Chapter 6
Years had passed. Mio's now in elementary school. She's 10 years old now, and she had grown up to be a cute and attractive little girl. Her posture was growing more and more like Fuji. She had long brown hair, and a slender figure. But her eyes were brown, like Tezuka. The funny thing is, she could act as cold as Tezuka, but yet she could be sadistic and really attached to her Mama and Papa, the same way as Fuji's possessiveness to Tezuka and Mio.
Since the festival accident, Tezuka and Fuji thought that Mio had forgotten about her parents. They haven't told her, or maybe, they're afraid of her reaction. But then, Mio hadn't forgotten about it. And as she grew up, she slowly realized that her mother was actually a he. Being the calm and collective daughter, she didn't want to talk about it either.
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Morning
"Mio!" Fuji called from downstairs, while helping Tezuka with his coat and tie.
A hurried sound was heard from the stairs. "Haii!" Mio ran to her parents on the doorway. She was wearing her school uniform, with her long brown hair loose, she looked cute.
Tezuka and Fuji smiled at her. "Hayaku, Mio. We're going to be late." Tezuka opened the door.
Mio nodded. "Mm. Ittekimasu, Mama."
Fuji leaned down and kissed Mio's cheek. "Itterashai. Don't come home late, okay?"
She pouted. "Hai, hai. My tennis lesson will finish at 4 o'clock, so I'll be home at 04.30."
"Wakatta," Fuji turned to Tezuka, "and you?"
Tezuka raised his eyebrows. "Shuusuke, you know I never come home late."
Fuji and Mio giggled. Tezuka smiled and tilted Fuji's chin with his hand to give him a sweet morning kiss. "I'll be home early." Tezuka whispered with a sexy-low voice.
Fuji's cheeks were flushed. "Mou, you better save your energy for tonight, koi." He whispered to Tezuka.
"Ehm!" Mio made a fake cough, with a slight blush on her face. "We're going to be late, Papa."
Tezuka quickly came back from Fuji's blue eyes heaven and left the house, followed by Mio. "Ittekimasu, Shuusuke."
With a big smile, Fuji waved his hand to Tezuka's SUV. "Itterashai!"
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"Mio-chan!" Saori patted Mio's back.
Mio turned at her friend. "Ah, Saori-chan. Ohayou."
"Ohayou. Ne, do you remember, tomorrow is our tennis club's first match!" The black haired girl sat across her.
"So?"
Saori laughed hearing her flat answer, "Come on, Mio-chan, aren't you happy? Have you prepare anything? Special training? Or prayers?"
She watched her friend's drabble about her preparations for tomorrow's match with uninterested eyes. It's not that she's not excited or nervous about it. But she never gets too much feeling about anything, except her love for her parents and tennis itself.
After taking a break from her long explanation, Saori asked again. "Ne, are your parents going to be there?"
She had asked the most difficult question ever, even for her smart brain. "Aa… I don't know…" She either had to choose Fuji or Tezuka to be there, and he will called him 'Otousan'.
"Or I could make Mama dressed as a woman, so both of them could come..." Mio widened her eyes. "Great idea!"
"Tezuka-kun." Takeru, the captain of the boy's tennis club, appeared on her classroom door.
"Hai." Mio got up and walked to the door, with most of the girls warning glare. Takeru is the popular kid on the school, being the calm and friendly captain. And today was just the usual routine. He always approach her class to check on the girls team's schedule, and because Mio is the girls team's captain.
"What is it, Takeru-senpai," asked Mio when she was outside.
Takeru gave her a piece of paper. "This is the arrangement for tomorrow. The girls will be playing against Senkawa Elementary on court A."
Mio nodded while receiving the paper. "Okay. I will copy it today for the others."
He smiled. "Okay. Ah, so, will your parents come?"
"Not again."
"Maybe. Why?"
"Well, the school had given special seats for the parents. Just checking." The bell rang loudly. "Ah, I should be going. See you this afternoon." Takeru then ran to his class.
Mio entered her class with a sigh. "I think tomorrow's going to be a long day."
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Mio opened the front door before taking off her shoes. "Tadaima."
An answer was heard from the kitchen. "Okaeri. Come to the kitchen, Mio!"
Following her Mama's voice, she entered the kitchen, and smelled a delicious smell. "What are you cooking, Mama?"
Fuji turned off the stove and took off his apron. "I'm cooking special dinner for you and Papa. He will be home quick-"
Before he could finish the sentence, someone opened the front door. "Tadaima."
"Okaeri!" The both of them answered and went to the hallway.
