Yours, Mine and Ours

Author: Kanata Saionji

Genre: Romance/Family/Drama

Summary: Kanata Saionji, the only son of a multi-millionaire, issuccessful in all aspects. He is highly qualified and is the heart-throb for many women. But also, he is in trouble… loads and loads of trouble. Read and review…

Disclaimer: The characters belong solely to whosoever created them. But "Yours, Mine and Ours" belongs to the author in the general pattern. Thank you. And this is not an adaptation of the movie!!!

The music in the discotheque was more than he could take. It was his first time there and he started to hate it already. His auburn irises rolled in frustration as he saw his friends order what he could assume as a month's worth of alcohol. Having tasted nothing but dinner-wine before this, the brunet found it hard to sit comfortably in his chair, as their ordered drinks arrived.

He looked at his watch irritably. It flashed 2300. He sighed lightly. In one hour he would be twenty-five and the one person he wants to be with has no time for him. He took out his mobile again and called his father for the nth time that day.

"Pick up, dad…" he chanted under his breath as his friends started filling their glasses.

"The subscriber you're trying to call is currently busy. Please try again later…"

He dropped his phone in frustration to the floor and picked up his glass and finished it in a gulp. He slammed his glass back on the table much to the amazement and shock of his friends. Never before had they seen their best friend drink.

"Refill…" he muttered, cocking his eyebrows.

They obeyed seeing as it was his money they were devouring. He closed his auburn orbs tightly and titled his head back as he drank his second glass of vodka.

Hatred as he had felt never before surged through his body, multiplied manifold by the alcohol. He had never hated his dad as much as he did that very moment.

Through his fifth glass, everything seemed a little blurred. He got to his feet, unsteadily and walked over to the dance floor. His auburn orbs were a little unfocussed and he was only lightly aware of bodies colliding onto him in the name of reckless drinking and dancing.

He was halfway through the crowd when he bumped into someone. She turned, her long blonde hair, moving as though a sudden breeze blew through the hall.

Even under the state he was currently in, he could make out that she was someone who doesn't belong there. Her emerald eyes looked a little puffed and she was completely flushed, as though she had too much to drink as well. She sniffed lightly as though she had been crying and was about to turn away when he moved in a flash of a movement and stopped her from turning.

She looked at him a little confused and he asked, "A dance…?"

She frowned and then before she even responded, he slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her close. She flinched. He might have too if he had been hugged by a stranger. But he had completely no idea why he was suddenly attracted to this blonde.

After a few seconds, he felt her hand wrap around his neck. He felt her breath fall on his cold neck and he felt blood rise throughout his body. It was his first time ever with a girl and that girl turned out to be a stranger.

He hugged her closer to him and suddenly he felt all his anger and frustration towards his dad ebb away. The music, though still loud enough to break his earlobe, suddenly seemed too light. It almost sounded as a melody as he held on to this blonde.

He pulled away lightly and looked into her face.

"Kanata Saionji…"

She looked at him a little confused and then said, "s-so…?"

"I'm Kanata…" he rephrased, his voice sounded too husky.

"Oh…" she said and then with a small smile replied, "Miyu Kouzuki…"

"Nice to meet you Miyu…" he said with a smile and closed the distance between their lips.

His auburn orbs were closed lightly and he hugged her closer. Her emerald irises, first wide with shock, started to close as well as she pulled him closer and Kanata could unconsciously hear his watch beep signaling that it was midnight.

Chapter 1

Reminiscence

Eighty days later…

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Kanata woke up in panic and shock as his alarm went off. He looked at the time and pushed his hand into his brunet locks and closed his eyes in frustration. He got out of his master bed and pushed his feet into his slippers and walked to his bathroom, yawning.

After a quick shower, he pulled into a royal-black suit over his silky-blue shirt. He sensed it was going to be a tiring day after a quick look at his agenda. So, he dropped his tie and undid the top button of his shirt. He didn't bother to comb his handsome locks of brunet hair and putting on his Wednesday shining black shoes, he walked out of his room, putting on his shades while closing his door.

"Good Morning Mr. Saionji," greeted his graying French-butler, the moment Kanata stepped out his room.

"Hn," muttered Kanata and walked right past him without another word. But the old butler caught up to him and continued.

"Your breakfast is ready sir…" he continued, with every step, "if you would…"

He was walking through the main hall when the butler continued, "shall we deliver it to your office, sir…?"

The two security guards opened the beautiful doors to his mansion as he walked out with his butler tailing him going, "sir…"

He stepped into his Mercedes and closed the door with a snap and muttered, "what are you waiting for…? To the office…"

The butler sighed as he saw his master leave the mansion grounds in his Mercedes. He walked to the doors and one of the security guards smirked and said, "Everyday… the same routine…"

"Yes," said the butler with a frown, "but he never listens…"

"Better not tell this to his face…" warned the other guard.

"Yea…" agreed the first guard, "Mr. Saionji has a nasty temper sometimes…"

"If only his mother were here…" the butler sighed, "at least his father could've been here to take care of the lad…"

The guards were silent to this statement. The butler had been in the family even when the late Mrs. Saionji had been around. So, he knew more about their present master since he had been around even before the brunet lad was born.

The butler shook his head lightly going, "I just wish that he could be happy…"

One hour later

"Completely useless!" exclaimed Kanata as he dropped a file on the conference table with anger surging in his auburn eyes, "total load of crap…! Am I not paying you all…? What have you to show for it…?"

"But sir…" started a raven-haired in a timid voice, "there was a problem…"

"I don't need any excuses!" he exclaimed, with so much force that she almost cringed in her chair.

