Chapter 11

Noone ever understood him. The whole world acted as though his mere existence was a nuisance. Naoki leaned against the headmaster's door with one foot propped up. He put his headphones on to listen to some deep metal music. His homeroom teacher had sent him to see the headmaster following a brawl in the classroom. Naoki had been pinned as the offender but he hadn't started it. The other guy had thrown the first punch. Just because he looked like a delinquent it didn't mean that he was one. "The insolent little whelp. This has stretched too far young man. It's time we called in your parents," his homeroom teacher said dragging Naoki by the ear.

Hotaru stretched her feet. The wedding was coming up in a month and she hadn't even found a dress yet. She needed a wedding gown that would accommodate her in her current state. The rest of the preparations went on without a hitch. Kanae was in charge of the flowers and the decorations. Hotaru was grateful that her best friend was a natural born designer. Where as Hotaru's skills did not range that far. The desk phone rang. "Hello. This is Officer Hasegawa's office. How can I help you? " she asked. "This is the Headmaster of Omori High School. May you please pass on the call to Officer Hasegawa," he said. Why would Masahiko be affiliated with a high school? "I'm sorry headmaster. Unfortunately Officer Hasegawa is not in. Can you leave a message?" she asked. "I need to consult Naoki's guardian immediately. This matter can't be postponed any further," he said. "In the absence of Officer Hasegawa I'm responsible. I'll be arriving there shortly," Hotaru said. She scribbled down on a sticky note before she left, in case anyone needed anything.

Naoki swung his foot arrogantly in the the visitors chair. "Naoki your grades are all excellent. Your past records were all flawless but since you began high school you've been going down a downward spiral. Your grades are still excellent but you behave like a hooligan," the Headmaster said. Naoki didn't want to take crap from anyone. He wasn't in the mood. And for the record this time it hadn't been his fault but he was an easy scapegoat. There was a knock on the door. Naoki swallowed hard. He wasn't prepared for another confrontation with his brother. "Come on in," the headmaster said. Instead of the cold expressionless face he was used to he saw a blonde haired woman with shining lime green eyes. Naoki knew her from somewhere. Could it be? Hotaru shook the headmaster's hand. "Excuse me for the delay. I'm Hotaru Tachibana, Naoki's guardian." "Miss Tachibana thank you for coming on such a short notice. Naoki's problem isn't that serious but if he continues like this I'll have to put it on his permanent record. He's always been such an excellent pupil but after fall last year he changed. I believe strongly that the Naoki we all know is still in there somewhere," the headmaster said. Naoki didn't dare open his mouth knowing who she was and what she was capable of. At this point he was left with no choice but to kiss up to the old geyser. "I'm sorry Headmaster," he said. " Ah Naoki. I understand that you have a tough example to follow but don't pressure yourself too much. Masahiko was exceptionally mature for his age," the headmaster said. Hotaru leaned into her seat. Obviously he wouldn't be done talking any time soon. "Your older brother left a legacy for you here at Omori. Don't squander his earnest hard work by misbehaving," he said. Hotaru began piecing her information together. A few months ago she saw Masahiko's prided picture. The one of him, his mother and that baby. The night she arrested this particular boy Masahiko got a call to bail someone out. Was Naoki truly the baby in the picture. Masahiko's little brother. Whilst the headmaster prattled on and on Hotaru watched Naoki. All Hasegawa's had crimson eyes. But Naoki's face looked softer and innocent. Did he take after his mother? An hour into the meeting Hotaru decided to excuse herself and the young boy. "Headmaster sir thank you for informing me on what's been going on. I'll make sure that Naoki doesn't take a foot out of line again," she said. "Thank you Miss Tachibana," he said. Once they were outside the office Naoki started walking his own way. "Naoki-chan , Tachibana hasn't dismissed you yet," she said. Naoki's eye twitched. Noone had ever called him 'chan' ever. Unless if they wanted to die. "I don't care," he said. "Naoki since Masahiko isn't here I'm responsible for you. Tachibana can't believe kids these days. You drag a pregnant woman all the way here and you treat her poorly," she complained. Naoki stopped in his tracks and turned around. What did she mean by pregnant? His eyes almost popped out. That was huge. How had he missed that? He scratched the back of his neck. "Fine. It's not like I'm in a rush to do anything anyways," he said.

"Tachibana is craving fried chicken right now. Let me see what else is good on this menu. Naoki select what you want. Tachibana will pay the tab," she said. Naoki ordered a burger and soda. Hotaru wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere. She ordered a lot. "Why are you treating me anyways. I haven't forgotten that you arrested me a few months ago," he said. Hotaru giggled. "Tachibana must have looked really cool. At least I know you haven't forgotten,"she said. The waiter arrived with their food and set it on the table. "Itadakimasu," she said. Naoki repeated the same prayer. "Naoki-chan, Tachibana can't help notice that you look different without those nasty piercings. You look like your mother," she said. "Yeah I do look like her. That's why they despise me so much," he said. "What happened to her? " she asked. "She died a long time ago. It's no big deal, " he said. "If it's not a big deal then why are there tears in your eyes Naoki-chan? " she asked. "I just realized that there's garlic in my burger, " he sniffed. "Isn't it because you miss her?" she inquired. "How can I miss someone I don't remember? Especially when I'm to blame for her death , " he whispered. Hotaru was shocked hearing him say that. How could he be responsible? "Naoki-chan whatever happened is not your fault. Don't beat yourself up for it," she said. Naoki looked at the blonde woman as his pent up emotions began barrelling against the threshold. "If I am not to blame then why do they look at me with that look. So much hate. They don't have to say it but I know it. They both think they would be better off if I had been the one to die that day," he said shaking violently. Hotaru saw rage flashing in his eyes. What had truly happened to the boy's mother? If she wanted to find out then she needed to ask the brother or the father. "Naoki-chan calm down. Breathe easy. I won't ask you anymore questions. Finish up then I'll take you home," she said. "I have no home. I'm better off living on the street," he said.

