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WARNING:
GRAPHICNESS! MUCH GRAPHICNESS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Sorry bout the caps but I’m trying to make a
point. Also there will be Fluffyness! i mean come on,
babies are going to be born, you cant pull that off with out a little bit of
fluff (and you know how I luv fluffy scenes) Please enjoy!
“Yomi-sama, you called for me?” The newly shaven Yuda
asked, bowing deeply.
“My plan is
going beautifully, Yuda! Now all we have to do is wait until the
perfect moment to execute ‘phase two’.”
“Hai, my lord.”
::Genkai’s Temple::
“You broke
what?” Yusuke asked his large brown eyes
widened in what could only be described as panic. “No, you’re not allowed! Make them stay inside!”
“How exactly
would you propose I do so, Yusuke?” Kurama asked, amused.
“You’re
their mother, tell them ‘No!’”
Kurama chuckled and shook her head. “This is happening, Yusuke, wither we want it
to or not.”
“Okay! Then we have to get um, um . . . water! Hot water!
No, no we have to call Narumi-sensei!”
He started patting pockets trying to find his AWOL cell phone. “Where the hell is that damn thing?!?”
“Yusuke!” Kurama clapped her
hands over the young demon’s cheeks to get his attention. “Calm down.
This isn’t like in the movies, its going to take a while.”
“What’cha want me to do?”
“Find me
your phone. I’m going to inform
Narumi-sensei.”
Yusuke did
as he was told and miraculously he did so with out waking any of their
slumbering friends. When he returned to Kurama’s side he handed over his phone.
“What now?” Yusuke asked.
“I-it’s too
crowded in there; I’m going walk around for a bit,” Kurama paused.
“You don’t
want me to come, huh?” Yusuke asked with
an understanding nod. “That’s okay, I
understand. But, I’m sending Puu up to check on you every fifteen minutes.”
Kurama smiled.
“Thank you, Yusuke.”
“When I was
in there I snagged Kuwabara’s cell too. So after you talk Narumi have him call me,
okay?” Kurama
nodded; after accepting her friend’s helping hand down the steps she started
making her way into the surrounding woods. Yusuke watched as Kurama walked away. Truthfully,
he didn’t want to let her go off on her own, but, then again she did seem to be
rather calm about the whole ordeal. The
moment Kurama’s cascade of silver hair disappeared
into the darkness of the trees Yusuke started pacing.
The first
few hours that Kurama had spent at her cliff-side
clearing weren’t all that bad. Contractions
would start as a cramp in her lower back before migrating to her abdomen and
thighs. Kurama
found that walking the edge of the clearing would help ease the ache in her
lower back. For the moment, Kurama was content to be by herself with the exceptions of Puu’s regular visits to check on her. The large bird would show up and coo softly
to her. The vixen would respond by
stroking his cheeks gently and telling him that she was alright. Every time the bird would chirp happily yet
look hesitant to leave her side until he was gently shooed away.
Dawn turned
to midmorning which quickly turned to noon. By that time Kurama
wished that she had Kuwabara there for one of his
famous backrubs. The contractions were
getting a bit more intense, the pain would peak longer, sending sharp pains
down her thighs making it very hard to walk.
Yet, sitting down made the pains so much worse.
The next
visit from Puu found Kurama
sitting in her vine chair, eyes closed with her hands resting on her
abdomen. Puu
watched the vixen closely trying o figure out if she was asleep or not. He got
his answer when Kurama sucked a breath through clenched
teeth, her hands fisting tightly. The
Spirit Beast was at al loss. He didn’t
know if Kurama wanted him there at all now that she
was in such pain. So he kept his
distance, staying close to the edge of the cliff watching as Kurama relaxed and her eyes opened a mere slit. When Puu called
softly to her, the vixen smiled motioning for him to come closer. As Puu did so Kurama opened her arms
to let Puu’s head be cradled against her bosom.
“I don’t
want to be alone, Puu-chan.” Kurama whispered
stroking the bird’s hair gently. “Will
you stay with me?”
Tucking his
legs underneath his belly, Puu settled down next to
the laboring vixen giving his silent company in place of her missing mate. Every so often a soft breeze would make the
vines sway which would scrunch up Puu’s neck or make
it stretch out uncomfortably yet, the whole time he never moved a muscle until Kurama stood and started pacing once again. Every few minutes she would look longingly in
the direction of the temple. She smiled
reassuringly at Puu when she noted his worried gaze
following her every move. The smile died
a moment later when a sharp contraction hit, this one lasted longer and the
peak was more intense then the others.
Surprised, Kurama doubled over causing her to
momentarily lose her balance. Puu was instantly at her side, his neck wrapping around Kurama’s torso. The
vixen leaned her weight against the bird’s chest.
“Puu-chan,” She panted resting her head against Puu’s soft feathers.
“I want Yusuke.”
Back at the
temple Yusuke’s
pacing had gotten him locked outside.
The young demon had given up trying to find something to do to keep his
mind off the whole situation very early that morning. Actually, so had everyone else in the temple;
they had started out doing their regular chores until morning turned to noon which was very slowly turning to
evening.
Yukina kept herself busy by preparing meals for everyone
then scrubbing everything until the whole kitchen was spotless. Once that was finished she would make and
serve tea. The petite Koorime was on such a roll in the kitchen, no one else
dared enter giving the rest of the girls absolutely nothing to do. They had all sat down in the living room to
watch some TV or rather, watched Kuwabara channel
surf; which was quickly becoming quite annoying.
Shizuru was the first to move away from the television to
start a game of solitaire. Botan interrupted her game minutes later to request the
game War which soon caught Keiko’s attention who asked the game be changed to
Rummy. By the third round Kuwabara asked to join in.
Rummy all too soon got boring prompting a change of games, the new game
chosen was Poker. Instantly Genkai left her little corner of the room and asked to be dealt
in.
“What game
is this?” Yukina
asked curiously when she brought out the tea on a sparkling clean tea set.
“Poker!” Kuwabara replied
around his ‘my love is here’ grin. “Wanna play?”
“Will you
teach me the rules?”
“Course I
will!” The carrot-top beamed puffing out
his chest. “I’m the best player here!”
“That’s
interesting, considering he hasn’t won a single hand.” Shizuru ribbed
giving a wink to Botan and Keiko who both
giggled. Kuwabara
glared at his sister as he made a space for Yukina next
to him, only to have his lover seat herself in his lap. Heat rose to the young psychic’s cheeks and
his voice got an octave higher while he stuttered the rules of the game.
The front
door slammed closed announcing Yusuke’s arrival. Puu had let him
know that he was staying with Kurama, so the young
demon let himself relax a bit. He walked
past where his friends were situated on the dinner table and went into the
living room to stretch out on the recliner.
“Should we
invite Yusuke to play as well?” Yukina asked at the end of their next hand.
Keiko shot
a glance at her dozing boyfriend.
“No, he
stayed up late then was up before dawn with Kurama,”
“Besides
that,” Shizuru interjected from across the table
where she was shuffling the deck of cards.
“If we wake him up he’ll just start pacing again.”
“Do you
think that Hiei-san will make it back in time?” Yukina asked
worriedly.
“It’s hard
to say.” Genkai
replied. “If his body has gone into
recuperative sleep it wouldn’t be healthy for him t be forcefully woken. Kurama knows that
which is probably why she decided not to send Puu for
him and Shura.”
“I hope Kurama is going to be alright out there.” Yukina looked out
the window.
“She must
be,” Kuwabara
assured his iceling lover. “Cause Urameshi
wouldn’t be taking a nap unless he was sure that Kurama
was alright.”
“I suppose
your right.”
“She’s not
going to have those kits any quicker if we sit here and babble about it.” Shuzuru stated as
she started dealing the next hand. “Now
shut up all of you and let’s play.”
