Chapter Fourteen – Storm
Soft pink petals fluttered slowly to the ground in an elegant and extravagant aerial ballet. It was spring, when Kei was finally allowed back home, Yuuya had ceased to panic at the drop of a hat, Sasame finally was her playful, loving self again and Kana stopped trying to mark Yamato as her mate.
Yamato let out a faint sigh. It had been tiring days, with his blonde neighbour's hectic life with the Nukos invading with their help and cursed adorability.
It was great time to relax a bit and enjoy the wonderful weather by going to the park for a walk. The Amane household and Yamato had joined up forces and had gone together to unwind and push out the stress accumulated. It was recommended for relaxation time to find a peaceful environment and possibly pleasant company (Yamato danced gleefully in his mind when he invited the Amanes and they accepted. Bless the weekend).
Yuuya had prepared a picnic basket and his babies were bundled up against his warm frame while enjoying the refreshing breeze of spring. It made him look younger, with the carefully hidden content expression painted on his face and the Nukos on his shoulder. Like a kid.
Except that Yuuya was going on his twenty fifth birthday, on the fifth of September. They were both getting old. Yamato was already twenty five, being born on the eleven March. With the mid-twenties also came marriage prospects. And Yamato would have none of it, he swore on his honour (bar his union with Yuuya).
The small group was approaching the pond in the lake. It was a breath-taking view, Yamato thought at that time. The small expanse of water gleamed under the soft touch of the spring's sun, small thousands of pink petals scattered all over its surface. Especially when Yuuya turned towards him. Yes, best year ever for now.
It took only a few minutes for them to be all seated on an old familiar blanket and simply enjoying the good weather, with the two Nukos helping a blonde motherly male and a dark haired man staying a bit away to prevent any involuntary incidents.
Yamato let out a small sigh. The small snack - for his standard - Yuuya had prepared was as always delicious, and he felt already full. He lazily rolled on his stomach, his eyes instinctively seeking his blonde and the latter's pets (who should be called Yuuya's children, honestly.).
He found all three some feet away from the pond. The small hybrids were perched on the younger man's shoulders, their favourite spots just behind the blonde's lap.
A sudden strong gust of wind lifted all the cherry blossom petals around them, temporarily blinding Yamato and hiding his friends from sight. It whipped at his face, forcing his eyes closed. When he was able to reopen them without fearing for his corneas' safety, he thanked his mother immediately for giving him the genes for perfect eyesight.
The wind had been a blessing in disguise.
A light wind was still blowing, gently ruffling his hair. Yamato stared a bit more and really wished he could be able to take photos without messing them up. Yuuya was stuck in a storm of pink petals. That was all Yamato was able to process. His Yuuya, Kei and Sasame were in the middle of all the petals still twirling around.
Pressure started to build up in his nose. It would not take long before he got a –
Blood gushed out of his nose, and he immediately pressed his fingers against his upper lip to bring it up, raising it to stop the blood flow.
Ah… It was a good day, Yamato reflected when he was in bed back home. Very good indeed, he thought as he recalled the picturesque view Yuuya had had made. And he could always blame the stress for his nosebleed anyway.