(A/N – Guys, I am SO sorry that this chapter is late! I came down with stomach flu on Friday, and I was sick as a DOG! I was hanging on to hope that I would still be able to pound out a short chapter this week and still make my deadline, but after I threw up for the 2nd time, I knew that wasn't going to happen. HOWEVER, I have recovered a great deal, and I am pleased to present you with chapter 22 of "Nine Months in the Socks of the Motamiya's!" I hope you enjoy it!)
Nine Months in the Socks of the Motamiya's – Chapter 22
"Mimi Tamika Izumi, you're pregnant and you didn't tell me?" Izzy said, staring at her in shocked disbelief. "You said it was all in your head and you were just being paranoid!"
"I-I-I…I wasn't sure, so I went to the doctor to take the test." Mimi stammered. "He said he wouldn't have the results until Monday." She looked at Davis cell phone and scowled. "Davis, how did YOU find out?"
"Hey! Hey!" Davis exclaimed from the phone. "Don't turn your hormonal rage at me! Kari told me!"
"Wel, how did YOU find out!" Mimi said, turning on her heels to face a now shocked Kari.
"Ummm…I kinda saw your record on the receptionist's desk when I went to call Davis." Kari said, twiddling her fingers.
"So you went and told your husband before I had a chance to tell mine!" Mimi accused.
"Mimi, stop it." Izzy said, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around to face him. "I don't care who told who, or how I found out. The point is I know and…" He cradled his lovers face in his warm hands. "I'm thrilled."
"Really?"
"Really." Izzy whispered, as he and Mimi shared a long kiss.
Kari, Tai and Sora looked on with warm smiles on their faces. "Awww, that's so sweet." Sora said, finally noticing that Kenichi was looking up at her with wide eyes. "I'll tell you about it when you're older."
Kenichi gurgled as Sora covered his eyes with her free hand.
"Hey! Hey! What's going on?" Davis' voice called from the phone. "Hello? Guys? Come on! My battery is running down here! Come on!"
Kari picked up the phone and flipped it open. "I'll tell you about it later, Dai-chan. I'll talk to ya later. Bye!"
"Hey, come on! Wha—""Am I ready for this? Am I ready to be a dad?"
Izzy looked out at the lights of the city from his 7th floor apartment balcony. The bright lights of the city streaked by in a near blur along the city streets.
He then turned his attention to the nighttime sky at the large full moon that hung in the sea of blue abyss and bright twinkling stars that shone like diamonds.
"What are you doing up?" Mimi yawned walking up behind him.
"Oh, I'm sorry I woke you. I was just..."
"Telling your parents about the baby." Mimi said, nodding with understanding.
"The redhead gave a small grin. "Heh. Am I that predictable?"
"You do it every time something big comes up. You did it when we started dating, when we got engaged, and the day before we got married."
"Wow. Guess I really am that predictable." Izzy said, returning his glance skywards. "It's just that…I'm a bit nervous."
"Nervous, about what?"
"Well…you know I pride myself on being prepared for everything," Izzy said, sitting on the balcony lawn chair by the railing.
"I know so well," Mimi said, nodding as she took the seat next to him. "The day before our first date, you gave me a timetable printout of everything we were going to do that day. I'm still annoyed that you only allowed 30 seconds per bathroom break. A girl needs to make herself presentable, you know!"
"Sorry." Izzy said, turning bright red. "Anyway, I planned on us being married for at least six years before we considered having kids. And even then, we would time it so that it wouldn't affect either of our careers or take away from our time with the kid."
Mimi nodded. "Well, some things can't be planned. This is a prime example. Nobody predicted how…umm…happy…you would be to see me after my trip overseas to see my folks."
"Happy is an understatement." Izzy said, ruefully, a red flush appearing on his cheeks. "I pounced on you as soon as you set your bag on the floor. I should've been more restrained."
"Listen to me, Kou-chan." Mimi said, turning to face him. "It takes two to tango. We did this together. It wasn't anybody's fault. This kid was not an accident."
"I know, but still; what is this saying about what kind of father I'm going to be? I mean if I couldn't control myself to create him, what am I going to do when he gets here?"
"Now you listen to me, Koushiro Yoshi Izumi," Mimi said, grabbing her husband's hand. "This is the biggest pop quiz you're ever going to take in your life. You're going to freak out. You're going to panic. You're going to moan and complain that this is unfair and that you weren't prepared for it. Then, once you get the paper in front of you, you know what you're going to do?. You're going to draw off what you know and pass with flying colors."