Midori kissed Hotaru on the cheek. He presented heart shaped box of chocolates. "I know that you have already surpassed your limit for the day. But since you've been overworking even though I asked you to take your maternity leave I'll treat you," he said. "How can Tachibana rest easy when the hand of evil is always ticking. Tachibana can't relax knowing that the world will be in chaos," she said. Midori laughed at his fiance's enthusiasm with her job. Sometimes she exaggerated a bit. "Hotaru-chan a friend of mine invited me to attend a charity ball. And with the wedding invitations all distributed they've been dying to meet you," he said. "Midori-san," she began. "I asked you to call me Midori-kun. Or do you prefer calling me Anata already. Either is fine with me," he said. Hotaru's heart pounded in her chest. His pale blue eyes stared at her waiting for an answer. "Midori-kun I'll be glad to accompany you. But Tachibana can't dance so you'll be carrying half my weight, " she said. "Hn? Not to worry Hotaru-chan. My body was made to carry you," he said brushing away the bangs from her eyes. Midori enjoyed looking into her hauntingly beautiful eyes. The same eyes that could turn deadly within a minute. But he loved both sides of her. She wouldn't be Hotaru Tachibana without her amazing personality. Hotaru was the only person who made him feel alive. She challenged him to the point that he felt the weird sensation called fear inking his blood. Midori had only ever been scared to death once in his life. And that had been during his battle with her at TGC. He had a throne that had his name permanently carved on it. The young blonde girl reminded him that life was not predetermined . There was always an anomaly. And she was the one that had rocked his throne. Since that day he had vowed after that ,that he would never be rattled by anything ever again. Midori stood by his word. "Midori-kun, Tachibana is in a fix,"she said. "Hmm. What is it? I hope no one is giving you problems at work," he said. "No no. It's nothing like that. Tachibana has a very comfortable job. It's just that I went to attend a meeting with Naoki-chan's headmaster today. Naoki-chan is Masahiko-san's baby brother. And it seems Naoki-chan has been getting into a lot of trouble. But Tachibana doesn't know how to help him," she said. Midori's face deadpanned at the mention of Masahiko's name. That was the one name Midori didn't want to hear. "Why don't you let his family sort it out," he said monotonously. "Naoki-chan doesn't have anyone to rely on," she explained. Hotaru knew exactly how it felt to have a relatives reject you because of something that happened that didn't go in line with their plans. She knew that the burden he carried was heavier than anyone could imagine. "Midori-kun. Can't you see that he's just like Tachibana. But his situation is even more terrifying. His family doesn't even support him. They all blame him for his mother's death. He has no one to turn to Midori-kun," she said. Midori saw right through her. Hotaru didn't show her hurt. She always smiled even when she was in pain and right now her heart went out to the trash's little brother. "What can I do but say that I'll help you. As long as it keeps you happy," he said. Her eyes sparkled with admiration. "You're the best Midori-kun. Tachibana made you some gyudon. You can eat whilst we watch TV. And Rika-san called," she said. Midori's head turned like a clockwork toy. "What did my mother say? " he asked. "She's paying us a visit this week," she answered. "Huh? Eh this is awful. My day has just been spoiled," he said face palming. "Midori-san she's your mother," Hotaru said. "Can we stop talking about mothers. Your mother wants to break my bones and mop the floor with me. I'm not looking forward to seeing her," he said. "Well you are the father of my baby. But Tachibana will not let you suffer alone. Matsuoka-san will be writhing in pain just as much as Midori-san. He did promise mother to keep me safe at all times," she said. Midori raised an eyebrow. "From now on only I will take that beating from your mother. Masamune will not take the heat for me. After all you are only mine," he said.

Haruki practiced his shooting for the fifth time that day. Everyone he knew had something going for them. His brother was a well accomplished doctor. The male population sung Yukki's name with praise. Matsuoka could spend the night with whichever woman he felt like. Hotaru had her dream job and her dream family. But Haruki only possessed buried dreams and he had a few years to go before he was steady. This just sucked. Usagi-san lit up a cigarette and replaced the shooting range practice sheet. "You're fired up today Haruki. What's the occasion? " he asked. Haruki gave him a small smile. "Today I'm reborn as a new being. I'll no longer accept a life of failure and disappointments," he said re-positioning his gun. In all the years Usagi had known Haruki he had never witnessed him this determined. Finally Haruki was breaking free of his cocoon.

Naoki found himself at the police station. He wasn't under arrest this time but he needed to see officer Tachibana. He asked the receptionist about her whereabouts. The receptionist directed him to the to the furthest part of the station. Normally Naoki would be getting himself into some messy situations after school. He mingled with the wrong crowds just to gain his father's attention. He even dyed his brown hair bright red just to spite him. But the only one who was hurting was him. Nobody else could see through his facade except for her. He knocked on the blonde woman's desk. Hotaru's head bobbed up and she gave him a hug. "Naoki-chan," she gushed. "I wanted to apologize for the way I behaved last time. I was rude and mean. I'm not used to having people being nice to me," he said. "Nonsense Tachibana wasn't offended at all. After all Tachibana knows your true colors. You came all the way here to pay Tachibana a visit. I'm flattered," she giggled. He perched a bouquet of roses on her desk. "This is a thank you for being the only person I have," he said taking his leave. Hotaru smelled the flowers. "Tachibana will put these in water. I wouldn't want them to wither," she said.

Kanae sighed. Raiden ignored her and continued watching the sports channel. She sighed even louder. "Yes Kanae," he finally answered. Memory lane warned him that he had dealt some heavy cards for himself. "Raiden how long have we been married now?" she asked. "10 months sweetheart," he answered. His pink haired wife had become fussy after she found out about Hotaru's pregnancy. Raiden hardly slept properly at night anymore. His soccer team was about to score a winning goal. "Where's our baby Raiden?" she asked. "We don't have one," he answered distractedly. Kanae pulled out the plug from the tv. Raiden's jaw dropped. "My point exactly," she said. "You're the one who wanted to wait Kanae," he replied. She rolled her eyes. "I've changed my mind now Raiden. Hop to it Nerd," she said. Nerd? Noone had called him that in flexed his body and his muscles. "Remember. You asked for it," he said.