In all in, it had been a bad day for the Research Department of the Saionji Group of Companies, Main Brach (Tokyo Division). The Managing Director and owner of the company, twenty-five-year-old Kanata Saionji was the most feared man in the entire twenty-storey building.

After another one hour of shouting at them, Kanata left the conference hall, with his secretary tailing right behind him. As soon as he was out of ear-shot, everybody breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hate it when his temper breaks out like that," said a plump guy in his early forties, wiping sweat off his forehead, despite the fact that the hall was centrally air conditioned.

"I can never believe that with such good looks someone can be so mean," said a beautiful looking brunet, her blue eyes twinkling, "I wonder what he's like in—"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Yuki," said a wizened old man, who looked calm and serene, "Mr. Saionji does not like you talking stuff like that, remember…"

Yuki rolled her eyes and didn't respond.

A few doors away, the brunet opened the door to his office with such rage that his secretary was a little afraid that the door might infringe. He walked into his office and dropped on his revolving cushion chair and leaning back, closed his eyes, but not relaxing.

His raven-haired secretary looked at him a little uneasily as she was not sure whether he was still angry or not.

Then suddenly his intercom beeped. He didn't open his eyes but his eyebrows furrowed in frustration. She picked it up at once and said, "Kanata Saionji's office…"

She frowned and then nodded her head.

She glanced at Kanata a little fearfully and then said into the receiver, "he can't see anyone right now… maybe after an hour or so, perhaps…?"

Hearing this, Kanata relaxed. Yes, he needed some rest. Last night, all of his dreams were fully on the one night he had lost control and had too much to drink. He had crossed all of his principles and had too much to drink. If that was not enough, he had actually spent the night with a blonde. His sanctity had been lost forever.

He closed his eyes and screwed his memory to remember what had happened. He remembered waking up in a motel a little close to the nightclub where he had thrown a party for his friends on the last night of him being twenty-four, with a heavy head. Only then, had he realized that he had been there with the blonde whom he had kissed at the club. But she had left even before he had woken up. But amazingly, none of his belongings were missing.

So, this blonde had not been a thief or even a slut. She must have been a normal woman in this busy town, with a bad day.

He sighed, with no apparent reason.

He had a lot of work to do. He had no time to brood over some blonde he hooked up with on his birthday.

Six hours later

Kanata finally closed the last file on his table. He sighed in relief as he thought about the warm bed in his mansion and how welcoming just a glass of water would be if he could relax and rest.

He got up from his seat and then pulled his coat off of his seat when his secretary knocked on his door.

"Come in…" muttered Kanata, curtly.

She came in and said, "There's been someone to see you since this morning sir…"

"Ask them to come tomorrow…" said Kanata as he put on his coat and fixed his shirt absent-mindedly.

"I already tried telling her that sir," reasoned the secretary, shrugging, "but she wants to see you sir…"

"I don't have time for this," said Kanata, irritably as he walked over to the door.

"But she's been waiting for seven hours now, sir…" said the secretary, uneasily.

Kanata stopped dead.

"What does she want?" asked Kanata, almost lazily.

"She wants to talk to you, sir…"

"Name…?"

"Er… ya… Kouzuki…" said the secretary, "Miyu Kouzuki…"

Kanata frowned, thinking. Miyu… Miyu Kouzuki…

"Kanata Saionji…"

She looked at him a little confused and then said, "s-so…?"

"I'm Kanata…" he rephrased, his voice sounded too husky.

"Oh…" she said and then with a small smile replied, "Miyu Kouzuki…"

"Nice to meet you Miyu…" he said with a smile and closed the distance between their lips.

"Shit!" muttered Kanata under his breath.

After a quick thought, he turned to his secretary and said, "Ask her to come up here…"

The secretary looked a little confused as he slipped off his coat and dropped to his seat again in frustration.

"Y-yes sir…"

In the few minutes that took for the secretary to escort the blonde who had been haunting his dreams. He closed his eyes and wondered what she might want with him.

He didn't want to think about it and decided to wait and hear it from herself.

He closed his eyes and massaged his temples when he heard the soft knock on his door. He muttered, "Come in…" without looking up.

"Erm…?"

Her voice broke his stance and despite himself he looked up. And there she stood, fidgeting lightly and completely crimson in her face. All the anger and frustration he had felt a few minutes ago seemed to melt away for some unknown reason just like back at the club a few months ago.

"Sit down…" he said, curtly.

She sat down, a little uncomfortably. Her emerald orbs were fixed on her lap and he could make out her hands cringing together in uneasiness.

"Er-.." started Kanata, unable to start the conversation, "you want anything to drink…?"

"Um…" she said, fidgeting again, her hair almost covering her face.

Kanata found it hard to keep his patience. He was not used to getting replies like this. All or nothing was always his policy. This blonde was testing his nerves.

"Well…?" he asked, almost irritably.

"I'm s-sorry for in-intruding like t-this…" she said at once and Kanata sensed waterfalls.

Kanata clenched his teeth to stop himself from shouting.

"What do you want…?" he asked and he wished at once he had been a little less rude.

The blonde shuddered and tears formed at her emerald orbs at once. He bit his lower lip and was about to open his mouth to apologize when she got to her feet.

He got to his feet as well.

"I'm pregnant with you're your child Mr. Saionji," she said firmly, tears rolling down her cheek.

Kanata jaw-dropped and his auburn orbs opened wide. His heart almost stopped and he knew for sure that his world stopped at that very moment.

End Chapter 1

A/N: Hey guys! How was the first chapter? I tried out a new genre with this and I was inspired to write this one after finishing "Because I love her". Don't forget to review. And if it's a little too much for y'all, I'll delete it right away.

Now, for today's thought:

"Loneliness is a nice feeling, beyond words, when we choose it ourselves. But it's horrible when others make us choose it"