Izzy nodded. "Thanks, Mimi…I just…I just wish my parents were here to share it with me. They would love to see their first grand—"
Mimi pointed to the sky. "Oh, my…Izzy! Look! Look!"
A shooting star streaked across the nighttime sky, it's tail leaving a bright smudge across the midnight blue heavens.
"I have a feeling that your parents know all about their new grandchild. And they know you're going to be a great father. I know it, and the baby knows it. The only person that doesn't know it--"
Mimi's last few words were cut off by her loud yawn. "…is you. Excuse me."
"You need your rest. Go on to bed, I'll be there in a minute." Izzy said, kissing Mimi on the hand.
"Don't be too long." Mimi said, giving him a kiss before walking off to the bedroom. "We'll be waiting for you."
"I won't." He replied, smiling slightly as he watched her shuffle off. "Oh, and Mimi?"
"Yeah?" she answered, turning around.
"Thank you for being my Christmas present."
Mimi smiled. "Thank you for being mine, Kou-chan." She replied.
Izzy returned his glance to the dark, Christmas sky. "Thanks mom, thanks dad. I won't let you down, I swear it."
"Merry Christmas, Dai-chan." Kari said, handing Davis a small package wrapped in metallic blue wrapping paper.
Davis grinned from ear to ear as he sat cross-legged on the floor and plucked up a small pink and yellow package and handed it to her. "Joyeaux Noel, Kari-chan."
"I guess it goes without saying that you're listening to those French lesson tapes Catherine sent you." Kari said, as she opened the envelope on top of her present. She pulled out a card and smiled as she read it.
"To: The most beautiful woman in two worlds, and the most beautiful kid not, as of yet, in the world.
From: Your loving husband and your patient father who is getting tired of you moving around when the doctor tries to see what you are!"
Kari laughed hysterically, as she slowly opened the box. "You're going to hold that against the kid forever and a day, aren't you—OH MY GOD…" Kari gasped as she looked into the box.
Inside, sitting on a thin yellow puff, were two polished silver whistles, one was noticeably larger than the other, yet both were etched with the familiar sun-shaped crests on them and attached to a bright pink strap.
Kari gingerly pulled the large whistle from the box and gasped at it as it twinkled in the Christmas lights. "Oh, Davis…" she whispered.
Davis smirked. "Just in case the kid wants to be a girl. But, if it's a boy, there's a blue strap in there that—whoa!"
Kari glomped down on top of him and kissed him all over his face. "I love it! I love it! I love it! I love you! I love you!" She said in between each smooch.
Davis smiled wearily. "I love you too, Kari-chan, but you're about to flatten me!"
Kari pulled herself up off Davis and grinned sheepishly as she carefully returned the whistle to the box and closed it. "Sorry, Dai-chan. Just a little family love. Open yours!"
Davis pulled himself up to a sitting position and picked up his box from the floor. He opened the card on the top of the box and began reading it.
"To: The sweetest husband and future father to be in any world and to the love of my life to which I'm about to give life.
From: Your darling wife and your dear mother who will never again sleep in on the weekends. "
Davis chuckled as he opened his box. "I have a feeling I'm going to be up with you all those week…" his voice trailed off as he looked at the contents of the box.
There, resting on a puff of dark blue cotton, were two pairs of goggles, which, like the whistles, came in two different sizes. The larger pair Davis recognized instantly. He gently picked them up out the box and gawked at them.
"You…you found them…" He whispered as he looked at the goggles in the light. "Where did you…"
"I found them in your old bomber jacket a month ago. I took them to an eyeglass specialist who managed to clean them up, get new lenses in them, and replace the strap—hey!"
Davis tackled her to the floor and, as Kari did earlier, began kissing all over her face. "I LOVE YOU! You're amazing! You're amazing! I love you! I love you!"
Kari laughed loudly as Davis kissed her. "Now who's about to flatten who?" she cried.
"Don't worry about it! More incentive for the kid to come on out of there!" Davis said, resuming his kissing.
To be Continued…
(A/N – I'm sorry if this chapter seems a little short on top on being a bit late, but as I mentioned before, I just had a rough weekend with the stomach flu, and I'm just starting to win the battle! Don't worry, though. I'm feeling much better, and I have big plans for the next chapter, though I'm still riding the fence on whether on not I'm taking this Saturday off. Anyway, be sure to check your e-mails for my replies to the last chapter, and I hope to see you all again for chapter 23 of "Nine Months in the Socks of the Motamiya's!" Until then, I would like to wish you and yours a very blessed, very merry Christmas!)