5 years ago
Gojo and I were both 23 years old, in love, living together under one roof. I observed him from afar at the dining table. He was busy watching a documentary about horror films. Sipping my tea, I couldn't help but wonder how I fell in love with him. It's been five years since we've been in each other's spaces. He stuck onto me like glue. Gojo never stopped bringing me to his missions nor stopped bothering me if his life depended on it. He really was an amazing person to have by my side.
"Babe!" Gojo called out in a needy voice.
"Yes?" I placed my cup on the wooden table and arched my brow.
He didn't spare a glance at me. "Sit on my lap! I miss you!" Gojo patted his thighs, and I reluctantly sighed, knowing that his attitude will sulk.
"Okay you big baby," I pushed myself out of my chair and slowly stepped my way to him. I purposefully walked slow like a sloth to piss him off. He's a big man who craved my love and affection ever since we confessed feelings a year and a half after living together.
"Babe, I miss you! Hurry! I'm going to die without you!" His arms were wide opened, eagerly waiting for my body.
"We woke up together this morning, Satoru. We were only physically apart for thirty minutes because I was making tea for myself."
"I don't care! I need you with me all time!"
I really wondered if it was a good idea to confess. Gojo turned out to be a hassle to who I love no matter what. He's a man filled with all different types of personalities, yet most of the time he's a jokester.
Once I landed on his lap, Gojo wrapped his arms around me, securing me so I wouldn't escape and rested his chin on my head. "Babe," for some reason his hands were squeezing my stomach.
"Yeah?"
"Are you pregnant?" Was that why he's touching my stomach like that?
"Babe," I looked over my shoulder and stared at him with a dead expression. "I'm not pregnant. Sadly, conceiving children won't be easy either." I remembered the doctor telling me the news that I'll have a harder chance to have children because I'm not naturally producing a lot of eggs. It broke my heart to know that I'm gifted to create life and yet my body is unable to do that. It's probably because of what my body endured at the Kita's house.
"That's why I'm going to keep nut—" I placed my finger on his lips. I didn't like the word that was leaving his mouth.
"Don't say, 'nutting'. That's informal."
Gojo laughed at me for a moment. He indulged the vocabulary that I didn't like; my disdain only made him grow stronger on me. "But baby, my princess, don't you want kids?" He pouted as he fiddled his finger while I still stared at him with my neck turned. "Lately I've been having baby fever, dreaming about starting a family... because you know, we've technically been married for five years." Gojo spoke in a shy manner, making shifty eye contact with me.
Thinking back to Gojo words, I connected his words to his actions. Every time we saw a baby in the streets, he would find a way to gain the baby's attention. At the store, he would always walk to the baby's aisle as he glanced at the clothes and equipment. During that time, I didn't think too much because he's a little weirdo. Next, he would subtly bring up about our future like expanding our small family. And lastly, Gojo has been trying to impregnate me all the time in bed. There's not one day where he growls into my ear and repeatedly tells me that I'm going to be carrying his child. "Babe, your ears turned red."
Of course my ears were turning red. I just realized that often he talked dirty about having kids, and he gave me multiple hints which I disregarded. I turned my whole body to straddle him as my hands placed on his shoulders. "You really want to become a father?" I asked in seriousness, but Gojo took it the wrong way.
He pressed my body against his and a cheeky grin drew his lips apart. His arctic blue eyes swam in sudden lust, but I had to calm him down before I couldn't walk for days. "Are you suggesting—"
"Satoru, I don't know if I'm ready to become a mother. The traumatic experience that I've been through still lingers in the back of my head." I wrapped my arms around his neck, nuzzling close to him. I didn't mean to make him feel bad about constantly talking about children, but it's my feelings and I'm just letting him know. "I'm scared to turn out like my parents. It's my biggest fear…" If I became like them, I'll never forgive myself. People can say that we can stop repeating the action of our parents, but how true does it hold up to?
"Ena, look at me." I peeled back and stared at Gojo with a solemn expression. His gentle and warm hands cupped my cheeks. "I understand you're scared, but we can pull through this together. You'll be an amazing mother to our children! I see the way you look at Megumi. You love taking care of him."
"But maybe it's because he's not my child, so I'm not responsible for how he grows up to be like." Megumi is a ten or eleven years old child that Gojo found. Apparently, Gojo killed his dad and the child is related to the Zenin clan. He's an adorable child who's shy around me. Seeing him does make my heart ache from his pureness. Megumi's a smart, grumpy kid who can't give me a sour face. "Well…" my mind started to change my thoughts. "Since I can't have kids easily nor I want to take any medication to increase my hormones, I guess we can keep on trying until I get magically pregnant." Instantly, I regretted not structuring my words because Gojo hoisted me up.
"I guess it's my cue to take us to bed!" Gojo was a little bit enthusiastic about this. His eyes relit and intensely sparked in becoming a father. I prayed for my poor legs.
