Disclaimer: Never ever been mine.
Warning: Tidbits of implied sexual activities. Not too explicit, though.
Note: Part Three!! And special thanks to my beta-reader for this chapter: Expresso Latte. You have done a great job! To my beta-reader for the first two chapters: one99five, big hugs for you too.
The Eleventh Road, Wedding
At the eleventh hour in the morning, he stood in front of his father. His father had come to his wedding day together with his stepmother. It must be his sister's doing, he had thought. He tersely declared to his father that he didn't care about him anymore. He still couldn't forgive him for his mother's death. His father didn't say anything about that and just congratulated him. Both his father and his stepmother went home after they saw their new daughter-in-law.
His bad mood was wiped away when he saw her walking down the aisle. Her beauty was beyond words. His hands were sweating when her father handed her hands to him. He could see that she was as nervous as him. He smiled reassuringly to her when the priest started his prayer for them.
All nervousness forgotten once he said his wedding vows in his native language and slipped the two carats diamond silver ring into her finger. He tried to act indifferent about the fact that almost all the guests present actually understood the Italian wedding vows. He felt relieved when the priest finally stated that they were now husband and wife.
He would forget about his father and his past. He would begin his new life, again, with his wife.
The Twelfth Road, Time
On the twelfth week he left her after the wedding, she found herself in a life threatening situation. She was having her self appreciation day together with Kyoko-chan when suddenly; Lambo-kun and I-pin-chan turned up and took them to some deserted factory, where two scary men turned up and started attacking them. The next thing she knew, she was looking at his husband, only that he was shorter and dressed like he was still in middle-school.
Before she could say or do anything, she was thrown into a completely different place and situation. She was relieved and happy when she met her husband at the new yet familiar place. Apparently, she was not the only one sent there. Lambo-kun, I-pin-chan, Kyoko-chan and Yamamoto-kun were also there. She wondered what happened to them when her husband took them away from the baseball field.
They were trapped in the past. They didn't know what would happen to them or their future. Time was starting to change between day and night. She was really afraid of their now uncertain future but she knew her husband would always be by her side no matter what happened.
The Thirteenth Road, Reverse
The thirteenth hour in the afternoon, he stood once again in front of his bride. They were back to where they started.
Time had returned to what it was. The moment they were covered once again in pink smoke, he thought that maybe the younger Tenth was finally able to make things right. When he appeared in the church where they were married three months before they were sent to the past, he was really relieved.
The memories of when his younger self trapped in the future began to replace his own memories. When the head-ache caused by the memory changes subsided, he ran out of his dressing room and looked for the man he wanted to see most after he had returned to the future.
He was pleased beyond words when he saw his beloved Boss stood among the guests, with Reborn-san still smacking his head once in a while. He realized that everyone who was sent to the past with him didn't remember anything about Millefiore, Byakuran and Irie Shouichi or about the time when they were sent back to the future. Their memories were changed completely-including hers.
Maybe the memories of his marriage life for four months had disappeared but he knew that today, the second time that Haru and him were going to get married, he would prevent those four months that were full of loss and sufferings from happening ever again. He would cherish this heaven-sent opportunity and make as many happy memories as he could together with Haru.
Time had given him a second chance. He would never let go of it.
The Fourteenth Road, Fireworks
On the fourteenth week after their wedding, he was doing paperwork at his office. He was easily irritated with everything, no matter how small or insignificant they were. An almost permanent scowl was etched on his forehead. The amount of paperwork he needed to do, as a precaution so they would never have to experience the alternate future where his beloved Boss was dead again, was enormous. He had not returned home to his own house for almost a week now and he really missed his wife- both physically and mentally.
When another Mafioso came into his office with another towering pile of paperwork, he snapped and literally threw the poor man out of the window (Thankfully for that man, the office was located at the first floor of the building).
