There are two things in life for which we are never truly prepared: twins. ~Josh Billings
Yours, Mine and Ours
"I have a feeling it's a boy".
Kanata Saionji didn't respond but rather took a sharp turn in his black Mercedes. But he never failed to catch the small pout that had made its appearance on his wife's lips. The corners of his lips threatened to move upward but with all of the self-control that he had mastered in his life till now, he pushed the urge to smile back.
He looked at her from the corner of his eyes and saw that she was now gently rubbing her bulged stomach, a peaceful expression adorning her face. And thus this time, he couldn't control the urge. His lips moved upwards and his face cracked a smile.
"It's a boy, right?" she asked, turning to him, flashing him her usual cheerful smile, "a junior Saionji…"
His heart almost skipped a beat at those words. He slowed down a bit without realizing as the words echoed inside his head…
A junior Saionji…
Miyu's smile vanished when he suddenly stopped the car.
Silence filled the car as he sat there, holding the steering wheel with a blank look in his amber eyes.
"Kanata," she called softly, worried about what suddenly went wrong, "are you okay…?"
He didn't respond immediately.
But he did respond eventually…
"I want a girl…" he whispered.
Miyu blinked.
"Why?"
Chapter 14
Congener
Miyu Kouzuki-Saionji glanced sideways at her brunet husband. She quickly looked away before he even realized that she was staring at him. She looked at her bare feet, her mind blank.
She was sitting on one of those uncomfortable bed-like contraptions in Dr. Hikarigaoka's clinic. The two had been waiting for ten minutes now and the brunet hadn't moved from his statue-like position at the end of the room, looking out the window, a grim expression in place.
He had been like that for a while now, she acknowledged. She didn't know why but ever since that little conversation in the car, he hadn't spoken a word. He hadn't even replied when she had wondered out loud why he wanted a girl.
She caught the edges of one of the strands of her blonde hair and started twirling it with her index finger. This clearly showed that she was nervous as hell. Not only was she worried about what happened to the amber-eyed millionaire at the end of the room, she was more nervous as to whether it was a girl or a boy inside of her.
"Hey you two…! Sorry about the wait!"
Miyu looked up at the source of the voice.
"How are we doing today?" asked Nozomu with his gentle smile in place as he stopped before Miyu, a file held in his hands.
Miyu brightened at his appearance but wished that Nanami was here as well with her.
"Where's the other one?"
The brunet finally spoke. Miyu turned her head lightly to find him walking coolly towards the two, a frown decorating his face.
The blond obstetrician cocked his head sideways as his azure eyes pierced his brunet friend, "who…?"
Some kind of silent conversation probably passed between the two because ten seconds later, Nozomu sighed and said, "Mrs. Fukushima went into early labor…"
Silence enveloped the room.
Miyu realized that the two never really acted like they were friends at all. She found it hard to believe that they had known each other since high school. It just seemed impossible for someone to have known Mr. Hikarigaoka and be this cold towards him.
It's just plain impossible…
"Do you guys wanna hear or what?"
Both the Saionji looked up at him confused.
The blond sighed again and then shaking his head said crossing his arms against across his chest a disapproving look in his eyes, "Remind me again why you're here…"
Yours, Mine and Ours
Miyu Kouzuki was a person of a million emotions. She doesn't exactly react the perfect way in many situations but she always comes up with an emotion nonetheless.
But today, she realized that Miyu Kouzuki-Saionji is not the same as Miyu Kouzuki and the former certainly had no idea how to react in that particular situation.
She glanced sideways at the amber-eyed brunet who was presently driving the black Mercedes with his eyes focused on the road, not giving away any kind of emotion on his face.
She looked down onto her stomach and slowly touched it. She pouted her lips as she mentally scolded him for being this cross, after all, he did get his wish—he gets a girl…
She sighed lightly as the solid truth hit her head hard as she remembered that there was also a boy inside of her.
Initially, she had been more than excited that she was getting twins.
Twins!
She couldn't believe her ears as she had heard the smiling obstetrician inform the couple they are expecting a pair of twins…
But it was when the blond had announced that it a girl as well as a boy that Miyu felt her heart drop. She didn't know how he was going to take it. She guessed that there must be something serious for the brunet never uttered a single word all the way to the parking lot and on their way to nearby shopping mall to get her some clothes.
The silence was practically killing.
She wished that he wouldn't start hating the kid before he was even born. She was sure he wouldn't go to the extreme of hating but that was just wishful thinking.
And now, they were on their way back home after getting her clothes that fit, lunch at the Mall's Terrace (against all of his silent protests), and a little more shopping.
It was when he pulled into the house that she felt her heart throb a little. She hoped that she wouldn't break down crying right inside his car and that too in front of all his staff. She held it together all the way to their bedroom. It was when he finally spoke that she cracked.
"I'm heading to the office now," he said, nonchalant.
He didn't even spare her a glance as he started to make his way into his dressing room to get into a different pair of clothes to get to work.
It was then that she realized how lonely she felt. It was when he gave her the cold shoulder that she realized that this wasn't her home… nobody her knew her… nobody here would know what she was feeling.
Hundreds of degrading thoughts rushed to her mind as she came to the conclusion that nobody cared about her… even the guy who swore that he'd stay by her side in all sickness and health.
Silent tears started to well up inside her emerald irises and they slowly slid down her soft cheeks, as loneliness like she's never felt before, engulfed her. She didn't want him to hate their kids. She didn't want him to hate her.
