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"Allen Walker…my husband," Kanda murmured against a silky smooth bare shoulder before placing a tender kiss upon the skin.

"Kanda Yuu…My extremely sexy husband," Allen murmured back, feeling content and satisfied after a long round of passionate sex.

The dark-haired teen chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around the other more securely. Although, it was becoming increasingly more difficult to embrace his lover as the weeks continued to pass quickly. Allen was now 30 weeks along- only approximately 6 weeks away from delivering. At his last appointment, the couple had been told that they would need to stop having sex during the final few weeks of the pregnancy. Neither had understood why and Allen was particularly distraught by the idea of not being able to relieve his still ever-present desires. However, when Komui told them that an orgasm in the last month of pregnancy could send Allen into an early labor, they begrudgingly agreed.

"Can we just stay in bed all day?" Allen asked, not wanting to leave the warm comfort of their bed or the bare skin of his husband pressed flush against him.

Another soft kiss was placed on his shoulder. "I don't think so. We're going to need to eat something at some point today and I'm sure you're going to need the bathroom sooner rather than later."

"I don't wanna go. I'm tired of peeing all the time." The young teen grumbled in complaint.

"You'd better go if you need to. I'm not helping you clean up the bed if you have an accident because you're being stubborn."

This caused more grumbles from the other. "Jerk."

"Now is that any way to treat your husband?" Kanda asked teasingly.

Allen sighed softly, leaning into the other's embrace. "Part of me still can't believe we're actually married. It still makes me feel so giddy hearing you refer to yourself as my husband."

Of course, Kanda already knew that and used it to his full advantage whenever he could. He was sure the other was very well aware of that fact too. "I love you, Moyashi."

"I love you too, Bakanda." Allen turned his head to kiss the other passionately. He certainly wouldn't mind another round of mind-blowing sex. His stomach had other ideas however, and gurgled loudly in protest at not being fed yet. The dark-haired exorcist pulled away from the younger teen with a smug expression on his face.

"I told you we'd need to eat something at some point. It seems your stomach agrees."

Allen grumbled before beginning to get out of bed and get dressed. After relieving himself, the pair walked hand-in-hand to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

The pair ordered and sat down once Kanda had gotten his food. Over the past few weeks, Jerry had taken to bringing his food out on a cart for him so that he did not need to carry all of his plates. The morning after the wedding, the white-haired exorcist had dropped his mountain of food onto the floor, which resulted in a very large mess that needed to be cleaned. He hadn't been allowed to carry his own food since then.

"Good morning Yuu-chan!" Lavi exclaimed in a sing-song voice upon the couple's arrival at the table he was seated at.

"Shut the fuck up, unless you want me to slice your throat."

"What's got you so grumpy today, hm? Not getting any action?" the red-head wiggled his eye-brows suggestively.

"I'm getting plenty of 'action,' as you say. I'm pissed because you're here."

"Ouch. You wound me with your words," Lavi feigned injury. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Komui asked me to tell you he'd like to see you guys in his office."

"Do you know why?" Allen asked.

"Nope. He just said to let you know if I saw you."

"Okay. We'll go after we finish eating." Allen responded, already through half of his mountain of food.

"By the way, why didn't either of you change your name?" Lavi questioned, knowing the pair had kept their names but never really learning why.

"It's just easier," Allen answered. "Besides, Kanda already goes by his last name so it'd just be confusing to change it."

"What about the twins?"

"They'll have both of our last names. Though we haven't decided if they'll be Walker-Kandas or Kanda-Walkers."

"Isn't that going to be confusing though?"

"Not if they go by their first names," the white-haired teen shrugged. The couple had spent a considerable amount of time discussing the names of their children-both first names and last names. They had even considered combining their last names into one name, though quickly decided against that- all it took was Allen's joking suggestion of Wanda to turn them off to the idea, even though Wakanda had had an interesting ring to it.

It didn't take much longer for the pair to finish their meal and clean up their plates before heading to Komui's office. Once they had woken him up and sat in front of his desk they waited patiently to hear why he had summoned them.

