for ya, Kura-chan.�
�You�re too
kind.� Kurama laughed, linking their
arms together so let Yusuke lead her out of the bathroom.

**half an hour later**

Yusuke
sighed happily when he and Kurama were situated in the vine hammock; it was the
most comfortable contraption the young youkai had
ever encountered. Kurama, however, wasn�t as comfortable, the walk up had done
a number on her back muscles. As a remedy for the vixen�s sore back, they were
reclining instead of lying so it would keep the pressure off of her lower back
muscles.
The night
was clear and beautiful but, it was also fairly chilly and even though they had
brought a blanket Yusuke still felt Kurama shivering slightly. Without giving it a second thought he curled
himself around the vixen, slinging one leg over Kurama�s
and wrapping one arm around her torso.
Kurama murmured her thanks to which Yusuke replied with a yawned �S�okay� and snuggled closer to the vixen, burying his face
in the sweet smelling skin of her neck.
Kurama felt
warm and momentarily content while wrapped in Yusuke�s strong arms. Maybe it was because they were outside,
surrounded by nature with the soft chirping of crickets and gentle rustle of
grass. She never really enjoyed sleeping
indoors, adjusted to it maybe; enjoying the comfort of a soft bed, of course,
but for Youkos the grass would always feel finer than silk under their
skin. Being outside always made Kurama
feel truly alive.
Thinking
about beds made Kurama miss her own bed; not the futon she had her whole
adolescent life in the house Shiori owned but, the bed
she had left behind in the Makai. Oh how she missed that bed! If Yusuke thought
the hammock was comfortable he would die after a night in the huge bed hidden
amongst the labyrinth of underground tunnels and caves the vixen truly called
home. There was a cave/room for poison, potions,
lotions and what not, one for dried flowers and seeds preserved for future use
and a mammoth room just for books.
Mirrors graced partially every wall, for Youko
Kurama was truly a vain creature.
But, the
bedroom was his perfect creation with a carpet of the softest moss known to Youko existence.
Smack in the middle of the room, dug into the ground was her bed. It had taken longer to maker that bed then
her whole labyrinth of caves. At the
bottom of the large hole in the ground Kurama piled pillows filled with gosling
and/or duckling�s downy feathers. That�s
what had taken the longest to create.
Every spring for years upon years Kurama made a system of stalking Goose
and Duck nests, killing the parents a day or so before the eggs were to hatch,
then carefully transporting the eggs back to her home. The moment the goslings and or ducklings were
hatched, dry and at the peak of their downy softness they would be killed and
plucked of their baby fuzz to stuff in pillows made of cloth softer than
silk. They also served the purpose of
meat, soon becoming Kurama�s favorite meal. After the Youko had
enough pillows to fill most of the hole, he covered them with millions of silky
rose petals from hundreds of thousands of roses. Thanks to Kurama�s
power over plants those petals would never wither nor turn brittle, they would
stay silky and soft for all eternity.
Where spring was a time to hunt downy chicks, winter was a time to hunt the
next and final layer of the perfect bed: mink pelts. A mink�s pelt was it�s finest in the long
winter months; during these months Kurama trapped or, using the vertical leap every
fox knows to perfection, killed hundreds
upon of hundreds of minks. The fur was
made into two blankets. One covered the rose petals and the other served as a
blanket. Lastly many more gosling
pillows were added.
Kurama�s home was his pride and joy. He had placed it in the middle of his
territory which consisted of hundreds of thousands of acres of forests, one
huge meadow and the mountain range his tunnels ran through. That was the home she planned to return to
one day with her kits. Before the night terrors had started Kurama�s
dreams were filled with her kits, sometimes male sometimes female and many
times both genders, enjoying wild games of tag while darting through the large
trees and playing amongst the wild flowers.
The �flower security system� she had created years ago was alive and
well, still protecting her territory from other Youkos
and other demons that would love to take over her land. The moment he had returned for a brief moment
during the tournament that Yusuke started in the Makai
the flowers had recognized their master, all of them wanted to touch him again
and feel his ki.
He had spent as many blissful days as he could in his paradise so he
could reestablish the bond he had created so many years ago.
Thinking
about paradise always brought a smile to Kurama�s
lips. She sighed happily in Yusuke�s
warm embrace, her hands slowly making their way down to her abdomen to caress
the skin softly. These kits were worth
every back cramp, nightmare, and vomiting curse that they came with; they
deserved to grow up in a place she deemed as paradise. If she survived long enough to see them to
their home, that is.
�You�ll
love your home, kits.� Her whisper,
