A/N: *twitch* Neither of us likes any of the pairings in this. Seriously. There is MomoKai, which, despite what happened in the Notebook for those who read it (…Has that happened yet in the Notebook?), we very much HATE, and Pillar Pair, which we think is much too father-son to actually work romantically (they don't even have sex in the frickin' OT5 drabble). Inui/Fuji isn't so bad, and we don't actually hate it (otherwise we wouldn't have put it on the list of pairings we wanted to do), but it's still cracktastic and weird and messes up all our other pairings besides Golden Pair. Scarlet actually wrote this one, but I felt I needed to make a note because really, she wrote all these pairings that we usually pretty much both despise.
Also, Scarlet stole one of my names for Inui's child with KAIDOH for this. Damn you, Scarlet.--Katie
Disclaimer: Not ours. When did these get so boring?
Drabble the twenty-third: Inui/Fuji
"Tezuka, would you mind if I made a…" Fuji cleared his throat a little, "a personal announcement to the regulars?"
Tezuka looked as the hand Fuji had placed on his forearm and then at the tensai's face. "A personal announcement?" He was already wary. Fuji had asked to sit out of practice today. He sighed softly. "Can you wait until after practice?"
"Of course." Fuji removed the hand from Tezuka's arm and returned to sit on the bench.
Tezuka looked at his arm and rubbed the spot where Fuji's hand was nervously. Something was not right.
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Later they stood in a semicircle around Fuji in the locker room.
Inui stepped forward from the half circle and stood next to Fuji .
Hair on the back of the captain's neck stood on end. Anything involving both the analyst and the tensai could not be good.
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"Pregnant?" Tezuka heard Oishi ask the tensai. He couldn't speak. He was seeing visions of a small child with honey colored hair and a deceptive smile, eyes partially hidden by a pair of spectacles, a large blood-covered knife in hand… He gulped.
"That's so awesome, Fujiko!" Eiji shouted, bringing Tezuka back to the present.
"Buchou, you look pale." Ryoma stood close to Tezuka's side. "Are you all right?" He peered up out of the corner of his eyes at the third year.
Tezuka nodded stiffly. He looked at the rest of the team. Oishi was frowning in thought. Eiji was cuddling Fuji excitedly. Momo and Kaidoh were eying each other warily, communicating that they would not babysit for the frightening couple. Ever. Ryoma stepped behind Tezuka as the tensai turned to look at the captain.
"Tezuka, I was wondering if you would be the godfather?"
He heard Ryoma snort behind him.
"I'd be honored, Fuji."
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"Tezuka-san?" The little girl peered around the doorframe.
"Haruka? What are you doing out of bed?" Tezuka asked groggily.
"I miss my daddy and my papa…"
Tezuka stood up and picked up the four-year-old and carried her back to the bed.
"I can't believe they still let her sleep with them…" Ryoma turned over and cuddled the little girl to his chest.
Tezuka petted the little girl's head. She had Inui's dark hair, though it was soft like Fuji's. The couple had had her large green eyes checked multiple times and had found no vision problems. And best of all, some god had seen it fit to take the genes from Fuji that made his little brother's personality and give them to the girl.
The only time she had ever shown an inkling of the sadistic personalities her parents possessed was when a boy had teased her cousin Ami, Momoshiro and Kaidoh's daughter, at the playground. There was a very angry parent at the tensai's doorstep the next morning; the little boy in tow had a very tender looking right cheek. Tezuka had happened to be over then and had found it quite amusing.
Tezuka leaned down and kissed her forehead, then Ryoma's lips, before scooting back underneath the quilts and pulling both of the smaller bodies against him.
