Nowaki's P.O.V

"I'm pregnant." As Hiro-san finished his sentence, I looked at him and then looked at the stick he held in his slender fingers, showing the word, Pregnant, on it. "I-If you don't believe me, I took two more." He pulled out two more from his pocket and then showed me the results from them. All of them saying 'Pregnant' on them.

I wasted no time running up to Hiro-san, wrapped my arms around him, and began kissing him all over his beautiful face.

"Hiro-san! I love you! I love you! I love you so much!" I said over and over again. I had no control of the words I was saying as if my heart took full control of my brain, but I didn't care. He deserved to know how much he means to me.

"O-Oi, let me breathe at least!" He said as he pressed his hand across my cheek, stopping me from kissing him more. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. Hiro-san, we've been together for so many years...starting a family with you is a dream come true. Almost every night, I dreamt of us creating a life that's half of you and half of me." I stared at him straight into his eyes to show him that I was being sincere.

"There's never a time where you don't try to swoon me with your words, huh?" His face was all flushed while he averted his eyes to the side. I don't know if it was just me or not, but I could've sworn that there was a small smile curved onto the corners of his lips. "That's because I'm only letting my heart speak for me." I tightened my hold on him a bit and buried my face into the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent.

I felt like Hiro-san put me in a bit of a trance because I began to feel his arms snaking around me unexpectedly, causing me to jump a tiny bit. I let go of him for a moment, pick him up from underneath, and carry him to the bedroom. I take a seat with him sitting on my lap and wrapped my arms around him again. I had one arm around his waist and the other one stroking his hair all while gently rocking him.

We stayed like that for what felt like forever, not speaking a word to each other. However, that was okay with us. We've gotten to a point in our relationship where the silence between us said it all. I looked down and saw him staring at me with those eyes that reminded me of our first encounter, the moment I fell in love with him. Now, it feels like I fall more deeply in love with him every day.

Hiroki's P.O.V

There's something wrong with me. I've been with Nowaki for several years now and I have no control over my words or the things I feel within my heart. It's like I was cracked out of a shell that I didn't even know I had. Not that I would ever tell him this, but I would always dream of us having a family of our own, too. He has no idea how happy I was when he told me that now males can get pregnant.

"Hiro-san, I know that I've said it so many times, but I sincerely am so happy," He kisses me on the forehead, "Every time I go to work and get assigned to the children, I feel happy around them especially knowing that they trust me. There was never a moment where I didn't think of wanting a child. You and I raising a life that we created."

My eyes began swelling up with tears. I buried my face into his chest and clutched tightly onto his shirt.

"Hiro-san, are you okay? What's wrong?" Nowaki tilted my face up for me to look at him. You know what I said about not telling him how I dreamt of us having a family? Yeah, forget about it.

"Nowaki...You're not the only one..." I mumbled.

He had a confused expression plastered on his face. "Huh? What do you mean?" I gulped and stared deep into his cobalt blue eyes, not caring about my own glassy ones.

"I meant that you're not the only one who's had dreams of having a family. I've had them too." I felt my face get warmer as the words left my mouth.

Nowaki was frozen for a mere moment until his eyes twinkled as his smile grew wider. I suddenly felt myself being pushed down on the bed along with my shirt being pulled up a bit. I propped myself up a bit only to see Nowaki lightly brushing his lips against my abdomen. I brought my hand up to ruffle his hair. He wrapped his arms underneath me and then rested his head against my stomach. As if I wasn't emotional enough from the words he told me. He made me feel like I was the only precious thing in the world. I'm so happy beyond words.

Four Months Later...

I AM SO PISSED BEYOND WORDS! WE ARE OUT OF FUCKING WHIPPED CREAM! Oh. Never mind, I just found an extra can. Now, I can complete my breakfast: Katsudon with whipped cream and almonds as toppings. Nowaki tells me that it's "unappetizing", but that's only because he's never tried it before. Okay, fine, I'll admit that my cravings have gotten out of control, but it's not like I have a huge craving anything insane like paint or mattresses (Nowaki told me about a show he watched when he was in America called 'My Strange Addiction' that featured people consuming both of those things.)

I'm only four months into my pregnancy and it's been a hell of a rollercoaster. It started with the back pain and morning sickness and now it's constant cravings and mood swings. It's been somewhat tame, but not really at the same time. Further information has been found about male pregnancies and found that babies develop a bit faster. So as of now, I have a bit of a bump.

I haven't been too worried about work since the morning sickness was only for nine weeks, but other symptoms such as cramping, nausea, dizziness, etc... have been getting worse and it's really been affecting my presence at work. I may have to go maternity leave sooner than I expected. Also since the patient Nowaki had and I are so far the only males to that are pregnant and the only thing that researchers know is that babies develop faster, there is not an exact number of months it will take for a baby to finish. It could be in two months for all I know.