The game
continued to effectively take everyone’s minds off Kurama
for a few more hours. Just as Shizuru suggested they change the game to BlackJack the recliner was heard bending back into its
original position. The group looked up
to see Yusuke walking toward them.
“Kurama’s getting pretty anxious up there guys.”
“And that’s
the girls cue to get the hell out of here.”
Shizuru supplied. “You don’t have to tell me twice. Let’s go Ladies.”
Botan,” Genkai stopped the ferry maiden when she started to rise
from her seat. “I would like you to go
ask Koenma if he would come down after Kurama gets herself settled. But, warn him that he may have to leave if
his presence upsets Kurama.”
“Then why
bother in the first place?” Yusuke asked
while they walked to girls outside.
“Because I
want more than just the likes of you around incase a problem arises, remember
there are going to be three kits born one right after another. That means that someone has to take care of
the babies while Kurama continues to give birth to
its sibling or siblings.”
“That’s a
good idea.” Kuwabara
agreed. “Its not like we’ve had that
much experience with babies.”
Promising
to meet up with the girls later, Botan called out her
oar and took off.
“Ne, Ura-,” Kuwabara stopped in
the middle of his sentence, looking around for his suddenly missing
friend. “Where the hell did he go?”
“He took
off that way.” Shizuru
pointed to the path that led to Kurama’s
clearing. “Another sign that unless we
want death by thorns we should leave.”
“Why do you
want to leave so badly?” Keiko asked
rushing to keep up with her friend’s long strides.
“You have Kurama threaten to kill you for talking to Hiei then get back to me.”
“I see your
point.”
Kuwabara and Genkai stopped at
the edge of the staircase. As they
watched the girls descend the stairs the old woman turned to Kurabara, “Go inside and write a letter to Mukuro. Tell her
what’s going on and to send Hiei the moment he wakes
up. Add in there that if he’s asleep to
send Shura on his own. The least we can so for Kurama is to have one of them here. We’ll send Puu when
he comes back.”
Kuwabara rushed off to do as the old woman asked.
“I want Yusuke.”
It seemed
as though the words no sooner left Kurama’s lips
before a slightly panting Yusuke appeared at her side. He started rubbing her shoulders soothing
with one hand while the other hand gave into Puu’s
insistent nudges and patted the bird’s cheek.
When Kurama started trembling Yusuke freed his
hand from Puu to wrap his arm around the small of her
back his hand coming to rest on her hip.
“You
okay?” Yusuke asked softly. Kurama nodded a bit
shakily from where her head still rested on Puu’s
feathers. Not at all convinced Yusuke
asked again. “You sure you’re okay?”
“I just
feel so. . . I can’t describe it.
‘Restless’ would be the closest word to it.”
“You wanna go back?”
Yusuke suggested. Kurama turned her head to stare in the direction of the
temple after a moment her ears pressed against her skull.
“We kicked
the girls out for a while.” Yusuke had a
feeling that was all his friend needed to hear.
His theory was proven true seconds later when the vixen nodded. Just as Kurama
pushed herself off of Puu’s shoulder she lost her
balance slightly and leaned onto Yusuke’s strong arms. “Want me to carry you?”
Kurama shook her head.
“The contractions don’t hurt as bad when I walk.”
Yusuke
nodded understandingly and proceeded to lead her down the path to Genkai’s temple.
Neither of them said much until they reached the temple doors. Yusuke helped Kurama
to her bedroom then sat her on the bed. Kuwabara and Genkai must have
been busy while Yusuke was gone for there was a glass of ice chips and a bowl
of cool water with a cloth for Kurama. Yusuke offered the ice chips which were
accepted gratefully.
“Want me to
stay with you for a while?”
Kurama nodded. With a deep sigh she lay back on the bed
then curled up on her side with her back to Yusuke. Moments later the bed shifted and Kurama felt a cool cloth against her forehead. The vixen turned her head slightly to gaze at
her friend out of the corner of her eye.
“You have
wonderful bedside manner.” Kurama whispered around the ice chips melting in her mouth.
“Yea,”
Yusuke gave Kurama one of his famous grins. “I’ve had a lot of practice lately.”
“I’ve been
nothing but a burden lately; haven’t I?”
“You’re
never a burden, Kura-chan. Your company. A companion in need of constant
emotional support.” Yusuke’s snickered
in response to the glare he received.
“I’m too
tired to smack you.” Kurama
held out her hand. “Bash your head
against my palm.”
“That’ll
have to wait for later.” A soft voice
informed the two demons on the bed. Kurama craned her neck around to see Kuwabara
in the doorway with his cell phone up against his ear. “Narumi-sensei wants to know how far apart
and intense the contractions are.”
“They’re
getting stronger I’d say a five on a scale of one to ten.” Kurama replied. “Its still mostly bad cramps from my thighs
to my stomach. They are about on hour to
forty-five minutes apart.”
::Well, I’m
sorry to say that that means that Kurama still has a
long way to go.:: Narumi replied when Kuwabara repeated Kurama’s words. ::By my calculations, unless something
drastic happens within the next few hours we are looking at another day or so
before the first kit is born.::
“You’re not
serious?”
::I’m
afraid so.::
Kuwabara repeated Narumi’s message. Even though Kurama
had expected as much, she still groaned miserably.
::I’ll be
on my way soon.:: Narumi promised.
::Until then keep Kurama as comfortable as
possible and let me know if anything new comes up. Also, I don’t recommend that she eats
anything solid. See if she will accept
some broth.::
“Oh she’ll
love that.” Kuwabara
chuckled before thanking the doctor and hung up his phone.
“You need
anything, Kura-chan?”
The carrot-top asked softly not even coming into the room. “Narumi suggested some broth, would you like
some?”
“No,” Kurama blanched and shook her head. “Thank you, I’m fine.”
Kuwabara sent Yusuke a worried glance. The young demon shrugged showing his friend
that he was also at a loss.
“Baa-san
and I are gonna be around in case you need us. Let us know if you need anything.”
Kurama didn’t give any reply signaling to Kuwabara that it was time to leave.
::Mukuro’s fortress::
Dusk fell
upon Mukuro’s demonic realm bringing with it a soft
breeze that carried to music of crickets.
There was hardly ever such a quiet moment in this particular part of the
Makai, usually there was some sort of noise, be it
the clash of iron or grappling bodies or even at times the tortured screams of
captives. Recovery was to blame for
tonight’s peacefulness, even though Yomi retreated
relatively quickly, there were still many casualties. In a few moments, however, the quietness would
be rudely interrupted by the arrival of one particular blue bird and the child
who met him at the gate.
“Hiei-san!! Hiei-san!!” Shura barged into Hiei’s
bedchambers, took a leap that would do SpiderMan
proud to land squarely on the Jaganshi’s chest and
successfully knocking the breath out of his lungs. The young goat held his own
breath as he watched the sleeping body intently, waiting to see large, crimson
eyes snap open. Seconds later Shura realized that Hiei was not
yet waking up. In a last ditch effort to
wake the sleeping demon Shura grasped Hiei’s slender shoulders to lift them up and then slam him
back against his pillow. After the third
time Shura bashed Hiei
against the pillows his enraged, bloodshot eyes snapped wide open and a slender
hand lashed out to wrap itself around the young goat’s neck.
“You have
one hell of a death wish!” Hiei hissed.
Shura retaliated by shoving a letter in his tired
face. It took all of two seconds for Hiei to read the hastily written words and spit out a curse. He threw Shura off
the bed with enough force to slam him against the wall.
“It was
either that or cold water.” Mukuro chuckled in Shura’s
defense as she watched her second in command threw on his newly repaired
clothing. The bionic demoness
had arrived in the door way in time to see Shura bash
Hiei’s head into his mattress and found the whole
scene quite hysterical.