It was at that second that Kanata Saionji turned to have his amber eyes widen in shock at the sight of his blonde wife crying. He gaped, not entirely sure as to what to say because he had no idea what he had done wrong now.
"Hey," he croaked.
She had her face covered with the palms of her hands, now crying uncontrollably.
He bit her lip to stop from muttering out curses.
"What's wrong?" he asked almost abruptly and wished at once that he had been a little more considerate of her current situation.
He wondered if she was having another mood swing or something.
She shook her head, her hands still clasped to her face.
The helpless brunet caressed his neck hard, wondering what went wrong.
True, he was having a crisis of his own with having to expect a pair of twins in approximately six months especially with both a boy as well as a girl. And now, his wife was crying for god knows why… What is a guy to do at these times…?
He had no idea what he was going to say when he opened his mouth but thankfully, the blonde spoke, a fiery expression in her emerald orbs.
"Why don't you want a boy?" she accused.
Kanata blinked a few times in order to grasp the entire depth of her question.
Why doesn't he want a boy?
He couldn't help but wonder if he was that readable.
He finally sighed and sat down gently beside her. She looked at him, her eyes still teary but, he was happy to note, not crying.
"Why?" she asked again, this time grabbing the sleeve of his shirt.
He looked in her eyes and found himself searching for words to answer her. Unable to find any, he chose to question her instead.
"Why do you want a boy?"
She looked a little surprised and then she said, a little embarrassed, "he would look like you…"
He stared at her, dumbfound.
What did she just say…?
"W-What…?"
She turned away from him and said in almost a whisper, "I want him to look like you… I want him to be like you…"
He stared at her, his heart beating in a manner he never thought was possible.
"Besides," she said, smiling at him, "I really wanna see what you looked like growing up".
He turned away from her, his cheeks flushed. He has been the centre of compliments and seductive remarks among women all his life. Yet, her simple line, probably not even meant as a compliment, stirred emotions inside of him that he can definitely mark as embarrassment.
"I don't…," he started gingerly, "I don't want a boy…"
Miyu's smile disappeared at his words.
"I don't want a boy because…," he started again but his voice failed him. He didn't know how to voice it out loud.
"Because…?" she urged him to go on.
He turned to look at her. He looked into her eyes which gave him more support and trust than he deserved. He took in a deep breath before he answered.
"I don't want him to turn out like me…" he said in almost a whisper.
Miyu Kouzuki-Saionji sat there, her mouth agape, unable to take in what she had just heard her husband tell her.
Then, she started to giggle.
A faint blush appeared across his cheeks as he turned on the woman who was laughing at him. He glared down at her, the crimson hue still intact on his skin.
"Why are you laughing?" he asked, through gritted teeth.
She smiled at him, in the sweetest way possible.
"I should not have told you!" he muttered under his breath, obviously angry.
He froze when he felt her lace her fingers along the edges of his cheek and made him to face her. His eyes were wide as they met warm emerald ones, looking into him with an emotion he was seldom presented with.
"What is it with you?" she asked, her hand not leaving him as she now touched the edges of loose strands of his brunet hair.
He blinked at her, confused. Not only was she confusing him with all these questions, she was practically rendering him speechless with her electrifying touch.
She gave him another one of her smiles as she tucked back a strand behind his ear, "first, you're afraid that you'll turn out like your dad…"
Kanata looked away.
"And now," she continued with her fingers along his cheek again, and she, now a little closer to him said, "you're afraid that your kid will turn out like you…"
He couldn't believe that she was actually expecting him to answer that with her this close to him now. He was completely disabled from thinking straight as he tried not to look at her for emotions and feelings he hadn't experienced filled inside of him.
She smiled at his nervousness, which would've gone unnoticed by any other person even remotely close to him.
She leaned towards him and whispered into his ear, "You have nothing to worry…"
"You don't know that".
The words escaped his lips before he could even think.
She smiled again as she drew away from him and said, "You are the closest thing to perfect, Kanata…"
Kanata drew his gaze away from the floor and looked at her, faintly surprised.
"I know that you can be cold at times," she said with an assuring smile, "and tend to be out of control when you're angry… but still…"
It was her turn to grow red now.
"Yeah…?" the corners of his lips curved upward, wanting her to continue.
"But you are perfect in your own way," she said, "and I like everything about you…"
He froze at her words.
As though she just realized what she had said, she clasped her mouth shut with her hands and turned away.
He looked at her, his amber eyes wide with surprise.
A few seconds later, those cold amber eyes broke into a smile.
"Thanks," he said giving her a smile that he may have borrowed from the blonde.
She turned to face him and then her face broke into a warm smile as well as she said with her face still a little red, "Any time…"
A comfortable silence enveloped the two.
Moments later, the brunet started a little uncomfortably, "I have something to tell you…"
There was something grave about his voice that she recognized at once.
She frowned wondering what he was going to tell her with that serious tone in his voice.
"What is it?" she asked.
He opened his mouth but at that very moment, the phone buzzed.
Cursing under his breath, the brunet got to his feet and pressed the speaker button on as he saw that it was one of the servants buzzing him from outside the room.
"What?"
"Master Kanata," the meek voice of his butler was heard, "There's someone here to see the Mistress".
The two looked at each other, both with a frown.
"Who is it?"
"Mr. Yamamura".
Miyu's heart almost stopped at that word.
Mizuki is here to see her… and at the time when Kanata was about to tell her something important… Her heart began to beat at a dangerously loud pace.
End Chapter 14
A/N: I seriously can't say anything about this chapter… So, please do review… :)
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love. ~Albert Einstein
