Thanks: Alana-Star/SugarCat (what is Yuki supposed to think about?), Guren, clueless97, Little Fox Kit, lemur130.

Chapter V

"Are you okay, okaa-san?" Ichigo asked as he came down the stairs, looking pale. "Are you coming down with something? The flu?"

"I don't know…" He held his head. "I just feel very poorly, Ichigo. Make your okaa-san some of your famous soup, eh."

"All right!"

He started up the stairs. "I'll be in my room, Strawberry sweetie."

"Okay, Okaa-san." Ichigo immediately began to make him her famous misao soup.

Tou-san entered the kitchen. "Did your okaa-san come home?" He took off his glasses. "Yeah. He wasn't feeling well." She stirred the pot. "I'm going to bring some soup to him. Hopefully it'll make him feel better!" Yuki nodded. "Ichigo…." "Yes?" "You're so good to your parents…" She shrugged. "Or course. You ARE both my parents. I should give you each the respect you deserve, shouldn't I?" "Yes, but you usually aren't so nice until you want something." She frowned. "Tou-san! What could I possibly want? I have everything. Two long wonderful parents. And although I've always known okaa-san's a boy, I'll always think of him as the mother I'll never have." He stopped stirring for a moment and turned to fetch orange juice out of the refrigerator.

"He is your mother…"

"Yeah, I know." She smiled fondly. "He's taken care of me ever since I was a tiny baby, if that's not a mother then I don't know what is. And now I can take care of him!"

Ichigo stirred her soup again and turned up the flames slightly.

"ICHI!" a pathetic voice cried out.

She pivoted in her spot and stared at her other parent. "Could you watch the soup?" She grabbed the glass of juice. "I'm going to go see what okaa-san wants." With that she raced out the kitchen and up the stairs, knocking on her parents' bedroom door. "Who is it?" "It's me, Okaa-san." "Oh… Come in, Ichigo." Ichi opened the door and stared at her okaa-san sitting up in bed with a silly smile. "You wanted something?" "Come here." He patted the spot next to him. "Really, Okaa-san, the soup is cooking…" "Yuki can tend to it. Come sit with me." She walked over to the bed and cautiously sat down. "Come closer." "I don't want to get too close if you're sick, Okaa-san. I've got tests coming up." Shuichi nodded knowingly. "Did you want something?" She put the orange juice on the nightstand.

"Just you. I wanted you to sit with me. I never liked being alone, Ichi…" He smiled sadly. "That's why I'm glad I'm with your tou-san." "He's a good man." "Yes, he is; deep down inside. Yuki may seem like a bastard, but he's so much better than that. He loves me and that makes him a good person in my book." "I can see why you're drawn to him." Ichigo nodded then snuggled closer. "Tell me the story of how you met." Her parent chuckled. "You've been told that story countless amount of times." "Yes, but I never tire hearing it. You guys love each other so much. I love hearing how that love was formed." "Well," He smiled, stroking her hair lovingly. "I was walking through my most favorite place to think…" "The park!" "Who's telling this story?" He chuckled.

"You are." Ichi smiled. "Go ahead."

"I was walking through the park, contemplating getting a girlfriend when my lyrics were blown away by the strong wind. I chased after them; I was worried about loosing them!" He stroked her hair some more. "That's when I saw your tou-san. He was tall and mysterious, smoking a cigarette. I was mesmerized by him. Until he asked me, 'Are you the one….who wrote this?'" "Of course you said yes!" "Of course. I said, 'Yes'. He then said, 'You know nothing. You call this a love song?'" He sighed. "I was crushed by his words of course… How could anyone be so cruel? And then he walked close to me and said…" "It's the worst thing I've ever read. You've got zero talent." A deep voice said from the door. "Huh?" He looked up and stared into his love's eyes. "Yu-Yuki."

"How could I…forget that, brat?" he grinned through the smoke.

"Yeah." He looked down at his little girl. She'd fallen asleep in his arms. "To think we've been together for so many years, Yuki."

"Almost twenty."

"That's right! Our anniversary's coming up…"

Yuki walked over and glanced at the calendar on the wall. "So it is…:" Shuichi shifted the sleeping blonde. "So…we know what we're gonna do for Ichi's birthday. What do you want to do for our anniversary?" "I don't know…" "Let's go to Odaiba amusement park again!" He blushed. "Then you can take me to some fancy restaurant." "Or we could skip the amusement park and go straight to the restaurant." "Yeah. There's that." His lover eyed him amorously. "Not now, Yuki…" He sniffed the air. "Shouldn't you be…?" The novelist took off down the stairs at a dead run. Shuichi chuckled. He then smoothed his hand over his daughter's golden blonde hair, thinking about what a treasure she was. "My little treasure, my little Ichigo…" He sighed, thinking back to her birth.

