A long lost father.. And lover.
Disclaimer: Most definitely, not mine. Well, maybe the storyline is, but nothing else.
Warnings: Swearing, mpreg, self hurt(later on).
Story: Shuichi had enough of Yuki, so he walked out. Unbeknownst to Yuki, Shuichi gave birth to a baby girl 8 months later. 15 years into the future, Shuichi lives with his daughter, Hikari, in England.
Notes: Inspired by Another Generation, SetoKaibaWheeler and A feeling never changed, Yukishuii. Those fics gave me great ideas to shape for this. Thanks! I read the manga, so this is based on the manga, not the anime...
Just a few new notices for the update: I'd like to thank you all for your reviews so far, and if you're reading this again, thank you for that. But to Kenzan and Destiny, thankyou for letting me know that I needed to elaborate, and I hope that this version is getting closer to what you believe appropriate. Kenzan, I take no offense, thanks for your advice!
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Chapter one: Father and Daughter.
"Father, we're going to be late for the movie!" A tall girl with dark blonde hair stood at the bottom of a flight of stairs, calling out. She had a lithe figure, thin and graceful, with bright purple eyes and a bright smile. She was smiling at the moment, despite her obvious irritation.
"I know, dear, but I can't find my sock." The voice came from a man standing at the top of the stairs, wearing a shirt, boxers and a single sock. This man was also thin, but shorter than the girl. He had vibrantly purple eyes and messy brown hair. Despite sounding very distressed, he had a very gay look on his face.
Hikari Shindou stamped her foot, flicking her waist-length hair impatiently. "Did you check underneath your rug?" 'Geez, not again.'
"Umm, no.." Shuichi Shindou shook his head then walked through a door into another room. After 30 seconds he yelled, "Aha!"
Hikari shook her head, suppressing her laughter at her father's empty-headedness. How he became a high school teacher, she would never know. "Hurry up Dad! And don't forget to put your pants on!"
In his bedroom, Shuichi looked down and noticed he wasn't wearing any pants. "Oh, man, not something else to look for..."
"Under your desk!" The words drifted from below, where Hikari could no longer control her laughter. "Now, HURRY!"
Eventually, Shuichi was dressed and he came downstairs. "Hikari, you forgot to put your contacts on!" Shuichi's eyes were no longer purple, but a deep chocolate brown. He sighed inwardly, 'she hates those contacts.'
"Why do I have to wear them?" She sighed as well, 'I hate contacts, why can't I show my wonderful eyes that I love to the world?' She ran noisily up the stairs and skidded into the bathroom, then ran to the sink. She quickly applied the sky blue contacts she had chosen to her eyes, then ran out of the bathroom. "Happy, father?"
"Very happy, darling." He kissed her on the forehead, to a cry of disgust, then started walking down the stairs, smiling inanely.
"Urgh! Gross Dad!" Hikari wiped her forehead on her sleeve, then ran down the stairs and began to tackle her father.
Somehow the pair of them made it to the cinema. Unfortunately, they were late. They hurried to the booth and bought tickets, Hikari screaming all the way.
"Dad! You made us late! We're gonna miss the beginning! Oh shit! You're so mean dad!" She ran around in circles, venting off her worry.
"Hikari, calm down, we're not going to miss the movie, and please do not swear."
They walked camly into the movie and took the best seats they could find, which were pretty bad. They watched in silence, enjoying the sad story of a sailor and his fiancee, torn apart by war. As the movie unfolded, they moved closer together, Hikari resting her head on Shuichi's shoulder, the perfect father, and daughter.
After the movie, Shuichi and Hikari walked through the centre to their favourite Japanese restaurant, Tomodachi(A/N don't own them, pity), and sat down for a meal. Both of them ordered raamen, as well as onigiri.
"Hey, Tousan.." Hikari said, chewing on some of her noodles, a pensive look on her face.
Shuichi's hand twitched out of annoyance, and he dropped the noodles he was holding in his chopsticks. "Hikari, please, don't talk with your mouth full, and please don't call me that. We don't live in Japan anymore, so I'd prefer if you called me father." He sighed, wishing his daughter would grow out of her japanese ways, after all, they lived in London now, not Tokyo.
Hikari finished her mouthful, then spoke, a pleading note in her voice. "Father, could I go have a look at the music store? I wanted to see if the new Nittle Grasper CD is out." She smiled at him, willing him to let her.
"I'm not so sure, Hikari, last time I let you go there..." Shuichi teased his daughter, a serious look on his face.
Hikari played along as she always did. "But, da-ad, you hardly ever let me go there!" She started to pout, playfully.
Shuichi laughed heartily. "Of course you can go, Hikari. But I don't think I'll come with you. I'll go to the bookstore instead. Apparently a famous author is doing a signing, and I was thinking that I might know them." Shuichi seemed to radiate his excitement.
Hikari drank the rest of her soup, smiling once she had finished. "With the amount of books you read, Father, it's a sure bet you know 'em." She really believed that sometimes, her father read way too many books. "But are you sure? It's your last chance! Don't you want to check for the new CDs?" Hikari understood why her father didn't want to go to the music store, in fact, she saw the pain in his eyes whenever she blasted her Nittle Grasper music throughout the house, for some reason, she felt sure that something happened in his life, involving music.
Shuichi laughed. "True, and no, I will certainly not accompany you to the music store! Who would want to accompany you?" He stood up and threw his bowl in the bin, hiding the deep feeling of regret he felt. 'I can't even listen to their music without feeling the pain in my heart.'
Hikari laughed boyishly at his joke. "Fine then, I'll go on my own!" She spoke affrontedly, still laughing happily. "I'll see you, Daddy!" She ran off, waving and smiling.
Shuichi smiled at his daughter as she receded into the distance. "Bye, love, meet me at the bookstore!" 'She is the greatest treasure in the world, don't you think?' He thought, face pensive. 'Eiri.' He continued to smile at the figure running past the shops.
A/N And there it is! First chappy! Leave you in suspense! Who will be the author! Only I know! Mwa ha ha ha ha! Review please! I know it's super short!
Yeah, extra notes...
Centre- Shopping centre, australian expression for the american word, 'mall'.
Raamen- Also, just Ramen, it's actually the japanese word for noodles in general.
Onigiri- Rice balls, triangle shaped often. Sometimes have a strip of seaweed wrapped around it.