I do NOT own Durarara! or Vampire Knight. I do own Yuri.
Chapter 9:
Month one:
We found out we are having a kid, and Izaya proposed to me. I barely have a baby bump, but I'm showing a little! Everyone is slowly finding out because people are talking about us. I found out some things about Izaya's past. A pretty interesting first month of pregnancy. No mood swings... yet. Still a carefree teenager, just a little more cautious.
Month two:
My clothes don't fit anymore!
"Izaya, we need to go shopping for bigger clothes!" I say.
"Okay, lets go. Do you have any money?" he asks.
"No." I say.
"Well, I figured you have me pay anyway."
"Aw, you know me so well!"
We go shopping, and I try on some shirts that are a couple sizes bigger than what I normally wear. And some sweatpants. I exit the changing room.
"How do I look?" I ask, feeling like a slob.
"You're beautiful." Izaya answers.
"Psh. Whatever. But this is what I'll get." I say.
We pay for the didn't buy too much because I will be growing.
My baby bump is bigger. My sisters said they want to plan my bridal shower, and my baby shower. Yay, presents!
I'm starting to get weird food cravings. Right now I want pocky. Maybe I should go talk to Senri...?
It's still summer, so I don't have to worry about school. I'm thankful for that, but I'm going to have to go after break, which'll suck.
Month three:
It's back to school. My stomach is getting big, and I can't wear the school uniform. As I thought, everyone's been avoiding us. Izaya and I don't really care, though. We usually hung out by ourselves anyway.
I have noticed people staring at me, and whispering. They're probably spreading stupid rumors. I hate this! Why do people have to do this to us? They should keep to themselves!
"What's on your mind?" Izaya asks when we're eating lunch. People are whispering, and I give them a death glare. They stop talking and slowly walk away.
"I am so sick of people spreading rumors!" I say.
"It's okay. We know the truth." he says.
"Did you hear the one about us "doing it" in the Teachers Lounge after school the day before the last day?" I ask.
"Or the one about it being a three-some with Shizu-chan?" Izaya asks.
"People are so ridiculous. They're pissing me off!" I scream.
"Y-Yuri? Can you calm down, please?" a teacher asks.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." I appologize.
I knew that rumors would spread, but I didn't know it'd be this bad.
Month four:
Izaya and I had picked out the date for our wedding. We're having it the week after I turn seventeen. Two months before the baby is due. Izaya's already turned seventeen.
I'm huge, and some girls are picking on me.
"Izaya." I say, crying.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"People are picking on me." I cry.
"Who?" he asks.
"Those mean girls over there." I say, wiping my nose on my shirt.
"Y-Yuri-chan. Don't do that." he says. He starts walking over to the girls. He smiles and starts talking to them. It looks like a normal conversation, but it ends in the girls crying and running away.
"What did you say to them?" I ask.
"Oh, you know. This and that. No one messes with my girl." he says, pulling me into a hug. "Except me." he says, tugging on my hair.
"Hey, when did I become your girl?" I ask.
"That day on the beach when I said you are mine, and I am yours." he says.
"Oh, yeah. Well then I can mess with you, too." I say, ruffling his hair.
"Hey! Yuri-chan, stop it!" he says, trying to push me away. We're both laughing, and I totally forgot about those snobby girls.
"They're at it again." someone passing by says.
"Did you say something?" Izaya asks.
"N-no!" they say, running away.
"Thought so." he says, giving me a hug. "Lets get to class." and we walk to class.
Month five:
And just when I thought I couldn't get any bigger, I did. We had to buy more clothes, and I'm looking more and more like a slob each day. Izaya keeps insisting that I look beautiful, and I believe him. Until I look into the mirror.
The bullying at school seems to have calmed down. I think they're finally sick of it. That, or Izaya had a talk with them.
"Yuri-chan. You know I love you, right?" Izaya randomly asks one day when we're walking home from school. Well, he's walking, and I'm waddling.
"I know that. You tell me all the time." I say, smiling.
"You really mean the world to me." he says, choking up. I put my hand on his cheek.
"Hey, I love you, too." I say. "What brought this up?" I ask.
