Two Months Ago
by Varon
Two Months Ago
by Varon
varon22@gurlmail.com
I fidgeted on my seat, tapping my foot nervously. I brought the cup to my lips, not really tasting the fruit punch Yukina had prepared. I gulped down the liquid, the coolness somehow soothing my throat, but not relieving my feeling of dread. Duh. As if I could wash it down with a single swig.
Over the other side of Shizuru's new (and super spacious) apartment is Yusuke, laughing boisterously with Kuwabara. They were making silly faces, and constanly slapping each other on the back. They are so mature for nineteen-year-olds.
Down by the CD player is Minamino-kun, busying himself in selecting a disc he wanted. Beside him Botan kept on gushing about the singers on the album covers. I saw him stifle an amused grin.
In the kitchen were Yukina and Shizuru, I think preparing some finger foods. The owner's other friends from work are mingling around.
I sighed once more. I wished I could just get to what I have to tell him. I'm not looking forward to it, but I told myself I've put it off for two weeks already. I had to tell him tonight.
What is my problem? I knew he loved me. He loves me. And I love him back. Shouldn't that ease things up a bit?
Oh boy. I think I'm really afraid of his reaction. And of the consequences it might bring. Because as minisicule as that stupid feeling is, I simply can't deny the fact that it's there. I can't erase the thought that...
That he might NOT want it. Me.
Finally Minamino and Botan agreed on what song to play. Nick Lachey's cool voice boomed out of the speakers and reached my ears. The familiar beat made my heart drop to my stomach.
Of all the songs they had to pick, they picked 98°'s "I Do".
Oh, it's nothing. It's just about the song Yusuke told me he liked when we were out strolling in the moonlight some months ago. He said it with a secretive smile, and I instantly knew the hidden meaning. I had flushed then, holding his hand tighter. And now that the song's playing, It's making things harder for me. No, the song does not affect me at all.
I found Yusuke's eyes avert from Kuwabara's and traveled to meet my gaze. His large brown eyes lit up, and I tried to smile. A very feeble smile.
He walked across the room for me. He bent over and whispered in my ear, "Would you like to dance?"
I could only nod. I was utterly defeated.
He held my body closer to his as we swayed to the music. Other couples were dancing as well: I saw Botan resting her head comfortably on Kurama's shoulder, and Kazuma had wrestled Yukina out of the kitchen for a while so they could dance. If I weren't feeling so depressed I would have felt giddy. Shizuru had planned a perfect time to host a party -- after all, tomorrow IS Valentine's Day.
"Till that day I found you
How you opened my eyes
To a new paradise..."
Great. Just great. My fingers clutched Yusuke's collar tighter. I can't do it. I just can't.
But, I... I... had to.
NOW.
I lifted my head from his chest. "Yusuke..."
"Hmm?" He looked into my eyes. I felt even less confident.
"I have to tell you something."
"Fire away." We were still slow-dancing.
"It's.. kind of private. Can we talk outside?"
"But I thought you loved this song!"
"Please?" I pleaded in a soft voice. He gave in almost immediately.
We stepped out to the small balcony. I placed my hands on the rail, not knowing how to begin. Yusuke stood beside me expectantly, his hands in his pockets.
Shit -- why did he have to do that simple gesture? He knew I found him very attractive when he's posed like that. Geez, he's making this REALLY hard for me.
"Yusuke," I started. "I, uh..." I swallowed. "I need you to tell me honestly what you feel about... about what I'm going to tell you."
He nodded, reaching out for me. "Sure."
I melted into his embrace. I even dared to look him in the eye as I tried again. "Yusuke, I -- I'm... I'm..."
I turned away. I couldn't take his loving stare. Because in another moment his look might dissolve faster than I could say "Bingo".
I held my downcast gaze, all the while fingering his shirt buttons.
This is it. It's now or never. I inhaled deeply.
"Yusuke... I'm pregnant."
- 0 -
We did it about two months ago. That would be on December 24. Kurama had thrown a Christmas Eve dinner, with everybody there. As in everybody. Genkai wasn't there, of course, but she could be in spirit. Koenma, George Saotome, and even HIEI were there. It had been a lot of fun, being with all of them again after a year of working and minding our own businesses.
Yusuke and I had just been on the first year of our "formal relationship", meaning it had only been a year that we've been an official couple. We went to the party not expecting any drastic happening, and it would not have taken place if not for the utterly brilliant person who decided to serve nothing for the drinks but sake. I never figured out who the Einstein was. Didn't he think that not all people drink alcohol?
But I wasn't to blame the sake. Well, not entirely.
The others started a drinking binge, and I refused profusely. But Yusuke had somehow tricked me into drinking the liquid. He made me eat something hot, so I held out my hand while fanning my mouth, begging for a drink. With an impish grin (as he had had a few glasses already) he handed me a glass. My brain sent warning signals that it IS sake, but my tongue and throat were burning already. I took a big swig of the drink.
I was fine for a moment, but then the sake burned my throat even more. It was a rather idiotic thing to do.
Yusuke was grinning. "You really can't take it," he told me jokingly.
I could have beat him up, but I was beginning to feel dizzy. Just a bit. I really didn't want to drink, but my mind was fuzzy and I could sense the challenge in his statement. I guess that's just about enough to make me finish about three more glasses.
And after that, I had succumbed to the effects of alcohol intoxication.
The stereo started blasting Ricky Martin's "Living La Vida Loca". Yusuke was still hovering over me, as if recovering his shock from seeing me gobble down so many drinks in such a short time. But he grinned foolishly again. "That's more like it," he said.
