Little Miracle | By : Cheysulinight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4218 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Little Miracle
Author: Cheysuli
Rated: R
Pairing: Yami/Bakura; Yugi/Ryou
Warnings: Mpreg; OOC
Chapter Title: The First Trimester
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Bakura's baby.
Summary: Pregnancy, especially for teenagers, is never easy.
A/N: This fic will have three chapters, one for each trimester. Please note that I have never been pregnant and all info here was taken from various websites (mostly pregnancy . org [remove spaces]; that’s an amazing site. With pictures).
A/N2: There's one quote from Family Guy included in this chapter.
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"Good morning! How are you this fine day? Good, I hope. Did you sleep well last night?"
Yami's overly cheerful and rather loud voice woke Bakura from his restless sleep and he rolled onto his back, glaring tiredly at his lover. Yami didn't notice.
"I got you a few things at the store yesterday; I would have told you then but you were asleep when I got home."
Bakura glared harder and sat up a bit. "Love, why are you talking to my stomach?" he asked in faint annoyance as he watched Yami stare lovingly at his belly.
Yami smiled dreamily and he reached out to gently rub Bakura's skin. "I was just telling our son about the toys I got him yesterday," he answered in excitement. "I got him some teddy bears, and a stuffed cow, and look!" he continued, reaching over the side of the bed and grabbing a shopping bag, quickly pulling out a large stuffed animal. "It's Tigger! And if you push this button on the back, it has a heartbeat!"
Bakura smiled in amusement as he listened to Tigger's 'heartbeat.' "Yami, it's sweet that you bought all this but we won't need it for months yet! And there's really no point in talking to the baby yet. I'm only six weeks along and our daughter," he said, glaring slightly at his lover, "doesn't even have ears yet. She can't hear you."
Yami smiled. "Well, I can still talk to him if I want," he said, still holding Tigger in one arm as he stroked Bakura's belly. "So, since you're awake now, do you need anything? I can make breakfast; Yugi taught me how."
Bakura paled and shook his head. "Yami, I was sick all night. Food is the last thing I want," he groaned as he settled back against his pillow. "Besides, all I want right now is sleep."
Yami frowned at his pregnant lover. "Bakura, you have to have breakfast. You're eating for two now." He placed Tigger next to Bakura and stood from the bed. "I'll get you something and you will eat it," he said before turning and leaving the room.
Bakura glared after him before turning on his side and getting in a comfortable position. He glanced at Tigger, whose 'heart' was still beating. It really was a soothing sound. So peaceful and comforting...
Bakura smiled, reaching out to pull Tigger closer, before closing his eyes and returning to sleep.
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Exactly fifteen minutes later, Yami returned to the room carrying a heavily laden tray. “I didn’t know what you were in the mood for so I made you a few things,” he said as he set the tray down on the nightstand. “There’s soup and eggs and some toast... I was going to make you pancakes but we’re out of milk. Oh, and some...” he trailed off as he turned and saw a sleeping Bakura.
Yami smiled at the scene; Bakura was sound asleep, cuddling Tigger close as the soothing sound of the toy’s heartbeat filled the room. Yami sat carefully on the bed, unwilling to wake his lover even though he knew Bakura needed to eat.
“Beautiful...” he whispered as he leaned over Bakura and kissed his cheek. He let his hand rest on Bakura’s still flat belly, imagining he could already feel a slight swell were their unborn child rested.
He watched his lover a moment longer before glancing at the tray of food, debating whether or not he should wake Bakura after all. Remembering how restless Bakura had been the night before and how miserable he had felt, he decided that at the moment Bakura needed sleep more than food; Yami slowly stood from the bed and carefully collected the tray, glancing briefly at the still sleeping Bakura before turning and leaving the room.
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“Well hello, sleepy head,” Yami laughed as Bakura stumbled down the stairs four hours later. “We’d thought you’d never get up.”
Bakura glared tiredly at Yami before settling next to him on the couch. He stared blankly at the television that was playing some documentary and proceeded to ignore everyone in the room, which besides Yami and himself, included their hikaris.