"I just wanted you to know how lucky I am to have you." he says.
"Yeah, you are pretty lucky." I say, laughing a bit. He nudges me with his elbow, and I nudge him back. We walk into his house and I sit down on the couch. He sits under me on the floor. "Ow!" I exclaim.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"I felt the baby kick." I tell him.
"Really?" he asks.
"No... I just felt like saying that." I say sarcastically. He squints at me.
"Can... I feel?" he hesitantly asks.
"Of course." I say, taking his hand. I gently set it on my stomach and wait for it to kick again. The baby presses it's foot, and Izaya smiles. He kisses the spot with the teeny footprint.
"Hi there." he says to it, "I'm your father. I can't wait to meet you." I smile and Izaya looks up at me. "You're going to have a great mommy." he says. The baby kicks again, and we both laugh. Izaya starts singing to it softly, and I start to fall asleep.
Month six:
I'm starting to get excited for the wedding. We're having a professional planner plan it, and she's giving us a discount. My father and Mrs. Takehashi both said they'd help out. Izaya and I are truly greatful to them. And they also said that they'd help out with the baby, which is a huge relief for me, and Izaya.
"Have fun at your Bacholor party thingy." I tell Izaya. His friends Shinra and Shizuo planned it for him, and they worked with Yumi and Yuki to make sure that everything was "perfect", and that it was on the same day so that we'd only have to spend one day away from each other.
"It would be more fun if you were there... But I hope you have fun at your party." he says.
"I will. I don't think there'll be many people at either of our parties, but oh well. Right? We never really did make many friends." I say.
"Yeah..." he trails off. He drives me over to the Aido Mansion. Hanabusa, one of my friends, said that we could use it. I don't know where Izaya's will be held. He wouldn't tell me... Maybe he doesn't even know...? I get out of the car.
"Byebye!" I say.
"Bye, have fun." he says, while pulling out, back onto the road. I walk up to the door and open it. I was told to go to the underground part. I walk down hall, after hall, until I finally find a poster on a door that says: "Yuri's Bridal Party Down Here!" I open the door and wobble down the steps. Great, I'm going to have to walk up these.
"Yuri!" Yumi shouts.
"Hey Yumi. Thanks for planning this. You, too, Yuki." I tell my sisters. They give me a hug, and walk away. Hmm, lets see. I look around the room to see who's here.
Rima, Ruka, Mrs. Takehashi, Hanabusa's three sisters, Mairu, Kururi, Takuma(!), and... Namie? What's she doing here!
"Yumi!" I whisper yell.
"Yeah?" she asks.
"What's she doing here?" I ask, nodding my head toward Namie.
"Oh, I saw you and Izaya talking to her. I thought you two were friends." she tells me.
"No, I hate her." I say.
"Well, I'm sorry." Yumi appologizes. "It was an honest mistake. Why don't you just let her stay. There aren't that many people. You're friends are basically all boys."
"Fine." I say, "But what is Takuma doing here?" I ask.
"Oh, he didn't want to go to Izaya's party, so I invited him." she says.
"Okay." I say. It doesn't really bother me. At all. I'm glad that he's here. I hope he and Yumi go on a date after this. Yumi goes off to talk to him.
Rima and Ruka are talking to each other, Yuki, Mrs. Takehashi, Mairu, and Kururi are talking to each other, and Takuma and Yumi are talking to each other. Namie and I are the only ones not talking to anyone.
I walk over to her, feeling kind of sorry for her.
"Hi." I say.
"Hi." she replies.
"Thanks for coming." I tell her, even though I really don't mean it.
"Congradulations." she says.
"Thanks." I smile.
"I just don't know what Izaya sees in you." she mutters.
"Why do you like him so much?" I ask her.
"I went to school with him when we were young. I fell in love with him, and I thought he liked me, too. One day he just disappeared. I was trying to find him ever since that day. I was so happy when I found him, but I knew he wouldn't remember me, so I acted as though I didn't know him. I thought starting fresh would work, but then you got in the way. You were making him smile more than I ever could, and it was making me super jealous. I'm sorry I was so rude." she says. "You and Izaya are very cute together." a tear runs down her cheek.
