"Ohnnn……." You groaned, rolling from your back onto your side. You were totally tired of this…laying on your back or on your side, stuck in your bed; this had been your life for the past few weeks.

Now nine months pregnant, you were huge and could barely do anything without somebody's help. Still though, despite the soreness and hassles of it all, you were happy. Rubbing your stomach tenderly you smiled; any day now…

You giggled remembering how you conceived. That first night you and Kiku spent together as a married couple, he had realized that there was indeed a possibility of you becoming pregnant from your activities. Though you knew it was a possibility too, you really hadn't expected to discover you were pregnant a little over a month later.

Telling Kiku you were pregnant wasn't necessarily a nerve-wracking experience; it was just a bit awkward seeing as how you two had just gotten married and all. It was helpful knowing Kiku's view on having a child together though. You had heard him say that he would like one that night you made love; he had thought you were sleeping but you were more than awake enough to hear those words.

When you finally did give Kiku the news he was rather surprised but more than anything…he seemed happy. He had taken you into his arms and held you close for quite a time; he didn't say anything but he didn't have to; you knew how he was feeling.

Since that day, Kiku had been very supportive of you during everything and seemed to hold an equal amount of excitement about having a child. Things were getting serious though. You were nine months along so you were definitely going to have your child any day now. You wondered a lot…what would your child look like? Would it look more like you or him? Would you have a boy or a girl? Whose personality would it have?

As you wondered all of these things, you didn't notice Kiku walk in with some (food), the one thing you had continuously craved over your pregnancy.

"How are you feerling?" Japan asked sitting down next to you.

"Nnnn….exhausted." you groaned, rubbing your stomach. "Kicking like crazy…." You whispered, looking at your baby bump. "Whoever is in there is ready to come out…"

"Werl it shourldn't be that much ronger…" Kiku said softly, running a hand over your stomach.

You nodded and smiled. "Kiku…do you want a boy or a girl?"

Kiku looked at you and blinked a few times. "I've never realry thought about it…but I wourld rike both the same _______________." He said with a smile.

You smiled brightly and kissed your husband on the lips. He was going to make a great father….

You watched as he moved to rest the side of his head against your stomach, feeling your child kick as he kissed your bump.

"You're right. The rittle one in there is ready to be out now…" Japan said softly, rubbing your stomach affectionately.

You groaned when your child gave a particularly firm kick to your stomach.

Japan smiled a bit. "Be carefurl with your mother now…" he said softly, caressing your flesh. "Try and be patient a rittle ronger."

Almost as if it had actually heard and understood Kiku, your child's movements settled down.

"There…" Kiku whispered, pressing his lips to your stomach.

You smiled at your husband and lifted his face up to yours to kiss him.

"I love you…" you breathed.

"I rove you too, __________....and you..I rove you too…" Kiku whispered, rubbing your tummy.

"I'm tired…" you whispered.

"Then rest…" Kiku said gently, stroking some of you (color) hair.

Smiling sleepily, you nodded and allowed your exhaustion to overtake you as you drifted away.

Japan smiled gently as he watched you sleep. You looked so peaceful. Honestly, though Japan acted calm on the outside, he was rather thrilled himself to be having a child. For so long he had shut himself out from the rest of the world and had really not considered having a partner or getting married, let alone having a child. Now that he had those things however, he would never do anything different…he wouldn't have changed a thing in the decisions he had made.

'Being married to __________ is more wonderfurl than I ever imagined it being. I know that it wirl be a rot of work to take care of a famiry but I know it wirl arways be worth it.' Japan thought to himself, brushing some bangs out of your face.

Looking at the clock, Japan noticed the rather late hour. 'I shourld rest too.' He thought to himself.

Still resting a hand against your stomach, Japan moved close to you and listened to the sound of your gentle breathing which slowly lulled him to sleep.

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"Prease! Prease ret me go in and see her!" Japan begged a doctor in the hall of the hospital.

"I'm sorry but I can't allow that…" the doctor replied coolly.

Japan could hear you. You were screaming madly and sobbing inside the room.

'She's hurting! She needs me there!" Japan thought frantically.

Japan felt his heart tearing at the sound of you calling his name, pleading for him to come to your side….and then suddenly…your cries died down and were instead replaced with pure silence…

"What is happening?!" Japan asked the doctor worriedly.

"Please wait here." The doctor said looking slightly nervous.

Japan tried to dart after the doctor but the door was closed and locked before he had the chance to make it. Kiku kept his hands pressed against the door desperately as if by some odd chance the door would spontaneously open…but it wasn't too much later when the door was opened and the doctor stepped out.

"Can I prease see my wife now?" Japan asked, obviously growing desperate.

The doctor looked at Japan with a stoic expression. "Why don't you have a seat with me…" the man said.

Japan's eyes widened. "Wh-why? Is something wrong?" Japan asked, shakily sitting down in a nearby chair next to the doctor.

