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Haruka stood outside the door and placed her bags down by her feet. She stared at the door and raised her hand, going to knock. She hesitated and put her hand down, biting her bottom lip and chewed on it gently. She took in a deep breath and went to knock again then remembered that the door had a doorbell. She changed her course and pressed the button instead.

Ding dong~

She wasn't even sure if Akashi was home. For all she knew, Akashi could be at basketball practice right now.

However, Akashi was home. The door opened and Akashi looked at Haruka. She stared back and picked up her bags, stepping into his house. "I'll move the rest of my things in this weekend," she said, looking at him. "I'm not going to sell my house though. My parents can stay there and I can go there when I'm mad at you," she stated.

"I know you'll move in eventually. I'm always right after all," Akashi said, closing the door behind him.

"Don't get too cocky," she glared and handed her bags to him. "And Ao is making me do this so...please sit down," she said, pointing to the sofa.

The couple made their way into the living room and Akashi placed the bags down, sitting down. Haruka sat next to him and leaned into the sofa, letting out a loud sigh. "So what exactly is Daiki making you do? Moving in with me?"

"I made that decision myself," Haruka said, giving him a look. She sighed softly and turned a little, looking at Akashi in the eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it then grabbed Akashi's hand, holding it tightly. "I'm scared, Aka-chan," she said. "I'm scared that you will become that Akashi. Not my Aka-chan but that Akashi. I don't want us to break up and the closer I get to you, the more scared I feel. I don't want to get hurt. That's why I didn't want to move in with you. But I love you."

Haruka wrapped her arms around Akashi's neck and the red head just sat there, frowning slightly. He gently petted her back and cleared his throat. "I love you too, Haruka," Akashi said, holding her tightly. "You should have told me earlier about how you felt. I didn't know you were scared."

"I'm so scared. I still am," she whispered. "Because...there's something else I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"We um...you...I, us...we kinda...made a baby."

Akashi frowned a little. "Who's the other man?"

"Okay, why is it that guys always assume that the baby is not theirs? Ao asked me the same thing," Haruka frowned and took Akashi's hand, biting down on it. "The baby is yours, you stupid red head! Who else do you think I slept with? How dare you think that I cheated on you?!"

"We need to get married."

"Of course we- what?" Haruka frowned.

"We need to get married."

"I just told you that I'm pregnant. And now you're talking about marriage?"

~Two Weeks Later~

Haruka looked around the court, smiling and nodding to several fans who waved and called out for her. She was there to watch Rakuzan's match. Akashi was the one who insisted she came today though Haruka would have went anyway. She sat comfortably in the VIP seat by herself, waiting for the match to begin. The crowd cheered and Haruka looked onto the court.

Both teams were coming out, going to their respective benches. Haruka smiled when she saw Akashi and waved a little to him. Akashi gave her a little acknowledgement nod and Haruka was fine with it. Their relationship wasn't exactly kept secret especially since a few pictures had been leaked online of Akashi and Haruka on their dates.

Haruka was surprised that her fans were accepting, welcoming Akashi more warmly than she had expected. The tabloids were rather interested in their relationship too and they had been dubbed as the best couple of the year.

As the match was beginning, the two teams got on the court, standing in their team line up except they were facing Haruka instead of each other. Haruka frowned slightly as Akashi naturally took the centre spot and stared at Haruka. Kotaro and Reo walked up to Haruka and each took her arm, pulling her up onto her feet. "Be careful with her, she's pregnant," Akashi said.

Kotaro and Reo walked Haruka right up to Akashi and stood her in front of the red head. "What's going on?" Haruka asked, looking at Akashi. "Aka-chan?"

"I really hope that from today onwards, you will stop calling me Aka-chan and instead, start calling me by my name," Akashi said. Akashi held his hand out and Reo handed a small velvet box to him. He knelt down on one knee and Haruka gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. "This is the proper way to do it, right? Down on one knee and everything," Akashi said before looking at Haruka. "Haruka, will you marry me?"

Haruka stared at him, tears threatening to fall. Akashi looked at Haruka and waited for her answer. When Haruka wasn't saying anything, Akashi stood up and walked up closer to her, wiping the tears that fell.

"You're supposed to answer me, Haruka, not cry."

"Don't you ever feel embarrassed?" Haruka whispered and hugged Akashi tightly, letting her tears flow. "Everyone's watching us."

"That's the whole point of doing it here, Haruka," Akashi said, hugging her back. "Are you going to answer my question or not? It's a little embarrassing not to get an answer."

"Yes!" Haruka smiled, holding his cheeks and kissed him. "Yes! I love you! I love you so much!"

Akashi smiled and slipped the ring on her finger. He suddenly lifted her off her feet and brought her back to her seat. "The match is starting now. I'm glad you said yes because meeting my father tonight would be very awkward if you didn't."

"What?! We're meeting your dad?!"

~.~

"Why are we meeting your dad?" Haruka asked, tugging at her dress after she got out from the car and took Akashi's arm, frowning. "He's a scary man," she whispered as they headed for the front door together.

Being a powerful man in the city, Haruka had heard many stories about Akashi's father. None of them were nice. She heard quite a few things from Akashi himself and even then, Haruka never thought his father was a nice man. Haruka had met him once but it was only a brief moment of eye contact before he had to rush off to work.

Akashi opened the door and led Haruka in. "We're getting married. We have to let my father know. And that he's going to have a grandchild."

