Another week's gone and past behind us, and I got some reviews for the previous chapter, and some guesses, but I won't say anything now. (grins) You guys have to figure things out as you go along with the story. Good thing I finished this chapter early, so I decided to post it up early too, as an early Christmas present or something. But that can be other chapters, so I guess this doesn't count then.
If I sound sleepy or something, blame it on lack of sleep thanks to college. It's throwing my life into the fray and I have five masterpieces to do for 's right, I don't have exams for my art class during finals, I have a freaking EXHIBITION. So yeah..even though I've just started, it's already making me super nervous. Plus, I still have a LOT more chapters to cover up.
No pressure right?
Two weeks after the whole chocolate ordeal, things seem to be looking up for both Saruhiko and Misaki, with Misaki's pregnancy progressing rather well despite Saruhiko's nerves are on edge. The Strain remains unidentifiable, and quiet to the point where sometimes Saruhiko would annihilate Scepter 4's dojo just to release his pent up energy and anger. The rest of the Scepter 4 agents question this, but they never ask out loud for fear that their third's saber would be slicing their necks.
Saruhiko is on edge, and he knows it.
As for Misaki, he misunderstood the anger and energy for something else, so he used Saruhiko to release his own pent up, sexual energy. The moment he hit his 17th week, Misaki felt restless, off balance, and much to Saruhiko's delight, extremely horny. The crow had many times tried to push Saruhiko away for fear that he'd be hurting the baby, but his hormones would get the better of him and in the end, he'd be jumping the Scepter 4 agent.
"What are you so fussy about?" Saruhiko asks as he catches his breath from another round of mind blowing sex. Next to him, Misaki is laying on his side, his back facing Saruhiko to hide his reddening cheeks. "Sex during pregnancy is normal; it helps keep your head clear from all the crazy things that have been going on with your body lately,"
Misaki continues to stay quiet whilst pulling the blanket up to his chin. "Or is it that you feel up for another round?" Saruhiko purrs as he licks his lips. Misaki's body have gotten quite delicious these past few weeks, added with the small baby bump, it only fuels Saruhiko's hard on. "You know, if you think you can go for another few rounds, I'm up for it, I can even last the whole night if you want to..."
A fist flung out from beneath the blankets, narrowly missing Saruhiko's nose. The blue clansman clicks his tongue but hardly felt any resentment from the punch. "Stop trying to take advantage of my already crazy hormones, you crazy, sex-maniacal, perverted, horny, senseless bastard! Seventeen weeks of pregnancy and already I feel like a rabbit on Viagra, what the hell is wrong with me? Hell, what is wrong with you?" Misaki shouts about, loud enough to perhaps disturb the neighbouring houses. Saruhiko quickly silences him with a short, but rather sweet kiss.
"Don't shout you loudmouth twit," he growls in warning before looming above Misaki, pinning the crow's arms above his head and locking his legs together with his own. "You're going to wake up the whole neighbourhood, and people will wonder why we're so loud in bed every single night," Saruhiko continues, his blue eyes piercing into Misaki's wide, brown ones. There was no other word being exchanged, only a stare down between the two until Misaki's face flushes red when he finally realizes the position he's in.
Following Saruhiko's bad habit, Misaki turns his face away and clicks his tongue, prompting the blue clansman to smirk victoriously and nipping Misaki on the neck. "Whatever you stupid monkey," the crow grumbles out as Saruhiko slowly releases his pinned limbs and settle down beside him to get some much needed sleep. "You have work tomorrow don't you? Even though it's a Sunday too," Misaki continues to grumble while Saruhiko pulls the pregnant crow into his lithe yet muscular arms.
"You know how unpredictable the Captain and some Strains can be," Saruhiko assures his love and nuzzling the mop of soft, brown hair. "Even I want to just stay at home and be with you, but we have field exercises and roadblocks to do tomorrow, some nasty Strains decided to make a run for it somehow," he continues as Misaki moves around to make himself more comfortable in the blue clansman's arms. They stayed like that for a while, no words, no talking, simply staying in each other's arms until the crow falls asleep from exhaustion.
