Someone has read through my mind~ (wails, then laughs) Hahaha it's ok, I was wondering when someone would notice what my plans are, but now I'm not going to say anything and let you guys figure out what I'm rambling about (laughs). And I was hoping to keep it as a continuous secret until the next few chapter too.. (pouts) And no, the criminal isn't from any of my previous stories, I'll give you a hint though (winks).
Manga.
And from there, figure out what I'm talking about~ (flies away) I hope you all enjoy this chapter, sexiness in the end, ehehe~
"What are you are dawdling around for? If this is a dangerous Strain, you'd all be screwed by now!" Seri shouts at the exhausted Scepter 4 troop. Ever since morning, Saruhiko notices that his Vice-Captain's mood is unbearably hot and fiery to the point where even Reisi is keeping a safe distance from her. "Fushimi! Come down here and perform your duties!" she shouts at the office windows where the aforementioned agent is hiding.
Saruhiko can only click his tongue at the command but ignores it, knowing it's her temper talking rather than her own power. "Fushimi-kun, are you not going out there? She did call you out," Reisi's voice could be heard talking behind him calmly. Turning around, Saruhiko leers at his King without a word, but Reisi continues to remain calm and smiles in his usual cool and cold way.
"I'm not going anywhere near her when she's like this," Saruhiko sighs out in a bored manner before returning to his desk. She gave him tons of paperwork earlier and now she expects him to run around the field with the rookies. Is she finally going insane? How does Izumo even deal with her? "Besides," he continues blandly whilst cracking his knuckles. "She seems to have gotten things under control with those rookies,"
Reisi's smile only widens with mirth when he hears that. Truly, Saruhiko never changes throughout the years even when he's married and waiting for his child to be born. Speaking of his child...
"Fushimi-kun," Reisi calls out again only to be answered with an exasperated and annoyed 'what?' from his subordinate. "How far along is your partner? I hope he's doing well with that miracle child growing inside of him. Truly, his condition is rather fascinating," the Blue King ponders with a stroke of his chin. Even though in his 30's, Reisi still looks youthful and hardly changes his looks over the years. His skin is still porcelain fair, and his eyes never losing the intensity behind them.
The Scepter 4 agent only hums in answer as his deft fingers dance across the keyboards, typing down what needs to be done. "He's still irritated at most times, but tolerable, and he's starting to show a bit even though he's only 15 weeks along," Saruhiko answers without any hint of emotion or eye contact whatsoever with his superior. "Good news is, he managed to keep most of what he eats down, though what he eats is still bizarre, and he's more energetic,"
This time it's Reisi's turn to hum as he ponders on the former Homra vanguard's condition. To show at the 15th week, now that seems rather unusual as the belly wouldn't protrude until in the next couple of weeks. But perhaps it's because the crow had been pregnant before, and that due to his age, his skin is less tight and stretches out easily. All in all, the Blue King isn't truly sure, but deep down he couldn't wait to see his subordinate's child. I wonder who he or she will look like, he wonders with a smile.
"Captain," Saruhiko's voice cuts through the King's thoughts like a saber slicing through the air. Calm, curious purple eyes met irritated blue ones as Saruhiko tries his hard not to cringe or even say something unnecessary to Reisi. "Please don't smile when you think about Misaki or our child like that, it's creepy, and frankly, it disturbs me,"
Reisi is quite shocked when he hears this but then his smile returns and he laughs a little at Saruhiko's disgusted reaction. "Please forgive me," the Blue King bows his head a little in apology. "I didn't mean to give out such an expression, but your mate's condition is just too intriguing for me to leave out alone, and I just have to know every one of his welfare," he says before continuing. "And I truly wonder who your child will turn out, perhaps he or she will have your facial outcome but your mate's temper, or vice versa,"
"Captain," Saruhiko says again but this time he didn't continue any further, indicating to Reisi to just drop the rather freaky, stalker-like subject so he could finish his work. Reisi nods in understanding before he bids his leave to Saruhiko. The third top agent quietly watches his Captain leaving the office with a quirked brow before returning to his work. That guy seriously needs to go and have a girlfriend, he creeps the hell out of me sometimes, he thought grimly as his fingers continue to type away.
