Magical Miracle, Ch 15 (BulgariaXRomania)

Pairings: Romania/Bulgaria

Warnings: foul language, yaoi, mpreg

Fan-made names: Romania--Vlad Ionescu, Bulgaria--Bogdan Georgiev

Characters thoughts are written in italics

I don`t own Hetalia characters
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A year and a few months later

“Vee~, Germany look! She`s waiving her arms, isn`t that cute?”
“Ja, Italy, that`s ze third time you`re telling me this. We really should be going now. Thank you for welcoming us, Romania” Germany says to the host before taking the waving Italian by the arm and heading towards the door. “Are you coming, brudder?”
“In a minute, West” Prussia responds. He has been standing far away from the crowd, talking with Bulgaria. “So what`s ze story that you`re telling in case someone asks about ze baby?” he addresses the other.
“Well, it had been hard to find a plausible explanation for Vlad`s long absence. We say that he had fallen in love with a girl that wasn’t meant to live long, for she had an incurable illness long before he met her. Although saddened by this fact, he pledged to spend as many time as possible with her, even if it meant skipping world meetings. She eventually remained pregnant with his child ang gave birth prematurely, dying at the hospital and leaving the child for him to take care of because her family didn`t know about the child and father. I`ve stayed by his side to help him overcome his grief and raise the child and, as time went by, I`ve come to care for the child as my own” Bogdan finishes explaining.
“Quite heartwarming. And they easily believed it?”
“I think that most of the them did, especially after France started to cry after remembering how much he loved Joan of Arc. At least no one asked any questions by now” is Bulgaria`s answer.
Gilbert nods his head and takes another sip of his beer. He looks at Romania discussing with Serbia while holding his daughter in his arms.
A year ago, Bulgaria had called to tell him that Vlad had given birth to a healthy girl. The birth hadn`t been easy, the Romanian refusing to go to the hospital in case the news spread, so his boss`s most trusted doctor came to his home. After a few weeks Vlad has lost the female parts and has regained his thinner, more masculine build (even if he had gained a few pounds). One day during pregnancy he asked Bogdan if he thinks that his breasts will grow once the baby arrives so he could breast feed, making his neighbour spit the the juice he was dreanking in that moment. But that never happened.
The next best thing that occured is that Vlad finally accepted Bogdan as a lover, not having a problem with sharing a bed anymore, now that any possibility to remain pregnant again in the future has vanished (not that they have many time for themselves because of the baby`s crying sessions during the nights).
Romania has started to go to world meetings again, telling the curious nations that asked about his absence the same story that Bulgaria said to Prussia. Some of them agreed to come see the baby at it`s first birthday, which leads to the event that`s happening in the present.
Suddenly all noise in the room cease as someone no one expectes comes through the door. Vlad looks at the newcomer and tightens his hold on the child. Hungary aproaches Romania with unsure steps and stops when they are face to face. There is a pause before she does anything and everyone  holds their breath, not knowing what will happen next. She takes a deep breath before speaking: “I apologise for my behaviour from the last time we met. May I… hold the baby for a moment? I promise that I won`t do anything to harm her” she says, extending her arms expectantly. The Romanian just looks at her, not believing a word she said, until Gilbert puts an arm on his shoulder, whispering in his ear to give her a chance because she wouldn`t do something bad to an innocent child. Vlad reluctantly hands her the baby and she carefully takes it in her arms. She looks at the little girl`s face while Romania watches her like a hawk, ready to take his daughter in case she does something he doesn`t like.
The child has short black hair and red eyes, having normal teeth unlike Vlad`s long canines. She grabs one of Hungary`s strands of brown hair in her small hands and starts playing with it. Elizaveta smiles sadly. “She`s such a sweet girl. Does she have a name?”
“Ioana”, the Romanian answers shortly.
She looks at the child a little longer before saying in a soft voice so only Vlad and Gilbert could hear: “She has her father`s hair colour”.
Romania stares incredulously, with his mouth slightly open. “How…”
“I have to go” Elizaveta says hurriedly and gives him the baby. “Take good care of her. Goodbye” she adds before turning on her heel and heading towards the door. When the door closes the nations let aut the breath they were holding, thinking that the two usually bickering countries have reached some sort of truce, even if for a short period.
“What was that?” Vlad asks the one near him.
“Don`t worry. She probably said that to confuse you, you know how she is” the Prussian answers, hiding a knowing smile.
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Later that day, most of the nations have left except for Bulgaria who remains with his lover in Bucharest. He watches Vlad kissing their sleepy daughter`s forehead and putting her in the crib. He comes closer to put an arm around the other`s middle and they both watch the child for a while.
“Veneziano seems to like children a lot, maybe we should call him sometimes to babysit Ioana” Romania whispers to Bulgaria.
“Maybe... Isn`t he a bit clumsy?” the other asks.
“Well, most of the times. But he is a very careful person when children are involved. We should give him a chance”.
“Hmm, we`ll think about it later. We could have more time for ourselves that way” Bogdan says with a cunning smile.
“Aren`t we sneaky” Vlad smiles and kisses him on the lips. “You know” he says after breaking the kiss. “We`re doing things backwards: first comes the baby, then love, then marriage”.
Bogdan touches his forehead to the other`s and sighs. “It shouldn`t have been like this”.
Romania gives him another kiss before saying: “What`s done is done. At least we have a beautiful daughter that we would watch growing”.
“Will she be a nation or remain a human?” his lover asks a bit frightful.
“I don`t know. We`ll wait and see how she acts when she gets bigger. Now let`s not think about these things at the moment. How about we go to our bedroom? We still have a few hours before she wakes up” Vlad winks suggestively.

The End