Onomatopoeia
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.
Pairing: Established Yuma x Shobee.
Summary:
Long has the time passed for its necessity towards duelling mad scientists and extradimensional invaders, but as Tsukumo Yuma found out these past nine months, harnessing ZEXAL caused some unforeseen side effects.
CRASH! BANG! BOOM!
SCREEEEEECH!
These were sounds that slammed Yuatsu Shobee's ears with enormous frequency on the job. Sounds he burned up hearing because they bespoke the power of manned machinery.
Mizuki Kotori was less enthusiastic hearing such noise, but to Shobee's relief, she remembered to wear a helmet.
"Shobee-kun, do you have a sec?"
"Can you drop the '-kun,' dammit? The workmen might belittle their boss!"
"And we both know how you feel about that," she giggled his height continued to be an area of contention.
"So? Why are you here? New shopping mall isn't built yet!"
"How are things at home?" she didn't give a straightforward answer, which told Shobee she came with something specific to bother him about.
"Damn super!" Shobee exploded with sarcasm. "Instead of doing the cooking, Yuma's eating us out of house and home!"
Tsukumo Yuma: homemaker! Younger her would have never believed it. Older her was still baffled by it.
"It's only natural. He's eating for two."
Another development her younger self wouldn't believe. All the foreign energy Yuma got hit with as ZEXAL actually made it possible for him to get pregnant (by Shobee, not Astral)!
When Shobee married Yuma, space pregnancy wasn't in the fine print!
As Kotori explained, that wasn't scientifically accurate. Space implied a different planet. Astral World and Barian World were parallel dimensions. Shark and Rio weren't space aliens; they were the souls of former humans, reborn in the dead bodies of their recently deceased descendants as non-space-alien alien zombie humans with no memories of their identities.
Yup, interdimensional transference physics is complicated.
"Dr. Faker and Tron said the baby's due any day now. It's good they're monitoring Yuma."
"Everybody wants to be our baby's godparent, goddammit! I suppose you're here to make one last plea for your case, huh?"
"Other than Yuma, we do go way back, you and I!" Kotori practically sang. "Have you two decided on a name?"
"Well, I wanted to name the baby Komatsu if it's a girl or Hitachi if it's a boy, after the construction manufacturers, but Yuma insists we name our kid Hope!"
"You guys don't want to know the sex? Doesn't that complicate buying baby stuff?"
"We picked neutral colours. We aren't holding a damn gender reveal party! Those assholes are damn idiots!"
"Hope's a nice name…if a tad obvious from Yuma."
Kotori's D-Gazer rang and she replied before delivering Shobee the update. "Remember how I said Dr. Faker and Tron said any day now? It's now any minute now!"
"WHAT?"
"Stay calm! Akari-san's taking Yuma to Kaito's lab and they'll meet you there!"
"ON HER MOTORBIKE?" Shobee's eyes could've popped out of his head.
"You gogogo and dododo your part! We'll talk after the gagaga's born!"
"THAT'S NOT WHAT GO GO GO, DO DO DO, OR GA GA GA MEANS!"