No one besides Nowaki and I know that I'm one of the two pregnant males here in Japan. I can't just go up to my boss and simply say that I'm pregnant and need to go on maternity leave. Well, actually I probably can do that, but what will my fellow coworkers like Miyagi think? Actually, scratch that. I don't think I'm too concerned about Miyagi thinking ill of me. After all, he's come onto me a few times (causing him to almost get his ass beat by Nowaki once) and that time I saw him with a boy. I'm surprised that I haven't lost respect for him after all of this, but it is what it is.

I have a few more hours until Nowaki gets home. Other than eating, the only thing I've been doing is reading Akihiko's latest book. Just because I got over my feelings for him, doesn't mean I can't support him. He is my childhood friend after all. Never in a million years, I would've thought that I would ever get over how I feel towards Akihiko. Well, life really is full of surprises. Speaking of surprise, it turns out that Akihiko is living with one of my students, Takahashi Misaki (Then found out he's related to Takahiro) and formed a bond with him. Akihiko is a very closed off person and very hard to handle (bless his editor's souls), so it came as quite a shock to me when I first heard of this. As long as he's happy, then that's all that matters.

Despite all the symptoms I'm feeling, I know that it will all be worth it in the end. Am I complaining a bit? Perhaps. Do I regret wanting to get pregnant in the first place? Absolutely not. If I wasn't serious about having a baby, I wouldn't have said that I wanted one.

I place my hands on my abdomen where the baby laid and draw small gentle circles around the bump with the tips of my fingers. Somehow, performing these actions makes feel relaxed. It's as if I'm attempting to soothe myself and the baby at the same time. All while doing this I wonder if the baby would look like me or Nowaki. If our child were to inherit any of our personalities, I hope they don't get my temper. That's right, I admit that I have a bit of a temper. If anything, I want them to be kind and gentle like my Nowaki. GAH! Since when did I get all mushy?! I swear that man is rubbing off on me.

Nowaki's P.O.V

I'm so glad that I was able to come home tonight. Don't get me wrong, I love helping people, but I want to mostly be there for my beloved Hiro-san. This urge has gotten stronger ever since he told me he was pregnant. He's so vulnerable with the mood swings and other symptoms.

During my breaks, I would look out a window and look at the park across the street from the hospital or kids that came with their parents to visit a loved one. It's stuff like this that makes my heart flutter with excitement and pure joy. I've been constantly thinking things like: 'Will the baby be a boy or girl? Who will they look like the most? Will they act more like me or Hiro-san?' Then again, these questions don't really matter because I know that I'm going to love them regardless.

I often find myself looking back at my time at the orphanage. I made the decision to get a job as soon as I graduated from middle school. I didn't really earn that much money, but I still donated it to the orphanage. I mean, how could I not do that? They raised me and gave me my name. As I look back on these memories, I realize that another thing I want to do is give my soon-to-be child something I didn't have: a real family. In the eyes of a society that's still stuck in the past, family is created by a man and woman with their kid. I disagree because I believe that families come in different either different or the same genders. Family is where you know you're safe, supported, and loved. I'm not going to let anyone tell me otherwise.

After some time, I finally arrive home. I walk in only to see Hiro-san asleep on the couch. I make my way towards the couch and kneel in front of him. I bring my fingers out to gently stroke his bangs and kiss his forehead. I stand up and then carry him to our bedroom. I set him down on his side as I crawl right next to him and rest my head against his abdomen where our baby was then wrapped my arms around his waist. I gave the bump a few tiny kisses and then looked up at my lover. I took a closer look at his face and he was actually smiling a bit. I wonder what my Hiro-san could be dreaming of.

As if he knew I was there, he placed his hands in my head as he was sleeping. I was not expecting this at all, but I sure am not complaining. I pressed my forehead on the bump and took in the warmth I was feeling. I feel my eyelids growing heavy from the amount of relaxation I was experiencing. I took one last look at Hiro-san and drifted onto to dreamland with a smile on my face.

Hello, my beautiful readers! It's been some time, hasn't it? I am aware that my absences from Wattpad/FanFiction have been too much, but if I didn't have writer's block and responsibilities such as school, I would be updating more often. I tried to get this chapter posted in time for Christmas, but as you can see that didn't happen. This chapter is a (late) Christmas gift from me to you guys. I just wanna thank everyone who has been reading and supporting this story as much as they could, you guys are awesome! I will do my best to update this story as much as I can. I have no intention of ever giving up on this story or abandoning it. Anyways, I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas and I also hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! -VinciblePine95