Hello everyone! It's Fagan and...MikuLover! Hello!

ML: We've decided to write a story together, since we share similar interests and we've become buddies!

F: Yes, buddies indeed.

ML: This story contains yaoi and mpreg, so if you don't like that stuff, I suggest you click the back button now.

F: The pairings in this story are Luke/Clive as a main couple, a bit of one-sided Luke/Professor, and then some Luke and Flora friendship.

ML: Oh yeah! I know Fagan doesn't like cuss words, but there are a few in this series. Nothing serious though.

ML & F: Enjoy!~

~Chapter 1~

"Luke, are you sure you're alright in there?" Professor Layton asked suspiciously, knocking on the bathroom door. Luke Triton, who was currently curled into a little ball in front of the toilet, tried to smile.

"Y-yes professor, I'm alright." he moaned, gripping his stomach as another wave of nausea hit him. "Ugh..." suddenly, he flew upwards and threw up, groaning again as the nausea only seemed to get worse.

"Are you sure? Because that certainly doesn't sound 'alright' to me." Luke grit his teeth and sunk to the floor again, feeling as though he were riding a roller coaster rather than lying on cold tile. "Do you want me to come in?" Luke's eyes widened.

"No no! I'm alright, I told you! I just...I don't know, something didn't agree with me at dinner last night." Layton smiled slightly; he knew exactly what Luke meant.

"Well then, I'll leave you alone, but do me a favor and don't mention this to Flora. You know how...well, you know." Luke would've laughed if it weren't for the excruciating pain in his lower gut. He waited until he heard Layton's footsteps fade away, and then, when he was certain he was gone, Luke gasped in pain and screwed his eyes shut, breathing shallowly.

"God, I'm dying!" the door knob clicked, and the bathroom door swung open to reveal Flora Reinhold, dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans, her hair pulled back into it's usual ponytail. She smirked slightly at the sight of her best friend, curled up in agony on the floor.

"Yeah, sure. My cooking didn't agree with you." Luke glared at her.

"Oh, shut up! You wouldn't be laughing if you felt like this!" he moaned, throwing up yet again. Flora's smirk widened, and as she closed the door and locked it, she knelt down by her friend.

"Did you hear me laugh? All I said was I don't believe you when you say you just ate something bad. You don't throw up like this just from eating something bad. Plus, isn't this, like, the fifth time you've thrown up this week?" Luke rolled his eyes.

"So?"

"So I'm saying it's not normal to throw up every morning for a week straight!" she did laugh now, and Luke glared even harder at her.

"I hate you sometimes, y'know that?" he retched again, and Flora rubbed his back as he dry-heaved into the porcelain bowl.

"Maybe we should take you to a doctor Luke. Or at least give you the day off school." she said, in a serious voice for a change.

"No, that's not necessary, because I'm fine! Why won't you or the professor believe me?" she shrugged.

"Oh, I dunno, I guess because you've been violently ill for the past five days!" she chuckled. Luke's stomach finally eased up a bit, and Luke found he could sit up now.

"Oh god..." he moaned, wiping his mouth and leaning against the wall of the bathroom, still breathing strangely. "Eew." Flora laughed.

"You're so gay." Luke glared again.

"I prefer the term homosexual. And shut up, the professor doesn't know that I am!" Flora stopped laughing.

"Wait...let me get this straight. You've been dating a eighteen-year-old dude for seven months, and you haven't told the professor yet?" I shook my head. "Remind me again why this was a good idea, Luke?"

"I don't know, but I'm only fourteen! The professor would freak out if he knew!"

"So...instead of just waiting until you get older, you decided to sneak around with Clive?" Luke grit his teeth again and clutched his stomach.

"Shut up, okay? I know it wasn't my best idea, but it definitely wasn't my worst." Luke stood and staggered to the mirror, splashing his clammy and sweaty face with cool water. Flora sighed as she leaned against the counted and watched him closely.

"You're something else, you know that?"

"Yeah. I do, actually."

F: The first chapter has now been completed.

ML: Yay! I'm so excited!

F: Please review, favorite, or follow. Check out MikuLover's stories and my own.

Sincerely,

Fagan/SausageMahoney98 and MikuLover~