August 16, 2012

"Yo Mikado! So what did you want from for house yesterday? We went there and you packed a backpack full, but you haven't opened it since. I want to know whats in the darn bag, you hit me when I tried to look through it." They were just walking in from their work out hat the park.

Mikado was sluggish and his lungs still wanted more air. "Masaomi, can I just come home and collapse? You made me run so much today, and there was a test in science. English was really hard today too. So just go make me some dinner."

Masaomi over exaggerated being offended and surprised. "I did all that too. Why do I have to cook? I cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner two days ago. You cook." Masaomi crossed his arms, turning toward Mikado, who was laying on the couch.

"Mmn but your cooking is better. You made me run. you know I suck at distance running. Besides you used to be on track. We can just have dinner later. Come here, I'm cold." Mikado grabbed Masaomis wrist, pulling him on top of himself.

Lying his head on Mikados chest and keeping his knees by his crotch, Masaomi burst out laughing. "Your so comfy. I'll go cook if you show me the contents of that bag."

"Mmn but heater." Masaomi smiled at him. "Grr fine. But give me a kiss first." Masaomi gave Mikado a peak, sliding to stand. When he went to get up his knee had brushed against Mikado groin, making Mikado give a light moan.


"Was that a good dinner? do I get to see now? Huh? Huh! Oh my god I am excited!" Massaomi as bouncing over Mikados body. "Soo?"

"Dinner was fine. I brought it over for us. But last night you were mine, and only mine." Mikado smirked raising his mouth to Masaomis ear. He sucked on his earing making Masaomi stop the annoying bouncing. "Mmn your sweet. You never seem to have a terrible taste, or smell. Though your mouth gets in the way of your charm."

"Mmn if you keep messing with me how will I ever find out whats in that bag? No matter how totally awesome you feel, my curiosity burns. I'll go get it!" Masaomi ran out of the room quickly containing the bulky bag. "Jesus whats in this thing! It weighs a ton. Than again its huge and you stuffed it. Open it!"

"Haha your cute." Mikado slowly unzipped the bag, Masaomis eyes never moving from it. Mikado pulled out a few bottles before dumping the contents of the bag on the coffee table infront of them.

Masaomi looked over the pile reading a few of the labels. It took him a moment before he looked up at Mikado in surprise. "Holy crap Mikado! My sweet innocent Mikado! How the fuck did you get all of this! It's so illegal for you to have. Wait is that shrooms? Oh my god have you tried any? Which one is your favorite?"Masaomi was happily looking at everything closly, twice.

Mikado was laughing at Masaomis reaction. He had expected Masaomi to have been more calm. "Well I thought you knew about marijuana. I have tried everything. I favor vodka and cigarettes. By the way you should know better than to mistake for completely innocent. They were all gifts."

"Oh so he gave you this. Do you know why? He gave me a bunch of designer clothes, jewelery, and electronics. I don't really know why, the only one I understood was this knife that was amazingly sharp. It arrived at my house a week after all of my scares were healed." When Masaomi talked it didn't always fill Mikado with joy, sometimes it made Mikado want to cry.

"He caught me smoking. Well how about we do a bit of them. Like as much as possible before we risk death." Mikado took out two shot glasses from a little pocket, and a glass pipe.


Mikado was uncontrollably laughing at the flailing Masaomi on the floor. "You look like such. A. Dork!" Mikado was having issues at speaking through his laughter.

"Oh my god. I just felt a kick! Our baby is moving!" Masaomi was holding his stomach, looking excitedly at Mikado.

Mikado looked at Masaomi confused, stopping his laughter. "My dear you can't possibly be pregnet. Right?"

"Of course I can be. We did have unprotected sex twice. Ahhhhh! I'm going into labor! Ahhh!" Masaomi was on all fours tears starting at his eyes.

"Oh Masaomi I'm so sorry! How can I help? Should we go to to the doctors? Or like the bathroom." Mikado had no clue what to do. He had no idea that Masaomi had even gotten pregnant, he hadn't showed any signs. He figured Masaomis clothes had to go if he was about to give birth. "Just breath dear. Its going to be fine."

"Ahhh! It's all your damn fault! I'm going to die! Ahhh!" Masaomi was crying having a death grip on Mikados hand.

After a few minutes, which felt like hours for Mikado, they could hear a soft babies cry. Mikado picked up the child and wrapped it in a blanket he kept on the couch. "What do you want to name her?" Mikado was looking down at their new child. Her hair was the lighter brown like Masaomi, and she had Mikados bright eyes. Staring down at her he felt like he hadn't seen a more beautiful child before.

Masaomi smiled put back on his clothes, took the child from Mikado, and headed to be. "What about Aiko or something. Lets just all go to sleep." They went to be. After getting comfortable and getting Aiko to drink to sleep, they started drifting off. Masaomi grabbed Mikados hand gently, giving him a light smile. "We have a kid. I love her eyes. Promise me you'll never leave us." Before Mikado could answer Masaomi was already asleep, so Mikado joined him.

Authors Note: Yeah okay I am rude about these. Sorry for the late update this isn't the only one. I got super pissed at my phone for deleting this and being obnoxiously slow so I couldn't write humor. Mikado to me has a clean house. His house my not be OCD peoples favorite hang out, but its not filthy. I love Mpregs they are so funny, and random. Oh well Thanks for reading I am really glade people like it. Can you believe only 2 chapters left? Time sure does fly.