The others watched him in amusement before turning back to the television.
“The mare struggles to deliver her foal. It is a hard birth, the mare still recovering from the injuries she sustained when a pack of coyotes attacked her herd, and it is unknown whether she or the foal will survive through the night...”
Yami turned to ask Bakura if he needed anything, as he still hadn’t eaten, but paused when he saw Bakura’s expression. Bakura was staring at the television in horror, shaking and struggling to hold back tears. He was whimpering quietly and whispering something over and over under his breath.
Yami, concerned, wrapped an arm around him. “Bakura? What’s wrong?” he asked, worried that he was feeling sick again. “Do you feel all right?”
Bakura flinched and turned to Yami, wrapping his arms tightly around his lover and buried his face in the pharaoh‘s hair. “I don’t want to die!” he cried, his voice breaking as he starting sobbing.
Ryou and Yugi, who had watched all this in silence, were quick to understand the problem and changed the channel to Cartoon Network before glancing at the couple on the couch. “Come on, Yugi,” Ryou whispered. “Let’s give them a moment.”
Yugi nodded and quietly followed Ryou to the kitchen.
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“It’s a good thing he didn’t come down in time to see the coyote attack,” Ryou said as he searched the cupboards for something to eat. “I don’t think he could’ve handled that.”
Yugi nodded from his place by the fridge. “Yeah, that was pretty gross. But I really wish he hadn’t come down until after the foal was born," he said as he rummaged through the fridge. "Hey, we're out of milk."
"I'll go to the store later; I need to get some things for Bakura anyways."
Yugi nodded and closed the fridge. "Food cravings?" he asked as he moved to stand next to Ryou, who was now looking through the pantry.
Ryou shook his head. "No; I'm going to try to find him something for his morning sickness," he said as he finally found what he had been looking for - a pack of crackers - and, grabbing it, closed the pantry door. "Lately, everything makes him nauseas."
"Yeah, I know; we can't even eat in front of him," Yugi said as he glanced towards the kitchen door. "I think he's losing weight."
"He was underweight to begin with, he can't afford to lose anymore," the white haired hikari said worriedly as he followed Yugi's gaze. "And it doesn't help that Yami keeps trying to feed him things his stomach can't handle."
Yugi laughed. "I know! Did you see that breakfast he made for him? Runny eggs and blackened toast!"
Ryou nodded as he ripped open the box of crackers. "Hey, at least the soup looked edible. But then he only had to microwave it. Kind of hard to mess that up."
Yugi nodded as he watched him arrange a handful of crackers on a plate he had grabbed while going through the cupboards. "Is that for Bakura?"
Ryou nodded as he closed the box. "Yeah; father said that while mom was pregnant with me, she kept crackers stored around the house for when she felt sick. He said it helped a little."
Yugi blinked. "You told your father about this?" he asked as he stared at Ryou in shock.
Ryou laughed. "I haven't told him about Bakura, let alone Bakura's pregnancy. He'd think I'd gone insane."
Yugi just shook his head and followed Ryou back into the living room.
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"Feeling better?" Yami asked as Bakura finally stopped crying; he still refused to let go but at least he wasn't crying. Yami hated it when Bakura cried. It was just so out of character and Yami never knew quite how to handle it.
He usually let Ryou handle a crying Bakura. That boy was an expert at calming him down. But Ryou had abandoned him to go to the kitchen with Yugi. Yami sighed. It really didn't matter; Bakura had calmed down pretty quick this time. But he still wasn't letting go.
And, Yami realized, he wasn't answering either. "Bakura?"
Bakura snuggled closer to him and sighed. "You hate me, don't you?"
Yami blinked. Where had that come from? "No! No, of course, I don't hate you! Whatever gave you that idea?"
Bakura finally let go of him and moved away slightly, staring once again at the television. And once again ignoring him.
