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OMAKE 6-4 - Truth of Truth (Con't)
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Mitsusuke was alone on the roof. She used Kenji's window to get out.
The night wind was gentle and not so cold. Up on the sky was a black veiled with sparkly diamonds everywhere and a big old Moon shining forth.
She had been looking up at the night sky for a while now, free of thoughts. Somehow, the moment calmed her and made her forget most of the things she had on her mind, but eventually, the disarray thought came back to her accordingly. She remembered everything that happened, each of Fuji's emotions toward each of her words.
Did I really say all that hurtful words? It hurt mom so much. Mitsusuke remembered the moment before she unceremoniously ran out of the house. Now that it was the right moment that she could think of her past actions, she regretted most of them.
Sure, she was shocked, but what she said was not from the bottom of her heart. She admitted that the words from her mouth came from a spontaneous child's mind.
When did I even care what my friends think?
A miffed sigh left her lung and dissipated into the air.
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Atobe was considerate to open the door for them himself and to dismiss most of his household staff for the evening. He still couldn't believe what had happened. He knew Tezuka and Fuji were the perfect parents that he had ever known, even though they weren't best friends or anything like that.
The distraught look on Fuji's face was a mix of fear, anxiety, unclear happiness, and haste. Without words, Atobe let Fuji, Tezuka, and Kunisyuu into the house gaining a grateful nod from Tezuka.
Fuji's red-blue eyes searched the house. He turned around and clutched Tezuka's hand when he found no one else besides the four of them present. Fuji then whispered, "Where is she?"
Tezuka pulled Fuji into his arms and gently spoke. "You need to calm down first."
Fuji nodded. Eventually, Fuji's heart beat slowed down to a constant pace.
"Are you alright?" Tezuka pushed them slightly apart and looked into Fuji's unsettled eyes.
Fuji nodded anyways.
Atobe quietly walked ahead.
Kunisyuu ran up beside Fuji and took hold of his hand. "I will be with you." He gave Fuji an assuring squeeze.
Fuji looked at his son a let out a small smile. He nodded with a grateful thank.
Tezuka walked by Fuji with his arm around Fuji's shoulders as they followed Atobe deeper into his house that one would call a mansion.
Soon, they were led to a closed door.
Atobe opened the door for them, but the only occupant they found in the room was Atobe's son Kenji. Atobe gave his son a small cue and the boy climbed out of the window.
Not too soon, Mitsusuke appeared from the window. Her eyes widened with incredulity when she saw Fuji standing in front of her by a few meters. "Mom." She whispered.
Fuji bit his lips when his daughter casted her gaze away from him. What he didn't know was Mitsusuke's action was of shame. The shame that she had carelessly spoke the uncanny lie to her mother earlier. Fuji assumed the reason otherwise, for Mitsusuke looking away was of her being ashamed of him, and not of herself.
Fuji gulped down the lump of tears down his throat before speaking softly. "Mitsusuke, I'm sorry for everything."
Mitsusuke kept her head bowed as she stood rigidly listening to Fuji spoke.
"I understand if you don't want to look at me, or accept this mom who you have been calling since you could speak." A silent pause. "I didn't mean to hide this from you, but it truly pains me to think of something like this will happen…It is true that I am no woman, but I tried my best in all those years to be a good mother for you and Kunisyuu."
Fuji couldn't hold the tears in anymore; they fell slowly from his already redden eyes. "It got harder each day as you became attached to me and called me your mom affectionately so. I knew I should tell you, yet I didn't know when."
Mitsusuke's body began to tremble. The pearly tears dripped off her graceful pointed chin and splashed on the floor.
"I will also understand if you do not want this fake mother anymore. As long as you come home, I will do anything, even if it means for me to go away." Fuji took a deep breath before continuing. "I will leave, so your father could marry a true mother, a woman who could tend to your need better than a man can. If that is what you truly want, I will…disappear from your life…so your friends won't think anything bad of you. The last thing I want to do is make my children's lives a misery."
