Hey guise! I told you that I'd prob update the next chappy todaaaay! Thats two chappys in under 24 hours! YAY!
So Mikuo told me that on days when Miku was too sick to go too school was supposed to stay home with her.
Now I don't see the reason WHY I have to do this, I mean she's a one month pregnant woman she should be able to handle one half of a day by herself, she doesn't need to be treated like a child.
But of corse...She does seem to be a bit more mood swingy now and I really don't want to make her mad...because if I do I have a feeling that she'll slap me or something.
"Len! Could you come up here for a minute?" Miku yelled from the bedroom.
"Sure thing." I ran up the stairs and into her, well rather our bedroom.
"Len can you put this on pleeeease." Miku said, tossing a pink apron at me, with puppy dog eyes.
I blushed. "Th-This? B-But why?"
Miku pouted "It'll make you look ever cuter than you already are!" Miku said glomping me, I could feel the pressure of her breasts against my chest.
She then backed up. "Okay, ow, that hurt a bit..."
"Uh, Um I'm sorry!" I said.
"No...You didn't do anything." She pointed to her breasts "They get tender. And sometimes I forget." Miku said.
"Oh I see..." Miku tilted her head. "So are you gonna put on the apron?"
"Do I have a choice?" I said.
"Not unless you wanna get slapped." Miku said.
Damn, She really is mood swingy. So I put on the...pink apron and walked back into our bedroom. "Anything else?" I asked.
"Um, Yeah..If it isn't too much to ask, Could you make me some, soup...Um please." Miku asked.
"Sure, What kind?" I asked.
"It doesn't matter..." Miku said.
"Sure thing." I smiled. "I'll get started on it now."
"Yay! Thanks Len!" Miku said with a bright smile on her face. I started to walk down the stairs.
"Hey Len." Miku said.
"Yes Miku?" I said walking backwards up the stairs.
"You look really really cute in that apron." She took a picture of me with her phone.
I glared at her "Thanks Miku." I walked back down the stairs and started on the soup.
Then not ten minutes later I herd a scream from he upstairs. I ran upstairs and practiacally slid into the room. "What happened!"
Miku was crying "I'm fat!"
Really, That was her reason for screaming, Girls are so complicated. "Miku, you're not fat."
"Yes I am! See!" She pointed to the number on the scale she was standing on. It wasn't much past her usual weight.
"Miku, you're only a little bit past you're usual weight. And that's only because you're carrying a baby, As it grows you'll get bigger."
"You mean I'm gonna gain even MORE weight! And when I gain more weight I'll get fat and you won't love me anymore!" She started to cry again.
I hugged Miku "Miku, Why would you even think that? I'll love you no matter how you look, Because I love you for who you are. In here." I poked her where her heart is.
"R-Really? Even if I end up being freakishly huge?" Miku asked, still a bit teary eyed.
"Yes really, No matter how 'freakishly huge' you become." I said, Giving Miku a kiss on the forehead.
"Hey Len." Miku said still hugging me.
"Yes Miku?" I asked.
"What happened to that soup you were making me?"
My eyes widened "OH CRAP I forgot all about it!" I ran down the stairs and saw the soup boiling over.
"Crap, Mikuo's gonna kill me if his kitchen gets ruined!" I turned off the stove and started mopping up the soup that was on the ground, and clumsily hit my elbow against the pot of soup causing some of the soup to fall onto me. I screamed "Aaaaaah! Hot soup! Hot soup!" I herd Miku run down the stairs.
"Len I herd you scream are you okay?" Miku looked around the kitchen "What the hell happened here?" Miku asked.
"Soup boiled over, tried to fix it, soup fell on me, now I smell like leek soup." I said.
Miku leaned in towards me, and smelled me. "I think you smell delicious."
I laughed a bit "Thanks Miku." She smiled.
"So, you look like you could use a bit of help cleaning this up, Let me clean it." Miku said with another smile.
"No, it's okay I got it, I wouldn't want you to overwork yourself."
