Titans (A BakuDeku Kaiju AU)

Birth

On April 20th, just at the turn of the decade, Japan was hit with the worst typhoon the world had ever witnessed in centuries.

The scientists called it a 'once in a lifetime meteorological event'. The government called it 'the most economically debilitating natural disaster in decades'. The more religious called it 'the wrath of heaven unleashed'.

Mitsuki wasn't the superstitious sort, firmly atheistic in her belief. She would often scoff at the lunatics on TV crying out that it was the end of days and asking everyone to repent. But as the winds howled a deafening chorus, as the clouds screamed thunder and spat out lightning, as the skies darkened so much that night and day became interwoven as overpowering dark, even she could see why even the most logical of people would attribute the weather as an act of god.

Winds of unimaginable speeds ripped through the country. Storms so strong that it threatened to rend the skies in two. Waves would reach heights that towered over buildings, crashing unto the shores and threatening to submerge them all. And lightning flashed so often that the skies were lit as bright as daytime even though it was late in the evening.

Mitsuki, for all her bravado and strength, could admit if she was afraid. And she was very much afraid.

In her home, Mitsuki huddled into the sofa and tried to focus on the TV as Masaru worked in the kitchen. She gazed at the closed window, and felt herself tremble. Outside, trees were bent unnaturally as the strong gales of the typhoon pushed at their flimsy bodies. Some were already broken, lying in fractured piles on the ground or picked up by the wind. Rain fell so thick that it was turning her view into an unrecognizable blur, so thick that Mitsuki could scarcely believe there was an outside to begin with. And the sound of it all. The loud drumming of rain on their rooftop like a hail of bullets. Thunder claps were bombs in the sky that exploded into earth shattering cries.

Mitsuki was left shivering at it all, clutching the blanket around her tightly and caressing her swollen belly in an attempt to attain some comfort

"You alright Mitsuki?" Masaru asked. She saw her husband bring a pair of steaming mugs from the kitchen. He gave her one and Mitsuki brought the mug to her lips. The taste of sweet chocolate with spicy chili filled her mouth, and she moaned appreciatively. Masaru chuckled at her expression.

"I'm glad you liked it."

She hummed happily as she sat the mug on the coffee table. "You got the recipe right for once."

He gave her a smile. "I did have time to practice with the storm and all."

She patted the seat beside her and waited for Masaru to sit down before laying her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks for that love." She then patted her belly fondly. "The baby says thank you too."

Masaru giggled at the Mitsuki's rare lax expression and kissed both her and her belly. Hands caressing his pregnant wife's belly, he whispered, "No problem."

Masaru brought an arm around Mitsuki's shoulders and she cuddled closer as they watched the TV as loud as they could, trying to drown the sounds of the storm. It was currently showing a movie about a family trying to survive a tsunami. Mitsuki almost laughed at the bad timing of the movie. Masaru was more visibly uncomfortable with it so Mitsuki changed the channel to the news.

They sat their in contemplative silence, taking sips of their mugs of spicy hot chocolate, letting the voices of reporters on the screen lull them into slumber. Mitsuki noticed Masaru's eyelids getting lower and lower until he was barely managing to stay awake. Mitsuki would have laughed at her husband's sleepy face except she too was slowly falling asleep. Making her self more comfortable on Masaru's side, she prepared herself to enter a peaceful slumber.