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Choosing the Right Fit

The car ride home was long and quiet. Christine and Kanata had taken a cab to their hotel, deciding that that would probably be a better choice after watching Miyu's pretty face deform into something that looked like a mixture of a smile and recoil at the sight of the brunet. Miyu tapped her thumbs against the steering wheel to the beat of the song that was playing softly over the radio. Glancing into her rearview window, she looked at her humming 7 year old daughter. How long before he figured it out? She looked just like him. The tapping stopped suddenly as Miyu clenched the steering wheel, making her knuckles turn white with the lack of circulation. Kanata was a smart guy. He would notice. She had done a pretty decent job deceiving Chris about her parentage years ago, but the older Miu got, the more she looked like Kanata. Taking a deep breath, she propped her elbow up on her car door and rubbed her temple.

"Mom! Mommy!"

The sound of Miu's voice jolted Miyu out of her rather disturbing thoughts. Putting her hand back on the wheel, she glanced into the rearview once more. Miu was smiling, like she usually was, but she had a strange look on her face that Miyu knew meant she had a question for her. Well, that's something she definitely got from me, Miyu chuckled to herself quietly before quickly clearing her throat. "What is it, honey?"

"Who was that man that was with Auntie Christine? Did she…" Miu bit her lip and furrowed her cute brows as she thought. "Did she get married to him?"

Miyu turned her head back to look at her daughter. Why would she ask something like that? "No, I don't think she did. They're just friends." Smiling at her daughter, she turned back to the road, expecting Miu to tell her what she was thinking. She let the silence drag on for a few minutes before finally asking why she asked.

"Well, Auntie Christine always promised me that I would be the flower girl at her wedding. If she had gotten married without telling me, I would have been sad." Miu leaned over in her seat and played with something on her sandal and Miyu turned her attention back to the road.

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" Chris fidgeted nervously in the seat next to him. The cab was fairly stuffy and Chris's constant fidgeting was making him a little agitated.

"No. I really have no idea if this is a good idea or not. More likely than not, it's a terrible idea." Crossing his arms, he clenched his jaw tight and looked out the front window. She had looked different. He hadn't been expecting that. It wasn't an obvious difference; she still had the same physical traits. Long blonde hair, alluring emerald eyes, kissable lips… They were all the same. It was more the aura that she projected. She seemed calmer. More in control. But that look on her face when she noticed him. Kanata uncrossed his arms and propped his elbow on his knees. He had tried his best to be mentally prepared for that face on the plane ride over, but it still did a number on his heart.

"I can't imagine that she's too happy with me right now…"

Syaoran glanced over at Christine, noting the fingernail that she was chomping on and the nervous gleam that accented every inch of her face. How had it come to this? Feeling the tell-tale prick of an oncoming headache, Kanata clenched his eyes shut. "It'll be fine. She'll forgive you in time. It's me that's going to have the problem."

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the pink hair that he had become so attached to shift and he could feel the heat of Chris's stare on his cheek. Glancing at her, he frowned. "What is it?"

"If you think it's going to be such a problem and such a burden, why don't you just go out with me? I've already told you how I feel. I really do feel that I can make you happy." Chris's voice wavered slightly with emotion as she spoke, giving away the tears that were probably just barely being contained.

Kanata sighed and leaned back against the seat, speaking as softly and as gently as he could. "Chris, I've already told you… I just don't see you that way. I'm sorry. Maybe if I didn't love her so much and maybe if I knew that there was no chance of me ever getting her back… But Chris, you deserve so much more than the half-love I could give you."

A tear that had finally broke through Christine's wall of defense and she quickly turned her head to look out the window. If Kanata hadn't focused every piece of his energy on her at that moment, he would have never have heard the barely audible sound of her voice. "I understand."

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

Miyu pulled her car into the driveway and a smile immediately lit her face. "Miu! Look! Daddy's here." Turning off the ignition, she pointed towards the blond man standing on her front porch. Opening up her door, she unbuckled her seatbelt as quickly as she could and hopped out of the car. Miu was at his side within seconds.

