Nyaa! Here you go guys! I give you chapter 2!
WARNINGS: Yaoi, love-triangles, male-pregnancy, language, violence, and drama!
To all you reviewers: Any negitive comments, please keep them away. Arigato!
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"Oh my..." Sora started, hiding behind some giant hedge. He eye-balled the larger him... he looked like Yoru did, although his features seemed much scarier...
Future Sunao coughed, still somewhat-passed out on the ground, his long pink hair was pulled up into buns, strands fell off the sides and onto his shoulders. Sora walked closer, grasping Sunao's chin and looking into his halfway shut eyes.
"It's been awhile... my love. "
Sunao's eyes widened, "Hashiba... I..."
Sora smirked, "You're weak. " He lifted Sunao with one arm, "You're nothing but a worthless whore. "
"H-Hashi--" Sunao studdered.
"Hmph..." Sora sighed, dropping him on the hard surface once again.
"Ngh!"
Young Sora shreiked. "Fujimori!" Unable to take watching the one he loved being pushed around...exspecially by himself...
"Get away from him Sora! "
"Eh?" Sora said, looking back.
There stood Matsuri, hair held up in to ponytails curled together, looking seriously pissed. "I said get away!"
Sora chuckled evily. "Aww, how romantic..." He looked down at Sunao. "Looks like you've got a little stalker."
The blonde snarled, "How dare you Sora..."
Sora just started laughing, "As if you had a chance you we--"
Matsuri punched him, Sora crashed into the wall of a hard building... "You mother fucker!!!"
The blueberry was clueless... he was stuck in the middle of a story he didn't even know...
"Grr.." Sora growled, rubbing his head. "This isn't the end Matsuri..." He said, then vanished out of sight.
"M-Matsuri..." Sunao weakly studdered...
"Nao! " He said lifting Sunao in his arms, "I have to get you to hospital!"
As Matsuri ran Sunao clutched tighter, tears filling his eyes. 'Hashiba...' Sora followed, "What in the world is going on with me?"
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"Are you feeling okay Mr.Honjyo?" A young adult doctor asked.
"Hn, I'll be okay...but what about..." Sunao held his stomach,body trembling.
"I don't know, we still need to run some tests..."
"Please make sure he's alright." Matsuri asked, clutching the doctors hands.
"Don't worry, I'm sure the baby's safe."
"Good." Sunao sighed back into his bed, "It's the most important thing right now."
Matsuri shrugged, "Why must you toy with my emotions?" He teased.
Sunao giggled, " 'Cause it's fun."
"Mm, so you're doing good Nao?"
"Yeah, as long as..."
"Please stop worring, he'll be safe." Matsuri reasured, kissing Sunao's forehead.
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"Yoru... Fujimori and Matsuri...they're..." Sora frowned.
"Thats right, they are..."
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