It was a Tuesday, he remember because it happened on a Tuesday. It wasn't like you would remember such a thing like that, but it only reinforced his ideal of all bad things happened on a Tuesday.
When the first Shoggi test went wrong, it was a Tuesday. When his old lab blew up, it was a Tuesday. When he got drunk at the Christmas party and wind up with his car being egged, it was a Tuesday. When he was kid and a bully shoved him in a locker with the entire gym class's socks, Evil Tuesday.
And to top it all off, his supportive rock, the anchor that he used to keep himself grounded, decided that after all those years of bullheaded arguing and trying to just give up (quite surprisingly out of character for the poor girl, but she gave her reasons in a very clear manor. Yamaki was a little to busy dodging various objects thrown at him to fully understand the woman's ranting.) He was thrown out of their shared apartment, his belongings were ejected from the window onto the pavement several floors down, he moved into this little apartment in west Shinjuku.
Life here as a bachelor began so depressing, he drank every day, smoked three packs, listen to his favorite radio station which played non stop American classic rock, he didn't shave, was dressing messy. in short he was still his old self only without someone when to shave, and he pined over Reika a lot too. He cried and repeatedly sang her name to Layla over and over, driving his neighbors insane.
Yamaki Mitsuo remember, how he had hit rock bottom with a very sounding thud in those days.
He just doesn't understand, nor he wants to understand, how she came into his life. Before, the woman was kind of an annoyance, a bane in his existence. Than, after time, she grew into a rare acquaint, meeting when those tamers were involved in his work.
That day, though, is when everything changed between him and her. He was lonely, walking to the park to met people he accidentally ran into her. They talked, at first, but than she would come visit to check up on him. The night they became a couple was after he consumed a bottle of rum, the next morning was the day that everything changed.
"Yamaki," she spoke as she walked into the room. He put out his cigarette, amazed at in such short time they argued, laughed, cried and basically loved so much.
In the beginning it was wrong, but now it was so right.
"There's something I have to tell you," she said.
"Yes, Renamon?"
"My water broke."
Sorry for the out of characterness; but I always wanted to see this coupling. Plus I had a moment to spare and I have writer's block so...
