The Birth Of Daiki Aomine
He smiles down at the baby in his arms, playing with their fingers, and bopping their nose.
The tall man scans the room, heterochromatic eyes moving quick, in search of danger. He looks back to the baby, who has quieted down and whispers sweet words to the child.
"My prince, I won't let harm come to you."
The door busts open and in waddles the nurse. She spots the man holding the baby and triggers an alarm on her walkie talkie. She speaks but the man doesn't listen as he tries to figure a way out if the nursery. He takes off, full speed, and pushes past the women in scrubs.
He dashes through the halls, baby in hand, and out into the empty parking lot. Slowly catching his breath he realises something is wrong, nobody stopped him on his way out.
His wife had died on the delivery table, and many people around him had suddenly disappeared. The man comes to a complete stop, and pulls the baby from his chest. He looks the infant over, all fingers, no inflictions. The baby was fine. He watched as the baby opened his eyes, a deep blue hue. The man ran his hand over the baby's head, noticing the deep blue colour. The horrifying realisation hit the man, his son is an anime character.
He scream.