Yuki came back up the stairs after he had turned the flames low. "Shuichi! Ichigo!" he called out entering the bedroom. His breath caught at the sight before him. His love lay asleep with eyelids shading his beautiful amethyst eyes while their child slept in the crook of his arm, snoozing gently. He sighed. He didn't have the heart to wake them. Besides… The novelist grinned. The bunny looked so cute sleeping there. In his mind's eye, he could see a pink-haired kid, sleeping sprawled in a blue tank top and boxers atop the blanket. "Yuki, Yuki, Yuki, Yukiiiiii!" The baka had said, running to meet him at the cross walk. He smirked at this. "I don't understand you…" He had muttered after his debut. His heart became lustful. "You can run or you can die, but I'll search for you and I'll find you!" The brat had shouted upon finding him in New York when the novelist had been intent on erasing his own life.

He became melancholy.

"Thank you, Shu-chan."

The blonde smiled around his cigarette and made his way back downstairs; intent on getting back to his novel. As he closed the door he heard a faint whisper of, "Yuki…"

Ding dong!

The novelist took off his glasses and looked at the clock. "Huh?" Six forty-five. "Who could that be?" He got up and left his study, making his way to the front door. Ding Dong! "I'm coming! Damn it, hold it!" He through open the door annoyed, frightening a boy of five foot seven. Yuki examined him. He had malt-brown hair and grey eyes. "Is-is Ichigo in?" The man gauged the boy with a scary look in his eyes. "And you are?" "Sato. Yuri Sato!" He stepped from one foot to the other. "I'm here to-to take her out." "Really?" Yuki was doing the best job at looking like a threatening, protective father. "Yes." The boy gulped. "We had a date. Tonight..." "Did you? Come in." The boy… (Yuri, wasn't it)….passed him and entered the living room, looking hesitant. "Have a seat." Yuki instructed then lit a cigarette.

The boy did so and Yuki after him.

"Ichigo?"

"In a minute..." He tapped non-existent ashes into an ashtray. "But first, I'd like to talk with you."

"Really?"

"Yes…" His amber eyes met the boy's. "How old are you?"

"I just turned sixteen three months ago, Uesugi-san."

"Really?"

"Yes. Sixteen."

"So you are in?"

"Ninth grade. I'm in Ichigo's mathematics class."

"Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"What are your grades?"

"Gomen nasai?" 1 Yuri looked lost.

"I said, what kind of grades do you make?"

"A's and B's." He twisted his hands. "I'm a good student, sir."

"That so." He stubbed out the cancer stick.

"Yes."

"Good. Wouldn't like to think my daughter was dating a looser. She deserves a lot better than that, you know."

"Yes, sir! She does!"

"Glad you agree. I'll go get her."

Ichigo was down in ten minutes flat, looking rosy-cheeked, her violet eyes lit up. "Hey, Yuri!" Yuri got up. "Ichigo…." He started towards her but stopped when he saw her tou-san giving him deadly eyes. "It's good to see you! When I heard what happened-!" "Forget about it, Yuri. I took care of that creep." The boy smiled. "Good. I'm so glad you're okay! I don't like Naka Yamamoto! Just say the word and I'll beat the crap out of him for you!" She waved him off. "That's really not necessary, Yuri..." The amethyst eyed girl grinned. "Well, ready to go!" "Yep! Let me get a light jacket." Ichi ran to the coat closet and got one then walked back to the door which her date had held open. "Thank you." "You're welcome." "Ahem!" She grinned looking back at her tou-san. "Sorry, Tou-san!"

She hurried back and gave him a peck on the cheek,

He walked her to the door. "When will you be back?" He directed this question towards Yuri.

Yuri looked at his watch. "It's seven now.. . I planned to first get something to eat. The movie starts at eight and lasts for two hours. So about after ten?"

The novelist glared under hooded eyes at the boy.

Unfortunately, his daughter caught this and glared back.

EiriYuki was actually cowed by his own daughter.

"Tou-san…" Her eyes said in warning.

He backed down.