"This was a tough decision given the timing and I really didn't want to have to do this, but Kanda I'm sending you on a mission. It shouldn't take more than a week or two so you should be back in plenty of time for the birth of your children. Unfortunately, given your skill with a blade and the nature of this mission, you were the best choice." Komui explained, hoping the couple wouldn't be too angry with him for needing to make this decision.

"What's the mission?" Kanda asked. He did not really want to leave his husband at this point in the pregnancy, but Komui wouldn't be sending him out on a mission if it wasn't important.

Both Allen and Kanda listened intently as Komui described what Kanda's mission would be before the pair returned to their room. The white-haired exorcist sat on their bed trying to fight back tears at the thought of his lover leaving. The older teen had been on missions prior to this, but they were mostly very short missions and he was not looking forward to being away from his husband when he was so close to his due date. After preparing himself to leave, the dark-haired exorcist turned to the other and wrapped him in a tender embrace.

"I'll be back before you know it, Moyashi. There is no way in hell I'd miss the birth of our children," he assured the other, placing a soft kiss atop his head.

"You'd better not miss it. I'll kick your ass if you do," Allen sniffled softly, holding the other tightly to him. "I love you, Bakanda. You'd better keep yourself safe."

"I love you too, Allen. And of course I will." With that, Kanda gave his husband one final kiss before walking out of their room to leave for his mission. The white-haired teen cried softly, lying down in their bed as he sobbed. He knew the other would be back soon, but he would miss the comfort of having him nearby. His sobs began to quiet as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Wet. That was the first thing Allen noticed as he awoke with a start. He realized with mortification that his sleep pants and the bed around him was soaked and blushed in shame, believing he had an accident in his sleep. However, when his bladder pulsed urgently to alert him that it needed to be emptied he realized that he couldn't have wet the bed if he needed to relieve himself so badly. He got up as quickly as he could and waddled to the bathroom to relieve himself, still trying to puzzle out what had happened.

Komui had told him something about his 'water breaking' before he would give birth, but he was only 32 weeks along at this point. He wasn't due for another month, so he couldn't possibly be in labor now! However, as he was returning to the bedroom he felt a moderate cramping in his back and abdomen. Shortly after Kanda had left on his mission, Allen had experienced some contractions, though Komui had assured him they were only Braxton-Hicks contractions. This one had been far more powerful and painful, leading him to believe that the wetness in his bed had in fact been from his water breaking-though he still wasn't entirely sure what that even meant. Either way, he knew it was time to get to the infirmary even if he wasn't in labor yet. He'd rather go without needing to than risk needing to go and being unable to get there later.

As he began the long walk to the infirmary, Allen became more and more convinced that he was in fact in labor. After having the Braxton-Hicks contractions, he had been instructed to time how far apart his contractions were. Komui had told him that true contractions would get closer together and more painful over time. Right now, Allen was having contractions about 5 minutes apart. When he arrived at the infirmary, he immediately called for the head nurse who came bustling around a corner at the sound of his voice. Upon looking at his obviously wet sleeping pants and the sudden pained expression on his face as another contraction hit, she quickly moved him to the nearest bed before calling for Komui.

The head scientist rushed into the room a few minutes later, just as Allen whimpered in pain at another long contraction. Fuck, they were getting much more painful now. Once the cramping stopped he looked imploringly at the older man. "Where's Kanda?" he asked in a small voice. He did not want to do this alone.

"He contacted me earlier this evening. He's on his way back and should return within a couple of hours," the older man assured him. "For now, just try to relax. How far apart are the contractions?"

"The last one was 4 minutes," the head nurse answered for Allen, having taken over keeping time for him once he arrived.

"Okay. Let's get you out of those pants so we can see how dilated you are," Komui stated, all business now. He carefully helped the young exorcist remove his soiled pants and underwear before providing him with an extra long shirt to help preserve his modesty until it was time to push. Allen was thankful to be out of his wet clothes and in something more comfortable. Once he had arranged himself on the bed once more, the head nurse guided him into position so the cervix that had formed in his body due to his Innocence could be checked.

