AN: This is somewhat of an AU, I guess? I don't know how long Miyagi and Shinobu have been together, at the point they're at in the manga- I assume over a year- maybe two? So this would take place like five or six months after Shinobu and Miyagi have been together…
Warnings: Yaoi, slight mentions of het, and a few controversial topics here and there… too much dialogue… slight OOC-ness? (Meh- they're drunk. Excellent excuse for OOC-ness.)
Summary: Miyagi finds out Risako is pregnant with his child—how will this affect his relationship with Shinobu? What issues will this stunning revelation raise among the Takatsuki and Miyagi families? Read and find out.
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Miyagi To-chan
Chapter 2: Time to get DRUNK
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Miyagi inhaled deeply, taking a long drag from his cigarette before exhaling, grabbing his drink, and downing the whole pint in a few large gulps.
"You didn't have to come with me." He muttered, at long last.
"…WHAT?!" Kamijou fumed. "You said if I didn't accompany you, you would get me fired!"
"I said no such thing- if I recall correctly, you offered, out of the goodness of your own heart, to accompany me, because we're bestest best friends."
"…I don't like you when you're drunk." Kamijou took a long drink, too.
"…Do you like me when I'm sober?" Miyagi laughed, motioning for the bar tender to come over and refill their drinks. "One for me and one for my best buddy, here."
"I can't pay for anymore. Nowaki might scold me… seriously, don't you have any real friends to drink with? What about that kid you're always hanging around with? The dean's son?"
"Make that two for me!!!" Miyagi caught the bartender as he was heading off to refill their drinks.
"…So it is more than that?" Kamijou smirked, taking his drink when it was placed in front of him. "…How ironic."
"Quiet, you. And I'm paying…"
"If you're paying, I'm going to get wasted, too." Kamijou told him.
"Why? Did you get that tall guy knocked up?" Miyagi snapped, bitterly. "You lucky bastard… you don't have to worry about shit like this…"
"I'm lucky?" Kamijou's eye twitched. "You have no idea what my relationship with him has had to endure, so I don't want to hear that kind of talk from you."
"…No… I know a little bit…" Miyagi pouted. "Anyway… thank you for coming here, with me."
"…What're you going to do?" Kamijou played with the rim of his glass, frowning.
"…Drink."
"And after that?"
"…Drink some more."
"I mean when you get home?"
"Oh, I have beer at home."
"…What about when you run out of beer?" Kamijou's eye twitched. "and sake, and alcohol altogether?"
"…I'll probably throw up… take a shower… go to sleep… wake up… and go buy more."
"Gugh… how pathetic." Kamijou huffed, downing his drink.
"…I am pathetic." Miyagi lowered his head. "It's not that I'm afraid of taking care of Risako, financially… or afraid of having a kid… I'm afraid of dying."
"Dying?" Kamijou blinked, thoroughly confused.
"Yeah… because when he finds out… he's going to kill me."
"…The dean?"
"Shinobuuu…." Miyagi groaned, burying his face in his arms.
"Shino…? You mean the dean's son?"
"…" Miyagi nodded, face still hidden.
"…" Kamijou frowned, leaning back in his chair and glancing at the ceiling before glancing back down at his pathetic looking superior. "…You two are lovers, aren't you?"
A quiet silence, and then, another nod.
"…How long?"
"After Risako and my divorce… and after… he came back from Australia…"
"…So by the end of next year, you'll have had two kids!"
"…GET THE HELL OUT."
"Kya…" Kamijou patted Miyagi on the back. "That's called payback. Anyway, don't worry. You didn't have sex with her after you got together with him, right?"
"…No… right before I got with him…"
"…But wasn't that after your divorce?"
More silence, but another nod.
"…Is that why you didn't want me to leave you alone in the office with her?"
Another nod.
"…Oh God… you didn't do it in the office, did you?!"
Another nod.
"…WHERE?"
"…"
"…"
"……"
"… You son of a bitch."
"My desk was messy."
"THE COUCH!"
"Messy."
"THE FLOOR?!"
"Now I know you're a homo," Miyagi raised his head, annoyed, and the day had seriously taken its toll on him; as his face clearly showed, "But you must know at least this much: You never just do your wife on the floor!"
"…EX-wife."
"…Shut up. It was one of those things where we were both really mad, we got into an argument, and it ended with…"
"…I'm sorry," Kamijou shrugged, annoyed. "I've never had sex after an argument. Especially not in a public place!"
"…" Miyagi stared at him for a while, annoyed, and for a moment, Kamijou didn't understand what he'd said that had earned him that look.
He thought back to his words, and then his face slowly turned redder than a tomato.
"…Ee-err… w-well… o-other than that!!!"
"Suuuure, Kamijou, whatever you say."
"…Mm…" Kamijou sank down in his seat, annoyed, looking around. "This bar looks familiar… have we been here, before?"
"I think this is where we took you the day you joined the team." Miyagi muttered.
"'Joined the team?'" Kamijou arched a brow, looking around. 'Actually, I think I used to get picked up by guys here, in my teenage years… how nostalgic… I wonder if Miyagi realizes this is a gay bar after midnight… or the faculty for that matter… heh heh heh…'
"What am I going to doo…" Miyagi whined.
