#4
"What a truly beautiful sight this is!"
"Shut up Koko."
"Come on Sumire. Look at them. Can't you feel that love is back in the air?"
Sumire heaved a sigh and looked away from the spiky blond-haired idiot boyfriend of hers. She stared at the couple who were sitting in the sofa at the center of the room, cuddling each other as if there's no tomorrow.
It was really a good thing that Mikan and Natsume got back together but their friends can't help but still feel a bit doubtful in their present relationship. They tend to go up and down a lot, like a rollercoaster, only ten times scarier when you reach the bottom. The only one who seemed to be comfortable in the peace making of their relationship seems to be Koko.
"I can't believe you guys are lovey-dovey again!" Koko teased as he went near the couple.
"Shut up and put a sock in your mouth Koko or I'll put it in for you." Hotaru glared as she sat at one of the single sofa at the Mikan's side.
"Ok. This is not a time to fight but to celebrate." Ruka muttered as he stood at Hotaru's side. He was hoping to lighten the mood between his girlfriend and one of his best bud, who was thankfully sitting at the other side of the coffee table between them.
It wasn't like Koko did anything wrong, it's just he wasn't there with all the Mikan and Natsume drama going on and well Hotaru was still feeling a bit sick because of the chicken salad Mikan forced her to try yesterday. She wasn't so sure how Mikan made it look so good yet taste so bad. Even Natsume was sick but he had a higher tolerance to Mikan's weird eating habits.
"So how many more months till you pop your baby out Mikan?" Sumire asked as she placed a bowl filled with a variety of sweets and chocolates at the coffee table.
"Just two months more and this baby will be in my arms." Mikan answered as she took a chocolate bar from the bowl.
While Sumire and Mikan were talking all about baby stuff, Koko's eyes were staring at a certain raven haired girl who sat at the other side looking sick and pale.
"Hey Hotaru."
...
"Hey."
...
"Hey."
...
"Heeeeeeeey."
'Ignore the pesky bug. It will find another host if you ignore it. Ignore it.' Hotaru thought as she squeezed her eyes shut in order for her to avoid the man in front of her and to avoid throwing the vase at the table towards the man.
Oh wait, why was she avoiding that?
*SMASH*
"What the hell! Why did you throw that at me?" Koko exclaimed as he almost got hit by the vase.
"Then why do you keep annoying me?" Hotaru wasn't that bad to hit it in his face.
All eyes were staring at the two. "Well, it's not my fault that you look you were going to puke." Koko answered smugly as he crossed his arms.
"He's right Hotaru. You look a bit sick. Are you okay?" Mikan asked as she looked concerned towards her best friend.
"No. It's okay. I'm just a bit sick because I ate your cooking yesterday."
"Oh I see... Wait, What? What's wrong with the food I made yesterday?" Mikan cried.
"Oooh... The ice queen is sick." Koko muttered with a grin on his face. Hotaru glared at him once again.
"Shut up Koko."
"Maybe you're dying."
"Go kill yourself."
"Maybe you're pregnant."
"No. Never mind. I'll kill you myself."
"Someone's being a bitch today" Natsume whistled.
"And since when were you a part of this conversation Hyuuga?"
Koko gasped loudly and all heads turned to him. "Natsume! Don't speak bad words in front of Mikan and Hotaru's baby!"
"Fuck you! Come here! I'll kill you!" Hotaru fumed as she hurriedly went to Koko her hands looking for any more nearby objects to throw at him.
Then Koko's grin grew wider. "Oh never mind! It's okay if we say the word 'bitch' in front of Hotaru's baby. The baby will only think that we're calling his mother a female dog. Good thing the baby's father is a vet, right Ruka?"
Ruka could only blush at what Koko had just said. He and Hotaru weren't even thinking of getting married yet, let alone having a baby.
Sumire was at Koko's side at instant and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Whoa! You knew the true definition of bitch? Maybe you were really learning in school after all! But sucks for you that could all go to waste. You were a great boyfriend. It was great while it lasted. Oh well, just text me what heaven looks like. Oh wait, I think your soul can't enter there. Don't worry, I'll pray for you."
Koko stared weirdly at Sumire. Why the hell was she saying that? Is this her weird, supposedly non-hurtful way of breaking up? He looked around the room and saw Natsume. His friend gestured to look at the other side of the room. He followed Natsume's gaze and their sitting, no, used to be sitting but now standing was Hotaru.
She was angry.
Oh no. She was furious.
Realization dawned on him as he remembered what he had just said and all Koko could think in his crappy little head right now was his damn stupid mouth.
He was hyperventilating and then he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.
"Oh shit."
"So, what time do you think they'll come back?" Sumire asked as she now sat where Koko sat a few hours ago.
Ruka shrugged and was also sitting at Hotaru's seat. Koko ran out of the door as soon as Hotaru came for him and Hotaru will stop at nothing to capture Koko.
"Wanna bet that your girlfriends gonna kill my boyfriend?" Sumire grinned as she peered over Ruka.
"Aren't you worried of your boyfriend?"
"Na. I already prayed for him."
Sumire then glanced at the used to be filled bowl in front of her.
"Who ate all the sweets and chocolates?" her gaze turned to the pregnant brunette who was munching at the last chocolate bar.
Natsume stared incredulously at his wife. "Babe, aren't you eating a bit too much?"
Mikan stared back at him with her big brown eyes. "Hmmm... Am I?"
"Yeah, if you keep that up, you're stomach's going to get bigge-oh wait. Nevermind."
Mikan's eyes grew into slits as she heard what her husband had just said.
"Are you freaking call me fat Natsume?! Do you think I'm fat?!"
"What the hell babe! Of course not! Well, you're not exactly thin now but-"
"You're unbelievable! How could you call me fat! You try carrying a baby in your womb for crying out loud and then we'll see if you'll still have that abs of yours!"
"Mikan you're not making sense here!"
"Oh! I'm not making sense? You're the one who's not making sense! You guys are so selfish! You get your pleasure and then we get the end of the bargain! We get to look like freaking f*cking whales and you get to look like freaking bench models! OH! How I wished you guys could get pregnant and the baby could go out in your ass! That way, it would hurt twice as much!"
"That's disgusting!"
"You're disgusting!"
Ruka drowned out the voices of his bickering friends. Here they go again. He knew this would happen again. He turned to Sumire who he hadn't notice just went back to the kitchen a while ago but came back again now holding two glass of wine.
She gave him the other glass.
"Cheers to a wonderful love life and friends."
Ruka heaved a tired sigh and looked up at Sumire. Raising up his glass towards hers.
"Cheers."
"A happy marriage has in it all the pleasures of friendships, all the enjoyment of sense and reason – and indeed all the sweets of life." ~ Joseph Addison
I'm sorry it's been so long since I last updated .. _