Room Mates Chapter Twenty-Four.
Author's note: Hi, to those of you that are still reading this and those that reviewed, thank you. I hope you enjoy this quick little chapter, it took me some time to pick genders and names, and I was a little lost when it came to writing this chapter, but I hope you enjoy it :)
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That was probably not the first impression my father had wanted to make to our new partners. I very much doubt that watching their CO fall over a table in his rush to leave, was an inspirational moment. And though I knew my father was not going to let me live it down, nothing seemed to register. Not when every part of my body seemed to be screaming at me, I needed to get to her, to them. My own little family was about to begin without me, but not if I couldn't help it.
Skidding my way past reception in those awful pinching shoes I have to wear for meetings, I collar Kukai not even explaining as I drag us to the company car and throw him inside. It was only by sheer luck that I knew what was happening, the tedium of my meeting had become too much. I had turned on my phone to tell Amu I missed her, but my phone had lit up like the fourth of July. An onslaught of texts from my sister, growing more and more incessant by the minute.
For the first time since throwing Kukai into the car I noticed him, glancing at me warily as if I had finally lost my mind. I grimaced, too impatient, too worried to explain without snapping at him undeservedly. Instead I passed him my phone, still open on the now full in box.
"Huh, weird Utau didn't text me..." Kukai pulled out his phone and then went suspiciously silent.
I glimpsed at him as often as I could, before my eyes inevitably found the road again. His face was scrunched in the way it often did when he knew Utau was going to rail at him and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little concerned.
"Oh..." his voice broke through the silence and it was all I could do to muster a glare.
"What Kukai? What oh?..." I asked tersely, turning my head to look out the window again. He shifted anxiously at my side causing me to grit my teeth in frustration.
"So how mad would you be if I told you that Utau did in-fact text me to tell me of your imminent daddy status?" Kukai replied as I looked at him incredulously.
"How the hell could you not know?" I growled in response as he ran a hand apprehensively through his already dishevelled hair.
"Well it was sort of on silent..." He shrugs his shoulders offering an apologetic smile and I sigh.
"Just ring Utau, let her know I'm on my way." I tookadvantageof the pause in traffic to stare at Kukai, as if eye contact alone was enough to force him into action. He seemed to roll his shoulders in response, tilting his head sideways like a small bird.
"Good plan, I like it... but what are you going to do about the traffic jam?" As if to emphasise his point he hitched a thumb towards the windscreen, a frown etched on his brow.
Today went down in my books as the worst day ever, I liked to think I was a good person, hell a saint most of the time. So I'd like to know in what past life I offended someone so badly that I deserved this. With my head in my hands I exhaled loudly before glaring out at the traffic in front of me.
Kukai's voice became mere background noise, I knew he was talking to my sister and I had listened enough to know that Amu was okay but now all I could focus on was her, how scared she must be and how much she needed me. Something inside my throat seemed to constrict, I couldn't leave her like this and it was with that in mind that I began loosening my tie.
So perhaps bolting out of the car without so much as an explanation was a little rash, the hospital was not far from here and running would be a faster option than driving any way, pinching work shoes or not. I must have looked rabid though, if the passer-bys reactions where anything to judge from and my legs burned from the unexpected strain.
As I rounded the corner to the Hospital dripping with sweat I saw a familiar blonde, pacing back and forth impatiently until she spotted me.
"Ikuto, did you run...all the way here..." Her words trailed off as I looked at her agitated, not even needing to speak.
"Right, Amu. Room 2B." She beamed proudly as I quickly ruffled her hair in thanks before setting off.
I made a deal with myself to exercise more often as I rounded yet another identical hospital corridor promising me my destination was closer than ever before. I came to an almost screeching halt when I reached my final corridor, there outside what I could only assume was 2B stood Rima. Her small frame slouched against the wall head hung low, as if hearing my footsteps she glanced up and the smile that met me was jovial.
"Finally, what took you so long?" Rima snorted, nodding towards the door.
"Nagi's in there with her, it's not pretty." She added, scrunching her nose delicately before allowing me past.
I entered the door cautiously, the realization that I was about to become a father lost on me until the very moment my fingers grasped the cold steel of the handle. Nagi had his arms around Amu, placating her as much as possible, but upon noticing my entry he smiled wide and relieved.
"Hey ichigo." I called out, watching her every move as her head bounced up to meet my eyes.
Her hair fell around her face, a mass of loose tangled curls and her eyes where red rimmed and glassy.
"Don't you ichigo me Tsukiyomi, where the hell have you been?" Her frigid tone was enough to make anyone wince, even Nagi glanced at me nervously before attempting to excuse himself.
"I'm here now Amu-koi." I replied, edging closer to the bed, she seemed to let out one long sigh before looking up to find my face again.
"I was so scared." she stuttered, bottom lip jutted out and wobbling ever so slightly.
"I know, I know. I'm here now though, I'm not going anywhere." I wound my fingers in her hair, scratching lightly the way she loved before cupping her jaw and kissing her lightly.
"How's the pain?" I asked, tilting her golden eyes to look into mine.
"s'not bad." she slurred sleepily before pressing her head into my shoulder.
The nurse came in not long after our reunion, ushering her patient back into bed before doing her regular hourly check-ups. She announced that Amu was now seven centre meters dilated and was almost ready, and Amu smiled a watery smile.
She was exhausted, it was impossible for her to get comfortable and the pain was beginning to worsen. Our friends had all been in at some point or another over the hours, Kukai finally arriving and not being allowed to enter the room until Utau had thoroughly chewed him out.
I lay by Amu's side, stretched out to fit her length switching between stroking her swollen bump and holding her hand through the worst of the contractions. She was strong and beautiful, baring her teeth against the worst of the pain and almost breaking my fingers with her dainty feminine fingers.
It had been just over two hours when the nurse finally announced it was time to push, and the look of nervous relief that flitted it's way across Amu's face was adorable, and I had never been more proud of her.
The pushing part of the pregnancy however made Amu's previous rage look tame. She cursed and shouted, switching between biting the pillow helpfully offered up instead of my arm and holding on with white knuckles to my fingers in a death grip.
Whispering sweet nothings into her hair and wiping the sweat from her brow, I listened as the nurses reminded her of what a good job she was doing, and how it would take a few more pushes. When the doctor finally announced she could see the head, it was like for a second I forgot how to breathe. The head she could see, was the start to our family. No longer where the twins that bump that I read to most nights, nor where they the sightless soundless kicks that Amu felt if she turned up her music to loud. They where real, and coming.
"One last push Amu, you're doing great." The doctor called out, gloved arms jutting out at odd angles as Amu gave one more push and hearty cry, gripping my arm fiercely.
The next thing I heard was tears, tiny squalling heart shaking tears filled the room as Amu laughed lightly in relief.
The twins where born 15 minutes apart, Taiyo and Kira Tsukiyomi. One boy and one girl, but different in nearly every way. Taiyo was quiet and subdued, just happy as long as he was close to somebody and very low maintenance. His little sister on the other hand, though smaller in size definitely carried the stubbornness of her mother. She was the loudest of the two, and would kick and scream until she got what she wanted, namely attention.
They where perfect and healthy, already able to wrap just about anyone around their tiny fingers, but more importantly they where loved.
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