A/N- I have no idea how I came up with this story, but one day, I was sitting in front of the computer...and -POP- this idea just suddenly came to mind.
Disclaimer-PoT and everything in it does not belong to me--it belongs to Takeshi Konomi
BTW. I was reading over this story, and there was one part where I didn't know if I should keep or not. But, it's good to take risks, so I just kept it in there. Just wanted you to know that if there is one part that sounds awfully awkward, it's because of that risk.
"Ryoma-kun." Sakuno said weakly. She had invited him to come over for dinner. Oba-san didn't mind, and plus, she wanted, no, needed, to tell him something.
"Yeah?" Ryoma replied. He noticed that Sakuno didn't look like herself. Her complexion was abnormally pale. He didn't know if it was because she was sick or just plain tired, but he did know that Sakuno's face color was never white. The lightest shade it has ever gotten was maybe pink. But never white.
"I-I'm pregnant." Sakuno breathed. She tried to smile and look happy. Unfortunately, her muscles refused to respond, and she was left with a frown on her always happy lips.
Truthfully, she didn't mind bearing Ryoma's child. But she was afraid. Afraid that Ryoma would mind and just toss her aside. They've already been dating for quite a while, but Sakuno still didn't know how Ryoma would react towards this responsibility.
Ryoma gasped, unable to maintain his cool composure. "Y-You're pregnant?"
Sakuno merely nodded.
"Since when?" Ryoma questioned, barely believing a word Sakuno was saying.
"Since three nights ago." Sakuno whispered.
Ryoma remembered 'three nights ago.' "But we were careful. And we even--"
He was interrupted by the sudden thrust of a body onto his chest.
Sakuno squeezed Ryoma tightly as her hot tears began to dampen his right shoulder.
"R-Ryoma-kun… I al-already checked and re-checked. I-I even asked the doctors. I'm r-really pr-pregnant." Sakuno began to tremble slightly.
"We're only eighteen." Ryoma managed to choke out, reminding Sakuno of even more reason to cry.
Bad timing.
Then he wrapped his arms around Sakuno and pulled her closer. "But don't worry. We'll figure it out."
Sakuno looked up from her tear-stained face. "Y-yeah."
Ryoma smiled. "Just remember that I love you. We'll pull through this."
Ryoma kissed Sakuno's forehead, hoping to make her feel better.
"I love you too, Ryoma-kun. B-but I'm scared. Whats oba-san going to say?" Sakuno sniffled.
Ryoma shivered. Just the thought of telling the old woman that he got her granddaughter pregnant gave him the creeps.
"It's okay. She'll understand." Ryoma coaxed. I hope.
"And," he continued, "before that time comes, do you want to practice the speech?"
"Yeah.. I guess." Sakuno smiled.
"Okay, I'll be Ryuuzaki-sensei, and you pretend to be telling me about… that." Ryoma suggested.
"Alright. Ano… Ry-- err.. Oba-san. I first want to thank you for taking care of me in place of my parents. Through these years, you've always been there for me and I'm really sorry for being such a nuisance. And I--"
"Woah. Woah." Ryoma cut Sakuno off. "Your not a nuisance! Try something a little less harsh on yourself." Ryoma shook his head, "Sometimes your just too modest."
And yet, I find myself falling in even more love with you over and over again.
Sakuno frowned. "Okay, then how about… Oba-san, I really love you. Your like my mother and I don't know what I would do without you. I know what I'm about to tell you might totally ruin this relationship we have, but I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me, beforehand. You see-- what I'm trying to say is that, I'm--"
"Tell me what?" Ryuuzaki-sensei walked in to Sakuno's bedroom. Her hair hung loosely from a ponytail. An oil splattered apron wrapped around her old, but muscular body. "And, by the way, dinners ready."
Sakuno and Ryoma just stared blankly at the woman. Neither of them uttered a sound.
"What?" Sumire asked, confused at why Ryoma and Sakuno looked so shocked. "Am I interrupting something? I just came up to tell you guys dinners ready and I heard my name."
"I-- we're-- ano…." Sakuno stuttered.
