Chapter 14
He closed his eyes and took in the dulcet tones of her voice as they washed over him in the darkness of the theater. He had sworn to himself that he wouldn't see her latest movie, but the way everyone kept going on about it, he had to. One would find a mesmerized Sho Fuwa sitting in disguise, in a darkened corner of the packed theater, finally watching 007: Rise and he had to admit, she was amazing.
At no point did the thoughts of plain, boring or, unattractive ever cross his mind. In fact, it was the exact opposite. She took his breath away as she emerged from the waters of the Riviera. She stunned him as she personally slit the throats of three traitors, while they begged for their lives in the snow-capped mountains of New Zealand. Finally, she dazzled him as she gave hits as good as she received from Mr. Bond and razed her compound to the ground in Australia. He held his breath in anticipation as he watched her make her explosive escape.
It was cemented in his mind. He would never be good enough or, good for her. He would always hold her back. Yes, he enjoyed the movie immensely; however, it brought a certain amount of clarity to him on his standing in her past and future. She would have never reached these heights had he kept her by his side. He would have only weighed her down and stymied her potential. Kuon was raising her to new heights and pushing her forward. Wasn't that how it was supposed to be?
For many months in the future, one would find that Sho's music style had taken on a more heartsick and forlorn tone. He had finally realized what he had tossed aside and that there was no way to get it back. She would never stand in his shadow and at this point, he would never expect her to. He honestly believed that the world of entertainment would suffer for it if she did.
It was in April when they had taken their relationship that one step further that night at the end of the month, at the party. That delicious, beautiful night that changed their lives in so many ways and inspired them to move the date of their wedding up a few months. Although, at the time they had no idea... well, maybe they did. They had failed to use a particular little precaution that night and things started getting a little suspicious around the end of May.
She really didn't think much of it or, perhaps she was in denial. You know, that little river that's not in Egypt that everyone tends to travel at least once in their lifetimes? Yes, that one. The one that Kyoko Mogami, now Hizuri, tends to frequent more than most of us. She thought maybe it was caused by the stress of all the new offers, her workload increasing times three and the rush of the wedding that was to take place in July. So, she brushed it off and shoved the thought to the back of her mind until the end of June.
By the end of June and into the middle of July when the wedding preparations were in their final phases and days away, the fatigue, nausea, and muscle soreness finally kicked in. However, at that point she and Kuon both thought it was just caused by her stretching herself too thin with work and personal events. Thankfully Yuki and Ruto were able to eke out a full month to recuperate from all of the hustle and bustle.
Sleep, that's all she needed. Just a little shut-eye and she'd be fine. The sound of the tires on the Pacific Coast Highway and the calming, ocean-scented breeze, lulled her into the most comfortable sleep she'd had in months. Not that she didn't sleep comfortably in bed with Kuon, but she had been so emotionally stressed out by everything and they were finally going home. After traveling for two weeks during their honeymoon, they were going to spend the last legs of their vacation at home in the new house they had bought in Laguna Beach. A beautiful 4 bedroom, 3 ½ bath, with a stunning back yard, a pool a large chef's kitchen and a view of the ocean from the patio. It was their first huge purchase together at the total of almost $4.5 million dollars. Not that they couldn't afford something like that now, but to see a number that large on a check nearly made her faint. Well, at least it was paid in full and they had spent a month furnishing and decorating it before the wedding. Thankfully they had the help of Juli and Kuu on that one or, Kyoko really would have had a stroke.
"Babe... We're home." He gently nudged her and she groaned a little as he pulled into their three car garage and shut the door behind them, engaging the security system.
"Mmhmm." She murmured sleepily.
He smiled softly and chuckled. "Shh, shh... I gotcha." He kissed her temple, got out and gathered her into his arms to carry her in. Through the large kitchen, into the living room, up the winding staircase, down the hall, past the main bathroom and into their large bedroom, he laid her gently on their expansive bed, draped in soft satins and piled high with pillows. "I love you, Princess." He kissed her forehead and tucked her in, then made his way back to the car to bring in the luggage.
After he finished his self-appointed chore, he pulled out his phone and dialed. "We're home."
Kuu laughed. "Finally, did you have a good trip?"
"Yeah, but Kyoko's pretty wiped." He chuckled.
"She gonna be okay?" Kuu asked a little worried.
"Yeah. Our vacation wasn't much of a vacation. Did a lot of site seeing... touristy stuff. She loved it." He told him as he pulled a beer out of the fridge and popped the cap.
Kuu snickered. "Yeah, I'm sure that's what it was."
Kuon groaned a little. "Dad..." He whined a little and blushed.
"No, no... I understand. Trust me, but maybe you should have her see a doctor. She's been like this for a couple of months now." Kuu pressed. He and Juli had been discussing the possibility of grandchildren since just before the wedding, but they weren't sure if the younger Hizuris were doing the horizontal Tango before their honeymoon or, not.
Kyoko sat on the exam table, staring at the doctor blankly. "A-Are you sure?"
Doctor Stevens smiled at her brightly and nodded. "Yes Mrs. Hizuri. You're HCG came back positive for 14 weeks. I'm scheduling your ultrasound for a week from today and I have a prescription here for the nausea. Taking this once a day until it subsides should ease the symptoms."
Not really listening to the doctor, she sat and went over the time frame. Fourteen weeks ago... It was when we were in Japan. Hmm, before the wedding. She blushed brightly as she remembered that very erotic night and the many that followed. One could possibly compare them to rabbits in the spring, if one were so inclined. She paled a little at the thought. And we never bothered to use protection... She groaned a little.
"Mrs. Hizuri? Are you okay?" He asked, looking up from her medical chart.
She nodded after snapping out of her little walk down memory lane. "I'll be fine Dr. Stevens. I was just remembering something I'd forgotten." She sighed out.
He handed her a small folder with all of the information on her pregnancy, her doctor's appointments, and miscellaneous little tidbits she didn't realize were involved. She opened the folder and stared at it.
"I know it all seems a little overwhelming, but I've put together that packet to answer any questions you may have. There is a list of phone numbers, online resources, books and other media for you to check on if you wish. If you have any questions after you leave today, please feel free to give my office a call and I'll get back to you as soon as possible." He informed her as he helped her step down from the table.
"T-Thank you. I really appreciate your help." She told him as he walked her back to the waiting room, to speak to the receptionist.
"It was my pleasure and I will see you in a week for the ultrasound." He waved to her as she left to sit in her car to ponder the life changing event that was already progressing into her second trimester. How would Kuon react? Did he want children? Did she want children? Would she be able to be a good mother? She looked up and out the windshield at the rain clouds and sighed. "Well, I suppose the first step is to tell him." She groaned a little and decided to call Kanae first for moral support. Hopefully he would take it well.
