Yours, Mine and Ours
A perfect mismatch makes the perfect couple
Reiteration of the Ninth Chapter:
"That's because we never have The Kanata Saionji at one of our parties!" snapped Nanami.
"… Your lovely wife didn't want you to be left out and become all moody and aloof…"
"You're Kanata Saionji?" he asked.
"Yes," answered the blond, still glaring, "I'm Ruu Tenchi!"
"Okay… just tell me what you want," he said finally, looking into the intense azure eyes of the blond, "I'll make sure it's delivered to you by tomorrow…"
"I want you to give my Ms. Miyu back to me!"
"Actually… I had a good time…"
"When there's a party next time, make sure we're in the correct attire... so that I could minimize my embarrassment to being the klutz that breaks glasses…"
"I'll make sure…"
Chapter 10
Trepidation
The one with the "Pregnant Blonde"
Miyu stared at the crystal-made phone, sitting innocently on the small teak wood table. She fidgeted lightly and bit her lower lip in anxiety and stress. Her emerald irises strayed to the grandfather clock situated right at the other end of the room and was not relieved to see that it was a quarter to ten.
Taking a deep breath, she picked up the receiver to the phone and dialed the mobile number of her husband with slightly trembling fingers.
At the Conference hall in the twenty-storey building of the Saionji Group of Companies the brunet Managing Director of the Company was in a daze—something that has almost never happened before.
"And well, the Sales Section believe that with the right advertisements with the right sectors of people—"
Kanata couldn't help but wonder what the guy was actually going on about for he was a little too sleepy at the moment to have really listened to what was going on. Well, in living memory, the brunet had never experienced something of this sort before.
After all, his sleepiness now, has to be attributed wholly and exclusively to his wife who woke him up some time before dawn and alarmed him saying that she was having morning sickness.
With him awake, she had barricaded the bathroom and refused to open the bathroom door for another hour. The tensed brunet had to talk his way into the million-dollar bathroom only to find it completely filthy with her gag.
It was not revolting to him for his annoying friend, who also happened to be her obstetrician had explained all about this morning sickness thing. But the blonde went completely crazy and had started whining and wailing on how she destroyed the rest room.
Finally, after nearly an hour of comforting her, she had stopped crying. But the moment she did, the alarm clock went off signaling the start of an important conference he had to attend. And now, here he is, sitting at the top chair, drowsy and dazed, close to collapsing any minute now.
"—we would be able to pull up the sales margin on our beverage sect—"
{Beethoven's Symphony: 5}
Kanata finally was pulled out of his daze when his mobile went off. Without even a cursory glance towards the guy speaking, he pulled out his mobile. He frowned as the screen flashed that the call was from home.
"Hello?" he asked, switching it on and walking out of the Conference Hall.
There was silence at the other end.
He frowned.
More silence followed.
"Hey… is that you?"
"K-Kanata?"
Miyu's voice came, filled with anxiety and nervousness.
"What is it?" he asked, concerned.
"Erm… well, you remember that I-I-I have an appointment with Hikarigaoka-san today…?" she stuttered.
He frowned and then realization dawned on him.
"Oh shit," he muttered under his breath.
There was silence as he wondered what to do.
"Um… would it be okay if Pierre were to take you?" he asked, uncertainly.
"Oh"
More silence followed.
"That's okay… I'll ask Pierre to take me…"
"Right," said Kanata a little taken aback, "I'll just call him and let him know"
"Alright…" came her slow voice, "Bye then…"
She hung up.
After nearly ten seconds of hearing the engaged tone, Kanata looked at his mobile. He looked at it long and hard and couldn't quite comprehend why he was a little disappointed. He had actually expected her to ask him to come but when she had easily given up…
Well, he thought closing his eyes a little irritably, he shouldn't bother. He didn't need to walk into that very depressing looking hospital and be tormented by his so-called friend.
Frowning, he called Pierre and when the latter picked up, he said, "Take Miyu to the hospital for her check-up Pierre".
There was silence.
"I thought you were taking her Master"
Kanata's eyebrows twitched in irritation.
"Just do it," he snapped.
He heard a sigh at the other end, "as you wish Master Saionji".
He hung up.
