Hiiro
looked up, as was his reaction to noise. What greeted him was the beautiful face
of Usagi that he had remembered. Even though Hiiro wouldn't admit it, he had
longed to see her face so many times while she was supposed as dead. The creamy
white of her skin, the rosy hue of her lips, the true color of her eyes, which
was the clearest blue he had ever seen- all of these characteristics were
vividly pictured in his mind, although he didn't even know it. At that moment,
Usagi decided to give him a smile.
"Thanks
for coming with me Hiiro. I know you're probably thinking that it's really
weird to see a fellow perfect soldier break down because of emotions. Never get
this way Hiiro. That's the only advice I can give you. Your heart will be
broken many times over; you'll be hurt and scarred for life. The pain of the
first time that your heart is broken is unbearable. I would give anything to
become like I used to be again, but that requires training, and I don't have
the physical requirements for training anymore. Now I know why the doctors
voided us of emotions. Emotions are unnecessary and will get in the way. *sigh*
Well, I'd like to thank you again."
Hiiro
just stared at Usagi, dumbfounded. She seemed so pained, and for some reason,
Hiiro felt anger at the person who caused the pain. Hiiro brushed off the
feeling, and helped Usagi out of the hotel room to her car.
When
the two arrived at the Lamaze class, there were already many couples lying on
the mats and practicing their breathing. Usagi led Hiiro to one of the open
mats, and she sat down.
"Okay
Hiiro, I think you need to sit down first."
Hiiro
nodded and sat down. He then helped Usagi get into a comfortable position.
"Well,
I guess we just wait until the teacher starts the class." Hiiro nodded in
response.
"Okay
class, are you ready to begin?" Several yeses were heard throughout the room.
All right, partners, sit behind the mommies in a comfortable position where you
can help soothe her in the case that it was a real pregnancy."
Hiiro
sat behind Usagi, spreading his legs so that she could lean into him.
"Okay,
partners, place your hands on the mommies tummies and rub the belly gently.
Mommies, lean into the person sitting behind you for support. And now, breathe.
Hee hee hee hoo. Hee hee hee hoo." Usagi nervously leaned back into Hiiro. He
leaned forward, and hesitantly placed his hands on Usagi's stomach. He was so
concentrated on doing this right, he was doing it wrong. Usagi placed her hands
on Hiiro's hands, and lead him in a gentle circular motion around her stomach.
After a while, Hiiro caught on, and Usagi let go. He had his head on her left
shoulder and Usagi had her head on Hiiro's right chest. Usagi could feel
Hiiro's hot breath on her neck, as she had six months ago on the balcony of
one Quatre's rooms. In her comfort, Usagi had her eyes closed, doing her
breathing, and stopped when she felt something.
"Hiiro!
Did you feel that? The baby kicked! It's never done that before! Look,
feel."
Usagi
led Hiiro's hands to the spot where the baby kicked. The baby kicked again.
Usagi had a big smile on her face. The teacher chose that moment to come by.
"The
baby kicked? Well, congratulations. You will be the proud parents of that baby
soon, ne? Well, you kids are so young and probably in love. Congratulations,
again. You kids make the cutest couple." Usagi blushed.
"He's
not my husband, or the father of this child. Just a friend."
"Oh,
then my apologies. But I could sense a closeness between you two. Maybe it was
your friendship. I can't even tell these days." The teacher walked off.
"Okay,
class, stand up in a dancing position, just like you would stand dancing to a
slow song at a high school dance. Mommies, put your arms around the neck of your
partner, and partners, place your arms around the mommies' waists for support.
Partners, start slow dancing with the mommies in place, while continuing to
breathe. Remember, hee hee hee hoo. Hee hee hee hoo."
Hiiro
stood up, and then helped Usagi up. The two got into the position as stated and
started slowly dancing in place while Usagi breathed. She placed her head on
Hiiro's chest again, closing her eyes and breathing as told. Usagi was
listening to Hiiro's calm, steady heartbeat, never losing it's pace once.
