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Chapter 48

Gif, just because I think it's hilarious hahahahaha

Katsuko's POV

"Mother fucker!" I cursed as the fork clattered to the floor, the noise echoing in the room as it hit the kitchen tiles below me. "Atsumi!"

"What's up?"

"I dropped the fork." I looked at her with wide, sad eyes and a pouted lip. "I can't pick it up."

Atsumi stood against the kitchen door frame, folding her arms across her chest as her eyebrow raised, "Really, Kat? Jesus Christ, this is the fourth thing you've dropped this past hour. Just go sit down, I'll cook dinner."

"I'm sorry." Out of nowhere, tears erupted like an angry volcano, the sobs racking through me like spitting molten lava.

"You know what? I envy Masato right now." She chuckled, but that only caused my tears to deepen.

"I miss him. I'm hot, and I'm tired, I'm fed up, I'm horny, I want to stab someone, and I'm all fat, and I feel like a fucking sumo wrestler."

Atsumi sighed as she stepped over to me and wrapped her arms around me, "He'll be home first thing tomorrow, Kat."

"I want him home now." I sobbed, burying my head into her shoulder. "And I want this damn baby out of me."

Atsumi released one of her arms from around me as he dug into the pocket of her jeans to retrieve her phone, "Kat? Look."

My eyes turned to the screen of her phone, and my tears stopped as quickly as they came. Instead, they were replaced with hysterical laughter as I watched the screen. It was a GIF of a pig in a car, hanging out the window holding pinwheels screaming 'yay'. I didn't even understand why I found it so funny, but yet I was laughing so much, I was snorting.

"That's better. Now, go sit down, crazy lady." She chuckled as she let go over me.

"Thank you, Atsumi, for everything."

I know I'd been less than easy to deal with the past week. I was two days away from my due date, and it was blistering hot in Nagoya. Up until last week, I'd barely suffered from pregnancy symptoms and side effects, and then they all hit me like a freight train at full speed.

Bloating, swelling, mood swings, ever-changing hormones, fatigue, backaches, weird cravings, and Braxton hicks, along with everything else in between. They all hit me out of nowhere hence why Atsumi had been staying with me this week because I seemingly lost the ability to function as a normal human being. I didn't even feel human at this moment.

It didn't help the due date was so close, and I knew the baby was going to be here any soon, but Masato had been gone the past five weeks. He tried to plead with the label to shorten the tour, but they wouldn't. He'd spent two weeks in America, a week around Europe, a week in China with barely a day off. Right now, they were back in Japan with their final show in Tokyo tonight.

That didn't help, knowing he was here, and he was only a few hours away, but I still couldn't see him because I was in no fit state to spend four hours in a car.

Just as I went to sit down, I found myself feeling as if someone had come along and punched me in the gut. And then, continued to keep punching as I hunched over, my hand on my swollen stomach, and I cried out.

"Fucking Braxtons," I growled, as the pain began to ebb away. Before, I only got one or two now and then, but the past couple of days, they've ramped up. It was the fifth one since lunch, and I was over them already. The worst part about them was knowing they were only Braxton's, and not the real deal.

"So, how are you supposed to know what's Braxton Hicks and what isn't?" Atsumi asked, appearing in the lounge doorway.

"Well, according to the midwife, the real ones will be a lot more intense and will have a pattern unlike these. They are just entirely random and feel like I've been punched in the gut. There's no pattern whatsoever to these. I've had five today, two within five minutes of each other, and this was the first one since over an hour ago. So, you know. I'm so over it; I want my baby out now. But at the same time, I don't want the baby to come before Masato's home. It'll kill him if he misses it."

"Well, I called him while I was in the kitchen, he's arranged to drive straight home after the show. He also wants to talk to you, but he tried to ring your phone, and you didn't answer."

I looked at her, confused as I went to pull my phone from my pocket, only to find it wasn't there. "Oh my god, where is my phone?"

"Good lord, Kat, how many times have you misplaced that thing now?"

"Shut up, Atsumi, my brain is fucking everywhere right now. Just help me find the damn thing, please."

Atsumi chuckled before she pulled my phone from her pocket, "You left it in the bathroom when you went to pee for the one hundredth time today."

"Okay, baby, daddy will be home in a few hours, so any time you want to start thinking about entering the world, that would be great." I sighed, my hand rubbing my belly as I took my phone from Atsumi and rang Masato.

"Did you lose your phone again, baby?" Masato chuckled as he answered.

"No, I just left it in the bathroom when I went to pee for the one-millionth time. Oh god, now I'm talking about peeing, and I need to pee again! Seriously you need to get home so I can get this damn baby outta me."

"I'll be home soon, baby, I promise. I'm coming straight home after the show."

"Yeah, Atsumi said, but babe, it's a four, almost five-hour drive."

"Nah, getting a flight, baby, I'll be home just after midnight. How are you feeling?"

"Hmm, well let's put it this way, when you walk in the door it's a fifty-fifty chance between you getting sexually assaulted, or stabbed. My mind changes once every two minutes." I laughed as I lowered myself carefully onto the sofa.

"Okay, so what's the mood right now?"

"Sexually assaulted."

"Got you, I'll make sure I time it, so I don't get stabbed. But, besides the whole joys of harboring our child, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just miss you. I fucking cried because I dropped a fork, then Atsumi said your name, and yeah. Lost my shit all over the kitchen."

"I miss you, too. I got to dash; I just wanted to hear your voice before showtime and make sure my two babies were okay."

"You're sweet, we're both just fine, you go kick some ass, and I'll see you when you get home."

"I love you, Kat, more than you'll ever know."

"And I love you, more than you'll ever know. Good luck. Bye, babe."

"Bye, baby."