"Mr. Honda…this will come as a shock I'm sure…but your wife is gone; she didn't survive the birth…" the doctor said.

Japan couldn't say a word. He looked on at the doctor as if he had no comprehension as to what he had just said.

"I'm very sorry sir…and also…your child…was stillborn…I'm sorry. Do you understand?" the doctor asked calmly.

"I..I do not understand…I…when wirl I be able to see her?" Japan asked with a distant expression.

"Sir, your wife is gone…she didn't make it." The doctor repeated. "Your child too. Now…there is a room where you can mourn the loss and there are some people you can ta—."

"What are you tarking about?! What did you do with her?!" Japan asked with disbelief in his eyes.

Before the doctor could reply, Japan burst into your room and saw you lying in the hospital bed as white as the sheets that dressed it…cold and unmoving.

"___________!" Japan cried rushing to your side despite the employees attempts at calming him. "____________...wake up…" he begged. "____________....prease…___________ wake up…" he breathed, his voice becoming increasingly hopeless as tears now dropped against your pale face. "Wake up!!" he sobbed before collapsing against you.

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"Wake up! Wake up! Kiku! Kiku wake up!!!!" you begged, shaking your husband and cupping his tear stained face. "Kiku!" you shouted with tears forming in your eyes as well as you mashed your lips against his.

Slowly you heard his breathing calm…

"Kiku….I'm right here…." You breathed running a hand through his silky, raven locks. What on earth was he dreaming about? You had never seen Kiku so terrified in his life…

Finally after a bit longer, Japan's eyes fluttered open.

"Kiku…?" you asked softly.

"___________....." he panted.

"Ki—"

You couldn't finish when Kiku pulled you into his arms as tightly as he could without harming your child.

"_____________...I am so grad you're arlright…" he breathed, trying to keep his voice even and calm despite his current state of alarm.

"Kiku…why wouldn't I be alright? Can you tell me what you dreamt of?" you asked, looking him in the eyes.

He looked rather fearful at your words.

"You don't have to tell me…" you whispered.

He shook his head. "No…I…dreamt that I rost you and our chirld." Japan said quietly.

Your eyes widened….what an awful dream that would be. You though to yourself what it would feel like to lose Kiku and the baby…just the mere thought of it was horrible.

"Kiku…I'm so sorry." You whispered, hugging him. "But everything is ok now. I'm fine…nothing is wrong and I—"

Suddenly you froze at the feeling of a rush of warm fluid soaking your legs and everything around it.

"K-Kiku…" you said looking at him.

His eyes widened as he immediately helped you up. He knew the pain was not far away for you…he couldn't believe it. It was time for the baby.

"A-ah!" you cried, the pain already starting to spread through your body.

"_______________...prease try and horld on." Kiku urged, helping you into the car you both shared and taking off.

Kiku tried as hard as he could to focus on the road and his driving despite your screams and shouts of pain.

In ten minutes you managed to make it into the hospital…attention was brought to both of you rather quickly due to your screams of pain. After a bit of a hassle, you were both admitted to a room.

"Now, Mr. and Mrs. Honda, I'm sorry that we could not get you a room of your own." A female doctor explained.

"WHAT?!" you shrieked.

"Well, all of our rooms are filled so you will be sharing a room with a um…nice young man…" she said nervously.

"A MAN?!!!" you screamed.

"There will be a curtain separating you…" she sighed, wheeling you into the room.

Wow…what the fuck. Of all times for the hospital to be full of people it was now…how the fuck did you end up in a room with guy at that?

"A doctor will be with you shortly." The woman said before fleeing.

"_____________...." Kiku sighed looking at you sadly. "I'm sorry…"

"I-it's ok Kiku…it's not your fault…and things couldn't get worse right?" you panted.

"WOAH! ___________! Japan! Is that you?!" an enthusiastic voice shouted from the other side of the curtain.

Oh. No. Fucking. Way.

The curtain flung open to reveal none other than America.

"Dudes! Hey!" he shouted. "How are—"

America was cut short when he reached over in a hurry to grab a bowl and promptly empty the contents of his stomach, making you and Kiku cringe.

"Ugh…sorry guys. I think I ate some bad sushi…" America coughed. "I got waaay sick and had to come here. Why the visit with you two?"

Wow…was he seriously that dense.

"OW! GOD!!!" you screamed, clutching your stomach.

"Oooooh!" America chuckled. "You're having the baby?! That's awesome! Dude I'm gonna be right here cheering you on! Woo hoo! Aren't you totally glad about that?!"

You looked at him with fire in your eyes. "Shut up!!!" you screamed with tears rolling down your cheeks.

Finally the doctor came in.

"It's about time!" you screamed, writhing in pain.

"She has been in rabor for about 30 minutes arlready." Japan said calmly.

The doctor nodded as several assistants filed into the room to help with the delivery.

