Chapter Ten – Please Don't Leave

"You know," Kuon said as Kyoko drew towards him, "If your name recognition is what is most important to you, maybe you should be a little kinder to someone with the last name of Hizuri."

Kyoko froze as she watched her husband and saw that the fire in his eyes was enough to cause her to feel a slight burn on her skin. Kuon was definitely challenging the woman opposite him and that dream of having a nice family dinner and her mother being excited about the pregnancy was quickly slipping away. Kyoko knew that this was more than the insult about Kuon's not exactly straight sexuality coming out in the media. It was dislike that had been building in him since he was a ten-year-old.

"Kuon, sweetie," Kyoko said as she took her hand but found him to turn it into a fist anyway. His eyes had narrowed and she knew this look. This was the remains of the old Kuon that had fought on the streets of Los Angeles. She would have to try to distract him in some way before he did something he regretted.

"You think that you deserve to go galivanting around with that American upbringing. I would say that you bring shame on your parents but they do that to the-"

Kyoko could hear the alarms that were telling her that this was a dangerous situation for all of them. Kuon could handle a lot of things but people disrespecting either one of his parents was a huge trigger to them. He often had to deal with the hardship that he had put them through and he sometimes had nightmares of them telling him he should no longer call himself their son.

Kuon idolized his parents and Kyoko found it easy to see why.

Kuu and Julie were loving and supportive people, the rare kind of parents that any kid would be more than lucky to have. Even with the mistakes that he had made, they still would shout about how much they loved him and how he would remain their son no matter what. This woman in front of them had never done something like that.

"Do not," Kuon said as he stood and Kyoko took slow breaths, she hadn't wanted it to escalate like this, "speak badly about my parents. Trash me all you want but do not speak about my parents when you've never even met them," he said and Kyoko stood, trying to calm him down. "My mother's loving attitude is the reason that I'm here today and my father is my personal hero. Neither of them would want to cause harm and that's why I'm glad that they are the grandparents to our child," he said and Kyoko wrapped her arms around him.

Kyoko leaned up so she could whisper in his ear, "Kuon, maybe it's time for us to go home," she said as she tried to control his anger. She understood his reaction but this didn't seem the right place for it.

"See, it's that American upbringing," Saena commented. "A real Japanese gentleman would never cause such a scene in a public place. Japanese people know respect. They aren't a bunch of loud, rude, ungrateful Americans," she said and Kuon leaned forward.

"I am proud to be an American-Japanese-Russian," he told her and Saena looked away in disgust. "Yes, I have three ethnicities that I feel incredibly close to." He felt Kyoko tugging at his arm but Kuon closed his eyes and then said with a cold smile, his face changing to a mocking tone.

"Mne ne nuzhna suka, kak ty, ryadom s moim rebenkom. Ty samyy strashnyy-ya-demon, kotorgo ya kogda-libo ystreechal, I nadevus' chto s toboy nichego khoroshego ne sluchitsva." **

Kyoko looked at him. The fact that he had switched to Russian and the look on his face showed his unwillingness to cooperate with her and the feeling of superiority over her that was very rare in him these days. "Let's go, Corn," she whispered before pressing her face into his upper arm. "I want to go home."

Kuon took one last look at Saena and then nodded as he left with her. Once they were far away enough from the restaurant, Kyoko stopped and looked at him. Kuon bowed his head, "I'm sorry. I know that you wanted me to play nice," he apologized and Kyoko smiled, placing a hand on his shoulder as she gazed up at him.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice nonjudgmental but more concerned about what he was going through. "You haven't gotten that angry in some time," she said, "It was nice to hear you speak Russian again, kind of…exotic," she said and Kuon laughed as he tried to forgive himself for his outburst.

"I wouldn't say that Russian is really an exotic language," he told her and Kyoko laughed. She looked up at him and took both of his hands in hers.

"Ya lyubiyu tebya, Kuon," she told him using the little Russian she did know. He kissed her. It was always amazing in any language for her to tell her husband how much she loved him.

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Kyoko was hoping that the next doctors visit was what Kuon needed to be pulled out of his depression. She knew that he hadn't wanted to unleash the old Kuon Hizuri and that he was regretting what he had said to her mother but Kyoko wanted to see his face as they looked at the development of their child. She brought his hand to her lips as she lay on the table, the doctor putting the goo on her belly.

"Let's see what we find out today," the doctor told them and Kuon smiled as he looked at the screen. His eyes widened as he saw something unexpected. There was the baby of course but then there was a double of it. Was there something wrong with the screen? He looked at the doctor who seemed even happier than a moment ago.

"Congratulations, it's twins," she said and Kyoko mouthed the word but Kuon tilted his head looking at the screen. There were definitely two babies in there. He smiled to Kyoko and kissed her forehead as she watched them.

"Did you want to know what the genders are?" the doctor asked them and Kuon looked at her surprised. He turned his attention to Kyoko who was looking very excited at finding out the information.

