Little Wonders
by Luciienz
(c) 2010
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Warnings: Awkward writing, G cheating, Asshole Giotto (If you've read this, then you're probably used to this), 6927 cuddling on a couch, and...you'll have to find out the rest. ;)
Disclaimer: Still don't own it. Or the music, or the car.
Song Recommendations/Inspirations: "Flypaper" by Allister, "Unison" by Quoth the Raven, "Endlessly" by the Cab, "Arguing with Thermometers" by Enter Shikari, "All Alright" by fun., "Part of Me" by Katy Perry, "Fuck You" by Lily Allen, "Room of Red" by the Ocean's Eyes, "No Significant Other" by Punchline, "Start the Reactor" by Set Your Goals, "I Was Wrong" by Sleeperstar, "You'll Never Be" by Summerset Avenue, "I Come Alive" by the Used, and "Irresistable" and "Truly, Madly, Deeply" by One Direction. (Shush. I actually do like them...Kind of...As in Larry Stylinson...)
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Chapter 8: Choleric Idiocy
22 weeks (5 months, 3 weeks)
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Giotto realised he messed up.
He knew with every fibre of his being.
The bruises on his body only supported the statement.
However, it's not like Giotto had planned on getting involved with G. He honestly loved Tsunayoshi, on a emotional, romantic, and sexual level. The extent of said love was unknown to Giotto.
Tsuna was not G.
G was Giotto's best friend, first love, and practically his first-everything. And, this all started during that first year of high school.
The two were childhood best friends and feelings just so happened to blossomed between the two. It was innocent at first, in a way that most first loves are. While Giotto had a few girlfriends during eight grade, G was silently pining for his best friend from a distance.
A freshman year confession and a kiss under the mistletoe arch at their winter dance later, they were the "it-couple" of their grade. Everything fell into the right places.
G and Giotto spent four years together. It was all sappy, gooey, romance-y and flowers-and-sunshine for the two.
Three years into that relationship, Giotto lost his virginity to G.
In the most typical way.
With a hotel room, candles, and rose petals, Giotto Ieyasu had his first time with a man.
Giotto knew that, in his mind, his attachment to G probably started there. The two were like rabbits in heat after that first time. Sex was just another expression of love in the heads of two teenage boys
With knowing every way to please Giotto, G made it aware of how much he "loved" Giotto.
However, during senior year, everything went downhill.
It was the height of their football season and G was in the zone. The redhead was becoming more and more dedicated to getting that football scholarship. The couple's meetings dissipated as the school year went on.
During the middle of this all, Giotto met fourteen year old Tsunayoshi Sawada.
The boy was a clumsy, adorable dork who was always tripping around the older blond. He was always blushing and trying to please the people around him.
It wasn't exactly love at first sight, but there was something there at the time. Giotto just hadn't realised it at the time, though.
To this day, Giotto had regretted not leaving his red head boyfriend the moment he met Tsunayoshi. It would have saved him a lot of heartache.
Plus, maybe, Giotto wouldn't have ruined probably the most amazing romance with the most amazing boy Giotto had the pleasure of knowing.
A couple of weeks after meeting Tsuna, the homecoming game was coming up. At this point, Giotto hadn't even met up with G since the beginning of month. It was lonely with out him, but Giotto was able to pass the time with Tsunayoshi.
The boy was the perfect distraction from their unspoken relationship problems.
The night of the homecoming game, their school was ahead by fifteen points with 2 minutes left on the clock. Giotto was barrelling down the field with the ball, dodging every player that jumped at him. The blond could see the bright brunet in the stands out of the corner of his eye. G was running beside him, heaving as he tried to keep up.
Giotto kept running until he made the touchdown before throwing the ball to the red head. Giotto did a little victory dance as the time buzzed zero. Then, dancing over to the stands, the blonde made his way up to the jumping brunet.
Giotto could remember Tsuna's expression so clearly. The way those chocolate eyes were glowing, even to this day, made his breath hitch. The smile on the boy's face was just as bright that he froze. He was struck numb as the boy made his way over. The cheers of crowd even went silent. The shoving that racked his body stopped and all the blond could focus on was Tsunayoshi and a feeling of uneasiness and fluttering burned in his stomach
It's was probably that moment that Giotto actually fell for Tsuna.
The reverie was lifted when the boy hugged him and Giotto hugged him back. Giotto pushed his team mates away and walked off with the brunet. They walked down the track, making a turn down to the concession stands. The stopped for a moment, talking about the game. Tsuna was flattering him endlessly with complements and Giotto was smiling triumphantly.
Giotto's orange-brown irises(1) scanned through the throngs of people, looking for the man he wanted to celebrate this achievement with. When he spotted G's bright red hair, the blond told Tsunayoshi to stay there a moment and ran to talk to his boyfriend.
As Giotto got closer, he heard the familiar shrill giggling of a girl and he immediately knew everything.
In the corner of the concessions, G was making out with one of the cheerleaders. They were all over each other.
With a very loud and audible growl, Giotto gained the attention of his boyfriend and his affair.
