Perfect Synergy [Sandbox Society]
[Characters]: Kaname Tousen, Komamura Sajin, Unohana-taichou and newborn Susumu.
[Pairing]: Komamura/Tousen (Komasen)
[Summary]: Komamura and Tousen meet their child for the first time.
[Word Count]: 1125
[Finished]: 25.July.2009
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Warnings]: Angsty | Male-Pregnancy.
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: syn·er·gy (noun): The interaction of two or more agents or forces so that their combined effect is greater than the sum of their individual effects.
gokuma 's Tomorrow works as a prequel to this.
Susumu is a joint creation of bosska_ak, gokuma and me.
[sandbox_society]:
Fics / drabbles:
Of Pink Haori and Twin Zanpakutou | Zaraki Day-Care | A Zanpakutou and a Chocolate Problem | A Friend in Need by me
Something Right | Sources | The Beginning | Forgivings | Past by gokuma (she has more drabbles, if you know Polish check out her LJ)
Art by bosska_ak and marianek at y!Gallery (might need an account)
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite. Save a few OCs product of fangirl brainstorming.
Komamura Sajin paced the front of the room they had taken Kaname when the first signs of labour had started.
It had been eight hours ago.
Medical personnel had gone in and came out. Seated officers ran errands for Unohana-taichou and her second-in-command, but gave little notice to the giant fox shinigami, nervously striding back and forth in the hall. Only diminute Yamada-kun had taken the time to reassure him all was well and that the labour in first pregnancies often took this long to be concluded.
So Sajin continued to pace outside the room where his husband and nearly born child were, worrying about everything that could go wrong, hoping it all went right.
Not even his keen sense of smell was very good in the Medical Centre, the sterile environment and the acrid smell of disinfectant overwhelmed his nose and he couldn’t smell Kaname’s unmistakable scent of marzipan, or that new and fresh fragrance that was the baby’s own, from the rest of the clinical scents in the air. This only served to distress him further.
So he paced and clawed.
Until a relieved sob followed by a triumphant wail were heard from the room where Sajin’s whole life was being decided. He stood in front of the door, still as death, waiting for news of life.
The door opened and a troupe of shinigami exited the room, Unohana-taichou last.
“Congratulations are in order, Komamura-taichou! You are now the father of a beautiful baby boy. Five pounds and nine ounces. He is small but healthy. You may go in and see them.”
Sajin nodded and went into the room, breathing in the air.
Blood, sweat and disinfectant.
Marzipan, love and something new, resembling almonds.
Kaname lay asleep in the bed, face ashen and tired but a smile on his lips. The baby was in a crib, right next to the bed and within reach, quietly observing his new world.
Sajin stepped closer, nuzzled Kaname’s temple, caressing his sweaty dreadlocks. He mumbled something but didn’t wake, so Sajin turned to meet his new son.
The child looked at him through huge eyes, as if he too was greeting this new person in his life, then wriggled a little and started whimpering until Sajin placed a soothing paw on his belly, rocking the baby and the crib, gently.
The animal instinct took over and Sajin slowly placed his muzzle to the baby’s nose and neck, chest and belly. Memorizing his almond scent. Recognizing him as his son. Marking him as his own.
The child fussed at the intrusion and wriggled some more, disentangling his small feet from the wrappings and dislodging his head from the green bonnet.
Sajin took a step back, away from the crib.
The baby was a pup! He had fox ears and a fluffy fox tail.
Komamura’s taint, his macula had been passed on to his child. His bestiality, his non-human nature had been passed on to his poor child. He had been fooling himself thinking that his offspring would have been spared his curse and had a chance at a normal human life. He had tainted this poor soul.
And then a terrible though afflicted him. What if Kaname didn’t want such a child? What if he refused the pup? Refused Sajin for giving him such a burden? Sajin looked in despair at his husband and found him wide awake, perhaps sensing his distress.
“Sajin? What’s wrong? Is something the matter with the baby?”
“No. He’s healthy and well. Maybe a little restless.”
Kaname nodded and smiled. “Give him to me. I wanna meet our son.”
Sajin hesitated but then took the pup from the crib, licking one of his ears and placed him in Kaname’s arms.
Kaname held him close and then smelled the baby’s belly. “He smells of almonds!”
Sajin hummed. “I noticed. Very sweet almonds.”
Kaname nodded and continued his acquaintance with his son, stripping the baby for skin to skin impressions. The pup seemed to enjoy this for his ears perked up and his tail was starting to unfurl.
Sajin watched raptured, his heart draining the dread and replacing it with incommensurable love and affection for these two beings that owned his life.
