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Another month passed, and one night, Nowaki came home to the sight of his lover laying on the floor, passed out with a book in his hand over his chest. His shirt was half-way unbuttoned, with his bulging stomach showing.

"Hiro-san." Nowaki said, kneeling down to his pregnant lover. "You're going to catch a cold like like that." He gently carressed Hiroki's cheek with the back of his hand. "You mustn't get sick when you're pregnant."

Hiroki slowly opened his eyes, seeing the younger lover smiling at him. He sat up instantly when he noticed his stomach was showing. "Nowaki," he said. "I'm twenty-nine, I think I can handle staying healthy..."

Nowaki chuckled, and hugged Hiroki from behind. "You really are so cute when you're --"

"I'm not cute!" Hiroki interrupted, blushing from Nowaki's choice of words.

Nowaki put a hand to Hiroki's showing stomach. "You're pregnant, Hiro-san." He said, smiling. "You'll have to get used to people thinking you're cute, especially me." He kissed Hiroki's cheek.

Hiroki relaxed himself, letting himself fall into Nowaki's embrace. He let out a small gasp when he felt their child move. "I just hope it doesn't take after me.." he said, looking down at his stomach.

"Why?" Nowaki said, gently carressing Hiroki's stomach. "What's wrong with our child taking after you?"

"For one thing," Hiroki said, turning his head to look at Nowaki. "I'd much rather it take after you. You're so easily liked by everyone, which is completely the opposite of me.."

Nowaki just smiled at his lover. "I love you the way you are." he said. "I wouldn't change anything about you." He kissed Hiroki on the lips, holding him closer. "And I'm sure our baby will love you, too."

Hiroki put his hands on Nowaki's. "I'm not too sure about that.." he said. "But as long as I've got you, I won't worry about our kid."

"I'll make sure you won't have to worry." Nowaki said, nuzzling his cheek against Hiroki's. "I promise."

---

"Just don't go into labor on the job." Professor Miyagi joked when Hiroki told him about his condition.

"Professor, please don't joke around about this." Hiroki said, glaring at his co-worker.

"When are you gonna stop furrowing your eyebrows?" Miyagi said, poking between Hiroki's brows. "If you're gonna have a kid, you gotta learn to be more bright-eyed."

"You're still going on about that?" Hiroki asked, annoyed.

Miyagi shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just saying..."

Hiroki let out a sigh. "I know." he said, looking at his friend. "I'm gonna have to learn to be more patient, and less ... terrifying..." He crossed his arms, looking at the ground.

"There's a reason your students refer to you as 'Kamijou the Devil', you know." Miyagi said, then patted Hiroki on the shoulder. "But that all can change if you learn to be more patient, and not throw things at your students."

Hiroki looked at Miyagi, managing to crack a little half-smile. "I'll try."

"There ya go!" Miyagi said in his cheery tone. "You're already smiling." He hugged Hiroki, making his half-smile disappear. "Just keep it up, and you'll be able to handle your kid no problem!"

"No offence, Professor, but.." Hiroki said, breaking free of the rather tight hug. "You don't have any kids. How would you know?"

Miyagi stared blankly at Hiroki, not knowing how to answer that. "That is..." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean..." A sweatdrop formed on his head. "Nevermind..."

---

Later that day, when Hiroki came home from work, he found a small stack of magazines with a note on the top one. "Hiroki," he read the note out loud. "I picked up a few pregnancy magazines for you. I thought it would help." His eyes widened when he saw the name at the end. "Casie?" A sudden chill shivered down his back, surprised that his lover's friend dropped this off. "How did she..?" he started to ask himself, then read the rest of the note. "In case you're wondering, Nowaki let me in before he went to work. So no, he didn't give me a key.." He let out a sigh, and picked up the first magazine from the stack.

Hiroki sat down on the couch, opening the magazine. 'I guess I shouldn't be too surprised.' He thought as he read the section about nine-month development. 'She not only is a friend of Nowaki that he met at the park, but she knows all about pregnancy and male pregnancy...' He rubbed at his stomach, smiling a bit, when he felt his child move. 'Not like I have a choice, anyway. At the time, I'm kind of doing this more for Nowaki than I am for me...'

He put down the magazine, wrapping his arms around his stomach. "Bearing his child is the most important thing I can do right now..." he said outloud, smiling a bit more sweetly at his stomach.

"Hiro-san," Nowaki called, opeing the door to the house. "I arranged for an ultrasound." He smiled when he noticed the position of Hiroki's arms. "I'm sure you're just as excited as I am about it, then."

Hiroki just blushed, no longer smiling. "I'll admit it.." he said. "I'm kind of starting to... enjoy this.." His cheeks turned a brighter red.

Nowaki sat down next to him, putting a hand on Hiroki's bulging stomach. "You really do look sweet like that." he said, smiling at him.

Hiroki just looked at Nowaki blankly, then looked down at where his hand was. He closed his eyes, chuckling, when he felt their child kick where Nowaki's hand was. This made Nowaki rub a little bit where he felt the movement.

"You'll be a good father, I'm sure.." Hiroki said, looking at Nowaki.

