Could it be fate?

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Dannigurl: Sorry for the delay. I was kinda giving everyone a chance to see that the story has been updated but I’ve grown tired of waiting .^_^. Just to clear up some confusion about the story, yes it is Kurama who is pregnant. Sorry that it was unclear. I hope that you guys continue to review because I really appreciate it. This is my best story so far and I thank you for taking the time to read it. Oh yea sorry if Yusuke seemed a bit abrupt in his anguish but i guess he finally got it all outta him and hopefully he'll get something in him! LOL do you get it? In..him? Oh fine just go read the chapter! one more thing and then get to reading.....i don't proof read....hate it.......um sorry for the numerous spelling and other errors.

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Bun In The Oven
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You know the silence that follows shocking news? The kind where you can hear a pin drop, every breath taken and the whisper of fur grazing the floor as rats run unseen? Okay hopefully not the last one but you get the point. That was the kind of silence that was present in the room at that moment. Hearing that you are going to be a father is always a momentarily shocking moment but it went to mind numbing proportions when *you* were the one that was pregnant.

The very awkward and stunned silence was shattered by a muted thud as Yusuke dropped to the floor, clutching his sides, tears streaming down his face, howling in hysterical laughter. He just kept laughing at some unknown joke….that he was the only one that knew about it. Kurama nor Koenma were laughing because they couldn’t see anything humorous about the present situation. But then again this is Yusuke…

Yusuke finally stopped laughing long enough to wipe the tears from his face and also to take a much needed breath. He picked him self up off the floor and regarded the somber expressions of the other men but refused to acknowledge them.

“Koenma since when did you get a sense of humor? That was fucking hilarious!” he said with a small chuckle.

“I wish I was kidding Yusuke but I’m afraid I’m not. Kurama is pregnant. A few months pregnant.” Koenma said, his face showing no sign of humor.

“Ha ha.” Yusuke said in a bland tone. “You expect me to believe that Kurama is pregnant? I know that I’m not the most intelligent person in the world, hell in this room even, but I sure as hell know that a *man* which Kurama is, I know this for a fact, cannot get pregnant. It’s fucking impossible. That fucking shrimp Hiei put you up to this didn’t he?”
“Yes, you’re right. A man cannot become pregnant if he’s *human*. Kurama’s not fully human. His Youko side still lives within him. He’s the cause of Kurama’s…uh…condition. He knew Kurama was in love with you and well to make a long and complicated story short, he transformed Kurama’s genetic code and body to make it suitable to carry offspring full term successfully. Kurama knows that I’m being honest.”

Yusuke’s eyes frantically sought Kurama’s. He didn’t want confirmation. He wanted a denial. He wanted him to tell Koenma that he was fucking insane. He should be happy, rejoicing, popping champagne and handing out cigars or whatever soon to be fathers did. But he didn’t want to do any of that. He felt anything but happy. He felt confused, lost, dazed, weak, on the brink of madness. He loved Kurama. There was no question about that. He would always be by his side no matter what. But he was just a teen. They both were. At other times he would call himself a man but now… When he had to step up and be a man, he was cowering in fear.

Thoughts rushed uncontrollably through his mind. Pounding at him mercilessly. That was never a good thing unless he or Kurama was doing the pounding. His thoughts refocused to the more serious situation. He didn’t know what he and Kurama would do. He didn’t have a job and neither did Kurama. Working as a spirit detective did not pay as well as he would have liked…hell it didn’t pay at all. Another thought occurred to him, one that made him slump gracelessly into the chair as his knees became weak. He couldn’t jump to conclusions…it might not even be important…it wouldn’t matter if Kurama wasn’t pregnant.

“Kurama…Is what Koenma saying true? Are you pregnant?” came the softly spoken question.

“Yes, Yusuke. Koenma is telling the truth. I am pregnant, but I have the feeling that he has more that he wishes to say.” Kurama said, his eyes firmly locked onto Koenma’s.

“Yes, there is something else. Kurama you’re going to have a baby boy.” Koenma said meaningfully as Kurama’s eyes narrowed fractionally.

Yusuke watched this exchange in silence. He was still wrapping his mind around the fact that Kurama was pregnant. He was going to have a son. A little kid of his own. Yusuke felt a moment of elation that quickly died when another thought struck him. He didn’t have a father. That fucker ran off somewhere and left his mom to take care of him by herself. He didn’t know what it was like to have a father much less be one. What kind of example would he set? What would he do? Would he be cool and understanding or a total ass about everything? Would he be a failure to his child? Would he disappoint him and make his son hate him with ever fiber of his being? With this thought, Yusuke’s insecurities came rushing to the forefront. The same ones that had made him act like a cad to Kurama and ultimately helped to damage their fragile relationship. Then as if his brain had just caught up with the conversation swirling around him…something dawned on him.

“Hey! Hold on a second. The way you say ‘Kurama, you’re going to have a baby boy’ makes it sound like it’s not my child too. I’m right here ya know. What you probably meant to say was *you both* are going to have a baby boy. It’s my child too. I *did* play a part in his conception.”

For the first time in his life, Koenma looked extremely uncomfortable. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, which made Yusuke the one to narrow his eyes.

“Spit it out Koenma. What aren’t you telling us?”

“Uh Yusuke, Kurama’s son is your son too, partly anyway.”

