Chapter 2
Nobu's POV
Pulling my apartment key out of my pocket, I looked around me to ensure we hadn't been followed before turning the key in both the dead bolt and initial doorknob.
I was still holding hands with Hachi, feeling her warmth.
Letting go of her hand momentarily, I turned to lock the door. As I turned back around, Hachi wrapped her arms around me tightly, This place surely felt less dark and held a way more positive atmosphere. I looked at Hachi, her behavior a lot calmer than before. Of course she probably felt safer away from Takumi's jealousy.
"Hachi?" I asked, my brows furrowed in concern.
"I'm okay, Nobu. At least I am now. Though, I do still feel guilty... or rather ashamed."
"Guilty? Ashamed? Why?"
"Well, now I'm in this predicament... all because I wanted to so badly be with you. If I would have waited," She moved to the bed, wrapping her arms around herself, "this could have been prevented." The tears running down her face made me want to cry. It wasn't all her fault. At the time she was with Takumi and we did move into this relationship quickly.
Walking over to her, I gently took her hands into my own. "Hachi, please... look at me?" I asked.
Looking up at me, she bit her lip, resting her other hand on her still flat abdomen.
"We can't change what has happened. All we can do is move forward together." I paused. "Although I know I don't make much money, I do hope that this child is mine instead of his. Just from tonight I can see the pain he caused you. I hate to see you hurting."
A sigh of happiness left Hachi as she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you too, Nobu."
Looking up at me, she began running her fingers in and through my blonde spikes. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation. I moved up to go towards the shower. "Would you like to join me?"
"Are you okay with me staying here?"
I clicked my tongue and jokingly rolled my eyes. "Really?" I chuckled.
"I... I just don't want to be a burden on you." Hachi said, her eyes getting watery.
Shaking my head, "Hachi..." I sighed, feeling sad for her. Hooking my finger under her chin. Once she looked up at me, I pressed my lips passionately to hers.
I could feel her arms wrapping tighter around me, clenching my shirt in her hands. Moving, I leaned down, Hachi moving down as well so I was now hovering over her.
Moving my lips against hers, moving a hand into her hair, the tear stains on her cheeks evident from the previous events. Moving my hand from her hair to her cheek, I gently rubbed it with my thumb.
I could feel the heat rising within my body as I moved, both her and I moving towards the middle of my bed.
Hachi moaned into my mouth, a coil within my loins tightened as I allowed just a little more of my weigh to lay on her.
Looking into her eyes, I touched my forehead to hers, taking a deep breath.
She nodded, "It's okay. I want to, but..."
"Hachi, you don't have to if you-"
Shaking her head, she gently covered my mouth, placing a kiss on the tip of my nose.
"Nobu, I love you. I know that the circumstances aren't... great, but if you really want to, we can. It's just, what I was going to say before, I'd rather wait at least until we can speak to Takumi face to face about my decision. I know you're not going to be comfortable talking to him, so if you don't want to be there, you don't have to."
Looking at her, I could see her looking deeping into my eyes, almost as if she were searching for something.
"Hachi, I couldn't just leave you alone with him. Not only do I love you, but this child could very well be mine as well."
"You know, my doctor told me that as soon as 9 weeks, I could get a paternity test... perhaps we should do that?"
I looked at her, smiling. "I'd like that. I'd like to be at the next appointment, if that is okay with you?"
"Of course it is okay with me. My next appointment is in two weeks. It'll be my seventh week, so I can ask more about the test."
"Sounds good Hachi." I whispered, moving closer to her.
Moving next to her, I wrapped an arm around her waist, finding myself placing a hand on her abdomen, almost instinctively.
I reached over, turning out the lamp.
"I'm going to text him... we need to meet him tomorrow. I'd rather get this over with."
To Be Continued...
Sorry I know that this one is short... But I have bunches planned for the next one!