She smiled at him and took the boys arm affectionately. "Come on, Yuri. We don't want to miss the movie…"

Ichigo laughed. "That was so funny." "You think so?" He took her hand. "Cause I really like you, Ichigo." "Yuri…" "It's true." "I believe you." She slipped her hands away and popped another fry into her mouth, smiling. "So…" "Yeah?" "Your tou-san…." He shivered. She laughed again. "I'm sorry! He's just like that.. Did he frighten you?" Yuri made a face. "Are you kidding…" She stared sharply at him. "Actually," He laughed putting a hand behind his head. "Yeah. He sort of did." "I'm sorry. He has a tendency to scare most of my boyfriends…" "And your okaa-san? Or is it only you and your tou-san?" "No, I have an okaa-san… My okaa-san's not that bad. He's actually very fun! A bit crazy. Perhaps you've heard of him? Shuichi Shindou?"

"Yeah, I think…" He stopped. "Wait! Did you say he!?"

"Yep!"

"Your okaa-san is Shuichi Shindou, famous J-pop legend?"

"Yeah."

"How'd that happen?"

"It's a…long story. Maybe some other time."

"Whatever you say, Ichi…"

"Yuki?" Shuichi rubbed his eyes and came down the stairs in search of his lover.

"Yuki?!"

"I'm here, brat!"

The vocalist followed the voice to the other's study. He entered the room and closed the door behind him, leaning on it. "Hello, Yuki…" His voice was silky. "We're all alone…. Ichigo's not here…" This was said in a suggestive manner. "Not now!" "But, Yuki…." Shuichi moved quietly forward and wrapped his arms around the novelist. He then began to nibble at his earlobe gently. "Don't." "Mmmm. Am I seducing you?" He giggled. "Had no idea…" "You're pushing it!" Yuki ground out. "That's the point." He bit down into the other's ear, licking it. His lover groaned, taking Shuichi's raven head into his hands. "Am I…turning you on, Yuki?" "You damn well know it." The young man chuckled. "Good, good." He proceeded to seduce.

"Damn it, brat!" Yuki growled. "I'll show you how to do this right!" He dragged the baka into his lap and continued to show him how it was done.

"Well, I had a good time, Yuri…." Ichigo said blushing and twirling her hair.

"Me too."

"Guess, I'll see you tomorrow in school."

"Yeah."

He leaned forward.

She leaned forward.

Their lips almost met until.

"Well, well."

They hadn't even heard the door open up.

Ichi groaned and her date cursed.

"Isn't this touching?" Yuki blew cigarette smoke out, staring coldly at the boy who had been about to kiss his daughter.

"Tou-san…"

"Hello, Uesugi-san!"

"Yuri, wasn't it?"

"Y-yes, sir."

"Hope you two had a nice G-rated time?"

"Oh, yes, sir!"

"Good. Now hit the road."

"Tou-san!" Ichigo exclaimed.

"Go to bed, Ichigo." He looked at the boy harshly.

"Well, guess I'll be leaving. See ya, Ichi!" He turned to leave.

"Bye, Yuri! I had a nice time!"

Her tou-san shot her a look.

I'm going… Hers said then she raced up as Yuki closed the door.

Shuichi had woken up the next morning still feeling ill. After a visit to the bathroom he put on his clothes and went to the store.

He returned and disappeared into the bathroom again for awhile.

Knock! Knock!

"Come in." Yuki said.

Nothing.

"I said, come in." He turned in his seat and looked at the closed door. It opened after awhile and Shu walked in looking stunned, gripping something in his hand. "What!?" His young lover didn't say anything. "What!?" "Yuki?" "What!?" "I know why I felt so poorly yesterday and this morning." "Huh?" The raven haired man held up a device Yuki recognized as a….pregnancy test! "Again!?" He came closer. "It's blue, Yuki." He showed the older man the result. "You're kidding right?" Shuichi shook his head. "No, Yuki." He grinned. "I'm pregnant—again!"

Next Chapter: Shuichi's Surprise!

A/N: Yeah.. I know what you're thinking! Big surprise eh! Hope you liked it! Review onegai!

Thanx: Japanese Vampire Babe II, for this wonderful idea!

Thanx also to Crazi 4 Grasper for another thing you'll find out much later!

I'll be stopping here for awhile ducks the flying garbage I've been neglecting my other story. Gomen! bows I will also not be going through the whole pregnancy things again. This is Ichi's story so I don't have room for it. Instead I will display the child at the end of the fic, 7 months into the pregnancy (which means you'll get to know the sex of the baby then and all that). Gomen! Gotta go!