Yami sighed, realizing that today was going to be one of Bakura's more... emotional days. He really hated mood swings. 'At least he won't have them for the entire pregnancy,' he thought in relief, remembering what Jou had told him about pregnant women. Jou had a little sister, he saw his mother when she was pregnant; so he should know.
Too bad that Yami forgot Jou was three when his mother was pregnant with Shizuka and his memory may not be all that clear.
"We met on the Internet. He lured me into the car with promises of candy and funny stories."
Yami blinked and hurriedly turned off the TV before Bakura started crying again.
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Later that afternoon, while the hikaris were out shopping and Bakura was munching on some of the crackers Ryou had given him, Yami was looking through one of the parenting books he had gotten at the store yesterday.
It was very interesting; it had a list of things the baby would need: cribs, cradles, car seats - they probably wouldn't need one of those considering none of them knew how to drive, toys, games, clothes, strollers... The list went on and on and Yami was beginning to wish he and Yugi had kept the money they had won in various tournaments instead of giving it away to those that needed it. Because now they needed it.
Who knew that babies were so expensive in this day and age? Back in Egypt, as far as Yami knew, babies only needed three things: A mother, a blanket, and food. Everything else was an unnecessary luxury.
Yami sighed, half wishing that he and Bakura had had a baby back in Egypt, where everything was so much simpler and a pregnant male wasn’t such an odd sight to see. Not too common, but still not all that strange. Back in Egypt, he would have been able to have a healer monitor the pregnancy; he would have been able to hire a midwife; and he would have been able to announce to the world that he had sired an heir.
Instead, Bakura was without a doctor, was without a midwife, and his pregnancy had to be kept secret from all but their closest friends. Modern life sucked.
And it was damned expensive. Yami had spent most of his and Yugi’s money yesterday at the toy store, Ryou was spending his on groceries at this very moment, and Bakura... well, Bakura hadn’t had any money since Yami had made him stop stealing. So he was no help.
Yami groaned and put the book down, weighing his options. Yugi had said that he should get a job, that way he wouldn’t be reliant on the small allowance Grandpa gave him. But there really wasn’t much he was qualified to do in this modern world.
He briefly considered asking Kaiba for a loan. Kaiba and Bakura were friends so there was a possibility - a rather small possibility but a possibility nonetheless - that he would agree. But Yami hated Kaiba and, as far he knew, the feeling was mutual. So he couldn’t ask him for help.
Yami sighed and glanced over to where Bakura was lounging on the couch. The white haired boy had managed to finish his crackers - and keep them down - and was now reading a magazine Yugi had left on the coffee table. Yami watched him, watched how he laughed quietly at whatever had caught his interest, watched how one hand kept moving to his belly as if to reassure himself that all was still well... and Yami came to a decision.
They needed money. And with Ryou and Yugi in school and Bakura in his current condition, Yami was the only one capable of getting it. And he would get it.
Now he just had to tell Bakura.
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“You’re what!”
Yami winced and backed away from his angry lover. “I’m getting a job, Bakura,” he said, mentally berating himself for not waiting until Ryou had gotten home. Or at least waiting until Bakura wasn’t so emotional. “You know, so we can buy things for the baby.”
Bakura shook his head and collapsed, carefully so he didn’t hurt the baby, back on the couch he had spent most of the day on. “You’re... abandoning me?” he cried, staring tearfully up at his lover.
Yami was quick to reassure him. “No! No, Bakura! I’ll never abandon you!” he said, kneeling at Bakura’s feet and taking his hand. “But babies are expensive...”
Bakura sniffed. “But Ryou’s father-”
“Would definitely notice baby supplies on his credit card bills,” Yami interrupted. “And that could cause Ryou some problems.”
Bakura nodded reluctantly, seeing Yami’s point. “I guess... you’re right,” he whispered, laying his free hand on his belly. “But... with Ryou and Yugi at school and... you at work, I’ll be all alone during the day. What if something happens and... no ones here?”
