Where We Land

Chapter two

((A/N: KIRA- KAIA. I changed her name lol ))

Menma awoke the next morning, laying on his back with a weight on his chest, with a headache and his eyes sensitive to overhead sunshine.

He didn't remember much from last night, just that Sukari from Takeda Emporium had visited for a meeting last night. They ate and talked business, about how Namikaze Industries could help Takeda Emporiums expand. That's all he remembered.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked down to see exactly what was causing that weight on his chest. His blurred vision cleared in an instant, and his stomach dropped, and e was sure he felt his hair fall out of his head right then.

He was met with a mess of blond, the smaller figure nuzzling up to the warmth next to her and purring in her sleep. Now he could piece pieces of the puzzle back together.

He tried to be slow and cautious, trying to not wake the girl and get ready for work and just have the maids boot her out the door when she wakes up.

But that didn't work as planned when the woman tightened her grip on him and then started to wake up. He was in for it now.

Sukari looked up, smiling warmly at the man above her and starting to nuzzle his chest, scooting up towards his face. "Good morning.." There was a sleepy purr in her voice, and menus desperately tried to get away from her as she moved in for a kiss.

"Hi." He managed to break free from the woman's grip, standing up now and using a towel on the bed rail to hide from the other's purple hues. "Sukari, uhm.." He began, looking at the time and seeing he was already thirty minutes late for work. "I need to get ready. Fill free to, uhm. Leave when you want." He was dodging her question, just like he was dodging the responsibility of telling her last night meant nothing to him.

He had Kaia and that.. and that boy that looked just like him on his mind.

He sighed upon hearing a whimper from outside, rolling his eyes and turning on the shower. He ignored his phone, that was buzzing like crazy on the counter from the office, Sakura calling to ask where he was. Busy, that's where.

While he was hurrying to finish his shower, he failed to hear the door open and the small blonde step in behind him. He didn't notice until she snaked her arms around him, caressing and groping.

After a few more minutes of this groping and touching, he couldn't control himself. He pinned the woman to the wall and made the shower much steamier.

After he was completely ready, he stormed from the house and into his Mercedes, leaving immediately after. He was disgusted with himself, the feeling churning in his stomach made him want to throw up.

Upon arriving, he had Sakura barking orders in his ear. He tuned her out and made his way to his office on the twentieth floor, stopping immediately when he saw Kaia standing in the hallway. She had her head tilted up, looking at the paintings that lined the walls while the little boy from last night played with his Hot Wheels cars on the floor.

When she noticed he was standing there, she smiled, her red hues shimmering slightly as she shoved one of the locks of hair that framed her face behind her ear. "Ah, Menma, sorry for the intrusion."

She was as polite as usual, bowing and apologizing. Menma didn't want to sound rude, but e assumed it came out that way when he said, "What are you doing here? I'm very busy today, so I don't have time for-"

His words were cut off by Kaia speaking, petting Kenma's back when he clung to his mothers hip. "You have all morning. Sakura-chan cleared your morning and part of your afternoon for me, she owed me a favor."

Menma sighed and opened the door, inviting the woman and her son into the room. "What do you want, exactly?" He asked Kaia, smiling still as she walked to sit in the two leather chairs in front of his desk, Kenma sitting in her lap and hiding his face.

Menma had walked over to a coffee station he had to the right, pouring a cup for him and her. He remembered how she liked her coffee, as they had always gone out for it on date nights.

"I figured you'd like to meet your son." She spoke, petting the child's dark hair as he continued to hide.

Menma stopped then, looking over his shoulder, wide-eyed. "He's.. He's mine?" He asked.

Kaia nodded, coaxing the boy to move back so Menma could get a good look at his son. He was the spilling image of Menma, just with his mother's nose. He couldn't help but think she was only here for child support, but he knew better than to ask.

"I was hoping to leave him here with you for the day, so he can get to know how dad?" Kaia spoke when Menma had gone silent, the man snapping out of it and looking back at his coffee before handing Kira a mug.

"How old is he?" He asked, sipping his own and sitting down at his desk, booting up his computer.

"Ten," Kaia answered. Menma pinched the bridge of his nose, looking into her eyes with his own blue ones.

"Why didn't you tell me." He asked, trying not to get snarky, but it had been a long morning.

Kaia's gaze fell onto the boy in her lap, brushing a few locks of hair from his round face. "I didn't know I was pregnant until after we broke up. I didn't tell you because I had already decided that our arguing wasn't good for the baby, so I moved on. You were just too invested in this company for a family anyway."

Hearing her explanation made his heart. Even if it was true. Menma put in hours of his time to build this company up from its bare bones. He just. Wasn't ready for a family.

But looking at this giggling little boy in his mother's lap.

"Fine.." He sighed, letting go of the bridge of his nose and standing up.

Kaia smiled, and then stood up herself with Kaia on her hip. After exchanging phone numbers and emails, and what time to put Kenma to bed and what he liked to eat, Kira was gone, leaving the two boys alone. It was awkward at first, but after a few hours, they started getting along just fine.