"…Syusuke." Tezuka shuddered as he looked at Fuji with disbelief. He won't accept that, even if his daughter wanted Fuji to leave. He and Fuji strived so hard to get what they had today. There was no way in the world that he would let Fuji leave. Never.
"Your father could wed another to be your step--"
"No!" Mitsusuke's head snapped up. "I don't want a step mother. I only want you." Without wasting any second, she moved toward Fuji and tightly winded herself around Fuji's body.
Fuji cried and hugged his child back with the same desperate passion of not wanting to let go. "I love you so much, and I only want what is best for you. Come home."
"I love you. I'm sorry for all the hurtful things I said to you. I didn't mean any of it. Please forgive me and don't leave. I don't want you to go far away from me. I'm sorry, mommy." Mitsusuke confessed honestly as quickly as a shooting star sweeping across the sky. She only wanted to tell Fuji how much she loved him, even though the truth was known. The truth changed nothing, and only proved how deeply Fuji's love was given to them, his children from his own flesh.
"Mhn." Fuji comfortably rubbed the back of her head. "There is nothing to forgive. I never held anything against you."
Kunisyuu couldn't help but let his tears fell. He moved closer to them and enveloped them both.
Atobe, Kenji, and Tezuka left the room silently to the first floor.
"Atobe." Tezuka started. "Thank you."
"I hate to see women cry, but you're welcome anyways." Atobe let out an amused chortle.
"I'm serious." Tezuka raised an eyebrow at Atobe's can't be helped haughtiness.
"I know." Atobe returned.
They stood with an eerie silence, none knowing what else to say, but to wait until Fuji and the twins came down.
Fuji and the twins had slid onto the floor, with Mitsusuke sitting against Fuji's chest and in his embrace, while Kunisyuu kneeled behind Fuji and hug him loosely.
"The stars are beautiful tonight." Mitsusuke began in her soft voice as they all looked to the window.
"Truly is." Fuji replied. "It's the same night, I believed, that you both came to be."
"Tell us about how you and dad met." Kunisyuu said.
Fuji was about to begin, but a sound disrupted them, not one but 2. Fuji chuckled lightly. "I will, but first we need to fill both of your stomachs."
They disentangled themselves and stood up. Both children were at both of Fuji's sides as they descended the stairs to find Tezuka.
They were going home.
Fuji told the twins to freshen themselves while he and Tezuka will prepare dinner.
"Thank you for not leaving." Tezuka pulled Fuji into his chest and muffled the words into Fuji's hair. He nuzzled into the locks longingly.
"I'm sorry. Did I scare you back there?" Fuji asked solemnly. The thought of him departing to leave all that he loved behind was devastating, and he was glad that it didn't become a solution.
"You did." Tezuka answered candidly. He pulled apart and kissed Fuji's forehead. "Promise me to never say that again."
Fuji nodded with a promised smile.
"Thank you. Let's get started." Tezuka walked pass Fuji, heading toward the refrigerator.
Fuji looked at Tezuka with much gratitude. Fuji ran up behind Tezuka and hugged him. "I love you." He let go with the same speed that gave Tezuka not a chance to respond and put on his apron.
Dinner was awkwardly silent, but at least the twins ate something.
The night was still earlier. Mitsusuke had decided to sit out in the patio in the garden while her parents were inside helping each other washing the dishes. Kunisyuu retreated to his room not so long after his sister left.
She didn't know how long she had sitting there, but she could feel the deep into the night breeze blowing through her. She shivered at the first wind, but suddenly she felt the wind being blocked out.
She turned around and saw Fuji smiling tenderly. He had draped a jacket over her shoulders to keep her warm.
"May I sit here?" Fuji signaled to the ground beside Mitsusuke.
She nodded silently.
"Thank you." Fuji sat down slowly. He bit his lips nervously as he did so, not knowing how to approach his daughter. "How was dinner? I made it quite quickly, so it might not taste as savory."
"It tasted wonderful. I forgot to thank you for dinner." She replied demurely, as she entwined her fingers uneasily. "Thank you."
Fuji smiled gladly, but kept silence as his subconscious danced with joy, for he got a positive comment from his daughter.