Hiiro
stared down at the girl, no woman, who had her head on his chest. She seemed
like she was in a trance, calm, breathing the way she was told by the
instructor. Unconsciously, Hiiro stiffened his body. Hiiro could feel it. It was
coming back. Any moment now…3, 2, 1, 'Hello! How is my best friend?
Go away. Please, can't I stay just this once? Give my just two minutes, or
at least until Usagi gets her head off your chest. Wait a minute, what is Usagi
doing with her head on your chest? Wait, what are all these people doing here?
And why are there so many pregnant women? No, don't tell me. You're at a
Lamaze class with Usagi? Oh, and I suppose you thought of that all by
yourself. Well, actually, I kinda got it through little messages from your,
how do I put it in terms you'll understand…memory card. Figures.
What? Are you trying to imply something? Yeah, but if you had half a
brain, you would have figured that out by now. Would you be quiet? I do have
half a brain. Go away. Again with the go away. I'll leave this time,
but don't guarantee it for next time.
While
dancing with Usagi, Hiiro felt cold. It wasn't cold as in body temperature,
but cold because there was something on his neck. Hiiro realized what it was.
The coldness was a painful reminder of Usagi's commitment to someone else. The
two rings on her left hand had touched Hiiro's neck, stinging him not
physically, but emotionally. Hiiro pushed the feelings aside and turned his
attention to the task before him.
Usagi
stood there, and rested her head against Hiiro's chest. She had been feeling
uneasy about the entire "bringing Mr. Perfect Soldier" to a Lamaze class,
but surprisingly, he turned out to be a very good partner. At least he didn't
complain; actually, he didn't really say anything at all. His breathing could
use a little work; he really needed to try to attempt to breathe, but she
couldn't blame him. Come on, who would think of Yui Hiiro, breathing the
correct way, hell, any way besides a quiet steady one only when necessary, at a
Lamaze class? The thought almost made her laugh.
Usagi
decided to do a nice gesture. Resting her head against him was her way of
thanking Hiiro. He stiffened, an expected reaction, so Usagi shifted her arms
into a more comfortable position around Hiiro's neck, telling him to relax.
Surprisingly, Hiiro's body stiffened more, now seeming to push her off. Usagi
resorted to the last thing: talking.
"It's
okay Hiiro. I won't kill you, like I threatened to so many times. You can
relax," Usagi whispered into Hiiro's ear with a little mirth. Hiiro was not
going to give in. He was determined to keep his aloof exterior.
Just
then, the instructor announced that the class was over. Usagi removed her arms
from around Hiiro's neck, and Hiiro removed his arms from Usagi's waist.
"I'm
a little hungry. Do you mind if we get something to eat?"
Hiiro
nodded in a negative.
"Great!
Let's go to Jack in the Box. That place is really good."
The
pair walked out of the building and into Usagi's black Yukon with oversized
tires (A.N.: I love this car! It's so beautiful! This is one of my dream cars,
and it's affordable. ^_^). Hiiro helped Usagi into the car because she
couldn't quite get her legs onto the booster. Hiiro had to lift her into the
car. Hiiro drove them to the nearest Jack in the Box, and as soon as they got
there, Usagi went straight for the counter and ordered their food.
"I'll
have one of everything on your menu," Usagi said with a dazzling smile. The
cashier looked a little confused, but she noticed her big belly and smiled.
"Anything
else?" the cashier asked.
"Number
nine," Hiiro said in monotone. (A.N.: Chicken fajita pita baby! With seasoned
curly fries! *Drool* I love Jack in the Box! Lol ^_^)
"Okay,
that'll be $65.79. (A.N.: Rough estimate.) Is that here or to go?"
"Here,"
Usagi replied.
Hiiro
paid, all the while thanking God that he still had the money that Quatre had
given him in case of emergencies. Luckily, the emergency money was a credit card
with no limit, and a bunch of cash in small bills.
As
soon as their food came out about fifteen minutes later, Usagi dove right in.
Hiiro looked at her, wondering when Usagi had time to breathe while she ate. He
was eating slowly, after all, he wasn't that hungry.
