Chapter Forty: Four Walls And A Ceiling
Disclaimer: I do not own Eyeshield 21.
We're Having A Baby Arc: 6/6
Song Playing: Song of the Count
Theme 12: Shelter
"Floors are bare wood. Carpet will be needed. Possibility of a rug. Soft. No shag. Consider something educational but fun. Map of Japan. Train set. A football field. Do those exist? Look into it."
Kobayakawa Suzuna was taking her job as the unofficial decorator of the baby's room very seriously. She was currently observing the empty room that was going to be converted from extra storage into the nursery. It was a good sized space, larger than what she would have expected so that had been a pleasant surprise. It gave her more to work with. Notebook tucked under her arm, she spoke clearly into the tape recorder she had brought with her to make sure she didn't forget any ideas she thought of on the spot.
"The space is large. The crib will be mahogany and will be located against the far wall furthest from window to avoid cold drafts in the winter. Note to self: look into comfortable rocking chairs."
On the ground next to the door was a small stack of magazines and sketchbooks. Post its labeled pages and were covered from corner to corner with her scrawl. Each was filled with ideas and suggestions for the various furnishings the room was going to need. These furnishings included but were in no way limited to the following: toy chest, dresser, changing table, rocking chair, and cradle. If she had any say in the matter, which she did whether the new parents were aware of it or not, this child was going to be spoiled rotten.
"Curtains should be dark to block out sun during afternoon naps. Under no circumstances should shades be used in place of curtains."
Glancing down at her cell phone, she realized that the time had simply flown by and she only had a few more minutes left before she had to leave. The train station that was going to get her home was several blocks away. She still needed to shower, dress, and high tail it to the restaurant where she was going to meet her husband of three years for their anniversary. Plus she figured it was probably be in poor taste if half of the pair was late while the other half was nervously waiting alone in a nice restaurant. Sena, bless his soul, still didn't react well to being under public observation. And nothing says stare-and-gossip-at-me like sitting alone in a place that required reservations weeks in advance glancing at a watch every ten seconds.
"Suzuna-chan? Isn't it almost time for you to go?"
Spinning around, she smiled brightly at her long time friend. "Just getting ready to head out the door. I wanted to at least get an idea for colors before I left."
"Well, I did have some ideas about that." Mamori stepped next to her and glanced around the room. With one hand on her ever growing stomach, her other hand gestured to several of the walls. "I was thinking of having Musashi putting in a white wainscot on the walls. Then having rose and lavender strips for the area above it. Or maybe-"
"My son's not going to have a fucking pink and purple striped room." Even though he was out of sight and down the hall, Hiruma Youichi's voice still managed to cut out all sound and stop the conversation dead.
At least temporarily.
Eyes flashing dangerously his wife whipped her head around to shout at the empty hall. "It could be a girl!"
Silently, as to not draw attention to herself, Suzuna gathered her things and left the apartment. As much as she enjoyed watching them go at it, she really did have to get going. Not to mention if she let herself get caught in the middle then there was a very high probability of Sena sitting there alone until closing. But one thing was for certain, that discussion was far from over.