Set To The Sky

Chapter 14

The third Trimester had hit and the nausea was back. Food, drink it didn't matter. If she smelled it she lost her appetite and felt sick. Her diet now consisted of water and Pita crackers. Anything bland because anything with flavor made her sick. Her energy had drained to little more than nothing, Misaki spending time sleeping. At 30 weeks pregnant, she had 10 left to go and it seemed like she would spend the rest of it sleeping. Atsumu didn't complain. Instead, he came home and took care of her, walked the dogs and held her when they went to sleep.

It was nearing 31 weeks that Misaki finally got her energy back. Suddenly, nothing was clean enough and she had all the energy in the world. Atsumu understood, learning the hard way to stay out of her way and just let her clean. Being an expectant father, he had invested in a few books for expecting mothers and fathers, reading before they went to bed so he was up to date on what her body was doing and what to expect. Often times, Kiyoomi teased Atsumu because that was what he wanted to talk about at the dinners they had as a family. 

Kiyoomi wasn't the only one teasing him. Bokuto also found it a little funny. Atsumu was serious as an athlete, but it seemed that he was going to be even more serious about being a father. His focus was divided between home and the game, but he did his best to make do. However, he could feel that someone was watching him. The feeling was unmistakable. Someone had their eyes on him and it gave him the chills. As a precaution, Momo was with Misaki during the day while Atsumu practiced and she went with him to his games. 

Being that Atsumu was worried about her being alone, he would come home much earlier. But tonight, he was showering in the gym as fast as he could. It was movie night. Netflix and chill. Or so he hoped as long as Misa was feeling up to it. The only person left in the Locker room was Bokuto, who was throwing a shirt on, everything else packed into his gym bag. "Tsumu, catch ya later man. Remember to let me know what day and time you guys want to do that baby shower," Bokuto calls.

Atsumu hums. "Later, Bokuto," he calls as he begins to soap up. The door shuts and Atsumu is alone for the first time since the car ride there today. After three minutes the door opens back up, shutting behind him. Atsumu with soap in his hair turns slowly around, the water rinsing the suds. Soft footsteps echo in the empty locker room, causing Atsumu to become fully aware he wasn't alone. "Bokuto, did ya forget something?" he calls, rinsing the rest of his hair and adding conditioner. Silence greets him and he quickly finishes, grabbing a towel he left hanging to wrap himself in.

Turning back around, the figure of a female steps into view, dressed only on a lacy bra and a pair of matching panties. Blinking, Atsumu recognizes her immediately. "What the hell are ya doing here, Sano?" he spits, backing up to put distance between them. The female in question smiles, twirling her dark hair around her finger, her gorgeous amber eyes staring up at him. "Isn't it obvious? I'm here to see you, Tsumu," she breathes, playing with the strings of her t back underwear, the bright red color like a come hither beacon. Atsumu turns his head to avoid looking at her.

"Ya shouldn't be here. Go home Sano. We are not familiar with one another anymore. Ya should just leave while ya can," he says drily, his fists clenching around his towel. Azami notices immediately and steps closer, her golden eyes lit with seductive mischief. "Come on, Tsumu. We used to have sooo much fun together," her voice coos. Yeah... They had. Before Atsumu discovered that she was treating his family badly. Before he realized that she was only with him for the boost to her popularity. Now, he could care less if he ever saw her again.

"Leave. I don't want ya here. I'll call for security if ya don't leave," he threatens, going to move past her. Instead, the tall but thin slip of a girl had other ideas, catching the blonde setter by the arm and swinging him into the wall, her arms wrapped around him as she tries to press her lips to his. The struggle goes on for a second before Atsumu manages to shove her off of him, panting in panic. "Get yer hands off of me! Don't fucking touch me!" He yells, throwing her back against the wall as he rushes out the stall.

 His body shook slightly, feeling violated as he glares at the female in the corner, rage and hurt appearing on her face. "What happened to you Tsumu?! You used to love me. You could never get enough of me! Is it because of that slut? The one who used you?" She cries angrily, her voice raising. Atsumu's eyes narrow at her as he begins to throw on his clothes. "Ya got a few things wrong. That 'Slut" as you call her is my fiancé. Second, I was the one who used her. She was really drunk that night. I got her pregnant and I stayed. It was my fault for not wrapping it." 

" Third, I'm not with her because I pity her. I am with her because I love her. And nothing ya say or do will change that. And last, if ya so much as ever come near her or my sons, I'll make sure that's the end of yer career. Understood? I'm finally happy so leave me alone and don't contact me again," Atsumu growls, grabbing his gym back to leave and go find the security guards. This would never be happening again on his watch.

In the locker room, Azami Sano sinks to the floor, tears cascading down her cheeks. This was the first time she had ever lost a man to another woman, ex or otherwise and she hated it. She hated Misaki Sakusa for being with him. Atsumu had moved on and it felt unpleasant. But she wasn't done yet. No... She was just getting started. If she was unable to have Atsumu Miya, Misaki shouldn't be allowed to have him either. Picking up her phone she dials a number. "Yeah, it's me. You know how you owe me? Well, I need a favor."

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Misaki sat on the couch, a cup of grape juice in a glass on her coffee table, a glass of wine for Atsumu and a large bowl of popcorn placed between the glasses. He was running a bit late, but Misaki was surfing the newly added movies, checking out things that might look interesting. Scary movies were no longer her thing after the incident when they came home from Tokyo. The screams gave her horrible flashbacks. So instead, she enjoyed romance and action movies. Atsumu never complained, opting to make her happy no matter the cost. 

Delta and Yukari were playing with their chew toys at her feet when suddenly both stood, ears pricked with alertness as they raced for the front door. A few seconds later, the door clicked open and the audible sound of the alarm code being punched in met her ears. Relaxing back against the couch, Misaki pulled her heated sherpa fleece blanket a little higher, setting the remote down as Atsumu walks into the room. "Sorry I'm late. I got jumped in the locker room by a psycho fan. Had security escort her out in her underwear," he sighs, nestling into the couch beside her.

"In... Her underwear?!" Misaki exclaims in surprise, her eyes widening. "Yeah... Thought she would get lucky. But I only have eyes for my fiancé," he murmurs, pressing his lips against her temple. Misaki blinks again, taking it in. "So... What is security doing about this?" She asks softly. Atsumu frowns. "They notified the coach and the coach is assigning a security guard in front of the locker room until everyone leaves practice for the night. No more repeats," he assures her. This was a huge relief for Misaki. If a fan could get in, anyone could get in.

Atsumu was aware he wasn't being completely honest about it, but if he told her who it was, it would only cause her worry and stress. Having had it handled, he would rather not upset her. She was so close to due, and they still needed to travel to see his sister's graduation in a few weeks. They had been made aware that because she was carrying twins, they would likely come early, giving them so little time to get things done. Shaking his head, Atsumu pulls Misaki against his chest, taking the remote to flip through the movies. 

"Anything interesting that ya wanna watch?" he asks, eyes scanning the titles. Nodding, Misaki points to "Dear John' and Atsumu hums, clicking on the title. The movie plays, showing to be about a man and a woman who fall in love, the man in the military at war overseas as the woman he loves writes him letters.

This typically wouldn't be something that Atsumu would watch alone, but Misaki had been more and more into romantic movies lately. Who was Atsumu to tell her no? All in all, he enjoyed the movie and at the end of the night, it paid off. He went to bed with a happy and sleepy Misaki in his arms.