Hanabi to Hana
A/N: It stands for Fireworks and Flowers. This is a dumb plot that doesn't really have a point. It's because I'm all hyper because of the festive fireworks season… it hurts my chest though. With reference to my one-shot story, something2 reason, this story will take place near to it.
Disclaimer: SDK is not mine, bebeh!
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Five months after their marriage, with the baby healthily developing in Yuya's body, Kyo and Yuya stopped by a town to buy some things for the baby in the future. Kyo wasn't happy with letting her walk about with a bundle in her body, the baby's nearly 6 months old and Kyo wished the mule of a woman would think for herself.
"WOW! Look at the stalls!" Yuya hurried to look at one of the stalls that sold molded candy. Kyo hurried to pull her wrist so that she won't trip. Yuya was hurled around to meet with Kyo's body. "HEY!"
"Don't rush with something in you! It belongs to me too." Kyo reminded her with a glare. Yuya slapped him automatically. "NOW WHAT?" Kyo raised his voice even though he knows they were in public.
Yuya stared at her hand that had just offended Kyo. "Uh… reflex… hormones maybe?" Yuya quickly dodged Kyo's hand. "Nope, not twice!"
"Follow me, let's just hurry."
"Aww… but I want a molded candy!" Yuya whined pouting.
Kyo stopped dead in his tracks before turning to his pregnant wife. "Craving?"
"What?"
"Are you craving for it?" Kyo asked her slowly.
Yuya thought for a while before she nodded, slowly. "Yeah, I want it, the baby wants it."
Kyo told her to stay put before he approached the stall. After a few minutes, Kyo came back with a… larger-than-it's-supposed-to-be molded candy. Yuya blinked, confused but took it anyway and popped it in her mouth. She smiled at Kyo and said "Thank you" with her full mouth.
"Well, let's go buy the things."
"Alright!"
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"Well, these are good herbs to 'control' your pregnant hormones. I recommend these if you always have morning sickness…" the medicine peddler told the future parents. Yuya nodded earnestly. "Well? Anything that you want?" she showed more varieties of herbs to her.
"I'd want the thing to control the hormones…" Kyo muttered under his breath.
"Say what?" Yuya happily asked.
"Oh, just buy anything."
"Um… well… I actually don't know what to buy… my morning sickness is not as serious as I thought it would be… about hormones…" she glanced at Kyo and giggled, "I'd want that…"
The medicine peddler laughed lightly. "Want to do a check-up, miss?"
Yuya glanced at Kyo again, getting a nod, Yuya nodded at the peddler. "Okay."
"Okay, okay… sit my dear… let me check your pulses…" the peddler held Yuya's stretched out limb and smiled. "Well, you've been taken care of nicely I see…"
Yuya blushed. "Um… yeah…"
"Hm…" the peddler checked her pulses and sighed. "Hm…" she counted her pulses and then sighed again.
Yuya stared at the peddler worriedly. "Uh… is everything okay?"
"Yes… you and the baby are fine. No worries here… just keep yourself happy."
Yuya stared at the medicine peddler. Noticing that she was staring, she quickly looked away and blushed. "I'm sorry…"
"It's okay… well, is this the father? Married?" she turned to Kyo who was silent. Answered with a nod from Kyo, she continued, "Well, take care of her."
"I've been doing that since I've first met her…" Kyo answered with a hint of amusement. Yuya blushed redder. "Well, she's well taken care of."
"That's good to hear."
"…you must always be by her side so that everything will be balanced out…" the peddler told them. "What I mean by balanced is that… both the mother and the baby will have enough love and care from the father. It's very important."
"I'm good with it."
"Well, if there's nothing else, take care. Do come back when you need more medicine… and when it's near your wife's labor day, come by and I'll take care of her. From the looks of it, you two live faraway from this place, so it's better if you stay over a month before the day, okay?" the peddler gave the young couple a warm smile before giving them their herbs. "Take them daily, you hear me?"
"How daily?" Yuya asked.
"Every time she feels like bashing someone?" Kyo answered.
The peddler smiled and laughed. "Well, yes."
"Oh yeah, any medicine to withstand the pain of contractions?" Yuya quickly asked before she forgot. She heard those hurt a LOT.
"We don't need them now…" Kyo interjected.
"Oh, well, you'd need them later. Best to get it now, no?"
"Well…"
"It's okay, it's on me. If you need more, just come and I'll sell it to you, okay?" the peddler gave them another packet of herbs.
Yuya took it with a very bright smile. "Thank you."
"And oh…what're your names?" the peddler quickly asked. "Well… can't call you people 'people'…"
"Oh, my name is Yuya and this is Kyo."
"Kyo and Yuya eh? It has a nice ring to it… Kyo and Yuya… you can make lots of names from your names…" the peddler told them and it made Yuya blush. "Eh? Thought of names already, Yuya-san?"
Yuya blushed even more. This earned an annoyed grunt from Kyo who turned to the peddler and gave a sigh. "She's thought of them even before marriage… even before being together and all… she's always in love with me…"
Yuya turned to Kyo with a glare. "Oh! I did not!"
"Well… prove it."
"How can I?!"
"Uh… I dunno… prove it or lose it."
"Argh!"
"Now, now… don't want the baby to be sad, no?" the peddler butted in. Both of them flinched. "Well… why don't you get a move on… oh no, wait."
"Hm?"
"There's going to be a fireworks display tonight… for a festival. Why not stay and watch?" the peddler told them. "It's a festival called Crimson Offering… well, just offerings of red flowers to the temples… and no, Yuya dear, not blood. It's just done at these parts… it's a weird festival but still, loads of fun, they say."
"Well… we don't have time-" Kyo began to say but stopped when he saw Yuya's face. His face winced when he saw Yuya's pouting face. "Uh…"
"Kyo… I wanna see!" she whined.
"But we don't have-"
"Or I'll jump on my tummy and kill the baby!" Yuya threatened.
O.O…
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A/N: Oh no! What's Kyo to do? Yuya just used the baby! Oh NO! It's a two-shot! Yay! R&R to know the choice! Well, depends on my mood though.