“Whatever.” Hiei grumbled
around a yawn. “Let’s go, goatling.”
“Are you
sure you’re up to going?” Mukuro asked receiving a baleful glare in return.
“It’s a
little late to ask me that now isn’t it?” he shot a death glare at Shura.
“Seriously,
Hiei.”
“It doesn’t
matter if I feel up to going or not.” Hiei explained. “I
promised Kurama that I would be there with her while
she whelps those kits and I may have already broken that promise.”
“Then get
moving already!” Mukuro
started shoving the two dark haired demons out the door. “Urameshi’s pet
bird is waiting outside.”
::Back
at the Temple::
Narumi arrived bright and early the next
morning to find a group of people passed out in various positions in living
room. The doctor soon found that Genkai and another young man whom he had never met sitting
at the kitchen table. Introductions were
made over tea giving Narumi quite a surprise.
“You must
be the famous Narumi-sensei.” Koenma smiled handing the doctor a mug of tea.
“That only
depends on who you’ve gotten your information from.” Narumi smiled warmly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you-“
“Koenma,” the young kami’s bow was
greeted by a stunned silence.
“The Koenma??” Narumi’s
eyes went wide. “I guess ‘pleasure’ has
just been upgraded to ‘honor’.”
“Aww hell,” Yusuke, appearing in the doorway, sneered then
promptly yawned. “It ain’t
never an honor or a pleasure when DiaperBreath is
here.”
“Such witty
banter so early in the morning?” Koenma glared at his former detective and one of the few
humans he could ever call a friend.
“Really Yusuke, I admire that even after all these years your vocabulary
remains the same as a five year olds.”
“Whatever.” Yusuke yawned again and made his way to the
fridge to retrieve a full cup of ice chips for Kurama. The doctor bowed once again to both Koenma and Genkai before
following the tired young demon to the laboring vixen. Upon entering, Narumi looked over his
patient’s general appearance. Kurama was curled around a large body pillow, holding it
between her legs to relieve some of the strain in her lower body. She didn’t seem overly strained for someone
who has been in labor for over a full day.
Although, her kits were another story, Narumi was concerned for the runt
and was anxious to check up on it as well as its siblings.
Yusuke went
straight over to Kurama, who apparently was catching
some sleep while she had the chance. Deep
golden eyes fluttered open when Yusuke brushed some stray silver locks out of Kurama’s eye. The
vixen blinked groggily at her friend before accepting the glass of ice from his
hand. Those same tired eyes turned to
Narumi, who had yet to leave her doorway, after a moment she smiled tiredly.
“How are
you feeling, dearest?” Narumi asked
softly, moving from his place in the doorway to kneel down at the side of the
bed.
“Tired.” Kurama replied
while the doctor checked her eyes then the temperature of her forehead.
“Did you
sleep at all last night?”
“As much as
I could between contractions.”
“Are you still sure you don’t want an
epidural?”
“Quite
sure, thank you.”
“You let me
know if you change you mind.” Naurmi finished checking Kurama’s
pulse then gently coxed her onto her back and opened her robe to examine the
vixen further. By this time Yusuke had
stretched out, face down on the bed next to Kurama
with his head buried in his arms. He was
more than willing to catch a few winks while the doctor occupied his friend’s
attention. Although he seemed to pass
out the moment his head hit the pillow, Kurama knew
he was only lightly dozing and was listening to every word they said.
“I was
hoping that after a full night of being in labor you would be further along.”
“Is
something wrong?” Kurama
asked getting slightly worried.
“Everything
is progressing beautifully, albeit slowly.
Very slowly. You are three
centimeters dilated, no abnormal discharge, and none of your kits are showing
any signs of distress.”
“What
now?” Yusuke mumbled through the pillow
his face was still buried in.
“We
wait.” Narumi replied receiving a small
groan from Kurama.
“Haven’t I
waited long enough?” The vixen mumbled
to no one in particular.
“They’ll be
here soon enough, dearest. You’ll see.” Narumi chuckled. Soon after he left Kurama’s
bedroom to let his patient have some privacy.
It seemed
to both Hiei and Shura that
Puu couldn’t fly fast enough. Both demons couldn’t help fidgeting
nervously as the land of the Makai passed underneath
them.
“Can’t you
go any faster?” Hiei
called to the Spirit Beast. Puu turned his head to look at the small demon with one
large chocolate eye. In truth, Puu was being driven crazy by the pair’s constant fidgeting
and wanted to get back just as badly as they did; if only he could speak their
language!
“Puu!” He chirped;
his wings beat faster as he plunged through his favored portal. Hiei gave a silent
sigh of relief when, moments later, the old woman’s temple came into view. Hiei didn’t even
wait for Puu to land before jumping off and
disappearing into the temple. He dashed
through the temple without giving any of it occupants a second glance, wanting
to get to his mate without any interruptions.
Yusuke was
perched on the edge of the bed, Kurama was kneeling
on the floor in front of him with her face buried in his lap, she had one arm
wrapped around his waist and the other tucked close to the young demon’s leg so
that she could clutch the fabric of his pants in a death grip. Kuwabara was also
in the room; he was on the floor with Kurama and was
currently massaging the vixen’s aching back.
Hiei entered the room quietly, his eyes quickly
scanned over the two males before settling on Kurama. Although both boys gave Hiei
tired smiles, he didn’t notice his full attention was focused on the vixen who
had yet to note his presence. With slow,
silent steps Hiei made his way to the small group,
when he got to his mate’s side she started trembling, her claws dug deeper into
Yusuke’s leg.
Worried, Hiei knelt down beside her.
Pushing the damp silky hair away from Kurama’s
face, he could see her eyes were tightly closed. He laid a small hand on the vixen’s flushed
cheek to fully gain her attention. Kurama gazed at him with tired eyes that were slightly
clouded with pain then gave him a small smile.
“It hurts,”
she moaned breathlessly.
“I’m sure
it does,” Hiei couldn’t think of any other reply and was sure that one didn’t
go over very well. He moved his hand
from Kurama’s cheek so he could place them on her
shoulders to coax her to move a bit to lean her weight on him; she complied and
pressed her face into the crook of his shoulder. The small demon pressed a soft
kiss his mate’s damp temple then placed a hand on her swollen abdomen. It was
hard to the touch; Hiei could only imagine the amount
of pain she was in.
“Where do
we stand?” Hiei
asked, craning his neck around to look at Yusuke while at the same time he
started rubbing Kurama’s shoulders soothingly.
“Everything
was going slower than a snail until a few hours ago, then WHAMO! She dilates four more centimeters, the
contractions start coming quicker and got a lot stronger, too.”
Having read
one of Kurama’s pregnancy books from cover to cover, Hiei knew that meant that the first kit would arrive within
the next few hours. He nodded and
continued his questioning.
“Snails
pace,” The small demon repeated.
“Exactly how long have you been she been in labor?”
“My water
broke at four o’clock yesterday
morning.” Now that the contraction had
dissipated for the moment, Kurama was able speak
normally.
“I guess I
had better be grateful that you waited almost a full day before sending that
damn bird. Although, if you waited nine
days already, why not just let me have that one last day of rest?”
“It’s not
like I have much choice in the matter, love.”
Kurama sighed, sounding a bit exasperated.
“I wasn’t
speaking to you.” Hiei
confessed, rubbing gentle circles over Kurama’s tummy.
“You’re damn lucky that goatling was around, no one else would have had the gall to
waken me.”
“You didn’t
hurt Shura, did you?”
Kurama asked, lifting her head off of Hiei’s shoulder.
“As much as
I wanted to, No I didn’t.”
“Where is
he then?”
“I haven’t
the slightest.”
“He’s about
to be a brother and you didn’t bring him with you?!?”
