The time has come

Notes: Hello you! I know I've been a bad girl, but here is my "sorry I'm late again" Christmas gift!
I hope you'll like it (because for me it has been a real pain in the ***!),I had it written and re-written about a dozen times, not exaggerating T_T Hope they are not too OOC, because that was the big problem… Also, we're slowly coming to the end! That's strange, my first "baby" is nearly done… :'3

RAR :
thank you for always being here (I don't forget the others too!) I hope the way the story turns out will not deceive you ;)
guestis I'm never gonna give up, just think of me as the turtle in the famous La Fontaine's fable lol
MsSherry thank you ! that's a real pleasure believe me, and thanks for the "kick" because I realised it was really time to update so I went into hyper speed x)
Arkticfox thanks for reviewing! By the way, I'm totally in love with your username!

I wish you all a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year ! :D

The wolf stayed still a few seconds, not really believing the words which had escaped his friend's lips; then he stood up and walked unsteadily towards the entrance, unable to hide his apprehension.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw a bit of light-blond hair, recognizing the man immediately, "M-Madarame?"

His voice had been so low, almost a murmur, that he doubted the dragon had heard him; once he reached the door he dared to look up to the man's eyes, locking their glances.
They remained like that for a moment; both were torn apart between anxiety and relief, not knowing what to do nor what to say.

Thorsten was the one to break the heavy atmosphere that had settled between them; he put his hand on the wolf's shoulder, in a way to tell him not to worry.
However, the gesture had an opposite meaning in the upset crocodile's mind, appearing as a show of strength from a new lover.
The blond, in a childish manner and with a feeling of déjà vu, abruptly took the boy by his arm, dragged him through the rooms of the flat to what seemed to be the living and closed the door behind them.

They could hear the middle-weight nervous voice calling Shiro and knocking repeatedly, "Shiro! Is everything alright? Shiro! Do you want me to call the police?"
The latter was slowly regaining his senses, trying to integrate the recent information, for example the fact that he was now locked in his flat and furthermore with the one person he expected the least.

He cleared both mind and throat before answering, "It's okay Thorsten, we need to talk." There was a strange silence behind the door; the brunette was wondering if it really was a good idea but he admitted defeat, displeasure clearly audible in his reply. "Well… I'll be in my room, just call me if you need."

For his part, Yonekuni was looking out of the window, trying to regain some composure. After entering the room, he had realised how immature his behaviour had been and he was now overwhelmed by embarrassment.

"Who's that?

_ Thorsten? He's a friend of mine.

_ Friend, huh? Didn't know you called it like that…"

Shiro's eyes widened at the gruff voice the blond had used, some kind of anger growing. "Yes, he's just a friend and anyway this is none of your concern, not anymore Madarame."

The cold voice and use of his surname did hurt a lot, but he deserved it well; he had regretted his words the moment they left his mouth, despite his long reflection he couldn't help being nervous and acting awkward in front of the boy.

"You're wrong, it is." The voice was softer but Shiro frowned even more, he opened his mouth to respond but the other one interrupted him, "I'm not saying I control your life or whatsoever, but … Oh shit, I love you Shiro. I know I'm an idiot, a fucking blinded man; I know I've been a real jerk and I do not deserve you but I love you. Call me what you want, you've all the rights to. But do not make fun of the feelings I have for you."

The wolf did not know how to react; his mind felt numb, he was shaking and unshed tears were gathered inside of his dark orbs. He seemed so frail, like he could break in an instant.
"What? You're telling me that… but you were the one to hesitate, I was sure of my feelings for you, I'd been since Junior High! Do you know why I left that day especially? I heard you in the garden; you were talking with Kunimasa… Who was hesitating whether us was a good idea? Don't make a fool of me…"

It was the croco's turn to frown, remembering slowly the day his world turned upside down.