though hushed and tender, rang out in the silent night like a bell. �There are trees and flowers everywhere. No nasty smelling smog and disgusting
polluted rivers. You�ll be happier there
than you could be anywhere else in any of the other worlds.�
�Are you
unhappy here, Kura-chan?�
Kurama
jumped out of her skin when Yusuke whispered his question. She considered it for a second longer than
Yusuke would have liked.
�Of course
not.� She sighed. Didn�t it seem like she was doing nothing but
sighing lately? �But, this really isn�t
a place to raise a pair of hyperactive Kitsune
hybrids. Besides, I always planned on returning
home one day. It�s all happening a bit
sooner then I would have liked, though.
I feel like I�m abandoning my mother.
She did so much for me and I�m never going to see here again.�
�You plan
on staying female forever?�
�I can�t
answer that. All I can tell you is that
I will stay female as long as my kits are still nursing. I did have a stupid idea of � well that�s not
important. I�m taking all of this one
step at a time; so I will deal with �forever� as soon as it comes before me�
�And that stupid idea would be?� Yusuke wasn�t one to let a subject drop quite
that quickly, even if Kurama was determined to dodge it at all costs.
�Whose idea
was it to replace my mother�s memory with me going to America?�
�Koenma and Shizuru. Stupid idea?�
�Why America,
I hate it there and she knows it!�
�You
followed you lover who was given a job promotion. You married her over there too. Stupid idea?�
�Im not going to tell you so stop asking.�
�Alright
then. Thought of any baby names yet?�
�No, every
time I think of a name I always try to put a face to it. Since I don�t know what my kits will look
like yet I can�t gift them with names.�
�Fair
enough. But just remember to name one
after me.�
��Fifi� is too girly for my tastes, even if they do look
remotely like you. But thank your or the
suggestion.�
�What are
you talking about, �Fifi�. My name is- HEY! That�s not nice Kura-chan.� Kurama, however, was not listening; she was
too overwhelmed with her case of the giggles.
�Is it really that funny?�
�For someone who hasn�t slept in days . . .
yes!� Kurama continued to giggle
hysterically. Yusuke smiled at her
giggles, though it was slightly unnerving for that uncharacteristic fit,
anything was better than crying. Yusuke
had expected the giggles to die down slowly like the vixen sobs usually did; he
was startled when they ceased completely.
The demon looked over to the vixen.
Her eyes were off in space and a slightly dreamy smile was plastered on
her face. That was just down right
creepy.
�Kurama?� He called softly. �Is something wrong?�
Kurama
didn�t reply; her smile deepened. She
reached up and grasped his wrist, which lay on her shoulder, and pulled it down
to join her other hand on her abdomen.
After a moment Yusuke felt a swishing sensation under the vixen�s skin. The swishing was followed by a thump against
his palm. Unbeknownst to the young demon
a large goofy smile was plastered on his own face.
�Hey,
that�s really cool, Kura-chan.�
�Yes it
is. You should feel it from this
end.� She laughed softly. �They wake up every few hours and start
moving around. I can feel it a lot more
now that they are taking up so much room inside me. If they grow much more I think I am going to
POP!�
�At least
those stretch marks are gone. That makes
you feel a bit better, right?� Yusuke�s
hand absently started rubbing small circles over the spot where he just felt a
kick.
�I- I�m
sorry, Yusuke. I never knew how vain I
really am.�
�Eh, it�s
not like I wasn�t expecting it.� Kurama
blinked at that statement. �I mean, you
told me a while ago that you feel like your loosing control of your body. Narumi-sensei gave me a list of things that
he made after talking to all the pregnant he sees on a regular basis; for
reasons I�m sure you can understand. He
said that most women get depressed when the marks start to show, so I made sure
to have that ointment he recommended on hand at all times. You scared the shit out of Kuwabara, though.�
Kurama blinked again.
She recalled the day she first found that mark.
Kurama stared at her nude form in the full
length mirror. She poked at the mark she
found right above her out of place navel. Her
staring contest with that nasty mark continued for a few moments longer. But after those long moments Kurama couldn�t
stand to look upon her disgusting body any longer. Silent tears started streaking down her anger
flushed cheeks. She threw on her robe
and ran from the room, right into Kuwabara. The carrot top caught the vixen in a strong
embrace, when he realized that she was crying he softly asked why she was so
upset, his voice nothing more than a soft murmur. Kurama wouldn�t answer, she just kept crying
on his shoulder. Kuwabara
pulled away from Kurama and brushed the crimson bangs out of Kurama�s eyes. The
vixen met his gaze for only a short moment, until she jerked out of his hands.
�DON�T!�
�Don�t what?� Kuwabara asked, his
hands held open in front of him in a startled gesture.
�Don�t look at me!�
�Why not? You�re not naked or anything.� Kuwabara lowered
his hands down onto Kurama�s shoulders again.