"…Mom. No. Dad…I mean. No. You can't be Dad. It'd be too confusing. Not a good idea-"
"Sweetie, what are you mumbling about?" Fuji inquired with curiosity.
Mitsusuke didn't know she had said that aloud. She inwardly smacked herself before recomposing herself. "It was nothing, Mom-" She stopped abruptly when she realized she was calling Fuji 'Mommy' on habit. She needed to change that.
"Mitsusuke, does that make you uncomfortable?" It didn't take a genius to know Mitsusuke's inner turmoil, especially when Fuji bore her.
"No." She sighed with tiny disappointment. "Do you feel uncomfortable around me?" She looked into his unsettled eyes.
Fuji swallowed and answered truthfully. "I only feel uncomfortable when you are uncomfortable. The only thing I really wish right now is for our relationship to go back to the way it was before, with your carefree personality. I know I cannot change what you think, but instead I will change myself."
"You don't need to do that." Mitsusuke took Fuji's right hand into hers. "I will go back to the way I used to be. Please give me time. It would make me the worst daughter in the world if you change for my sake."
Fuji looked at her through loving tears. He placed his free hand on her cheek. "I am the happiest mother in the world to have such a wonderful daughter as yourself. I cannot ask for more." He pulled her into his embrace and snuggled his face into her hair.
Mitsusuke smiled and brought her arms around his waist. "Can I still call you 'mommy'?"
Fuji loosened the embraced and pushed apart with quite surprised eyes.
Mitsusuke thought Fuji was offended by the regard with his surprised eyes, so she quickly added. "It's not that I refuse to acknowledge you as who you are. It's just-" When Fuji's face loosened with ease and humor, Mitsusuke caught on and smiled. "Old habit dies hard."
"I don't mind what you regard me by, as long as your feeling for me is true and doesn't change."
Mitsusuke let out a joyful smile and lunged into Fuji.
"Let's go inside."
"Yes, mommy."
Fuji stepped in his room and closed the door behind him after he departed with Mitsusuke downstairs.
Tezuka was on his laptop, but looked up when he recognized it was Fuji who just entered. He swiveled the chair around and held out his arm for Fuji to sit on his laps. "How did it go?" He kissed Fuji's cold cheek.
"Very well. Perhaps we can go back to how we used to be soon." Fuji bit his lips jovially and snuggled closer to Tezuka.
"That's great." They stayed like that, savoring each other's warmth until Fuji's skin turned warm from cold. "Do you know what makes me the happiest man on earth right now." Tezuka said in a deep voice with mischievous glints in his eyes.
Fuji feigned innocence and played on. "I don't know. Why don't you show me?" Fuji played at Tezuka's shirt buttons, popping them loose slowly.
"Are you sure you want me to show you?"
Fuji purred into Tezuka's ear affirmatively.
At Fuji's confirmation, Tezuka wasted no time picked Fuji up and threw him on the bed. He joined his lover instantly.
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The twins were in their room doing homework when they heard a scream from the second floor.
They were about to bolt out of their room to the source of the noise when another noise followed.
They immediately recognized the ecstasy in that second noise and blushed furiously.
"I don't want to know what that was." Kunisyuu mumbled and went back to his desk still flushing red.
Mitsusuke looked at her brother's back with the same red face before turning back to her own desk. "Where's my music player when I need it?" She rumbled through the drawers in her desk clumsily.
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AN: This is the end of this omake. I want to make another omake for the second miracle. I will fix this chapter if it's unsatisfy to anyone, but you will need to point it out to me. I feel this chapter goes through really quick and I'm not sure whether the whole chapter is constant with the emotions and situations.
Thank you Kyuubimeihime, 3chi4, , Mitsuke, Yuujirou, Tacuma, toraMizu, Ruuna, athrun zala08, nequam-tenshi, Sayoko's-fire, devi no kaze, sadari, Vhii1217, and naitram_c189 for giving me an answer to my inquiries. The names are beautiful, but only a few will be selected. I will also mix a few, so I hope you don't mind. These informations will go on to my next omake. And also thank you the rest for reading.
-------------At what age should the twins be when Fuji becomes pregnant again?
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