Kanako pulled her son's suitcase into the the Nagamasa's residence. Hotaru lugged in the tiny carrier bag. Kanako looked around uncertainly. She was comfortable with leaving Akihiko for two weeks but Hotaru didn't seem like she'd be able to keep up with his antics. Hotaru and Haruki had been the one's to find her little angel so many years ago. The reality of losing her only child almost paralyzed her. She panicked and called God-knows-who for help. Thankfully Hotaru found her baby boy. She never got the chance to thank them enough. As her luck would have it Hotaru accompanied Kanae on her first visit to the Kobayashi residence. Kanako was grateful that she got the opportunity to meet her again. Akihiko recognized her straight off the bat and since then they've been inseparable. But now Kanako felt guilty leaving Hotaru alone with the blue haired trouble him he'd get hyperactive from anything sugary. "Eh Kanako-chan. Long time no see. How have you been doing?" Midori asked. Kanako absolutely adored Midori. Hotaru had a good eye of course. Her fiance was so kind and considerate. "I'm fine Midori-san. I must agree that it's been a while. I'm so sorry to trouble you like this but he really likes staying with the two of you so much. I sometimes feel a little jealous," she jokingly confessed. "Kanako-chan it's never a bother having him around. Akihiko is after all my first son technically speaking. He's always a joy to be around. Rest assured he's always in good hands," Midori said. "Aki-chan be good while mommy is away. Don't give Aunt Hotaru any trouble," she said. Golden eyes were overflowing with excitement. "Aki-chan promises to be good. Now go away mom. Mommy-chan made something especially for me. I don't feel like sharing," he said. Kanako couldn't believe that he'd grown up that much. "Fine Aki-chan. I'll leave," she said pecking him on the cheek. "Bye Aki-chan. Goodbye Midori and Hotaru," she said. Akihiko dashed upstairs to his room. Midori's shoulders slumped as he sighed. Hotaru guiltily handed him a glass of iced tea. "Midori-kun. I'm sorry that information slipped my mind. Tachibana assumed that you knew," she said. Midori was not having the best of days. His mother was due to arrive and now the little devil had joined the 'Torture Midori' club. "Ahh. I'm going to nap for a while," Midori said. He got into the living room and rested on the couch. A few minutes later he was fast asleep. Akihiko sneaked into the living room and raised the black felt pen menacingly. "Stepfather, Aki-chan missed you a lot too. I got an A in art class. I feel that I should share my talents with you stepfather," he said uncapping the pen.

Rika rang the door bell again. She found it annoying that her son deliberately took his time to open the door. But at least this time she could enjoy the beautiful landscape work instead of dreary apartment doors. The stoic woman was surprised when he told her that he had finally proposed. She was ecstatic at the thought of her son finally exchanging vows at the alter. Then maybe those nosy regal women she called her friends would stop flaunting their fulfilling lives in her face. When the door finally opened Rika failed to maintain her stoic composure. Never in her life had she seen her son with ridiculous drawings on face. He was always reserved and hardly showed interest in playing childish games. Seeing him like this was priceless. She whipped out her phone and snapped a few shots of his incredulous face. "Mother you haven't even greeted me yet. The first thing you did is harass me with your phone," he complained. Midori had never seen that side of his mother before. "Midori-chan I needed to do this now. Knowing you I'll never get the chance again," she said. She handed him her bag as she entered the house. "I missed you my dear son. I hope you've been treating my daughter in-law well," she said. Midori had hardly gotten over the assault of his being. He scratched his head and muttered a prompt "Uhmn". Rika walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She closed the fridge door and almost jumped out of her skin. The blue haired boy idly stared at her. "It's just you," she said monotonously. "You know the deal," Akihiko said sticking out his hand. "I'm assuming it's your handiwork I saw on my son's face. I did quite enjoy myself so here's your reward," she said handing him 2000 yen. "Go buy yourself an ice-cream Aki-chan," Midori's mother said. "It was fine doing business with you Granny," he said zooming out of the kitchen. Hotaru made way for the little boy to pass. "Rika-san," she called. Rika's violet eyes focused on her daughter in-law. "Uh Hotaru-chan there's something wrong with your abdominal region," she said setting the glass down. Hotaru laughed as she ran her hands over her big belly. "Rika-san I thought that I'd mentioned it. Or maybe Midori-kun would have. But I seriously thought you knew," she said. "Are you pregnant Hotaru-chan?" she asked. "Yes Rika-san. You're are going to be a grandmother to two adorable little babies," she said. "What are you saying Hotaru-chan? Midori actually agreed to start a family ? I'm excited after hearing this news," she said hugging Hotaru. "Rika-san , I apologize for not telling you sooner," she said. "You're forgiven. The only person who's getting an earful from me is that arrogant son of mine," she said. "You called mother? " Midori said appearing in the kitchen with a freshly washed face. "I'm embarrassed right now all thanks to you. I arrived here empty handed well except for the pre wedding gifts I'd brought along with me," Rika complained. "That's sounds terrible. Why don't you go back home mother and do as much shopping as you need. Then you can visit us some other time," he said. Hotaru elbowed him in the ribs . Midori's widened at the force in that hit. "I think I've got a few broken ribs now. Why don't I leave you alone now," he suggested. "I sincerely apologize about that. Midori-kun is just cranky these days," Hotaru said. "Never-mind my son. How about I bake you an apple pie. And for my Aki-chan a giant chocolate cupcake," she said. Hotaru couldn't help drooling at the prospect of baked goods. "Rika-san please make two of those gigantic chocolate cupcakes," she whispered.