"I am so sorry." I say, giving her a hug. I feel so bad for her. The boy she loves, fell in love with someone else. They were both rude to her, and she just sat there, trying her best to get him to notice her. Now they're getting married, and having a kid.
"It's okay. It's in the past. I hope you can forgive me." she says,
"Oh, no! I hope you can forgive me." I say.
"It's not your fault." she says, "I'm glad that you two found happiness. I was talking to his neighbor earlier, and she told me a little about Izaya's past... I'm glad you two found each other." I don't know what to say, so I just smile. "Oh, I'm sorry to keep you." she says.
"Oh, it's fine. I'm just going to thank everyone for coming." I say, walking away. I thank eveyone else for coming, and then we play some games, and eat.
"Okay, time for presents." Yuki says. Everyone gathers around me.
"Thanks everyone. For everything." I say.
"Hurry and open your presents!" everyone says. It startles me, and I pick up one. From Rima and Senri. I open it carefully, and pull out an album to put pictures in.
"Thank you!" I say.
"After your wedding, you can give Senri and I the pictures you want in there. It's for your wedding and honeymoon pictures. We'll put it together for you, if you want." Rima says.
"Oh, thanks! That's great, because I don't know how to scrapbook." I say, smiling. I pick up another one.
I got a gift card from Ruka and Akatsuki, a card with $100 from the Aido family, a homemade candle from Mrs. Takehashi, a "specially made, just for me" shirt from Mairu and Kururi, $20 from each of my sisters, and a gift card from Naime.
"Thank you everyone!" I say.
"Wait, you forgot to open my present." Takuma says. To be honest, I'm kind of scared to open it. I don't know why, I'm just getting a bad feeling.
"Mrs. Takehashi." Mairu and Kururi say, "We have to go potty." they get up and leave.
"Open it." Yumi says. I open it, and I was right. I pull out a sleezy, way-too-revealing, night gown. Everyone gasps, and then starts laughing. Yumi slaps Takuma's shoulder. I start blushing.
"T-Takuma? Why did you get me this?" I ask.
"Wear it on your honeymoon. I'm sure Izaya'll go crazy." Takuma says. That is the most perverted thing I have ever heard him say. I start blushing even more.
Yuki, who had passed her drivers training, drove me home. Well, to Izaya's house. That's where I have been living lately. I think I'll move in permanetly, soon. I carry all of my presents in the house, then go outside to thank Yuki for driving me home. No one else is home, so I lay on my bed, and study for my exam. I leave my presents out on my table.
Izaya told me that Mairu and Kururi were going to spend the night at Mrs. Takehashi's house, so they won't be here tonight. So I'm going to be here alone until Izaya shows up.
I hear the door open, and I sit up. Izaya walks into my room.
"How'd eveything go?" he asks.
"It was fun. Things worked out, until the end. Someone decided to embarress me." I tell him.
"How'd they embarress you?" he asks.
"Look at the presents." I say, pointing at the table. He walks over there, and a few seconds later, he picks up the night gown. He raises an eyebrow and smirks. "It was mortifying." I say, pushing a pillow against my face. "And what made it worse is that he said that you'd go crazy for it." I tell him.
"So you aren't going to wear it?" he asks.
"You... want me to?" I ask.
"Well, If you don't want to..." he trails off.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want you to wear it." he says.
"Fine, on our honeymoon. Where are we going?" I ask.
"Somewhere. I've got it all planned. You just have to wait and see." he says.
"You planned it for during the summer, right?" I ask.
"Of course." he says.
Month seven:
I turned seventeen, and Izaya through a little party for me. He baked me a cake, and we spent the night watching movies that I want to watch. Mostly chick flicks. We ended up falling asleep on the couch.
This is the month of our wedding, and I'm starting to get a little nervous. I've been missing school for doctors appointments to make sure the baby's all right. We found out the gender of the baby, and it's perfectly healthy.
I can't find any wedding dresses that fit, so Mrs. Takehashi said that she'd make me one. She is a life saver and I love her. She's basically like Izaya's mom, and helps me like she's mine. Which is nice, since my mom and dad died when I was younger. The headmaster is my adoptive father.
