The apartment came into view, and the motorcycle halted to a stuttering stop. Akami was already bouncing up and down excitedly, and was looking between the two of us expectantly. I did a little smile, and reached my hand out towards her, and Soul copied my actions. We became her own child swing as we walked, her jumping, and us letting her dangle in the air, which made her gasp in surprise. We got to the door, and I could practically feel the vibrations of her trembling in anticipation. I hoped Soul had at least cleaned the place! Why is she so excited? I wondered, as I slipped the key in, and clicked the lock. She was nearly screaming, her mouth open wide, her eyes like something out of an anime show, and all she did was stare straight ahead. Which one of us did she get this anxiety from? I looked over at Soul, who was fidgeting, waiting for the door to open, tapping his foot, and staring at the cracked ceiling, while patting his hips. Oh that's right. Him.
~Soul's POV~
I was trying to act as fatherly as I could, I knew that I could really impress Maka with my sophisticated side, plus, I felt a connection with Akami, even if she wasn't my daughter, I knew that I would still want her here with me. There was something about the way our hands fit together, how she looked, and how she acted. It reminded me of the photos of Maka as a child, and my personality. I personally never had a father, so I was just trying to reenact what I had seen from movies, and how Wes described him. I sighed, and rolled my shoulders back, watching the door swing open, and Akami run inside excitedly, even though I have no idea why, I pretended to be excited with her too. I cheered, and swung her around, showing her the kitchen, the living room, and our bedrooms, (Which she commented that was weird, since we usually share a bedroom, which made Maka look away and talk about something different) Akami turned to me, her green eyes lovingly gazing at me,
"Where's my bedroom?" I guess she still wasn't grasping what was going on yet. But, man, with those eyes, I wanted to build her a new bedroom, right then and there- just for her.
"Sorry sweetheart. We're your parents in the past, you weren't even born yet, hell, Maka and I aren't even together yet!" I waved my arms around in gestures, making Akami giggle, and I looked over at Maka, who was sitting on the couch, hiding her blush with the book she was pretending to read. I realized that I was hungry, so I walked over to the kitchen, hand on stomach- ready to munch on whatever was edible and easy to make. But on the way over, I was reminded by the sound of an extra set of tiny feet, pidder paddering behind me, following me. Crap…
"Oai! Maka! What is she going to eat?" I called, and I saw Maka look up, and gaze off into the distance, thinking.
"I like spaghetti, especially when you and Mama make it together!" Akami said, gazing up at me, so innocent and mystical. I scratched the back of my head.
"Well, uh, okay. Why don't you go watch something on TV while you wait then?" I walked over to the television, and started clicking through the children's shows.
"Here's one, My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. How about that?" I asked, and she looked up at me and grinned.
"Uncle Black *Star and me used to watch this all the time together, but he told me not to tell anyone that he enjoys it too… come to think of it, he knew all of the songs before they started to play them… hmmm.. he told me he was something called a Brony? Since he was 14." She told me, and I held my hand in front of my mouth to try to contain my laughter. The hand failed, and I kneeled down on the ground, clutching my stomach, laughing, Akami standing in front of me, giggling, and Maka now was crawling over, her giggles bouncing like boiling water. We were all sitting in a circle around the front of the TV, laughing like maniacs, and I couldn't be happier. Maybe we actually are good parents in the future?
"Alright, captain 'Kami! Ready for ponies?" I called, wiping tears out of my eyes, and standing up. She sat cross legged in front of the screen, and gave me a solute, and nodded. I flipped it on, in time for the end of the theme song.
"WOOOO!" She cheered, raising a fist excitedly. I helped Maka up, and we walked into the kitchen, where we could keep an eye on her and cook at the same time. I began cooking, and we were waiting for the noodles to soften when she looked over at me, and rested her head on my shoulder. I gazed back at her, meeting her eyes, and stopped stirring.
"What?" I whispered, and I felt her shiver.
