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100 Feelings: Ran and Shinichi Drabbles
Quote 12
Moon Kitty 2005
December 7th, 2006
if every word that i say makes you smile, i would talk forever.
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The big clock ticked as Shinichi sat silently on the couch. Ran was on her way home from her first day of work at her new job. No doubt, she had been excited when she had learned that she would be working with kids, knowing that soon she would have one of her own.
Shinichi thought that it would be perfect practice for when she had her own child in a few months. However, he did wish that he could save the poor children from her ever-present raging hormones.
Mood swings, he thought darkly, eyebrows furrowing. Damn those mood swings.
He recalled a while back when he had made her soup for dinner. She had come from downstairs and started yelling that she didn't want soup and it wasn't healthy for the baby. Then she had stomped up the stairs and began crying. Shinichi had gone up to comfort her and she had cried about how she was a bad wife, clutching him so hard he thought he turned blue.
Of course, she wasn't a bad wife. She was the best one anyone could ever ask for. And soon, it wouldn't just be the two of them. He smiled as he heard the front door open.
The first thing he saw was her belly, of course. It stuck out slightly prominently nowadays, and Shinichi didn't think it was disgusting as she tended to think late at night when she started bawling for no reason.
She threw her purse and ran (well, walked as fast as a pregnant woman could) over to the couch, sitting beside Shinichi and planting a kiss on his lips as she rushed into a speech about how darling the children were, her indigo eyes sparkling.
It was nice to see her so happy. Especially since the night before they had been washing dishes together and he had accidentally cut his finger. She had started crying and whining that she was a bad wife because she let him cut himself.
He had sweatdropped, running the wounded finger under cold water, asking her if she was psychic. Then she had gotten mad because she believed he was making fun of her and proceeded to stomp on his foot.
Then, as he climbed the stairs to go to bed, he tripped on the stairs and hit his shin. And then, to top it all off, she had turned off the lights in the bedroom, so he had proceeded to hit his forehead on the post of the bed, hit his knee opening the drawer, and stubbing his toe on the nightstand.
To say he was still in a little bit of pain was an understatement.
"Shinichi, I had such a great day at work today! The kids and I did arts and crafts and there was this darling little girl named Sakura who made a giant bird out of construction paper and pipe cleaners. And then this boy named Naozumi, he put glue in his friend's hair and I had to help her wash it out. I think he likes her. It's amazing how they interact with each other. Shinichi, I want millions of kids, kay? Tons!"
He chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Let's finish this one first."
She giggled and proceeded to tell him about all the fun things she had done with the children that day, including reading them stories for nap time and serving them apple juice while they watched a movie. She droned on and on for about 30 minutes, Shinichi smiling the entire time.
Finally she took a breath and asked, "Shinichi, am I boring you?"
He shook his head. "I could listen to you talk forever. Listening to you talk makes me smile. Oh, but I do have one thing to say. About the millions of kids? As soon as this one's done, we'll get started on the next." He wriggled his eyebrows at her and kissed her neck, smiling as she giggled and squirmed underneath him.
She sniffed the air suddenly and blurted, "I'm hungry."
Shinichi watched as she wiggled her way from underneath him, heading towards the kitchen.
Mood swings, he thought darkly, eyebrows furrowing. Damn those mood swings.
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Authoress Notes
I thought it was a cute idea. I know, most of my stories are angsty, but occasionally I throw in a fluffy drabble here and there. I thought this one was cute. Let me know what you think! Ja! (:
