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fic: Imagine me and you Title: Imagine me and you Pairing: Nishikido Ryo and Sawajiri Erika Genre: babyfic Rating: G Summary: A glimpse of the future for Ryo and Erika. Now with a bonus TegoMass. XD Disclaimer: Still wishing. Not mine, just playing with. Notes: … I think I’ve messed up my universes in this one. ’s got a bitof Rainbow canon, and a bit of OTS-verse, all tied in one. Verydisturbing. Anyway, douzo! For [info]cynicalism, because. For [info]maido_ari, whose canon I am borrowing and ninja-ing. For [info]enerirenie, too. I cannot hear you squeeing over here. XD Imagine me and you Nishikido Ryo x Sawajiri Erika now with a bonus TegoMass Middle of the night and Ryo was already muttering before he evenslid off the bed, lured away by a low whimper coming in the directionof the nursery. “I’ve got her,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to his wife’s neckbefore he went, eyes half-open, feeling around the hallway for thelight switch before he stubbed his toe on something again. He started cooing as he neared the room, “‘touchan’s coming, just a little more, and… there you are, Sabina.” His daughter sat up, sobbing raggedly, arms outstretched to him ashe walked towards the crib, passing the music box that played “Twinkle,Twinkle” in an endless, soft loop. “What’s wrong?” he asked, pickingthe baby up. “What’s the matter, tenshi?” Sabine snuggled into his arms, quieting as Ryo stroked her back andswayed from side to side slightly. “Were you lonely? We’ll get you somemilk and tuck you back in, okay? ‘touchan’s got work in the morning,sweetheart, he has a taping and a radio show…” “‘touchan’s work, not work,” a small voice came from the doorway.Ryo’s youngest son padded towards them carefully, peering up at him.“Baby cry? Baby sad?” “‘touchan’s work is so work, and imouto’s just hungry,” Ryo informedhim. “And what are you doing up, young man? Did she wake you?” “I thirsty, too,” the boy told him, yawning. “And did you put the glass in the sink, like ‘kaachan said?” “Hai.” Ryo bent down and gave him a one-armed hug. “All right, go on tobed, then. Oyasumi.” He watched the boy walk out and turn the cornerbefore giving his attention back to his baby, fixing a bottle offormula and feeding it to her, all with just one hand– a feat he’dlearned through years of experience. Just then, the doorbell rang, and that had him swiveling in place,stealing a quick glance at the clock on the wall. He strode out of theroom, his daughter still in his arms, muttering about who in the worldthat would be in the middle of the night. Ryo threw the door open and was met with the rebellious stare of hiseldest daughter, held fast at the shoulder by one Masuda Takahisa. “…Massu, what–” “Ai-chan came by tonight, Ryo-tan,” Tegoshi supplied cheerfully. “She said she was running away from home.” Aiko crossed her arms over her chest and pouted as she was usheredinside. Ryo frowned, wondering what had gotten into his eldest, and,additionally, why in the world she’d gone to Tegoshi’s and Massu’s, ifshe was going to run away? “Because Pi-jichan and Maki-bachan are in Rome,” Aiko replied stubbornly. “And Massu-jichan always has chocolate in the fridge.” Ryo resisted the urge to facepalm. “Aiko, sweetie–” “… Did she run away again?” Erika’s voice broke into his sentence asshe swept into the den and took Sabine from him. “Konbanwa,Tegoshi-san, Masuda-san. Sorry for the trouble.” Tegoshi and Masuda bowed slightly to greet her. “No trouble at all,”Masuda told her cheerfully, waving a little at the infant in her arms. She smiled and fixed Ryo with a ‘take-care-of-it’ look. “Sumimasen,”she murmured quietly to their guests. “I’ll just put Sabine in bed.Good night.” Then she walked away, cooing to her daughter the entiretime. “Good night~” Tegoshi chirped back. “Anyway, Ryo-tan, you don’t needus here, do you?” he asked, turning back to his disgruntled friend. “No, but– thank you, both of you,” Ryo replied, rubbing his temple.“Sorry for the inconvenience,” he repeated as he walked to the door toopen it for them. “See you guys tomorrow.” “Don’t worry about being late, Ryo-chan,” Massu told him. “We’ll explain the situation. Good night.” Ryo returned to the den where his daughter sat, cross-legged, on the couch, glaring at him. Sometimes, he marveled at the way she looked exactly like her mother. “Aiko–” he began quietly. “I don’t understand why I don’t get a new Palm Pilot,” she cut him off. “Sakura-chan got one!” Ryo resisted the need to remind her that Yamashita Sakura was Pi andMaki’s only child, and that she, Aiko, was the eldest of six. Instead,he gave her a firm, stern lecture about the value of money and sent heroff to bed. Erika would deal with her in the morning; his wife struckfear in the hearts of men with a single look, moreso with theirdaughter, now going through puberty, with all the necessary growingpains. A quick stop down the hall back to their room proved that theirmiddle boy had slept through the entire thing. Then he slid back intobed with Erika, both arms coming up around her waist. “Well. That’sover.” “What was that all about, though?” she murmured, turning to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Aiko and her need for a new Palm,” he muttered. “Teenagers thesedays, honestly… I’m cold,” he whispered, putting on his most innocentface. She raised an eyebrow at him, but tightened her hold anyway. “Poordarling,” she said softly, cuddling against him. “I’ll take care ofAiko tomorrow,” she decided. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he pressed his lips to hers briefly,looking at her with half-lidded eyes. “Erika. Make love to me.” The eyebrow rose higher. “… You have six children, Nishikido, might I remind you.” He rolled so that she was on top of him, sliding his hands down herback, into her hair. “You know what they say, seven’s a luckier numberthan six.” “And you know what they say about six being equal to half a dozen,”she retorted, shoving lightly at his chest. “That’s like… five morethan we were originally planning, and no thanks to you.” “I love you.” Erika paused, a slow smile spreading across her face. “I know. Madly, right?” “You love me.” “Sometimes, when the moon’s a solid blue and cows are jumping overit, while a dish runs away with a spoon,” she deadpanned. “Of course Ilove you, idiot.” He laughed, kissing her. Ryo could taste the laughter in her lips and realized that he couldn’t be any happier. Current Music: Hum Hallelujah - Fall Out Boy Written by honeymilk_tea(honeymilk_tea) Sawajiri Erika China: http://sawajiri-erika.cn/2007/11/fiction-imagine-me-and-you.html |
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