Naoki shot hoops in the backyard basketball court. Usually his friend Ryuu came over and they'd play a one on one match against each other. But with Ryuu gone it was just him. "Naoki," his father called. The ball dropped from his hands with a dramatic boing boing boing. "Dad? Is everything alright?" he asked. "Yes son. There's nothing amiss," he answered. Naoki hadn't noticed the streaks of white lining his father's once full head of brown hair. The old man had grown alright. But that was beside the point. Then why did he feel the need to converse with his second son? "What do you want from me Dad?" he said obviously displeased. Mr Hasegawa sat on the bench and faced his last son. "I want to apologize to you son. I've realized how unfairly we've treated you," he said. Naoki picked up his ball and continued shooting hoops. "Son please listen to me," he begged. "It's too late for apologies dad. You're realizing now that you screwed up my life. At least Nii-san was kind enough to tell me that I murdered our mom straight to my face," he spat. "Naoki you didn't kill anybody. Mei died of her own free will," he whispered. Naoki snorted arrogantly. "Then who killed her? " Naoki asked. "Didn't you let the helpers take care of me because you couldn't stand me. This despicable face ," he said pointing at himself. "The murderer that shares the same face as your wife," he snarled. "You're misunderstanding everything Naoki," his father said. "Nii-san said that he doesn't want to see me because I'm a malicious being," Naoki said. "Masahiko has some deep rooted anger problems. Mainly with me. But he just vents it out on you because I hadn't manned up to acknowledge it yet," he said. "Oh? Then who did my mother in?" Naoki asked. Naoki's father clenched his fists. "It was an exchange son. Your life at the cost of hers," he said. Naoki froze. His father was lying. The papers that he had researched online said that when his mother died only Masahiko , his father and her were around. They never mentioned his name. "You're lying! Stop lying to me dad!" he yelled covering his ears. His father took his hands down and looked down into his crimson orbs. " I asked the press to hide your identity because I didn't want to endanger another one of my son's because of my reckless decisions. That night when the blizzard struck 15 years ago we were attacked. Your mother being the seasoned officer she was took care of two of the criminals. We honestly thought that our horrific night had come to a close. But one criminal hell bent on vengeance aimed his dot sight light on you. You son. A little baby who was less than 10 months of age. You hadn't even learnt how to take your first steps yet. But in his black heart he sentenced you to a premature death," his father said. His father was messing with him. His mother only loved Masahiko that's why she took the bullet for him. "I was a fool Naoki. Mei jumped in front of you without any hesitations. And I didn't understand what was going on until the glass shattered. The bullet pierced her chest son. She took the bullet that was meant for you Naoki," he explained. Naoki grew stiff. "All these years son I've been grieving son. You're right son I shouldn't have been a coward. More than anyone you and Masahiko needed me the most. But I was too absorbed in my own grief to acknowledge my two precious boys. I'm sorry doesn't cut for all the years that I missed out when you needed me the most. But son if you let me I'll be the best father I can be," his father said. Naoki let everything sink in. His mother never hated him after all. All this time he thought that they all despised him. But his father was just hurting just as much as he was. Naoki embraced his father and wept freely. "Thanks dad for telling me about mom. All this time I thought you both hated me. I just wished I'd gotten a chance to know her better," Naoki said. His father smoothed his youngest son's head. "She was simply amazing Naoki. Mei was unlike any other woman I've ever know. She was beautiful. The prettiest woman on this planet. Intelligent. Sharp as a whip. Strong too. She had herculine strength son. It sometimes frightened me too. But that was how your mother was," he said a small smile touching his lips. Naoki laughed at the irony. "I believe that her soul reincarnated dad. I'm glad that I was awarded a second chance to meet her," Naoki mumbled. "Let's go home son," his father said. Naoki nodded his head in agreement as he walked with his father.

Rika's expensively manicured finger pointed at the next baby store. "If these babies are anything like how Midori was the clothes have to have a bigger head hole," she said. "I forgot how much fun it is to shop in preparation for childbirth," Rika commented. Hotaru nodded her head as she apologetically watched her fiance disappear behind the mountain of shopping bags. "This is why I didn't tell you in the first place. I feel suffocated," Midori complained. "Midori-kun don't say that. Rika-san let's get on with it. Midori-kun shouldn't complain so much though. It's your son and your daughter. Normally Tachibana can lift twice as much," she said already missing butt kicking action. "Hotaru-chan sweetheart. Who on earth is Tachibana?" Rika asked. Hotaru bit her tongue realizing that after all the struggle she had gone through she'd let it slip. Rika wasn't aware that she spoke in the third person. "That is..." she mumbled. "That's her mother. You'll meet her soon enough and then you two ladies can have a nice long chat," Midori said. Hotaru silently thanked Midori for the save. Akihiko wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Stepfather," he whispered. Midori grew curious about what the young boy wanted. "Yes Aki-chan?" he answered. "I don't know why but I feel extremely tired. Is this the everyday life of a mule?" he asked. "Pfft. Not exactly Aki-chan but they do carry quite a load," he said. They entered the shop and sat on some cushioned chairs. Midori watched his fiance as she excitedly pointed at various items. He couldn't quite recall what life was like without her. One thing was for certain. Solitary life was lonely and boring. But now he'd never be alone again. Hotaru glowed in her peach halter neck maxi dress. She was always beautiful but today she was even brighter than before. Her eyes sparkled with life and laughter. Hotaru's blonde locks rested against her back in a loose french plait. He chuckled after realizing that she never really liked long hair but it didn't matter. "Midori-kun look at this. Isn't this cute?" she said lifting the infamous 'buy one get one free' rompers. The joke never got old. Akihiko fidgeted in his seat. "Stepfather I'm hungry," the boy complained. "Okay Aki-chan. Wait for five more minutes. Then we'll go and grab something to eat. I'm quite famished myself if I may add," Midori said.

Masahiko removed the darts from the board and began throwing them again. That piece of paper was the bane of his existence. Midori Nagamasa and Hotaru Tachibana were getting married. The wedding invite he had received from his goddess had done nothing but enrage him. At TGC he actually thought that he stood a chance against that old fashioned gentleman. But no all he got was his failure rubbed in his face. The wedding invite did nothing but rub salt in his wounds. 15 years had passed but he just felt as empty as he did the day he watched her dying before his eyes. He remembered as clear as daylight her laboured breathing as Mei Hasegawa took her last breaths. Her parting words to him were ,"Protect Naoki, Masahiko. I love the two of you very much and your father as well. Keep each other safe". Masahiko respected her dying words but his black heart found it hard to forgive his father and brother. Both of them had played a part in seperating him from his beloved mother. Naoki, he could try to forgive since he hadn't actively partaken in her death. But his father. Damn him. Mashiko saw Hotaru pass by his window on her way to the break room. Masahiko felt tormented everyday. He watched her when he got the chance and he always found himself growling. His anger hadn't subsided after he found out the reason why Midori Nagamasa was smug that day at TGC. Masahiko had been the fool to have his own trap ensnare him. He massaged his temples. Such a fool. But nonetheless it didn't matter.

