The days and weeks passed as Toshinori and I attempted to finish unpacking the rest of the boxes from the move. Toshinori nearly demanded that all the heavy lifting and other such things be handled by him. So, in the days and weeks, I was confined to the couch, as he right out refused for me to sit on the floor, opening boxes and handing them over to him. Nothing was really heavy lifting, but fighting him on the matter wasn't going to get me anywhere.
It did take us a bit to get everything completely unpacked though. While we did spend time on it when we had the time, Toshinori was always on call to save people, whether day or night, and I was spending time finishing up work at Breathing Pollen. Either way, we both were occasionally consumed by other obligations that prevented us from completing our home.
However, within a month, the place was pretty much finished. Toshinori had set up my office for me when he was home during the day a week or so ago while I was at the flower shop. So, I thought today I would make use of it by setting up a few minor decorations of my own, and checking on my shipment of flowers that were due tomorrow. I couldn't wait to finally have the shop open and running. Toshinori got me the place in June and it was November now. It was almost done.
I stared out the window to gaze at the grass in the November sun. Fall was nice, but it was disappointing that I couldn't get started on the garden for my home since the weather was bound to change for the worse and the plants were stagger through the winter weather. It was best to wait until Springtime started to arrive. What to do then? The shipment was still going to be on time, I was done adding my small touches to my office. A picture of me with my parents, a picture of Toshinori being a dork at the movies, and potted plant hanging near the window that gave a glimpse to the outside. Minor touches.
My hand absent-mindedly rested on my miniscule baby bump. It was hardly noticeable, but as the person incubating the little Sunspot, I noticed quite quickly. Toshinori did as well, considering he is a cuddler when he is in bed. He felt it as he ran his large, calloused hands over my sides. He was elated when he did, and since as been resting his hands ever so tenderly on my stomach. Dork.
But still…I rested my hands there because I was somewhat happy about bearing Toshinori's child. I shook my head to get my thoughts away from my heroic idiot and back to the matter of what I was going to do with myself. Gazing out the window at the grass, I decided the best option was to make sure that Breathing Pollen was ready for the shipment and that once it was delivered, I was prepared to open shop and have no hitches about that.
A sound plan. I pulled out my phone, sending a quick text to Toshinori. -I'm heading to Breathing Pollen to prepare for my shipment tomorrow and the possible Grand Opening tomorrow. If I am not home, you know where to find me.-
After sending the message, I made my way out of the office, up the stairs, and into the last door on the left, the master bedroom. I went to the dresser, grabbing one of my beanies. It was a casual day, no need to look cute for anyone since Toshinori wasn't here, and I wasn't feeling up to being a tease. I put my All Might beanie on, checking that I still looked like a decrepit, dying creature in the master bathroom mirror, brushed my teeth, gave a curt nod to the shadow of my former self in the mirror, and went my merry way out of the house.
I opened the door and took a slow, deep breath. I felt the slight struggle of my lungs for air, but it was nothing I wasn't adapted to. Once I had exhaled the life-giving oxygen, I closed the door, locked it and proceeded to make my way towards the gate that enclosed our house. That was until a shrill, high-pitched call disturbed my peaceful pace. "The wife! Finally!"
I looked around to see where the voice was coming from and my eyes were assaulted quickly by a black-haired woman with dark brown eyes hurrying over to her side of the fence. I stared at her in amazement, attempting to process what she had just said. Did she actually say…'wife?' What the Hell did she mean by 'wife?' Was she talking about me?
As I was processing, she was waving her arms at me, and I quickly took note that her arms…were extended a bit farther than normal. Quirked. This woman had a Quirk. Great…I sighed and trudged over, assuming this woman was talking to me, and wanted to talk to me. Once in front of her, I gave a bit of an awkward hello.
She took to that rapidly as I watched her arm extended towards my lowered hand, lift it, and shake it with zeal. "Hello! It's nice to finally meet you! I've been wondering when you'd show up! I saw your husband going in and out of the house when you two moved in, him carrying all those boxes by himself, so impressive! He has to be a bodybuilder, right?! Then I saw him carry all those baby things in, and I just immediately knew he was this excited dad and that his wife was having twins! But you know, you look really small to be expecting twins! How far along are you anyway?!"
