Chapter 20
Yohji watched Omi curiously as the boy brought out a dart board and a few traditional darts.
"Aya, wanna play?" Omi asked, his face innocent even though Yohji knew he had some sort of agenda.
"What's at stake?" Aya asked, approaching. Omi handed him the darts.
"Well, if I win you have to let us do the cooking and cleaning for a week."
"Hardly seems like much of a prize to me," he had a point. Yohji didn't exactly see doing chores as a win.
"If I win you have to leave me alone about housework until I can't do it anymore." Damn. Yohji really hoped Omi won. He never thought he'd ever want to do chores. But to see Aya actually relax would be nice. The redhead was already pushing himself too much.
Yohji watched Aya aim the first dart, concentrating for a split second before letting it fly. Bullseye! Shit!
Omi didn't even take a second, he just threw it and got it dead on, knocking Aya's off the board.
"Wait!" Yohji cried before pulling Omi's dart out. Ken scribbled the scores down on paper.
"Until one of us screws it up," Omi said with a wide grin that made him look devious!
Yohji watched them go at it shot for shot. It seemed to go on forever. He was concentrating on Aya's hands, as if by the sheer power of his mind he could make the redhead screw up.
It wasn't working. He paused when he noticed Aya's laboured breathing. He'd been watching the darts, not Aya. There was sweat beading on his forehead which Yohji could guess had nothing to do with the darts.
"Aya?" Yohji ran to his side and caught him when he doubled over. The doctor had warned them of this, that the strain on Aya's system would put him in a lot of pain. His body wasn't given the time it takes for a woman's body to expand, it was happening faster than it should, and the stretching was hurting him, as well as the child developing faster inside of him. It was nothing that the doctor's special painkillers wouldn't fix. Ken was already there with the needle. They kept them handy at all times. They had them in every room in the house. The doctor had said that the strain on Aya's system from dealing with the pain was more dangerous than the pain itself. So they had to be ready to dose him at any time.
Yohji was just damned lucky that the doctors had invented a painkiller that wouldn't harm the foetus. Otherwise he'd have a fight on his hands if he tried to get Aya to take anything. The man hated medication on a regular day, much less with a baby on board.
Not that Yohji would give him anything more than an herbal tea at this point. Yohji carefully injected the liquid into Aya's side, directing it right at the pain source. He hated the idea of putting a needle there, but the doctor said it was the only way to get it through his system fast enough to keep him from straining.
"Aya, I need you to try to calm down," Yohji pulled Aya into his lap and held onto him.
"You try to calm down when…" Aya curled a bit tighter in on himself.
"The doctor said this is normal, but if you don't calm down you might cause….just focus on breathing deeply."
"Are you sure? I thought I just might hold my breath and see how it pans out," Aya growled. Yohji had to force himself not to chuckle at that. He sighed with relief when Aya's body started unwinding from its coiled position.
"Hey there, baby daddy, you okay?" Ken leaned over and teased, backing up just in time to avoid a swipe from Aya's fist.
"Ken, don't joke, not right now," Omi smacked him in the back of his head.
"I was just trying to help," Ken pouted.
"How?" Yohji asked with a snort as he helped Aya to his feet. Aya looked well and truly sedated. His eyes were all pupil.
"Reminds me of my old college days," Yohji grinned, kissing Aya on the lips.
"Yohji, can you get me some shrimp? Maybe with rice?" Aya asked, wrapping his arms around him and nuzzling into his shoulder.
"I'll get you whatever you want," Yohji smiled. Aya was so cute when he was like this. The first time he'd seen Aya high as a kite he'd thought he was going to get attacked. But no, it tended to make Aya more affectionate.
"I want to come with you. I have a game we can play," Aya purred in his ear. Yohji shuddered at what the implications of that tone meant.
"Can we come, too?" Ken asked.
"Ken, they're going to…um…you know,"
"What are you talking about, Omi? Aya said he wants food. Why can't I go?" Yohji laughed when Ken's face finally took on the look of understanding.
"You two are having sex in the car? Gross!" Ken ducked in time to avoid Omi's slap.
"Yeah, we'll do it right where you usually sit," Aya snorted before nibbling on the side of Yohji's neck. He loved it when Aya did that, it always made him stand up to full attention.
"Wha…" this time when Omi thwacked him upside the head Ken wasn't fast enough to dodge.
You boys be good while we're gone. Broaden your horizons and go try some naked slam dancing." Aya was hot on his heels, clinging to his arm as they headed out the door to the car.
"So, Aya, what's this game you want to play?" Yohji asked with a grin as he started up the car.
"Its called try to concentrate on the road," Aya's grin was devilish. Yohji had a feeling he knew what his redhead was up to. He just hoped to hell he didn't crash or get pulled over.
Aya's hands were in his zipper already, prying it open.
"Your pants are so tight, I don't know how you're going to get it back in there if you get pulled over," Aya grinned, before leaning down and taking him in his mouth.
Yohji did his best to concentrate on driving, but it was hard with Aya driving him mad. Damn, he was so good at it!
"I think it'll be harder explaining how there was suddenly another person in the car," Yohji groaned as Aya's tongue drove him to the brink of madness. He came and Aya swallowed all of it.
"I think we need a rematch later."
"Any time, baby," Yohji kissed his lips before returning to the road to get Aya his shrimp and rice.
"Yuushi called earlier, you know. He wants to come over and see how I'm doing," Aya said, completely breaking the happy atmosphere.
"Did you say yes?"
"Yeah. What if the baby is his? I…I don't want it to be. I want this to be ours. But I care about Yuushi, he's a good friend when he's not being an ass."
Yohji knew that Aya was his, he could tell every time the man looked at him. But he didn't want to take the chance of seeing him look at Knight that way, too.
Why was it that even though he had everything he wanted, he was still nervous about Aya seeing Knight?
Author's notes: Thanks JollyBigSis, Blackorcid, and Ranma for your reviews. :)
by the way, Ranma, I am as stumped as you as to what happened there.
It weird to have two people by the same name review a story.
I mean with Allison and I there are two of us, but we know each other and post most reviews together
after we've both read the story. we're in this account together.
but what are the odds? I would make a wish, because anything that happens coincidentally out of the blue
deserves to be wished upon!