G looked up with a bored expression and snorted. He brushed off the blond with a quick "we're over" and went back to his little floozy in the tiny miniskirt.
The blond ran back to the waiting brunet, grabbed his thin arm, and dragged the nervous boy to his car. Then, in a moment of anger and sadness, Giotto took the brunet's first time in the back of an old Plymouth Duster.
Thus began, Giotto's and Tsunayoshi's relationship.
This new relationship was much better than Giotto's relationship with G. For one thing, Tsunayoshi really loved Giotto. The younger brunet tried his best to be the very best boyfriend he could. With school and work, their relationship was strained but they still kept in contact. The two dated and everything.
Giotto loved that.
He missed that.
He missed that because that was probably the time he was most happy and not moping over G.
'It didn't help that G had reappeared in my life after a year and a half,' Giotto thought bitterly as he fell back onto his bed.
Indeed, on one fine Tuesday evening, the red-head appeared on Giotto's apartment doorstep with the hope of getting back together.
It was in a moment of weakness, with his minded clouded over with hurt and want, that Giotto let the redhead into the room and they immediately started a very sexual affair.
With no arguments or clear thinking.
The very thought of it made Giotto sick to his stomach.
He literally ruined anything he had with Tsuna. He ruined any chance with his children.
Plus, Giotto didn't have the dignity to face the brunet.
All he could do was offer his apologies silently and hope Tsuna would forgive him in time.
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35 weeks (8 months, 2 weeks)
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It had been a long two months.
Within that short time, little pregnant Tsuna blew up. That mound grew so much in so little time, it almost scared Tsuna. Something deep inside Tsuna told him that this was not natural; the weight gain was not natural. Considering the weight and size of the twins were pushing against his pelvic bones, he developed what his friends deemed a "waddle," as cheesy as that sounds. It wasn't his fault his hips hurt every time he tried to walk normally.
Oh, but that's not the highlight of it all.
The twins, yeah, they were kickers.
Mighty strong kickers, at that.
Tsuna guessed they got it from their father, because his mother said that Tsunayoshi was a relatively calm while she was pregnant with him. Maybe they got it from Tsuna's paternal side of the family, given the comparison to Reborn kicking him in the face and the bladder shots the babies take.
Both hurt like a bitch.
Tsunayoshi sighed as he leaned into Mukuro's side, relishing in the comfortable feeling. He leaned his head on the older male's shoulder and closed his eyes. The sound of a film and Mukuro's breathing helped relaxed him.
"You comfortable?" the navy haired man asked, with a smirk.
Tsunayoshi nodded and snuggled in deeper with another sigh.
Rokudo Mukuro was a life-saver, during this crisis.
He truly was and the brunet was sure he owed Mukuro his life for it.
If it wasn't for him, Tsuna would probably be a sobbing mess. Tsuna had cleared his head of Giotto for the moment, and he didn't plan on letting the cheating blond ruin that. He needed calm, and Mukuro gave him that.
It didn't mean the brunet held any feelings for Mukuro. He was pregnant and he just had a break up almost three months ago. No, even with the mood swings and occasional horniness, he just wasn't ready for a relationship so soon. Besides, Mukuro had his own emotional turmoil to deal with.
Whatever was going on in Byakuran's life, Mukuro seemed to have swear that he would keep himself out of it. He was already rejected.
So, the two decided they would be there for each other.
It was something they both felt was better, for that moment. If something bloomed between them in the future, they would deal with it at that time. Right now, it was time to focus on the nearing delivery of the twins.
That, and the film that Mukuro and Tsuna were watching.
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Around an hour after Mukuro left, Nana decided to tell Tsuna that his father was bringing a guest to dinner, that night. Tsuna just shrugged it off and walk—waddled—up to his room. The brunet was kind of grateful that his father managed to stay for as long as he did. Tsuna chalked it up to the fact he was pregnant, but it was nice. The sense of family that he got with his dad around was also nice. So, Tsunayoshi laid down on his bed and let it go that his father invited someone over last minute.
The brunet felt a swift kick to the lower end of his belly and winced. Cursing in his head, Tsuna rubbed the spot gently and whispered that everything was good. There were a few more kicks and Tsuna couldn't help but feel uneasy. Reborn had told him that he could go into labour at any moment, because even though the pills did their job, no one was fully sure how long his body could handle the pregnancy. So, what was Braxton Hicks could have been actual contractions. No risks could be taken.
The brunet cursed as the pain returned. These two would probably play soccer when they get older.
Tsuna took a deep breath before relaxing into his bed. He closed his eyes and rubbed his tummy softly. The pains died down after a few minutes and Tsuna could feel the familiar haze of sleep clearing his mind.
He breathed deeply before bringing his blankets over him and let sleep over take him.
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A couple of hours later, Nana's voice roused Tsuna out of his sleep. He sleepily rose up from his bed, massaging a spot on his tummy and rubbing his eyes of sleep. He waddled around his room for a few moments before weakly looking in the mirror next to his dresser. His tired brown eyes stared at his equally brown mess of hair for another few moments. He shrugged and went for his door.
