In My Life
Chapter Two
"You're going to Ishizu, right?" Otogi asked, stopping by Yami's cubicle, watching him pack up the papers he was to bring home.
"Yeah, and I lied to Katsuya about going with you to the mall to help you pick out shoes." He said, taking his coat from the hanger in the corner of his cubicle. "So you better make up a story about how we were too picky on the shoes."
"Sounds easy enough." He said, walking with Yami to the elevator. "You have to give me a copy of whatever that Ishizu lady is going to give you. It makes me want a baby, too." Otogi chuckled. "I can just ride Hiroto every night then to be able to get that baby in there,"
Yami laughed. "Well, not every night," he said. "Katsuya and I aren't really that sexually active, just do it when you're in the mood." Yami pushed the button at the elevator. "And when you hit the right moment, when your body is ready, then you'll have your baby," he smiled.
"It sounds so exciting, a baby," Otogi said thoughtfully. "It sounds so happy and fun!" they went in , and Yami pushed the button to the ground floor, while Otogi pushed the button to the basement parking.
"Maybe," the smile stayed on his face. "If Katsuya is going to be cooperative, then I think this will be easy. If not, I think we're going to have a very long talk about how he should face it that he's going to be a daddy," he sighed.
"Look, if he doesn't want the kid, then throw him out." Otogi held his shoulders. "Yes, it will be hard and yes, it will hurt, but it will get somefive burden off of you. You have a baby to take care of, Yami. You don't have to also take care of an immature asshole. Okay?" he smiled at Yami's light nod. "Be strong. I'll see you tomorrow," he waved Yami goodbye as he stepped onto the ground floor. "The ultrasound photos, I demand to have a copy!"
There was what looked like a teary, tired smile. "Yeah, I'll get you copies," he, too, waved goodbye.
"Well, now that we know you've got a healthy two month old baby," Ishizu sat down on her chair behind her desk. "Mind telling your neesan who the lucky daddy is?" she asked, handing him the envelope of all the information she had gotten from the tests she conducted on him.
Yami sat on one of the chairs before Ishizu's desk. "I wouldn't say lucky, really," he said. "Katsuya is the father; I don't think he'll be happy hearing this." Yami sighed. "I know I should be happy, I know, and I am, I'm having a baby," he paused, thinking of what Jounouchi would say. He had just given him a hint, but it seemed to him that Jounouchi didn't get it at all. "He says he's not ready but so am I, and I think he's ready to leave once he finds out,"
"Why don't you try and break it to him slowly? That might work," she said, listing the name of the prenatal vitamins she wanted Yami to take.
"It's not that easy!" Yami almost exclaimed, with somehow a desperate tone. "Katsuya is hard headed, he may be smart but when it comes to responsibilities like this he's too stupid! Work might be a big responsibility, but it's not as big as this! He even said it himself, he's not good with kids!"
Ishizu moved from behind her desk and sat down on the chair opposite the panicking mommy-to-be. She put her hands on his shoulders. "You trust him, right? You love him, right?" she asked, "Then if you trust and love him, you'd think the other way around, that he'd welcome your new baby and look into the future with a positive outlook." She said. "I know you're scared Yami, but so is Jounouchi, just like you said, he's not ready. Not everyone is prepared to become a mom or a dad, Yami,"
Yami looked at her, choking back the tears. He didn't want to cry, he wanted to smile, but with all the things he heard from Jounouchi he thought it was impossible to. Ishizu gave him a small smile. "What if he doesn't like it? What if he leaves-"
"Yami," she called his name out softly. "You can work this out. I'll help. I'll be here," she wiped a tear that escaped Yami's eye with a finger.
"You promise?" Yami wiped his wet cheek with the sleeve of his shirt.
"I promise," still her smile was there. "You might not know, just around the corner there'll be someone who'd be more than willing to be your baby's daddy if Jounouchi leaves. You may have heard this before, but be strong, Yami. Be very strong for your baby." With that, Ishizu reached over to the other side of her desk and gave him the prenatal prescription vitamins, some tips and the stills of the ultrasound.
Yami smiled upon seeing the photos. "He's beautiful,"
"Yes, he is," she put all of the papers in an envelope. "Take a taxi home. Don't use the train. It's dangerous. You may not be able to sit down, and some people like to purposely hit other people as they move inside the train, and you might get hurt. And don't try walking, Yami. I'm way too far from your apartment. If you still were living in your grandfather's house I might just let you walk."
"Have dinner with me?" he asked, out of the blue. "I'd like some company. To celebrate a bit, before Katsuya says something I might not like,"
"Of course." Ishizu stood up and went behind her desk to fix her papers. "You don't mind twins going, right? They're on their way here from school."
"Marik and Malik? Sure, I don't mind." He smiled. "I haven't seen them in a while, so I'd love to have them come." Yami stood up as well and took his coat from the hanger by the office door. Before long, he heard to familiar voices. Familiar, yet so different. "Is that them?"
"Yes." Ishizu smiled, hanging up her white coat in a closet nearby.
"Oneesan!" two high school boys entered the office, and pecked Ishizu's cheeks, one for each of them. "Yami-niisan!" they chorused, happy to see someone they hadn't seen in a long time.
