Hello thar
Rating: T. T for Baby.
Pairing: Amuto
Warnings: Holy crap not yaoi?! what is this madness?!
Disclaimer: Happy belated birthdays to Oja and Ari!! 333 Um, yes. Forgive me and my itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow um, story I'm sorry it's so short!
Oh no.
Okay. It was seriously just a fluke. That was all. That's all it was. Ha ha. What a prank.
Okay. Um, so maybe the whole shipment was defected? It was possible to have defects, right? The product just wasn't working, so Amu would check a different store.
Maybe the company made faulty products on purpose; products designed to scare women. Yes, maybe that was it. After all, if they made them defected, women would keep buying them just as Amu was doing now. It all made sense. Just some company scheme—a pathetic get rich quick ploy.
Okay, so maybe all the companies were in on it together. Yes, that would explain it. After all, there was no way, you see. There was just no way. It was just not possible. The tests could say whatever they wanted, but Amu wasn't going to believe them. There was always a big percentage of error.
Missing a few periods didn't mean too much, really. It just meant she wasn't as regular as she thought she was. Besides, she could save a few dollars because she didn't have to buy feminine hygiene products every month. Those things added up.
But you know, missing periods wasn't really very healthy. So she decided to go talk to her doctor just to make sure everything was alright. It wasn't because of the tests. No, that wasn't it at all. She was just concerned about her health. Those tests had been wrong. She was sure of it.
Oh no.
Oh shit.
"I'm what!?"
oOoOoOo
"I swear to god I am going to kill you!"
"You can't blame this on me!"
"What do you mean I can't blame this on you?!"
"Well, you were on the pill, right?"
"No! We agreed that condoms were cheaper!"
"… You said you were on the pill."
"I said no such thing!"
"You did."
"I did not! Now you're just trying to save yourself!"
"I used a condom."
"Well, it didn't work, did it?"
"… No."
"And whose fault is that?"
"The company's?"
"No! Because you didn't use one, did you? Spit it out, Ikuto!" Amu, brow furrowed in annoyance and cheeks red with embarrassment, glared at her boyfriend.
"Well…"
"Well?!"
"I didn't think you'd get pregnant on the first go…"
"DON'T SAY THE "P" WORD!"
"… What? Pregnant?"
"Don't say it!"
Ikuto pursed his lips, amused. "It's the truth. You're what, two months now?"
"No!"
Ikuto sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Babe, you're going to have to face it sooner or later."
Amu leaned against him and buried her face into his shoulder. "… I don't want a baby."
"You don't want to have my babies?"
"No! Well, yes. But no. Yes. But not now! I'm nineteen, Ikuto!"
"At least you aren't a minor."
"Well geez, that makes me feel comforted."
"You will be fine."
"Duh! I'm not having this baby."
"Why not?"
"Because!"
"Because why?"
"Ikuto, you damn well know why!"
"Nope."
"Because I'm nineteen!"
"So?"
"I'm too young!"
"You're old enough to have sex."
Amu blushed. "That's different."
"Why?"
"Because it is."
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
"Why?"
"Ikuto! You're acting like a little kid!"
"See? You handle little kids perfectly." He grinned at her frown.
"I don't want to have a baby."
"It will be a sexy baby."
"You shut up. I don't want to have a baby."
"So you'll abort it?"
Amu froze, looking up at her boyfriend's neutral face. "W-Well…"
"It's up to you, but it's not like I'm going to abandon you. I have a job. I have an apartment."
"But we're not even married."
"We can arrange that."
"Yes, but—"
"I'll leave it up to you. But I don't think you should abort Iku."
"… You can't give it a name!"
"Not it. Him."
"You can't name him! Then I'd never be able to get rid of him."
"That would be my cunning, genius plan"
"… Yeah… And wait just a damn minute. Who says his name is Iku? And who says she's going to be a boy?"
"Oh?"
"It's going to be a girl. Ai-chan."
"Ai-chan?"
"Yes."
"We'll see, Amu. We'll see."
Yes. I hope you giggled. It shall be a very sexy baby indeed.