He rumpled his hair in distress and stormed out of the office. Once outside, he saw Lambo, who was examining some wooden crates placed at the central garden. When he asked what the Lighting Guardian was doing, the latter replied that he was preparing fireworks for the summer festival, which would be held tonight. Before he could comment on that subject, a very familiar squeal echoed from behind.
He almost fell over when his wife ran into him. She almost strangled him to death when she latched herself around his neck. She kept on giggling and laughing and swinging for a couple of moments before he freed himself from her. Yes, he missed her. He missed her a lot. However, he didn't want their first meeting in this week to become an attempted murder. He can't bear to see his wife getting charged on court for domestic violence.
He proceeded to ask her why she came to the mansion. She didn't answer but smile wider instead, her eyes glittering with happiness. He asked her for the reason why she was so excited, and this time she took his hand and placed it on her stomach. He looked at her questioningly. He asked her what happened to her stomach and whether she was feeling unwell or not.
Behind them, Lambo had opened one of the crates and was currently examining one small-sized tube. Taking out the lighter he borrowed from one of the Mafiosi in order to test out fireworks, he lit it up. At the same time, Haru answered Gokudera's question. Lambo threw the tube upwards as the fuse started to burn. Instead of producing small fireworks, massive and colourful fireworks exploded under the azure blue sky.
At that very same moment, Gokudera had visibly paled in shock. He couldn't believe his own ears and he hoped that he had misheard it.
As the fireworks slowly faded in the afternoon sky, he asked her to repeat the answer again. His wife acceded to his request happily, this time holding her husband's hands tight. He could feel another firework exploding inside his head.
His wife was… pregnant…
The Fifteenth Road, Love, Hate and Patience
The fifteenth week before their first child's birth, her emotions were in a wreck and his anger threatened to unleash at any minute. She, the mother-to-be, was five months pregnant had developed many strange new quirks and habits. He, the daddy-to-be, finally realized that he was going to be a father only after he noticed changes in his wife.
During the first tri-semester of her pregnancy, she would reject his approaches to make love and the next morning she would lock the room up, hide the key, strap him on the bed and didn't let him go. He was confused when she put a blindfold to over his eyes while she started their morning 'exercise'. He freaked out when he realized there was a video camera on the make-up table near the window afterwards, with the recording light on.
At times, she would ask him to bring her some weird things to eat in the middle of the night. She would also suddenly tell him to stay away from her one minute and the next moment she would latch herself to him like a leech. In addition, she would suddenly cry without a reason and remain like that for the whole day.
The contradictions were killing him. As each month passed by, emotional outbursts increased. Most of the victims were those who were unlucky enough to be under his supervision. He would scream, shout, growl, and snap at every people within ten meter radius. As a result, they all suffered from extreme nervous breakdowns.
He loved his wife and very happy that he was going to be a father. But he hated his wife's contradicting behaviors during the pregnancy. His patience was not limitless, you know. Hence, he decided that he would never want to go through this again in the future. As to how he would go about doing that, he didn't know.
Author's Note:
This part tells about the beginning of their marriage, when they were sent to the past and the beginning of Haru's pregnancy. If you want to connect this to my other story (ie. The World Ten Years Ago and Firecracker), then it's up to you.
Part four is still in progress. I've been in writer's block and couldn't come up with a good idea how to write the drabbles. For those who's still waiting for the Chapter 8 of The World Ten Years Ago, please be patient. College sucks and my body and soul need rest.
Reviews are still welcome!!
10/10/08 NOTE: Uh... The next part will be up by the end of next week if nothing goes wrong with all of my writings (part four of this drabbles collection, ch8 and ch9 of The World Ten Years Ago, Track3 of Dearly Beloved, 7 drabbles for 31days LJ Community, 5 ficlets for 1896love LJ Comunity, and my college's movie script They're crazy! We're supposed to learn about hotel and be a hotelier! Not learning about making a movie!!). It's gonna be one hell of a update!! XD