"I know, But it's just a kitchen, I think I can handle it." Miku said with yet another smile. "Besides, you should change out of your damp clothes."
"Okay, Fine."
"Yay! Now get me a mop!" I handed her the mop. She mopped up the rest of the boiled over soup while I was taking a shower.
A lot of things are sure to change in these nine months. And not just Miku, myself too. Now that I think of it, can I even handle being a father? I guess only time can tell. I thought to myself shutting off the water, I wrapped a towel around my body and went into the bedroom to change.
After I changed into some clean clothes I walked downstairs to find the kitchen looking good as new and Miku sitting at the table stirring a bowl of soul with her spoon.
"Hey, You did nice." I said, Looking aroung the kitchen
Miku looked up at me "Thanks, By the way this soup tastes really good."
"It does? Let me get a bowl." I smiled and got a bowl of soup sitting across from Miku.
"It does taste good." I said tasteing the soup and looking at Miku who was still looking at her bowl of soup.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah...I guess." Miku said.
"You're lying. Tell me, what's wrong?"
"I'm thinking." She said.
"That's a pretty depressing thinking face." I replied
"Shut up!" Miku said throwing her spoon at me, which just barely missed my face.
"You're worried about it aren't you?" I asked.
"Yeah...What if I can't deliver the child safely, or something goes wrong like a miscarriage or it died in my stomach."
"Miku, Gods on our side this time, I'm sure you'll deliver this child safely and it will be healthy."
"We can only hope." Miku said. "Damn, I'm tired...I'm gonna take a nap." Miku added on.
"Alright, get some rest. I'll wake you up in a few hours."
"Thanks." Miku said smiling and walking up the stairs.
I got up from the kitchen table and walked over to the shrine of Miku's parents, I sat in front of it. "Please, Let Miku have a safe and healthy child birth." I prayed out loud.
"I'm sure she'll come through with it." Mikuo said putting his hand on my shoulder, I didn't even hear him come in.
I looked up at him "You really think so?" I asked.
Mikuo nodded "I do."
Miku walked down the stairs wrapped in a blanket rubbing her eyes. "What's going on...Oh hey Mikuo."
"Morning sleeping beauty." Mikuo said.
"You're so nice." Miku frowned.
"How did you sleep?" I asked.
"I feel like I slept on a rock." Miku said.
"That'll happen when you're pregnant." Mikuo said.
"And how would you know?" I asked.
"Well...Uh, That's because..I kinda uh, Was in the same situation as you're in now Len...Except the girl I ya know...did it with died giving birth to the child." Mikuo said.
"That's...So..Sad." Miku said.
"Wait wait whoa, Hold up. So if YOU did the same thing to your girlfriend that I did to Miku, Then why did you get so mad at me?" I asked.
"Well, Miku's my little sister. Imagine if that happened to your sister how would you react?" Mikuo asked.
"I'd be fine with it just as long as the guy wouldn't leave her. But Rin's dating a girl right now and can't get pregnant by another girl." I said.
"So, you're saying that if your sister got pregnant you wouldn't really care?" Mikuo asked.
"Nope." I said.
"Can you both please just shut up? You're giving me a headache!" Miku yelled.
"Sorry..." Both Mikuo and I said.
"Thank you!" Miku practically yelled.
This is going to be nine very long months... I said to myself.
Mood swings.
Miku sure does change her mood a lot now doesnt she? XD
Anyway, I've decided that for every chapter update 2 weks of Miku's preagnancy will have passed. She the next chappy she'll be a month and a half along.
Also, I have no idea how soon I'll update anymore, I have to google everything about the preagnancy as the weeks go by and everyting. And well, I'm actually a really lazy person^^ Hehheh, So idk when i'll actually feel like doing that...BUT I know if I wait to long then I'll lose my reviews! And if I lose them then I'll be sad! DX So I'll try to update once(?) a week.
Anyway, Tell me how you liked this chapter.
