A/N: Yay for chapter two!!! Guess what!? We're going to OHAYOCON this weekend!!! Umm...I guess that means if anyone who reads this will be there...Uh...it'd be awesome to meet you or something....That sounds kind of creepy...and we really have no way of you knowing who exactly we are because we were going to cosplay but our other friend (who was supposed to be the main character bailed (ASSHAT MOVE BAILEY)...So...Um... I don't know...If anyone is going message us, cause that'd be super cool! (And we're not creepers. We swear. We're high school seniors....Though...We do creep occasionally [See: Katie stalking Kurogane and Fai cosplayers at Ohayocon 09]) ANYWAYS. Enjoy. Please. ^_^ WAIT!!! Also. Please review and say "Happy Birthday" to Katie!! She is legal on Friday!!!!!
Warnings: Yumiko, hormones, cross-dressing, parents
Disclaimer: SRSLY Christmas. Make it happen.
The Trouble With Foursomes
Chapter 2: Is not of want.
"One of you got my baby brother pregnant." Yumiko set her teacup in its saucer on the coffee table.
"Well--" Oishi started, but was cut off by a sharp sound from the woman.
"Nee-san, be nice please?" Fuji touched her arm lightly.
"You three will take good care of my baby brother and my niece or nephew, or you will learn what sadism really is." Her voice was calm in the way the tensai's was when he was angry. "Understand?"
The other boys nodded.
"Good."
"You know, Nee-san," Fuji said tentatively, "I do hold some of the responsibility here."
"Nonsense."
Well, he hadn't expected that to work anyway.
"When do you plan to tell Mom, Syusuke? And Yuuta?"
Fuji shrugged, smiling. "Soon enough. I know Yuuta won't be happy with me."
"Oh, what can he say about it, he's dating that ridiculous person," Yumiko scoffed. "You don't worry about Yuuta's reaction, Syusuke. Once he gets to see the baby, he'll be completely head over heels for it, regardless of how it came to be."
"Well, let's hope so."
"He will." She smiled knowingly.
"Quit reading into my future, Nee-san!" A band of red spread its way across Fuji's cheeks and nose.
"I was worried about you!" Yumiko practically pulled her brother into her lap as she hugged him again.
"I can take care of myself! You should be worried about Sakuno-chan!" Fuji, still flushing, tried to push away from the hug.
"You're family. You come first, no matter how much I love Sakuno-chan, and, besides, I'm practically your second parent. I can and will worry about you as much as I want."
Oishi looked over at Tezuka, who had spent more time with the Fuji family than he had, though probably not as much as Eiji had, but that was besides the point. Tezuka was more objective than Eiji. Tezuka turned to look at him, feeling the stare, and shrugged at the questioning expression. He understood about as much as Oishi did.
"Ne, Yumiko-san," Eiji said excitedly, "do you want to come shopping with us? We were gonna go out and get some stuff for the baby."
Yumiko smiled. "That sounds lovely, Eiji-kun."
"Nee-san..." Fuji protested, "I don't want you and Mom and all the other girls trying to tell me what to do! I, we, need to do this on our own."
"Syusuke," Yumiko whined, pouting, "I'm not going to try to take over. Don't you think you're overreacting a little?"
"No." The tensai pouted.
"Fuji, maybe it would be helpful--"
"I don't want other opinions."
Yumiko laughed silently, shoulders shaking, as Oishi tried to convince the other boy he did want and need a second opinion.
"Syusuke.." Tezuka warned as the voices rose in anger.
"What?" Fuji snapped.
"No one can tell you how to raise your child, but..." Tezuka stopped and sighed as he could see tears starting to gather in his boyfriend's blue eyes. "What's wrong?" He stood and walked over to kneel in front of the younger Fuji child.
Fuji's lip trembled as he got even more upset.
"Syusuke?"
Fuji stood up and quickly retreated to his bedroom, lock clicking after the door shut.
"Tezuka, you jerk!" Eiji hissed, standing in unison with the captain.
"What exactly have I done now, Kikumaru?"
"You said Chibi wasn't yours!"
"I said no such--"
"Tezuka-kun, by telling Syusuke it was his child, you said that you didn't want any part of it. At least, that's how he will see it. I know you love my little brother, and I've trusted you with him, and you've taken good care of him so far." The woman set her teacup down and stood. "I have to go now. I will talk to you soon, Tezuka-kun." She looked towards the golden pair. "Oishi-kun, Eiji."
"I'll go talk to Fuji," Eiji said, starting down the hall, but Tezuka grabbed his wrist.
"I'll talk to him. It's my fault he thinks I don't..." Tezuka trailed off.
"You'll probably just upset him more," Eiji snapped.
"Eiji!" Oishi scolded. "Don't make Tezuka feel worse than he already does."
"Well, he should feel bad, nya! He keeps acting like the baby's a burden!"
