Takeru walked slowly down the sidewalk as he allowed his mind to wander. He
had just left his job after an excruciatingly long night. I can't believe
those idiots actually hooked a grounding wire up to the speaker, Takeru's
mind grumbled as he kicked a stray pebble out of his path. He had barely
escaped the situation without having to be hospitalized for smoke
inhalation (A/N: In case {no pun intended} you didn't know, this little
action will cause the computer to spark a small fire inside the case. This
creates A LOT of smoke. My incompetent boss did this to me once...) and now
he had to go meet Iori at Hikari's doctor. They had gone in for another of
the many routine check-ups that had begun to happen more frequently. (A/N:
if you couldn't tell, I am male.... and I have not fathered a child, thus I
have no idea what actually happens during pregnancy {medically that is}
thus I will be skipping the technical bits... sorry.)
Takeru sighed as he finally neared the doctor's office. He had to walk almost five miles out of his way to finally get there. God I wish we owned a car.... although now that seems to be becoming less and less of a possibility. With this depressing thought, Takeru pushed on the door and entered the office. He was immediately flattened by a speeding Iori who leapt onto Takeru's chest. "Take-kun! We saw a picture today," Iori screamed happily as Takeru struggled to remove the smaller boy.
Finally, Iori released Takeru and allowed the older teen to stand. Takeru stared down at his koi as Iori hoped from one foot to the other in happiness. "What do you mean you saw a picture? " "Takeruuuu! Did you forget that today was the ultrasound? We got to see our kid! And its a..." Before Iori could finish, Takeru clamped a hand over his koibito's mouth. "Shhhhh! I told you already! I don't want to know what kind of child it is before he or she is born Io-kun... There's something about the element of surprise that I like... okay?" "Well... I guess so Take-kun.... It's just that I can't stand not being able to talk about it! Hika-kun and Ken-kun already left so I've been sitting here all alone! I talked to the nurses for a while but eventually they had to go back to work," As Iori said this, one of the nurses wandered out of the main office and looked over at the two. Her face fell as she noticed that Iori was still at the office. She maneuvered herself behind the corner of the wall and peered out cautiously at Takeru and Iori. Takeru shot her an apologetic smile then proceeded to lead Iori out of the office.
Takeru shivered as he and Iori exited the office and arrived in the night air. He was not looking forward to walking back to the apartment... even more so since he missed the appointment. Takeru pulled Iori closer to him as he walked down the brightly lit sidewalk. Iori immediately snuggled up to his elder koi. "Why where you so late tonight Take-kun?" "Well, there was a near explosion at the shop, then I nearly died trying to find the extinguisher, then I had to find out who the hell put the case together so I could try and get his ass canned, then I had to walk five miles to the doctors office. That just about covers it."
"Gomen Take-kun.... I didn't know you had such a bad day."
"Well Takeru... it's been a looong day, and I know only one way it can be all turned around.... if you get my drift," with these words, Takeru proceeded to place his hand gently onto Iori's ass and gave it a light smack, causing the smaller teen to blush fiercely. "Race you home Take- kun!" Iori shouted as he bolted away from his koi. Takeru was running within seconds, " hey! No fair! At least you exercise daily Io-kun! Give me a break here!"
---------(Several weeks later {along with three broken monitors, two ruined computer cases and a small explosion involving a pair of faulty speakers})-- -------
Takeru slumped down onto the couch as he watched Iori move about the kitchen in silence. Iori had been growing quieter and quieter as Hikari's pregnancy developed. Takeru watched as Iori worked slowly on the evening meal. Takeru hated taking advantage of Iori's talents by forcing him to do most of the cooking but.... it was either that or take-out due to Takeru's failed attempts. He chuckled softly as he remembered the one time Iori had allowed him to use one of his special pots. He still hadn't managed to pay off the new set of pots he was forced to buy after burning the bottom of Iori's favorite.
As he began to think over the past five years, he began to realize that he had left most of the "family" chores up to Iori already. Guess he's always been preparing for this... I am just glad he'll be able to finally get what he's always wanted. Takeru looked up as he registered the sudden movement towards him. Iori was standing a few feet away, smiling softly at his koi. He wants something...
"Take-kun, " Iori asked softly as he proceeded to sit next to Takeru, "I was wondering if I could ask for a little favor..."
"How much Io-kun..."
Iori balked at Takeru's harsh tone, then sent Takeru a pained glance. "Take- kun... I don't ask for money every time I ask you for a favor do I?"
"No Io-kun...but you've been acting strangely lately and I can tell you want me to get something, or give you some extra money to get you something ne?"