�I�m breaking out! My ankles are swollen as is my stomach! My back hurts, my stomach hurts, and my feet
are killing me! AND THESE FUCKING
BREASTS WON�T STOP GROWING! I look
horrible and I just want it all to go away!�
Kuwabara
couldn�t help but be startled at the vixen�s outburst. His hands started rubbing the vixen�s
shoulders gently.
�It�s not that bad, Kura-chan. You don�t
look bad at all. I mean you don�t have a
beer belly; you have a mommy�s tummy! All of this will be over before you know it
and then you�ll have your kits to take care of and play with.�
�Oh,� Kurama smacked Kuwabara�s
hands off her shoulders. She pushed him
away and took off for her room crying out,
�you could never understand!�
Yusuke and Genkai
showed up behind the startled carrot-top seconds after Kurama�s
outburst. He blinked at them with a
clueless expression and shrugged his shoulders.
�Kitsunes
are very, very vain creatures.� Genkai stated. �If
they didn�t have multiple births there wouldn�t be so many of them. Not that a Spirit Fox is all that common,
even in the Makai.
She is taking her bodily changes as any vixen would, miserably. Most human women usually feel the same
way. Kurama�s
lack of sleep only adds her distress.
That aloe ointment should help those stretch marks go away, give her
that after she has a chance to calm down.�
With that the old lady left.
**later that evening**
Kurama was
curled in a fetal position in the middle of the bed she usually shared with her
lover until he left. She ignored the
knocks at the door. Yusuke was at the
door to tell her that it was time for dinner.
The very thought of eating made the vixen�s stomach churn. Maybe her friend would think that she was
asleep and leave her be for the night.
No such luck. The young demon
entered her room as quietly as he could, that was until he noted Kurama�s emerald orbs following his every move. He smiled into his friend�s tired gaze and
offered a tray laden with food for her inspection.
�Thought you would rather eat in
here.� Yusuke smiled a sheepish yet
proud smile and dramatically puffed out his chest �For tonight�s feast we have
Chicken Alfredo a la Yusuke with broccoli, garlic bread and oddly out of placed
corn as side dishes. Oh but the true
tantalizing treasure is tonight�s dessert:
blackberry pie a la mode! That
means with ice cream!� He added with
such a childish happiness that he brought a smile to the sulking vixen�s lips. �Which I left in the freezer so it wouldn�t
melt while you were eating.�
�Thank you, Yusuke. But, I�m really not that hungry.� Kurama said softly
pulling the blankets closer to her chin.
She continued to watch her dark haired friend pout dramatically and
couldn�t help but giggle at his antics.
�Well, at least eat the pie.� He bargained.
�Kuwabara made it especially for you in hopes
that he could cheer you up.�
�He shouldn�t have done that, I was
so rude to him earlier.� Kurama pushed herself into a sitting position against the
headboard.
Yusuke shrugged and placed the tray
on Kurama�s lap.
�He�s more worried about you than hurt by being yelled at. Remember, his aunt had a baby not to long ago
and his uncle took refuge at his place.
All the while he was there he told horror stories about pregnant women
and their mood swings. I don�t think Kuwabara ever wants to be a father anymore.�
�I doubt that,� Kurama stated as she
poked listlessly at the food in front of her.
�Kuwabara-kun loves children. I believe one day he and Yukina
will be wonderful parents. I�m really
not that hungry, Yusuke.�
�If you don�t eat you will only feel
worse, besides your kits need it. I�ll
make a deal with you. You eat just a
bit, say one third, of your dinner and I�ll give you this!� Yusuke pulled a tube of aloe ointment, that
was specially made to relieve child bearing women of their stretch marks, out
of his back pocket.
Kurama
eyed the tube eagerly.
�You drive a hard bargain. But, I accept.� Kurama started
picking at her food. �Say, Yusuke. . .
are there any of those canned Mandarin oranges left?�
Yusuke nodded.
�I�ll go make you a bowl.� He offered.
Kurama smiled.
�Can
you bring in the chocolate sauce too?�
�Uh,
sure thing.� Yusuke left with a
perplexed look on his face. He returned
with the items Kurama asked for. He then offered to stay and eat with her, to
which she replied, �It�s up to you.� and promptly dumped the oranges on to her
plate. Yusuke watched in horror as she
mixed everything on her plate around and then squeezed a liberal about of
chocolate on top. Yusuke couldn�t watch
as the vixen took the first tentative bite.
He was prepared to go make her a new plate OR grab the bucket he had
stashed under the bed, just incase. To
his despair she looked thoughtfully down at her . . . mixture. She then reached for the plate that held the
pie Kuwabara made.
Using her fork she cut the pie in half and pushed one of the halves on
top of her mixture. Yusuke covered his
mouth as she took another bite and smiled contently.
�I�m just going to sit here on the
floor,� Yusuke told her. �Facing the other
direction.�
�Aren�t
you going to go get your dinner?�
�Not
any more.�
�Suit
yourself.� She shrugged and dug into her
odd meal.
Yusuke
made a face.