Smiling, Saruhiko kisses Misaki on the forehead lovingly and rubs his slowly growing stomach, feeling the feeble life inside it. This is where our future is growing, all those years of pain and longing are coming to an end soon enough, Saruhiko thought fiercely. The need to protect Misaki, and to protect the child he's growing inside him overrides any other emotion he's feeling for now. For Saruhiko, Misaki and the child means more than the world to him, and no Strain, whether dangerous or not are going to get them both.
As the night grows later, Misaki realizes that he's having some sort of dream, almost the very same dream when he first got pregnant with Ryuu. A soft white surrounding, with blue and red smoke barrier separating him from truly touching Ryuu. Looking around, he could hear Ryuu's childish voice talking to someone, but the other voice is just too soft to be picked up. I wonder who he's talking to, Misaki thought as he tries to take a peek through the swirling smoke barrier. Unfortunately for him, he barrier is too thick and dense, covering his vision from seeing clearly.
"Misaki, I'll be leaving for work now," Saruhiko's voice cuts through, awakening the crow from his peaceful slumber. Opening his eyes groggily, Misaki could see Saruhiko is fully dressed except his coat, his saber is tucked neatly beside his belt and the coat hung lazily on his arm. Crossing over to where Misaki is still half asleep, Saruhiko gently kisses him on the lips. "Stay at home and don't go anywhere, I'll get you some lunch later on, alright?"
Misaki only answers with a groan and a nod, it's still too early in the morning for this but this is their routine for so long, and his body has gotten used to it more or less. "Go and work, lazy monkey. I don't want to deal with whatever shit your Captain pukes up if you're late for work," Misaki grumbles and shoos Saruhiko away with a lazy wave of his hand. The blue clansman only smirks before kissing Misaki again and swiftly moving out of the house.
For the rest of the day, Misaki remains inside the house, cleaning, dusting, washing, reading, playing games, listening to songs and even watch every soap opera that he knows of. By the middle of the day, one thing stood out the most in his head. "I'm bored," he mumbles out to himself over a tub of ice cream. This is the third tub in the past couple of weeks and if Saruhiko has to buy another tub, he'll blow his head off from the unnecessary worry and stress.
Putting the tub back into the freezer and washing the spoon, Misaki paces around the house, wondering what else he could do to waste his time. Making dinner for Saruhiko is out of the question since it's only noon and Saruhiko isn't the type to eat a lot, plus with the vegetables he still hate, dinner won't even take more than two hours to cook. Sitting on the couch, Misaki then remembers about Izumo and realizes after a while that Seri is expecting too.
Clapping his hands together like an enthusiastic child, he's made up his mind. "Rather than sit here and die of boredom," he speculates with a sneer. "I might as well visit Kusanagi-san and his family a visit. At least Seri-san can tell me what to expect with my condition like this," Misaki grumbles yet still rubbing his stomach lovingly. He never blames the sickening and weird conditions of his body onto his child. No, he blames it on the hormones and why the outcomes have to be so darn nauseating.
Getting off the couch, Misaki then proceeds to get ready for his visit to the Kusanagi household. Even though Saruhiko has the car, doesn't mean he couldn't take the taxi and train there. Japan has gotten more ahead into the future than the rest of the world, so Misaki hardly finds any trouble in anything, even dishwashing have gotten ten times easier over the years.
Back at Scepter 4, Saruhiko is bored out of his mind as the Blue King continues to drone on and on about the possibilities of a dangerous Strain running on the rampant and causing the blue clan some troubles. Saruhiko, of course, knew about this particular Strain targeting the blue clansman, but what gnaws on his mind is that why they're being targeted, along with Misaki.
I should mention that detail about Misaki to him, his conscious says for the sake of protecting his love and child. But then again Misaki would be brought here under surveillance, he wouldn't be able to be free, oppressed and even studied upon due to his condition. And then Ayame, Yua and Megumi would be dragged in and everything would be a mess. Plus, every one of these nuisances would ask question about everything, and that'll just make things go from bad, to worse, to worst, to something utterly horrible. So no, no need to say anything, his alter ego fought back with vehemence, so Saruhiko decides to go with the latter as the problems and troubles wouldn't have to surface and ruin his love life with Misaki.
Reisi seems to notice the contemplative look on Saruhiko's face, but it disappeared just a second after so he didn't think much of it. Despite so, his intuition as a King screams at him that Saruhiko knows something he doesn't, and that isn't something he likes. But perhaps it just has something to do with his other half and child, I will not meddle in his family affairs, he thought humbly.
