Disclaimer: dont own Skipbeat!

Kyoko was waiting nervously for Kuon's 'sample' to be "washed". Turning pages on a magazine, she keeps on looking at the clock. Her mind is on the door which will lead her to being pregnant with Kuon's child. Anxiously on guard for the nurse who will lead her to the point of no return. Is she making the right choice?

Kuon sensing her fright, took her hand into his and hold it near his lips. He too is anxious. Will this baby lead him and Kyoko to a happy married life? Or is he just thinking way ahead of himself, fulfilling his mind with some crazy fantasy? After all, this step might be the start of his downfall if Kyoko decided that they cant be together. He knows that he cannot live a life without her anymore.

Lacing their fingers together, Kuon left their hands on his lap. The nurse came and Kyoko feels like she doesn't want to do this anymore.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Kuon asked knowing well how Kyoko feels.

Kyoko masking her nervousness with a forced laugh replied, "This will be quick Kuon. No need to bother yourself"

"I know of a way which will not require doctors and clinic, and the result will be the same." Kuon said teasingly, his eyebrows are rising suggestively.

"Don't tempt me Hizuri" Kuon was left dumfounded with her reply. While Kyoko stood abruptly, slinging her bag on her shoulders and left with the nurse, blushing before Kuon notices. She know that was a dumb reply but its her payback for all his teasing.

xXx

White walls and ceiling, a single bed close to a table with different operating supplies, the smell of antibacterial soaps and disinfectants. These are the things that greeted Kyoko once she was directed to the room. She was instructed to change her clothes for a hospital robe and lie on the padded bed. She was observing the room and trying to calm down.

Thoughts of changing back to her normal clothes and leaving the room vanished when the door opened and revealed Aki-sensei. The point of no return definitely has no return now. Well at least a lady doctor will do the procedure along with lady nurses.

'Sigh'

The most amazing thing about this is, despite her fears, worries and the fact that this will defy all her knowledge of being pregnant, is that she will be giving life to another human-being. Or maybe two.

xXx

Kyoko went out of the clinic quietly with Kuon following her. She went straight to his car and sat on the passenger's seat.

"How did it go?" He asked.

"Fine" she answered monotonously.

"They said it wouldn't hurt?" Kuon asked masking his worries for her. She went out a different person when she was called in.

"It didn't"

"How do you feel?"

"Im fine. It will take a while for physical changes to show"

"Kyoko," he called.

Kyoko decided to look at Kuon and hold his cheek, he on the other hand leaned on her touch.

"I'm fine Kuon. It just- I don't know exactly what to feel" she was a jumbled mess inside. Ecstatic. Excited. Terrified.

Kuon understanding her words, pulled her closer to him and kiss her temples. "I'll be here sweetheart. Always remember that"

Kyoko nodded her head and hugged Kuon tighter. His embrace felt safe and comfort calming her nerves.

xXx

"So you still went with the procedure?"

"Mo! Kyoko" Kanae yelled. She has been talking to her 'bestfriend' for the past half an hour but failed to get any response. Said woman was looking far, very very far.

Kanae was confuse, the last time she checked, the sick fool couple separated their ways and decided not to pursue the baby. But now, Kyoko was...impregnated?!

The worst part is she cannot get anymore from her than what she said earlier.

Moko-san, I think I'm pregnant. Kuon and I decided to continue the procedure.

Now, she looks like she has gone somewhere she cannot call her back.

Kanae rolled her eyes and left Kyoko instead.

Troublesome woman.

xXx

Kyoko was getting ready for her shift on the cafe when her phone rings, she ran towards her desk her she left it. It inly shows numbers. Knowing it was only one person who calls her every morning, she did not hesitate answering it.

"Hello" her voice is filled with enthusiasm. No answer. "Kuon?"

After a few seconds, a woman answered on the other line, "Kyoko can we talk?"

She almost dropped her phone.

I humbly apologize for the long delay. Life demands to be prioritized.