"I'm sure you will, too, Hiro-san." Nowaki said, putting an arm around his lover.

"Only if I learn to be less hostile..." Hiroki said, hugging himself a bit more tightly around the stomach.

Nowaki chuckled at this. "You can do this." he assured. "You'll do great."

Hiroki leaned himself against his lover, still holding himself around the stomach. "Only if I have you..." he said.

"You will." Nowaki said, reaching for his pocket. "Also there's something I want to do before we have the baby." He stood up off the couch, and smiled at Hiroki.

"What is it?" Hiroki asked, as Nowaki took his hand.

"Hiro-san," Nowaki said, bending down on one knee. "I love you so much." He took out the box he had in his pocket, and opened it, showing the golden band inside. "Will you marry me?"

Hiroki's eyes were wide at this point. He could feel his heart racing, and his cheeks flushing. "Nowaki.." he managed to say. "I.. I don't know what to..."

"You don't have to give me an answer now." Nowaki said, giving Hiroki his assuring smile. "Just think about it."

Hiroki just nodded. "Okay.." he said, blushing as Nowaki slipped the ring onto his finger.

"I'll be waiting for your answer." Nowaki said, standing up, heading to the kitchen. "What would you like for dinner?"

"What do we have?" Hiroki asked, looking at the ring on his finger. 'I know he's serious.' he thought to himself. 'Nowaki isn't one to joke around about anything, especially something like this...'

"Hiro-san," Nowaki said, looking at Hiroki. "Were you listening?"

Hiroki just realized that he'd been thinking while Nowaki was telling him what they could eat for dinner. "Oh," he said. "I um..." He looked at Nowaki, then back at the ring. 'I love him.' he thought. 'I know I do. We've been together this long, so..' He got himself up off the couch, going to Nowaki, hugging him. "I will."

"Hm?" Nowaki said, smiling as he returned Hiroki's hug.

"Yes, I will marry you." Hiroki said, holding back tears of joy in his eyes.

Nowaki looked at Hiroki, smiling. "Thank you." he said, then kissed Hiroki on the lips.

Hiroki's tears finally fell as he and Nowaki kissed. 'What should I do..' he thought. 'I'm so happy...'

Nowaki noticed the tears in Hiroki's eyes when they let go of their kiss. "Hiro-san, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing.." Hiroki said, wiping his tears, sniffling. "I'm just so happy.." He managed to smile at Nowaki.

Nowaki kissed Hiroki on the forehead. "Let's go out for dinner," he said. "To celebrate our engagement."

Hiroki nodded. "Alright." he said, still smiling. "I'll get my coat."

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Another month passed, and one night, Nowaki came home to the sight of his lover laying on the floor, passed out with a book in his hand over his chest. His shirt was half-way unbuttoned, with his bulging stomach showing.

"Hiro-san." Nowaki said, kneeling down to his pregnant lover. "You're going to catch a cold like like that." He gently carressed Hiroki's cheek with the back of his hand. "You mustn't get sick when you're pregnant."

Hiroki slowly opened his eyes, seeing the younger lover smiling at him. He sat up instantly when he noticed his stomach was showing. "Nowaki," he said. "I'm twenty-nine, I think I can handle staying healthy..."

Nowaki chuckled, and hugged Hiroki from behind. "You really are so cute when you're --"

"I'm not cute!" Hiroki interrupted, blushing from Nowaki's choice of words.

Nowaki put a hand to Hiroki's showing stomach. "You're pregnant, Hiro-san." He said, smiling. "You'll have to get used to people thinking you're cute, especially me." He kissed Hiroki's cheek.

Hiroki relaxed himself, letting himself fall into Nowaki's embrace. He let out a small gasp when he felt their child move. "I just hope it doesn't take after me.." he said, looking down at his stomach.

"Why?" Nowaki said, gently carressing Hiroki's stomach. "What's wrong with our child taking after you?"

"For one thing," Hiroki said, turning his head to look at Nowaki. "I'd much rather it take after you. You're so easily liked by everyone, which is completely the opposite of me.."

Nowaki just smiled at his lover. "I love you the way you are." he said. "I wouldn't change anything about you." He kissed Hiroki on the lips, holding him closer. "And I'm sure our baby will love you, too."

Hiroki put his hands on Nowaki's. "I'm not too sure about that.." he said. "But as long as I've got you, I won't worry about our kid."

"I'll make sure you won't have to worry." Nowaki said, nuzzling his cheek against Hiroki's. "I promise."

---

"Just don't go into labor on the job." Professor Miyagi joked when Hiroki told him about his condition.

"Professor, please don't joke around about this." Hiroki said, glaring at his co-worker.

"When are you gonna stop furrowing your eyebrows?" Miyagi said, poking between Hiroki's brows. "If you're gonna have a kid, you gotta learn to be more bright-eyed."

"You're still going on about that?" Hiroki asked, annoyed.

Miyagi shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just saying..."

Hiroki let out a sigh. "I know." he said, looking at his friend. "I'm gonna have to learn to be more patient, and less ... terrifying..." He crossed his arms, looking at the ground.