Ryoma nudged Sakuno's arm with his elbow. Then he reached down and squeezed her sweaty palms.
I'm with you. he whispered softly.
Sakuno took a deep deep breath, and mustered up all the courage she still had left in her, and smiled at her grandma. "Oba-san… I-I'm pregnant."
Sumire's eyes widened to the size of tennis balls. She hadn't expected this. No, not from her granddaughter, who had always been so innocent and caring. Hell, she didn't even know Sakuno was even capable of having sex, especially not with Ryoma. However, Sumire also realized that maybe it was time for Sakuno to finally climb out of her shell and be a little more open to life. On the other hand, maybe being pregnant at the age of sixteen was a little bit too open. But on the other other hand, wait, there were no other hands.
"Ryuuzaki-sensei. I promise to take care of her, honest." Ryoma finally spoke up, breaking the nervous atmosphere that was filling up the room.
"I'm so sorry." Sakuno ran over to her stunned grandma, and held on to her tightly.
Sumire, not being the type to cry, just inhaled and exhaled, calming down the blood surging through her veins. She managed to force out a tiny smile and said through clenched teeth, "What do you two plan to do?"
"We don't know yet," Ryoma sighed. "But we just want you to support us. That's all we ask."
Sakuno backed away from her grandma. "Please don't be angry." Her back fell into Ryoma's hard abdomen and leaned into his chest. Ryoma wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her head, breathing in her sweet aroma.
Sumire stared at the two lovebirds as they smiled at each other. She couldn't stand breaking them apart and just the sight of seeing her granddaughter so happy softened her angry heart. Sumire recalled her marriage, which, by the way, ended up in a divorce. She wasn't the type to believe in love, yet, she remembered how happy she was with her ex-husband. She didn't know why, but for some reason, the very image of Sakuno and Ryoma reminded her of how her husband used to hold her and how enjoyable those four years of marriage were.
Sumire continued to think about her lost love life, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Sakuno and Ryoma deserved a chance. She would hate to see Sakuno go through any more depression, like the time when her parents died in a car accident. And the time when her dog was smashed into smithereens by a train. And the time when she lost her mother's watch because some girl stole it. And the time when a boy put a spider in her hair, causing her to walk around with a bald spot for a few months. And the time when some bullies at school kept tugging onto her braids, until finally, she was forced to chop them off. And the time---- Sumire could go on and on with the list of all the reasons that made Sakuno cry.
Then, a thought popped into her brain. After Ryoma had started to date Sakuno, she never saw Sakuno frowning nor crying ever again. It was like a miracle. Like Jesus had stepped into Sakuno's life and saved her from death or something. Ryoma had given Sakuno peace, happiness, and love. Sumire respected that and finally, with some other minor thoughts, she gave in.
"So, got any names on your mind?" Sumire asked.
Sakuno leapt out of Ryoma's arms and ran to her grandma. "ARIGATOU!!! I love you soo much!!!"
Ryoma walked over to Sumire and muttered a "sank you."
Sumire whispered into Ryoma's ear, "If anything harmful happens to Sakuno, you're dealing with me."
Ryoma smirked and grabbed Sakuno's arm. He tugged her towards him and caught her lips with his own.
Blushing, Sakuno held on to Ryoma, even though she knew her grandma was watching them.
Sumire let a light chuckle and headed downstairs to the kitchen. "Hurry up! The dinners getting cold."
Slowly, Ryoma and Sakuno separated and looked into each other's excited eyes.
"I can't believe we're going to be parents in nine months!" Sakuno squealed.
Ryoma smiled and ran a finger through her silky auburn hair. "Does that mean we'll be getting married?" he asked slyly.
Sakuno blushed. "I-I guess."
"Good." Ryoma replied and gave Sakuno a quick kiss, before lifting her up into is arms.
In nine months… I won't be able to do this anymore. Ryoma thought, as he carried Sakuno down the stairs.
A/N- Yay!! Sakunos finally pregnant. -does a few backflips and cartwheels-
If any of you discovered that "risk" part... please feel free to make some revisions of your own and I promise to change it.
If you didn't feel like it was awkward.. then that means my risk payed off.
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