~ Kirito's P.O.V ~

It was finally night-time and I was laying Azumi down in her crib. I then walked towards my bed and plopped down on it. I took a long sigh and closed my eyes. I really do need your help Yomi. I slowly began drifting off and eventually fell asleep.

[ It was a week before Gold and Kurumi's wedding and I was sitting in the couch next to Yomi. Yomi ,as usual, was scarfing down a box of Pocky. I looked at her and smiled. Even with pocky crumbs all over her face she still looked as beautiful as ever. I dusted off the crumbs on her cheek with my finger. Yomi turned her head away from the TV and loomed at me with her shining violet eyes and a piece of pocky between her lips. She gently tore off the bottom of her pocky and placed it on my palm. Yomi turned back to the TV and a hint of pink could be seen on her cheeks. I gave Yomi a gentle kiss on her cheek and ate the pocky. Yomi was my tsundere, I knew what little things she would do to show her love towards me. I would have given her my cookies, that is if she were ever to start liking them again.

Boom! Clash,Break. I could hear noises coming from the kitchen.

"Tsundere you havent given birth yet right?" I asked Yomi jokingly.

"I'm 7 months away from that!" She said as stomped on my foot. I winced but smiled. Well at least she didn't take it as me calling her fat again.

I got out of the couch and went into the kitchen. There I saw a bunch of pots and pans all over Kurumi. "Oh it's just Kurumi!" I told Yomi as I started walking back to the couch.

"Kirito! Don't just leave her there!" Yomi said randomly standing next to me.

Yomi started picking up some pots off of Kurumi and placing them on the counter. I began doing the same. When there was nothing left on top of Kurumi, I grabbed her hand and helped her up.

"What were you doing?" Yomi asked Kurumi.

"I wanted to try to get better at cooking.. That way after Gold and I are married I'll be able to cook meals for him." Kurumi explained looking defeated.

"How about I help you?" Yomi asked with a kind smile.

If Kurumi was going to keep knocking things down she might potentially end up hurting Yomi or the baby.

"Ah Yomi maybe I should help her?"

Yomi started tearing up. "My food isn't good an-"

"N-no! I mean you're watching your criminal minds marathon plus you get tired more easily now that you're pregnant." I started whipping off Yomi's tears. I hated seeing her cry. I'm used to seeing her angry and happy but as her husband I have to make sure she never feels any sadness.

"Alright then." Yomi said regaining her smile once again. "Is that fine with you Kurumi?"

Kurumi had a scared look on her. "Sure that's fine." I could hear the disappointment in her voice. I really didn't care though. I didn't want to risk Yomi getting hurt especially since she's so vulnerable now. Yomi was going to be safe in the comfort of the couch. While me? Well let's just hope I live through this.

After 2 hours of endless cooking or trying to cook, all that Kurumi could do was cutting vegetables.

"We can try again tomorrow, I think Gold is going to wake up soon."

"Yeah let me just finish cu- ow!" Kurumi dropped the knife and held her hand tightly. "I accidentally cut myself." She said tearing up.

"Let me see it."

Kurumi uncovered her cut and showed it to me. It was about an inch big and in her thumb.

"It's fine, nothing to worry about."

Kurumi just nodded and picked up the knife and placed it in the sink. Despite her finger still bleeding she grabbed another knife and finished cutting up the vegetables. I walked back to the couch and found Yomi laying down on the couch asleep with 8 empty pocky boxes.