“Calm
yourself, Kurama.”
Hiei soothed, giving his mate’s silky ear a
gentle tug. “Of course I brought him; I
just haven’t seen him since we arrived.”
“Oh,”
“He’s probably
a bit nervous,” Yusuke interjected.
“About you being in labor and all.
Me and Kuwabara will find him for you.” The pair made it to the door just as it was
opened from the opposite side.
“Shura-chan!” Kurama called straightening her back and opened her arms to
the young goat. “I thought that stupid
Bionic Bitch convinced Hiei to leave you behind.”
“Che, Mukuro doesn’t have that
sort of control over me.” Hiei snorted. “Even if she didn’t want him to come with me,
she knows it’s not her decision to make. Mukuro recognizes
that Shura is yours. What exactly were you
doing?” He asked the goat, who couldn’t
answer for he was currently being squeezed to death.
“He was
grilling the doctor.” Narumi-sensei replied for the now blue tinted goatling.
“I only
asked him five questions,” Shura defended once that he was able to breathe. “I was worried.” He confessed.
“You don’t
have to worry any longer, sweetling.” Kurama kissed the
scar covering her adopted son’s forehead.
“You and Hiei are here with me now and that’s
all that matters.”
Smiling at
each other, the three men eased their way out of the room, leaving Shura and Hiei to fend off Kurama’s sudden cuddling attack. Now that Hiei had
arrived and he was no longer needed, Yusuke flopped himself on the couch for
some much needed sleep. Kuwabara, Narumi and basically the whole rest of the gang
weren’t as lucky. Although they didn’t
sleep much during the night either, all of them were too excitedly nervous to
sleep. Once again they tried to pass the
time by playing cards, watching TV or holding a conversation; in the end
everyone, excluding Yusuke who was still snoring softly on the couch, found
themselves sitting at the dinner table staring at one another.
Kurama wasn’t so lucky.
Time no longer held meaning, the contractions that held Kurama’s abdomen in their vice like grip became the only
way she could tell that time was actually passing. Unlike before, the
contractions were so incredibly intense that Kurama
could no longer walk them off. Up until
now she was content to stay kneeling on the floor with her torso resting on the
mattress of her bed so that her swollen stomach hung below her and her aching spine
was kept straight. Hiei
was finally able to convince his mate to lie down on the bed when he felt the
contractions started getting too close for comfort. After he and Shura
helped the vixen up onto her bed, the Jaganshi
rearranged himself so that he was sitting sideways on the bed, his legs crossed
with a pillow placed onto it so that Kurama could
once again lay her head down in his lap.
Hiei thought that she would lay with her back
facing him but was mildly surprised when Kurama
curled up facing him with one arm wrapped around his slender hips, the other
resting on her contracting abdomen, and her face pressed into his stomach.
The
contractions were getting closer together now, barely giving Kurama any time to catch her breath. She found a bit of relief when Hiei pressed a cool cloth to her forehead, which in turn
got his shirt rather damp. Hiei didn’t seem to mind, in fact, Kurama
figured that half the time in between contractions her mate would doze. Usually when Hiei
awoke from his dragon induced hibernation he would still be exhausted and
drained of all his energy, but he would at least be able to stay awake. Which made Kurama
wonder what lengths Shura, and whoever might have
been helping him, had to take to wake up her mate. She so decided to ask after the latest
contraction dissipated.
“How were
they able to wake you up?”
Hiei lifted his head from the pillow he had pressed against
the wall and gave Shura a tired glare making the
young goat shift and fidget nervously.
“Why don’t
you ask your son?”
Kurama blinked up at her mate; that was the first time he
acknowledged Shura as her son. Awkwardly she turned to face the young goat,
her eyes full of questions. Shura, still fidgeting, smiled sheepishly.
“I jumped
on him” He muttered to his toes, not wanting to meet his new mother’s
gaze. Kurama
started laughing.
“That isn’t
all,” Hiei snarled, his head retuning to its pillow.
Kurama removed her arm from around Hiei’s
waist to hold her stomach with both hand as she got the mental picture of a
lifetime when Shura further explained how he woke up
the hibernating Jaganshi to his toes. The laughter
died suddenly as another contraction griped the vixen’s stomach like a vice.
“What in
the hell was that about?” Through the
silence a slightly amused voice could be heard muted slightly by the door.
Remembering
one of the articles he had read in the pregnancy book, Yusuke’s face fell. He covered his ears tightly and practically
jumped off the couch he was laying on to run from the room saying over and
over, “I don’t wanna know. I don’t wanna
know.”
Narumi
chuckled at the young demon’s antics as he made his way back to the vixen’s
room to check her progress. He knocked
gently on the door before poking his head in.
“Mind if I
take a quick peek?” He asked.
Kurama
nodded and adjusting her position for her doctor. Both Hiei and Shura watched curiously as Narumi opened the lower half of Kurama’s robe to examine her. Their eyes were instantly drawn to a slender
plant that had warped itself around the vixen’s thigh.
“What the
hell is that for?” Hiei
asked.
“This
ingenious little plant,” Narumi explained not even raising his eyes Kurama’s lower regions, “is Kurama’s
doing. That little sucker is absorbing
all of the amniotic fluid so that it won’t stain the sheets. I wish I would have found out about those
sooner, they are extremely convenient. I
am also looking forward to inspecting those leafy diapers Kurama
has described to me. If they work as
good as this one I might just have to convince our friend to go into business
with me.”
“We would certainly
make millions.” Kurama
agreed with a smile. “That plant is
actually the same that makes the diapers.
This one is only a seedling, when it matures it will have leaves shaped
like a dinosaur’s footprint; if well fed it will make flourish and produce
dozens of ‘diaper-leaves’ everyday.”
“How far
apart are the contractions?” Narumi
asked.
“One minute
apart.” Shura
answered.
“Your
cervix is almost fully dilated.” The
doctor informed. “Which means we should have the first kit born within the next
hour.” Narumi smiled.
“Really?” Kurama asked her
breath hitching as another contraction gripped his stomach, turning it into a
rock.
“Yes
Ma’am.” Narumi stayed in the room for a
moment longer, his calm eyes studying Kurama
intently. “I’ll be right outside incase
you need me.”
Kurama nodded, her tired eyes closing once again.
Narumi shut
the door softly; he had a concerned frown on his face as he made his way back
to the kitchen. Genkai
noted his worried expressions the moment he entered the room.
“What’s
wrong, Sensei?” She asked.
“I’m a bit
concerned that after being in labor for nearly two full days, Kurama might not have enough strength left to deliver her
kits. If she were only having one, it
wouldn’t be such a problem.”
“Is there
anything we can do to help her?” Yusuke
asked.
“Actually,
yes, there is something you and Kazuma could do, if you’re
willing.”
“Name
it.”
“If Kurama consents to it, I would like to have both of you to
help her stay in a position that will make delivery easier.”
“You mean
that we get to be in the room when the babies are being born?” Yusuke asked, his eyes lighting up with glee.
“The final
decision is up to Kurama. Truthfully I’d breathe much easier if you
were there to assist.”
“Just tell
us what we have to do.”
Just as
Narumi started describing what he wanted the boys to do, he was interrupted by
the sound of rushing footsteps moving down the hall. Shura appeared in
the doorway; his eyes wide and nervous.
“They’ve
stopped.” He blurted out.
“So
soon?” Narumi looked at his watch. “I guess the kits are fed up with waiting as
much as their mother is.”
“Is that
bad?” Yukina
asked wringing her tiny hands nervously.
“No, no of
course not.” He smiled reassuringly at
both Yukina and Shura. “Its just a tad bit sooner then expected.”
Shura lead the doctor back to the bedroom, though the young
goat stopped outside of the door. Kurama was still curled around her mate who had started
running her fingers through her damp hair.