But as he returned to his seat and listened to the guy continuing with the presentation, he couldn't help but wonder why she had let go that easily. He would be lying to himself if he said that he was not bothered.
'She doesn't have to depend on me for everything,' he reasoned inside his head as the conference continued, 'I guess she decided to take care of herself… without me… … … oh dammit when is this stupid conference gonna end?'
~Yours, Mine and Ours~
"Are you feeling alright?" asked Pierre tenderly as he surveyed the pregnant blonde standing beside him in the elevator at the City's Shopping Mall.
The blonde looked at him and said with a smile, "I'm ok… just a little queasy… you know… with that jelly thing that Nanami put on me…"
Pierre smiled back and said, "Well, I'm sure it won't last long".
"I hope so," said Miyu looking down and rubbing her belly lightly. It was a little expanded now and that was the reason why the two were at the Shopping Mall—to get her some Maternity clothes.
"Now, I've never been shopping for women's clothes before," floated Pierre's voice through her ears, "so, I hope you'd excuse me whilst I go get myself a cup of tea…"
Miyu looked up as the elevator doors opened and smiling said, "Of course Pierre…"
The butler smiled and getting out of the elevator waved and said, "I'll be up as soon as I could…"
Miyu smiled as the elevator doors closed. There were only two other people in the elevator apart from her and the operator. She sighed and leaned on the wall to the elevator as it moved steadily upwards. Pierre had gotten off at the 5th floor and she has to go to the 7th for the clothes.
She was glad she has something to do rather than sitting idle at the house.
She sighed.
Well, after all, she had been hoping that something had changed between her and her husband back at the party but everything still remains the same. It has been over two weeks. She cannot deny that he isn't helpful. He wakes up every-time she does and is ready to help all the time. He never looks revolted; even when she puked all over his front one morning.
She shuddered at the memory.
But she knew she had been pushing him a lot. He tries so hard to keep it from her that he is tired of all this. She knew. So, when he asked her whether it would be okay for Pierre to take her, she agreed. She wanted him to have some time free without having to think about taking care of her all the time.
He deserved a break.
She sighed again.
Well, so did she.
The elevator stopped at the 6th floor. The doors to the elevator opened and outside it stood a couple waiting to board into it. At the sight of the two, Miyu's heart almost stopped.
"Oh right…" the guy was laughing, "Like that's goanna change…" he looked up into the elevator and as his eyes caught Miyu's, the opened wide and he gasped in almost an inaudible whisper, "Miyu…?"
Miyu forced herself to look at the floor whilst the couple stood outside, the guy almost as paralyzed as the blonde. Miyu bit her lip as she tried to control the tears that threatened to fall.
"Honey….," called the girl, who had her hand entwined with him, "c'mon lets go in…"
"Are you two gonna get in?" asked the operator.
"Mizuki?" the girl called, a little annoyed.
He shook his head lightly.
The doors to the elevator closed.
~Yours, Mine and Ours~
Kanata Saionji sat down at his cushioned revolving chair in his office at the Saionji Group of Companies, sighing. He leaned back and closed his eyes lightly. Another sigh escaped his lips.
There was a soft knock on his door.
Without bothering to sit straight, the brunet muttered, "Come in," in his usual cold and indifferent voice.
The door opened and in popped his secretary's head and she informed him, "There's a call waiting for you sir, from your home".
He opened his eyes slowly and getting to a better position, he raised his eyebrows at her.
"Line 3, sir…" she smiled and closed the door lightly.
The brunet sighed, shaking his head and picked up the receiver of one of the phones on his glass table.
"Kanata Saionji," he said into it irritably.
"Master Kanata…"
It was the unmistakable voice of his butler and caretaker, Pierre. He frowned at the note of nervousness in the voice of the Frenchman. He raised his eyebrows and grunted signifying him to go on.
"Well… there seems to be some sort of problem with the Mistress…"
"What?" asked Kanata almost instantaneously, "What's wrong with her?"
"You see, Master Kanata," started the butler lightly, "we went shopping to buy her some clothes after the doctor's appointment when the Mistress suddenly decided to leave without buying anything… and she has barged herself in your room and refuses to eat or even come out…"
Kanata frowned wondering what could've gone wrong.
Finally, sighing inwardly, he said, "I'd be there in a few minutes".