�We will have to make Chicken Alfredo again, or
oranges. That was the last day I was
able to eat a full meal with out getting sick.�
Yusuke made
a face and Kurama laughed. After that they were both content to silently
watch the sunrise, both lost in their own thoughts.

Later that
morning Yusuke had to go back to the temple to get his cell phone to call Keiko
and make sure that everything was alright at their place. Kurama requested to
stay where she was, claiming that her back hasn�t felt this good in days. Yusuke didn�t think it was a good idea at
all, he only agreed to leave her there when she suggested that Puu join her until Yusuke could come back. Yusuke used his perfected mental link to
callout to his Spirit Beast. The bird
arrived a few minutes later with a bag that was marked for Kurama. It contained two oranges, a bottle of water
and her prenatal vitamins. The young
demon left as soon as Puu had settled himself next to
the hammock with his head resting on Kurama�s thighs.

**around noonish**
Yusuke
traced his steps back to where he had left Kurama in Puu�s care earlier that day. When he came upon the clearing he paused to
look at the scene in front of him. Puu was still settled next to the hammock with his head in Kurama�s lap. The
vixen was now sitting and absently peeling one of the two oranges Puu had brought up.
She picked at the half peeled orange in her lap, when a section of the
peel was torn off in her hand; she tossed it over the cliff. Next she dug a section of the fruit out and
placed it between her lips, all the while grimacing. While she chewed she dug out another section
and then gave it to Puu. The blue bird happily accepted the offered
orange and made a grateful noise in the back of his throat. The hand holding the orange dropped to Kurama�s side, while the other started stroking the soft
black hair running down Puu�s neck. The bird purred his thanks loudly.
After a
long moment Puu nudged Kurama�s
hand to encourage her to start peeling the orange again. She complied, throwing the next peel over the
cliff once more.
�Litter
bug!� Yusuke taunted playfully.
Kurama slowly turned her head around to stare at the
younger man while Puu lifted his head to call out a
happy �Puu� of greetings to his soul mate.
�The orange
peels will deteriorate and be absorbed into the ground OR be eaten by
ants.� She stated, too tired to start
even a playful debate with her friend.
�He�s not
supposed to be eating your food,
either.� Yusuke frowned at Kurama�s lack of interest and almost snappish tone. Puu felt his
anxiousness acutely through their strong bond.
He tried to comfort both of them by placing his head on Yusuke�s
shoulder and purred soothingly when Yusuke started running his hand up and down
his long neck.
�We are
sharing, Yusuke!� Kurama
snapped, her voice taking on a mildly defensive tone. �I had half of the other one didn�t I, Puu?�
The Spirit
Beast lifted his head and nodded.
�Okay,
okay.� Yusuke held his hands up in front
of himself in a defeated gesture. He
debated on wither or not he wanted to make himself comfortable or to get Kurama to come back with him like the old bat wanted. She had a foreboding feeling and didn�t want Kurama too far from here sight. The thing that had set off Yusuke was when Kuwabara called in-between two of his classes to check on
his friend. He too had a bad feeling and
informed the young demon that he would be coming up after his classes were
over, but his cell would be on incase something happened. The mood was rubbing off on Yukina as well; she requested that Yusuke call upon Koenma to ask to borrow Botan for
the night in case her healing powers were needed. Yusuke didn�t want to take Kurama back into a house where everyone would be watching
her like a time bomb or jumping at every noise they heard.
�I will
call Narumi-sensei as soon as we I get back.�
Kurama murmured softly. �I will ask him to come tomorrow morning and
set up the . . . IV.�
�I�m sorry,
Kura-chan.�
She
snorted. �There is nothing any of us
could have done to prevent this or cure it.
Narumi-sensei says it is uncommon but not unheard of. It just makes it a hard situation since my
children have fox ears and tails and they can�t stay in the hospital without
the possibility of accidents or something.�
Yusuke
remembered the day Kurama came back from Yomi and Narumi was able to get a picture of the kits on
the sonogram machine.

