Ah! GCSES! I did my LLW there on Friday to start the month off for me. RE and French on Moday. God, where did the time fly? I coulda sworn last week I had plenty of time. Guess not. Oh well. Should I be worried I'm not worried? Oh no it's not because I'm confident. It's because I don't actually care :/ Okay, note to self for A-Levels...don't use up all motivation or hard work at the start...save it for the exams.
Anyway, happy reading people!
Chapter 25.
Three months pregnant. Three months pregnant and it was showing. Tohru and Kyo never made it this far and it just seemed life was perfect. The only problems the two had are:
1.) Tohru's Cravings
2.) Tohru's Mood Swings
They had this before but it became a lot worse and Kyo found it annoying yet comical at the same time. He found it hot, cute and sexy as well as scary, a pain and irritating.
Tohru, as usual, is up and about in the morning making Kyo's breakfast. She had her hair split in two and tide up and was wearing a cute top and long skirt that is a little bit bigger to her usual side of clothes and a white apron with a bandana around her head. She twirls round with waffles in a plate ready to set them on the table. At that point, Kyo came striding in.
"Hey my beautiful wife." He kisses her on the lips. "What's for breakfast?"
"Waffles!" Tohru holds the plate up before setting them down in front of Kyo.
"Smells yummy." Kyo smiles. Though he found it quite odd at first. The waffles were plain. No cream, no chocolate, no syrup. Plain. He didn't mind that though but it didn't seem like a Tohru thing to do.
Kyo picks up his fork ready to eat when suddenly his waffles drown in the thick layer of mustard sauce. The waffles are completely buried underneath.
"Oh my God." Kyo exclaims not knowing what to do.
"What's wrong?" Tohru bites into hers like turkey on Christmas day.
"I can't eat this."
"Why not?" Tohru's eyes widen.
"IT'S GOT MUSTARD ON IT!"
Tohru wipes her tears, stands up and before Kyo could yell, Tohru grabs his plate and flies it at the wall. The collision causes the plate to smash in to sharp shards.
"Gotta a fucking problem? You cook your own bastard meals you cunt!" Tohru curses.
Kyo stares widely at her. Tohru just cursed? Oh my God. Tohru just cursed! TOHRU! CURSED! TOHRU JUST CURSED! It took Tohru longer to realize what she said. Her wide eyes start to fill up with tears which took half a second to fall out of her eye sockets and dribble down her cheek.
"Oh my gosh Kyo." She throws her hands to her mouth and nose. "I'm so sorry! I'm so...I'm so sorry!" She weeps continuously.
"Hey there." Kyo stands up and wraps his arms around her. "I'll cook my own meals from now on. It's just I don't want to eat what our baby is telling you to eat."
After cleaning up the mess, Kyo made himself a few rice balls. By the time he sat down at the table Tohru had finished off her plate of mustard waffles and had moved onto her next craving. Pickles dipped into a mixture of honey and syrup.
"That's so disgusting. How can you eat that?"
"Well Kyo I think you open your damn mouth, put the food in, freakin' chew and swallow." Tohru took a huge bite out of the coated pickle. "Mmmm...pickles don't seem to cut it for me." Tohru steps up and sets the pickles to the side and comes back with a handful of freshly grown and washed leeks. She then covers the raw vegetable with honey and syrup and munches into it.
"Okay, no! I can't be a around when you eat something like that." Kyo got up.
"FINE! DO YOU WANT TO EAT IT ASSHOLE?" Tohru threw the leek at Kyo's face. Kyo being fast caught the leek and held it in disgust away from his face. "Oh yeah! Show off why don't you! Oh look at me! I'm stupid Kyo and I can catch things thrown at me."
"Wow Tohru. You really are a bitch when pregnant." Kyo laughs.
"B-B-Bitch?" Tohru suddenly turns red, trying her best to hold back her rage. "You're so mean." Out of no where she cries and sits in the corner of the room with her legs tucked up to her stomach. "You're a big meanie!"
...
Momiji and Tohru decided to meet up again after school. Now that she was once again pregnant, he worried that she'd lose the baby again. He had to protect her. He just had to. Tohru crying was a needle through everyone's heart but it was much more to Momiji. Much much more.
Momiji stared out of his class out the window where most of the action was. Bird flew around chirping and squirrels in their trees fought over their acorns. How he wanted to be out with the living. The classroom was so dull. The teacher went on and on and on about stuff he'll never need later in life. Even if we has bored, he tried his best to stay awake and avoid any complications with the teacher. Haru, who sat to his right, didn't bother covering up his disinterest. Haru lay his head on his crossed arms and slept in class. It was pointless for him to even be awake either. He never paid attention and always asked random, pointless and mocking questions.
