Hi! This is my first fic I posted so please don't judge too harshly ehh. I was inspired by Exhile87's fic Sad Eyes. Please give it a read if you haven't, It's really good. ^-^ Mitsuru Kirijo and Akihiko Sanada do not belong to me, they belong to Atlus :/ If there are any grammar/spelling mistakes that I missed, I'm sorry!
It has been a month since that night. Since I found out whom I was, who I wanted to be. It had been years since I last seen him. During our adolescence, we were completely and utterly in love with each other. I loved him, adored him, but we had to face reality. We couldn't have been together. I, with my arranged marriage, and then my father's passing. I had to take on all the responsibilities of the Kirijo Group on my own. We went our separate ways and it was arduous for me to get over that. When I saw him last month, I thought I was over him. But once I saw his warm smile, and the way he lit up when I said his name, I lost myself again. We had spent that week together, reminiscing over old times, talking about things we were getting into now.
"So, what has been going on lately, Mitsuru?"
I sat down next to him on the couch and I arranged myself so that I could look at him.
"Well, you know, I've been very busy with the group, and I've traveled to a lot of different places. For business purposes, of course."
"Have you been to France? I remember you always talking about how you wanted to go there."
"Oh, yes, I have. I wasn't able to do any sight-seeing though."
"Oh, well, that's too bad. How is your husband?" I felt myself tighten at the question. Akihiko and I had moved closer to each other from the beginning of the conversation, and the way he looked at me made me forget about me ever being married to someone who wasn't him.
"Oh, um, he is back at home. He had just gotten back from business when I left for here. How have you been, Akihiko? I want to know about you."
He groaned at the thought of talking about himself. "Well, I was going to college on scholarship, but I had to drop out because I wasn't able to pay when I ran out of money. I work at a store now, you know, stocking inventory and clerking and stuff like that." I began to feel butterflies in my stomach as I brought myself to ask him what I really wanted to.
"Have you met anyone, Akihiko?" He laughed a little nervously at my question. "Uh, well, you know," He ran his hand through his hair, down his neck. "I've met some girls, but you know, it was never more than a one-time thing. I mean, I did have a girlfriend, and I did fall in love with her, after a while, but it turned out she was cheating on me since we started dating." "Oh, I'm sorry." "No, no it's fine." He reached towards me and touched my face. I guess I looked a bit uncomfortable, because he withdrew his hand. I checked the time on my phone. "I really should get going." I said a little sluggishly. I didn't want him to think I was running away, which I probably was. I didn't want to hurt him. "Oh right." The evening had drawn quickly, and it was time for me to go. I had picked up my things and he escorted me to the door where we said our goodbyes.
"It was nice seeing you, Akihiko."
"Yeah, it really was. I hope to see you again soon."
"Yeah, I'm not really sure when I'll be back in Iwatodai…"
"Well, that's ok, I guess."
I smiled and left through the door. What was I doing? I can't just walk away like this. I turned around, and knocked back on his door. He immediately swung the door open and pulled me into him. I shouldn't be doing this, I had thought, I'm married. But the way I felt in that moment, the way he was able to pull all my walls down with just one glance, I couldn't walk away again. We stumbled up to his room, his arms strong against my waist. After a few minutes, we were fully unclothed, in his bed. I told him that it was okay this time; I didn't need any protection from him. He had taken me, weary at first, but I reassured him. We made love that night. That next morning, it hurt me so much to know that in a couple hours, I would be on a plane, leaving him. But it had to be done. How would he feel, when he woke up that morning, to see that I wasn't there? I couldn't be what he needed. I couldn't be a flexible girlfriend that he could text every time something upset him, or we could go on dates every Friday. I had responsibilities. Way more than any 24 year old should have. But this was my life, my fate.
And here I am now. My menstruation had come late this month, and I have been feeling sick for the last couple weeks. I had informed my husband of this, to which he said "Well, go to the doctors and see what's wrong with you. We have a very important business meeting coming up and you need to be there. " I finally came to the conclusion of what I must do this morning. I'm in my bathroom, pacing around, and waiting for a little stick to tell me my fate. What would I do, if I was pregnant with Akihiko's child? Nothing filled me with more content than knowing that I would carry the offspring of my one true love. But I wasn't married to him. I was married to someone else. And if he were to find out, if the public was to find out, that I had cheated and been impregnated by someone who wasn't my husband, It would be the end of me and the Kirijo group. I walked to the counter, and turned the pregnancy test over to see the results. There it was.
A little, pink positive plus sign.
Thank you for reading! Still deciding on whether to make a chapter 2 or not... Thank you to Liz for helping me out with this!