One silver ear twitched in their direction when the door clicked shut.
“Decided to
quicken the pace then, did we?”
“I’m not
sure wither I should be happy that this is almost done with or annoyed that
theses kits won’t make up their minds.”
“The first
kit is now entering the birth canal.”
Narumi informed her. “You now
have fifteen minutes or to rest. I would
like to ask if you would mind a little bit of help delivering your kits.”
“How
so?” The vixen asked confused; her ears
drooping to either side of her skull as she panted and tried to regain some
energy.
“We could
have Yusuke and Kuwabara here to help hold you legs
in a better position in place of stirrups and one of them behind you so that
you can brace your back against him.
Also I would like to have Master Genkai close
at hand just incase.”
Kurama nodded weakly and closed her eyes. The door clicked announcing Narumi’s
departure. A moment later a cool cloth
was placed on her forehead. Kurama cracked opened an eye and gave a tired smile to her
mate.
“I’m
nervous.” She whispered softly, twisting
her neck to look Hiei in the eye.
“Don’t be.” Hiei assured her,
his voice a soft comforting murmur.
“You’ll be fine and so will your kits.
They carry strong blood within their tiny bodies.”
He leaned
forward to place a soft, chaste kiss on the vixen’s lips then shifted so that Kurama could once again rest her head in his lap. They stayed quiet as Kurama
finally caught her breath. Every so
often there would be a single strong contraction before another long
pause. Kurama
groaned though the latest contraction. Hiei did the best he could to give some comfort, dabbing
and wiping her forehead and even wetting down her silver bangs.
A gentle
knock sounded out through the silent room alerting them that Narumi was once
again coming in. He gave Hiei a smile, placing a tender hand on Kurama’s
shoulder to get her attention. Kurama opened her eyes a mere slit to let her doctor know
he had her attention.
“Your going
to make me move aren’t you?” She asked.
“I wish I
would let you rest longer but, I must make sure your body is prepared to
push.” Kurama
nodded, with no little help from her doctor and her mate Kurama
awkwardly rolled onto her back. Once in
the proper position Kurama let her eyes fall close
again. “You see if you start pushing and
your cervix isn’t completely dilated it will swell and make deliver much more
difficult.”
“How will I
know when it’s time to push?” Kurama asked.
“The urge
to push will be quite intense. Your body
will instruct your actions, I am merely here to catch. Any moment now the first babe will move down
into the birth canal; then you will feel pressure in your pelvis, soon after
the contractions will start back up. By
then the boys will be helping you stay in a better position.”
“When will
you be bringing them in?” Hiei asked.
“As soon as
the contractions return. That way there
is less of a chance of Kurama feeling crowded.”
“Cause we
don’t want any thorns in our asses.”
Yusuke whispered to Kuwabara and Shura, all of whom were out in the hallway waiting
patiently to be summoned into Kurama’s room.
“I heard
that,” Kurama muttered giving the slightly ajar door a glare. “If all you’re doing is sitting outside my
door, make yourself useful.”
“Would you
like some water, sweetness?” Yusuke
asked Kurama could imagine the cocky grin he was most
likely wearing.
“Shura, darling,” She called sweetly. “Would you do the honors?”
WHAP
“Thank you,
sweetheart.” Kurama’s
breath hitched as another contraction gripped her. Kurama moaned as
the pain reached its peak. “Could I have
some ice?” She asked once the pain subsided. Instantly the sound of Shura’s
rushing footsteps could be heard.
Seconds later they were heard practically running back. At the door the young goat made an abrupt
stop. Turning her head, Kurama smiled at the hesitating child and motioned with her
free arm for him to come closer. Shura did so and stopped just short of the bed. Accepting the cup from Shura’s
outstretched arm Kurama tipped it up pouring some of
the ice chips into her mouth.
“Thank you,
darling.” Kurama
wrapped her arm around the goatchild’s waist to pull
him down next to her on the bed. “Don’t
be so shy. You’ve been with me for hours
what makes you think I wouldn’t want you here now? You’re going to be a big brother soon.”
Not sure of
how to reply to that Shura nodded.
“Are you
excited?”
“Of
course.” Shura
gave Kurama a small smile and turned his eyes to her
abdomen. “I can’t wait to see them.”
“Will you
stay then?”
Shura’s eyes darted back to Kurama’s
face, studying her for a long moment before nodding. The vixen smiled, hugging her adopted son
tighter she let her eyes close again.
The
atmosphere in the room was anything but what Shura
had expected. Truthfully, being in Kurama and Hiei’s room while his
new mother was in labor was something Shura had never
expected. At least he figured there
would se some tension considering Hiei, almost as
constantly as his mistress, made it known that he doubted the goatling’s loyalties.
Shura shot a glance in Hiei’s
directions and was surprised to see that his head was resting against the
headboard of the bed; his eyes closed trying, like his laboring mate, to get
some last minute rest. His hands were
linked with Kurama’s, his thumb rubbing over the top
of her hand and knuckles soothingly. Shura wished that this small moment would last forever
instead of until the first kit was properly positioned.
Kurama, on the other hand, was more than ready to get this
over with. She shifted and gasped at the
feeling of the kit shift and press down toward her crotch. Once the movement stilled again the
contractions swung back with full force.
Kurama groan again signaling to her doctor that the birth
was close. He motioned for Yusuke and Kuwabara to be ready then made his way into the room. Shura looked
petrified as he held the vixen’s hand in a death grip that matched the one she
had on his.
One part of
Kurama’s brain clicked off as the urge to push got
overwhelming. She barely realized that Shura and Hiei were supporting
her shoulders neither did she realize that Yusuke had slid in behind her until
her back was pressed against his muscular chest.
“Take a
deep breath and when the next contraction comes I want you to push against the
pain.” Narumi instructed.
Taking
their cue from the doctor, Kuwabara and Hiei held the vixen’s leg by cupping the back of her knee
and the ball of her foot.
The next
contraction hit, Kurama pushed while Narumi counted
to ten slowly. Once he hit ten he
praised the vixen’s efforts and started to count when the contraction
returned. Kurama
felt the child inside her move toward her neither regions, every inch of her
body from her distended abdomen to her quivering thighs felt as if they were on
fire.
“Baby’s
crowning!” Narumi announced.
“Crowning?” Shura asked.
“The top of
the baby’s head can be seen.” The doctor
explained. Shura
looked down and sure enough the ring of Kurama’s
vaginal opening was stretched wide over the top of a round skull.
“It went
back in?!?” Shura
observed, his voice revealing that he was clearly confused and close to panicking. “Why did it go back in?”
“It doesn’t
have enough force to come all the way out yet.”
Narumi explained calmly. “One
more push should be enough to get the head out.”
Kurama bore down against the pressure between her legs and
groaned deeply. As Narumi predicted the
babe’s head was successfully delivered.
“This is
it!” the doctor announced. “One last big
push, Kurama and you can hold your first baby!”
Kurama pushed against the pressure and screamed; the pain
became unbearable as she fought to deliver the largest part of the kit, its
shoulders. Once the shoulders were out
the rest of the body slid out easily. Kurama slumped back against Yusuke as relief flooded every
pore of her body, her eyes transfixed on the tiny, squirming baby in doctor’s
arms.
“It’s a
girl!”
“A girl,”
Kurama repeated breathlessly.
A mewl
sounded from the tiny kit, her face scrunching up in distress as Narumi’s
gentle hands tied off her umbilical cord.
Kurama answered her daughter’s mewl with a
soft churr.
The kit froze before she mewled again wanting her mother’s comforting
touch instead of the unfamiliar hands that were holding her now.
“There is a
custom in this world,” Narumi looked up at Hiei, who
had been silently staring awestruck at the tiny being. “The father is offered to cut the umbilical
cord. Would you do the honors?”