"Twirl around a bit Hotaru," Kane said. Picking out a dress for her was harder than expected. Either it was too big or too tight. She prayed long and hard that this one would be the one. Kanae gasped at how beautifully the gown flowed around her. The lace and pearls body top hugged around her ample chest perfectly. The rest of the dress flowed around in waves around her. At least the train wasn't ridiculously long. "Kanae I actually love this gown the most. It's perfect," Hotaru said lifting the dress's skirt up. "Thank goodness we found this right in time. Your wedding is coming up in a week. To be honest I thought I was going to lose my mind," the pink haired woman said. Hotaru cradled her belly and sighed. "I can't help but feel nervous. This challenge is greater than anything I've ever faced," she said. "Hotaru there's no need to get the wedding jitters right now. I know that I had cold feet but follow your heart okay. This ring," she said pointing to her own wedding band. "This is the universal code for commitment. Midori loves you a lot and I see it that you love him just as much. I can't promise that it will be always blissful but being together through the rough times is what really matters. Those vows you are about make are not to be taken lightly. They should be engraved in your heart because you never know what will happen," Kanae said. Hotaru sat down feeling the exhaustion kicking in. "Yes Kanae I understand that. Tachibana will admit that at first Midori-san and I decided to get married due to circumstantial reasons but now things are different. I believe that my life would be meaningless without him. And if any problems do pop will crush them with my fists," she said rather fiercely. "That's good to know," Kanae said.

Matsuoka smoked his fourth cigar as he leaned against the balcony. He was the best man huh. He didn't feel like being the best man but if he tried remembering that he was the Midori before the dark times Matsuoka could pull it off. He was after all eloquent with his words. "Mattsun you're at it again," Yukki said. The hosts eyes traced the location of his friend. A dark head poked out of room 204. "Hey Yukki," he said. "If it's bothering you so much why didn't you say no?" Yuki asked. "It's impossible Yukki. It might be difficult to believe but he's changed," Matsuoka said. Yuki scratched the top his head. "Fatherhood does change the worst of them," he said. "Yukki I don't know whether you've asked yourself this before. I've asked myself a million times already. But what are we doing with our lives?" he asked. "Living them to the fullest. I do quite enjoy being an immature grown man," Yukki said. "Is it the fullest we can achieve. Isn't there more to it?" he asked. "There is more to it Mattsun. But I'd rather leave some pages unturned. The result can be catastrophic. Especially for you Mattsun. You have a wandering eye," he said shaking his shoulder suggestively. "Yukki you always seem to know the right thing to calm me down. Thanks old friend," Matsuoka said. Matsuoka was surprised when Midori asked him to be his best man but he understood why.

"Hotaru ," Kanae called shaking her awake. "Five more minutes Kanae," she mumbled. "There's no extra time Hotaru. It's your wedding day and we don't have time to spare, " she cried. Hotaru sat up abruptly. The wedding was that day?! "What day is it Kanae? " she asked. "The eigth of August Hotaru. Your wedding day," she said. Hotaru tugged at her hair and screamed. "Kanae it's Tachibana's wedding and I slept through half of it!" Hotaru cried. "There there. It's gonna be just fine. Aunt Kanae will make everything better," she cooed. "Kanae thanks, " she said. The day of the wedding had arrived and Hotaru felt the pressure. She'd had a rough night because the twins were mercilessly kicking. They were already fighting and they hadn't even seen each other yet. Kids. She woke up late with only two hours to spare before the wedding began. Just as customs demanded Midori and Hotaru hadn't spent the night together. This was their first time in years being apart. Maybe this was the other reason why her twins were acting up. They sensed that he wasn't around too. "Hotaru we have to get you ready. We've got less than two hours before you walk down that aisle," Kanae said. Hotaru found herself surrounded by five more Kanae's. The make up artist fixed her make up while her best friend did her hair. Chiharu grabbed her veil and handed it to kanae. Kanae pinned the tiara into Hotaru's updo of curly blonde tresses. Kanae and the stylist stepped back to look at their work. Kanae couldn't help the tears that trickled down her cheek. "I promised that I wouldn't cry but here I am bawling like a baby. But not to worry. It's waterproof mascara. I'm so proud of you today Hotaru. You've made me happy," she said. "Kanae stop saying that. Otherwise I'll start crying too," Hotaru said. Kanae sniffed and wiped her eyes. "It's not over until you get there. We don't want to be late so ladies lets make a move on ," Kanae said.