As the meeting at Scepter 4 continues, Misaki finally makes it to the Kusanagi household and notices that a car is parked away in the garage. The former vanguard whistles a little at the size of the house and how it looks almost similar to British houses. "Kusanagi-san sure knows his taste when it comes to remodelling houses," Misaki mumbles beneath his breath as he steps up on the walkway. Clearing his throat, he presses on the door chime and waits patiently outside for Seri, Izumo or even little Chiharu to open the door.
Finally, the door creaks open and he's meet face to face with Seri in sweatpants and a plain t-shirt, Chiharu behind her, looking up at him with curious brown eyes. "Misaki-san," she says in a tone filled with surprise. "What are you doing here? Did anything happen?" she continues and gestures him inside, Chiharu bounding behind the crow happily and even asking for a piggy back ride. Seri's hair, normally in a bun is let go, the wavy blonde framing her face beautifully as it had grown down to her waist. Chiharu has hers in a pair of Chinese buns.
"Nothing happened, I came here because I wanted someone to talk to, someone who's got experience in what we're both going through now," Misaki says with a smile and a caress to his stomach. Chiharu wonders what he's talking about but Seri returns the smile and caresses her own belly with much love. "I didn't get to go long last time," Misaki starts, the pain is bearable but it still stings and hurts whenever his failed pregnancy is mentioned. "So I want some words from someone who got through all nine months,"
Of course, Seri is more than happy to share some of her experiences to him, though she did say she didn't have much morning sickness when she carried Chiharu, as opposed to the baby she's carrying now. "I do, however, have an extreme burst in my...sexual needs when I was around my seventeenth week, much like you are now when I was carrying Chiharu," she coughs out to cover some of her slight embarrassment. "Although I don't feel like doing anything with Izumo for this pregnancy, I grew tired too quickly and everything he does is irritating to me," she confesses with a sharp look in her eyes.
Misaki bursts out laughing when he hears that and Chiharu tries to keep up with their conversation, but when she deems it too boring for her child mind, she leaps off the couch to play with her dolls and watch some anime in her room as the two adults continue to converse. "Even Saruhiko gets irritating sometimes, and weird thing is, he's not even doing anything at the time," Misaki points out from his own view. True, sometimes when the blue clansman is watching TV with him, his arm draped protectively around the crow's smaller shoulders, Misaki finds it so irritating, annoying and sometimes when Saruhiko breathes too hard, he feels like smacking the blue clansman.
"But I do believe Fushimi is irritating most of the time, especially when it involves paperwork, field work and even special cases," Seri grunts out while folding her arms across her chest. Misaki agrees on that too, but reasons out that he's not irritating most of the time, sometimes his caring and love gets Misaki bursting to tears, and for unknown reasons at times.
As the two mothers talk, Saruhiko has finally been released from the confines of Scepter 4's utterly dull and boring meeting room, away from his Captain's droning words and away from the headaches that are about to blow his head apart. "I need Misaki's voice to calm me down, and I don't even care if he's going to scream at me, I just need him," Saruhiko mumbles out as he fishes his phone from his pocket. The wallpaper of his phone is none other than Misaki's picture, taken secretly while he was changing clothes after a hot shower. Putting the number on speed dial, Saruhiko makes the connection and waits for the house phone to ring, as Misaki hardly uses his cell phone.
The ringing continues on, and on, and yet no one picks up. This makes Saruhiko curious, and worried at the same time. Twice he called home, and yet Misaki did not pick up on both accounts. With fear gripping his heart and clouding his thinking, the Scepter 4 agent dashes out of the HQ, all operations he has to do, abandoned into the hands of his assistance who never even got the chance to ask what was going on. Getting into the car and starting the engine, Saruhiko makes a mad dash home, his heart thumping wildly in his chest all the while.
While Saruhiko is frantically making his way back home, Seri and Misaki are enjoying a wonderful talk together, with Seri being surprisingly mellow and friendly with a former red clansman. Normally to Misaki, the woman would still be rather cold to the opposing clan, but somehow today she seems warm and inviting, quite the opposite of what Misaki used to know about her. They talked and laughed, even playing with Chiharu and letting the little girl to play with Misaki's growing belly.
