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Lil-miss-Pokémon: so who is Kluke with this time?
Bloody Rose 1996: I thought we agreed on not to say anything? Y'know, spoilers?
Lil-miss-Pokémon: Ohh yes we did… I don't remember but okies on with the story with Kluke with
Bloody Rose 1996: Ahem! SPOILERS!
With a small groan, my eyes fluttered open. The thing I noticed first was the familiar lilac of the walls, and the warm blankets that covered my body. My eyes darted from right to left, taking in more of the room that I had been in previously.
The room was simple; the only things of interest were a small chair, and a large beech bookshelf that was packed full of…well, books.
I sighed, and closed my eyes, snuggling closer into the warm covers. For once in my life, I just wanted to let all of my responsibilities go. I was tired; both mentally and physically.
It was then that I realised; there was another body pressing against me. Looking closer, I saw he had gray-ish brown straight hair, which had a side parting. His face was narrow but with defined features. While I was gazing at his face, I failed to notice the boy's blue eyes were open and watching me intently.
"Hi Kluke" his voice was quite deep, much deeper than the last time I had heard him.
"Jiro!" now it was Jiro, what was happening to me?
"Kluke are you ok? You look… troubled" my face must have shown the shock going through my mind. I decided to play along with it this time and be more tactful on how I gain my information. It might even be the same information as I gained from Shu.
First things first I needed to check what my condition was. So holding my breath, I ran my fingers over my abdomen. I let out a little groan, there was another bump. Without realising it I accidently let slip my thoughts of "I'm pregnant again."
"Kluke, what do you mean again? Are you feeling ok, you look a little pale" I had forgotten all about Jiro. "Oh yes… im fine thank you" I tried to sound as convincing as possible, but I failed. "Kluke" Jiro didn't sound convinced.
"No no im fine Jiro"
"well if you say so" Jiro smiled at this and he repeated my action from earlier, and ran his fingers delicately over my bump. I couldn't help but gasp, not from his touch but from the sight I was greeted by when the covers moved. Jiro's chest was toned and his arms were muscular.
"Kluke are you alright?" Jiro's hand was now completely resting on my bump, "im fine… Jiro when did you get so fit?" I blurted this out with out thinking and at once regretted it. I felt a rush of warmth spread across my face. I noticed Jiro chuckle
"Kluke you always can make me laugh" I smiled at this to, I was also relived that he passed over my question.
"Kluke are you sure you are ok? You seem a little… well off" I was trying to figure out how Jiro was seeing past my lie.
"Well Jiro" but before I could continue Jiro had enveloped me in a tight hug. This one was different from Shu's tactless approach; it was different with much more emotion in it. I found myself hugging him back. I felt safe, as if no one could ever harm me.
I needed to find out something, but this was something for me on a personal level. So I leant forward slowly and cautiously, and Jiro did the same. When our lips met it was on a totally different level to Shu's clumsy attempt at a kiss. Jiro wasn't forcing me or trying to deepen the kiss. It was so…natural.
When we broke apart Jiro had somehow moved closer to me, or had I moved closer to him, whatever it was it felt comfortable.
"Kluke, its not you is it?" Jiro's voice was so controlled as if there was no shock.
"Jiro, how did … did"
"Did I know? Because this was how you kissed me two years ago, you were seeing if you loved me." Again Jiro's voice had no hint of surprise.
"Jiro, I don't know" I sighed in defeat, this was getting confusing and I really didn't want to have another discussion on the subject.
"Kluke don't worry, I can see by your face you don't want to discuss it" I suddenly felt a rush of gratitude towards Jiro's knack of understanding things and making people less pressured.
"I tell you what, how about we have a day of you doing what you want to do, if you don't want to act as a couple that's fine, if you want to punch me, then go ahead."
"Jiro, thank you I think that would be a good idea" I smiled and placed my hand on top of Jiro's one on my bump.
"Blanket check. Towel check. Food check. Drinks check. Looks like we have everything we need!" I said, a small smile on my face. Jiro copied my smile; choosing to loop his fingers through mine as we closed the door of the cottage.
"I agree. Now, let's go. The beach is this way," Jiro answered, and he tugged gently on my hand.
I couldn't help but grin as I felt the warmth of Jiro's palm resting in mine. The way our hands melded together; it was as if they were meant to be together.
I glanced down at my outfit; although it wasn't the same as my normal clothes, they were still comfortable. Dark blue shorts framed my legs perfectly, and the light blue tank top seemed to emphasize my bump slightly.