"There's a reason your students refer to you as 'Kamijou the Devil', you know." Miyagi said, then patted Hiroki on the shoulder. "But that all can change if you learn to be more patient, and not throw things at your students."

Hiroki looked at Miyagi, managing to crack a little half-smile. "I'll try."

"There ya go!" Miyagi said in his cheery tone. "You're already smiling." He hugged Hiroki, making his half-smile disappear. "Just keep it up, and you'll be able to handle your kid no problem!"

"No offence, Professor, but.." Hiroki said, breaking free of the rather tight hug. "You don't have any kids. How would you know?"

Miyagi stared blankly at Hiroki, not knowing how to answer that. "That is..." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean..." A sweatdrop formed on his head. "Nevermind..."

---

Later that day, when Hiroki came home from work, he found a small stack of magazines with a note on the top one. "Hiroki," he read the note out loud. "I picked up a few pregnancy magazines for you. I thought it would help." His eyes widened when he saw the name at the end. "Casie?" A sudden chill shivered down his back, surprised that his lover's friend dropped this off. "How did she..?" he started to ask himself, then read the rest of the note. "In case you're wondering, Nowaki let me in before he went to work. So no, he didn't give me a key.." He let out a sigh, and picked up the first magazine from the stack.

Hiroki sat down on the couch, opening the magazine. 'I guess I shouldn't be too surprised.' He thought as he read the section about nine-month development. 'She not only is a friend of Nowaki that he met at the park, but she knows all about pregnancy and male pregnancy...' He rubbed at his stomach, smiling a bit, when he felt his child move. 'Not like I have a choice, anyway. At the time, I'm kind of doing this more for Nowaki than I am for me...'

He put down the magazine, wrapping his arms around his stomach. "Bearing his child is the most important thing I can do right now..." he said outloud, smiling a bit more sweetly at his stomach.

"Hiro-san," Nowaki called, opeing the door to the house. "I arranged for an ultrasound." He smiled when he noticed the position of Hiroki's arms. "I'm sure you're just as excited as I am about it, then."

Hiroki just blushed, no longer smiling. "I'll admit it.." he said. "I'm kind of starting to... enjoy this.." His cheeks turned a brighter red.

Nowaki sat down next to him, putting a hand on Hiroki's bulging stomach. "You really do look sweet like that." he said, smiling at him.

Hiroki just looked at Nowaki blankly, then looked down at where his hand was. He closed his eyes, chuckling, when he felt their child kick where Nowaki's hand was. This made Nowaki rub a little bit where he felt the movement.

"You'll be a good father, I'm sure.." Hiroki said, looking at Nowaki.

"I'm sure you will, too, Hiro-san." Nowaki said, putting an arm around his lover.

"Only if I learn to be less hostile..." Hiroki said, hugging himself a bit more tightly around the stomach.

Nowaki chuckled at this. "You can do this." he assured. "You'll do great."

Hiroki leaned himself against his lover, still holding himself around the stomach. "Only if I have you..." he said.

"You will." Nowaki said, reaching for his pocket. "Also there's something I want to do before we have the baby." He stood up off the couch, and smiled at Hiroki.

"What is it?" Hiroki asked, as Nowaki took his hand.

"Hiro-san," Nowaki said, bending down on one knee. "I love you so much." He took out the box he had in his pocket, and opened it, showing the golden band inside. "Will you marry me?"

Hiroki's eyes were wide at this point. He could feel his heart racing, and his cheeks flushing. "Nowaki.." he managed to say. "I.. I don't know what to..."

"You don't have to give me an answer now." Nowaki said, giving Hiroki his assuring smile. "Just think about it."

Hiroki just nodded. "Okay.." he said, blushing as Nowaki slipped the ring onto his finger.

"I'll be waiting for your answer." Nowaki said, standing up, heading to the kitchen. "What would you like for dinner?"

"What do we have?" Hiroki asked, looking at the ring on his finger. 'I know he's serious.' he thought to himself. 'Nowaki isn't one to joke around about anything, especially something like this...'

"Hiro-san," Nowaki said, looking at Hiroki. "Were you listening?"

Hiroki just realized that he'd been thinking while Nowaki was telling him what they could eat for dinner. "Oh," he said. "I um..." He looked at Nowaki, then back at the ring. 'I love him.' he thought. 'I know I do. We've been together this long, so..' He got himself up off the couch, going to Nowaki, hugging him. "I will."

"Hm?" Nowaki said, smiling as he returned Hiroki's hug.

"Yes, I will marry you." Hiroki said, holding back tears of joy in his eyes.

Nowaki looked at Hiroki, smiling. "Thank you." he said, then kissed Hiroki on the lips.

Hiroki's tears finally fell as he and Nowaki kissed. 'What should I do..' he thought. 'I'm so happy...'

Nowaki noticed the tears in Hiroki's eyes when they let go of their kiss. "Hiro-san, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing.." Hiroki said, wiping his tears, sniffling. "I'm just so happy.." He managed to smile at Nowaki.

Nowaki kissed Hiroki on the forehead. "Let's go out for dinner," he said. "To celebrate our engagement."

Hiroki nodded. "Alright." he said, still smiling. "I'll get my coat."