"You're able to see that?" he asked and the doctor grinned as she watched their faces as they looked at the screen with so much joy in their expressions. A lot of people looked at the screen in fear when told they had twins but Kuon's smile was brightening up the room. Kyoko grabbed his hand and watched him, she had become used to seeing that type of smile on his face, with his blond hair it would have been even more powerful.

"Yes, so I take it that you two would like to know," the doctor said and both of them nodded, checking with the other one at first. The doctor pointed to the screen, "That one right there is a boy and that one is a girl," she said and Kuon stared at them. They would have a son and a daughter. He tried to not let his excitement get away from him but they would be able to teach their two children valuable lessons as they raised them and they would grow up being so loved.

Kyoko smiled softly, she felt a little nervous now. A little girl was something that she could handle in her mind, girls were easy because she could use her own experiences but a little boy. She was scared that she would mess his life up. What if he looked like Shotaro? Kyoko slowed her breathing. No, he wouldn't look like Shotaro, if anything he'd be a mini Corn and she could love a mini Corn very easily.

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"I can't believe you," Kuon said as he held their wailing daughter to his shoulder whilst having the boy strapped to his stomach. "I turn around for one moment and then the kids are roaming the house. Are you that irresponsible that you can't even take care of your own children," he said and Kyoko felt tears in her eyes. She had no idea how they had escaped from the crib.

"I'm sorry, Kuon, but they're not hurt," she tried to reassure him and Kuon glared at her in a haunting manner.

"As if you care," he told her. "I never should have married you. I should have known that you were unable to be a mother, you're nothing but a witch. You've trapped me in this relationship for long enough but I should have known from the start that you weren't good enough for me. I mean, you're obviously not a good mother. You're a plain and boring woman who is slutty and willing to be misled," he criticized her and Kyoko tried to look him in the eyes but he was turning the kids away.

"Kuon, please tell me what I've done wrong, please tell me how I can make it better," she begged.

"As if someone like you could ever make anything better," he laughed coldly. "This will be the last time you see any of us. You're not wanted. You're a terrible mother and a terrible wife, I can't believe that I ever trusted you. You can die for all I care. Go kill yourself."

"Wha-" Kyoko whispered as she stepped back.

She could hear voices and then she saw someone approach her and she flinched. "Are you okay?" he asked and Kyoko could make out a ten-year-old boy. Corn? He reached out and petted his head and Kyoko blinked, she closed her eyes as she sobbed, the tears landing on the carpet.

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"Are you okay, princess?" she heard Kuon ask and she opened her eyes, feeling the tears down her cheeks but she was in their bed with her head resting on Kuon's lap as he gently let his fingers stroke her hair and her back. She blinked as she took in that they were wearing the same clothes, this was the same day, but they were here in their bedroom and Kuon was with her.

It had all been a dream then, some horrible nightmare.

"I'm okay," she said before sobbing again and Kuon pulled the blankets around her even more securely. He sighed as he kept his hand on her back wanting to help her in some way but he didn't know how. "I'm just…it was a bad dream," she said and Kuon hummed.

"You want to talk about it?" he asked, "You can tell me anything you know," he smiled as he attempted to comfort her. She needed him to comfort her somehow.

Kyoko looked away from him, she was scared that he would tell her something cold and then leave. She trusted him but she didn't trust herself. She didn't want to trap him in an unhappy marriage or have their children experience an unhappy childhood.

"You left," she said and Kuon shook his head, kissing her head. "You took the children and left. You said that it would be better if I were dead," she told him and Kuon sighed, pulling her closer. "I don't want you to hate me. I don't want to be unworthy of you."

"Kyoko," Kuon said softly. "I know that that nightmare must have been hard for you," he told her, "but princess, I would never ever do that. Please believe me on that. I would never want to hurt you." He softly squeezed her shoulders. "I would be crazy to leave you. I'm the one who wants to prove to you that I'm worthy of you. You've always stood beside me, supporting me."

"You promise that you'll never leave and take the kids with you?" she asked and Kuon smiled.

"I will do all that is within my power to make sure that that never happens," he told her and she laughed softly. Hopefully that would be enough to ease her worries.

End of Chapter Ten

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Note: I think I translated it wrong but what Kuon said to Saena was around the lines of, he never wanted her (that bitch) around his child and that she was a she-demon who didn't deserve to be successful in life.

Author Response:

I was surprised there were some people who forgot about the Kuon sexuality chapters being what Saena was referring to but that's my fault for not updating frequently enough, lol. Of course he's the father. I like letting dark Kuon out some places and fortunately Kyoko has gotten used to it. Of course not all the time but she knows what the dark Kuon means. I'm glad my sleepiness last time provided some humor for her 😊 Anyway, thank you for all of your support. I'm trying to work on faster updates for all my fics as well as branching out to other categories but my Skip Beat family comes first 😊

Also, hope I didn't scare anyone with Kyoko's dream. I try and create a moment of what the hell so I don't differentiate it with italics or anything.