TITLE- Frickin' Genes
SUMMARY- It has GOT to be Takumi's genes, because Misaki had no other explanation of what she saw her innocent son doing.
PAIRINGS- Motherly Misaki/Tasaki (4 years), Fatherly Takumi/Tasaki (4 years), Some Misaki/Takumi. All/Mikumi (4 years)
RATINGS- T++
GENRE- Humour
The little four-year old Tasaki ran to his Mommy's room, because it was his snack time and he could not wait for a big bowl of milk and cereal.
"Mommy!" he shouted as he pushed the door open, "TUMMY TIME!"
However, his Mommy was not there. The neat and perfectly-made bed was covered with blankets and there was a bowl of oranges on the table.
TUMMY NO LIKE ORANGE! He whined in his mind as he saw them.
Looking around further with his curious and innocent amber eyes, he jumped to the bed to sulk (because nowhere else was that soft and being comfortable when he sulks is a priority!)
After waiting for long, painful ten seconds, he let out a loud sigh, as if his Mommy is just hiding somewhere and would come out on hearing it. (with an extra big bowl of snacks to make up to him, of course! )
Without taking his shoes off, he was literally rolling on the bed the very next minute. No surprise, he knocked off the blanket while rolling – And there it was! The strangest piece of clothing he ever saw.
With curious eyes eying the new personal treasure, he picked up and began examining Misaki's silky black bra.
"What are these?" He tilted his head as he wondered about it.
What were they?
They were clearly not goggles because when he put them around his eyes, he could see nothing.
It was too strange to be a hat either.
It was also not an underwear, because he could imagine his part exposed as it strucks out from between the two cup shaped patches of clothe.
He was wondering if it was some strange muffler, when it slipped his hands and got caught on cloth near his chest.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" He exclaimed as he guessed what it might be," It's a pouch to carry items and wear on chest!"
He then tried to wrap the bra around his chest, and saw that the big, cup shaped patches could act as pockets as he cleverly guessed.
"I can literally put all my stuff in here!" He exclaimed, "My pencil box, my coin and even –" his eyes were caught be the oranges on table.
He took one in his hands, and dropped it down inside one of the cup shaped patch. The orange was held firmly between his shirt and the bra now.
"I can use it to store food!" He gaped. It was the most amazing invention of mankind! He could store loads of cereal in these and eat them when he wants! No more waiting for TUMMY-TIME!
"I wonder why Mommy carries a purse when she has these," he speculated, "She can just put all her stuff in-"
And then it occurred to him, Mommy might be having more of these! More chest-pouches means more snacks!
He immediately jumped off the bed and began rummaging the cupboard. Luckily enough, he saw some beneath a pile of clothes, wrapped in polythene and still new.
Since his search resulted in success, it meant he should celebrate it! And for every four year old kid, it meant a victory dance!
So he jumped onto the bed (because the bed was soft, and being comfortable while celebrating is a priority!), and began jumping up and down as he chanted "YAY! YAY!" for next forty minutes.
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And that's how Misaki and Takumi were greeted by the bizzare sight- Tasaki wearing three bras on his chest while whirling Misaki's favourite one over his head, as he jumped on the bed with his shoes on, shouting "YAY!"
Misaki will have to make the bed again…
"You kid is a quick learner, Takumi," She scoffed
"MY KID? Where is "Mommy's little angel" now?" Takumi retorted as he watched her in shock.
"These genes are definitely yours…" She shrugged off. What else can she expect from Takumi's kids.
"You know…I always wondered why you were so perverted in high school" Misaki said looking at Takumi, "Now looking at your child, it was just early training received in childhood" She raised her eyebrows and sighed, "You and your perverted genes affecting my innocent children…"
"For your info, my sweet daughter is innocent as an angel" Takumi proudly retorted.
(Meanwhile, Mikumi was busy reading some newly discovered fanfictions on fanfiction . net on the tablet Takumi gifted her...
She chosed one of the many fics there.
... the fic was co-incidentally rated M.
Nonetheless to say, her eyes widened and her body flushed at each piece of clothing the couple lost in "action" while her mouth gaped wider in amazement as she inched her face closer, watching the sensuality increasing every line.)
(PS: 4 oneshots to go! End is near~)