Hope shook his messy hair out as he answered the door. "Hey Hope you ready?", Serah smiled like the bright sunshine. Hope nodded lethargically, "Yeah. I've got some boxes and made room last night." Serah pulled him by the arm, "Come on then!" Hope allowed himself to be dragged to the car, still tired after all that happened the day before.
Light opened the door, looking a lot better than she had earlier, "Hey. Wanna get started?" Hope had managed to compose himself on the way to Light's house. He held up a cardboard box, "If you are ready." "Hm. Like I wouldn't be. Let's get started.", Light replied, practically dragging Hope inside. Hope smiled at the familiar pull, happy that she was herself today.
"We can get started in here.", she said, pointing to a room that appeared to be her bedroom. It wasn't very furnished, but all the essentials were there and usable. Serah carried a couple boxes in, "Okay, we'll just do the same process we did when I moved out." "Refresh my memory, Serah. It's been awhile.", Light said, picking up a pile of clothes and stuffing it roughly into the box. Serah thought for a second, "It has hasn't it? What we did was we had the boys, well now it would be just Hope, load up the car with the boxes as we filled them. I'll organize them so everything fits in as little trips as possible. You think you could tape up and package all the fragile things Light?", Serah's eyes flicked to Lightning's colorful array of weaponry. "Yeah.", Light replied, "I'll get it done."
Serah tossed Hope her keys, "Go clear out the trunk and bring the empty boxes okay?" Hope nodded, but missed catching the keys, the metal clanking as it hit him in the head. Light smirked, "I guess that we need to add catching to the list of things you need to learn... I think it should go after throwing though." Hope picked the keys off the ground while sticking his tongue out at Light, "A whole list huh?" "Oh yes. I was going to write it down, but I generally lose things like that.", Light said, smirking at her boyfriend's immature reply. Serah giggled as she found a piece of crinkled paper under Light's desk, "Then what's this?" "Hmm...?", Light asked, busily wrapping tape on her spare, spare, spare gun blade.
"1) Cooking, 2) Handling sharp objects, 3) Choosing date locations... gosh Hope, there's over 40 things on here!", Serah held the paper out to him. Light smirked, "Whoops. Probably did write it then." Hope snatched it up, "17) Kissing, 18) Choice of pizza toppings, 19) Cellphone usage-REALLY LIGHT?", Hope shoved the paper in her face, "What is with number 20? Really?" "Umm... sorry, sudden onset pregnancy induced amnesia. Refresh my memory?", Light asked, attempting to use the kid as an excuse. Hope just dropped the paper in her lap with a look and she picked it up.
"Err...number 20... Don't leave your underwear on the floor after... things happen... What? It's annoying!", Light stated in exasperation. Hope huffed, "Fine, fine, but I'll have you know mushrooms and black olives on pizza is good!" "Yeeeah. Whatever helps you sleep Hope, whatever helps you sleep.", Light said without looking up from wrapping a gun blade. Hope turned and took a box Serah had prepared out, not having a snappy reply as usual. Light smirked, "I win." Hope heard and whispered to himself, "In your own words, there is always the next battle to be won..." "But I'm gonna win that one too.", Light said to Serah and grinned once again.
Serah asked as casually as she could, "So... you're pregnant... do you think you'll have to go on leave?" "Eh... later, maybe. Not now, unless it gets too bad.", Light replied, taping the last of her twenty five or so gun blades. She nodded but bit her lip, "I understand. Does Hope know that...?" "Yeah. Hope understands... probably.", she remarked, shrugging her shoulders, "We really didn't discuss much other than what to do with it... er.. him/her yesterday..." "Him/her? Light, give it a nickname until you know!", she said matter-of-factly.
"Sure. Him/her is the nickname. I don't think it would be very considerate.", she said, carting a couple of the gun blades to Hope, taking care to place them down softly. "Break them, you die.", she whispered to him, who nodded nervously at the sharp objects. Serah whined, "Liiiight...don't call them that! It sounds like you don't care!" "Them? It's just one... right, Hope?", she asked, laughing nervously.
He sweat-dropped until Serah corrected, "No, it's just nice to say 'them' if you don't know. See, this is why you need a nickname!" "Like what? 'It?' 'The baby?' Umm... I dunno...", Light hesitated. Serah raised a hand to her chin, "Uhn...well you said he/she keeps huggling your insides." She clapped her hands together, "What about 'The Huggler'?" Light smiled, "I suppose that would be funny. The Huggler huh?", she asked, placing a hand over her stomach. Hope paused then agreed, "Yeah, it is nicer to call them that..."
"IT'S ONLY ONE!", Light said, chucking a gun blade at him out of sudden frustration. Somehow, he managed to dodge and he urged, "I was just being polite!" "I DECIDED IT IS ONE, SO IT IS ONE!", she hollered, and then, just as suddenly, returned to putting her weapons into boxes. He shot Serah a dazed look and she deadpanned, "Mood swings. She'll do that."
Light handed him a big box full of sharp weapons, "See? All done. I win." He side-looked to Serah, who motioned to concede. He sighed, "Okay I admit defeat. Have everything ready?" "Mhm.", she replied, while looking around the apartment.
"It looks...empty.", she murmured. Serah sadly smiled, "The last time it was this empty, we had just moved in using the money we had inherited." "Now we're both moving on, a decade later...", Light said, sticking a hand out to Serah, "It feels like yesterday we walked into here, and you fell asleep just like that." She took her hand, "I was tired and scared. But you always took care of me..." "And I always will. Cause that idiot you married can't seem to do it quite right.", Light said and smiled.
Serah murmured, "Give him a little more credit. But I'll always look to you too." "Che. Fine, I'll try.", she said, "It's pretty hard to find stuff to give him credit for, though, if he's always blundering around like that." She squeezed her hand, "Oh Light, you know he makes me happy. Remember he promised to you." "Hmm...Ok.", she replied.
Hope walked up behind them, "Ready to go? It's all packed up and ready." Serah looked up at Light. "Yeah. I did my goodbyes last night.", she said, grinning,"Come on, Hope. We better get started on that list. On second thought, let's leave that til maternity leave. At least I'll have something to do, then.", she said, laughing. He chuckled, "Okay, okay... I'll try my best then. Today, we can get settled okay?"
"Right, right.", she said, walking out the door of the apartment for the last time, taking one last look through the door to the empty apartment in which she and Serah, until quite recently, had spent the last decade.