He replaced the receiver back in its phone and leaned back in the chair again, his eyes closed. This was definitely not his day. First, she had morning sickness and then the boring conference. Later, he had completely forgotten about the doctor's appointment. And now, this… his butler was making a distress call for his wife.
He got to his feet in a swift movement and grabbing his coat which was over his chair and marched out of his office only to have his secretary walk right beside him going over the same thing as every other day.
"Sir…?"
"Home"
"But sir…"
"Cancel it"
"Sir…"
He stopped and turning to his secretary and said clearly, "Whatever it is, we'll see to it tomorrow"
She nodded and he left the floor by entering into the elevator whilst the entire working population in the floor watched him leave at the corner of their eyes. A brunette walked over to the secretary and stood beside her, glancing at the closed doors of the elevator.
"What is it this time?" asked the brunette, her blue eyes twinkling.
The raven-haired sighed and shaking her head said, "He's going to miss the dinner with the company Lawyer…"
The brunette's smirk grew wide as she said in almost a whisper, "oh… she's gonna be so mad…"
"You're right, Yuki…" agreed the raven-haired nodding her head dejectedly, "like hell…"
~Yours, Mine and Ours~
The black Mercedes stopped at the doors to the Saionji Mansion. The security hurriedly opened the door to the car to see their Master step out of the vehicle in his usual state—easily handsome in his one-of-a-kind Armani suit, his brunet hair carelessly messed and wearing shades that blocked out the chill and warmth of his auburn irises.
The brunet walked swiftly past the doors and corridor after corridor and stopped at the sight of his butler standing out side his room. He removed the shades and slipping them into the inner-pocket of his coat, he raised his eyebrows lightly.
"Good Evening Master Kanata…" greeter Pierre, bowing lightly, "She's in here…"
Kanata merely nodded and walking past Pierre opened the door to his room and once inside, closed the doors behind him with a snap.
He peered through the room only to find it empty. He frowned and walked about the place, searching for his pregnant wife. He found the bathroom empty and so was his huge closet.
Finally, he peered into one of the doors that led to his huge home theatre only to find his blonde wife sitting on the couch watching an English movie and sobbing lightly. He frowned and slipping both his hands into his pant's front pockets, he walked into the dark room noiselessly.
"…I know you'd be locked up in our apartment till now… I want you to go out and celebrate you turning thirty… Now, go…"
The blonde sniffed in direct accordance with the woman on the screen who was looking at a small tape out of which the voice tainted Irish had come.
The brunet cracked a smile despite himself and shaking his head, turned the lights on. The blonde jumped in surprise at the sudden illumination, still sitting on the couch, turned to see the intruder of her privacy.
"What are you watching?" he asked in a low voice.
She turned off the player at once and muttered with a red face and equally red eyes, "nothing…"
He sighed inwardly and walked over the dozens of DVD players by the screen and opening the one which had been playing, took out the DVD and read, "P.S…"
He looked up and finished, "…I love you…?"
The blonde turned even a brighter shade of crimson, avoided his obvious question and got up from the couch and started to make her way out of the home theatre.
Bending his head lightly, he chuckled, with both his hands at his hips. Shaking his head he straightened to see her right about to turn to around the corner and leave the room. Despite himself, he called to her.
"Yo! Pregnant Blonde…! Where do you think you're going?"
She stopped and nearly ten seconds later, turned slowly and her emerald orbs were wide with surprise at his sudden ease. She blinked and took a step forward, with her mouth slightly open. Smirking, he walked near her and raised his eyebrows at her to answer his question.
Turning crimson again, she closed her mouth and stuttered, not meeting his eyes, "err… I w-was a-a-a little hungry… so…"
"…So?" he asked, smirking.
For some unknown reason, he found her pretty amusing every time she turned crimson. He had to admit that it was annoying at the beginning but now, he seemed to find it really amusing to look at.
She glared at him and said with obvious fury, "So Mr. Billionaire, I'm going to the kitchen to see if dinner's ready!"
She frowned as no retort or smart reply came from the brunet. Silence enveloped the two as the brunet stood staring at the blonde, his eyes a little dazed. At his intense gaze, she turned crimson again.
"W-Wh-What?" she stuttered, breaking away from his gaze.
