Somewhere on Autumn Woods Drive

By Rikku Minouke

Disclaimer: Nope I don't own YYH

AN: Oh guys, I love your reviews! This has been a week straight from hell so you guys seriously make it worth getting out of bed in the morning. I can't thank you enough. Ya know, I had the next chapter written and all ready to go, but after work and a ten minute snooze I decided I didn't want that to chapter yet. So I spent part of my dad trying to play catch up for you guys.

Chapter thirty two

My due date was July fourteenth and the closer I got to it, the further away it really seemed to be.

"What are you doing?" I looked up from my position on the couch. My butt balanced on the edge of the couch as I tried to keep my back straight. Rubbing my sides, my hands tried to work in the palm full of lotion in to my skin.

"I'm rubbing lotion on my stretch marks," I told him matter-of-factly. "Sorry, you get an eye full of the belly today. I thought you might still sleep for an hour or so."

He shook his head and approached me. His hair was pulled back in a ponytail, I hadn't seen it back like that in a while. Following his movements out of the corner of my eyes, I watched him sit next to me. "They don't look bad at all." I scoffed at him.

"You're joking right?" I raised an eyebrow and he shrugged. "I hope they go away after the birth. I know most do at least."

"But they're like a battle scar," Kurama said running a finger along my side where I assumed on mark was at. "It's kind of like 'I came, I fought, and I conquered.' I like them."

"Of course you do," I laughed and rolled my eyes. "By the way, for some reason Koenma told me stay at home tonight. He texted me this morning."

"It's Friday," Kurama pointed out. "Valentine's Day. What? Is he going to work tonight then?"

I giggled then when Kurama suggested that. "Maybe that's it. Maybe he and the wifey got into a fight and he plans on closing. Or he forgot to make reservations and didn't want to admit it so he's going to tell her I called in."

"You are too much," Kurama shook his head as I continued to laugh. I set my bottle down on the table as I rubbed the remaining lotion on my arms until my hands felt semi dry. Turning to look at his face, I analyzed his features for a moment. "What?" he asked as he leaned against the back of the couch with his green tee shirt wrinkled from sleep and his hands on his blue cargo sweats. Reaching over, I let my index finger intertwine with his hair until I located the cloth band in his hair. "Botan, what are you doing?"

My mouth crooked to a smirk as I worked my finger in and tugged gently until it slid free. I watched as the red strands fell from its hold and mentally celebrated. "I like your hair down. It's just so pretty."

"And that's exactly what every guy wants to hear," Kurama said sarcastically. "Now that you're staying home, would you like to do something tonight?"

I paused for a moment thinking about the best response. "You mean…. Like a date?" Instantly I could see his discomfort as he shifted. Scooting back, I let my spine relax against the plush leather couch. "Ok, so no date?"

Still he remained silent. Kurama took a deep breath and raised his arm to lay behind me on the top of the couch. "You really want to go on a date?" he asked for a while and I had to force myself not to answer in less than two seconds.

"I would like that," I said slowly so as not to seem too excited. "Very much."

Again, he was quiet while he thought about the situation at hand. I leaned my head back to rest on his forearm and tilted my head to watch his features while he picked apart things in his brain. It may be odd, but I like watching his face when he was thinking. His eyes would move like he was at a chalkboard hastily scribbling out theories and possibilities. And his jaw would tense and loosen every so often when he'd cross out options or added another one. It did take some time but I was willing to wait.

"Alright," he said and I breathed out softly. "Where would you like to go or what would you like to do?" There was no way I could stop the smile from spreading across my face.

AN: next chapter….. just you wait….