Yours, Mine and Ours
A perfect mismatch makes the perfect couple
Reiteration of the Fifth Chapter:
Miyu played with the hem of her top and wondered what's taking them so long. Though she said she'd be fine, she couldn't help but feel a little alone without that arrogant brunet by her side. She sighed and rested her head lightly and closing her eyes wondered what was going to happen now when the door opened.
"Sorry about the delay Mrs. Saionji," the smart voice of a woman came.
Miyu's emerald orbs snapped open at the familiar voice. She turned around in the position she was in and her eyes widened.
"Miyu…?" gasped the short-haired doctor with dark locks and sharp auburn irises, dropping the pad she was carrying to the floor.
"Nanami…" muttered the blonde and losing her balance fell to the marble floor, head-first.
Chapter 7
Uncertainty and Certainty
The one with the sonogram
After about ten minutes in which he took to regain his posture, Nozomu gave his brunet friend a calculating look and almost a questioning one.
"Don't look at me as though I can't do it," flared the brunet, "I'm just like any other guy…"
Nozomu sighed, "But it still is unbelievable…"
"There is no turning back now, is there…?" asked Kanata with a cold smile and turned away from the blond.
"Kanata, you have to understand the intensity of the situation you are in right now," said the azure-eyed blond as he looked at his brunet friend worriedly.
Kanata chose not to respond. Yes, of course he knew the intensity of the situation he was in. But that didn't matter right now because as Nozomu pointed out, he did not understand it.
He made her pregnant. And the solution had been easy. He got married to her.
And now, she is still pregnant.
"It's not like some stupid project or deadline at work," continued Nozomu tensely, glaring at the indifferent brunet, "this is serious, Kanata…"
Kanata frowned but did neither look at the blond nor give a response.
Nozomu gave Kanata one fleeting look and then sighed.
"You're going to be a father soon…" he said in almost a whisper.
Kanata winced at the statement.
"You do realize that in a matter of months, you'll be having a baby to your name…" continued Nozomu, relieved at the effect he was bringing on the brunet—happy that for once, the latter was listening to him.
"I think that my wife being pregnant covers those facts…" said Kanata, coldly.
"There's no time to act smart Kanata," said Nozomu through clenched teeth.
Kanata remained silent.
"Being a father means a lot," continued Nozomu his voice rising steadily, "you should know… after your father being what he is…"
Kanata's frown deepened as he looked firmly away from the blond.
"What if it runs in your blood?"
Kanata snapped up and with his eyes wide looked at Nozomu shocked.
But before he could even think of any responses to that, they heard a huge "THUMP" from what they could guess as the examination room.
Panic started to rise inside his throat and Kanata bolted to the door at once and opened it going, "Miyu…!"
But at the same time he heard someone else in the room he was presently entering give the same cry—but with more intensity and worry. But that did not stop him from sliding along the marble floor and with one swift look at the fallen blonde, dropped on his knees, ruining his designer made suit.
"Ouch…" cried the blonde, getting to a sitting position and rubbing her head lightly, "that hurt…"
"Of course it would," snapped Kanata furiously as he helped her up to a standing pose, "what were you thinking…?"
"I didn't do it on purpose," she muttered through clenched teeth as she pulled herself away from his grip.
He opened his mouth to retort, when the one he had heard call out Miyu's name ask surprised, "Oh my god! Miyu Saionji…?!?!?! You got married to him?"
"Er… Nanami… let me explain…" started Miyu, limping lightly towards the short-haired physician.
"Forget who you got married to…," she said, "how come you're married…? And how come I was not even told…?"
"Nanami…"
"Time-out," said Nozomu standing between the two women and asked them, "You two know each other…?"
Kanata raised his eyebrows at Miyu at which she turned scarlet and started something that sounded oddly like, "well… we… we both are from Heiomachi… we we-went to High school together…"
"How could you do this, Miyu…?" asked Nanami literally shouting at the poor emerald-orbed blonde, "After all those years we stuck together…? I thought we were friends"
Miyu, unable to respond, bit her lower lip as it started to tremble and tears threatened to flow down her cheeks.
"Who do you think you are, shouting at my wife?"
All the other three froze at the sound of his mangled fury through clenched teeth. They turned to see Kanata giving Nanami a furious death glare, who winced at his defiant stare.
"I have all right, Saionji," retorted Nanami firmly, "I'm her friend!"
Miyu's entire system was still in shock at his sudden statement but that did not stop her from hearing Nanami's words and her guilt multiplied manifold.
Kanata gave her a malicious smile and said, "The last time I checked, people just don't go about shouting at their friends," and stated through clenched teeth, "without giving them a damn chance to explain".