The rhythm was getting to me. I jumped up to my feet and dragged Yusuke into the dance floor. At first were were simply moving our bodies from side to side, occasionally jumping and flagging our arms like morons. Then I remembered what I had seen in the music video, and I tried to do that. I pressed myself against Yusuke and swayed my hips sensually from left to right as I moved down his leg. He must have liked it, because he drew me closer to him and his hands moved in circles on my back. And my maniac of a boyfriend placed his hands on my butt, as if feeling their roundness. But that time, I didn't care. I was too enjoying too much to be furious at him. In fact, I loved the feeling.
We were breathing hard when the song finished. The others started laughing, exhilerated from the fast dance steps. I heard Shizuru tell Atsuko-san, "Look at Keiko! I never thought she could rock your son like that!" Yusuke's mother chuckled. "Never though either," she said.
Yusuke didn't seem to hear them. The blood still pounding in my ears, I followed him as he led me out of the room. I leaned against him, and said simply, "I'm tired."
"So am I."
My next words reflected how much I had drunk. "Yusuke... I want to go to bed."
"Oh, OK. I'll take you home."
"With you."
Maybe he was still in his right mind then, because he looked shocked -- make that flabbergasted -- for the second time that evening. But then his grey matter must have flown off in the direction that mine did, and was replaced by GREEN matter. Because all of a sudden he was beaming like a fool and agreed. "Alright."
Good thing Kurama's house was huge. We found an unlocked room in the third floor (away from the party) that was obviously unused, and slipped inside.
As soon as Yusuke locked the door he grabbed me from behind and kissed my neck hungrily. My right hand caressed the back of his neck.
His hands moved up my blouse to unzip it. I grabbed some of his hair as he nibbled at my earlobe, then faced him, and planted a long kiss on his lips. I stepped backward, and we kept on moving until we fell on the bed. My cotton blouse was already on the floor and I felt my bra strap slip a notch. I unbuttoned his shirt as his mouth found my shoulder. He pushed my strap aside; I craned my neck to give him more access.
Soon his polo shirt dropped. I touched his chest, feeling his mucles ripple. "Umm," I moaned, and proceeded to unbuckling his belt and undressing him of his pants.
He pushed my skirt up, his hands moving up and down my curvaceous legs. At this time his lips were not leaving my chest. It was getting awkward, so I guided his hands to unfasten the clasp of my bra.
His lips found mine again. This time his hands were intent on mashing my breasts. Every so often I would yelp in mild pain, but I loved what he was doing. He tweaked my nipples with his fingers, as my fingernails dug deeper into his back. I ran a hand through his hair, the hair cream now losing its power.
Soon after we were completely naked, so we dove under the sheets. Yusuke was right on top of me, and I felt his manhood on my femininity. It was beginning to rise and stiffen as he was playing with my breasts. I grabbed his dick and toyed with it, feeling my excitement build up.
I knew he was getting aroused as well. I rolled over so I was on top, and rubbed my genitals against his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and muttered my name. Sweat beaded on our bodies, but we were having too much fun to stop.
His mouth caught one of my breasts and he sucked at it gently. He massaged the other. I rubbed harder, kissing his lips.
After a while he rolled over on top of me again, I could tell the foreplay was over. We were both ready.
"Keiko," he gasped, "I love you."
"I love you too, Yusuke," I said in an almost inaudible voice.
I didn't know what sensation I was supposed to feel, but when I felt him enter me... I could only gasp in pain. He was looking straight into my eyes, apology written all over his face. I smiled reassuringly. He continued, going out of me, then into me again. And again. And again. The tempo of our sexual dance went faster, and faster... until I felt something come out of him.
And finally, we stopped.
He went out of me for the final time. His head was nestled in between my breasts, and I felt his warm breath on my chest. We were panting again, and this time we really were exhausted. I held him tight, as my eyelids drooped and gave in to sleep.
- 0 -
Now he stood before me, still holding me to him. Tears blurred my vision, for two minutes had passed since I blurted out the news. I knew what his silence meant.
I was right, after all. My insecurities prevailed.
But then I felt his finger curl under my chin, turning my face towards his. I still dropped my gaze, for I was hurt.
"Keiko, look at me," he said softly. I shook my head stubbornly.
"Please."
I still didn't.
Until I felt his lips on mine.
What is this? I thought. I thought of pushing him away, but as I tried to feel his kiss I knew it was telling me he does love me still. I kissed him back.
A minute later be broke apart. He tucked a strand of my long hair behind my ear. He was smiling fondly -- happily? -- at me.
"I thought you didn't want the child." I mildly accused him. "You silence told me so."
"Sorry, I was shocked," he told me. "But let me tell you something, Keiko: I love you and I would never leave you. You know that already, but I'll repeat it for as often as you would be convinced of what I feel for you."
My eyes shone with emotion. "Yusuke..."
"And," he said, "that news was the best Valentine's present you gave me. Ever."
He fished in his pocket and produced a small object wrapped in blue tissue paper. He handed it to me, and I unfolded it gingerly.
A sapphire-studded diamond ring as big as a golf ball was revealed.
"Oh my gosh!"
He took it from my shaking fingers and slipped it easily over the fourth ring of my hand. "I guess I don't need to ask AGAIN, but for formality's sake..."
He comically dropped down on one knee, held my hands in his and said, "Yukimura Keiko, will you be happy with a man like me?"
I smiled through my tears. "Urameshi Yusuke, there's no else one in this world with whom I'd rather spend my life."
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Notes:
Sorry, I guess it's kinda sappy. And the sex scene wasn't too erotic at all. Heh. ^_^ Gomen, but I'm not into hentai competely, anyway. Don't want to. Told ya it would be a lame excuse for a lemon fic! And I guess I made some sort of reference to Morgan D's "Coffee Time", a Christmas fic. That's about it... Don't forget to e-mail me for comments!