"What are we going to…about… uh… us?" She stammered, and I panicked. I had been trying to figure out what to say this whole day, knowing that it would come down to this. What are you supposed to tell you crush, when your future child shows up? Is there a hallmark card for that?
"Uh… I don't know. Maka…I know actually. I have thought it over and Maka… I-I love you, more than anything in the world, and there is only one girl that I could maybe love more than you." Maka was blushing, then glared at me enviously.
"WHAT!? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HAD THE NERVE TO," she began, but I cut her off.
"Our daughter." She stopped, and her expression softened.
"Oh, Soul…" She said, wrapping her arms around me, laying her head in the crook of my neck. I returned the embrace, and laid my own into her auburn hair. I inhaled, and smelled the sweet smell of vanilla and strawberries. I began to shut my eyes, picturing this moment, this feeling, over and over again. She reached her mouth up to my ear, and I sighed at her warm breath.
"I love you too." She said, and I leaned down, wanting to kiss her so badly that it ached. Her lips, so full, so ready, and our mouths were inches away from connecting. I couldn't wait to-
"DADDY! THE NOODLES!" Akami screamed, pointing at the spaghetti that was boiling over. I let go of Maka, reluctantly, and turned off the burner.
"Shit…well, the noodles are done! LETS EAT!" I called, draining the water, and dining it out on the table. Akami was going on about some "Sonic Rain Boom" that happens in her show, and I looked over at Maka, the girl I had almost kissed, the girl I was in love with. She was already gazing at me, and I smirked, than winked. She smiled, and flushed, but continued the conversation with Akami. Soon, dinner was finished, and we all pitched in to finish the dishes. I looked at the clock. 11:30 p.m.? Where did the time go… I looked down at Akami, who's eyes were drooping, and were being rubbed by her fists. Oh yeah, that's where.
I leaned down, scooped her up, and she rested her head where Maka's just was. Maka trailed next to us, down the hall.
"Here sweetie, I'll put you in some PJ's." Maka whispered, gently taking her away from my arms, and walking into her room. I followed, already missing the warmth of Akami's body. Maka pulled out a too small, (Not that I ever complained,) tee shirt of hers, that was light blue, with Kirby on it, a pair of cotton black and gray shorts, and a stuffed bunny she found in her drawer. They made me turn around, while Maka and Akami changed. I walked out, and put on sweatpants, and an old Disturbed tank top. I returned to her room, and we all sat on Maka's bed, thinking about how we were going to do this. Talk about awkward…
"Can I sleep with you guys tonight? Both of you?" Akami questioned, bouncing her feet up and down.
"I- uh, if that's okay with Maka…" I answered, nervous.
"U-uh, sure! But in Soul's bed because it's bigger." She replied, more confident than I expected. I nodded, and led them into my room. Akami jumped in, and snuggled Maka's bunny close, her little face peeking out of the covers. I climbed in the side, and Maka slid in next to the wall. We all snuggled and huddled for warmth and blankets, until soon, Akami was sound asleep, her face relaxed, and her mouth slightly open, making sighing noises. Maka and I looked at each other, and then back down at her. We met each other's gazes, and I leaned over, and caressed her cheek with my hand. She smiled, and leaned forward, and our lips met. Hers melted into mine, like chocolate melting onto fresh strawberries, and I could taste sweetness. I smiled, and deepened the kiss. Eventually, we needed breath, and we looked back at each other.
"Fireworks…" Maka muttered flustered but smiling- as she held her palm across her lips, and I grinned.
"Night Maka, love you." I said, reaching over to turn my lamp off.
"Love you too Soul. So much…" She answered, snuggling into Akami. I smiled, and did the same on the other side. What I didn't see, was that Akami had stopped sighing, and was smiling- she had seen the whole thing.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed as much as I love to write it! Just went to my school's orientation. I'll be going to a Writer's Workshop and writing for the school newspaper soon! I love you all, and I hope you review, it makes my day, and my stories update faster! If you want to contact me, I have all my accounts/usernames on my profile, along with a poll! If you want a dedication, let me know!
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