Nozomu chuckled despite himself as the other doctor turned a light shade of scarlet hue along her cheeks. But Miyu was staring at the brunet with an almost surprised look in her eyes.
Suddenly—
{Beethoven's Symphony: 5}
Kanata slipped his right hand into the front pocket of his navy-blue suit in a flash of a movement and the next was muttering into his phone furiously, "can't any of you do anything right…?"
After nearly five minutes of listening, during which the other three in the room, looked a little uncomfortable, he finally muttered, "Fine… in ten minutes…"
Miyu felt like a block was dropped inside her stomach. She did not want to hear what she thinks he is about to say. She bit her lip again and tried to keep calm as she saw the brunet edge closer to her.
"Hey…" he said, trying to sound calm, "I-I have to go..."
"Right now…?" she asked, lightly.
He nodded his head and said, "I'm sorry… I'll get Pierre to pick you up… he'd be here at the most fifteen minutes from now…"
Miyu's eyes lowered and she didn't know what to say to him. Even if he didn't put it as such, she was sure he was asking her permission rather than giving her information.
But she didn't want him to go. Yes, one of her best friends was here. But that is certainly worsening things even more.
She looked up into those auburn orbs of his. Their gazes met for a second and Miyu found it pretty hard to blink away. Finally, Kanata sighed, closing his eyes and said, "Right… I guess I won't go then…"
"It's okay Kanata…" piped Miyu at once, grabbing one of his hands with both of her own, "If it's that important, go on… I'll be fine…"
He frowned and then said with a mild smirk playing across his lips, "the last time I heard you say that, I found you collapsed on a marble floor…"
She turned a reasonable shade of scarlet and then pouting said, "I was shocked… you can't blame me…"
Then, he smiled at her and then said, "I guess I'll see you at home…"
Miyu didn't reply. She was already frozen in time. His smile seemed so out-of-the-blue that she was completely thrown off by it.
"I have to go Miyu," he said slowly in almost a whisper.
Miyu snapped to reality and looked at him. Maybe it was the heat but she could see faint blushes on his flawless skin.
"…And for that, you have to let go…" he said, his blush intensifying lightly.
Miyu turned bright scarlet and let go of his hand and holding both her hands together, looked down at the marble floor, burning up.
"Bye then…" said Kanata and without whatsoever a glance at the two others in the room, he left.
A smile crept across her face but she didn't have much time to enjoy it.
"Miyu…"
Miyu stiffened.
"Turn," ordered Nanami sternly, as the blonde obliged, "Explain…"
"Erm…" started Miyu fidgeting lightly as she was fully conscious of Nozomu, who was still in the room.
Nozomu sighed lightly and then said with a smile, "I'd like to enlighten you Miyu with the fact that Kanata and I have studied together from kindergarten through High School… so, you might term us as friends…"
Miyu was not much assured. She knew there was something going on between the handsome blond doctor and the arrogant brunet but that did not make it better for her to tell Nanami how she landed in this mess with him in the same room.
But before either could speak, Nanami gasped in realization.
"Oh my," she gasped, pointing at Miyu with wide eyes, "you are…"
Miyu gulped.
"You're pregnant!" exclaimed Nanami, shocked.
The blonde sighed.
yours, mine and ours
Kanata knew something went wrong the moment he had entered his office building. Everybody around him were whispering and murmuring to each other and he needn't bother to ponder over what the subject was.
That was because—first he was not interested in stuff like this. And second, he knew that they were talking about nothing but his present marital status.
But that didn't bother him. He was much too preoccupied to have even paid attention to the actual problem that had driven him away from his responsibilities to his wife and his unborn child.
At even the thought of the baby, his insides began to squirm as though live snakes were let loose inside his stomach.
He pressed the intercom a dozen times and so irritably that his secretary came bursting in surprised and confused.
"S-sir…?" she panted.
"Coffee," was all he said.
Time seemed to fly away for the brunet as he rushed through all the piled up work. He caught a few glimpses at his staff through his glass door and frowned to see many of the female population staring at him miserably when they thought that he wasn't looking.
He sighed as he looked at his watch. It flashed half past eight. It wasn't late when it came to his usual standards but with a pregnant blonde inside his mansion, whom he had left reluctantly alone at his friend's clinic, he sensed the need to leave work sooner—at the least to check if she's okay.
He got off his chair and slipping back into his coat, without buttoning it, he buzzed in his secretary again.
"Yes, sir…?" she asked breathlessly.
She had been buzzed in and out for the entire day—almost more that usual (which by the way was saying something, taking into account her brunet boss' reputation for being stingy and demanding).