That…that was assailing. This was assault…with words. What the Hell? I just meet this woman and this is her introduction. Shake my hand without permission and assault me with the things she has noticed. And 'husband!' I wasn't married. In fact, I told Toshinori that he wasn't allowed to propose to me in the hospital, and I haven't heard him breath a word of proposing to me since. What?! I just stood there in shock, not entirely sure how to respond to the situation. I just started.
Another voice reached me though, a monotone baritone voice wafted past from behind this exuberant woman. "Nadeshiko, calm yourself. You're confusing her and making her feel uncomfortable."
How the fuck…? I tilted my head past the woman to catch a glimpse of a tall, slender man behind her with hazel eyes and dark brown hair. He was calm, almost expressionless in his face. Creepy. How did he know what I was feeling…? Was he fucking Quirked too?! I went back to facing the woman who still clutched my hand before releasing it and pouting. "Oh, hush Tsukasa! I'm introducing myself and being a good neighbor."
The man's voice penetrated the air once more. "You haven't even introduced yourself Dear."
Dear? Wait, were these two married?! This stoic ass was married to this excitable creature from Hell?! I just stood there confused. "Um…?"
The woman, Nadeshiko is what I believe the man called her, faced me once more. "Sorry, I just get so excited! I'm Kiraga Nadeshiko, it's nice to meet you Yagi."
Yagi? Okay, this needed to stop, she truly thought I was married to Toshinori, we weren't married. I needed to tell her flat out because her continuing this was going to be problematic for me. "I'm not a Yagi."
That sent a wave of confused across her face as her perplexed eyes went from looking into my green ones, to my slightly distended abdomen, back to my face. "Not…a Yagi? Then…who are you?"
Nice, confuse her. At least the annoying squealing she was doing earlier was over. "I'm Yamane Ayano, Yagi is my boyfriend."
"Boy…friend…? You two aren't married? Are…Are you expecting?" Her eyes kept going from my abdomen to my face, just back and forth.
This woman was grating on my last nerve. She was starting to piss me off. Was it so wrong that I was pregnant with my boyfriend's child? Was it such a terrible thing that we weren't married? There was only one person in the world that I was going to allow to be pissy about this and that was my father, and he didn't even fucking know I was pregnant yet. Who was this woman to judge me and my lift choices? Besides, this wasn't even my fault, the moron Pro-Hero took fault for this one, and he was owning up to it. "Yeah, I'm pregnant. What of it?"
A jolt coursed through Nadeshiko at that response. Guess she wasn't expecting me to be bitchy. We all make mistakes. However, I easily noticed that her posture changed and her eyes were scanning for something to say. That's when the man, who I could only assume was her husband, walked up behind her and rested a hand on her shoulder. I guess he was trying to be reassuring. He faced me though; his eyes focused, but almost dazed. As if he could see right through me. "Nothing is wrong with it Yamane, forgive her. She's a bit…old fashioned in her ideals of romance. I'm Kiraga Tsukasa. It's a pleasure to meet you." He gave a bow before those dull eyes went to my beanie and back to me. "An All Might fan?"
Working to change the topic? Fine, I'll take the topic change if it means we can stray away from the fact that I'm a pregnant unmarried woman dating All Might, the father of her child. That…That kind of sounds a bit bad now that I think about it. Either way! Not my fault. Anyway, answering. "No. I'm not."
Those expressionless eyes focused in now, boring into me almost. This guy was…really unsettling. "I see." He gave a nod before his hand glided down her arm and took Nadeshiko's hand. "Excuse us." With that he turned and gently tugged Nadeshiko after him.
Nadeshiko gave a last look at me, an expression of confusion still washed over her face. Whatever. It was pointless of me to think on. I made my leave as well, flipping out my phone to text Toshinori again as I left. -Heads up, I think the neighbors are upset that I'm pregnant and we're not married. They seem a bit judgmental and way fucking creepy.-
Fucking weirdos…
