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Rin-chan: The Epilogue to 'Role Reversal' will be up soon.
Chapter Six - Strangling Perverts, Weight Worries, and Age Issues
Three Months Later
Yuki was sat on the couch, staring down at his stomach. At first glance, one would think he was staring in horror at the shirt he wore. It was something Shuichi had bought, and it was pink. The fluff ball had bought lots of shirts, in horrible colours and patterns, for him, and he had no choice but to wear them. Not because he didn't want to hurt Shuichi's feelings, but because he was too big to wear anything else.
He was, in fact, looking at what was definitely visible under the shirt. He was in his seventh month, and his bump had turned into a beach ball. The blonde wibbled.
Of course, Shuichi thought he looked unbearably adorable… He personally thought he looked like a blimp. He scowled. He couldn't understand how he could look adorable when he was bigger than the NG building.
There was a knock on the door, and Yuki heaved himself off of the couch. He waddled over to the door, yes waddled. Another thing Shuichi found incredibly cute, and he thought incredibly annoying. He opened the door, and promptly slammed it. He waddled into the bedroom, ignoring the noise Tatsuha made as he banged on the door, yelling.
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Meanwhile, Shuichi stepped out of the elevator, raising an eyebrow as he saw Tatsuha pounding on Yuki's door, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"What are you doing, hentai?"
Tatsuha turned, ignoring the insult, and smiled at Shuichi.
"Well, you see… my brother must think I'm some salesman, or he wouldn't have slammed the door… or something."
Shuichi rolled his eyes. "Or he knows it was you, and that was why he slammed the door."
Tatsuha scowled, but Shuichi ignored him, unlocking the door. Before he could blink, Tatsuha had elbowed him out of the way, and strolled into the apartment. Shuichi went in and shut the door behind him, muttering swears.
"So… how's my brother?"
"Good. He's doing well."
"Ah… how fat is he now?"
With no warning, Shuichi launched himself at Tatsuha. They hit the floor with a thump, and Shuichi wrapped his hands around the pervert's neck, ready to strangle the life out of him. Yuki, wondering what the thump was, came out of the bedroom, and froze.
Shuichi looked up from his soon-to-be murder victim. He then realised how he must look… straddling the blonde's brother. Before he could say anything, Yuki burst into tears.
"Oh my god! I knew it! You don't love me anymore! It's because I'm fat isn't it! I'm too fat, and too old! You wanted a younger, thinner lover right? So you toss me aside for the younger model! Damn you, Shindou!"
Shuichi scowled. "How dare you? You bastard! I was about to strangle the son of a bitch for calling you fat! I don't think you're fat, and I don't think you're old! Besides, even if you were I wouldn't care. You've always been beautiful to me. Always! But if that's the way you think, if you think I would cheat on you, then fine!"
Shuichi stumbled to his feet, tears making their way down his face. He walked towards the glass doors that lead to the balcony. "I'll leave you for good… you'll never have to see me again, and you'll finally get what you always wanted! I'll jump!"
He opened the sliding doors, and walked out onto the balcony. Yuki, terrified even if he never showed it, waddled as fast as he could. He would never have got there in time, but Tatsuha managed to grab the ball of fluff just before he jumped. The perverted teen, who usually had hardly any sense, threw Shuichi onto the couch, and stomped out of the apartment muttering about asylums and straightjackets.
Shuichi, lying on his back on the couch, blinked rapidly. A second later, his eyes popped out of his head when Yuki, literally, sat on him.
"How dare you try to leave me! What would I tell our child? That his daddy stopped loving us and killed himself? Because that's what you would've done! If you would have killed yourself, you would have stopped loving us!" The blonde said tearfully, one hand on his stomach.
Shuichi, once again, began crying. He sniffled. And finally… "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Yuki, who was still sat on Shuichi, began wailing, too.
And that was when Tohma walked into the room. He blinked. He blinked again. He snickered. The sight of a heavily pregnant Yuki sat on Shuichi, both of them wailing and crying, was more funny than worrying.
Suddenly, as if they both had built in gaydar, they looked up. As soon as they spotted him, they threw themselves at him, sobbing. Tohma, a thoroughly alarmed expression on his face, patted the two emotional lovers' hair. He tried to inch away, but every time he did, the two would tighten their hold and increase the volume of their wailing.
Eventually, Tohma stopped trying to escape, and tried to calm the two down. He succeeded after a while, and took off his hat, coat, and gloves. He grimly strode into the kitchen, donning his hideous pink apron as he went.
Some time later, he walked back into the sitting room. Shuichi and Yuki were sat on opposite ends of the couch, ignoring each other. Tohma rolled his eyes, before sighing. He ushered the two into the kitchen, sitting them down at the table.
The two ate, still ignoring each other. After a while, Yuki looked up at Tohma, a sweet smile on his face. "Onii-chan," he began in a casual tone. "I want Shuichi to stop working until our child begins school… I don't want to take care of our child on my own. I want us to both be there, and for that to happen, Shuichi needs to stop working."
Shuichi was staring at the wall, horrified. He hoped with every cell in his body that Tohma wouldn't do what he knew the bastard was going to do.
Tohma smiled, ecstatic. "Of course, Eiri-kun. Shuichi can take care of your child, and when he or she begins school, he can come back."
Yuki smiled. "Thank you, Onii-chan." He sent a smug look to Shuichi.
Shuichi suddenly stood, knocking his chair to the floor, and stormed into the bedroom. He slammed the door behind him, and stood breathing heavily. He clenched his fists. 'That son of a bitch!'
He twitched. "That's it!" he yelled, hurling a pillow at the door. "I WANT A DIVORCE!" He picked up another pillow, and threw it at the door with all his strength. Before it could hit the door, the door opened. Instead, he hit Tohma square in the face. The pillow slowly removed itself from Tohma's face, revealing a rather pissed off expression. His hair was a ruffled mess, and stuck up at ever angle.
Tohma sent an evil smile to Shuichi, who glared back. Shuichi folded his arms across his chest. "Don't try to intimidate me, you ass kisser."
Tohma blinked, and scowled. He opened his mouth to deliver some cutting remark, but Shuichi had stomped over to the closet and threw it open.
The fluff ball pulled out a suitcase, tossing it on the bed. He opened it, and began walking from the closet to the bed, throwing clothes in it each time. "Alright you bastard! You can have it all! Have Yuki, the baby, my life! Take it all! I don't care any more! I don't see why I should give up my career, when Yuki won't give up writing. When our child's born, he'll keep writing, but I'll stop singing! How is that fair!"
He slammed the suitcase shut, he turned to make sure he had packed everything, Yuki waddled into the bedroom. He was scowling, and he walked straight over to the bed, sitting on Shuichi's suitcase. He crossed his arms and scowled. "If you think for one moment I'm letting you leave me, you've got another thing coming!"
Shuichi glared at him, before storming into the sitting room. As he walked to the door, he noticed two sets of car keys. He picked up a set, and stormed out of the apartment. Soon, he stood in front of Yuki's car. He pressed the alarm button on the keyring, and heard a beep. Instead of Yuki's lights flashing, the lights on Tohma's car flashed twice.
Shuichi stared. 'Shit… oh well.' Shrugging, he got into Tohma's car, and started it up. As he drove away from the apartment building, he saw Yuki and Tohma on the balcony, and opened the window. He put one arm out of the window, and raised his middle finger.
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