Mr Akashi was in the living room, stood behind the sofa with his phone to his hand. Haruka stared at him then looked back to her fiancé. The couple stood in their spot for a while before Mr Akashi hung up on the phone and looked at his son, expressionless. "Seijuro."

"Father," Akashi nodded. "This is Haruka."

"M-Mr Akashi..." Haruka greeted, nodding at him.

He looked her up and down before nodding at her. "Dinner is ready."

Dinner was ate in silence and Haruka felt more and more awkward the longer she stayed in the house. The father and son never really talked to each other apart from the usual, "How are you doing?" sort of conversation. Mr Akashi didn't react much either to the wedding news or the baby news. Instead, he looked at Haruka and stared hard at her.

"You're a part of the Akashi family now. I will not tolerate unsuccessful people and Seijuro knows that. I hope that you will understand that too. Be a good wife and give birth to a healthy child."

Haruka nodded in reply, too scared to say anything.

After dinner, they stayed for another half an hour in silence before Akashi made an excuse for them to leave. As soon as they were out of the house, Haruka let out a huge sigh of relief and leaned on Akashi. "I nearly forgot how to breathe..." she mumbled and pouted at him. "Your father is so scary."

"He's just...my father."

"He looks like you."

"Are you kidding me? I look like my mother."

"No you don't. You look like your father. Oh god, does that mean my baby will look like you guys? Oh please don't. I don't want a child to look so scary," Haruka frowned.

"That's my father you're talking about."

"Still doesn't make me like him any better."

~Few Days Later~

Haruka laid on the sofa with a pillow on her stomach and a tub of ice cream on top. She slipped the wedding magazine in her hand and took a huge spoonful of ice cream, trying to look for a wedding planner. Akashi came down the stairs after his shower and frowned. He walked over to the sofa and took the ice cream away from Haruka.

Akashi went into the kitchen and came out moments later, replacing the ice cream with a bowl of fruits. Haruka frowned and sat up on the sofa, looking at the fruits. "From now on, you have to follow this diet," Akashi said, handing her a notebook. "I did research and read up on a lot of books. This is the best diet for you and the baby."

"What?" Haruka frowned, looking through the notebook. "This is not a diet. This is torture. I should be allowed to eat everything I want. What if I craved pizza in the middle of the night?"

"Go to sleep then."

"You'll get up and buy me pizza, right?" Haruka asked, leaning on Akashi and took his hand. She traced circles on his chest with her free hand and looked up at Akashi with big eyes. "I'm carrying your baby after all. You got me pregnant. I'm the one who has to suffer. I just want pizza in the middle of the night."

Akashi looked down at her and smiled. "I'll stay up and talk to you," he said. "It takes two to tango. You're just in as much fault as I am for making this baby. If you could only control your hormones and not seduce me, this would never have happened."

Haruka glared and lifted his hand to her mouth but before she could bite down on him, Akashi pulled his hand away. "If you could only control your hormones and not give in to my seductions, this would never have happened," she stated and pressed her hand gently on her stomach. "But I wouldn't want it any other way. We're going to have to baby."

"And getting married."

"Do you know what this means?" Akashi looked at Haruka, waiting for her to continue. "No sex on our wedding night."

Akashi chuckled, stroking Haruka's hair. "And you think that would bother me?"

"I know it will bother you. You'll be pumped full of hormones but you can't do anything because of the baby in me."

They stared at each other and Haruka leaned forward, kissing Akashi on the lips. A make-out session broke out and Haruka climbed on top of Akashi, stroking his cheeks before cupping them in her hands and pressed her lips harder against his. "Haruka..." Akashi whispered, feeling her hand run down his shirt. "I thought you said we can't do anything because of the baby?"

"I said on our wedding night," Haruka whispered back and unbuttoned his shirt. "It's not our wedding night."

"You still have the baby in you."

"Don't you want it?"

They stopped and looked each other in the night. Haruka knew exactly what Akashi was thinking about but she also knew that he wasn't going to act on his thoughts. "You know I always want it if it's you," Akashi said, stroking her cheek. "But we have a baby to think about now, Haruka. You don't want to hurt our baby."

"I know you'll be gentle," Haruka whispered and kissed his neck. "What do I need to do to get you out of these clothes?"

"Nothing, Haruka, because no one is getting out of any clothes."

"What if..." Haruka smirked and leaned closer so that her lips were right next to his ear. "I love you, Seijuro."

Akashi tensed up a little. It was the first time Haruka had ever called him by his name but Akashi's self-control was much stronger than Haruka thought. "Let's talk about our wedding," Akashi said, changing the subject. "I was thinking we should have the wedding in a few months time so you would have time to plan the wedding you want."

"Few months? No way," Haruka frowned. "You have a choice of getting married within the next month or after I've given birth and lost the weight I've gained through the pregnancy."

"I don't want our baby to be born before we're married," Akashi said.

"Well then, we'll need to get married within the next month," Haruka stated. "I'm not marrying you when I'm fat and not looking my best."

"How will you have the time to plan everything?"

"Oh I will," Haruka smiled. "I have the perfect dress already and the perfect man to marry. What else do I need to plan?"

Akashi smiled and kissed her softly. "Put me in a suit and I will marry you right now."

"Cheesy, but I love it," Haruka smiled, returning his kiss. "And don't think I've forgotten. Clothes. Off."