Hiei’s eyes widened even more, darting from the babe’s
stomach to the scissors in the doctor’s hand then back again. Hesitantly he reached out and took the
scissors; his small hand trembled slightly as he quickly snipped the cord where
Narumi previously tired it off. Once his
task was complete Hiei snatched his had away and
dropped the scissors onto the bed beside him.
It took a
few seconds for Narumi to wrap the babe in a blanket. Once she was safely tucked in the warm
blanket the doctor held her out to her mother.
“Ten perfect fingers, ten perfect
toes and one hell of a cute tail.”
Kurama reached out
to accept her daughter into her arms and cradled her tenderly against her
bosom. A pair of bluish gray eyes
blinked groggily into Kurama’s tear filled gaze. The vixen churred
softly to her baby and pressed kisses to the top of her tiny head.
“Hello,
little one.” Kurama
cooed smiling down at her daughter.
Hiei stretched out a hesitant hand to touch one of the tiny
flopped ears that rested on top of a thatch of silky raven black hair. The tips of his fingers caressed the damp,
velvety fur for a brief moment before he pulled it back; honestly expecting his
mate to snarl at him for daring to touch the tiny creature. he was surprised when Kurama
caught his wrist before it was out of her reach, guided it back to the kit then
placed his fingertips back on the kit’s head and covered his hand with her
palm; telling him without words that his actions were welcomed.
“Lookit dat face!” Yusuke cooed softly in Kurama’s
ear with a huge grin, his voice adopting the tones that drove Hiei nuts. “And all dat hair!”
“It all
happened so fast.” Kuwabara
marveled, sporting his own wide, goofy looking grin. “After two days of slow progress; is that
normal?”
“Every
birth is different,” Narumi explained.
“Some mothers dilate fully then have to wait hours for the baby to move
to the birth canal, and then other babies drop instantly before the cervix had
time to dilate at all. Every birth is
its own, not one can be called normal, only wonderful.”
“It’s quite
an experience.” Kurama
agreed, still hand in hand with Hiei, both of whom
had been ignoring everyone around them as they studied the tiny baby. Hiei had never been
close to a baby his whole life much less seeing one actually being born, so
this first tiny kit fascinated him. Shura was in much of the same boat as the fire demon,
although he had seen babies before and even had gotten a chance to hold one
once nothing compared to actually seeing the birth of his new little sister.
“Would you
like to see if she’ll nurse?” Narumi
suggested once the first placenta was successfully delivered and disposed of.
“So
soon?” Kurama
asked lifting her eyes from her kit’s sleepy gaze.
“Of
course,” Narumi nodded. “It helps calm
the baby down from the traumatic birth, helps stimulate the uterus to start
contracting back to its normal size, also, and most importantly, it starts
building a bond between mother and baby and builds the mothers confidence.”
Kurama nodded. With
Narumi’s assistance the vixen opened her robe.
As instructed by her doctor she stroked her baby’s round, chubby cheeks,
smiling as her daughter turned her head toward the touch of her mother’s
fingers opening her tiny, rosebud mouth searching instinctively for the
nipple. With a bit more assistance from
Narumi, Kurama guided the baby’s head toward her
breast. Instantly her small mouth
latched on to Kurama’s nipple and suckled greedily.
Kurama’s smile deepened as she tenderly caressed her baby’s
velvety ears. She ran her fingers down
to the babe’s bare shoulder then up the arm resting on against her breast then
up the arm, upon reaching the tiny fisted hand Kurama
rubbed a finger over her daughter’s knuckles.
The small fingers opened and grabbed onto her mother’s finger holding
tightly, her grayish blue eyes falling closed.
Just as the
kit’s suckling slowed almost to a complete stop Kurama
felt the next kit drop into its birthing position. Even though she had been anticipating the
action, the feeling still made the vixen gasp.
As gently as she could Kurama disengaged her
daughter’s lips from her breast. The
baby scrunched up her face with an annoyed whine.
“Shura-darling,” Kurama turned to her adopted son. “Will you take your sister out to Koenma and Genkai for me?” The vixen watched as emotions flew over her
son’s face. He looked surprised and soon
after scared. “Have you ever held a baby
before?”
“Once,”
Shura squeaked, his voice failing him for a moment. “But, I never, I um-”
“You’re
going to become an expert by the end of the night.” Kurama promised not
giving Shura any room to argue. The young goat nodded and stood himself at
the edge of his mother’s bed. Kurama placed the kit in Shura’s
arms, adjusting them as she saw fit.
Although the contractions and the urge to push had started up again in
full force,t the vixen was having a hard time letting
her daughter leave the room. Shura looked down at his sister feeling honored that Kurama would allow him to be the first person, after their
mother, to hold the precious baby. He
looked up at Kurama with a dazzling smile.
“Walk as
slow as you see fit,” Kurama told him before wincing in pain. “Although you’d damn well better get back
here in time to see the next one. I
don’t want you to miss it.”
Shura nodded and left the room carefully and tad bit
slowly, alternating from looking where he was going and smiling down at his
tiny sister. Kurama
watching his every move until the door closed behind him.
“Are you
ready for round two?” Narumi asked, as Hiei and Kuwabara lifted Kurama’s legs back into the proper position. Kurama nodded.
“Good, you know the drill. I want
you to push against the next contraction.”
Kurama pushed again, feeling familiar pressure building
between her legs. The pain was just as
intense as the first time. With every
contraction Kurama felt the baby move with agonizing
slowness, as the vixen pushed she also more exhausted. Narumi noted how tired his patient had become
also how much she seemed to strain while pushing.
“Do you
want to take a quick rest?” Naurmi suggested. Kurama nodded panting a bit too harshly to speak. By this time Shura
had returned to the room, now at his mother’s side holding her hand tightly. Kurama slumped back
against Yusuke’s chest her eyes closed tightly.
She rested through the next two contractions, finding out that no matter
how tired she was the contractions hurt much worse when she wasn’t distracting
herself by concentrating on pushing.
Rousing
herself so that she could get on with delivering her next baby Kurama braced herself for the next wave of pain, letting
out a slight whimper when it came. Her
abdomen tightened, Kurama bore down against the pain
screaming behind clenched teeth. Hiei became slightly worried when he heard the soft whimper
leave his mate’s throat. He reached up
to disengage Kurama’s hand from Yusuke’s then brought
it down so that he could cup the back of the vixen’s knee leaving Kurama’s hand open for his own. Kurama gave her
mate a small smile and clutched at his small hand, her eyes closing tightly.
“Almost
there, I can just now see the head.” Knowing that his patient was beyond
exhausted, he tried to encourage Kurama all he could
by praising her every effort and being extremely vocal about what progress he
could see. Soon the baby was crowing and
close to being delivered. “On more big
push and we’ll have a head.” Once again
Narumi was proven correct when the head was safely delivered.
Hiei stared down at the odd looking head trying to figure
out why its neck was swollen and blue.
He suddenly realized that it was the kit’s umbilical cord when the
doctor quickly produced two clamps, applied them to the cord careful not to
catch the babe then cut in-between them with the same pair of scissors Hiei had used to cut the first kit’s cord. Kurama chose that
moment to reopen her eyes. Seeing the
scissors in her doctor’s hand she panicked.
“What’s
wrong?” She panted.
“The cord
was around baby’s neck. But, its skin color shows no trace of blue or purple
tones.” Narumi did his best to sooth Kurama worries.
“Give me one last big push. Don’t
hold anything back, scream if you have to; anything it takes, this baby’s ready
to be born.”
Kurama took a breath and pushed with all her might, her
head fell forward , chin to chest, her body becoming curling into a C as she
strained to bring her next baby into he world.