After three and a half hours, his animalistic side died down. As I panted profusively, I couldn't move at all. My legs were badly shaking and my arms had no strength to lift myself up. I wanted to shower because of our body sweat, but I'm too exhausted to do anything. I stayed laying flat on my back with my eyes closed. I needed to catch my breath and cool down.
"Princess," Gojo's heavy body sunk down on the right side of the mattress.
"Yes?"
"Remembered when you said no sex until marriage?"
A big scoff trickled out of me. "Of course I do! We happened to break that because you became sexually frustrated when guys were hitting on me, and you put it all on me. I was taken back because you always get hit on, whereas I don't since you drive them off before they can do it." Long story short, we argued and it turned into a heated makeout session, which turned into us forgetting our small vow and throwing ourselves into bed.
Gojo used his muscles to flip me on my side so we can gaze at each other. "We can marry now," he suggested, twirling my long black hair around his finger.
I opened my eyes to view his handsome face. "Satoru, people want to kill you. Didn't you tell me that you were stabbed all over the body for this one mission? You literally could've died, but you didn't because you're Gojo Satoru, the most powerful sorcerer alive! I'm just afraid that there will be a day where…" My eyes began to swell from the thoughts of him dying. Being a widow or being a single mother with a born or unborn child.
A few tears dropped down from my face. "Baby, don't cry…!" Gojo pushed me into his naked chest. His beating heart played a soothing song to my untamed sadness from causing me more distress. Gojo's hand stroked the back of my head, stringing through my hair. "I will never ever leave your side. No one is going to kill me, and once you're ready to get married… I'll be waiting." He kissed my head. His reassuring words made me feel more secure. "I love you,"
"I love you too,"
After a moment of peaceful silence, Gojo's words made me groan in pain. "Round four? This time you'll get pregnant." He sat up and looked at me. His messy white hair was pushed back, revealing his recharged lust in his eyes.
"Satoruuuuuu! I'm tired! I have no more stamina to spare for you!" I cried out, turning away from him.
A few months later,
"Hmm that's interesting. I haven't gotten my period for two months now." I didn't think too much about it since periods can be abnormal. However, a worst case scenario popped into my head as my heart dropped to the floor. "Oh my gosh! What if I started menopause?! I'm too young!" My fertility sucked, which means my reproductive system gave up on me. There's no way that I could be pregnant since we've been trying for a long time now. All the tests came out negative in the past.
"Babeeee!" Gojo announced in his presence in our bedroom.
"Yes?" I decided not to tell him and figure this out by myself.
"I'm going to see Megumi! I'll be home soon!" Gojo ran over to plant a long kiss on my cheek. His mouth was like a suction cup. I couldn't pop off his kiss, only he could. "Bye, I love you!" He pulled back from me with a pop noise.
"Yes, I love you too!"
I let a few minutes pass to make sure Gojo was gone from the area. Pulling up my phone, I made a haste doctor's appointment. I needed an answer from a professional. I know I'm not pregnant because I haven't gotten any symptoms like morning sickness from what's on the internet. "Menopause is too early for me!" I threw on a simple dress and ran out of the apartment.
Taking a taxi to the clinic, I rushed inside and checked myself in at the front desk. I took a magazine off the table and started reading it. "Oh no," I whispered to myself in horror. The magazine was talking about baby names and baby room decor. "I'm not going to read this." I put it away and waited for my name to be called.
"Kita Ena," I was called into another room by a doctor.
I sat in the small room as the doctor asked me questions, and I explained my situation to the female doctor. "Do you want to do a pregnancy test?"
"Hmmmm…" It wasn't a bad idea and I'm in the clinic too, so it won't hurt to do a test. "Yeah I can."
The doctor gave me a cup for me to pee in, instructing me the line to fill the cup. "After you are done, bring the cup to me and I'll put in a stick to indicate whether you're pregnant or not."
I followed the doctor's orders. After I was done with the bathroom, I waited for the stick to show any signs of me not being pregnant because my gut feelings were saying I'm not. Even so, there's a slim chance of me getting pregnant, and if I was then great! Gojo's gonna be happy with the news.
A few moments later, the doctor came back with the results. For some reason, there was a happy expression on her face. My heart beated in anticipation, waiting to hear that it's negative. Wait, happy faces don't connect with negative news…. "Congratulations, Miss Kita! You're pregnant!" The doctor cheered and my jaw dropped.
Me pregnant? A baby growing inside of me? A miracle child? Did god hear Gojo's nightly prayers to get me pregnant? I'm scared.
I forced a smile on my face to hide any lingering thoughts presented. "T-that's amazing news! I'm speechless… Is it possible to do an ultrasound right now?! I need to show proof to my partner that I am pregnant." I knew Gojo would demand some form of evidence, especially when it's impossible for me to conceive naturally.
"Yes it's possible!"
I was taken into a dark room. I had to lift up my dress so she could put gel on my stomach. The cold sensation was bearable. The sound of my own heartbeat was loud in my ears. The doctor placed the transducer probe on my lower stomach and began searching for the tiny bean.