"I don't think that at all," Tezuka said hotly.
"Eiji," Oishi said quietly, "let Tezuka talk to Fuji, okay?"
"But--" Eiji pouted, then sighed. "Fine. But if you make him more sad, I'll never ever forgive you."
Tezuka didn't reply, just pushed past the Golden Pair and went down the hall to the bathroom door. He knocked. "Syusuke?"
"Go away."
"Syusuke, please let me in."
"No. I don't want to talk to you."
Tezuka sighed. "Syusuke, I can always get a screwdriver and take out the doorknob. Or we can do this the easy way."
There were angry footsteps towards the door before it opened. Fuji stuck his head out and growled, "Go. Away."
Tezuka put a hand on the door and wedged his foot between it and the door frame. "Can we talk?"
"No. You've made it quite clear how you feel about the whole situation. Go away." Fuji tried to close the door.
Tezuka ignored the displeasure of his foot and pushed the door open enough to enter, shutting and re-locking it behind him.
Fuji sat on the floor with his knees pulled up to his chest, glaring up at Tezuka. Tezuka sighed and sat next to him, putting his hand lightly on Fuji's knee. Fuji jerked away from him.
"Syusuke, please, listen to me."
Fuji said nothing.
"I do want the baby," Tezuka started, ignoring Fuji's disbelieving snort. "I want to be by your side through the pregnancy, I want to be in the baby's life, and I want more than anything to be its father."
"You are, Mitsu," Fuji said softly. "Why can't you understand that? Whether you're the biological father or not, you're the one who will change its diapers and feed it and rock it to sleep."
"So will Oishi and Kikumaru," Tezuka pointed out.
"So will everyone else at some point or another, but you're his or her dad, Mitsu. You're a dad right now and you will be from now on, no matter what. Even if Eiji or Oishi is the biological father..." He buried his face in his knees.
"Syusuke," Tezuka started, "you know I'm not good at these sorts of things..." He moved to sit in front of the pregnant tensai. "I'm sorry for being so..."
"Stupid? Pig-headed? Selfish? Insensitive?" Fuji filled.
"I'm sorry I'm not able to cope with complicated, life-altering situations like you are."
Fuji snorted.
"I'm serious. You're taking this completely in stride."
"Well it's not like I can do anything about it. I am having a baby, as are you, and maybe Eiji and Oishi, and I can either get upset and panic or I can accept it and make the best of things." Fuji turned his head to the side.
"I'm trying. Like I said, I want the baby to be mine more than anything, and even though I know I'll still be involved, it's... it didn't seem like it would be the same." Tezuka sighed. "It sounds terribly childish, but I don't want to share you or the baby."
Fuji chuckled. "I guarantee that no matter whose the baby is, you'll at least be sharing with Eiji."
Tezuka rolled his eyes. "Anyone within the nine of us who has a baby has to share it with Kikumaru."
"Precisely, so you can't get too mad at him."
"I know, it's just, he's so happy about it, and if it is really his..."
"Eiji will let you spend just as much time with him or her as he does. You really don't give him enough credit sometimes, Mitsu. Eiji is quite perceptive."
"I know."
"Aww!" Fuji cooed, crossing his legs and leaning forward to poke Tezuka's cheek, "Tezuka's scared someone other than me can see right through him. That's so cute."
"Who's being mean now?"
"I'm not being mean. I'm being playful."
Tezuka grunted, not amused, and an awkward silence followed. Fuji pulled his legs back up.
"You know, Mitsu," Fuji said quietly, "I know I might seem sort of disaffected about all of this, but it's not like I wanted this to happen."
"I know that, Syusuke."
"Then don't act like it's my fault."
"I didn't."
"You did. You're being so aloof and calling it my child--it makes me feel awful, and I feel like you're punishing me."
"I'm sorry, Syusuke."
"Did Nee-san leave?"
"Yes."
There was another short silence, and Tezuka carded his hand through his hair..
"Kunimitsu?"
"Yeah?" Tezuka looked up hopefully.
"I'm sorry too."
"Why?"
"Because I'm punishing you too. I 've tried to make you accept this and I know you don't adjust well to... things like this." Fuji looked up at Tezuka guiltily.
Tezuka shook his head. "No, Syusuke, I don't feel like you're punishing me. You have every right to be upset that I haven't fully accepted this yet. You're my fiancé, and I should be supportive of you no matter what. Besides, it's not like you cheated on me... We all knew what we were doing that weekend."
Fuji looked at Tezuka for a moment, then crawled into the former captain's lap. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"And no more of this 'your baby' business, okay? This is our baby, and I don't want to hear you say otherwise."
Tezuka smiled. Fuji smiled back until his stomach growled. The tensai glared down at his abdomen.
"It seems that my fiancé and our baby are hungry, and I'm sure Oishi and Kikumaru are getting anxious. Still feel up to shopping?"