Pressure and pain peaked ripping a deep guttural groan from deep in Kurama’s throat. The
groan ended in a scream as the baby’s shoulders and body finally left the
vixen’s trembling body. The relief that
flooded Kurama’s every pour was short lived as Kurama wouldn’t let herself to relax; she churred, calling to her newest child. Out of seemingly nowhere Narumi produced
suction device, sticking it down the baby’s throat then into its nostrils
trying to get any fluid that hadn’t been expelled normally during its birth due
to the umbilical cord wrapping around the neck. Everyone in the room expelled a
huge sigh of relief when a loud wail exploded from baby’s throat.
“You have
another daughter with a wonderful set of strong lungs.” Narumi told Kurama
overtop of the loud cries giving the panting tired vixen a reassuring smile.
Kurama’s arms felt empty and ached horribly to hold her
newest daughter whose angry cries pulled at the vixen’s heart. She waited anxiously through that short time
her doctor took to re-cut the umbilical, this time closer to the baby’s
stomach. Just as Narumi had finished
wrapping her baby in a soft blanket Kurama felt
pressure in her abdomen, signaling that the next kit was getting ready to move
into the birth canal. Realizing that she
wouldn’t have much of a chance to get acquainted with her new daughter, Kurama prepared herself for the next set of contractions
that would bring her third and final child into the world. What she felt was nothing like the steady
vice grip she had previously felt on her abdomen; it was a white hot flash of
searing pain as if someone was stabbing her lower body with millions of
daggers. Kurama’s
muscles bunched and tensed; if Yusuke’s strong arms hadn’t still been wrapped
around her the vixen would have curled herself up into a tight ball. All the blood drained from the vixen’s face,
leaving her deathly pale.
“Kura-chan?” Yusuke
called softly, brushing her silvery bangs out of her eye. Everyone who had been previously looking
curiously at the newest baby turned back to its mother.
“S-something’s
wrong!” Kurama
gasped. The pain returned with such a
force that it caused the vixen to cry out in agony.
“What is
it?” Hiei
asked turning from Kurama to the doctor then back to
his mate again. “What’s the matter with
her?”
Narumi
handed the still wailing baby off to Shura, who
reluctantly let go of his mother’s hand to accept his sister into his
arms. The tiny baby quieted a bit once
she was in Shura’s arms her large grayish blue eyes
staring up at her aniki as he held her close to his
chest seeming to know that she was safe and secure. Shura, however,
wasn’t paying much attention to the baby yawning in his arms. He was watching Narumi as he placed his large
hands over Kurama’s now somewhat deflated abdomen and
pressed in various places and asking questions about the pain the vixen was
feeling, although really couldn’t answer them fully as the pain was constant
and so intense that it stole her breath away.
“I was
afraid of this.” Narumi sighed. “Your last kit wasn’t able to position itself
properly to descend to the birth canal.
Instead of lying straight up and down as it should, this one is turned
sideways.”
“Can you
fix it?” Yusuke, as usual quite eloquent
with words, asked.
“There are
two ways we can go about fixing this.
Option one, a cesarean section.
Although I am most reluctant to operate here I will if I must. Option
two, the most reliable person with the smallest hands will have to turn it.”
“How?” Yusuke asked his chocolate eyes bulging out
of his head.
“Reaching
in to turn it manually.”
“What?!?”
“I’ll
explain later.” Narumi replied to the
young demon’s hysterics all of his years of experience kicking him into the
proper mode. “Shura-kun,
I need you to take your sister out to Koenma-sama and
bring Master Genkai back with you. Also, tell Yukina-chan
ready incase her healing expertise is needed.”
Shura nodded and left the room as quickly as he dared. Not
wanting to upset the baby who was finally calm and yawing deeply against his
chest. What time he lost in getting the
baby to the living room he made up by rushing through the explanation and
running back with Genkai at his heels. Yukina followed, stopping just outside of the bedroom door
wringing her hands nervously.
Shura, suddenly very unsure of himself, stopped just inside
of the doorway to watch nervously. There
seemed to be a lot of people surrounding his adoptive mother’s bed and he
didn’t want to get in the way. He
watched from a distance as Narumi explained the process to everyone in the
room, even though it didn’t seem that Kurama was able
to pay that much attention as she was fighting to stay conscious.
“So what
are you waiting for?” Hiei asked his patience lost. “Get on with it; Kurama
can’t take much more of this.”
“I
can’t.” Narumi held up his hands. “My hands are too big. I was hoping Genkai
would be able to.”
Assuming as
much Genkai instantly nodded and jumped into
action. She rolled up her sleeve and
reached for the alcohol sanitizing solution.
“NO!”
Startled by
the outburst, all eyes turned to Hiei.
“I’ll do
it.” He said in quieter tones. “Kurama will feel
less inclined to kill me. My hands are
small enough, aren’t they?” The Jaganshi held out his hands for the doctor’s
inspections.
“They’ll do
just fine.” Narumi assured him, Genkai took over his spot handing over the sanitizer.
“Remember,
the head is on the left side. Cup the
babe’s head at the base of the neck,”
“I can’t.” Narumi sent Hiei a
confused look having momentarily forgotten about the demon’s Jagan eye. “Its neck
is kinked at an odd angle.” Hiei reviled in a hushed voice not wanting to upset his
mate any more than she already was. “I
can’t get to its head.”
“In that
case it’ll have to come breech. Grasp
the babe by its hips to guide it out.”
Hiei nodded, his eyes darting to KUrama’s
face for a moment. His mate was panting
harshly, her entire body trembled continuously.
Another contraction hit, Kurama’s head fell
back against Yusuke’s shoulder with a deep groan her hands clutching at
Yusuke’s, digging her claws into the young demon’s flesh. Yusuke cooed softly to his friend bringing up
his free hand to gently smooth some stray bangs off of Kurama’s
sweat dampened forehead.
Narumi,
feeling that Hiei’s arm was clean enough to proceed,
moved up to kneel next to his patient.
“Dearest,”
He took hold of Kurama’s hand. “This is it, the last one. All you have to do is sit tight and hold as
still as you can. Don’t push, I know
your going to want to but it won’t help.
Understand?” Kurama
nodded weakly. “Good, now take a deep,
deep breath.”
Kruama was vaguely aware that Narumi was rearranging her
arms so that they crossed her bosom then crossed Yusuke’s strong arms over top
of them. Yusuke instantly grasped the
vixen’s hands and held tight. Kuwabara and Genkai noted his
actions, they took it was a cue to pick up Kurama’s
legs, cupping the ball of her foot and back of her knee then holding tightly to
make sure that even if she did start struggling, the vixen couldn’t hurt
herself.
“Exhale.”
Narumi instructed. As Kurama did as told the doctor motioned for Hiei to insert his hand.
The Jaganshi tired to do his task as quickly
and as smoothly as possible, not wanting to cause his mate any unnecessary
pain. The moment Hiei
guided his hand into Kurama she groaned through clenched
teeth, her muscles strung wire tight.
Sounds suddenly seemed to come from far away as Hiei
focused all of his attention on the distressed kit. Now up to his elbow, his fingers brushed
against the child. Knowing that the head
was to his left, Hiei moved his hand to the right in
search of its rear. Finally Hiei found the tail; he cupped the babe’s bottom in his
hand wrapping his fingers around the hips.
“I’m going
to turn it now.” Hiei
informed, his eyes flicking up towards for a moment to see if Kurama had heard him.
Barely aware and trembling horribly Kurama
nodded, feeling the people around her take a tighter hold grip on her
body.
Hiei pulled gently on the hips in his hand. Kurama cried out as
her stomach rippled and lurched up.
Yusuke tightened his arms around her and continued to coo softly telling
her ‘everything’s going to be alright,’ ‘Think of the baby you’ll be holding
soon,”. Genkai was silent, her eyes locked on where Hiei was connected with Kurama. Kuwabara’s voice
could be heard whispering a prayer.
