That weird kind of feeling

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That afternoon was extremely awkward, I didn't talk to Kara at all, and I kept eating! I think I gained like ten pounds! Kara tried to talk to me a few times and I just ignored him, walking to the bathroom, at least that was the intention, but I ended up on the floor somehow, my head spun and my heart pounded in my ears. "Ichi?!" Kara yelled and pushed through the people crowding me, I felt nauseated and couldn't focus. He carefully elevated my head and I gagged, vomiting over myself. I'm sure that was an attractive look but he didn't leave my side. "Can someone get me tissues or napkins or something?!" He yelled and I leant into his chest, soon just passing out.

I awoke in a room, a motel room I think, Kara was sitting on the edge of my bed head in his hands, a bucket on a stool. I coughed slightly and felt a roll of nausea hit me, I gagged and Kara spun to put the bucket in front of me, I vomited into the bucket and my stomach ached for more food. Kara carefully caressed my cheek. "You awake this time?"

"I think.." I mumbled. I vaguely remember waking up a few times to vomit, the time was a blur.

"I'll go clean this out for you, take small sips of the water beside you... don't gulp it down for the love of god..." he went and washed out the bucket, I took the smallest sip of water I could and laid back down, hugging my sore stomach. All my muscles ached and I wanted rest more then ever. But my mind seemed to think food was the main priority.

"How long was I out of it?" I croaked out leaning against the wall, I wanted to know how much time I lost. I closed my eyes and waited for the reply which was delayed.

"Ichi... you've been vomiting for three days... I've tried to give you soup to get some nutrients into you but you won't keep it down..." he walked out looking exaughsted and worried as all hell. "I carried you off the train and bought you here and cleaned you up and put you in my shirt and a clean pair of underwear since you coated yourself in vomit..."

"Sorry..." I mumbled and he came over to me, running a hand through my hair. "Can I have food?" I asked. "I'm really hungry for tuna..." I smile slightly and he smiled back and nodded.

"Ok I'll go get you a tuna roll... bucket is here if you can't make it to the toilet..." I nod and he kissed my forehead which confused me slightly but I just allowed myself to enjoy it. "I'll be back don't answer the door to anyone..."

"I know... see you soon..." I mumbled and he left after that with his Wallet.

I sat up and grabbed the book out of my bag, looking through it until I came to the chapter I wanted. It clicked in my mind not long after I vomited. I looked at the page and read over it.

Conception, a werecat can get pregnant if he or she is of either gender and if the date Is exactly five days before their heat begins. If the were cats gender is male the chances of conception are a lot more slim and it could be down to the moment. Regular pregnancy signs will show but they can be more viscous and painful. The pregnancy will last for the nine months a human woman would have to last.

I stared at the book and jumped up, running out the door with the room key to the nearest pharmacist, which was thank the moon next door. I had twenty bucks on me and I just prayed it would be enough. I grabbed one and went back to the motel, sneaking back inside and locking the door before locking myself in the bathroom. My heart thudded as I followed the directions and I sat on the toilet lid, the pregnancy test on the counter. I heard it beep and the front door open.

"Ichi?"

I walked to the counter and picked up the test.

"Ichi you ok?"

Kara banged on the door as I read the result and it slipped out of my hands.

"Ichi?"

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