Mitsuki and Inko were best friends. They had been since grade school. Mitsuki knew more about Inko than anyone, except perhaps Inko herself. They had even shared an apartment together until Mitsuki had recently moved in with her fiancé. She thought she knew everything about her best friend. That was why the news Inko had just dropped on her came as such a surprise.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!?" Mitsuki shouted in shock and disbelief. Her voice easily carried through the small apartment, and probably though the walls to the dissatisfaction of the neighbors. "And the two of you are getting married?!" She hissed the question at the two sitting across from her. The green haired woman calmly sipped her tea, waiting for her blond friend to calm down. The man sitting next to her fidgeted.

"Um, y-yes we are," the curly haired man, Hisashi stuttered out. He had become friends with the two girls in college, even dated Inko for a short time. Despite that Mitsuki's abrasive personality still made him nervous. Mitsuki turned her glare onto him. He instantly regretted saying something. After almost a minute of glaring, Inko broke the silence.

"Calm down Mii-chan. You're scaring Hisashi." Inko was one of the few people that could cool Mitsuki down when she got so fired up.

"Hrmph. Fine." She broke off her glare and leaned back in her chair. "So what's the story? I know you haven't been seeing anyone recently Inko. So what, you two meet up, got drunk, and decided to go few rounds for old times sakes?" She picked up her own tea and took a drink.

"That's story we're going with," Inko calmly replied. Mitsuki choked on her tea.

"Wait, you mean he's not the father?" Mitsuki asked after a coughing fit.

"No. And that information doesn't leave this room." Inko's voice took on a serious tone that Mitsuki had only ever heard her use a few times. The look she gave the two of them was both pleading and threatening at the same time.

"And you're okay with this?" Mitsuki turned to Hisashi. Not glaring this time, but genuinely curious.

"Yes. You know that I owe Inko a lot." Mitsuki nodded. She remembered the particular incident he was referring to very well. He continued. "So when she came to me and told me she was pregnant, I asked if there was anything I could do to help."

"And you asked him to marry you?" Mitsuki was starting to understand.

"Basically. You know how my parents would react if they found out that I had a one time fling with a stranger." Mitsuki let out a small chuckle, imagining the scene. "Plus I would like my kid to have some kind of father figure in their life."

"Okay. But doesn't your job require you to be overseas a lot?" Mitsuki asked Hisashi, remembering the reason she didn't see him much these days. He sighed.

"I brought that up too, but she said-"

"As long as he visits when he can. Plus a steady income will be helpful," Inko interrupts.

"That, I don't mind, especial since Inko helped me get this job," he continued to Mitsuki.

"And if you meet someone you like?" Mitsuki raised an eyebrow.

"We get a divorce," Inko replied for him. "Since his name will be on the birth certificate, he can still visit. Plus he'll probably have to pay alimony, so nothing much will change." Hisashi just nodded in agreement.

"Well it sound like you've got it all worked out." Mitsuki leaned forward with a sigh. She raised her tea cup. "To a happy couple and a healthy baby!" The other two echoed her and they clinked their cups together.

They stayed for a long time, catching up, watching movies, getting drunk. Hisashi was the first to leave. Mitsuki stuck around well into the night. Given the late hour, both women decided it would be best for her to just stay the night. As Inko was getting the spare room set up, Mitsuki finally decided to ask the question.

"So who's the actual father? I know you wouldn't have slept with a man you didn't at least the know the name of." Inko looked up from the bed at her friend standing in the doorway.

"Promise you won't look him up, or try to find him?" Mitsuki rolled her eyes.

"You know I won't if you don't want me to," she replied. The green eyes kept staring at her. "Fine I'll say it." She held up her hand in surrender. "I promise." Inko stare softened and she smiled.

"Good. His name was Toshinori Yagi." Mitsuki smiled at the slightly dreamy expression that came over her friend. She entered the room and sat down on the half made bed.

"Okay, you can't show me that look and not expect me to ask question. You have to tell me what he was like and how you two met."

"Oh alright." Inko sat on the bed next to her friend. They talked into the wee hours of the morning, feeling like they were back in high school having a sleepover.

AN: What's this? Another chapter in less than a week? What has gotten into me? Well I hope you all enjoy!