"6 centimeters already," she stated seriously.

"Is that a bad thing?" Allen asked, concerned.

"No. It means you must have gone into labor while you were sleeping without even noticing. Or you are going to have a very fast delivery," she answered.

"But Kanda's not here yet."

"I'm sorry, Allen but there is nothing we can do about that right now except hope that he returns before you need to start pushing." The older man hated having to tell the vulnerable teen that and he felt guilt stabbing him at the look of distress on the young male's face. "Is there someone you want me to send for?"

Allen could feel tears welling up in his eyes at the thought of Kanda missing the birth of their children. He was about to shake his head to indicate that no, there was no one else he wanted here except for his husband but then a thought crossed his mind. "Could….Could you send for Master Cross?"

Komui was surprised by the request but nodded his head in affirmation. He quickly sent a message to Reever to have someone get the General.

"Nnngh," Allen groaned in pain as another contraction hit. Part of him really wanted things to hurry up so that he wasn't in so much pain anymore. But the other part of him was terrified that he was about to become a parent while his husband wasn't even there with him.

"3 minutes apart," the head nurse stated matter-of-factly.

The young teen had 3 more contractions, each 3 minutes apart before the tall General finally arrived.

"The fuck you waking me up in the middle of the night for?" he grumbled at Komui, scanning the room before his eyes stopped on his young apprentice. Then his eye-brows rose in surprise.

"Allen is in labor. He asked me to send for you," the scientist responded, though he was fairly certain the General had already ascertained that for himself.

Cross simply grunted before crossing the room to sit on the edge of Allen's bed and offering his hand. "You can squeeze my hand if you need to. I take it your idiot husband isn't back from his mission yet."

Allen shook his head no and squeezed the older man's hand tightly as another contraction hit. "Aaagh! …..Fuck!" he groaned.

The head nurse quickly checked his cervix, noting that the contractions seemed to be getting even stronger. "He's almost 7 centimeters." It seemed that the young teen's labor was going very quickly.

"How many centimeters until I push?" the teenager asked.

"Ten." Cross answered. "And it's going to get worse soon." At the questioning look he received, the red-haired man shrugged. "This isn't the first birthing I've witnessed."

"He's correct, Mister Walker. Usually around 7 centimeters, the contractions get even closer together. They'll be 60 to 90 seconds long and you won't have more than 2 minutes to rest in between."

"Why do people do this willingly?" Allen whined.

"Ask that again after you deliver. You may find the answer for yourself," the woman replied kindly.

The white-haired teen yelled in pain a minute later when another contraction hit. His shouts were progressively getting louder and closer together. He was panting and felt like he was going to be sick from the pain he was feeling. After 30 minutes of progressively louder shouts, the head nurse finally announced that Allen was fully dilated and should begin pushing during his next contraction.

There was not a long wait and Allen let out a screamed "Nnngh!...Fuck….Yuu!" as he began pushing. His husband still had not arrived, so he clung to Cross and squeezed his hand with all of his might while pushing through the contraction. After the contraction passed and he stopped pushing, the young teen panted against the bed until the next contraction hit a few minutes after.

He was fairly sure that his screams and curses could be heard throughout the Order, but Allen really could not bring himself to care. Not with the intense pain of his first child forcibly trying to exit his body through an opening he normally wouldn't even have. His screams and pushes continued until the head nurse shouted over him. "You're crowning! Stop pushing!"

The white-haired exorcist immediately did as he was told. There was a very uncomfortable burning sensation, which he assumed was from the baby's head exiting his cervix. He was very uncomfortable and found he had to fight the urge to push through the burning sensation.

"Just breathe, kid. Try to relax. It will make it easier." Cross coached softly.

Allen did as he was instructed and took a few deep breaths to try to relax himself. After a few more minutes of the painful burning, suddenly it was replaced with a numb feeling.

"Okay Mister Walker. The head is through. You can start pushing with your contractions again," the head nurse instructed.