Midori stood at the altar feeling waves of uncertainty rolling off his skin . What if she decided not to show up? What if Hotaru didn't want to be with him after all? Thoughts of doubt seeded in his mind rapidly. A gentle hand tapped his shoulder. "I've never seen you this worked up before. Relax Midori it'll be fine," Matsuoka said. Midori laughed at his slight panic. "Masamune thank you for that. Maybe I'm not immune to all the problems men face after all," he chuckled. Hotaru and Midori had decided to wed the traditional way. Their wedding was being held in a church. Midori had already greeted all the guests and it was almost time for his bride to walk down the aisle. The doctor fixed his bow tie feeling a bit off. He exhaled softly. Midori looked around for any trace of his bride. The music co-ordinator hadn't even indicated that she had arrived. His eyes looked around once more. His mother and father were sitting in the first row. Mr Nagamasa was identical to his son. The only difference being that he he had black hair and he wore his glassess most of the time. Rika patted her chest. Was she telling him to relax? Hotaru's parents were nowhere to be seen. They had flown from America just to attend that special day and now they were out of sight. Could the situation get any more stressful? Midori checked his wrist watch again. Hotaru was ten minutes late. She was never tardy then why did she choose this moment to keep him waiting. He was about to call her when the calming melodies of Pachelbel filled the church. The doctor straightened up and looked towards the entrance. All the guests rose to their feet. Kane Tachibana was the first to enter as she took her place in the first row. A few seconds later Midori's bride entered arm in arm with his father inlaw. Midori found himself lost for words for the first time in his life. She was breath takingly gorgeous in her white gown. Hotaru radiated brightly as she slowly made her way to the alter. She clutched her father's arm more firmly as they drew closer. Her best friend held her train whilst she walked. Midori was grateful that she had decided to come. He felt relieved. Hotaru blushed seeing the love of her life looking a bit nervous. Who knew that he had a weak spot? Hotaru couldn't stop herself from admiring how handsome he was. Midori wore a black slim fit tuxedo that outlined his lean structure. His hair was side parted and slicked to the side. Did he do that especially for her? She was only joking when she had mentioned that to him. Midori truly was a gentleman. Midori's fingers grazed Hotaru's hand as her father placed her hand in his. Souichi smiled warmly and said , "I put my trust in you."
Midori glanced at her lovingly before they turned to face the priest. The priest looked at the gathering before he began. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together Midori Nagamasa and Hotaru Tachibana in holy Matrimony; which is an honourable estate, instituted of God, signifying unto us the mystical union that is betwixt Christ and his Church: which holy estate Christ adorned and beautified with his presence and first miracle that he wrought in Cana of Galilee, and is commended of Saint Paul to be honourable among all men: and therefore is not by any to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly; but reverently, discreetly, advisedly, soberly, and in the fear of God. Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace." he said. No-one raised their voices against their union. " I require and charge you both, as you will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why you may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, you do now confess it. For be well assured, that if any persons are joined together other than as God's Word allows, their marriage is not lawful."
Hotaru's hand squeezed Midori's lightly. " Midori, wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?" he asked. "I will," Midori answered. " Hotaru, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live? " he asked Hotaru. "I will, " she answered. "Who giveth this woman to this man?" the priest asked. Hotaru's father placed her hand in Midori's right hand. "Please repeat after me," the priest ordered. "I Midori take thee Hotaru to my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth, " he said. Hotaru couldn't believe that her wedding was actually happening. Midori was so certain about his decision that he didn't falter as he spoke. He looked directly into her eyes as the words left his lips. "I Hotaru take thee Midori to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth," she said. Akihiko came forward with the rings and the priest blessed them. " I Midori, vow to love and support you Hotaru and carry on each day with kindness, understanding, honesty, humor, and passion. With this ring I wed thee, " he said slipping the diamond encrusted gold band on her finger. Hotaru held his hand steadily. She looked up into his eyes. "I Hotaru, vow to love and support you Midori and carry on each day
with kindness, understanding, honesty, humor, and passion. With this
ring I wed thee," she said slipping the gold band onto his finger. "By the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the priest said. Midori removed the veil and gazed upon his wife. In all his years of living that day was the most remarkable day. Hotaru Tachibana the only woman he'd ever loved had accepted his hand in marriage and she was now his wife. Hotaru placed her hand on the crook of his neck and motioned him to move forward. Her husband was surprised at how bold she'd become. She closed her eyes and imagined herself in a world were it was Midori and herself. Their lips met and moved together for a couple of seconds. Something felt different. Midori kissed her tenderly choosing to make that moment special for her. What he couldn't express with his words he'd let his body explain with his touch. They drew apart from some air. "I love you Hotaru," he said. "I love you too Anata," she said. Midori who hadn't anticipated her words found his face flaring up. Hotaru laughed at his priceless reaction. Kanae and Matsuoka showered them with confetti. Midori turned to his wife and beamed. "Mrs Nagamasa how about we leave," he suggested. "Sounds good. My shoes aren't exactly the most comfortable," she said. Hotaru found her feet swept of the ground. Midori held her close to his chest. "I've been dying to carry you like this again. It seems like every time I do I have the best time of my life," he said. "Midori-kun," she mumbled. "Hush now. You did say that your feet were killing you," he said carrying her out of the church.