It was an amazing experience to hear the sound of my stomach and the picture of the embryo. The doctor explained what I was seeing on the display. Hearing her talk about my child made me tear up. I have a chance to give life and experience this ability of mine. The doctor printed out the pictures from the ultrasound, and I couldn't be any happier than I am right now.
After leaving the clinic, I felt like a new woman. A tiny life was growing inside of me. I hope I'm careful enough to keep the child growing healthy and staying alive. "I need to surprise him!" The joy of revealing my pregnancy to him was exciting.
I went to a gift store to buy a small box to stuff the picture inside. "He's going to freak out!" Once I paid for the box, I stepped outside to view the evening sun. Taking out my phone, I called him.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe! Are you almost home?"
"Yeah. Are you out? I hear cars and chattering people." Gojo's ears were spot on like always.
"Yes I am!" I looked down at the small box in my arm. "I have a big surprise! You're going to love it!" I imagined Gojo's face when he opened the box. His child-like grin opening a present on Christmas Day. He's going to be the most happiest person. "Babe—" I was rudely interrupted on the phone.
"Ah, well if it isn't the bride of Gojo Satoru. It's a pleasure to me you."
I slowly turned around to face a tall man with long black hair as he's dressed in a black yukata. "Babe! I want you to stay put! I'll find you right now!" Gojo's voice was filled with fright. He already sensed danger through the phone. It's been a long time since he's been scared for my well-being.
"Do I know you?" It didn't seem like he was going to hurt me in broad daylight, but I can't figure out who this man was. I also wondered how he knew Gojo.
"Ah, I see." The man chuckled sadly as if he was hurt over something. "I supposed Gojo never told you. Let me introduce myself to you. I'm Geto Suguru."
My breath hitched. He's a traitor to all sorcerers because he wants to kill non-shamans. Geto is the most wanted man. Why was he appearing in front of me? Did he want to die?
"So you heard of my name. I'm glad to know that." He took my expression as a compliment.
"Why are you here?" I stumbled back. My good day was ruined by him. I don't want to lose my happiness because I failed to protect myself and my unborn child.
"You see—"
Suddenly, my fiancé, Gojo Satoru blocked me from him. He knew how to track me down and save me just in time. "Geto, I swear if you lay a hand on my wife, you will pay the consequences!" His voice was low, brewing in madness.
"Gojo Satoru saves the day again… We shall meet again."
It ended quickly; however, it made me wonder what if Gojo didn't come in time or if I didn't call him? Nonetheless, I'm grateful that he's always here for me.
Gojo turned around and cupped my cheeks in concern. "Baby, did he hurt you?" His frantic eyes scanned me from head to toe.
"No, Satoru. He only approached me and that's all. You don't have to worry about it. Let's go home before anything happens."
Finally when we got home, the annoyed Gojo, who kept asking what's inside the box, could at last open his awaited gift. I watched him open the lid of the box, and his expression dropped in confusion. Gojo examined what he was looking at. He squinted his eyes, turning the pictures in different directions. This was not how I imagined him to be like. I really thought he would've caught on and cried on me because of the ultrasound picture.
"Satoru,"
"Just wait, honey. I'm still trying to figure out this picture."
I couldn't tell if he was joking around or if he was seriously dumb for not knowing it. He always tried to get me pregnant every week of the month, and yet he was oblivious to a picture of our child? It confused my soul.
"Do you need help?" My precious happiness was slowly dying down by his either forced or actual cluelessness.
"No, I—" Gojo was an idiot; he's my idiot I need to tell him.
"I'm pregnant!"
Gojo gasped loudly, flicking his eyes on me and to the picture. Don't tell me he was that clueless? His intelligence is high but maybe not to this. "Yeah I know." His response was a slap to my face. "I was just playing around."
"Bye," He irked my soul. I can't handle him even if he's my fiancé, lover, husband-to-be, or father-to-be. I need a break from him.
Gojo sped in front of me, preventing me from leaving as his arms and legs spread open like a shield. "Babeeee! Please don't get mad! I am very happy!" He dropped on his knees to beg me for forgiveness. "I'm excited you're pregnant! I can't wait to be a dad! I can't wait for you to be a mom! We're going to be awesome parents!"
"Oof," I slipped out one of my thoughts. "I'm scared to have two energetic Satorus in the house." Gojo will love and cherish his child. I'm just afraid to see a clone copy of Satoru when one was enough to handle.
"I'll disregard what you said because right now
I am the happiest man alive! I don't feel bad for making you sore every day of the week."
"And you're proud of that?" My whole body couldn't take the soreness anymore. I literally had to stop that beast from pouncing me before I died from exhaustion.
"Yeah… to some points…." Gojo mumbled off, slowly turning his head away from me. Then he quickly changed the subject, "I can't wait to tell the others! Megumi is going to be a big brother." Gojo immediately ran off with the picture at hand to call his friends.
I sighed, "Don't get too overly excited. The pregnant woman phase hasn't begun."