He broke from the temporary spell and then looking about, cleared his throat and said, "Um... let's go out for dinner…"
She stared at him, and her lips parted again.
Crimson hue appeared across his cheeks and his hand made its way through his brunet locks as he stood awkwardly, waiting for her to reply.
"What?"
He turned to her and bending towards her a little asked, "are you too deaf to hear or too dumb to understand what I'm saying…?"
She glared at him and turning away from him angrily said, "Well excuse me for not being as smart as you!"
He looked at her, surprised and then chuckled.
"So… do you wanna go or not?" he asked, lightly.
She turned to him coldly and asked, "What's with the sudden hospitality?"
"Err… well…" he scratched his head lightly but she cut across.
"Fine… let's go…" she said.
With that she started to make her way out of his home theatre and into their room, smiling to herself. A smile broke along the brunet's lips as he watched her.
~Yours, Mine and Ours~
"Are you sure this place is good?" asked the amber-eyed brunet, as he scanned the menu card of a small warm-looking restaurant situated in the passive side of Tokyo City.
He scanned through the menu but no reply had come from his companion—an emerald-orbed blonde—sitting right opposite him at their parlor.
He looked up from the menu, and raised his eyebrows at her.
The blonde, who had been busy staring at the brunet intently all this time, snapped out of her daze and then smiled at him going, "It's really fantastic! I used to come here all the time with Mi—"
She stopped in mid-sentence.
The brunet eyed her curiously and then without pursuing her any further, continued to scan the menu; although now and again, his amber-orbs chose to glance at the blonde sitting opposite to him.
"I think I'll go with this sushi thing…" he muttered under his breath.
He looked up at the blonde who was now staring aimlessly at the small pepper and salt urns in the middle of the table. He stared at her curiously and then cleared his throat.
She broke away from staring at the urns and looked at him, surprised.
"Hey… are you okay…?" he asked.
She smiled widely and said, "of course!"
He didn't buy it.
Silence enveloped the two.
"Actually, I want you ask you something…" she said lightly.
"Shoot…" he invited.
"Well…" she started nervously, "well… why are you—why are you suddenly… you know… taking me out… you know…"
He looked at her curiously and then pushing back the hair that was adorning his forehead, said, "I… I thought you were upset…"
She stared at him a little surprised and breaking into a smile said, "You thought right…"
He looked at her and he could vaguely see her emerald orbs getting a little teary with every passing moment.
"Can I ask why?" he asked slowly.
Her smile dropped for a second but then drawing them back again said, "It's of no importance…"
"Why do you cry over something," he asked curiously, "that's of no importance?"
She smiled at him and said, "You wouldn't understand…"
He looked at her emotionless, as though trying to understand her.
"Anyway…" she said smiling widely at him, a little crimson along her cheeks, "thanks very much for trying to cheer me up!"
He blushed lightly and then, looking at the menu again, he said in a choked whisper, "any time…"
Miyu smiled at him and then suddenly gasped.
He looked up at her and asked, "What?"
"I need the… err… the rest-room…" she said, blushing.
"Oh," he said.
"Oh ya…" she said and getting up added, "this baby of yours is seriously toying with me…" and whined, "It's making me pee all day long…"
He chuckled and then looking up at her smiled.
She smiled back and said, "I won't be long…"
"I'll be waiting…" he said.
She smiled at him and then started to make her way to the ladies restroom at the other side of the room. Her heart was suddenly going crazy as his smile and face flashed across her mind with every passing step. Despite herself, she smiled and walked with a light heart.
She shouldn't worry about Mizuki any more. That chapter of her life was over. Now, she needs to concentrate on the baby. And him…
Since her mind was full of thoughts about her brunet husband, she didn't see where she was going and as a result bumped into someone on the way.
"Sorry," she muttered and was about to continue on her way towards the ladies' when the one she bumped into spoke, making her heart almost stop.
"Miyu…"
She looked up.
"Mizuki…" she gasped.
~End Chapter 10~
A/N: I'm so sorry about the overdue chapter. I was supposed to have finished with this chapter ages ago but I was totally caught up with work and all. So, here it is… to all of you out there… how was it anyway? Please review… :-)
Now, for today's thought—
"Yesterday I was clever,
So I decided to change the world…
Today, I am wise,
So, I decided to change myself…"