A/N: I was going to post this last week, but then I realized that if I waited a week, I could actually post a chapter about Valentine's Day for Valentine's Day. And timing like that almost never works out for me. So this chapter got delayed a little. ;)

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I stared down at my phone in utter disbelief. I could understand the words in the text, but I just couldn't process them.

-{{ Can't make dinner tonight. Too much homework. See you this weekend. }}-

The batshit crazy Moyashi had canceled our date. On Valentine's Day. She'd made such a big deal over it, mentioning it on every single date for the last month and a half, and now she was canceling it over something as mundane as homework. God, that girl was confusing.

Not knowing what else to do, I hit the call button. Maybe actually talking to her would make this less confusing. Surprisingly, she actually picked up. "Hello?"

The cluelessness in her voice was clearly faked, and that only pissed me off more. "What the fuck, Moyashi? You're too busy for dinner?"

If I weren't already sure that homework was just an excuse for whatever was really going on, the silence on the other end of the line would have given her away. Sensing that I wouldn't get a truthful answer out of her, I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. Time to see if reasoning with her logically would work. "Look, you don't have to tell me what's really going on if you don't want to. But these reservations were hard to get and you've been harping on me for weeks about this. It's Valentine's Day. You should at least come to dinner with me."

I could almost picture the conflicted look on her face as she stuttered into the phone. Now that I could actually hear her voice, I knew what was really going on: the crazy woman didn't want to tell me that she was on her period. "Come on, Moyashi. It's only going to take an hour, two at most. I knew going into this that you've got an early class, so dinner is literally all I planned. I'm not going to push you out of your comfort zone by making you drink, and I don't expect the date to end in sex. I just want to go out with my girlfriend on Valentine's Day."

That got a reaction out of her. She snorted. "No, you don't. You're not a romantic and you think the holiday is stupid."

"Maybe, but for the first time in our relationship, I can actually afford to take you to an upscale restaurant. I want to take you to the kind of place you deserve-"

The half-muffled squeal of excitement the Moyashi let out was adorable. "You made reservations at Ivy?!"

She immediately burst into tears and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at her. Yep, she's hormonal. "Are you coming to dinner or not, Moyashi?"

There was silence on her end of the call, but I swore I could hear her hormones arguing with her stomach.

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Dinner last night was wonderful. The food was amazing. Yuu was the perfect date. And it all made me feel even worse about what I'd discovered that morning.

In my defense, I did try to tell him I might be pregnant, but right as I got out, "there's something important," the man at the next table got down on one knee to propose to his date, and we were distracted. Not that I minded. I really didn't want to talk about my potential pregnancy.

The universe was against that however, and I found myself being dragged to the mall for an afternoon out with Lenalee. I hated shopping, but Lenalee was student teaching that semester, so we weren't seeing each other around campus anymore and I missed my best friend. Shopping together was really my only way of hanging out with her.

A couple hours in, we stopped for smoothies, and as we sat together in the food court, it occurred to me that Lenalee might have the answers to some of the issues I was facing. I sighed and fiddled with my mostly empty cup. "Lena, can I ask you something about Kanda?"

The green haired woman shrugged. "Sure, but you're the one who's dating the guy, I'm sure you know him better than I do."

I bit my lip, so nervous about this that it felt like I was going to explode. "Maybe, but you've known him for a lot longer than I have, so you know things that I don't."

"True." She smiled at me. "What's your question?"

I let out a deep breath, trying to calm myself before I spoke. I was terrified of what her answer to my question would be. "What are Kanda's thoughts on children?"

Lenalee choked briefly on her drink. "Oh god. Why on earth do you want to know that?" Her flustered look disappeared almost immediately. "Oh, right, never mind. That was a stupid question. You've been dating him for almost three years and you'll be graduating soon. You're trying to decide if you want to continue your relationship out in the real world."

I nodded, not trusting myself to lie convincingly under the circumstances. It was close enough to the truth, I really was doubting the state of my relationship with Kanda, just not in the way she was thinking.

She made a face as she thought. "Well, I don't know the answer to your question for sure, we've never actually talked about it, but I've always thought of Kanda as having a take it or leave it attitude towards kids."

Seeing my confusion, she explained further. "If he ever finds the woman that he wants to spend the rest of his life with and she wants kids, he would do everything he could to be the perfect dad; and if she doesn't want kids, then he would be ok with that too." She smiled knowingly at me. "Basically, he's going to go along with whatever you want to do."

I sighed heavily; that wasn't what I wanted to hear. Though, to be fair, I honestly didn't know what it was that I had wanted to hear; I just knew that it wasn't that. "You think I should tell him."