**two weeks and three days ago**
Narumi pointed out the spinal cord
and skull of one of the kits, then the heart beat. Next he searched for the second fetus.
�Because of the position I can�t see
much.� He explained to all the excited
people crowding around the bed. �It�s
not that uncommon for twins to hide behind each other. But, from what I can see both look fine. This one,�
Narumi moved the hand piece to a different position on the vixen�s
abdomen and the first kit was on the screen again. Narum-sensei then
pointed to a spot on the screen. �Has
inherited your ears; and judging by the position of that limb it appears it has
your tail as well. As for the gender,
it�s rather hard to see when it is has its tail curled between its leg and is
doing a good job of discreetly covering itself.�
Ever since then everyone has referred to Kurama�s babies as kits.

Kurama placed her feet on the ground and pushed herself up
on shaky legs. She reached out for
Yusuke�s offered hand when she couldn�t steady herself. Puu watched as the
two of them silently walked down the path before he nabbed the last of the
vixen�s disregarded orange and took off to find more food.

**back at the temple**

Yukina, Inari-sama bless her
gentle heart, was driving Kurama insane. She fussed over the vixen continuously until
Yusuke saw Kurama�s smiling lips twitch and her eyes
steeled to way past their breaking point.
The young demon came to his friend�s rescue by reminding the Koorime that dinner was still not started and that Kurama was hoping if the maiden made her favorite meal that
maybe her stomach would finally except some food. Much to Yusuke and Kurama�s
despair, Kurama couldn�t make it back to the temple without vomiting up the
oranges and water behind a random bush lining the path she and Yusuke chose to
follow back. Soon after Yukina left the room Yusuke received a call on his
phone. Kurama
found herself alone in the semi-dark living room. When she had first come into the temple she
chose to sit on the couch, but now her back was complaining. Kurama looked
across the room where her recliner was, she didn�t fancy crossing the room now
that she was settled in the couch. The
steady ache in Kurama�s back finally encouraged the vixen to move from her
spot.
She stood
and steadied herself on the fireplace wall for a moment. When she felt that her legs were steady
enough she started walking slowly across the room. Kurama was passing
the coffee table when her vision suddenly blurred. She stopped and placed her head in her hands,
the sounds around her were ringing loudly in her ears. She lifted her head and blinked against the
dizziness she felt, though everything she saw was blurred and only adding to
the dizziness. Through hazy eyes Kurama saw the figure she guessed was Yusuke making his way
down the hall. She heard him calling to
her, the sound causing her to inhale sharply through clenched teeth and grasp
her head again. She tried to look up one
last time to ask Yusuke for help but the gesture made her world go black. Kurama�s eyes
rolled back into head and she collapsed to the ground.

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