Usagi
had finished her food in a matter of minutes, consuming anything in her way. She
was licking off her fingers, ready to eat more, when she realized, there was
nothing left. She looked towards Hiiro, who had eaten barely half of his chicken
fajita pita and had hardly touched his seasoned curly fries. She looked on with
interest. It looked so good, so eatable. Drool started to form on the side of
her mouth. She decided to grab a fry. It was all a matter of timing.
'Three…two…one…' Usagi reached for the fries, but as soon as her hand
was going to make contact, Hiiro grabbed her wrist. Usagi pulled back, sat in
her seat, and pouted.
Hiiro
saw her hand coming. It was a dead giveaway as soon as the drool formed around
her mouth. He knew how she was going to react, so he grabbed her wrist right as
she was about to take one of his fries. She retreated and just pouted like a
five-year old child. It was quite amusing, almost enough to make you laugh.
Almost. Then, Hiiro had a plan formed in his head. He almost smirked.
Hiiro
grabbed his chicken fajita pita, and bit down into it as slow as possible. Then
he took a nice big sip of his soda. Hiiro then took a fry from the container and
slowly ate it, stretching the curls after every bite. Usagi looked on in the
funniest way. Every time Hiiro took a bite of food, her eyes widened, and she
leaned in closer and closer to the food. As soon as Hiiro finished said fry,
Usagi had a smile on her face.
"Hiiro,
may I have just one fry, please?" Usagi asked in the sweetest voice possible,
along with a dazzling smile. Hiiro almost gave in, but he was the Perfect
Soldier and he knew her game.
"Hn."
Translation: Get your own.
"But
I don't want to get my own! I just ate one of everything on their menu! What
would I look like going up there and getting myself more stuff? I'll get
fat!" Usagi whined.
"Hnn."
Translation: I don't care. Usagi's eyes automatically started to water, and
Hiiro immediately regretted saying that.
"So
you think I'm fat? Is that what you're saying? Thanks a lot Hiiro," Usagi
said with a shaken voice and started to cry. Hiiro knew that Usagi was going
through a mood swing, but the one problem was that he didn't know what to do,
so he just sat there like an idiot.
Usagi
finally calmed down, knowing that Hiiro probably wouldn't do anything, after
all, he had no emotions. She felt like a fool, acting like this. It wasn't her
fault; actually it was. She had accepted humanity, and with humanity and
pregnancy hormones combined, she would never be her perfect soldier self again
for a while. Usagi took a deep breath, and addressed Hiiro.
"Hurry
up and finish so we can go. I still need to pack all my stuff," she said
nicely.
Hiiro
nodded, and quickly finished his food. They were driving back to the hotel when
Usagi saw an ice cream store. Ben and Jerry's ice cream store, to be exact.
She gasped very audibly.
"Stop!"
Hiiro's foot pressed on the brake out of surprise.
"What?"
Hiiro asked.
"Ben
and Jerry's!" Usagi exclaimed.
Hiiro
almost rolled his eyes and turned to go to the store. The two got their ice
cream and about two corner stores, the grocery store for Usagi to get food for
the night, and the video store to rent videos later, the two finally made it to
the hotel room.
Hiiro
had about the craziest night in his life. He had never really gone into a
grocery store before, let alone a video store. He never had any need to. Any
time the pilots ended up watching a movie, it had always been Duo and Quatre
that went out to get the movie.
Hiiro
helped Usagi out of her car once more when the two arrived in the hotel parking
lot. Usagi grabbed all her bags and headed up to her room with Hiiro. People
were looking at the pair from all directions, giving them smiles from all
around. Hiiro just returned the smiles with death glares, and Usagi just smiled
back.
After
Usagi got the keys to her room and unlocked the door, Hiiro escorted her into
her room and turned to leave.
"Wait,
Hiiro. Why don't you stay the night and watch a movie with me? There's lots
of junk food to pig out on!" Usagi said with a smile before she realized who
she was actually talking to.
"…"
was Hiiro's articulate response.