We're having our wedding on a saturday, and time flies. The day of the wedding is here.
It happens just like my dream... Except I'm pregnant.
"The church looks wonderful!" I say, spining around.
"Get ready. It's almost time." someone tells me.
"Okay." I say, standing up straight. My father comes over and links his arm in mine.
"Are you ready?" he asks.
"No, I'm nervous." I say.
"You'll be fine." he tells me, patting my hand. The doors open, and Here Comes The Bride starts playing. I look down the aisle and see Izaya standing there. The butterflies turn into pteridactoles.
"Hey, Yuri-chan. You look great." he tells me when I stand up next to him. I blush.
"Thank you. You look great as well." I say. And one boring speech later...
"You may now kiss the bride." the priest says. Izaya bends down and kisses me. Everyone cheers, and we walk down the aisle, hand-in-hand.
We go out back into the labyrith to take pictures. The photographer has Izaya and I stand next to each other in a bush of flowers. He has us do different poses, and then everyone in the wedding comes and we take a group shot.
We get to ride in a limo to the reception.
The reception is pretty fun. It was funny watching Shizu-chan give a speech. The first dance with my dad was kind of awkward, but I don't care. I danced with so many people, like Shizuo, Yumi, Yuki, Zero, Ichiru, Hanabusa, and even my brother Kaname. But I mostly spent the night with Izaya.
By the looks of it, everyone was having fun.
The night came and went quickly, and soon it was time to leave.
Month eight:
I still haven't told Izaya the gender of the baby and he's been asking me.
"Yuri-chan, what are we having?" Izaya asks.
"I'm not telling." I say, a teasing smirk on my face.
"If you don't tell, then I can't buy stuff for it." he says. A valid point.
"Buy stuff for both genders. You know, unisex stuff. That way, if we have more kids, we can just use that again." I say. Aha, I'm so smart. "I'm hungry."
"I'll go make you something." he says, walking into the kitchen.
Yumi and Yuki are planning a baby shower. They really don't have to go through all this trouble, but they seem happy to do it. For the baby shower, I asked to have all of my friends intvited. Including the boys. They didn't have any complaints (probably because that means that their boyfriends are invited).
At the baby shower, there were lots of people that are important to my life. The same people that were at the wedding.
We played some games, and people were nice to me. It was a nice change, because of the bullies at school. They're at it again.
Izaya and I got lots of diapers, wipes, onesies, and bottles. My father got us a crib.
I can't believe that I will be a mom in a month.
Month nine:
We've been preparing for the baby. And getting ready for the exams at school. I get to take mine early, because I'll be taking the rest of the school year off.
Since my father is the headmaster, he's trying to make this easy for Izaya and I. Izaya told me that he wanted to stay out of school with me.
"Hey, Yuri-chan?" Izaya asks.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"I'm going to stay out of school with you when the baby is born." he says.
"No. You aren't." I tell him. He gives me a look. "I need someone to bring my schoolwork to me everyday."
"We can have someone else do that. Besides, you're going to need help." he says.
"Mrs. Takehashi said she'd help me with the cooking when you're gone. And help with the baby." I say. "I don't want you to have to miss school because of me."
"Fine. I'll go. But only because you want me to." he says, walking away.
I'm due this week. I packed a suit case, and put it near the door so that it's ready when I need to go to the hospital.
"I-Izaya...?"
"Yeah?"
"I think it's here." I say.
"What?"
"I think I need to go to the hospital." I say, holding my stomach. Izaya rushes me into his car, telling Miaru and Kururi to go next door. I tell him to call my family when we get to the hospital.
When we get there, I'm brought back into a room. They give me some medicine, and after that, the only thing I can remember is Izaya saying
"It'll be alright. I'll be right here." while squeezing my hand.
Okay, this is Yuri's nine month journal. Showing her feelings during her time being pregnant. I hope the dialogue didn't make it confusing ^^' Up next will be Izaya's nine month journal.
Random thought: I don't know why, but I love Takuma in month six. I made him a bit of a pervert. xP
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