Messed Up 2.

No swearing allowed~

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-the next morning-

Ayumi say on the couch, sighing. "Yoshiki, maybe we could.. visit your parents today..." she muttered softly. Yoshiki looked at her and frowned a bit. "Okay.. if you want that.." he whispered. The bluenette got up and walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her forehead against his.

"Should we take Ryouta..?" she whispered. Yoshiki thought for a moment and nodded. "We should.." he answered, pecking her lips.

After they had breakfast, they got ready and headed towards Yoshiki's parents their house. Yoshiki rang the bell nervously and grabbed Ayumi's hand.

The door slowly opened and Ayumi hid Ryouta behind her, not wanting to scare them off immediately. A woman with brown hair opened the door, her grey eyes meeting Yoshiki's.

"Yo..shiki?" she asked softly, fully opening the door. The bleach blond smiled a bit and nodded. "Yes mother, it's me..". His mother immediately gave him a hug, crying tears of joy.

"I haven't seen you for so long! You've really grown up!" she cried. Yoshiki smiled again and closed his eyes, hugging her. "Let's go inside mom, it's freezing." She nodded and after they moved inside and removed their coats, Ryouta revealed himself.

"A..child?" Yoshiki's mother muttered, looking at him. "Is that your girlfriend's little brother?" she asked with a desperate smile. Her son couldn't be a father yet..

"No, he's me and my fiancée's son." he said, grabbing Ayumi's hand. "F..Fiancée... son..?". His mother was on the edge of fainting and Yoshiki's father walked in.

"Ah, there's my worthless son, begging for money?" he asked. Ryouta looked up at his mother and Ayumi just moved her eyes away. "Who's that?" Mister Kishinuma said, pointing at Ayumi.

"That's.. my fiancée, and that's also why we're here." he muttered. Yoshiki's dad chuckled and shook his head. "Oh you, you aren't getting married." he chuckled. Tears formed itself in Ayumi's eyes and Ryouta gulped, stepping forwards.

"G..grandpa.. mommy really wants you to walk her to daddy in church because she doesn't have parents.." the little boy said, grabbing his grandpa's hand. Mister Kishinuma looked at the little boy and kneeled down a bit, staring in the boy his blue eyes.

"Tell me, what is your name.." he muttered. Ryouta smiled a bit and laid his tiny hand on his grandfather's cheek. "I am Ryouta Kishinuma." he smiled, giving him a hug. Yoshiki's dad froze for a moment but hugged him back.

"I'm glad you're back son.. I missed you.." he whispered, looking at Yoshiki while hugging Ryouta.

-That evening-

"Dinner is ready sweethearts!". Yoshiki's mother walked in, placing the food on the table. The family smiled and Ryouta clapped his hands. "That looks delicious!" he yelled happily. Ayumi giggled and ruffled his hair.

After everyone started to eat, mister Kishinuma cleared his throat. "So.. how old is little Ryouta?" he asked. Because Ryouta was too busy with eating, Yoshiki answered for him.

"He's four." he said. Miss Kishinuma gasped. "Four?! Poor girl, why did you get pregnant so young?" she asked. Ayumi giggled nervously.

"I Uhm.. that's a long story.." she whispered, looking down at the plate. She could still remember when Ryouta got taken away from her, and when she was scared that Yoshiki would die..

"It's okay honey, we'll tell them some other day okay? You already have enough on your mind." her soon to be husband smiled, pecking her cheek and laying his hand on hers. Ayumi nodded and smiled.

"Oh, I almost forgot why we were here!" she said happily. She looked at Yoshiki's father and she smiled slightly. "Because my parents died... in an accident.. I would like you to walk me down the aisle sir.." she said softly. Mister Kishinuma's eyes widened but he smiled warmly at her.

"Of course girl, don't be afraid.. You've taken good care of my son, helped him to quit smoking, made sure he's still in school.. This is the least I can do for you.". Ayumi smiled widely and her son hugged her. "Why is mommy smiling?" he asked. Ayumi sighed out of relief.

"Because everything is going good again.." she whispered.

Satoshi sat in his room. Makota and Hiro hadn't talked to him all day. "Guys, come on.." he whispered, looking at them. Hiro frowned. "How could you?" he asked.

The brown haired boy sighed. "She was only able to go back one day.. I just wanted her to enjoy that day..". "But you could have told us!" Makota snapped. Satoshi looked at him. "I know and I'm sorry!".

His eyes moved towards the ground. "I shouldn't have done this behind your back..". Hiro looked at Makota who had a slight smile on his face. The black haired boy got up, walking towards the boy who was looking at the ground.

"Satoshi, look at me." he said. Satoshi looked down at him and sighed. "I know, I'm an assh-". He got cut of by a pair of soft lips on his.

"No swearing allowed~.." the black haired boy said with a wink.

A/N:
HELLO
*cough* Sorry xD AND SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING FOR SO LONG!

This happened:

I was asked for a play in which if I did good, I could get scouted for a Opera through the whole Netherlands.

I participated and I had to wait for a mail.

On a Wednesday I think I got a mail, saying that if I wouldn't get scouted, they wanted me to join the best choir in The Netherlands.

A day after that I got a mail which said I could participate in the play, aka 19 performances through the Netherlands excluding the practice lessons!!!!

My live has really changed in the past month and I'm sorry!

I will upload but it will probably be slower ;-;

Sorry my sweet readers <3

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