Title: Bubble Tea

Genre: Romance/Drama

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I no own

Summary: When Bunny Tsukino learns that she's pregnant with Darien Shields child, she feels that her life is over. A baby wouldn't have been a problem if the father hadn't been a one night stand. Now she's unsure with what her next move should be, and if he would be as supportive as her best friends are. She can't help but wonder when her life became a TV-drama. - AU

NO BETA. BEWARE OF ERRORS. (I'm looking for a beta! Message me if you're interested!)

Order 6. Oolong Tea without Boba.

Amy glared as she reread the divorce papers for the umpteenth time. She wasn't sure if she wanted to sign the papers to file. Would everything be split down the middle between them? Would it get ugly? She had money prior to the two of them getting married, which would stay with her. Just like Craig's would stay with him. However, she was making more than him now. Did that mean that she had to pay him alimony?

They were married for twelve years. He was the one asking for a divorce. Did that mean that she still had to pay him for the next twelve years of her life?

"I still cannot believe that he filed these," She stated to Rei. Anger simmered under the surface of her skin. It was a rare emotion for Amy. She was often as cool as water, and just as fluid. "It's safe to say that I am still in shock."

Her raven haired friend sat across from her in their comfortable booth at a local café. They were meeting as a client and her lawyer, each having taken time from work to do so. This would most likely be their first consultation until everything was set up correctly in divorce court.

Rei peered at her from over the plastic menu of the quaint eatery. Her dark eyes narrowed at the documents in her friends hands. "Maybe you should stop reading those."

"He cited irreconcilable differences." Amy's voice was on the verge of hysteria.

The woman who sat across from her reached over and snatched the papers from her trembling hands, shoving them back into the manila folder they had been residing in. "That's enough, Ames.

The doctor groaned and ran her hands through her short, bobbed, hair, "I don't know what to do."

Her parents had gotten a divorce when she was a child. She had been lonely, and neither parent had truly been there for after the ugly divorce was settled. It was lucky that Craig and she never had a child. That would be something she would not want to put anyone through.

Since then she had vowed that when she finally married, it would be for life. Amy didn't believe in divorce for herself, not when they could work it out. Did Craig think that they couldn't go to couples counseling together? She would change for him if that's what he needed. She loved him. Didn't she?

"First, do you want to get a divorce, Ames?" Rei's voice was soft, and such a stark contrast from her usual brusque attitude that it took a moment for the woman across from her to intake what had been said.

The thought of separation had never crossed her mind, not openly. If she allowed herself to dwell on it, Craig's proposition for divorce almost felt like a relief. It made her stomach hurt. There was no doubt that there was an ulcer forming in her abdomen.

After a moment of silence, she shrugged. Shame engulfed her as she admitted honestly, "I'm not sure."

Their server was a perky twenty year old, she gave them both a happy smile and asked cheerily if they were ready to order. Her attitude reminded both older women of Bunny when she was that age.

"I wonder how Bun-Head's doing with her baby daddy issues," Rei changed the subject harshly. She was never known for her smooth transitions.

For that Amy was grateful, "Mina would most likely know."

The raven haired woman across from her chuckled, "She'll tell us if she did know any gossip."

Their lunches came quickly, with the two talking about Grandpa Hino, Asunuma, Bunny's baby bump and Lita's upcoming nuptials.

The last subject caused the shorter haired woman's heart to drop. She felt tears spring into her usual clear blue eyes and she sniffled pathetically. She was too practical to make scenes in public places, but still, Amy couldn't help herself. Grabbing a napkin, she gently dabbed her damp eyes and tried to compose herself as best as possible.

"I'm sorry about that," Her apology was only half-sincere. The other half was embarrassment.

Instead of being her usual gruff self, Rei's eyes softened kindly. "Ames, it's okay. You still have to decide if you want to sign these papers. If you'd like, I can go over them and see if he's asking for anything as compensation."

Her friend nodded, not stable enough to trust her voice. "That would be wonderful, thank you."

Amy sighed as she closed the front door behind her and latched the lock tightly. It had been another long shift at the hospital. Perhaps she would be better off in private medicine.

The townhouse was void of any life and felt barren. It was as if she were in her personal quarantined area. Prior to him leaving, her husband was greet her with a happy smile and a hot meal.

Another sigh escaped her, this one wearier than the first.

She fished her personal cell phone out of her tote bag and turned it on, noticing that there were no missed messages. Not that she expected any.

Sitting at the small dining room table, she flipped through her contacts until she reached the L's. Pressing the call button, she put the device next to her ear and waited for the ringing to start.