"How've you been?" asked Malik. "Long time no see!"
"Yeah, it has been some time, hasn't it?" Yami was glad to have seen the twins again. "You were just in middle school the last time I saw you, when Grandpa passed away. you've grown quite the ladies' men, haven't you?" he joked.
"You have absolutely no idea, Yami." Said Ishizu, grabbing her bag and keys from the drawer.
"Come on! I heard from the secretary you're going out!" said Marik, not bothering to let go of his messenger bag.
"Beers on us!" Malik continued.
"Oh, no, I'm not allowed beer," Yami declined politely with a smile.
"Why not?" Marik asked. "I mean, you're the only one not going to drink. Neesan's going to drink, obviously,"
Silence.
Yami didn't want to tell anyone just yet. But they were Ishizu's brothers, maybe they were an exception. "Well, the thing is." He bit his lip. He thought telling them would be a good idea, since they were good kids. "I'm pregnant, and alcohol isn't very nice to drink when you've got a baby growing inside you,"
"Really?" the two platinum blondes chorused. "That's great!" both of them hugged him, only ever so lightly. Just enough to show that they were happy for him. "Milk's on us, then," Malik chuckled. "Shall we go?"
"Come on, sis, I'll drive!" said Marik, trying to get the keys from her.
"Absolutely not you animal," she joked, not letting him take the keys from her. "Alright, everybody out. My secretary's going to close up any minute now." Ishizu led them out of her office, and out of her clinic, into her car.
Yami sat in the front seat, and the twins sat at the back. "So, Yami, who's the daddy?" Marik asked curiously as Ishizu started the car, and turned on the headlights. "Do we know him? Like, really, really, closely know him?"
Yami laughed. "Well, of course you do. It's Katsuya." He said. "But don't tell him just yet. I'm trying to find the right time on when to break it to him." And that wasn't going very well, at all. Just last night he found out Jounouchi didn't exactly want to have a child. All good relationships end up with children, (unless one of the parties was barren) as he had observed in the years since he had learned how to think.
"Why not? I mean, he has the right to know, doesn't he?" Malik asked as he buckled in, just like the other three in the car who did the same.
"Now, now, don't go butting in people's lives, you two," said Ishizu as she drove out the clinic's garage, making a left turn, headed for the resto-bar the twins pertained to.
"No, it's okay. No use hiding from you three anyways. Besides, you're practically family." Yami gave a big sigh. "I don't want to tell him because, there's a big possibility that he's going to reject it, have it aborted, or if I decide to keep it and he doesn't like it he'll leave me."
Marik and Malik raised their brows. "Well that's an awfully stupid thing to do." Both said. "For Jounouchi, that is," added Malik.
"It might be stupid, but in real life that happens a lot. Life isn't a fairytale, you know," said Ishizu. "Not all mommies-to-be have a prince who knocked them up and who's willing to be there for them and treat their baby like a princess or a prince. Some have ugly humpbacks,"
"Hey, Quasimodo wasn't a bad guy!" Marik argued.
Yami laughed quietly to himself. "By humpback, I think she meant ugly face, ugly attitude, ugly decisions,"
"You passed by it! You passed by it!" Malik whined, looking back to the resto-bar they went past. "Go back, Neesan!"
"Alright, alright, no need to be fussy about it, dear baby brother," Ishizu made a U-turn, and parked on the parking space in front of the resto-bar. "Here we are and time to celebrate." She pulled the keys out and stepped out the car, after the other three, and locked the car.
"I don't think I've been here before," said Yami, going in the resto-bar behind the twins.
"That's because you don't drink much, Yami-niisan," said Marik as they sat on a vacant table, and waving to Malik who had just ordered the beer and Yami's soda. "A lot of high school students come here after school,"
"I got you a lemon soda, Yami-niisan, and Neesan I got you a light beer," Malik sat down beside his sister.
"Thanks," Yami nodded with a smile. "Excuse me for a second," he stood up. "I need to go to the men's room,"
"I think I need to go, too. Excuse us," Marik stood up as well, and went after Yami. "So, when are we going shopping, and things like that?"
"You're more excited than I am," Yami chuckled, entering the men's room, and the sound of moans and sounds of pleasure came from one of the cubicles. "Why didn't they just get a room nearby? It's disgusting," he whispered, turning on the faucet, and washing his hands.
"There are just some people who are immoral enough," Marik rolled his eyes and washed his hands, too.
"I said move your hips, bitch!"
Yami's eyes widened, and stopped from lathering the soap in his hands. He knew that voice.
"Yeah, that's good; you should have done that earlier before you got me pissed."
The water flowed from the faucet and rinsed Yami's still form. "H-hey, you okay?" Marik asked.
"Kick the door open." He whispered shakily, turning off the faucet.
"What?!"
"Kick the door open, Marik," he said again.
"O-okay," Marik did as Yami told him, and kicked the cubicle door open.
The door hit the cubicle walls with a bang, disturbing the two people who were having sex in it. "Hey, who the fuck-" Jounouchi stopped moving his hips and looked behind his back to find out who kicked the door open. He saw Yami standing there in front of him, shocked frozen on his feet. "Yami…"
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