Kaname’s hands patted here and there, making sure all was in place. Ten fingers. Ten toes. Two ears. A tail...
“Oh!” he exclaimed. “He’s a boy all right!” And then chuckled at Sajin’s snort of relief and amusement.
Inspection complete and approved, Kaname dressed the pup again, tucking him in his wrappings and kissing one ear before placing the bonnet in place, casually commenting, “he might not like so constricting bonnets. We need to get some that allow his ears to be free. I’ve no experience with this, does it hurt having a bonnet on, or is it comforting?”
“If it’s not too tight and doesn’t constrict the ears, it shouldn’t be any problem.” Sajin didn’t quite grasp what was happening; casually discussing the effects of bonnets on pup’s ears was the furthest away from his mind when he imagined their first discussion about the pup. He shook his head, clearing it.
“Seat by me, Sajin,” Kaname asked, patting the bed.
He sat on the bed, his massive body, support for Kaname to relax against him; their child held between them.
“What’s troubling you?”
“He will have a troubled future, tainted by my...”
“NO!” Kaname interrupted. “He will grow to accept himself as he is. He will be loved unconditionally by us. We will teach him Truth, Justice and Loyalty. And he will be a happy child, proud of being our son.”
Sajin nuzzled Kaname, licking his ear, as he had done with the pup, thanking him silently for the admonishment.
Kaname sat back comfortably, cradling the baby to sleep, a finger caressing the ear that had become free from the bonnet.
“What’s he like?” Kaname asked.
“Tiny!” Sajin spoke in his ear.
Kaname chuckled. “Next to you everything’s tiny. What colour is his skin?”
“Four shades lighter than yours. Just like a cup of coffee with a few drops of milk.”
“And his fur?”
“Auburn. Fiery red and lush gold.”
Kaname hummed into the baby’s head, a smile on his lips. “His hair?”
“Dark and thick. I think in time we'll be able to make tiny dreadlocks with it.”
“I expect he will be a whirlwind, so I guess those are nice and easy to keep. What of his eyes?”
“Huge! Maybe they’ll change colour but I hope not the size. They’re like beams, curiously searching...”
“He is perfect!”
“All your doing.”
“No! Ours.”
Sajin’s arms folded around Kaname and the baby, nuzzling his husband and gently placing a paw on the tiny belly; sighing in relief and contentment.
July2009©MarinLiliz
[Pairing]: Komamura/Tousen (Komasen)
[Summary]: Komamura and Tousen meet their child for the first time.
[Word Count]: 1125
[Finished]: 25.July.2009
[Beta]: not beta-read
[Warnings]: Angsty | Male-Pregnancy.
[Rating]: PG
[Notes]: syn·er·gy (noun): The interaction of two or more agents or forces so that their combined effect is greater than the sum of their individual effects.
gokuma 's Tomorrow works as a prequel to this.
Susumu is a joint creation of bosska_ak, gokuma and me.
[sandbox_society]:
Fics / drabbles:
Of Pink Haori and Twin Zanpakutou | Zaraki Day-Care | A Zanpakutou and a Chocolate Problem | A Friend in Need by me
Something Right | Sources | The Beginning | Forgivings | Past by gokuma (she has more drabbles, if you know Polish check out her LJ)
Art by bosska_ak and marianek at y!Gallery (might need an account)
Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters © Kubo Tite. Save a few OCs product of fangirl brainstorming.
Komamura Sajin paced the front of the room they had taken Kaname when the first signs of labour had started.
It had been eight hours ago.
Medical personnel had gone in and came out. Seated officers ran errands for Unohana-taichou and her second-in-command, but gave little notice to the giant fox shinigami, nervously striding back and forth in the hall. Only diminute Yamada-kun had taken the time to reassure him all was well and that the labour in first pregnancies often took this long to be concluded.
So Sajin continued to pace outside the room where his husband and nearly born child were, worrying about everything that could go wrong, hoping it all went right.
Not even his keen sense of smell was very good in the Medical Centre, the sterile environment and the acrid smell of disinfectant overwhelmed his nose and he couldn’t smell Kaname’s unmistakable scent of marzipan, or that new and fresh fragrance that was the baby’s own, from the rest of the clinical scents in the air. This only served to distress him further.
So he paced and clawed.
Until a relieved sob followed by a triumphant wail were heard from the room where Sajin’s whole life was being decided. He stood in front of the door, still as death, waiting for news of life.
The door opened and a troupe of shinigami exited the room, Unohana-taichou last.
“Congratulations are in order, Komamura-taichou! You are now the father of a beautiful baby boy. Five pounds and nine ounces. He is small but healthy. You may go in and see them.”
