Disclaimer: Pffft I don't own UtaPri. If I did I would be hunted down by many fangirls.

A/N: Sooo yeah, I had a craving for this story. (A craving?) Anyways, yeah I was thinking about this idea and I was like "I should go through with this, but which character should I use?" Well since Masato already has his own story, he was scratched off the list as was everyone else except Ren and Tokiya. Well this wouldn't be a surprise if the character was Playboy Ren, soooo Tokiya was the lucky winner.^^

Well this is just a teaser chapter and I'll stop my annoying ramble so you can read on (That is if you didn't skip this all together) Enjoy!

Hey Guess What?

It was a normal day at My Voice Agency. Recordings were going on in the music rooms, auditions were being held in the auditorium hall, and business clients were coming in and out. All in all everything was running smoothly, just how Tokiya Ichinose likes. There were no disruptions from his friends or any other inconveniences to distract him from running his music agency. However, if things were running so smoothly, then why has Tokiya not touch the papers he needs to fill out?

For the past three hours, Tokiya has been avoiding calls and any work in order to just sit at his desk with his head in his hands. He was staring intently at his cell phone, which was the medium for the shocking news he just received. Nothing in his life had prepared him for something like this. No amount of training or practice will ever make his feel better about his mistake. He was in a grand amount of crap right now.

Sighing, Tokiya lifted his head and leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. His brain wandered back to that day, checking over every detail. Tokiya, the perfectionist had missed something vital. He hadn't taken into account of what could happen. He didn't even think anything of that day or of that selected moment. Now it seems like the fates are coming to taunt his dreadful thinking in his face.

Tokiya, for once in his twenty-four years of life, could not think of a solution for his current situation. He contemplated on calling Ren, but that thought was quickly shot down. Ren would only make matters worse. The he thought about Masato, but he had a feeling that Masato might just be as bad as Ren, though in the form of lack of help. Sometimes, Masato can be easily shocked and Tokiya doesn't need to the hassle of trying to wake someone out of a stupor. Then there' Syo or maybe Natsuki, but the former of the two is out of the country right now and the latter is a little innocent when it comes to things like Tokiya's situation.

The only one left is….

"Oh Tokiya~" Of course Otoya would bust open Tokiya's office doors just as he is talking about him.

The exuberant red head skipped in the office, holding up this week current magazine. The front cover was not something Tokiya wanted to see right now. It only brought up his crashing life.

Not knowing Tokiya's thoughts, Otoya thrust the magazine in Tokiya's face, giving him an up close view of the photo of Tokiya standing proudly in front of his music agency. "Tokiya this is amazing. You got the front page and the article is really good." Otoya began to flip through the magazine, trying to find the article. "You even mentioned our days back in Saotome, which I thought-"

"Otoya." Tokiya tried to interrupt his younger friend's lively chatter. Every word was like a slap to the face.

"Oh and you mentioned me, but I'm not your rival Tokiya." Otoya continued on, not noticing his friends pained and slightly annoyed expression.

Tokiya sat forward in his chair. "Otoya listen-"

Otoya laughed as he pointed out a sentence from the article. "I like what you said about Syo, very accurate and-"

"I really don't-"

"Then this part about Ren made me laugh so hard-"

Getting frustrated at being ignored and over talked; Tokiya slammed his hands on the desk and stood up, his face nothing but pure anger. "Otoya, be quiet for once!"

The poor red head jumped slightly at his friend's sudden anger, dropping the magazine to the ground. Otoya stared up at Tokiya, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and confusion. He didn't know what he did to make Tokiya angry. "Ah I'm sorry Tokiya." He said in an automatic apology. Usually that helps sooth the dark haired man's temper. Just admit your mistake and apologize, then it will all be over quickly.

Tokiya looked at Otoya scared expression and sighed heavily, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn't mean to take out his anger and frustration on his unknowing friend. "No I'm sorry Otoya." Tokiya said softly, sitting back down in his chair and burying his face in his hands. "It's just I'm not at best today."

Concerned, Otoya tilted his head to the side, frowning a bit. "What's wrong Tokiya? Is it something with the company?" Of course Otoya would ask that first, anything else in life wouldn't bother the levelheaded man this much. To make Tokiya lose control and have a sudden outburst, the reason has to concern the agency he slaved over for years to build. "Ne Tokiya?" Otoya asked again when the said male didn't reply.

Tokiya shook his head as he mumbled something very low under his breath. It was to low and too jumbled for Otoya to hear correctly.

"Tokiya you have to speak louder." Otoya said, leaning down in hopes to hear better. However Tokiya's voice only rose about a notch, still making it difficult for Otoya to make the words out. "I still can't understand. How about you raise your head up?" After a moment, Tokiya raised his head and looked at his friend, who was looking back with a concerned expression. Otoya smiled and sat on the edge of the desk, flooding his hands in his lap. "Now tell me."

Tokiya just stared, building up the courage, and then he just blurted it out, closing his eyes so he wouldn't see Otoya's reaction. He was hoping that Otoya would take it well and that there would be no problem, but…

"Um I think I hear that wrong." Otoya said with a nervous laugh as he scratched the back of his head. "Can you repeat?"

Great, Otoya was going into denial. Nevertheless, Tokiya repeated his exact words, this time looking straight in his friend's eyes to convey that he was dead serious.

There was a moment of silence, in which Otoya just stared at Tokiya with an open mouth. His eyes blinked in time with the passing seconds and Tokiya could just see the gears in his mind begin to turn. Like old practice, Tokiya began to five second count down "5…4….3…2…1"

Otoya shot off the desk and pointed a shaky finger at Tokiya, his eyes wide. He was trying to his hardest to form words, but his mouth just kept opening and closing with a choked sound. Finally, a few words came out, which made Tokiya's dilemma all the more real. "You're going to be a father?"

A/N: I hope you enjoyed and did I surprise you? No? Yes? Maybe? Hahahaha well either way is fine. Sooo yep, that is all for now. I'll probably update this is Half-Moon tomorrow so till then.^^