"Best wedding ever," Haruki said drinking from his champagne flute. "Nii-san that's enough. You tend to talk more after consuming alcohol," Haruka said. "It's my best friends wedding. I'll drink as much as I want," he said grabbing a bottle. The wedding reception was beautiful. Haruki didn't expect less from the king. Seems like he dominated everywhere. The hired MC ordered everyone to settle down. "Isn't this celebration simply amazing. How about a little fun ? If I may have the bride and groom at the center," he said. Hotaru and Midori walked up front. "May the bride take a seat on that chair I stationed over there. The maiden of honor let me in on a little secret," he said. Hotaru sat down and looked at Midori questioningly. Midori looked as blank as ever. "Seems like the bride still has her garter on. The groom needs to help her remove it," the MC said. The wheels on Hotaru's mind clicked. The garter? Did he mean that floral stretchy cloth Kanae had said she could use as a gun holder. "Tachibana has been deceived," she mumbled. The guests began cheering. "It can't be helped then Hotaru," Midori laughed. He went down his knees and lifted up the hem of her dress. "Which side is it? " he asked. "Tachibana won't say a word," she said defiantly. "Fine. I'll look around ," he said going in without paying attention to her pleas. Hotaru's face turned crimson realising were Midori was. Midori hoisted her leg on his shoulder. He silently laughed seeing how far the garter was. Hotaru felt his tongue and teeth grazing her inner thigh. She felt it again as his teeth bit the tiny fabric as he moved out. He slipped it off her leg and held it like a trophy. "Boys you can have it," he said tossing it towards the guys. Haruki caught it and passed it Yukki. "Keep it Tooru," he said. "Mattsun we're next ," Yukki mouthed.
Hotaru's face was burning from the embarrassment. Midori stood up and helped her up. "Will you forgive me for that. I was backed into a corner so I had no other option," Midori explained. "Tachibana did have fun so I pardon you," she said. The wedding proceeded smoothly. They cut the cake and fed each other. Everyone wined, dined and danced their worries away. Midori and Hotaru took centre stage once more for their final dance. Midori held the small of her back and placed her left hand on his shoulder. His pale blue eyes stared into the deepest part of her soul. "This is the best day of my life," he said. Hotaru rested her head on his chest. "I agree Midori-kun. This is the happiest day of my life. I can't believe that we got married," she said. "Hn? You have to believe it Mrs Nagamasa. You are eternally mine," he said. They danced in each others arms for a while until their song ended. The green haired doctor checked his watch. "It's about time we left otherwise you'll miss my surprise," he whispered. The newly wed couple said their goodbyes. "Congratulations Midori. And you too Hotaru. The first time I saw you were just a kid. But look at the beautiful woman you've become. I truly wish that you may have a long and happy married life," he said. "Matsuoka-san. Thank you. Tachibana is glad to have the captain say such endearing words to me," she said. Kane Tachibana walked to her daughter and hugged her. She patted her son inlaw on the back. "Tachibana has never been more proud. Yesterday you were my baby girl. You still are my baby girl. But today you're somebody's wife," she said. "Mama," Hotaru said. Kane Tachibana turned to Midori. "Tachibana still hasn't forgiven you for stealing my daughter from me. But since you are a decent guy unlike those childish men she hangs around," she said pointing to ToyGunGun's members. "I'll let you have my daughter. But if you break her heart. Tachibana will sentence you to an early death," she said. " Mama stop saying that. Tachibana's babies need their father alive," she said. "Hotaru my beautiful daughter," Souichi said as he removed his oxygen mask. Hotaru gave her father a squeeze. "Papa," she cried. " I'm happy that you've found happiness in your life. I know that he'll take good care of you. Now go off. I'm well aware that you're desperate to leave for your honeymoon," he chuckled. Hotaru blushed finally understanding what her father meant. "We're not in a rush," she mumbled. "Midori, my son, feel free to take her away. I can't be the reason you're postponing marital bliss," Souichi laughed. " Thank you for your blessing. I'll protect her with my life. I'm honoured that you left your precious daughter in my care father. Pardon me as we take our leave," Midori said intertwining his fingers with Hotaru's. The brides maid threw rose petals at them as they left the reception. "Midori-kun why did we leave early. It's only 7:15," the blonde woman said. "I wouldn't want us to miss our flight," he said. They got into the white limousine where Hotaru leaned against the seat. "Midori-kun what are you talking about. I don't recall us ever talking about our honeymoon," she said. "My little wife didn't I mention that it's a surprise? I'm know that you'll love it," he said adding the last part seductively.

The salty sea breeze billowed through her hair. Hotaru tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. " Midnight walks down the beach are relaxing aren't they? " Midori asked. "Yes they are. This is Tachibana's second visit to Okinawa but it's never been this beautiful ," she answered. The doctor smiled gently. "How about we get inside. It's not good for you to stay outside in these conditions for too long," he said holding her hand. "You worry too much. But Tachibana will take your word for it. Given that you're a highly esteemed doctor and all," she said following him into their hotel. They entered their room and Midori closed the door. Midori switched on the tv. "Midori-kun I have to change into my pyjamas ," she said. Hotaru unzipped the suitcase and started looking for her clothes. "Kanae said that she packed my things in here. Then why can't I find my clothes? " she asked herself. Midori's companion returned in a lacy black gown. "You said you were wearing your pyjamas ," Midori pointed out. "You did say that you wanted to see my belly better. Besides someone stole my stuff," she mumbled. "Come here, " the doctor said. She sat on his laps and rested in his arms. Midori caressed her bump and breathed in her tantalizing vanilla scent. Midori feathered kisses on her neck. He proceeded to suck on the juncture between her neck and shoulder. Hotaru threw her head back thriving on the different sensations he was making her feel. "Midori-kun ," she cried. Midori nuzzled her neck before changing the channel. "I'm not going to do anything that'll hurt you or the babies. Apart from that you're too sensitive right now. Why don't we watch some TV? " he said. Hotaru nodded her head and rested her back against his chest.

"Good morning Midori-san. Welcome back. How was your honeymoon?" Fujimoto asked. "Ehh? Oh Fujimon. Up bright and early I see. My honeymoon you ask. Well it wouldn't be much of a secret if I told you would it?" he asked. "Midori-sensei congratulations on your marriage ," Ichi said. "Ichi," Midori said. "I apologize for my absence at your wedding. Something came up," she said. Midori knew that his nurse was probably breaking down. But she needed to understand that he was in love with someone else. The rest of the day he received many congratulations. The doctor sat at his desk flipping through the new patient program .

Naoki raced through the police station. He heard that she was back from the officer at the front desk. He needed to see her and tell her what had happened. The brown haired boy collided with a titanium wall. He covered his nose when he felt blood trickling down. "Sorry about that," he apologized. "Why are you in such a rush Naoki? " Masahiko asked rather coldly. "Nii-san I just want to see someone. Excuse me," he said. "Who did you want to see this badly?" the raven haired man asked. "It's none of your business Nii-san. Who I talk to should not concern you," Naoki said feeling his anger spike. Masahiko raised a brow in inquisition. He stepped out of his way. "Go then. I wouldn't want to keep you waiting," he said. Naoki continued his journey to Hotaru's desk. "Officer Tachibana, " he called. Hotaru dropped her work and gave him a hug. "Naoki-chan. Tachibana almost didn't recognize you. You look different," she said ruffling his hair. "Yeah I know that I'm handsome. No need to remind me," he bragged. "Take a seat. How's school?" she asked. "Better. I've joined the soccer team. I might be going to nationals next year," he said. "That's awesome Naoki-chan. Aim to win. Those stuck up competitors should know who the boss is, neh" she laughed. "Officer Tachibana," he began. "Call me Hotaru-chan," she said. "Hotaru-chan. Do you remember the second time we met? Please forget what I mentioned that day about my mother. Father cleared up everything for me," he said. "He did? That's wonderful news. Tachibana was planning to bring the doors down at your house. It would have been so much better," she pouted. "Violence is not always the answer," Naoki said. "I see now. Naoki-chan is now acting like a big man," she said. "Hotaru-chan I don't know if you'll permit me but can you teach me to be more like you?" he asked. "Naoki-chan you don't need to change yourself. You're are a good person as you are. Tachibana wouldn't change anything about you," she said. Naoki nodded his head accepting her words of wisdom. "The reason why I came here today is that I have a match on Saturday so I wanted to ask if you can come and watch me play," he said nervously. "Naoki-chan I am honored. Of course I'll come. This will be your first victory so how can Tachibana afford to miss it," she said. "Thank you for that," he said. Masahiko leaned against the wall listening to their conversation. How fascinating. The old man had decided to rid himself of the guilt by telling his younger brother the truth. Masahiko laughed for the first time in months. "How pathetic. Does he seriously expect us to forget the person who caused the tragedy in the first place. Impossible," he said walking away. The crimson eyed man symapthised with his younger brother who needed affection more than anyone else. So he was channeling it through Hotaru Tachibana...correction...Hotaru Nagamasa. What a predicament he was in