"Daddy! Daddy! I got to see Auntie Christine!" Throwing herself into his arms, she allowed him to engulf her small body in a large embrace. Lifting her off the ground slightly, he squeezed her tight.

"Oh, that's great!" The sound of his deep voice was comforting to Miyu, especially after the scene at the airport. He was so different from Kanata… Blonde hair that was always perfect, blue eyes that seemed to be joking even when he was serious and a perfect smile that made him look like the decent guy that he was. He was clean-cut and playful, completely different from Kanata's rugged masculinity. Shaking her head softly, she pushed her thoughts from her head.

"Seiya, what would you like for dinner?"

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

It had been at least five hours since Miyu and Christine had separated at the airport. She promised she would call… Miyu paced the floor of her living room anxiously, looking at the phone every few seconds for reassurance. She had already called Chris's cell phone twice and didn't get any answer. More than likely she was out having a good time with her new…. Boyfriend… But it was still unlike her to just forget to call her. Miyu stared at the phone for another couple of minutes before she turned around and collapsed on the couch. What in the world was Chris thinking going out with Kanata? And then bringing him here?

Ring, Ring. Ring, Ring.

Miyu bolted off the couch at the sound that she had been praying to hear for the last few hours. "Hello?"

"Miyu?" Chris's voice sounded tentative and nervous and Miyu felt a sharp pain in her heart. She had probably been dating Kanata for a long time if she was bringing him here. She probably thought that this would be easiest. She was scared. Miyu remembered her words at the airport, 'Don't hate me.'

"Chris. Did you make it too the hotel okay?" Miyu relaxed into the couch and smiled, forgetting that Chris couldn't see it.

"I did. Everything seems fine on this end." Miyu heard the static of the phone shuffling on Chris's shoulder and a few brief words spoken to Kanata away from the phone. She stared at the green wall in front of her. She needed to repaint. "Hey, Miyu?"

Miyu jumped slightly at the sound of her friend's voice over the phone, "Yeah?"

"Are we still on for dinner at Bennie's tomorrow?"

Oh. Bennie's. Miyu let herself sink into the couch a little farther. They went there every time Christine came into town; Miu loved it there and it allowed Chris and her some time to talk while Miu played in the kid's area. She wouldn't bring Kanata to that sort of thing, right? That was tradition! It would be wrong! She had never brought Seiya! Though, really she had never really gotten the urge. No. She wouldn't bring Kanata. It was against her character. "Of course we're still on for Bennie's. 6:30, as always."

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

The next day went on like usual. It was a Monday, so Miu had school and Miyu had work, which didn't really mean much, she still lazed about in her pajamas all day. Being a writer often had its perks. One, you could have whatever schedule you like, as long as you get your projects done by deadline. And two, which was Miyu's favorite, was that you got to work from your own home. She had basically showered and thrown her hair into a ponytail, then worked on her newest story until it was time to pick up Miu and that had been her day.

But now, it was a quarter to 6 and she was a bit panicky. Miu was dressed and ready to go, but Miyu, unfortunately, was not. Taking a few deep relaxing breaths, she tried to calm herself. It wasn't that big of a deal. It was just Christine. It was just Bennie's. Stopping her quickly-paced steps, she looked into the mirror that hung in the hallway. She still looked like her usual, vivacious self. But she felt so… old. She knew she shouldn't considering her young age of 27, but still. Her hair was haphazardly thrown into a ponytail, she wasn't wearing any make-up and she felt heavy. Not fat, but weighted. Maybe it was because of the happy glow she had seen from emanating from Chris. Shaking her head, she brought her mind back to the present. She was glad that Chris was so happy. And Miyu glowed like that. She knew she did. She glowed like that whenever she was with Miu. Because she was so happy with her, that there was no reason that she shouldn't be glowing like that. In fact, she glowed brighter when she was with Miu. Smiling at the reflection in the mirror, Miyu turned around back towards her bedroom. A little mascara couldn't hurt.