The class jumped when the door of the classroom slide open and there stood a small undeveloped girl with hazel-green eyes and wavy light chocolate-caramel hair tied to the side. Bianca, Momiji thought. Haru also jumped awake to see this. Immediate whispers went round the classroom. Bianca stood by the door staring down at the ground.
"Oh. Welcome, are you feeling much better?" The teacher asked. No answer. "Well...you can sit behind Sohma Haru. He's the one with the white and black hair. Hard to miss him."
Bianca shuffled down the space between the desks to hers at the back of the room behind Haru, one away from the window. Giggles about her appearance started to float round the room. A foreigner. The freak who hid in the nurses office. The midget. The undeveloped sixteen year old coming seventeen. Bianca looked round her surroundings nervously. Reaching at the end of the row, she sat behind Haru.
"Oh yes, everyone this is Caruso Bianca."
All around everyone questioned like, "Caruso?", "What sort of last name is that?", "It doesn't sound Japanese! Is it Japanese?"
Things got worse when lunchtime came. Throughout lessons, Bianca got a few weird looks from everyone, giggles and more rumours went around every five minutes. Momiji would also watch her feeling sorry for her. No wonder she hid in the nurse room. She's been in for only thirty minutes and was already the number one victim for bullies. However at lunchtime, that's when the teachers are gone and the pupils are left alone with each other.
"Hey Ca-ru-so!" A group of boys walked over to her. "What sort of name was that?"
Bianca did not reply nor did she look at them. She got out her lunch bento and ate her rice with chopsticks.
"Oh wow." Commented another. "Foreigner here can use chopsticks like us Japanese!" They mocked.
"I just have one question...how old are you?" The third boy leaned in close till his face was near hers.
"Sixteen." Bianca muttered under her breath, popping in a piece of rice.
"SIXTEEN! My God! My little sister's nine and is taller than you!"
"Oh really? My little sister's twelve and has bigger boobs than her!" The boys laughed, pointed and teased Bianca. All she did though was endure it and continue eating. She wanted no trouble.
Momiji, who sat and watched all this got up to do something.
"Yo," Haru looked up at him from his desk. "What you doing?"
Momiji ignored and strode towards the group of teenagers suffocating the only female around. With her hands, he held onto their arms and pushed them out of his way.
"Hey guys. Leave her alone. It's her first time in the classroom."
"Oh hey Momiji? What do you think of her fly bites?"
"Fly bites?" Momiji questioned before looking down at Bianca. Her skin was completely smooth as a baby's skin. No signs of scratches, bruises, scars or bites anywhere. "I don't see anything."
"We mean her tits. Pretty small huh?"
Momiji looked down at the mortified Bianca who tried her best not to cry. You could see the tears forming, creating a forcefield around the eye.
"I think Bianca's pretty cute."
"Bianca?"
"Yeah. In European and American countries you call them by their first name and not their second."
"How do you know?"
"Was meinen Sie,'wie Sie wissen'?-What do you mean 'you don't know?' I speak German!"
"Well sorry Mr. Two Languages." They continued mocking.
"Hey!" Black Haru twirled round on his seat. "Get your puny fucking asses out of here before I kick it."
All the boys looked at each other and began laughing. Haru was always laid back and easy going. He'd never hurt anyone. Haru cared for others and how they felt and never gets annoyed with anyone. If anything, ever sense Yuki and Kyo, especially Yuki, left the school the fangirl clubs all switched to Haru and Momiji. Haru never seemed interested in them claiming he already had a girlfriend, which he did just no one believed him. That's Haru anyway. This however is Black Haru. The Haru you don't want to meet.
Without a second to lose, Black Haru had his leg and fist planted into everyone into the group. They all collapsed like dominoes.
"Bye guys." Haru waved carelessly at the class as the teachers escorted him out. His only replies were moan and groans.
Momiji turned and smiled at a bright red Bianca. "Want to go to the nurses room?"
Bianca nodded her head furiously and followed Momiji to the nurses room. He stayed with her and sat on a seat next to her as she lay helplessly on the bed with the nurse out.
"Schön dich wieder zu treffen." Momiji smiles.
"So you really can speak German like you said earlier." Bianca sits up fascinated. "What did you say?"
Momiji laughed. "Nice to meet ya agian."
"Oh. Um...piacere di conoscerti di nuovo pure."
"And what did you say?"
"Nice to meet you again too."
Momiji laughed. "Cool."