"Matsuoka remember when we wanted to be professional soccer players," Yukki asked. "Back then we believed we could do anything but then you moved away. And my mother left me. The irony. Everyone I knew was leaving me at that time," he said sipping his water. "The difference is I came back Mattsun," he said brushing his shoulder. "You know very well that I don't like being cooped up in the same basket as everyone else," the mangaka sighed. "Hey look. Number 49 is about to make a goal," Matsuoka said. "Number 49 might as well be cast down to hell," Haruki said. "Hahaha. Haruharuki don't tell me you're still sour about TGC. He's just a kid. Oh wait. Now I understand your shame. 'Oh God save me' . Then you passed out," Yukki laughed. Haruki growled a few profanities under his breath. "Haruki and Yukki this is a high school match. Try not to get us kicked out for yelling obscene things," Matsuoka said. "Retard," Haruki mumbled. Slush. "Haruki needed to cool down a bit. I doused him with my water," Matsuoka said. "So fucking mature," Haruki said nonchalantly. "Watch it," the captain warned. "Matsuoka-san please explain to me what's going on. All Tachibana sees is people kicking around a ball," she whispered. "It is my duty to educate to people who are ignorant in the ways of football. Some people believe that it originated from the Aztecs. Other's say that it is extra-terrestrial. But I beg to differ ," he said fluidly. "Forget it Matsuoka-san. I have a feeling that this will turn into an undeserved lecture," she said sheepishly. "All Naoki-chan needs to know is that Tachibana saw him score," she added matter of factly. Matsuoka felt his essence flow out at her blatant disregard of his well of knowledge. Omori High School won with a score of 3-0. The star player was raised in the air by his teammates. Hotaru had never seen the brown haired boy as happy as he was that day. "Yukimura-san you're taking picture right?" she asked. "Normally I'd be taking pictures of Mattsun all slick with sweat but I'll make an exception. I see a young Mattsun in the making. He has quite a lot of potential," he sung. Naoki waved at Hotaru and she waved back. Haruki stuck his nose up. "Haruki it was only a game" she said trying to reason with him. "I don't really care. My pride will not allow me to let this go," he said. A recently showered Naoki raced to the benches. "Hotaru-chan thanks for coming. Are these your friends?" he asked. " is Matsuoka-san, Yukimura-san and Haruki. I believe that you all met at TGC," Hotaru said. "I believe that's correct. I'm Naoki Hasegawa ," the boy said introducing himself. "That was some fine sportsmanship back there kid. Where did you learn to play like that?" Matsuoka asked. "I used to attend soccer lessons back in middle school," he explained. "How impressive," Haruki said sarcastically. "Wait you're the guy I fought with at TGC right. To be honest I was so scared I thought I was going to wet my pants. You were really cool," Naoki said. "I'm listening," Haruki said. "This guy?!" Yukki and Matsuoka chimed in with incredulous looks on their faces. "Yes me. Who's fault is it that you idiots realized my greatness too late. I'll pardon you peasants," he said smugly. "I'm not a peasant," Yukki grumbled. "Whatever. Naoki-kun how about you and I have a little chat," Haruki said. "His ego is easily inflated. That guy," Matsuoka commented. " That's why he's so amazing," Hotaru laughed. "You're right about that," the captain said.

"Honey I'm home," Midori called dropping his briefcase on the chair. The house remained silent. Until he heard snoring coming from the couch. Her nose was buried inside a book. "Names for your little one," he chuckled as he read the cover. "Hotaru-chan wake up. Your sleeping position is terrible," he said. Hotaru yawned and stared at him drowsily. "Midori-kun when did you get in?" Hotaru asked. "Not too long ago. I'll help you up the stairs," Midori said. "No we have to find names. I don't want to name these guys after some random idea that popped in my head," she said. "I'm good at naming," Midori said. "Yeah right. Tachibana knows that you and I give the cheesiest names. We suck. So why don't we let the professionals assist us this time," she said. "The worst names," Midori said sensing his strength departing from him. "I'm sorry but it's true. Tachibana shares your pain," she said. "Uh okay. We'll try things your way and find something we can agree upon ," he said. "That shouldn't be too hard." she answered. "How was your day? And how did Naoki-kun do," he asked. " My day was exhausting. Tachibana had to stop several fights between those guys. I think Tachibana should have whatever they're having. And Naoki was amazing. You should have seen him tackling the opposing team. He's scored two out of the three goals. Naoki's name might become a household name" Hotaru said. "From your description I can summarise that I missed a lot. But it couldn't be helped. The situation in the hospital was critical," he said. "Midori-kun it's not an issue. Just don't miss our kids events too much. And anata," she said. "Yes my love?" he asked. "Carry me to bed. I'm too tired to moved," she giggled. "Your wish is my command," the doctor said.

end of chapter 11*

Here's chapter 11. I hope that you liked it.