FLASH BACK

« Of you! Do you know how you act towards him? First you reject him, then you act like a child to get him back and now you're as cold as ice! Are you trying to drive him insane?!
_ I…
_ Do you intend to settle down with him? To live with him?
_ Yonekuni, do you love him?
_ I don't know... I wonder if ... If us was a good idea. »

"Shiro… I had no doubt about my feelings at that time.
Remember that time when that idiot snake Aogiri confessed to you, the canine's cheeks were burning from embarrassment and heat, Kunimasa escorted you to school and I heard you talked. What did I tell you that day Shiro, do you remember that?"

FLASH BACK

« [Our idiot is head over heels for you. (…) He's so embarrassed that he can't see anything. He's taking it out on you. (…) Have confidence. He chose you by his instincts.] I'm still confused. But… Still... What Kunimasa said is right. Probably… »

"I knew I was in love you, I knew since that day. I had my doubts about you loved me or not."

The wolf seemed lost and somewhat betrayed by the other's speech, not really understanding why he meant.

"You didn't realised it huh? How many times did I have to ask you to call me by my first name Shiro? You always called me Madarame…
The only one you called Yonekuni was the one of my dreams, I-I … I was jealous of myself, I know it seems stupid but…
You were so kind to him; cajoling him, whispering him sweet words.
I know and I already knew back then that I had been a real jerk to every man I had encountered, I couldn't understand why you would be in love with the one I was outside my dreams… not when I was so rude and cruel to you.
I was completely lost. I thought that maybe one day you would wake up, realize I was not the one you wanted and that you would leave me alone, I… I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have kept that to me, I should have talked to you. That's what couples do."

The blond took a deep breath, refusing to look up to the man who stood there, afraid of what he might see in his eyes.

"I should have done many things, but… I'm not here only to apologise Shiro. I do want you by my side, I want you to be my partner.
I don't care how people could call me; I want them to see you're the man I love. I just want you by my side.

_ Why now?! I had found a new rhythm, I made new friends and… why do you tell me all that now, I …"

The boy stopped only to avoid crying, his fists were firmly clenched and his head felt like it would explode any moment.

"Shiro… I was looking for you this whole time, no, we were all looking for you: Noririn and my brother, my father, that idiot Aogiri and even Kumakashi. Once I was sure you were here, I took the first plane for Denmark. It took us time because you're not that easy to track.

_ Do not lie to me!

_ Why don't you believe me? What do I have to do?

_ If what you say is real, then why didn't you just call Thorsten back?!"

Yonekuni was taken aback by the black-haired boy's words, not getting the other's point.
"What do you mean? I never heard of him before.

_ Last week, he called Karen and she told him you were at your father's. He left our number and asked you to contact us as soon as possible but you never called back.

_ I was in London, that's right. But I've had no news from Karen for two weeks and if Father had got a call from you, he would have told me for sure… Shiro, when did you call?

_ What would that change huh?

_ When did you call?! We left UK five or six days ago, maybe we just-

_What did you say? Five days... Oh God… why must things always be so complicated? I-I…

_ Shhhhh stop talking about that okay? I know it's hard to believe me but please, let's start over from the beginning.

_ No Madarame we…

_ Won't you call me Yonekuni? (*)

_ No, we can't Yonekuni, we can't start all over again.

_ Why not? That is entirely up to us!

_ No, I…

nothing will ever be the same.

_ Is that because of that man?

_ No! No… I already told you, he's just a friend. It's not because of him, it's me."

The blond stopped, gazing into space; it was like there was something he didn't want to register, something he denied vehemently.

"No … don't tell me you're-! That's impossible! Not now! I just found you back; you can't … that- that's way too early! Shiro!

_ I can do nothing about that! Don't talk to me that way, I did not plan this either! But if it's too much for you to bear, you're free to leave, I'll understand."

The poor boy was having difficulty to keep his voice calm and steady, tears now flowing down his cheeks.

"Tell me how to cope with that then, tell me! How am I supposed to acknowledge the fact the man I love is going to die?!"

Everything went quiet in the living room, the canine had suddenly stopped to sob; both were paralysed, one by sorrow and the other by disbelief.

"Sorry but… Yonekuni, I'm not dying. I'm pregnant."

(*) that's something I directly took from the manga

what do you mean by "You're naughty for stopping there!" I can't see any special event... ;)
Bye and thank you for your support,
Anthea.