｢Chapter 11｣
Maker was lying on her bed when Fighter came into her room through the connecting door. It was a very long day for the starlights. Even though it was tiring, it was still a joyous day as the birth day of the next heir in line. Everyone in the palace was celebrating. And the starlights had the privilege to be the first ones to see the new princess.
"Maker." Fighter called out and made her way towards the bed.
"Yes?" Maker responded as she sat up, scooted over to the other side of the bed, allowing Fighter to climb into the space that she previously laid on.
Fighter kneeled on the bed like a child will do, looking straight in Maker's eyes. Maker could sense a wave of sadness coming from Fighter at the moment. "What's wrong Fighter?" Maker asked as she embraced the depressed lover seated in front of her. 'Fighter, if you know how much my heart frowns when you're down. I want to you to be always happy. I don't want you to be upset. If I could be, I want to be your teddy bear for you to hug on. I want to be your clown to make you laugh.'
"Ne Maker" Fighter started out and continued having hesitated for a long while. "I'm sorry."
Maker frowned. 'Why are you sorry? You did nothing wrong, didn't you? You don't have to be sorry, dear. " Maker hoaxed.
Fighter pulled back from the contact and looked at Maker in her eyes. "I've never thought of this question until today. I never realise that there is actually something that I can't give you."
"What are you trying to say, Fighter?" Maker asked.
"What did you see in us, in the future?" Fighter asked rhetorically.
"Why do you ask?" Maker questioned.
"I - don't know." Fighter replied defeatedly.
"I think you are just tired, aren't you?" Maker suggested, still unable to guess what Fighter was trying to get through.
"I guessed so." Fighter answered. "But - I - " Fighter tilted her head, thinking about a good way to phrase her question.
Maker looked puzzledly at Fighter.
"I-" Fighter looked down on the blankets. "Have you ever regret loving me?" Fighter asked in the tiniest voice that she had. Her focus on the blanket started to get blurred.
"Why are you asking me this question." Maker turned cold suddenly, feeling hurt in her. 'Have you regretted Fighter?'
"I'm afraid that I'm not good enough for you."
"Fighter, you're never not good enough for me. You are more than enough that I can ask for." Maker assured, placing an encouraging pat on Fighter's head.
"I - I can't give you a future that a normal women look forward to." Fighter continued, burrowing deeper into her world of worries.
"Fighter. That's not I want. All I want is to be love by you and to love you. It's enough. It doesn't matter if we could have any children. It's a relationship between you and me."
Fighter looked up into Maker's eyes. 'Are you sure Maker?' "But - "
Before Fighter could say anything depressing again, Maker placed her lips on Fighter's. "Is this a good enough answer, Fighter?"
Uncertainties still float around Fighter's mind. 'Is she doing these just to make me happy? Maker tends to keep her inner feelings to herself. She may not meant what she was saying right now.'
"Fighter." Maker called out. "You should stop worrying about so much. Maker said worryingly.
'She's getting worried.' Fighter nodded her head and forced a smile. "I'm tired. Let's sleep." Fighter finished.
Maker woke up the next morning to find the space beside her empty. 'Where is she? It's unusual that she actually woke up earlier than me. Could it be that she did not managed to sleep last night?'
Maker started dressing up for the day, tying her hair in its usual way. 'Where would she be?'
It's a national holiday today, celebrating the birth of the new heir. 'I thought we could spend the day together today. Fighter should not be alone now, especially after she expressed her uncertainties in our love. Where is she?'
Maker continued walking around the palace, in search for the indigo haired starlight who was worrying her mind right now. When she walked past the new princess room, she heard the voice that she had been searching all the while.
Maker peeped through the ajar door. There she saw Fighter kneeling beside the cradle, holding a stuffed toy in her right hand.
"Shh. . . Don't cry okay? Everyone else is sleeping. Be a good girl okay? I will call on one of the guards to bring over your milk later." Maker heard Fighter spoke and saw her using the stuff toy and snuggled the little baby.
"Ge gek " A slight baby laughter could be heard by both.
"You are such an adorable angel. If only . . ." Fighter continued, using her fingers and tapped the nose of the baby.
Fighter rested her head on the railings of the cradle, watching the little newborn. Maker continued standing outside, watching the cute interactions inside the room. 'You like babies too, don't you Fighter.' That was the situation until the little girl decided to play a little prank on Fighter. She started wailing.
"Ah!" Fighter called out. She released her grip on the stuffed toy, causing the toy bear to fall into the cradle. "What should I do?" Fighter asked herself. She carried the princess out of the cradle and tried rocking her. But that does not work. The little tough princess decided that she should just continue crying.
Maker decided that she should step in now and give Fighter the help she required at the moment. She open the door slightly bigger and slipped into the room, closing the door after her.
"Come on, I'll do it." Maker said, reaching her hands out to pick the baby from Fighter. And when she did so, the little girl stopped crying.
"She likes you." Fighter stated, slightly jealous that the newborn prefers Maker over her. "I think she hates me."
"I don't think so Fighter. If she hates you, she wouldn't have played with you for so long, or even giggle at you. She kept crying when you carry her is due to the fact that you are holding her in a uncomfortable position." Maker reasoned.
"How did you know?" Fighter questioned. "You've been watching?"
Maker just nodded her head.
"Why are you here?" Fighter asked as she rested her chin on Maker's shoulder from the back, watching the princess from that view.