After the fourth ring, the person on the other line answered.

"Hey Amy, what's up?" Lita's voice was always soothing. If Amy had been considered the fluid and cool one in the group, then her friend was considered the calm before the storm. Her attitude was always laid back, relaxed, and always accepting.

Unless a person pissed her off. Then she was even more frightening than Rei on a normal day.

The doctor tried to find her words a few times, and even cleared her throat. Her typical articulate nature was failing her miserably, and she found herself gurgling, "I'm getting a divorce."

Her blue eyes took in the townhouse, realizing that her decision had been made. A divorce sounded so final. Would they split their entire belongings, or would it just be easier to sell everything, take an even cut of the money earned, and then start afresh? She couldn't quite remember how her parents did it.

"Oh, Amy," Lita's voice was soft and sweet, "Honey, I'm sorry this is happening to you."

It was comforting to hear her friend's empathy so clearly. Aside from Rei, no one else knew. The blue eyed woman even told her friend so over the phone. This was something she was not ready to speak about with everyone. Yes, they were all very close friends, and Amy knew it was only a matter of time before either Rei or Lita told Mina and Bunny. Still, she needed some time to let it sink in before all of the girls were made aware.

"When's your next day off?" Her friend asked in her usual gentle tone.

She thought a moment and glanced over at the schedule which hung up on the refrigerator. She was typically on call on her days off, which were rare and few in-between. "Next Tuesday."

It wasn't the complete truth; she'd be on call on Tuesday. Still, it was better than—her thought processes froze. Tuesday was Christmas.

"Actually, I might be spending that day with my mother." She quickly told her friend. It was a lie, although a good one. The last thing that Amy wanted to do was be a burden to Lita during her busy holiday.

The truth was that she had planned on spending the holiday with Craig's family since her mother would be busy working and her father was never anywhere to be found. When she was a child he used to send her postcards on her birthday, but aside from that and the monthly child support, she never saw the man. Then she turned eighteen and he disappeared from her life for good.

"Oh," Her friend went silent, and the rustling of papers could be heard. Chances were that she was also glancing at her calendar. "Ah. Yeah, it's Christmas. Well, if you ever get bored of spending time with your mom, you're more than welcome to come over. Andrew's family is going to be here for dinner, so it's going to be a little crazy, but there's always room for one more."

The genuine warmth in her voice made Amy want to cry with gratitude. How did she, a quiet loner, manage to make such a wonderful friend?

"I appreciate that."

They spoke a little bit more afterwards. Mostly it was Lita interrogating Amy's feelings. Then it became late and the doctor had to get into bed, because there was a busy day early in the morning for her. Literally, her day would start a four in the morning and last until six in the evening.

With one last look around their once shared home, she turned off all of the lights and went to bed.

His name was Zoisite Saual, and he was the youngest grandson of old Mrs. Saual, and elderly woman whom was one of Dr. Mizuno's patients.

Amy was on her lunch break, if stuffing her face for ten minutes before rushing back to work would be called that.

The man, Zoisite, was handsome, intelligent, and visited his grandmother nearly every day since her admittance.

His long, wavy, blond hair was kept at shoulder length. He had deep green eyes that were always filled with a warm mirth. His features were sharp but masculine, different from Craig's boyish looks.

He was a college professor, and taught genealogy at a local university. Which Amy found beyond fascinating.

He was thirty-five, single, and had been interested in Amy ever since she was assigned his grandmother as her patient.

"Could I interest you in a cup of coffee Dr. Mizuno?" He asked, holding the steaming cup out to her as he sat across from her. He never acknowledged her hyphenated name. Not that it mattered anymore. "Its French vanilla flavored."

Amy glanced at her watch. Technically she still had twenty minutes left of her lunch break. Would having a cup of coffee with a handsome man hurt? It had been too long since she had gotten any type of attention from a person of the opposite gender.

Instead of shying away, she gave him a kind smile and accepted the cup from his long fingered hand, "Thank you."

He beamed back at her.

She knew better than to lead this man on, especially since she had only just made the decision to go through with the divorce. Still, it didn't change the fact that she enjoyed how he made her heart skip a beat every time she saw him.

TBC

MLL: I'm a total Mina, so do you realize how HARD it was to write Amy? I felt like bashing my head into a wall a few times. This is the shortest chapter, and kind of filler. It's also very introspective. However, I've always felt that Amy lived inside of her own head most of the time anyways.

Zoisite's last name, Saual, is short of Saualpite, which was the original name for Zoisite back in the day. So, his name is a little redundant XD.

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