The Circle of Life (Yeril & Micheia) BP sequel

[Micheia]

"I say lets go over there so Dr. Dalen could give me a thorough check-up." Micheia hopped of the window's sit and grabbed his mate's hand. Twining their fingers he lead his mate out the room.

[Yeril]

Yeril smiled and raised their clasped hands to his lips, so he could kiss Micheia's knuckles before dropping their hands back in between them. "That's fine," he said as the walked out the door into the sunlight. The doctor's office wasn't far from the manor, but it would provide them with a nice walk and some exercise.

The blonde looked at the sky and the grass before glancing over at his mate. It was almost funny how spending such a wonderful day with the younger boy yesterday made everything look so fresh and alive. The sky was a pure blue, the grass was a vivid green, animals made their various animal-y sounds...

He chuckled to himself for being so out-there, but that is what it felt like to him. It had been ages since he had spent some time with Micheia; more ways then one...

[Micheia]

Micheia turned his gaze away from the street and onto his mate as he heard the man chuckle. "Looks like someone's happy?" He saw his mate look at him with a smile and he couldn't help but to smile back.

[Yeril]

Yeril nodded and motioned around them with his free hand. "It's a beautiful day though, isn't it?"

((...*cries at lack of length*))

[Micheia]

Micheia looks around them, surveying everything. He did have to agree it is a very nice day today. He nodded and smiled up to his mate. "Yeah... it is."





((..*cries along with her*))

[Yeril]

Yeril and Micheia walked together in silence, just observing everything that was going on around them. Finally though, they reached the doctor's office. The blonde opened the door to let them into the waiting room and made sure his mate had place to sit before signing them in.

[Micheia]

Micheia sat on the chair waiting for his mate to get back as he absently caressed his soon-to-bulge stomach. Hewas then forced to lean back on the chair, when a 'bout of nausea suddenly assaulted him. He focused on his breathing to try and settle his stomach.

He opened his eyes, that he didn't noticed that he had closed, when a warm hand brushed over his face. He was immediately greeted by the concerned face of his mate. He gave the man a haf-hearted smile, slightly grimacing when his stomach made it clear it wants to heave its contents. Not a very good thought...

[Yeril]

Yeril brushed a strand of hair from Micheia's pained face, confortingly. "Are you going to be sick?" he asked softly in a worried tone. "It's probably morning sickness, and there's a bathroom over there I saw coming in. Do you want me to help you over there?"

[Micheia]

Micheia nodded and rose from the seat with the help of his mate. As they were only a few steps near the bathroom, the pregnant teen suddenly broke into a dash as he felt the vile rising from his stomach and out his mouth.

The next thing he knew was the gentle touch of his mate as the older man cleaned his mouth and was wiping his face with a wet towel.




((I really don't have any idea concerning about pregnancy... but then again Mik isn't human so... yeah... >_>))

[Yeril]

Yeril pulled Micheia's hair from his face as he was sick before getting a wet cloth to wash off his face. "Feeling a bit better?" he asked, knowing through experiance with his mother how un-fun morning sickness (or really, any sickness for thet matter) could be. He pressed a small kiss to his mate's head and help the boy stand again.

((Neither do I, really...I'm reading up for this though, so...))

[Micheia]

Micheia just smiled and nodded at Yeril. By the heavens! Who would have thought pregnancy would be like this? Sure he was happy that their going to have a kit... but to suffer like this wasn't really the teens cup of tea. The half-zercan was thankful for his mate's support as he was lead back in the waiting room.

[Yeril]

They waited for several moments before a nurse came in and called Micheia's name. Standing up, they left the room and was led to a childishly decorated room with pastel colours and stencils of kittens on the walls. The nurse got Micheia seated on the cushioned examining table to check his vitals. That done, the man told them the doctor would be in shortly and left with his clipboard of data.

Yeril sat down in a chair next to the table and sighed, looking up at his mate with a smile. "How you doing?" he asked quietly.

[Micheia]

"Well my stomach finally decided to settle, thank heavens for that..." Micheia said with humor as he smiled at his mate. "...other than that, I just feel a little queasy that's all..." He took his mates larger hand and squeezed it. "Don't worry, I'll be just fine." He raised the hand he was holdong and gave it a kiss. He was about to continue speaking when the doctor finally graced them with his presence.

"Good morning, Micheia. I heard you had a little run-in with the stainless steel god." Dr. Dalen greeted, chocolate-brown eyes glinting with humor. The half-zercan frowned then pouted as he watched the doctor moved towrds them. "Not funny, doctor..."

[Yeril]

Yeril had to hide his small smile as he sat up slightly to kiss Micheia's cheek. "There, there, sweets...Anyways, doctor...We figured we wanted a more complete check-up. You said the child wa healthy, I know, but...With last month and everything..."

[Micheia]

"Of course." answered the doctor, understanding what the Mentsiquarian was trying to say. He looked back at his patient and smiled. "Shall we get started then?" At Micheia's nod the doctor proceeded.