"I was looking for you. You went missing so early in the morning. I was worried." Maker replied, leaning her head against Fighter's gingerly.
"Ah! She's so cute" The both of them commented together when the little girl yawned, showing her tired face to the both of them.
"Can I try carrying her again?" Fighter asked as she removed her chin from Maker's shoulder. "You can teach me how to hold her correctly."
"Yep!" Maker replied, placing the baby back onto Fighter's arms, moving the position gently to achieve the comfortable position that she mentioned not long ago.
And at the same moment, Kakkyu came into the room with Ryuuji without the two knowing about it.
"They felt like they are the parents more than us, Ryuuji." Kakkyu joked, startling the two starlights in the room.
Maker took the chance to move away from Fighter. "Ouhi, what are you saying. I'm just teaching Leader to hold the baby in the right way, so that the incident from yesterday won't happen again." Maker tried to explain.
"You don't have to be so serious, Maker. I was just kidding." Kakkyu stated. "Anyway, what are the two of you doing so early here."
"I came to look at the princess. Maker came after to do the same thing as well." Fighter replied, returning the baby back to her mom.
"I see." Kakkyu smiled. "It's great to have you all starlights helping me out. I'm so grateful"
"You are welcome, Ouhi" They replied at the same time.
"Anyway, have you thought of the name already?" Fighter continued.
"Hai! Her name will be Juukyu." Kakkyu replied with a serious look in her face.
And her answer had shocked all in the room except for Maker.
"Ouhi, are you kidding? " Fighter asked.
"Do I looked like I am?" Kakkyu asked innocently.
"Kak- It's sounds weird for a princess." Ryuuji said to Kakkyu.
"I can't chose. The heir must follow a pattern in the naming." Kakkyu looked helplessly at Ryuuji.
"Ouhi, why not name a pet name for the princess?" Maker suggested.
"Pet name? That's one good idea! Thanks Maker!" Kakkyu replied elatedly. "Himeko?"
The rest nodded their head in agreement of the name given to the princess.
"We'll leave you alone, Ouhi." Fighter said, ushering Maker to leave the room as they paid their respect.
Fighter sat on Maker's bed, with a basket covered with a cloth beside her. 'Where's Maker? She's not back yet? She should be back by now?" Fighter pouted as she thought.
Just as Fighter was in her own thoughts, the room door opened.
"Maker!" Fighter jumped off the bed and leaped towards Maker, hugging her tightly.
"What happened?" Maker asked blurry as she closed the door.
"I just missed you." Fighter pouted and she pulled Maker towards the bed, picking up the basket and place it in front of Maker. "For you!"
"For?" Maker questioned as she raised one of the eyebrow.
"It's your birthday tomorrow. I want this to be the first present you are going to receive." Fighter answered cheerfully.
Maker blushed as warm blood rushed up her head. "Thanks."
'I like to see my Maker reacting in this way. This is one of the very few chance where I can catch her blushing.' Fighter thought as she smiled innerly. "Open the cloth and see whether you like it or not." Fighter beamed.
"Okay. Its kinda heavy though. What's in there?" Maker asked as she started pulling the cloth off the opening. And the first thing she saw was a bundle of pale brown with tinge of white fur. "KAWAII" Maker screamed out. It was a little puppy sleeping inside the basket.
Maker placed the basket on the bed, carrying the puppy up in her arms. She was grinning so brightly that Fighter sees herself staring at Maker. "What's his name?" Maker asked as she carried the now awaken puppy up in the air.
"Mochi." Fighter replied.
"Mochi?" Maker repeated. "That's so cute! Hi Mochi!" Maker greeted the puppy. The puppy just yawned and stuck out his tongue.
'This the Maker that I will want to see every day. Her real smile.'
"Thank you Fighter!" Maker kissed Fighter on her cheeks before sitting down on the bed with Mochi in her arms. Her eyes were fixed on Mochi all these while.
"You know what?" Fighter started off, sitting on the bed beside Maker. This caused Maker to avert her attention to Fighter. " A kiss on the cheek is not enough thanks for this present." Fighter continued as she glazed deep into Maker. Mochi jumped off Maker's arms as Fighter sat in closer to Maker, holding her by her shoulder.
"Stop licking me, Maker!' Fighter groaned as she felt something wet going across her face.
"I am not." Maker replied from where she was standing, in front of the dressing table, brushing her hair.
Fighter was puzzled. The voice of Maker sounded distant. Not as what she had expected. She opened her eyes, only to see a ball of brown fur standing on her body, with his pinkish tongue going all over her face.
"AHH!" Fighter screamed as she sat up, panting heavily from the shock. She grabbed Mochi away from her, stopping the cute little puppy from licking her face.
"Good Morning." Maker said sarcastically to Fighter.
"What is Mochi doing on the bed?" Fighter questioned, as she settled Mochi on the blanket, using the free hands to wipe her face.
"Mochi is a good alarm clock I realised." Maker replied cheekily.
"You!" Fighter started.
'Maker, I'm glad that you are all loosen up for this very moment. I want this moment to stay as what it is.'
A/N: This chapter is specially dedicated to my dear bestie ESTII! Happy _ Birthday to you! Hopefully (: Hope that you enjoyed this ! (:
Yupps updates will go slow for the next few days, as I have got to write my assignments instead of stories. :(