A fraction of a second after Miyu had finished putting on her mascara (and let's admits it, a little eyeliner), she heard the doorbell ring and the tiny pitter patter of feet running down the stairs. "I'll get it!" Miu's high-pitched voice yelled across the house. Miyu smiled as she began walking down the stairs.

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

Miyu stopped short about three steps from the bottom step. Kanata knew, because he watched. He watched as her pretty face scrunched together in disgust and he watched as she quickly turned her head away from them to keep from making eye contact. Not that he hadn't been expecting that. Christine had watched almost a hundred times how much of a bad idea it was for him to come, that it broke tradition and that it would just make her angrier, but he hadn't listened. To him, this was just one more chance to see her.

"You're the man that Auntie Christine had with her at the airport!" A small voice jolted Kanata from his rather obvious staring. Looking around for the source of the voice subtly, he smiled brightly when he saw the little girl and squatted down to her eye level.

"Well, hello there." Sticking his hand out playfully, he introduced himself. "My name is Kanata. What's yours?"

She took his hand and pumped it hard. "Miu! I'm seven!" She looked at him proudly, and Kanata couldn't help but be stunned by her familiar green eyes. They looked just like Miyu's. Smiling at her again, he stood up slowly, glancing at the woman that was still standing on the stairs. He hadn't gotten a good look at the young child earlier, and he had assumed that it had just been a neighbor kids or something. She had done that when they were together too and he hadn't thought much of it. But the resemblance was too great. This child was Miyu's. Kanata felt a stab of pain and felt his face start to contort. Forcing a smile back onto his face, he pushed his hands into his pockets and leaned back on his heels. "Well, little lady, now that we know each other, are you going to invite us inside?"

Miu smiled brightly and jumped out of the doorway. "Sorry! Come in!"

Kanata took three steps in and immediately wished he hadn't said anything and just waited outside. They littered the walls. They were on the bookcase, on the tables, and they all looked the same. Miu, with her brown hair a shaggy mess, Miyu, looking perfect in her obvious happiness, and some guy. Some guy who was blonde and blue-eyed and looked insanely happy with his arm wrapped around Miyu. Who the hell was that?

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

"She's never going to forgive me, you realize that, right?" Christine's head was leaning against the window of the car, her forehead feeling nice against the cold glass. What a night. The second they had walked into Miyu's house, Kanata had changed. He had been in such a good mood! Sighing, she watched as the glass fogged. The meal had been a disaster. If it hadn't been for sweet little Miu, there would have been no conversation at all between the three adults. Thank goodness she had no inkling of the tension that was cackling between her mother and Kanata.

"I'm sorry, Christine. I have no idea what got into me." Kanata didn't look at her as he spoke, keeping his dark eyes on the road, but managing to look like an injured puppy all the same.

"I know. I'm sorry, too. I don't need to keep bringing it up." Turning away from the window, she pushed herself forward in the seat. "You two just need to learn how to get along again." Patting him on the shoulder lightly, she smiled at him optimistically.

Kanata finally glanced at her and then looked away sheepishly. Chris sighed again and let her hand fall. It was going to be a long evening.

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

Kanata sat on the couch, well, couch-thing, in the hotel suite with his elbows propped on his knees. Christine was just a few feet away in the kitchen. He needed to ask. He needed to ask now, before he lost his courage again. He was about 80% sure he was right, anyway. Clenching his hands together, he watched as his knuckles almost instantly turned white. "Christine." His voice was quiet, but he knew she heard him. She had dropped the coffee cup she had been holding in surprise before turning to him and smiling.

"What's up?"

"Miu's my daughter, isn't she?"

The rosy pinkness that always seemed to surround Chris instantly drained and the look she gave him could only be described as a strange mixture of resignation and terror. He obviously wasn't supposed to have noticed. But that had been nearly impossible. While Miu had looked a lot like her mother initially, the more he looked at her, the more he saw pieces of himself. It got to the point where he felt like he was looking at a female version of his 7 year-old-self with Miyu's eyes.