Iori blushed fiercely as Takeru broke through his guise. He was faltered for a moment before the same sugary sweet smile retraced his face. He moved softly against Takeru and began to run a hand down his chest. "You know Take-kun.... I don't usually ask for much... and when I do it's always for something important... I was just hoping you'd hear me out."
Takeru sighed happily as Iori continued his ministrations. He began to feel extremely "happy" as his lover began to kiss his neck gently. Fishing into his pocket, he found his wallet and brought it out. "You know, it's sad the way you prostitute yourself out like this..."
"Well, I am only trying to get some stuff for our upcoming baby, Take- kun... besides... you'd better watch what you call me if you want me to finish the 'job'." With this, Iori snagged Takeru's wallet and removed one of his credit cards. He kissed Takeru on the cheek, and then returned to his cooking. Well, at least I know what he's got prepared for dessert tonight... Takeru thought as he slowly left the couch and went into the kitchen to join his koi.
---------(Next day, immediately after Takeru returns home)---------
Takeru's scream filled the night air as he saw the carnage present in his living room. He moved swiftly around the several open boxes marked with such cryptic words as "deluxe cherry wood crib", and "Victorian model baby pram" (A/N: a pram is the English term for a baby carriage). He was attempting to keep his calm as he continued to scan for his unsurprisingly errant koibito. "Iori! Get the hell out here!" He screamed as he tripped over one of the oversized boxes and landed head first into a pile of bubble wrap. Struggling to free himself, after tangling his body inside the cushiony prison, Takeru screamed out several obscenities. Finally, he caught sight of two very frightened green eyes peering at him from around the corner of their hallway. Takeru ripped through the bubble rap with a satisfying popping sound, as he leapt to his feet in pursuit of his koi. Iori gave out a startled yelp as he made a mad dash for their shared bedroom.
Takeru reached the door just as it slammed shut, thus smashing his face into the door. A few moments later, said door lay unhinged and half destroyed on the floor of their bedroom. Takeru scanned the room quickly, and noticed that the bathroom door was half open. He charged over to the door and flung it open. He was met by a sniveling, cowering Iori who was apparently scared out of his mind. Takeru felt an instant pang of guilt as he saw Iori look up at him with a tear-streaked face. "Take-kun... Gomen... I didn't mean to buy so much... it's just that when I went in I wanted to get a really good crib since it will be the only one we ever need. Then... when I checked out, the guy at the checker stand started babbling on about how a baby needed a proper carrier and toys a..and all this other stuff and before I knew it, I'd bought everything you saw..." With this, Iori began to sob softly as Takeru ducked down and hugged him fiercely.
"I'm sorry I was so mad Io-kun... but you have to admit that's kind of frightening to see when one comes home. How much did you end up spending?"
"Let go of me before I tell you, " Iori said softly as he tried to struggle out of Takeru's ever-tightening grip.
"Well, if you have to say that.... no."
Takeru sighed as he finally neared the doctor's office. He had to walk almost five miles out of his way to finally get there. God I wish we owned a car.... although now that seems to be becoming less and less of a possibility. With this depressing thought, Takeru pushed on the door and entered the office. He was immediately flattened by a speeding Iori who leapt onto Takeru's chest. "Take-kun! We saw a picture today," Iori screamed happily as Takeru struggled to remove the smaller boy.
Finally, Iori released Takeru and allowed the older teen to stand. Takeru stared down at his koi as Iori hoped from one foot to the other in happiness. "What do you mean you saw a picture? " "Takeruuuu! Did you forget that today was the ultrasound? We got to see our kid! And its a..." Before Iori could finish, Takeru clamped a hand over his koibito's mouth. "Shhhhh! I told you already! I don't want to know what kind of child it is before he or she is born Io-kun... There's something about the element of surprise that I like... okay?" "Well... I guess so Take-kun.... It's just that I can't stand not being able to talk about it! Hika-kun and Ken-kun already left so I've been sitting here all alone! I talked to the nurses for a while but eventually they had to go back to work," As Iori said this, one of the nurses wandered out of the main office and looked over at the two. Her face fell as she noticed that Iori was still at the office. She maneuvered herself behind the corner of the wall and peered out cautiously at Takeru and Iori. Takeru shot her an apologetic smile then proceeded to lead Iori out of the office.
Takeru shivered as he and Iori exited the office and arrived in the night air. He was not looking forward to walking back to the apartment... even more so since he missed the appointment. Takeru pulled Iori closer to him as he walked down the brightly lit sidewalk. Iori immediately snuggled up to his elder koi. "Why where you so late tonight Take-kun?" "Well, there was a near explosion at the shop, then I nearly died trying to find the extinguisher, then I had to find out who the hell put the case together so I could try and get his ass canned, then I had to walk five miles to the doctors office. That just about covers it."