Sajin nodded and went into the room, breathing in the air.
Blood, sweat and disinfectant.
Marzipan, love and something new, resembling almonds.
Kaname lay asleep in the bed, face ashen and tired but a smile on his lips. The baby was in a crib, right next to the bed and within reach, quietly observing his new world.
Sajin stepped closer, nuzzled Kaname’s temple, caressing his sweaty dreadlocks. He mumbled something but didn’t wake, so Sajin turned to meet his new son.
The child looked at him through huge eyes, as if he too was greeting this new person in his life, then wriggled a little and started whimpering until Sajin placed a soothing paw on his belly, rocking the baby and the crib, gently.
The animal instinct took over and Sajin slowly placed his muzzle to the baby’s nose and neck, chest and belly. Memorizing his almond scent. Recognizing him as his son. Marking him as his own.
The child fussed at the intrusion and wriggled some more, disentangling his small feet from the wrappings and dislodging his head from the green bonnet.
Sajin took a step back, away from the crib.
The baby was a pup! He had fox ears and a fluffy fox tail.
Komamura’s taint, his macula had been passed on to his child. His bestiality, his non-human nature had been passed on to his poor child. He had been fooling himself thinking that his offspring would have been spared his curse and had a chance at a normal human life. He had tainted this poor soul.
And then a terrible though afflicted him. What if Kaname didn’t want such a child? What if he refused the pup? Refused Sajin for giving him such a burden? Sajin looked in despair at his husband and found him wide awake, perhaps sensing his distress.
“Sajin? What’s wrong? Is something the matter with the baby?”
“No. He’s healthy and well. Maybe a little restless.”
Kaname nodded and smiled. “Give him to me. I wanna meet our son.”
Sajin hesitated but then took the pup from the crib, licking one of his ears and placed him in Kaname’s arms.
Kaname held him close and then smelled the baby’s belly. “He smells of almonds!”
Sajin hummed. “I noticed. Very sweet almonds.”
Kaname nodded and continued his acquaintance with his son, stripping the baby for skin to skin impressions. The pup seemed to enjoy this for his ears perked up and his tail was starting to unfurl.
Sajin watched raptured, his heart draining the dread and replacing it with incommensurable love and affection for these two beings that owned his life.
Kaname’s hands patted here and there, making sure all was in place. Ten fingers. Ten toes. Two ears. A tail...
“Oh!” he exclaimed. “He’s a boy all right!” And then chuckled at Sajin’s snort of relief and amusement.
Inspection complete and approved, Kaname dressed the pup again, tucking him in his wrappings and kissing one ear before placing the bonnet in place, casually commenting, “he might not like so constricting bonnets. We need to get some that allow his ears to be free. I’ve no experience with this, does it hurt having a bonnet on, or is it comforting?”
“If it’s not too tight and doesn’t constrict the ears, it shouldn’t be any problem.” Sajin didn’t quite grasp what was happening; casually discussing the effects of bonnets on pup’s ears was the furthest away from his mind when he imagined their first discussion about the pup. He shook his head, clearing it.
“Seat by me, Sajin,” Kaname asked, patting the bed.
He sat on the bed, his massive body, support for Kaname to relax against him; their child held between them.
“What’s troubling you?”
“He will have a troubled future, tainted by my...”
“NO!” Kaname interrupted. “He will grow to accept himself as he is. He will be loved unconditionally by us. We will teach him Truth, Justice and Loyalty. And he will be a happy child, proud of being our son.”
Sajin nuzzled Kaname, licking his ear, as he had done with the pup, thanking him silently for the admonishment.
Kaname sat back comfortably, cradling the baby to sleep, a finger caressing the ear that had become free from the bonnet.
“What’s he like?” Kaname asked.
“Tiny!” Sajin spoke in his ear.
Kaname chuckled. “Next to you everything’s tiny. What colour is his skin?”
“Four shades lighter than yours. Just like a cup of coffee with a few drops of milk.”
“And his fur?”
“Auburn. Fiery red and lush gold.”
Kaname hummed into the baby’s head, a smile on his lips. “His hair?”
“Dark and thick. I think in time we'll be able to make tiny dreadlocks with it.”
“I expect he will be a whirlwind, so I guess those are nice and easy to keep. What of his eyes?”
“Huge! Maybe they’ll change colour but I hope not the size. They’re like beams, curiously searching...”
“He is perfect!”
“All your doing.”
“No! Ours.”
Sajin’s arms folded around Kaname and the baby, nuzzling his husband and gently placing a paw on the tiny belly; sighing in relief and contentment.
July2009©MarinLiliz