Christine's voice was nearly inaudible and she had to clear her throat twice before he could finally hear her. "Yes."

Kanata felt a rage that surprised him shoot through his body. "Why would you both keep this from me?" Clenching his fists tighter, he felt the impressions his fingernails were making on his palm.

He felt Christine's gaze shift away from him and he immediately knew that he was going to like what he heard. "We felt it was better if you didn't ever know."

Clenching his jaw, Kanata tried his best not to yell. Looking at her, he gave her a tight smile that he knew couldn't have looked like anything but fake. "Well, you were wrong."

"Would you have done anything differently if you had known?" The words came out on a sigh, as if she had expected the way the conversation was going. Kanata snapped. Jumping to his feet, he walked around to the back of the couch and gripped it tightly. He would have done everything differently. If he had known, he and Miyu would already be married and Miu would probably have a sibling or two. Kanata shut his eyes tight and released a breath on a hiss. Oh, the torture his own mind paid him.

"Of course I would have! I love Miyu! I would have been there for her."

"She didn't want you to be there for her. To be completely honest, she never even told me or Nanami that Miu was yours. She told Aya, and that was probably just out of necessity."

"Why not? She obviously wanted someone if she went off and got married!" The words hurt to say, but he knew it was true. He had seen the pictures. Every single one of them had the same man in them. And they all looked so damned happy!

The words must have shocked Chris, because she finally looked back at Kanata, a gasp on her voice. "Why would you think she was married?"

"I saw those pictures in the foyer!" Pounding his fist against the back of the couch, he felt tears prick the back of his eyes. Saying it out loud made it that much more real. Miyu would never be his again. Her soft hair and smooth lips belonged to someone else. Someone that she actually loved. Imagining her face after seeing him that evening, his heart hurt. "Why didn't you tell me she was married?" Keeping his grip on the back of the couch firm, he felt his knees buckle and he fell to the floor. "I would do almost anything to get her back, but I don't think I can purposely ruin a marriage."

The silence in the room was deafening as Christine took the fateful steps over to him. Biting her lip, she had made her decision the minute she had seen him slump to the ground. Wrapping her arms around his shaking form, she spoke softly, almost a breath of a sound. "They never got married. They were going to, years ago, but they called it off at the last minute." Standing up, she stretched her arms and yawned. "I would have never agreed to bring you here if you were screwing up something special. The reason you're here is because we all think you deserve her."

Kanata stared at Christine, not sure if he should believe what she was saying. Standing slowly, he took three quick steps towards her and wrapped her in a tight hug. "I still have a chance."

~xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox~

That night was a restless night. Kanata twisted and turned with the hope for tomorrow. Christine twisted and turned with doubts of today. Miyu twisted and turned with the fear of a returning past. Miu dreamt about lollipops and unicorns, the only safe one in the bunch.


Author's Note: Okie doke. Here's chapter 2. I must say, having Christine as a love interest was entertaining. Too bad it had to end so soon. But that's okay; I've got an idea for a fun one-shot. Of course, it'll always turn out as a MiyuxKanata, but it's just unnatural not to have them together. So yeah, keep your eyes peeled for that one… You all know how awful my attention span is. XP

To clear up any misunderstandings at this point… Yes, I promise the end will have Kanata and Miyu together. Yes, the child is Kanata and Miyu's. Yes, everyone is now aware. Except poor little Miu. She's clueless. But she is aware that Seiya is not her father. Yes, I accidently changed Seiya's eye color in the first chapter. Please forgive me. If there are anymore questions, feel free to pm me or leave a review! I'm always happy to answer! If you're wondering how I'm going to get this relationship to work… Well, so am I. I'm kinda one of those people that just lets it flow… So I don't usually have a game plan. But stick with me, cuz I'm sure this is going to be a fun ride.

Best Wishes and Happy Reading!