"More?" The tender, offered, and Miyagi nodded, wordlessly.
"Pshe." Kamijou placed a hand on Miyagi's head and pushed down so the professor's forehead bumped against the bar. "Well I guess since I'm playing the role of 'friend' tonight, I should tell you the obvious 'friendly advice' that a 'friend' would say in this kind of situation."
"If you tell me to 'take responsibility,' I don't know what I might do to you, Kamijou. Just be aware that there are plenty of breakable glass bottles all around us."
"…? I was just going to say that you should start by taking some time away from everything- not work of course- but from your ex-wife, your lover- eerr… I'd suggest avoiding the dean at all costs… let's see… oh, yeah, and think about it thoroughly, decide what you want to do, then talk to your ex-wife, ask her what she wants to do, and then talk to your lover and let him know what's going to happen… this is kind of difficult, since your ex-wife is the dean's daughter and your lover is the dean's son… jeez, what is it with you and that family?"
"It's not just that family, I'm friggin' adorable! Everyone loves me, I've never met anyone who doesn't!"
"I don't."
"… Not even a little?"
"Not even in the slightest."
"…Then why did you come?" Miyagi huffed.
"Something about being fired if I didn't…"
"Pff…" Miyagi sank back down against the bar. "Go, then. Leave me to my thoughts."
"I can't go! You already told me, I'm the closest thing to a friend you have."
"That's true."
"…Even though everybody loves you."
"They like to admire me from a distance, for some reason."
"I. Wonder. Why."
"Kamijou, be serious! You're supposed to give me friendly advice! No matter what you just said, I think I should talk to Shinobu first- he's probably already found out!"
"…Kyouju… can I talk to you about something… openly?"
"If you tell me you're pregnant with my child, I'll freaking kill myself!"
"HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!"
"You're right, you're right… you don't get pregnant from just a kiss… go ahead."
"I was going to say- WHAT KISS?! No! FORGET I ASKED! Anyway, if that kid is the dean's son… and he finds out his sister is pregnant with your child… y-you don't think he'd… you know… tell the dean, do you?"
"…" Miyagi smiled lightly, turning to look down into his drink. "He would never do anything like that."
Kamijou blinked. "No?"
"No way." Miyagi sighed, pulling out his wallet and placing his credit card on the bar, grabbing up his jacket and leaning back in his chair. "…But I still don't know how he'll take it."
"…You're going to help raise the baby, right?" Kamijou frowned.
"Well, that goes without saying… so long as Risako will permit it…"
"…" Kamijou sighed. "…And would you remarry her and just have the kid on the side? Or are you just going to stay divorced?"
"…" Miyagi glared at him. "I'd never be with someone I don't love. Especially not Risako… I'd never do that to her… not again." He frowned, eying his drink and finishing it off as the bar tender took his card.
"His too?" The tender gestured to Kamijou, and Miyagi nodded.
"Can you afford that, with the baby coming?"
"Baby won't come for another three months… besides… I make enough to where I can buy you a drink now and again…"
"Or four… but who's counting?!"
"… YOU drank more than ME?!"
"Look, the important thing, is…" Kamijou sighed. "…You should do what you think is best for the baby… okay? So no matter what… despite the whole 'Risako' thing or 'Shinobi' thing-"
"Shinobu!"
"Right… do what's best for the baby."
"…Yeah… that's true, I guess…" Miyagi sighed.
"…And for what it's worth…" Kamijou finished off Miyagi's last drink, too. "As annoying as you are as a boss, I think you'll make a really good dad."
"…" Miyagi blinked before his eyes lit up and sparkled. "Kaa-Kamiiijooouuu?!!"
"Let's just hope it gets its looks from its mother."
"YOU BASTARD! WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE WAY I LOOK?!" Miyagi throttled Kamijou with one hand and took his credit card back with his other.
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Miyagi staggered down the hall, toward his apartment, leaning on the wall for support. He was so plastered he might just call in sick, tomorrow…
Yeah right.
As he neared his front door, he saw a familiar looking teenager sitting at his doorstop, waiting for him. The light-haired boy noticed him, and moved to stand up, anxiously, closing the book he'd been reading.
'Shit.' Miyagi thought, annoyed, wondering if he knew, already… though coming home to find the brat waiting for him wasn't all that uncommon, it was nearly one in the morning…
He grumbled some incoherent nothings under his breath as he made his way toward the last person he wanted to see right now… and the same person he wanted to be with most…
'Stupid, contradictory, drunken, mixed-up feelings… and stuff.'
"Yah… Shinahbuuu…" Miyagi slurred, swaying from right to left. "What brings you to myyy…"
And with that said, he passed out.
Shinobu blinked a couple times, stupidly, before kneeling down and reaching into Miyagi's pocket, finding his keys. He unlocked and opened the door, then knelt down and pulled Miyagi's arm over his shoulders, dragging him inside.
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AN: Nice, huh?
Next Chapter: Miyagi struggles to confront Shinobu