Yami frowned; he hadn’t thought of that. He really should have thought of that. “Well... Marik doesn’t go to school... I guess I could ask him to stay with you.” Yami may not have been all that fond of Marik, but he was Bakura’s friend and he had calmed down a lot since his return from the Shadow Realm. Yami felt he could be trusted to keep Bakura company during the day. And, since Otogi would kill him otherwise, he could be trusted to keep his hands to himself as well.
Too bad Bakura didn’t see it that way.
“You’d let that psycho come near our baby?!”
Yes, he really should have waited until Ryou got home.
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“You don’t think before you speak, do you?”
Yugi and Ryou had arrived home just in time to catch the end of the argument and while Ryou spoke with Bakura upstairs, Yugi was lecturing Yami. Yami hated being lectured; he was Pharaoh for Ra’s sake! But, he had to admit, he did deserve it this time.
“Are you listening to me?! Yami!” Yugi yelled, reaching out to shake the daydreaming Pharaoh.
Yami shook his head and stepped away from his angry hikari. “Sorry, Yugi. What were you saying?”
Yugi sighed in annoyance and crossed his arms. “You can’t go upsetting Bakura like that! It’s bad for the baby!” he growled, glaring at Yami. “You could have at least explained the problem before you made him think he was being abandoned!”
Yami winced and stared guiltily at the floor as he remembered the argument. Bakura refused to believe he wasn’t being abandoned, refused to believe that Yami wasn’t foisting him off on Marik. By the time the hikaris had gotten home, Bakura had been accusing him of everything from abandonment to infidelity. Apparently, mentioning that Marik had a boyfriend somehow convinced Bakura that Yami had a crush on Otogi and that Yami was trying to get Bakura and Marik out of the way.
Yami had then, while pretending that he was not cowering in the corner, decided that Bakura was no longer allowed to watch soap operas while pregnant. No matter how much he loved Passions.
And Yugi was shaking him again so he decided to think later and listen now because an angry hikari was something he was just afraid to deal with.
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The next few days were rather tense, Bakura refusing to let Yami out of his sight and sometimes - depending on his mood - even latching onto his arm and refusing to let go. Bakura was, obviously, still afraid of abandonment (which was completely understandable considering his life in Egypt) and half expected Yami to disappear before his very eyes. And this time Ryou was little help, too concerned over the fact he was failing one of his classes to pay Bakura any attention.
Which left Yugi as the only one able to help. And he had proved himself surprisingly skilled at distracting Bakura and allowing Yami to look through the help wanted ads in peace. Although, Yugi had to admit, he couldn’t take all of the credit. Grandpa had played a big part as well in figuring out how to keep Bakura happy.
They had found food he could eat.
Yugi smiled as he watched Bakura finish the last of the stewed tomatoes Grandpa had brought over the day before. Tomatoes, it seemed, were Bakura’s new favorite food - even though he had hated them before he had gotten pregnant. Which made a small amount of sense considering that Bakura could no longer stomach food he used to love. Like pizza. They couldn’t even keep frozen pizza in the house without Bakura complaining about the greasy smell.
Though how frozen food could smell like anything other than ice was beyond them.
Yugi shook his head in amusement as Bakura made an almost silent sound of disappointment when he realized there were no more tomatoes. “Still hungry?”
Bakura blinked, having forgotten Yugi was still in the room, and shook his head. “Not really,” he whispered in mild embarrassment. He didn’t like being watched, especially while eating. And especially when he didn’t even realize he was being watched.
Yugi frowned when he noticed Bakura was getting upset for some reason and stood from his chair, walking around the table and giving Bakura a hug. “You feeling ok? You don’t feel sick, do you?”
Bakura shook his head, leaning against Yugi. He cocked his head in mild confusion and sniffed the air. “Hey, you smell nice,” he said, turning to face the hikari and smelling his hair.
Yugi blushed and stared at him in confusion. “Uh... thanks... I think.”
Bakura just smiled in contentment.
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“What about Burger Queen?”
“No.”
“Dairy King?”
“No.”
“...Pizza Box?”