"You're naming your baby a dragon? Why?" she asks, brown eyes blinking innocently up at him as she rubs gently on Misaki's smooth skin. The crow only smiles awkwardly at her, as he's still unable to get past his awkwardness with females despite already getting used to Seri. "There are other nice names too," Chiharu continues with a pout, her attention turning back to the belly she's rubbing.
"A dragon is a mythical, powerful being. And Saruhiko and I thought it's a great name for our first son," Misaki reasons with her. True, there are other nice names to be given to a first-born boy, such as 'Ichirou', or first son which is more fitting, but the pair decided to name their boy with a powerful name, befitting as they are the third powerful for each of their clans. A 'blue-scaled dragon who breathes fire', Misaki had pointed out to Saruhiko once upon questioning.
Chiharu continues to pout, and this makes both Misaki and Seri curious as to what goes through her mind. "Only one? That's no fair..." she mumbles out before pulling the crow's shirt back over his belly, jumps off the couch and ran off to her room without even another word to the adults. Misaki was left flabbergasted when he heard the mumble, wondering what she had meant by that. Seri sees this and tries to reassure him.
"Chiharu is at the age where she talks about nonsensical things, you needn't need to worry over that. She's probably not sure if you even know your baby is a boy or a girl, and wondered why you only picked a boy's name," Seri tries to explain with a smile. Misaki seems to understand that and lets the subject drop before they both continue on with their mindless chatting.
Back with Saruhiko, he's having a serious fit since he couldn't find Misaki anywhere in the house, and decides to call the only person he can count on with this problem. Fishing out his phone, he quickly dials Izumo's number and lets the line connect. "Kusanagi-san, Misaki isn't here, I've looked everywhere and not even a note on the fridge saying he left to get the groceries. Normally he'd do that, but now he didn't and I don't know where else to look," the blue clansman explains frantically whilst pacing about the living room.
"Calm down, Saruhiko," Izumo sighs from the other line. "Anna's heard everything and now using her marbles to find him, don't worry, he'll be alright," the bartender tries to placate the irate blue clansman as gently as he could. He then suggests Saruhiko to take leave from Scepter 4 for half a day due to complications with Misaki, and invites him to the bar so he himself could see the location Misaki could be at.
"He's at your house, Izumo," Anna's house could be heard, followed by a balking Izumo who's too surprised to say anything. Saruhiko clicks his tongue when he realizes that his Vice-Captain is on break for the day, and that Misaki had whined a few times that he needed someone with pregnancy experiences to talk to as he doesn't know what to expect. Thanking Anna, Saruhiko disconnects the line and woefully returns back to Scepter 4, knowing that Misaki is safe for the time being.
I'm going to need to call Vice-Captain, tell her to pass the phone to Misaki so I can scold him a bit. Why is he doing stupid things these few weeks? Saruhiko growls in an irate way before making his way back towards Scepter 4, his phone ready at his hand to give his love some gentle, yet painful tongue lashing later on.
At bar Homra, Anna shivers violently when her psyche connects with the mysterious criminal Strain as she could sense his hostility. "You will not lay a finger on Misaki and everyone else," she hisses angrily whilst hugging herself to keep from falling apart. With a burst of mental tackle, she sent the criminal reeling in pain, but the backlash is that she too took on some of the head-wracking headache.
"Anna," Izumo tries to placate the girl when she fell off her chair from the onslaught of head pain. "That's enough, you've been on that Strain's trail for weeks, you need to take a break and release some of those burden to us, we can handle that Strain," the bartender admonishes gently as he helps her back to her feet. Anna shakes her head and looks at Izumo straight in the eyes, a look that sent shivers down the man's spine.
"He can't have them, he can't have all three of them. I vowed to protect them, and that's what I'll do,"
Silly Misaki, not telling Saruhiko where you went and got yourself into trouble (snickers). But at least it's a sexy punishment, Saru would never hurt his beloved now after all, especially not in Misaki's condition like this. Do leave some reviews for this extremely beaten up author, who has class from morning 'till evening and only 5 minutes break between classes..
If you'd excuse me, I need to go off and crash.. (collapses from exhaustion)