Tezuka took off his shoes and coat. "Look, I brought something."
He showed them the plastic bag that he put on the floor. Fuji opened it, and took out a cake box.
Mio widened her eyes. "Strawberry Shortcake?"
"Your favorite." Fuji gave her the box, which she gladly received.
"And this is for you." Tezuka gave Fuji another plastic bag that's on the floor.
He took out a bento box from it, and opened the cover. "Mitsu!"
It contained many kinds of sushi, from California roll, shrimp, octopus, and of course, wasabi sushi. He flung his arms to Tezuka's neck. "Arigatou, koi!"
"You're welcome, love." He kissed his nose.
"Ehm!" Mio coughed, with her face as red as the strawberries. "Can you continue this later? I'm hungry."
Fuji and Tezuka immediately left each other's embrace and chuckled.
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The family ate happily, with lots of foods on the table.
"Ano ne, Papa, Mama," Mio asked when they finished eating," Can I talk for a moment?"
"Of course. Let's talk in the living room." Fuji shoved Mio and Tezuka to the living room.
After they took a seat, Mio started talking. "You know that tomorrow is my first tennis match, right?"
Fuji clasped his hands. "Of course, Mio. I already prepared the special lunch for you.."
"No." Mio cut her. "No, Mama, it's not that… I…have to say something…"
"What is it?" Tezuka asked while sipping his tea.
Well, Mio was really confused about what she should say. "I… know it."
"Know what?"
"About you two. Mama, Papa, come on. I'm 9 years old. Of course I know the difference."
Tezuka and Fuji was shocked. They knew this day would come soon enough. Fuji tried to explain everything to her. "Mio, you have to listen to our reason."
She nodded.
"We know it's hard for you to face the truth that we're males, but, please, believe me. We really love each other. And with that love, we conquered everything to be with each other." Fuji started to have tears in his eyes.
Tezuka draped an arm around his shoulder to keep him calm. "Mio, I'm really sorry we hadn't talk about this before. We were afraid you will react differently."
She took a seat beside her Mama. "Daijobu, Papa, Mama. Please continue."
Fuji inhaled deeply before started talking again. "Mio, the day when we met you for the first time, was the happiest day of our life. You see, you were abandoned as a baby. And so, we decided to adopt you."
"And that was the most challenging decision for us, but yet we will never regret it." Tezuka added.
"Because we love you, Mio." Fuji looked at her watery eyes.
Mio fell quiet for a moment, digesting the words. It felt like confusion, anger, love, sympathy were mixed. She really didn't know how to react. "…Mama, Papa."
Tezuka and Fuji stared deeply at her. "…Although you're not my biological parents, but you are my parents, forever. And I don't care about your choice…emm, you know, about your gender…"
Both of them nodded. Mio then continued, "I will always love you, unconditionally."
They exhaled deeply. Fuji cradled his daughter tightly, before Tezuka wrapped his arms around the two loves of his life.
"We love you too, Mio." Fuji whispered to her ear.
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After the event that night, Fuji was fast asleep with his head buried deep in Tezuka's warm chest, apparently with a relieved smile on his lips. Tezuka didn't fell asleep, and watched the expression on his lover's face. He too was really relieved when he heard his daughter's answer.
He kissed Fuji's forehead, before carefully detached his arms from his body. Quietly, he left their bedroom, and went to Mio's bedroom.
"Mio?" Tezuka said while knocking the door.
Mio wasn't asleep yet, and opened the door. "What is it, Papa?"
"Can I come in?"
She nodded, and entered her room again followed by her father. Tezuka then sat on her chair while she sat on the edge of her bed. His eyes looked around her room. Clean, neat, full of books, with a tennis bag and a few of tennis equipments beside the study table. Just like his room when he was younger.
"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Tezuka asked, still keeping his eyes on her room.
"Mm. I've had special trainings for this. I'm ready." She stated.
He smiled, and leaned his hand on top of her head. "Your answer was similar with mine when my father asked me the same question on my first match."
"Hontou?"
"Aa. Don't forget what Papa and Mama have trained you." Tezuka stood up.
She answered with a nod. Tezuka then embraced his daughter. "Arigatou, Mio."
She was confused. "For what?"
"For your acceptance. Arigatou." He kissed her head, "We will come to watch your match tomorrow."
Mio smiled happily and hugged him. "Thank you, Papa." She didn't care about the problem that both of them were males, she was just happy that they will watch her match. After that, Tezuka left the room, leaving a happy Mio, ready to sleep.
a/n: Gah!
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