[SilentFeather]

(Thank you, my friend. I try to imagine that I am truly Aki and imagine of what I would do if I was him. :))

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Aki was in an unstable amount of pain but still he did not complain. He listened to Nick and had paused only when the urges to push were fading for a short but worthwhile time. He struggled while he tried not to give up or give in. He was becoming less and less scared and that was a huge plus in his book. He whimpered, wincing in what was to be of such cruel, intense agony.

He was focused but he could not keep back his outbursts of pain, each time the child moved even slightly it was met with outbursts of agony. Living was like heaven on Earth. Whenever he pushed he felt as though his body was reacting in a positive way. He was weary and wanted to simply slumber but right now was not an option because of the firstborn half way out. He kept the urge to vomit at bay.

He shared the same amount of kisses upon Nick, feeling as if he would always be with him. Not even death itself would ever keep the two lovebirds apart. He cried out once more, feeling remainder of the child still dwelling within him as the such child was beginning with such rough, kick like movements which caused Aki to cry out once more. He was strong but sometimes the pain was just too intense.

He whimpered as the pressure of the kicks became more and more worse. He pushed one last final time, closing his eyes tightly as the remainder of the firstborn's body slid forward and landed softly into Nick's waiting arms. He panted heavily, sighing with relief as the kicking ceased for a time. He soon heard the sound of a sharp, piercing cry from the first twin.