"You
know what? Forget it. I'm perfectly capable of protecting myself, although
I'm six months pregnant. I'm sure I can still shoot a gun, although I've
gotten a little rusty in the past three months without practice. I'm sure no
robbers will want to come and rob a supposed rich woman in a large, expensive
hotel with a lot of money. I mean, it can't be that bad for a pregnant woman
to be sleeping by herself in a large hotel room all by herself without
protection…" Usagi trailed off. She hid the smirk that almost came upon her
face. It was a last attempt, but it was worth a shot. The guilt trip usually
worked on Setsuna, but Setsuna was a different story. This was Yui Hiiro,
Perfect Soldier.
Hiiro
stared at Usagi. He was not expecting her to pull something that Duo had tried
so many times, but Usagi was much more convincing than Duo, although he, the
Perfect Soldier, would never fall for it. He decided to give her a piece of his
mind.
"I'm
sure you can aim and shoot a person square in-between the eyes fifty meters away
if you really wanted to," was Hiiro's response in a very cold, monotone
voice that could even get Duo to shut up. He stared at her blankly, glaring.
Sure, the answer was twenty-one words and a contraction too long, but what did
he care?
Usagi
was almost taken aback by his response. It almost scared her. 'Is this what I
looked like when I was an assassin myself? Sure you did. Are you
serious? Yup. So this is the look that so many people saw before they
died at my hands. A pity, isn't it? Yeah…I should get Hiiro out of
the look. It's creepy. Yeah well, you can't really change a lot about
people, ne? By the way, what about Keigo? What about him? Oh, never
mind. I swear, sometimes, I could just…' Humanity's sentence was cut
off as Usagi pushed her out of her mind.
"Never
mind. I'll just watch the movie tomorrow."
"Better
yet, call Winner," came Hiiro's cold voice once again. He almost felt bad
for giving the assassin voice to Usagi, but what could he say? It was all part
of the game. 'After all, all's fair in love and war. You again? When
did you come back? This morning. No, scratch that. This afternoon. Remember,
I came to visit you for about two seconds at the mall? Yeah, whatever.
You know what? You should make friends with Usagi. If you can't have her
as a lover because of this Keigo guy, then you might as well have her as a
friend. It's better than nothing. What is it with you and trying to set me
up with her? It's not that. I just see her humanity right in front of me
in a real form. I'm glad she got accepted. Why don't you accept me? I'll
let you be Perfect Soldier when need be, and then I'll just be a lighter side
of you when you're not in public. Go away. Fine. Just remember, my
offer's still up for grabs.' Hiiro mentally sighed. He turned back to
Usagi. She had said something that he didn't catch.
"Come
again?" Hiiro asked.
"Fine,
I will call Quatre. Maybe he'll be nice enough to have a sort of slumber party
with me. Or you know what? Duo might be more fun." Usagi smiled a mischievous
smile that could not lead to good things. Usagi picked up the phone to call
Quatre, but then realized that she didn't know his phone number.
"Uh…Hiiro?
What's Quatre's phone number?" Usagi asked sheepishly.
"555-2642."
Usagi
dialed, and waited for someone to answer.
"Hello?"
asked Quatre's voice.
"Hi,
Quatre?" Usagi asked.
"Oh,
hello Usagi. What can I help you with?"
"Uh…I
was wondering if you or Duo would like to join me tonight for an all out junk
food and movie fest."
"Sorry,
Usagi, but all of us, except Hiiro are either working tonight or protecting
Ririna. Oh, is Hiiro there with you by any chance?"
"Yeah,
why?"
"Tell
him that if he should return to the mansion tonight, Ririna will be there
waiting for him. Also that it's Duo and Trowa's turn to watch her. And if he
wants to come to the office, tell him there's a nice stack of papers waiting
for him."
"Okay.
Hold on. Usagi turns toward Hiiro. Hey Hiiro, before you leave, Quatre
says, there's a virus at the mansion, and there's a nice wasted tree and
computer ink waiting for you at the office. Or you could just stay here with me
and watch a movie."
Hiiro
inwardly groaned. Ririna, paperwork, or a movie with a pregnant woman. Guess
which one he picked.
"Hn."
Translation. Fine, I'll stay here tonight.
"K.
Hey, Quatre? Hiiro says he's staying here. I don't think that the thought of
a night with Ririna or one buried in paperwork appealed to him. Well, I'll see
you tomorrow morning. Bye."
