Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except for Aya.

NOTE: This story is the sequel to two of my other stories, Mouse Byte and Honeymoon Mouse. If you have no read either of those, it is highly suggested you do before reading this.

"Ow, ow ow!" I snapped, attempting to heave myself up off the bed. A second later, Kurama's arms wrapped worriedly around me, keeping me sitting on the bed.

"Are you okay?" He nuzzled my neck. I snorted.

"As okay as I can get with thirty extra pounds hanging on my stomach." I didn't mean to sound so bitter, but the hormones and the pain made me have a much shorter temper. Kurama didn't deserve to be yelled at but…Well, in my defense, he was the one who did this to me.

Kurama began to rub my back, concentrating on the spots he knew hurt the worst for me. Considering what physical pain I'd been through even since I had met Kurama - getting shot, stabbed, thrown about - this was nothing. But, since it was continuous aching, I was getting terribly annoyed.

"If I could take away your pain…" Kurama buried his face in my hair, breathing in the scent. I smiled, reaching my hand back to brush against his cheek.

"It'll be worth it. In two more months, we'll have a bouncing baby kit." I rubbed my hands over my insanely bloated belly. I couldn't wait for our little baby to be born.

"Well, I was personally hoping that he or she will look a bit more human than that…" Kurama chuckled, his warm breath still on my neck.

"Oh, come on. Wouldn't it be cute if it had furry little ears and a tail?" I giggled, trying to picture Yoko Kurama as a baby. He must've been so adorable!

"I would prefer to be able to send our kid to a human school, without people thinking she would belong better in a circus side show."

I sighed. Ah, Kurama, always the logical one. Of course.

"Well, maybe they'll inherit enough of my genes to be cute enough to charm the humans."

Kurama pulled me down to lie flat on the bed, climbing to where he was holding my arms down, predatorily gazing down at me. "Can't say I argue with the 'cute' part." He leaned down and bit my neck gently, no more than a nibble.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," I said, growling playfully.

"It doesn't hurt to try." He wrestled playfully with me for a few minutes, before I had to admit defeat. I didn't have enough stamina anymore to present even the tiniest challenge to Kurama. And, as he patted my cheek, chuckling, I knew he was enjoying it.

The front door downstairs banged open. "How's the resident hippo doing?" Yusuke yelled.

I growled, standing up (with some difficulty) and forming a small, weak ball of lightning in my hand. I waddled to the top of the stairs, where I could clearly see Yusuke. I chucked the ball at him, hitting him squarely in the head.

"Shut up, you jerk!" I snapped. Yusuke, his hair standing straight up, laughed.

"Still just as hormonal, I see." He said, with a smug smile. I held my hand up, more electricity already sparking in my open palm.

Kurama stepped up behind me, touching my shoulder lightly. He received a small shock of static electricity, but it wasn't enough to actually hurt him. I sighed, and dropped my hand.

Kurama helped me hobble down the stairs. No matter how many times I insisted that I could do these tasks myself, Kurama vowed just as firmly to help me through them. He took chivalry almost to a fault. I guess when he had promised to really take care of me when I was barefoot and pregnant, he wasn't joking.

Although I was happy to see Yusuke (and Kuwabara, as Yusuke had apparently dragged him along) I knew that for however long they stayed, I was going to somehow to get a torrent of fat jokes.

"So, I saw your missing person's report on the internet. You having any luck finding 'em?" Yusuke said, once he had settled himself down on our couch.

I was confused. "Finding who?"

"Your feet! I heard you haven't seen them for weeks!" Yusuke laughed at his own joke.

I tried my hardest to resist the urge to pummel him. Kuwabara smiled, ready with his own taunt. "Yeah! You know, Aya, you even make sumo wrestlers look anorexic! How do you even fit through the doors?"

"I'm just surprised you haven't broken your bed yet. If you rolled over on Kurama during the night, you'd suffocate him!"

"How did they find a floor material strong enough to support your weight?"

"I heard you got diagnosed with a flesh eating disorder, but you're so fat that the doctor gave you five years left to live!"

"ENOUGH!" I bellowed, standing up quicker than I believed possible. Kurama kept a hold of my wrist, a reminder that I shouldn't just kill the both of them and be done with it. Yusuke and Kuwabara both were bent over with hysterical laughter.

"If you don't be careful," Kurama warned, "you'll make her go into early labor."

I glared at my husband. "Not you too, Kurama!"

Kurama smiled apologetically. "Sorry, I couldn't help it. It's quite entertaining, actually…"

I sighed. This was going to be a long two months…

(*o*)( =^_^=)(*o*)

"Actually, we came here for a mission for Koenma." Yusuke said, once they had gotten tired of teasing me. "There's been some mysterious disappearances lately, and since all of the missing people have been those with spiritual awareness, Koenma suspects the disappearances are demon-related."

"Nice!" I said enthusiastically. "Things have been too quiet lately. I'm craving for a little action."

"Obviously, you got enough action, or else you wouldn't be in the condition you are right now," Yusuke retorted. I opened my mouth to reply, but…

"Normal pregnant women crave things like ice cream and pickles. Oh, you know what the most popular pregnancy craving is? For the woman's husband to be the one who's pregnant!" Kuwabara sniggered.

"You're not going," Kurama said softly. I sighed. I knew this was coming.

"I can take care of myself, Kurama…" I whispered. Even now, I knew I wasn't going to win this one.

"Undoubtedly. And you have several scars to prove that, too," Kurama replied sarcastically. "I haven't been that good at protecting you in the past, and I want to make sure you never get hurt again. The baby, as well."

I sighed, giving up. "Fine. I'll try and find out any information I can to help. Through the internet, which is about as non-dangerous as you can get."

Kurama smiled. "I don't know…Some of those computer viruses look pretty shifty…"

I seriously could not wait until I had the baby. Then, I could finally pulverize them all.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this. Please be civil in your reviewing.

In other news, yay for pregnant jokes!

Lark