“Well, that’s a relief—WAIT! hold on! What the fuck does partly anyway fucking mean?!!”

“Calm yourself Yusuke and I’ll explain. Kurama was already pregnant before he and Karasu—well you know. However he wasn’t very far along, only a few days in fact. Karasu’s seed tampered with the DNA of the baby, changing it so that some of his genetics might be passed on the child. To simplify it, it *is* your child but it’s Karasu’s also and of course Kurama’s.”

“Why? Why the FUUUUUCK is this happening?” howled Yusuke to no one in particular. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. His chest heaved as he tried to drag air into his laboring lungs. /This is *not* happening. It can’t be. Why? No. It’s not happening. It’s not fucking possible! Kurama is not pregnant cause that in itself is fucking impossible. And even if he is, which would be awesome, the child will be mine. Not anyone else’s. No one else’s. Especially not that fucker’s, Karasu!!!!/

With a howl of pure rage and anguish, Yusuke grabbed the chair that he had occupied earlier and hurled it at against the wall, gaining no satisfaction as he watched it splinter into a million pieces. He searched the room for anything else in the room to destroy and found nothing else short of blowing the bed that Kurama was laying into bits. This only seemed to fuel his rage and to his horror he felt tears prick his eyes. “I HATE YOU!!! DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?!? I HATE EVERY FUCKING THING ABOUT YOU!!! I WISH THAT YOU WOULD COME ALIVE AGAIN SO THAT I COULD FUCKING KILL YOU AGAIN!!!! I HATE YOU!! I HATE you…I hate….you.” Yusuke swore at the sky hoping that fucking bastard Karasu heard every word that he said.

The tears were streaming down his face freely now but he didn’t care. He looked at his love who had remained silent throughout his entire meltdown. “Heh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-

“Come here Yusuke.” Yusuke felt like a little child and couldn’t help the tiny smile that graced his face at the feeling. He climbed onto the bed trying not to jar it too much. He wrapped his arms around Kurama as the other boy fit his body perfectly against his. Yusuke buried his nose into the beckoning red-hair and inhaled deeply. Even after being basically unwashed for weeks it still managed to smell like a rose a minute after blooming. Sighing, he pulled Kurama’s body closer to him.

“Kurama I’m – “Yusuke started.

“You don’t have to explain anything Yusuke.” Kurama replied gently.

“I want to. Since I found out what really happened I was fucked up. I still am. It haunts me everyday. The thought of what he did to you. Of what you went through. Of how he touched you. I’ll never forgive myself for not protecting you. I let him get to him. I should have sensed that he was near and I should have protected you.” Yusuke ended softly.

Kurama desperately tried to keep a smile off his face. He knew that Yusuke was trying to be serious and he should be too but he couldn’t help but find that Yusuke looked cuter than ever before. “Yusuke, there was no way that you could have known that Karasu would do what he did, so don’t blame yourself. If anyone is to blame it should be me. I showed weakness by not being able to tell the difference between the one I love and the one who wished me harm. Now be quiet and go to sleep. I didn’t want to say before but you look like shit.”

Kurama stifled a chuckled at Yusuke’s shocked expression. /He’s acting like he’s never heard me curse before. I guess he forgot all those times I begged him to fuck me into oblivion/ Kurama felt an answering blush color his fair skin and an answering twitch in his cock as thoughts of Yusuke fucking him skittered throughout his mind. As reading this increasingly erotic thoughts, Yusuke pressed himself impossibly closer to Kurama and whispered a sleepy ‘I love you.’

“I love you too.”


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Five hours later……


He sucked on the slightly darker neck. Pressing his open mouth to the temptation before allowing his tongue to dart out and taste the slightly salty but oh so sweet skin. His teeth grazed tantalizingly across the skin before biting sharply and then laving to ease the sting. /That’ll leave a nice mark./ He felt the body stirring beneath him, mainly in the crotch area, felt and heard a soft moan.

He kissed his way up to the boy’s ear, leaving a trail of fire with his tiny nips and sucking action. He licked the outer shell of the ear, blowing on the wetness, eliciting another moan from the body beneath him. “Yusuke…It’s time to get up.” Yusuke chuckled, finally opening his chocolate pools. “I think I’m up already.” He said glancing briefly to the erection straining painfully against his too tight jeans.

With a wicked smirk, Kurama ground his own large cock against Yusuke’s, the friction causing it to leak even more than before. Kurama leaned down and captured Yusuke’s full lips in a soft kiss that quickly turned into a passionate and hungry one. Kurama’s tongue eagerly traced the contours of Yusuke’s mouth, getting himself familiar once again with that part of the other boy’s anatomy. He felt Yusuke’s mouth open under his and wasted no time in thrusting his tongue inside to taste him once again. He managed to stifle a groan where Yusuke failed before he felt Yusuke break the kiss.

“Kurama…do…do you think that we should do this? With you being pregnant and all? I wouldn’t want to hurt you or the baby while I fucked you. Cause that’s exactly what I intend to do. Fuck you until you can’t move.”

Kurama smirked at this. “Who said I was the one that was going to get fucked Yusuke Uramesi?”


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End of Chapter 13


Sorry it took soo long. But I’ve had a rough time. That’s no excuse though. I probably lost all my reviewers by now and that makes me unbelievably sad. I will continue to write though cause I promised I would finish. Two more chapters to go. Please review. It inspires me to do something that I love but never had the talent for.