Kanata frowned, deep in thought.
She waited.
Then, she waited some more.
"Sir…?" she called cautiously.
Kanata snapped back to reality and looked at his secretary as though he had just realized that she was there.
Then regaining his usual stance, he cocked his head lightly and asked in a calm tone, "So how much longer do I have to wait for you to open the door?"
She turned a light shade of crimson as irritation flared through her system. So typical of her boss, one minute he's fine the next, goes back to his arrogant and demanding self.
But little did she know that he was actually suffering from something called baby-o-phobia which made him nervous and tensed every time he thought about his future as a dad and only way to calm his self down is to be a little bossy.
(Note: I don't think something such as "baby-o-phobia" exists. It is fictitious put in for comical grounds)
yours, mine and ours
It was nearly nine when he turned off the engine to his black BMW, before the glass doors to his home. He sighed, with his hands still laid lightly on the steering wheel. He looked at his reflection in the rear-view mirror and was not at all surprised to see a confused brunet staring back at him.
"What if it runs in your blood?"
It had been weird hearing such a hypothesis from Nozomu. He had always assumed the blond to be an optimistic guy but this must be the maximum optimism he could've offered, thought Kanata. After all, everybody knew about his father.
He sighed again and leaned back on the seat, his eyes closed. He did not have the faintest idea of how to be a good father.
He couldn't sit on this seat forever. At some time or other, he had to go before her… He didn't know why but thinking about her made him feel a little less nervous.
Taking a deep breath, he arranged his face such that anybody who'd see him will have no idea of what's going on inside his head. He pulled open the door and got out of his car.
He walked through the doors acknowledging the security with a jerk of his head. His head was too preoccupied to take notice of anything around him. He made his way straight to his room.
He stood outside the doors to his room, wondering how best to start his apology to her. As he got nothing, he sighed.
Choosing to go with the flow when the time came, he closed his hand on the doorknob. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
"Kanata!"
Her cheerful face glowed before his eyes, enlightening his current darkened state. He stared at her, amused at her happiness but didn't stop to wonder what was causing her this much bliss as he was too preoccupied trying to memorize her smile.
"Hey," his croaked voice escaped his lips.
"Kanata I-" she started when there was a soft knock on the door.
Kanata turned around and opened the door only to see his caretaker standing before him, with a crooked smile.
"Would you like to have anything to eat or drink, sir?"
Kanata muttered almost inaudibly, "no," and closed the door with a snap.
He sighed and turned around to see the blonde looking at him shocked.
"What?" he asked, at her sudden change in emotion.
"That…" she started, disbelievingly, "that… that was so rude, Kanata!"
Kanata blinked.
"What…?"
"You can't close the door on his face like that," she accused.
"I can," he said slowly, "and… I think I just did…"
She was not pleased.
"You go back out there and apologize… now!" she said with such a poker face that Kanata was a little taken aback.
"What…?" he asked, incredulously.
"You heard me, Saionji," she ordered, "go and apologize…"
Kanata stood there looking at her glowering at him menacingly with her hands at her hips. Despite himself, the corners of his lips lifted and a chuckle escaped his system.
"What's so funny…?" asked Miyu, a little red in the face, and with a pout.
Breathing lightly and choosing not to respond to her query, he instead asked, "So, I guess I should be apologizing right…?"
"As a matter of fact, yes!" she said, crossing her arms.
"Then, I'd better do it from first…" he sighed.
"What?" she asked, her arms dropping to her sides.
He took in a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry".
They stood there, nearly five feet apart, looking into each other's eyes.
Miyu frowned trying to read his auburn irises as he stood there before her, apologizing. Her brain was possibly malfunctioning for she could think of no reason for him to apologize to her.
Finally, finding her voice she asked, "Why… why are you apologizing?"
"You said if I'm rude, I have to apologize…" he said after much thought in his usual casual and serene voice but many unsaid emotions ran through his system as he looked into her emerald orbs, trying to convey whatever he was thinking.
She still looked a little out at sea so he edged nearer and said straining lightly as though he was never used to explaining anything to anybody (which might probably be true), "I shouldn't have left you at the hospital like that…"
Realization struck her and she smiled at him and said, "That's why you're apologizing…?"
Kanata sighed.
She giggled lightly and muttered, "I never thought that The Kanata Saionji had it in him to apologize…"
Kanata raised his eyebrows at her and she gave him another smile making his heart skip a beat. He opened his mouth to retort when she spoke.
"Apology accepted," she said, her head tilted sideways and her eyes closed.