Reisi laughs a little as he leaves the offices to return to his own. As far as he's known, Seri and Misaki are about at the same conception week, hence the crow is most probably just as moody and easily angered as Seri is, and also the reason Saruhiko is spending extra time in the offices. Even I wouldn't go anywhere near Awashima-kun when she's in this mood, Reisi thought with mirth before lithely entering his private office.
Hours passed by and lunch time slowly drawls closer. In the fields, Seri is finally releasing her exhausted underlings off to eat while Saruhiko stretches his back after sitting for so long. It's time for me to go home and check up on what Misaki is doing, and give him his lunch too while I'm at it, the Scepter 4 agent thought with a heaving sigh.
Misaki's appetite has gotten quite ferocious and he starts to ask even more weird food and demands, not only that, he regularly has nosebleeds and even stuffed nose too. Upon asking Dr. Yuzuki, she explained how those symptoms are quite normal and nothing to be worried over as they will pass in time. And Misaki's gained around five pounds too... Saruhiko thought with a snort.
Peeking out the window, he could see the tired troops making their way inside, some of them are too wiped out to walk on their own and needed assistance from their team members. A rather sadistic grin spreads across his face when he sees that, wondering why the rookies nowadays are such softies and could hardly handle some field exercises. "But then it's the Vice-Captain when she's on a mood swing, no one wants to go anywhere near that demon," he mumbles lowly to himself as he tore his gaze away to turn off his laptop.
"Who is a demon, Fushimi?" Seri's voice suddenly sounds from behind him. His eyes grew wide for a fraction of a second before he calmly gets up from his seat, a neat stack of papers balanced precariously on his left arm while he uses his right to close the laptop. Seri's eyes narrowed when he didn't answer but she could tell from his body language that somehow he wasn't talking about her. Though she knows that he can hide his intention exceptionally well.
Sighing, he turns to face her with a bored look on his face. "Misaki is," he answers with a click of his tongue. "His crazy mood swings and constant demand for alien food made me think of him as some sort of demon from Kyoto, rather than the sweet, angelic Misaki I knew before he got pregnant again," the Scepter 4 agent explains with a lazy wave of his arm. He then strode across the room to stand in front of her, his expression bored and yet set hard.
"These are the paperwork you asked me to do earlier this morning. So far I've gotten half of them, I'll finish the other half later on after I check up on Misaki and have my lunch," Saruhiko points out whilst putting the papers on her table. Had he been like the rest of the agents, he wouldn't be able to lie so smoothly to her or even face her eye-to-eye like this. Good thing he's nothing like the others.
Seri doesn't look too happy and was about to retort back, only to feel her head spin and that she needs to sit down before anything happens to her. Perhaps it was the heat, she thought tiredly as she rubs her temple. Retrieving the papers from Saruhiko, she quickly dismisses him without much word and he went out of the office before anyone has a chance to stop him or ask silly questions.
Back in the office, Seri wonders if checking over Misaki every day is a good thing, but then again knowing Saruhiko; it wouldn't be all that weird to begin with.
Saruhiko trudges down the hallways and out of Scepter 4 in an instant as he grabs a lunch bento from a nearby grocery store. Since he's too busy to cook Misaki's favourite meals, normally the grocery store near the headquarters would be his primary stop, and Misaki never complained about the food anyway as he wolfed down everything that's been given to him. Making sure Misaki has his nutrients is one way for Saruhiko to contribute as Misaki becomes vulnerable from carrying the life inside him.
As Saruhiko drives home, his mind reels back to a few weeks prior when he and Anna found a henchman working for their wanted Strain criminal. The henchman was about to break into their house, but Anna managed to see through it and they both worked together to catch him. Unfortunately before they could get the identity of the Strain, the henchman killed himself as a last attempt, leaving Saruhiko frustrated. Even Anna couldn't tell who the Strain is as the image is always too dark for her to see clearly.