While Narumi watched Kurama’s every movement
incase the strain proved to be too much for the vixen’s body. Hiei guided the kit down until Kurama’s
muscles contracted sharply. Knowing
there was nothing else he could do; Hiei removed his
arm from within his mate. Quickly he
rubbed his arm dry with one of the extra towels. The towel dropped to his lap when he saw the
feet peeking out.
“Push!” He instructed firmly. Kurama, still
panting harshly, struggled to do as she was told. “Come on, Kurama.” Hiei
encouraged. “One big push and it’ll all
be over.”
Kurama took a deep breath and bore down. Just as Hiei
promised that was all the tiny kit needed to be born. The tiny form slid out of its mother straight
into Hiei’s waiting hands. Instantly, the Jaganshi
flipped it onto its stomach, laying it down the length of his arm while
supporting its neck in his palm. Narumi
handed him the suction device so Hiei could clear out
the kit’s nose and mouth. By this time, Kurama had roused herself from where she collapsed against
Yusuke. Her ears pressed forward
searching for the sounds of cried, whines or breathing.
“Hiei?” She looked up
expectantly her voice harsh and pleading.
When no answer was given she turned her eyes to the kit in her mate’s
arm. Her heart dropped at the site of
her little runt. Its skin was a sickly
gray which made the silver thatch of hair seem all the brighter. It had two folded ears at the top of its head
that had black tips and a tiny silver tail.
With its
airways clear, Hiei started rubbing and gently
patting the kit’s back. Minutes passed
as Hiei worked over the tiny body but to no
avail. Every so often Kurama would call to it as she did to its sisters, a gentle
churr that soon turned pleading. All eyes were on the tiny body, which
included Shura’s and Yukina’s,
both of whom had inched closer and closer into the room. The ice maiden stopped with her head poked
through the doorway while Shura made his way slowly
to the bed.
“We’ve done
all we could.” Narumi said softly
checking his watch.
“Oh please
no.” Kurama
pleaded gripping the doctor’s hand tightly, tears starting to slide down her
flushed cheeks. “Please, isn’t there
anything we can do?”
“I wish
there was, Dearest.”
“No,”
Kurama sobbed weakly. “Please no.”
Not quite
ready to give up yet, Hiei placed his palm flat on
the baby’s back and gave it a jolt of his ki. The tiny body convulsed. Hiei watched
intently, starting to gently rub the kit this time a bit slower and soothingly.
Kurama churred again, hoping and praying. This time a weak mewl
answered her. Carefully Hiei draped the last small
blanker over the kit’s back and turned it over so Kurama
could see the slanted blue-gray eyes blinking up at the Jaganshi. Apparently the kit did like what it saw, for
it squeezed its eyes shut, its skin which was slowly changing from the grayish
color to pink quickly turned red as it voiced its complaint with another thin
mewl.
Finished wrapping the babe in its
warm blanket Hiei looked up at Kurama
“You have a son.”
Kurama
held out her arms to accept her son. A churr sounding out through her now happy sobs as she cradled
her son to her bosom.
The kit
quieted instantly, his eyes opening again this time he must have liked what he
saw for he contently stared up at his mother and even gave her a tiny churr when she started pressing kissed over his face and
head.
“There are
times I love being proved wrong.” Narumi whispered.
“Do you
think he’ll be okay?” Kurama asked softly, her eyes never leaving the kit cradled
in her arms.
“If we can
get him to nurse he has as good a chance as any.”
“What do
you mean by ‘if we can get him to nurse’?”
Hiei asked as he finished cleaning off his arm
then swapped places with the doctor so he could check Kurama
for any compilations due to Hiei’s actions.
“Right now
he may be too weak to nurse. But, I
foresaw this kit being weak and thus was prepared to assist him with out the
need of a feeding tube, which is what a hospital would be using in a case such
as this. I always use feeding tubs as a
last resort.”
“What do we
have to do?” Kurama
asked still staring at the kit in her arms and smiling softly when he yawned
hugely, his tiny rosebud mouth opening impossibly wide.
“Your job,
my dear, is to cuddle your son. Keep him
warm, start bonding and see if you can keep him awake.”
How so I do
that?” Kurama
asked. It looked to her that the kit was
already fast asleep.
“Rub his
cheeks and ears, talk to him or sing a bit.”
“Why can’t
he sleep?” Shura
asked timidly, startling Kurama who hadn’t noticed
that he was come up beside the bed. The young goat had inched his way closer
until he stood craning his neck to get a better view of his new brother.
“If he
stays awake there is less of a chance he will get fussy when we try to feed
him. It’s easier to work with a baby who
is already awake and calm then one who is woken up and decides to fuss.”
“How will
you feed him if he’s too weak to nurse?”
“He can
probably swallow.” Narumi
explained. “I just have to whip up a
batch of my grandmother’s famous ‘baby energy booster’. If he swallows that he should have a big
enough sugar rush to nurse within two days.”
“I don’t
understand,” Shura
inched even closer. “If he doesn’t have
enough energy to nurse today how can he have it two days form now?”
“The
mixture, which is cream, sugar and sherry, will be given in place of Kurama’s milk so that as he gains strength while sleeping,
as all babies do, his stomach will be kept full and he’ll b be given an extra
boost of energy, a sugar rush if you will, until he can nurse.”
“You’re
going to give my child Sherry?” Kurama asked totally shocked.
“Sounds
strange doesn’t it?” Narumi smiled. “But my grandmother swears it works every
time, she was a midwife, you see.”
“Have YOU
ever done this before?” Hiei asked.
“Me? No, but I used to go with my grandmother when
she was called to deliver a baby and witnessed the mixture working. As much as I would lover to keep talking,
there is a lot of work to be done. I’m
stealing everyone but your back rest, if that’s alright.”
Kurama was too wrapped up in her son to answer with
anything other then a nod. Everyone
except Shura and Yusuke left quietly. Before leaving, Hiei
pressed a tender kiss to the vixen’s forehead and promised to return shortly.
“Where are
the other two?” Kurama
asked anxious to see her daughters and also be properly introduced to her
second daughter.”
“They’re
asleep on the recliner.” Shura climbed onto the bed, holding out a small hand to
gently stroke the kit’s wrists and hand.
He smiled delightedly when the tiny fingers closed around his own.
“We have to
pick a strong name out for him.” Kurama murmured softly wrapping an arm around Shura.
“Right
now?” The young demon asked returning
the hug his mother was giving him.
“No, I can’t
think straight right now.”
“That says
a lot coming from you.” Yusuke whispered
reaching out his own hand to touch one of the kit’s velvety soft ears.
“Incase you
haven’t noticed, I did just give birth to THREE babies, Yusuke.”
“Oh I
noticed.” Yusuke chuckled.
Annoyed by the
soft voices are him while he was trying to sleep the tiny kit scrunched his
face up and whined weakly. His mother
chuckled softly removing her arm from around Shura to
stroke her son’s cheeks softly.
“You’re
going to have to stay awake, kitling.” Kurama told him,
giving him a kiss on the forehead before continuing. “Because I’m not going to let you leave me.”
Loved it?? Hated it??
thought it was too graphic or perhaps too long or just sucked in general oh please let me know I hate to sound needy but
I was so worried about how it turned out (considering that all my betas skipped
out on me)
you wouldn’t believe
me if I told you this but I swear its true. I started this chapter mere minutes
after posting my last one. I knew
exactly how I wanted it to go because I have been planning it since day one,
however, I hit a hard patch where I was yelling ‘this is trash’ and deleting
the whole mess. I rewrote this chapter
three times before I was happy with it.
also I had three beta readers set up but, sadly all of them skipped out
on me. I have reread this multiple times
but I am sure that there are still mistakes.
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