Fuji nodded. "Just give me a minute to wash my face, don't want Eiji to kill you."
Tezuka stood, pulling the pregnant boy with him, and continued to stand pressed against his back with his arms around the soon-to-be-expanding waist as Fuji washed his face. Fuji patted his face dry with a towel, then turned and wrapped his arms around Tezuka's neck, standing on his toes to kiss him.
"Mn... We just ate breakfast, why am I hungry?"
Tezuka shrugged. "You didn't eat much."
"Saa... Do I look as if I've been crying?"
"You look fine."
Fuji frowned, turned around and rubbed at his eyes. "I look like shit."
"You look beautiful." Tezuka murmured against the back of Fuji's neck as he leaned down to kiss it.
"Shut up. I do not." The younger man studied himself in the mirror for a moment. "How embarrassed would you be if I wore girls clothes today while shopping?"
"I wouldn't?"
"Good because I don't think I could stand to go out in public today without makeup. Girls are so lucky. They never have to worry about looking like crap, they can just cover it all up with makeup..." Fuji started muttering to himself.
"That's hardly necessary, Syusuke. You can hardly tell you were crying."
"Mitsu, don't try to make me feel pretty, I don't feel pretty, I'm wearing makeup."
"Okay." Tezuka kissed Fuji's cheek. "Get changed, then. I'll see you in the living room?"
Fuji nodded, and Tezuka slipped out of the bathroom.
"Is Fujiko okay?" Eiji demanded as Tezuka entered the kitchen.
"He's fine," Tezuka replied. "He's changing into girls' clothes... He says he looks terrible because he was crying, and he wants to wear makeup."
Eiji hopped up from the kitchen table and punched Tezuka in the shoulder. "You made him cry, you big jerk?!" Eiji pulled his arm back for another punch, which Tezuka caught sine he was expecting it.
"Eiji! What are you--" Oishi was cut off..
"I deserved that," Tezuka said calmly.
Eiji looked confused, but less angry. "You better have apologized."
"I did," Tezuka sighed, "and I'm sorry I've been so uptight about the whole thing, Kikumaru."
"Eiji?" Fuji had moved into the bedroom after doing his makeup, "What should I wear?"
"Hold on, Fujiko!" Eiji fixed his former captain with a gauging look. "I'm sorry too. I know you're not good at sharing." He smirked and sidestepped Tezuka to help Fuji pick out an outfit.
Oishi gave Tezuka an apologetic look. "You know how Eiji is. He's so protective of Fuji."
"I know. But he's right. And I did deserve it. I haven' t been fair to Syusuke--any of you--since we found out. I've been selfish."
"Ne, Tezuka, don't say that," Oishi said uneasily. "This is definitely harder on you than it is on Eiji or me. If I found out Eiji might be having someone else's baby... I probably would've taken it much worse than you've been."
Tezuka shrugged. "They're both right though. It'll just be harder in the long run if we don't take this in stride now."
"I guess you're right... It's not like we'll win any arguments with them over it anyways." Oishi laughed slightly.
"I feel so much better." Fuji came out of their room, arm linked with his best friend's. He wore a khaki skirt and a white blouse under a red sweater, in the hand that wasn't through Eiji's arm he held a pair of small red ballet flats.
"So, do you just want to shop around at the stores in the mall?" Eiji addressed the group.
Fuji nodded. "That way we can stop by the food court, I'm starving." He rubbed his stomach. "I knew you were going to be a troublemaker," he mumbled affectionately.
--
(One week later)
Tezuka did not want to do this.
He would never keep anything from his parents, of course, especially the fact that they might be getting a grandchild. But it was the "might" part he really didn't want to discuss. Because if he didn't tell them why there was only a thirty-three percent chance the baby was his, they would think Fuji had cheated on him. And discussing his sex life with his parents--especially when it involved something as... wild as a foursome--wasn't exactly something he was comfortable with.
Tezuka's father had never discussed sex with him. Nor had his mother. He'd been mostly unaware of sex in general until he'd started dating Fuji, at which point the only thing his mother said was, "Please, Kunimitsu, please wait until you're married," and his father said, "It'd be nice if you listened to your mother, but you probably won't, so here's a thousand yen. Go stock up on condoms." And, well, that had been that, really.
Needless to say, his parents weren't especially vocal on the issue, and Tezuka had only ever been comfortable talking about it with Fuji--and, more recently, Oishi and Kikumaru.
No, Tezuka did not want to do this, but the hand insistently tugging him up the steps to his childhood house's front door didn't seem to care.
"Coming, Mitsu?"
"Oh, Kunimitsu, Fuji-kun, You're here!" Ayana threw open the door before Fuji could knock. "I just finished making tea! Come in!" The perky woman ushered the young couple in and sat them down in the living room around a coffee table.