"Awesome."
There was an awkward silence between the two after that. Momiji sat down leaned up against the wall behind her and Bianca swivelled her chair round to talk to him. The Momiji fan club weren't too happy about that and glared at Bianca.
"So you really can speak German? Che è così cool!" Bianca spoke after a while.
"Ja. My dad's Japanese and my mum's German. So I can speak Japanese and German. I have a habit of switching between the two."
"Che è così dolce! So is Japanese your first language and you learned to speak German?"
"Ja. What about you?"
Bianca smiled brightly at Momiji. "I'm Italian. I moved to Japan when I was nine and I picked it up."
Momiji leaned in excited. A girl who can also speak a different language. "Wirklich? That's so cool. So you lived in Italy for nine years then?"
"Sì." Bianca smiled. "It was difficult learning Japanese. I mean...speaking fine but the whole symbol writing thing...I'm still a little shaky on that. I have to take classes after school to help me write better."
"Oh is that why your dad picks you up after school?" Momiji asked remembering the man who picked her up. "He was your dad right?"
"Oh...sì..." Bianca drifted off in a world of her own.
Momiji laughed. The two talked to each other till lunch time ended and they had to go back to continue with their work.
...
Kyo woke up late that night. The pitch black made it hard to see. His hand felt beside him. Empty. There was no Tohru. Tohru was gone. Getting up, he walked to the door. A blazing light erupted from the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes and stood for a while. Three AM! Was the only thing running through his mind. He could hear a soft cries leaking out of the kitchen. The noise that sickened his ears and poisoned his heart. Tohru!
Kyo strides to the kitchen in full panic inside. "Tohru!?" He called out. When reaching the kitchen he looks in. "Tohru what's-" He stops.
Tohru faced the counter. Below her, a puddle of red liquid lay by her feet. Tohru continued crying.
"Oh my God." Kyo's heart stopped. "Oh my God...Tohru?!" He rushes over to her side. "Tohru, are you okay!? Tohru!"
Tohru slowly twirls round with her eyes filled with water. "K-Kyo...I...I..."
"You don't need to say a word. I'm hear now." Kyo caressed her cheek, trying to calm her down while trying to think of a solution. So many thoughts ran through his head. What to do? Hospital! Yes! They should call the hospital.
"But Kyo...I dropped the beetroot." Tohru breaks down.
Kyo stopped thinking. He stopped breathing. He stopped everything! "What?"
"The jar! It slipped." Tohru held the broken glass in her hands. "I was really hungry too. I really wanted some beetroot."
"Oh my God!" Kyo twirled round with his hands on his head laughing hard. He laughed so hard he nearly fell himself and had to hold onto the table for support. "Are you kidding me?!"
Tohru's sadness turned into full rage. "Well I'm sorry if this is funny to you. But I was really looking forward to this! All I wanted was some damn beetroot and I couldn't even get that. I never get anything I want!" Tohru stormed off like a spoiled brat to the bedroom.
Kyo sighed and sniggered following her.
"Clean up that mess Kyo for I'm not doing it!" Tohru yelled from the bedroom.
Kyo sighed. Fucking ten past three in the morning and I'm cleaning.
Hey guys! xD What ya think of this chapter? I found writing it really funny. I hope I made some people laugh haha. Probably not but I still laughed. xD
white sparkey: Oh really? That's soo sweet, thank-you. It really means a lot to me. I had the same thing too where I was obsessed with this Jelsa fanfiction and every single day, every single hour, I would check to see if it's updated because I loved it that much. It's over now though so that sucks -.-
kyolover001: Thank-you xD It couldn't be the best. The amount of typos i find in this thing depresses me...really sorry about that everyone! And of course! I'm gonna continue Fruit Bowl. This fanfiction WILL BE COMPLETE! I will NOT EVER leave it. Especially for really kind people who support me :')
purplecrystal2: Oh don't get the wrong idea. I suck at languages. I just completed my French GCSE (Whoo! I never have to do French again in my life) and it sucked but I don't care. To get the languages I just go on translator, a cheat I know :/ sue me haha. I forgot Momiji spoke German but I've recently finished reading The Book Thief (OMG! It broke my heart!) and in it they have German phrases the whole way through and I thought I should do that with Momiji. Then I thought about making up a girl that could also speak a different language. French was not happening! It was between Spanish, Italian, English I couldn't do because this is written in English so there's no difference. But yeah...you get the idea. Haha!
Thanks guys. I hope you can hold on till the next chapter. So many GCSE's in so little time. xD See ya!
~ChibiNagisaSakura