A Strain from our past who seeks vengeance...but who could it be? There are a lot of Strains Scepter 4 deals with, Saruhiko thought darkly as he continues his journey home. The trip hardly took time as he finally pulls up to his driveway, the neighbourhood quiet as it's too hot for the children to play outside, even the dogs and other pets lay down somewhere in the shade to keep cool.
Getting out of his car, Saruhiko marches up the entrance and unlocks the door swiftly, the lunch he bought for Misaki clutched tightly in his grasp. Upon entering, he could hardly hear any sounds from the inside, but as he goes in deeper, he could hear explosions and cheering from the living room. A small smile graces his lips when he realizes that Misaki is keeping himself busy by playing some videogames.
"Misaki," he calls out and is quickly answered with a 'what?' from the inside. "I got you some lunch, stop playing and eat something will you? Do you want our kid to be a midget too?" Saruhiko clicks his tongue in mock irritation. He places the lunch on the dining table and marches over towards Misaki, only to widen his eyes in shock when he sees the mountain of chocolates all around his love.
"What is all this, Misaki?" Saruhiko scolds the crow loudly, causing Misaki to jolt in surprise from his game. Curious brown eyes meet a pair of angered icy blue, though Misaki doesn't even look guilty of eating that large amount of chocolate in such a short time. "How much have you been eating? Did you went out to get all these? I know that Dr. Yuzuki said the craving is normal but this is too much!"
Saruhiko's tone went from easy scolding to an angry roar, causing Misaki to flinch a little in surprise. The crow wanted to say something, but the words are stuck at his throat, causing him to clam up and Saruhiko to get even angrier. "Get off your game and go eat something, I'm going back to Scepter 4," he finalizes and walks out the door without another word. Misaki crawls a little towards him to say something and still his throat betrays him.
Now alone, Misaki realizes his little mistake and disables his game. He knew that his craving sometimes get to him, but what is he supposed to do? If he doesn't get what his tongue wants, he'd go crazy. It's not like you've never deal with me having food craving before, he thought grumpily. Rising to his aching feet, Misaki trudges over to the food Saruhiko bought him and takes a whiff at the scent. Even though his nausea died down, sometimes it'll be triggered again if the food's smell isn't to his liking.
"Heh, that monkey actually bought something decent for once," the crow snorts with a smile, though his smile is strained as his tears threatens to spill down his face. "Stupid hormones, making me cry over the stupidest thing, and why am I eating so much than before anyway?" Misaki grumbles alone whilst rubbing his slowly protruding belly. Sitting down on the chair, he then proceeds to quietly eat his food while thinking of some sort of way to apologize to Saruhiko later on.
Back at Scepter 4, Saruhiko had just arrived and stalks back towards his office when Seri caught hold of his arm. Turning around to face his superior with a sharp glare, he was surprised to see her retuning the look tenfold, and with swirling pulses of aura to boot. Crap, she's pissed, he thought woefully and with a click of his tongue.
"Fushimi," she drawls out slowly to hide her hidden anger. He could feel her hot blood throbbing in her veins beneath her skin as she puts a hand on his shoulder. "The paperwork you gave me were all nothing but some jumble of words put together in a sorry attempt to make it as a report. I suggest you sit back down and rewrite the whole thing all over again," Seri concludes as her eyes flash blue in irritation, a sure sign she'll lash out at him with her saber if he dares to say anything.
Sighing in exasperation and nodding his head, Seri finally releases him and he slumps back to his desk. I shouldn't have scolded Misaki like that, he thought dejectedly as he restarts on his work. He doesn't feel motivated, he's tired and hungry, and all he wants to do is just go home and apologize to Misaki for scolding him so harshly. I should have known better, he's not feeling himself nowadays anyway, Saruhiko continues with his grim thoughts.