"Well," she sat down across from them, "what is it you need to tell me?"
"Ayana-san, I think you may want to ask your husband and Tezuka-san to join us..." Fuji suggested.
Ayana's brows furrowed by she padded softly upstairs to track down the men.
Tezuka paled. He certainly didn't want to discuss his sex life with his grandfather! What if it gave the man a heart attack!? Tezuka didn't even know how old he was, and-- His panicked thoughts stopped as Fuji looked up at him for assurance, letting out a shuddery breath.
As frightened as Tezuka was he managed to intertwine their fingers where their hands met in the small space between them. He leaned over to press a kiss to Fuji's temple and pulled away just as his mother returned with his father and grandfather.
Tezuka looked at his parents and grandfather for a long moment, deciding how best to go about this. He looked at Fuji, who smiled encouragingly, and breathed deeply through his nose. "Mother, Father, Grandfather... Syusuke is pregnant."
Ayana clapped her hands together, face lighting up with joy. "I knew it!" she proclaimed, getting up from her seat and hugging them both. "I'm so happy for you, and to finally be getting a grandchild--"
"Mother," Tezuka said cautiously, "there's something else we need to tell you."
"Oh? What is it, dear?" Ayana sat back down next to her husband.
"I..." Tezuka paused. "A couple months ago... around the time, ah, the baby was conceived, we..." Tezuka closed his eyes. "We spent... a weekend with Oishi and Kikumaru at a cabin in the woods, and..."
"What Mitsu's trying to say," Fuji interrupted, "is that... well, we are teenagers. And teenagers like to... experiment in the bedroom sometimes. And teenagers are also occasionally very irresponsible and don't use protection."
Kuniharu blinked. "What are you saying, Fuji-kun?"
"The baby might not be mine," Tezuka said quickly.
Tezuka didn't ever think he'd seen his family look so dumbstruck in his life.
"Oh..." Ayana's voice was noticeably less perky. "Well...What do you plan to do if it isn't?"
Tezuka caught both questions in her words. He chose not to answer the underlying one. They wouldn't split just so the child could be raised by its biological parents as a couple. The notion was ludicrous. "We have already discussed things with Oishi and Kikumaru and, should either of them be the father, then all four of us will be his or her parents."
"Kunimitsu, isn't that awfully idealistic?" his father asked.
"Well... perhaps," Tezuka said uneasily. "But not any more idealistic than divorced parents remarrying other people. We'll still live separately, of course, and have joint custody of the baby."
His parents still looked doubtful. "Kunimitsu," Ayana said tentatively, "wouldn't it be more practical to--"
"I know what you're thinking, Mother," Tezuka said quietly, "and I'm sorry, but no, I don't think it would be more practical for this child to be raised by two people who don't want to be together. The plan we have now may be a bit dysfunctional, but it's infinitely better than putting our baby in an unhappy household."
"But--" The older couple started at the same time.
"Kunimistu is doing very well, dealing with this so calmly. Don't you think, Kuniharu?" Tezuka's grandfather spoke, "Kunimitsu and Fuji-kun are both responsible young boys who have shown that they can support themselves on their own. I think they will make very good parents."
"But, if it's not Kunimitsu's--"
"You haven't been listening to them, Ayana-chan. Kunimitsu will be a father no matter what." He stood up and patted his grandson's shoulder then slowly exited the room.
"Regardless," Ayana said, "the manner in which this baby came to be doesn't exactly make you two out to be the pinnacle of responsibility."
"Oh, for heaven's sake, Ayana," Kuniharu said exasperatedly. "Kunimitsu is incredibly responsible. Like Fuji-kun said, teenagers are prone to experimentation, but you know the boys. They're being given a huge responsibility in having a baby, and they'll work as hard as they can to do the best they can." Kuniharu smiled at them. "But don't let this happen again."
"Oh, no, sir," Fuji said, shaking his head. "We've learned our lesson. No more orgies--ow, Mitsu, that hurt!"
"Kunimitsu, be nice to Fuji-kun, he's pregnant!" Ayana scolded.
"I just pinched him."
"You're lucky I didn't make any 'pinnacle of perfection' jokes after your mother's comment, Kunimitsu." Fuji smiled to himself as they left the Tezuka household.
Tezuka grunted his displeasure and followed the tensai, who was hopping down the steps merrily.
"Anyways, we're supposed to meet Oishi and Eiji for lunch before we head over to their houses to explain."
"Whose idea was it to do this all in one day?"
"Eiji's, it makes sense though. We need to tell them all and it's better to just get it all done and over with at once."
--
Ayana finished cleaning up the teacups and saucers before she picked up the phone. Waiting for the line to pick up, she wiped her hands on her skirt absent mindedly.
"Hello?" A girl's voice asked.
"Hello, Oishi-chan, is your mother there? It's Ayana."
