Grapefruit Stew
by: UnicornPammy
A/N: Just a weenie little bit of nothing. I thought it was going to be a lot more, but what more is there to say? Hope y'all enjoy.
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I swirl my hand through the water, mixing up the grapefruit soup. Not prepared for the way my chest tightens as I imagine Nobu sinking into the tub, remembering the slim, lean beauty of his body. I am Takumi's wife, I am Satsuke's mother. Nobu isn't part of who I am, not anymore. Maybe at one point we were lovers, but now...
"What are you doing?"
Flustered, I turn, pasting a smile on my face. Hoping he doesn't notice how caught up I was in the past. How much I want to...cry. I am confusing myself. Why do I want to cry?
He kneels by the tub, catching my wrist. I notice him staring at my wedding bands, see the wordless longing in his eyes, and the question I can't answer. In my heart it still feels right, but if I say it out loud, it sounds...foolish.
I want to tell him. I want to fall to my knees and hold him, and tell him that I did it for him. I belong to Takumi now because Nobu wasn't ready. He wasn't ready to be a father, especially not to a baby that wasn't even his. I did it for him.
So why do I feel so selfish?
The moment passes, and once again I am Takumi's wife, I am Satsuke's mother. I like my life, I like who I am, I love my family.
And Nobu...
Nobu still loves me.
The Demon Lord is so cruel.