"Gomen Take-kun.... I didn't know you had such a bad day."
"Well Takeru... it's been a looong day, and I know only one way it can be all turned around.... if you get my drift," with these words, Takeru proceeded to place his hand gently onto Iori's ass and gave it a light smack, causing the smaller teen to blush fiercely. "Race you home Take- kun!" Iori shouted as he bolted away from his koi. Takeru was running within seconds, " hey! No fair! At least you exercise daily Io-kun! Give me a break here!"
---------(Several weeks later {along with three broken monitors, two ruined computer cases and a small explosion involving a pair of faulty speakers})-- -------
Takeru slumped down onto the couch as he watched Iori move about the kitchen in silence. Iori had been growing quieter and quieter as Hikari's pregnancy developed. Takeru watched as Iori worked slowly on the evening meal. Takeru hated taking advantage of Iori's talents by forcing him to do most of the cooking but.... it was either that or take-out due to Takeru's failed attempts. He chuckled softly as he remembered the one time Iori had allowed him to use one of his special pots. He still hadn't managed to pay off the new set of pots he was forced to buy after burning the bottom of Iori's favorite.
As he began to think over the past five years, he began to realize that he had left most of the "family" chores up to Iori already. Guess he's always been preparing for this... I am just glad he'll be able to finally get what he's always wanted. Takeru looked up as he registered the sudden movement towards him. Iori was standing a few feet away, smiling softly at his koi. He wants something...
"Take-kun, " Iori asked softly as he proceeded to sit next to Takeru, "I was wondering if I could ask for a little favor..."
"How much Io-kun..."
Iori balked at Takeru's harsh tone, then sent Takeru a pained glance. "Take- kun... I don't ask for money every time I ask you for a favor do I?"
"No Io-kun...but you've been acting strangely lately and I can tell you want me to get something, or give you some extra money to get you something ne?"
Iori blushed fiercely as Takeru broke through his guise. He was faltered for a moment before the same sugary sweet smile retraced his face. He moved softly against Takeru and began to run a hand down his chest. "You know Take-kun.... I don't usually ask for much... and when I do it's always for something important... I was just hoping you'd hear me out."
Takeru sighed happily as Iori continued his ministrations. He began to feel extremely "happy" as his lover began to kiss his neck gently. Fishing into his pocket, he found his wallet and brought it out. "You know, it's sad the way you prostitute yourself out like this..."
"Well, I am only trying to get some stuff for our upcoming baby, Take- kun... besides... you'd better watch what you call me if you want me to finish the 'job'." With this, Iori snagged Takeru's wallet and removed one of his credit cards. He kissed Takeru on the cheek, and then returned to his cooking. Well, at least I know what he's got prepared for dessert tonight... Takeru thought as he slowly left the couch and went into the kitchen to join his koi.
---------(Next day, immediately after Takeru returns home)---------
Takeru's scream filled the night air as he saw the carnage present in his living room. He moved swiftly around the several open boxes marked with such cryptic words as "deluxe cherry wood crib", and "Victorian model baby pram" (A/N: a pram is the English term for a baby carriage). He was attempting to keep his calm as he continued to scan for his unsurprisingly errant koibito. "Iori! Get the hell out here!" He screamed as he tripped over one of the oversized boxes and landed head first into a pile of bubble wrap. Struggling to free himself, after tangling his body inside the cushiony prison, Takeru screamed out several obscenities. Finally, he caught sight of two very frightened green eyes peering at him from around the corner of their hallway. Takeru ripped through the bubble rap with a satisfying popping sound, as he leapt to his feet in pursuit of his koi. Iori gave out a startled yelp as he made a mad dash for their shared bedroom.
Takeru reached the door just as it slammed shut, thus smashing his face into the door. A few moments later, said door lay unhinged and half destroyed on the floor of their bedroom. Takeru scanned the room quickly, and noticed that the bathroom door was half open. He charged over to the door and flung it open. He was met by a sniveling, cowering Iori who was apparently scared out of his mind. Takeru felt an instant pang of guilt as he saw Iori look up at him with a tear-streaked face. "Take-kun... Gomen... I didn't mean to buy so much... it's just that when I went in I wanted to get a really good crib since it will be the only one we ever need. Then... when I checked out, the guy at the checker stand started babbling on about how a baby needed a proper carrier and toys a..and all this other stuff and before I knew it, I'd bought everything you saw..." With this, Iori began to sob softly as Takeru ducked down and hugged him fiercely.
"I'm sorry I was so mad Io-kun... but you have to admit that's kind of frightening to see when one comes home. How much did you end up spending?"
"Let go of me before I tell you, " Iori said softly as he tried to struggle out of Takeru's ever-tightening grip.
"Well, if you have to say that.... no."