Title: A Midsummer Night
Character: Otogi Ryuuji
Pairing: Otogi/Femme!Yami
Author:
jeans_dreamRating: PG
Prompt: 08. Pandora's Box
Warnings: Implied violence, suicidal thoughts, transformed Yami due to a magic spell gone wrong, so even if I say "him" you know what I mean....
Summary: What lies beyond death...
Otogi groaned, opening his one good eye as he surveyed the mess around him, wincing in pain. His house was trashed, ransacked even. However, the house ravishing wasn't anything to how he was feeling right then.
It was a miracle he was even still alive at this point. He was certain his leg was broken for one thing. He wasn't sure about anything else. All he knew right then was pain.
He wished he were dead though. Death seemed fitting to him considering the living hell he was in currently.
A slight noise caught his ear. Had they come back to finish the job left undone?
He closed his eyes awaiting death's envelopment...
"GASP!!!!"
But instead of death enveloping him, he felt another body around his instead, shivering from the sobs that wracked through it.
"I'm - hic - sorry..." he heard them whisper just before he gave into the darkness clawing at his consciousness...
-- A month later --
Otogi sighed, resting against his pillows. The nurse had left him a few moments ago, having finished his physical therapy for the day. Having two broken legs was no easy thing to recover from, but it was easier to deal with than all the broken hearts and hated gazes he'd encountered lately.
Right then, the door opened catching his attention, thinking it was the doctor to see how he was coming along in his therapy, but instead, emerald orbs came face to face with the LAST person who should even come within ten feet of him...
The room was awkwardly silent as Yami stood in the doorway a moment, looking more nervous than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
"Go away...," Otogi turned his head to face the window, not noticing the mix of emotions playing across the other's face as he finally made a decision by closing the door and coming over to his bedside.
He reached out to touch his pale face. It looked better than the last time he'd come to visit as the other had recently recovered from a comatose state. He couldn't believe his supposed lover had gone this far for something that both of them had committed an act, yet he had only taken out his rage on his once best friend.
He'd called off the engagement immediately and told him never to darken his door again or he would possibly have Mahaado plan a nasty surprise for him should he ever see him near him and the children ever again.
He hadn't heard from him since.
"He's gone now," he said in a quiet voice. "I didn't think he would be this evil to one of his own friends" his hand stayed on his face, rubbing gently, trying to avoid any sore spots. Otogi remained silent, not responding as Yami kept caressing his cheek. "He had no right to do this to you. I was the one..."
"...snt matter..." Otogi mumbled.
"Hmm?"
"I said...," Otogi turned to face him. "...it doesn't matter anymore..."
"Wha...?" Yami blinked at him a bit stupified at what he was hearing from the other.
"I should be the one apologizing, not you...just...please leave...," Otogi sighed closing his eyes, turning away from him (or as best as he could).
Yami stood to his feet sighing. "If...that's what you want us to do..."
'Us?' the word registered in Otogi's mind a moment later before he turned to glance at Yami and noticed he was missing a couple of people. "Um...why are you speaking in plural terms?"
And when the other had turned to face him, the trench coat the other was wearing had fallen away, revealing a very prevalent baby bump.
"Congratulations...again..." he said dryly.
"So...you don't want to talk to your daughter at all?" Yami said in a casual tone as he reached for his purse.
"That's not funny, Yami. You know the last time we had sex, I used protection," Otogi said hoarsely as Yami walked over to his bedside table and poured him a cup of water handing it to him.
"Well, obviously, you had a very cheap brand..." Yami said as Otogi coughed violently, dropping his cup on the ground as Yami came over and patted him gently on the back.
After he calmed down, Otogi wiped his mouth looking over Yami again. "Are...are you sure?" Life had played him one too many cruel enough tricks on him already; he couldn't take another.
"Considering even after Honda came back, we still haven't had sex. You were the last person I was with," Yami told him matter-of-factly.
Otogi was speechless.
A father.
he was going to be a father.
He idly reached towards Yami's stomach as Yami grinned grabbing his hand placing it there so he could feel his child kicking.
"So...will you have us, Otogi Ryuuji?" Yami said after a few moments of silence as the two met each other's eyes.
"Only if you will have me...," Otogi said removing his hand from his stomach to interlace their fingers together as Yami lowered his face to his.
"Always...I've always wanted you...," he mumbled before joining their lips in a kiss.
Right then, the sun began to peek through the clouds...