Squary Note:
Sorry that this chapter is short too~
They'll get longer soon...
If what's in my plan happens in the next chapter, then you're in for a decent length chapter.
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We're actually doing this. We are actually going to do this. I can't believe Kyoya's nerve! Sora knows what he's planning, but of course, she's not going to tell me anything that he's scheming about for this weekend.
I hug my friend, I'll be gone for a mere weekend but Sora wants to hold me before I have a little life growing inside me. This is actually pretty exciting! Screw what this kid might do to my body and my social depiction, I'm totally going to embrace this. I made a promise. I vowed that I would show Yuuichi and Akito that we're not to be overlooked. This weekend is a chance to demonstrate it.
Kyoya's trying to justify his reasons for leaving. He's arguing with Yuuichi and Akito, not that there's anything important to do this weekend anyway, no meetings, no signings, nothing. We have nothing official to do. Nor do we have a baby shower to attend. That's not for another two weeks. On the topic of the baby shower, Kyoya and I do have to stock up on baby dresses, shoes and stuff for Yuuichi and Nagisa's baby. He's being pretty convincing, rattling on about today being an anniversary that we always celebrate. Is he sayimg what I think he's saying? Oh my God.
"I was about to tell you to use protection, but that's not exactly the point of this weekend. Good luck. Remember, I've dibbed being the godparent. " Sora whispers into my ear as she embraces me one last time.
Sora slaps my arm and gives me an encouraging wink. I smile at her and hop into the limo. Kyoya is right behind me.
"Anniversary of the day that I stole your heart?" I cock a brow.
"Well I had to overstate it, they think you're a hopeless romantic. "
"So what if I am?" I laugh
"Well then you should embrace this sweet gesture that your husband conjured up for you." Kyoya jabs me with his elbow.
"Thank you for the gesture, now what is this date actually? " I smirk, arms folded, brow raised.
"It's the three year anniversary of that masked ball!"
The masked ball...oh! The night where I was forced, against my will, to wear contact lenses and a brand new Hitachiin gown! The night that I sung along to that ancient Hot Chelle Rae song and truly started to understand my romantic attachment to the man who later became my husband. What a great day to charm me into conception.
Staring out of the window of our limousine, I notice that we are moving towards some of Japan's most luxurious romantic chateus. It's easy to tell when you're moving toward the woodland resorts and not the beaches. It's quite common for us to spend nights in beach houses, we did that a lot when we travelled for our honeymoon. Not that it was very traditional, we hung around and treated these locations as excuses to be romantic but not seductive. I'm sure we got a few weird looks when we were in Paris and Venice and ignoring the passionate connotations of those cities.
This is insane! Sora and Kyoya are most certainly trying to outdo their last plan; which, like all of them, was well executed. Last time, we went to a snowy mountain resort that is frequented by those who ski, and had a romantic day together. It was incredible ; roses, red wine, chocolates, warm soup, very cheesy but incredibly thoughtful.
It's funny, how after three years of marriage, some feelings don't change. I still feel like an enchanted schoolgirl, just like I was before I was allowed access to my inheritance. Something about Kyoya and his calm and knowledgeable aura, is just so fascinating. I feel like I did on the numerous occasions when he would whisk me off my feet.
As we draw near to a small looking cottage, Kyoya takes my hand, small smile on his face. I bet he's done a lot of research on how to maximise the chances of the baby being a boy, myths of not. I'm almost certain that Yuuichi, more so than Akito, are angry at the fact that we've gone away because they know what we'll be doing. Not that I think they're onto us. If they are, then we're in huge trouble. Now is too early to be suspected of trying to have a kid in order to take over the company.
Kyoya doesn't seem scared. He looks confident in our chances. I mean, despite the probability of a son's wife having a daughter being fifty fifty, all three sons having a daughter first, is considerably lower. That must make him smug. There's a fifty percent chance that our brother's have just waved their control of the company goodbye. But the odds are also the same that we may have just done the same.
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