Chapter 14

Gin hated kids. Everyone who had the luxury of meeting the man knew this. So when he opened the door at 8 o'clock in the morning, he didn't know what was going to turn his life upside down.

"Can I borrow some sugar?" Akemi timidly asked. Her color was slightly pale due to long driven fear or something else.

"Oh! Joy! Come in!" Gin was being the bastard that he prided himself on. His hand still grabbed the door tightly, leaving Akemi no space to squeeze in. "Make yourself at home."

Unfortunately, for dear Akemi, the man was all by himself in the big, empty to do whatever he pleased. That meant terrorizing the neighbors. However, karma was a bitch and she didn't plan on letting him off the hook.

Gin with all his observation skill failed to notice the greenish color on the former healthy face, which resulted in a deep hurling at his feet. Her body folded up like a deck chair. To put in plain word, Akemi simply felt the need to puke on his shoes.

Barf…

What just happened?

"You've got exactly five seconds to get the hell out of my face!" Gin dished out the final warning. His knuckle whitened since he was gripping the doorframe so tightly.

"I …can't." Akemi stuttered, trying very hard to make sense of what just happened. "I think … I'm going to be sick."

Barf…

Needless to say, Gin's expression was even greener than to puke. He silently swore to burn the clothes as soon as they were off his body.

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"Explain to me why should I let you leave this room alive?" After half an hour of rubbing himself raw, Gin was finally able to calm down.

"I think I'm pregnant." Akemi confessed. Her hands were trembling as she tried to hold a cup of water.

"Again, why?" Gin tilted his head, glared. "Do I look like I care?"

"I'm sorry." Akemi straightened her skirt, collected whatever left of her dignity. "I'll leave now."

But she was stopped short.

"Akai isn't home, is he?" A cruel smile slowly blossomed on his face.

"He wouldn't be home until next week." Someone had to pay the bill, apparently. FBI agent didn't make a whole lot, so in order to afford the luxury they had, he worked extra-long hours include oversea business trip.

Imagine that. Gin thought twistedly.

"Let's go." Gin stood up suddenly, grabbed the key as he went along.

"Where?" Akemi hadn't been able to catch up with his mood change.

"Hospital! You can't be sure now, can you?" Gin cheerfully advised.

"I haven't taken the test yet." She reasoned. This is the first time she had seen him so cheerfully and it scared her to the bone.

"A license doctor would be better now, right?" Gin insisted. There was too much at stake in this. His joy, for example.

Gin was in a dire need for a hobby. It had come to his knowledge that simply collecting antique cars wasn't enough. What would be more appropriate than rubbing Akai in the face with the news of his pregnant wife? Knowing Akemi, she wouldn't just tell him out of the blue. She would plan on days to surprise him or something. And it fitted his plan perfectly.

At last, Akemi gave up on fighting and got in the car anyway. What choice did she have?

"Why are you doing this?" She questioned still weary at his cheerfulness.

"Out of the goodness of my heart." Gin answered sweetly.

"Seriously!" Suddenly, Akemi felt the need to vomit again. An angry Gin, a sarcastic Gin she knew what to expect. But a sweet Gin? Hell would freeze over.

That was when the sign of the hospital caught her eye as he drove pass. "Wait, aren't we going to the St. Louis hospital? You missed the turn."

"We're headed to the Central." Gin replied.

"But it's an hour driving from here?" Something definitely smelled fishy.

The reason was fairly simple. Vermouth gave birth there. And Gin didn't do well with the nurses … or doctors. Let's just say they put him in their mental blacklist.

However, people planned and god laughed.

Only five minutes driving from that said hospital, he could see vehicle making a beeline of U-turn. Not long after, he saw a road block. Apparently, some fool decided to ignore the cute little red light.

"St. Louis?" Akemi happily commented.

"St. Louis."

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"You!" The nurse at the reception growled.

"It's me, happy? Now, shut up and do your job!" Oh, how much Gin hated the nosy nurses.

Her glanced stopped short at Akemi beside him. A sneer found a way to accompany her mocked. "Another girl. Someone has poor records with women."

"What happened to doctor-patient confidentiality?" Gin quirked an eyebrow.

"It has nothing to do with the patient. You know it." Turn to Akemi, her slicing word became sweet honey. "Hurry along, dear. I'll show you the paperwork."

"But I haven't…"

"You're here for a pregnancy test, correct?" The nurse retorted.

"Yes, but how…"

"Come now."

Before Akemi even realized what was going on, she stuck with a bunch of paper work. However, she took the opportunity when she got the chance to talk to the said nurse as she handed out the paper. "What did he do?"

"I can't tell you much. But I'm sure you can figure out on your own." Then she leaned closer to whisper in her ear. "Hairless monkey."

"Say that and you'll get a confession."

Aside from the awkward moment the doctor reluctantly congratulated a very bored Gin and an excited Akemi seven-week old fetus, everything was relatively normal. You see. Gin only need to confirm about Akemi's pregnancy and her plan afterward for his twisted new hobby.

"Can you keep a secret? I want to surprise him." She pleaded on the way home.

All was going as smirked. "What do you think?" Not gonna happen, dear.

He was going to have so much fun rubbing Akai with the news.

But little to Gin's knowledge, Akemi had another agenda of her own thanks to the nurse.

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A/N: Thank you for every faithful readers are still waiting. I'm just stupid to think writing two stories as the same time is easy. I'll update more frequently from now on.

Updated a/n: Your favourite character will make her grand appearance. Be patient.