The pain in his lower abdomen returned a bit stronger and caused Tsunayoshi to flinch.
A thought in the back of Tsuna's mind told him that something was wrong, but the brunet ignored it as he walked down the hall, towards the stairs. The loud booming laughter of his father hit his eardrums and a groan of distaste bubbled from his chest.
Tsuna didn't really want to deal with his father right now.
No.
After just waking, being around Iemitsu was like standing in front of a fire truck with the sirens blaring loudly in your ear.
Loud, in other words.
"Ah, Tsuna!" Nana laughed daintily, "Your father's guest is here!"
The brunet looked over to the doorway where a man stood. He had grey hair that was combed back. Wrinkles marred his face, showing his age. With kind brown eyes, the man smiled brightly up at Tsunayoshi. The wrinkles around the corners of his mouth deepened and a warmth seemed to surround the man. He wore a navy suit with a striped dress shirt underneath. In his wrinkled hands was a wooden cane. A finely carved handle of a lion was being gripped tightly as it topped the cane.
"A-ah," the man breathed out softly as his eyes looked over Tsuna.
With a sudden rush of self-consciousness, an arm wrapped around the large mound of Tsuna's belly. A blush dusted the brunet's cheeks and he looked away from the old man.
"Hello..." Tsunayoshi greeted politely as he continued his descent down the stairs.
"Hello," the man wheezed out throatily, "It's nice to see you again, Tsunayoshi."
Tsuna nodded nervously then looked to Nana for help.
With a smile, Nana wrapped an arm around her son's shoulder. "Mr. Timoteo, here, is your father's boss," Nana introduced, waving a hand jovially at the man in front. "He used to visit a lot, when you were younger!"
Mr. Timoteo laughed softly as his smile widened. "Ah, but, Nana, that was years ago. I'm an old man now."
Tsunayoshi smiled awkwardly, but nodded in acknowledgement. He didn't remember any of it. So, all he had to go on was his parents' account.
Timoteo looked back over to Tsuna with that big smile. He hobbled up the entrance, his cane hitting the hardwood rhythmically. He walked up to Tsuna, with his free hand out in a gesture of a handshake.
"It's been a long time," the man wheezed again. "You've grown into a fine man, Tsunayoshi."
Tsuna took the man's hand reluctantly. "Um, yeah, it has..."
Nana lifted her arm off Tsuna. She smiled big and clapped to gain everyone's attention. "Well, if these pleasantries are done, I have dinner ready and an impatient five year old!"
Iemitsu boomed a loud yes of agreement and helped Timoteo into the dining room. Nana and Tsuna followed after them.
The pain returned once again, causing the brunet to flinch once again.
These pains were becoming more frequent and more painful.
Tsuna looked over to mother. He wondered whether or not he should tell her.
He shook his head and took his seat next to Lambo.
It should be fine.
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As everything was being served, Iemitsu and Timoteo were talking quietly to each other about work. Nana was helping her youngest son cut up his chicken. Tsunayoshi, however, was sitting there in pain as he picked apart his peas.
He tried hiding it, not to worry everyone at the table.
He didn't want to ruin dinner, especially since there was guest over. After dinner, he would quietly consult his mother.
If these pains were labour contractions, then he still had time. They weren't so bad.
Yeah, they hurt.
But, what else was labour supposed to feel like?
Then, again, there was always the possibility that this wasn't labour. After all, he still had a few weeks until he should go into labour.
He spooned a bit of his mashed potatoes onto his fork then brought it to his mouth.
"So, Tsunayoshi," Timoteo spoke, "I have a question for you."
Tsuna looked up. "Yea-"
The response broke off as a strong pain surged in his lower body. The brunet gasped, hunching over. His arms wrapped around his large belly desperately. Nana jumped up, frantically going to her son's side.
"Tsuna!" she screeched, rubbing the younger brunet's back. "Sweetie, are you okay?"
Tsuna breathed, remembering the exercises he practised with Kyoko. As he took his second deep breath, Tsuna felt something pop inside him and then something began to trickle down his lower regions. He gasped a second time, this time it sounding more surprised and less pained.
"What is it, Tsunayoshi?" Iemitsu asked, panicked.
Tsunayoshi looked up. He smiled, despite the dull pain in his abdomen.
"I think..." Tsuna gulped. "I t-think my water just broke."
A blush bloomed on his cheeks.
Gosh, was it awkward to say that!
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Author's Note: Well...It seems like I managed to get this chapter out early...I feel like such a fail author.
The first half of this is so awkward. Omg.
I didn't want to write a flashback, but at the same time, I wanted to explain what went on in G and Giotto's relationship.
(1)Okay, so I finally figured out that Giotto didn't have blue eyes. He had orange eyes. Fail, Luciiez, you just fail. I made it orange-brown so it sounded a bit more natural. :)
BY THE WAY, the poll regarding the remake is STILL open to voting.
Bye, everyone! I have Chapter 9 outlined so it may be out next month or the weekend after my midterm exams are finished.