All of the way down to the beach my arm was linked with Jiro's, and one of his hands was resting gently on my bump.
I suddenly found myself pondering about the baby and its well-being; like its gender, its features, and its personality, when Jiro patted the bump.
"What're you thinking about?" he murmured, and I looked up into the clear blue sky, choosing not to answer him.
"You have one of those looks on your face. The look that says, 'I'm thinking'. It's making me curious," he said, and I chuckled a little at his comment.
"Curiosity killed the cat, Jiro," I giggled, and we continued walking in a comfortable silence.
"…I was just thinking about what gender the baby will be," I whispered, my face thoughtful, "and just how lucky you'll be to be there for the birth."
"Hey, you'll be there too," he replied in a matter-of-factly voice; no doubt in his tone whatsoever.
"…Thanks, Jiro. You're always here for me," my tone brightened again, and we set off at a brisk pace as the sea came into view…
"C'mon Kluke lets go for a swim!" Jiro yelled. I saw Jiro strip down to his boxer shorts. I blushed furiously, but all the same I too, stripped down to my bikini.
We spent awhile just splashing around. I noticed how care-free Jiro was when we were in the water. It seemed like he was acting like a little child again. Although, I couldn't say much for me.
It was at that point in time that I felt a small nudge against my stomach. Gasping, my hand whipped downwards, to cradle my stomach. In mere seconds, Jiro was by my side, holding me up as I winced in pain.
"Is it the baby?" he asked, his voice calm. Just hearing his voice made the pain subside.
"Yes…but, I'm fine now. Don't worry," I whispered, staring up into his deep blue irises.
I suddenly had the urge to wrap my arms around Jiro's neck, and I pushed a little on the base of his neck. Understanding what I wanted, Jiro leaned in, pressing our foreheads together.
I placed my hand on Jiro's chest, feeling his heart pounding. I was glad that we were having the same effect on each other.
Tilting my head upwards, I made our lips meet. It was just as good as the first time we kissed. This time, I deepened the kiss; doing this by wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Jiro grunted a little, and I jumped a little in surprise as I felt his hands slide down to my bum, where he supported me. I moved my head a little to the side, giving Jiro better access to my mouth as I sighed, and closed my eyes.
When our lips finally parted, I felt exhausted. Who knew kissing could drain so much energy from a person? But it was understandable. After all, I was pregnant with a 4-month-old child. Jiro's child.
"Feeling better?" I heard Jiro whisper, his lips at my ear. I giggled, and pulled him closer, wanting to be as close as possible to the boy I loved.
"Yeah…a little tired, though," I murmured, yawning. Jiro chuckled, and, with my legs still wrapped around his waist, he carried me out of the water. He walked over to our things, and set me down on one of the towels. Without pausing, he grabbed a spare towel, and dried me off; me blushing as his ran his hands over my back gently, causing me to shiver.
With a little bit of effort, I helped Jiro pack the things away, and with the items in one arm and me in the other, we began to walk back to the cottage in the fading light.
I squealed in surprise as Jiro dumped all of the things on the floor, and lifted me up, bridal style, to carry me into our bedroom.
I found myself laughing uncontrollably as I was set down carefully on the bed, Jiro laying next to me. With a sigh, I snuggled closer to him, wrapping my arms around his still bare back, feeling his muscles twitch instinctively at my touch. I felt Jiro's hand caress my bump, and I placed my own hand on top of his. My other hand rose up his back, and it tangled itself in his gray-ish brown hair.
"Kluke, are you sure?" he whispered.
I knew my answer and instead of voicing it I decided to take action. Leaning in closer to him, I could feel his body pressing against mine.
For the third time that day our lips met, much more passionately than the last two times. My hand moved away from my stomach, and to his lower back, enabling me to pull him closer.
I gasped as I heard Jiro let out a moan at my touch. This was the last thing I heard before I slipped into unconsciousness…
Bloody Rose 1996: Haha! Well, that was certainly a…fluffy chapter, wasn't it?
Lil-Miss-Pokemon: Well I think we should give them a heads up next time we do a Fluffy chapter because our readers are probably now overloaded on shock. (btw we have classed this Jiro as "Our Jiro" as he is totally ooc, so please don't complain about his out of character actions.)
Bloody Rose 1996: Yes. I agree completely. Anyway, please review, yada, yada, yada…
Lil-Miss-Pokemon: I will say one word, Zola (huah!)