“Yami, for the last time, no!” Ryou screamed as he glared across the room at Yami. “Do you really think Bakura will appreciate you smelling like greasy food all the time? Choose something that’s not a restaurant!”
Yami flinched. In hindsight, he really shouldn’t have asked Ryou for help in choosing a job. Especially since the hikari was stressed out over school. Yami really wished hindsight came first.
Or maybe he needed to call Isis before he made anymore decisions. He needed to call her anyways since she was both Egyptian and a woman and would know more about pregnancy than any male in the house. Except Bakura. But Bakura was learning as he went so he really didn’t know much.
Yami had once made the mistake of telling Bakura that since he had been born with the ability to have children, his parents should have taught him all he needed to know. And Bakura told him exactly why they hadn’t.
Bakura had then locked himself in their room, crying, and it had taken the combined efforts of Ryou, Yami, Yugi, and Grandpa to get him to come out.
Yami had gotten in a huge amount of trouble for that.
And he must have been drifting again because Ryou was glaring at him. And if looks could kill... “Uh... I think I can handle it from here,” he said hesitantly, half afraid Ryou would attack him. “Why don’t you go study?”
Ryou growled at him before turning and stalking from the room.
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“I found it!” Yami yelled excitedly as he raced down the stairs. “I found the perfect- uh... what are you doing?” he asked, as he came to a stop and stared at the scene before him.
Yugi was laying on the couch, staring up at Yami in amusement. But that wasn’t what had surprised the Pharaoh so much. No, what surprised him was the fact that Bakura was laying on top of Yugi. If Bakura hadn’t looked half asleep, and so content he was almost purring, Yami would have thought they’d been doing... things. But he knew they would never... Yugi had Ryou and Bakura had him. He knew they were both completely trustworthy. When it came to relationships.
Yami couldn’t help feeling a bit jealous though.
Yugi smirked at Yami’s confusion and obvious jealousy. “I smell nice!” he said, as if that alone explained everything. And to him and Bakura, it did. “You were saying something about a perfect...”
Yami blinked then remembered the reason he had come downstairs in the first place. “Oh, they need Game Instructors down at KaibaLand,” he answered, still staring at the pair on the couch. “And I thought that since, well... I am the Game King and all...”
Yugi nodded, earning him a faint groan of protest from Bakura who didn’t appreciate the movement as it woke him from his half-doze. He stared tiredly up at Yami, having just realized he was there before turning and burying his face in Yugi’s hair. “Stinky...”
Yugi laughed at Yami’s shocked expression. “You can borrow my body wash if you’d like, Yami.”
Yami just blinked at him.
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“You sure you have everything?”
“Yes, Bakura.”
“You have your lunch?”
“Yes, Bakura.”
“Your house key?”
“Yes, Bakura.”
“Your-”
“Bakura!” Yami interrupted, turning abruptly to face his worried lover. “I haven’t forgotten anything,” he continued gently as he wrapped Bakura in a hug.
Bakura sniffed, leaning heavily against him and lifting a hand to comb through Yami’s hair. He paused, laying his hand against his lover’s forehead. “Yami, you have a fever! You can’t...”
Yami sighed and carefully removed Bakura’s hand from his face. “Bakura, I don’t have a fever; I just got out of the shower.”
Bakura stared at him, nervously playing with the buttons on Yami’s shirt. “But...”
“I’ll be fine,” Yami reassured, stroking Bakura’s cheek. “You’ll be fine. Marik will be here in twenty minutes. And,” he continued, interrupting Bakura’s protest. “If you need anything before he gets here, Grandpa’s number is by the phone. He can be here in ten.”
Bakura nodded reluctantly and finally released Yami, watching as he collected his things, kissed him goodbye, and left. Bakura stared at the closed door for a few minutes before glancing around the suddenly cold house. Ryou and Yugi had left for school half an hour earlier and now that Yami was gone...
Bakura lowered himself to the floor and, wrapping his arms tightly around himself, started to cry, realizing that for the first time since he had told Yami he was pregnant, he was completely and utterly alone.
TBC...
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