After typing away for what felt like eternity, he finally finishes his work and pops his fingers from the soreness creeping up his joints. Making sure that his reports are no longer a jumble of words, he prints them out and hands them over to Seri who suddenly has an attack of the dizzy spell, thus sending her mood into deeper depths of foulness. Saruhiko didn't stay long, and rushes away before she could say or do anything.
Before he could even step out of Scepter 4's grounds though, he receives a call from Misaki, and as one who wouldn't deny a call from his beloved, no matter how mad he was, Saruhiko answers it. "Saruhiko..." Misaki's voice drifts into his ears slowly, sounding guilty and sad. "I'm sorry..."
That sad tone breaks Saruhiko's resolve like a twig. After telling Misaki to stay put and not go anywhere or do anything, he makes a mad dash towards his car, turns it up and peels off the road as fast as he could go. "Misaki is sorry, he shouldn't be sorry, the mistake was mine and I was too stupid to realize it," Saruhiko growls to himself as he steps on the pedal as if he's going to bore it through the underside of his car.
Once he reaches home, he bursts through the door to see Misaki cooking away in the kitchen, and the smell is just wondrous to the blue clansman's nose. "Misaki..." he calls out to the crow. Misaki whirls around at the sound of his name to face Saruhiko, the blue clansman noticing that his love's posture is somewhat rigid, as if tensing in case he'll get mad again. "What are you doing?" Saruhiko continues in a gentle tone and a smile, to show Misaki that he's not mad whatsoever.
Misaki tries to act like Saruhiko is bothering him, but his body language completely betrays this as he fidgets around with his favourite pan. "I was just cooking your favourite meals, since I made you worry just now," he answers without looking at Saruhiko in the eye. "I didn't go out though, I used whatever we have left in the kitchen to cook, I swear I didn't go out," Misaki frantically tells Saruhiko as the blue clansman closes their distance.
Before Misaki could do anything else, Saruhiko brings their lips together in a long, passionate kiss that leaves Misaki's brain numb and useless. After a while, the crow seems to have realized what just happened and pushes Saruhiko away with a heavy blush on his cheeks. "Stupid monkey, what the hell do you think you're doing? That's sexual harassment!" he shrieks out while Saruhiko smirks in a rather sly and victorious way.
"What's the matter, Misaki?" he asks in a seductively low voice, a voice he knows Misaki couldn't resist as he towers over the crow, effectively trapping him against the kitchen counter. "It's not like I've never tried anything perverted on you, I've been doing the kinky and the dirty with you for many years, ever since those Strain girls hooked us up together," Saruhiko rumbles lowly, sending a chill down Misaki's spine. "Or would you like to try something new tonight?"
The red on Misaki's face could put a tomato to shame as Saruhiko's sly smirk now grows into a grin. The crow then proceed to make a dash to their bedroom to hide under the covers, while Saruhiko has other ideas. Silly Misaki, the bedroom is where it all happen, he thought with a lick of his tongue. Taking off his Scepter 4 jacket and vest, Saruhiko proceeds to prowl towards the bedroom, his fingers quickly unbuttoning the first couple of buttons on his shirt.
The dinner that Misaki had made for Saruhiko continues to grow colder as the night continues to grow later, since both occupants are too busy with each other to fill their stomachs. Misaki is secretly happy that Saruhiko had forgotten what happened during the day, but still angered that the stupid monkey jumped him when all he wanted to do is just bury himself in the mounts of sheets on the bed.
Hormonal pregnant women are scary..I pity my cousin's husband, and I still do..
Anyways, how'd you guys like the chapter? I had some fun writing it, with a slight pain in the middle, but that's just a teasing, the worse is yet to come in the upcoming chapters. Oh..I spoke too much (sheepish). Mmm a sexy, hormonal, hungry Saruhiko going after you..I'd die to be in that position. Ahh I'm getting shivers.. (laughs).
Oh yeah, I wrote this new story, a oneshot horror about Anna and Misaki, do spend some time reading that too, the baby needs some love and reviews~ Speaking of reviews, leave some for this chapter, next one will be up next week! Ciao~