There was silence as he stared at her unblinkingly. She opened her eyes and frowned lightly, expecting a response but nothing came.
"Kanata…?" she called in a worried tone.
He blinked and then clearing his throat asked in a low voice, "so… how did it… how did it go with your friend…?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "it was okay… I just have to give reparation… that's all…"
More silence.
"How did everything go with the check-up…?"
That glowering smile again, thought Kanata as he saw her smile widely at him.
"I've got something to show you!" she exclaimed and pulled him through one of the doors leading from his room to a smaller room like a home-theatre only with a long cushioned couch before a handsome shiny flat-screen with dozens of DVD and VCD players and not to mention racks and racks of DVDs and CDs.
"What's wrong…?" he asked her bewildered as she pushed him onto the couch and hurried over to pick up one of the remotes.
"You'll see," she said and sitting a feet away from the brunet, and taking a deep breath, switched on the TV, all the lights still shining brightly.
Kanata frowned and looked at the screen.
The screen changed color as whatever she was playing started.
Kanata's frown turned to surprise and a gasp escaped his lips, "Oh my god…"
Miyu clapped her hands together and cried, "Yes…! oh Kanata… somewhere in those lines is an actual baby…"
Kanata got off of his seat and walked zombie-like towards the screen. He raised his hand and touched the screen. It was nothing more than mere white and black lines and looked like something taken out of a movie made in the medieval times.
It was a sonogram of their baby.
But as Kanata ran a finger past the screen, he could sense something in there. He could almost feel its tiny heart-beat.
"They said that it would clearer in weeks," said Miyu cheerfully, though her voice showed clear sign of waterfalls, "and we would be able to find out the sex of the baby then, as well…"
He was only half-listening. He was too preoccupied with the image moving in the screen.
He turned around, a few of his fingers still on the screen lightly, with wide eyes, "that's…"
But he was unable to finish his question.
Miyu, however, understanding him perfectly, nodded her head, tears threatening to force their way down her cheeks.
He looked back at the screen and then turned to her.
She smiled.
Abandoning the screen, he walked towards her and dropped on his knees before her. She was taken aback at this. But he was staring intently upon her stomach, almost a questioning gaze.
"That's… that… I mean…" he frowned trying to find the right words, "…in there…?"
He motioned towards her tummy.
She smiled at his nervousness.
Lightly and gracefully, she grabbed his right hand with both of her own and pressed it lightly against her tummy, and in the process, pulled him a little closer to herself.
Kanata, now with one knee on the floor and the other pressed against the couch, was having the worst nervous attacks ever. His heart was beating fast against his chest and its sound echoed inside his head.
His breathing came out hard and slow, his entire system concentrated on his right hand. He felt a small bump on her stomach and he didn't need anybody to tell him what that was.
He looked up at her. There were merely inches away from each other.
"This… it's mine…?" he breathed on her.
Miyu's breathe stopped midway as she stared into his auburn orbs, completely mesmerized by their intensity.
"Totally yours…" she whispered.
He stared at his right hand again and then whispered, "Mine…?"
He looked up at her and then slowly shook his head going, "No…"
Miyu was taken aback and before she could even ask, he continued, his lips inches away from hers.
"It's ours…"
Miyu's heart almost stopped as the brunet's lips covered hers gently. His auburn orbs were closed tenderly whereas her emerald irises were wide with surprise and shock. She felt his hand move from her stomach to her cheek and as she closed her eyes and kissed him back, she sensed him get onto the couch, over her. Her hands snaked around his neck.
{Beethoven's Symphony: 5}
The couple's eyes snapped open and the brunet got to his feet and literally jumped away from the couch as though electrified. He was a deep crimson as he searched about for his mobile.
"H-H-hello?" he stammered.
Miyu got to a sitting position and closed her eyes tight as the scarlet hue along her face intensified with every passing second. She heard him leave the room.
Her heart was beating pretty fast and was surprised not to hear it stop out of shock and surprise. She dropped on the couch, her eyes still closed and her fist to her heart.
Outside, with his back to the room which he just vacated, Kanata was breathing heavily. He looked down at his mobile which was still connected to his lawyer who had just called him. He stared at it for a few minutes after which his lawyer hung up.
He leaned his head back on the door and closed his eyes. He couldn't help but wish the phone hadn't rung for after a long time he had been actually happy—happy with her…
He opened his eyes and staring fixedly at the roof, sighed.
End Chapter 7
A/N: Any good…? I don't expect much but at the least a review…? ;-)
Anyway, for today's thought:
If a person throws a stone at you,
Just smile and throw a flower at them…
But,
Make sure it is still in its pot!