"Bye
Usagi. And try not to torture Hiiro too badly."
"Okay.
Bye."
"Bye."
click
click
"So,
Hiiro, are you up for watching Titanic?"
Hiiro
inwardly groaned again and sat down on the couch in front of the television that
came with the hotel room. Usagi stood up from her position on the chair that she
didn't even realize she was sitting on while talking to Quatre on the
telephone. She went to the kitchen to prepare her ice cream. She came back with
two bowls. She placed them on the coffee table in front of Hiiro and brought
over the rest of the bags to the same table.
"All
right…ground rules for my tiny party. One, you do not finish the ice cream. I
swear, that food will be the death of me, and if you touch it, it will be the
death of you. It's my biggest weakness. Two, have fun!"
Hiiro
just stared at her. He had never had this so called "fun" in his entire
life. He didn't even know what it was. (A.N.: You know what thought comes to
my mind? I remember a long time ago, I was watching TV with my younger brother,
and it was on Nickelodeon. Well, there was this show, Spongebob Squarepants, and
he sang this song about fun, and it made me laugh at the idiocy because the poor
guy who Spongebob was singing to was this evil little plankton thing that had to
"befriend" him to get the crazy secret recipe. "F is for the friends that
do stuff together, U is for you and me…" Excuse my insanity. I have multiple
personalities.)
Usagi
looked at Hiiro. She could tell what was going on in his mind, after all, she
was the same at one point in her life. 'He's thinking of fun, and what it
is. He's so confused at this point. This is classic. I wish I had a camera.
That was a perfect Kodak moment when his nose wrinkled the tiniest bit when I
mentioned Titanic. I wouldn't have noticed it, but thanks to my
instinct of noticing every detail, I caught it. lol I know. So, what's shaking? Nothing much here. You? Well, I went to Lamaze class
with Hiiro. How'd you manage to get him to go with you? Quatre.
Oh, I see. Yeah. So, what's up with Keigo? Why do you ask?
Just curious. You of all people should know that by now. Yeah. Well,
Keigo is Keigo. What do you mean by that? Search through my memory
banks. You'll find it swimming in there somewhere. K, I'll be back.
Later. Bye.'
Usagi
almost shook her head at her idiocy. Here she was, an ex-assassin talking to her
humanity. How ironic life was. Then again, she had just gone to Lamaze class,
Jack in the Box, Ben and Jerry's ice Cream Shop (A.N.: I've never had Ben
and Jerry's…I know…I'm totally deprived…but I heard it was so good.
Especially Chunky Monkey or something.), grocery shopping, and movie picking
with Yui Hiiro. Yui Hiiro, of all people.
Usagi
put the DVD in the player and started watching the movie. Hiiro looked like he
was going to fall asleep within the first ten minutes. Usagi almost laughed. She
continued watching the movie while eating ice cream, potato chips, chocolate,
pizza that she had just ordered because she was hungry, various flavored chips,
and of course, candy. She was having so much fun. By the time that Jack had
died, Usagi was all teary eyed and blowing her nose into a tissue. It wasn't
her fault that being pregnant made you act crazy and change moods quickly. Usagi
turned around to the couch, because she was sitting on the floor, to see how
Hiiro was doing.
Hiiro
was sleeping. She didn't know when he fell asleep, but her best guess was
somewhere near the beginning. He looked so sweet and innocent when he slept.
Almost like an innocent baby. Usagi stood up to brush the wild bangs out of
Hiiro's face, but just as her hand touched his hair, Hiiro grabbed Usagi's
wrist and pulled his gun to her forehead within a fraction of a second. Usagi
turned back to Perfect Soldier mode, and just as Hiiro grabbed her wrist, Usagi
pulled her own gun and placed the barrel in-between Hiiro's eyes. The two just
stayed in that position, glaring at each other. The two realized who they were
about to shoot and let go, but hesitantly, being as their assassin side didn't
trust anyone, no matter who he or she was at any given time.
Author's Notes (9/29): Hello people! I know, I know. Not much of a
cliffhanger, but oh well. I'm turning soft on you guys. This chapter is so mush
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