The young teen nodded his understanding. Another pained shout left him as another contraction hit and he began pushing once more. "Big push, now!" Allen let out a strangled scream as he complied with the woman's instructions.

"You're doing a great job, Walker. The shoulders are almost through," the nurse informed him as soon as the contraction ended and Allen collapsed against the bed to rest.

As he panted and tried to rest his tired body, an indistinguishable shout could be heard from down the hallway. Moments later, the sound of quickly running feet could be made out, followed by a loud yell of "Moyashi!"

"Kanda!" Allen's voice cracked as he called out to his husband as he burst into the room and quickly made his way to the white-haired teen's side. The older exorcist reached out his hand to grasp his currently unoccupied hand, nodding respectfully to Cross. "You're late, Bakanda."

"I'm sorry. I got here as fast as I could. A Finder was waiting for me at the station to tell me the news."

"I'm just glad you're- AAAAH!" Allen cut himself off with a scream as another contraction hit and he pushed hard once more, squeezing his husband's and his Master's hands tightly. He relaxed once more after the contraction passed. "I'm glad you're here, Yuu."

"I told you I would be, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but we didn't think it would be this soon."

"I know. I was very surprised when I found out you were in labor already."

Allen rested in comfortable silence until the next contraction hit and he screamed and clenched the proffered hands while pushing. This continued on for several more minutes before the head nurse finally said, "Alright Walker. One more big push!"

"GAAAH! FFFFFFUUUCK!" the young teen screamed as he pushed with all of his might. Suddenly, the stretching sensation he felt disappeared and the head nurse stated "It's a boy!" before their son began crying. She then added 2 clamps before asking Kanda if he wanted to cut the cord. The dark-haired teen complied, with a look of awe upon his face at seeing his child. After the cord was cut, Allen saw their son be handed to Komui and carried a short distance away to be cleaned, weighed, diapered, and swaddled.

Unfortunately for Allen, he did not have a long respite and after resting for ten minutes it was time to begin pushing their second baby into the world. However, pushing the second child out was much easier and went much faster as his cervix had already been stretched and within 15 minutes the head nurse happily announced the arrival of their second child. "It's a girl!" she beamed at the new parents. Again, Kanda was asked if he wanted to cut the cord, which he again did before their daughter was passed to Komui. Once he cleaned, weighed, diapered and swaddled her, both of the babies were brought to the new parents to hold for the first time.

"Oh my….Kanda, he's so tiny!" Allen cooed happily. He felt utterly exhausted, but was elated to be holding his son for the first time.

"So is she," his husband responded, holding their daughter with a look of wonder in his eyes.

"We did this. We made them."

"You're the one that did all the work though, Moyashi."

"God you two are so sappy you're going to make me sick," Cross grunted at the display.

"Would you like to hold him?" Allen asked.

The older man grunted once more before agreeing and gingerly taking the child in his arms. "Well it seems as though your white hair is genetic now," he mused as he looked upon the snowy haired child.

The young teen nodded happily. "And it seems as though our daughter is going to take after you, Kanda," he commented as he took in the dark hair that already adorned their daughter's head.

"Do you two have names for them?" Komui inquired, preparing the paperwork to document their birth.

"We do," Kanda responded. "Our son is Makoto and our daughter is Amaya."

"And their last name?" the scientist asked.

"Walker," the older teen answered, which earned a surprised gasp from his husband.

"But…I thought…" he asked, unsure of what to even say.

"I know we talked about using both of our names, but I want them to have your last name. After all, you agreed to use Japanese names for their first names. Their names should reflect both of us."

Allen beamed at his husband before leaning up to kiss him softly. "I love you, Yuu."

"I love you too, Allen."

~Fin~

A/N: I want to thank everyone who stuck with me through the extremely long hiatus and continuing to read. And a huge thank you to all of the new readers that picked up the story once I started writing once more. I hope you guys all enjoyed it! I may eventually make a sequel but for now, this is it for Responsibility!

Meanings of the twins' names:

Makoto means truth, reality and genuineness and Amaya means "Night Rain."