"Dude! How is a baby gonna fit through your vagina?!" America laughed.

"Close the fucking curtain!!!!" you screamed.

One of the nurses sighed and pulled the curtain closed.

"Awww come on! I wanna see the baby! I can't even see your vag from this angle!" America pouted through the fabric barrier.

"Ah…you're fully dilated already." One of the women said. "That means you get to push now!"

"AAAH!!! I don't want to!!!" you shrieked with tears streaming down your cheeks…but then you stopped…you sobbed but didn't scream.

It was going to hurt…it was going to hurt like crazy…but this was your baby; this was what you had made with Kiku and had waiting nine months for. You wanted to hold that child in your arms along with your husband…

"K-Kiku…" you panted. "Hold my hand…"

Japan smiled at you and took your hand. Then his smile fell and his eyes filled with worry. That's right…you remembered.

"Hey…nnnngh! A-ah…it's going to be ok." You managed to choke out. "I…I'm ready."

"Ok…I want you to push for me and hold it for ten seconds ok?" the woman said encouragingly.

You barely managed a tight nod through the intense pain. Then…you were cued to push.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" you screamed at the top of your lungs, your head flying backwards in pain.

"That was a good one!" the doctor encouraged.

"Woo hoo! Way to go, ____________!" America cheered from the other side of the curtain.

Your screams continued as well as America's bizarre cheering from the other side of the curtain…until finally…a cry…the cry of a baby…your baby.

"Oh my…this little girl..oh she's a beauty." The doctor said, cleaning off the screaming baby while the other cut the umbilical cord.

"Girl…?" you breathed.

"Yes! You have a baby girl! Congratulations!" a blonde cheered.

You watched warily as the doctors continued to clean of your daughter. You followed the doctor's directions to push out the placenta and get cleaned off and such but you hardly cared at all…you wanted your little girl.

"Here you are…" the woman sighed, handing you your fussy daughter.

The moment she landed in your arms, her screams resided into tiny baby sounds.

"My little girl…my baby…" you breathed with tears welling up in your eyes. "Oh Kiku…" you whispered, looking at him.

Kiku's eyes were full of love…that's all you could see was pure love as he reached out and stroked the baby's cheeks.

"My rittrle daughter…" he said with a soft smile. "She's so beautifurl…"

She really was. She had such beautiful skin; smooth with a delicate skin tone that went wonderfully with her jet black hair. After a bit longer, the small baby opened her eyes curiously to take a look at her mother and father.

"She has your beautifurl eyes _____________...." Kiku whispered in admiration.

"God Kiku…she's perfect." You said softly, kissing your daughter's head. Your little girl let out a small giggle from the touch of your lips.

Kiku smiled and followed suit, earning a small laugh from the child.

Now that you thought about it, you were surprised you hadn't heard Alfred yelling…little did you know that America actually wanted to be considerate. Sure he could be loud and annoying but in reality he always meant well.

America wore a soft smile on his face. 'They deserve their moment…I'm happy for them..' he thought, closing his eyes.

"Oh Kiku! Her name; what should we name her?" you asked gently.

"Why don't you choose?" Kiku offered.

You smiled and looked at your daughter. You studied her face and the personality she was already showing… "____________...her name with be _____________ Honda. Is that ok Kiku?"

"It's a beautifurl name for a beautifurl girl…" Japan said, brushing his fingertips over the baby's cheek once more. "Ret's take her home…."

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Arriving back at the house, you allowed Japan to be the one to hold your newborn daughter. It amazed you just how much love he already had for her.

"I rove you so much my rittrle __________." He said quietly to the newborn, kissing her forehead.

The baby was sound asleep but that didn't matter…he just needed to say it.

After both of you snuggled your sweet daughter for a bit longer, you walked to put her into her crib…but when you set her down it broke your heart.

"You don't want to ret her go do you?" Japan asked.

"Well I—"

"That's fine…because I don't want to either." Your husband said with a smile.

You smiled back at him and scooped your daughter back up to carry her into your room along with Kiku. You both placed your daughter gingerly between you and snuggled her lovingly.

"…..____________...." Japan said trying to get your attention. "Hm…._____________?" he said again after not getting a response. Then he saw why…you were fast asleep.

Japan smiled at you and his daughter. He had two lovely girls now…a perfect family. Tears began to brim in his chocolate orbs but he managed to rub them away.

'I am so happy. I have the perfect famiry…I courld never ask for anything more…'

"Kiku…" you breathed suddenly.

"Ah…___________, you're awake." Japan acknowledged.

"Yeah…mmmm it's just that I wanted to say something to you…" you said looking at him with your sleepy (color) eyes.

"Hai?" he said.

"I love you….thank you so much for giving me this family." You whispered, pecking your husband's lips quickly.

"Thank you too ___________. I rove you."

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"So…Kiku…" you began.

"Hai?"

"When are we having another?"