HOUSE OF SIN - The Diary of Uke Yutaka : CHAPTER 22 - THE END.
Title: HOUSE OF SIN - The Diary of Uke Yutaka
Chapters: 22 / 22 - FINALE
Author: Luna_no_Koibito
Genre: Human drama, romance, war, angst.
Warnings: men/men relationship, cursing, sex, violence, incest.
Rating: from PG -15 to NC-17 (Depending on chapter)
Pairing: Revealing this might spoil the story just yet ... suggest looking at the character list (^_^)!
Bands: the GazettE, Dir En Grey, X-Japan, Nightmare, An Cafe', Alice Nine, Kra, SuG.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and don't wish I did because I'd be sorry for what could befall them （・＿・；）！
Summary: ( Synopsis )
MAIN
CHAPTER 21 PART 3
1st August 1730, Thursday
1:30 AM
Dear reader,
It has been two years since the last time I have written anything, has it not? It has also been about a year since the last time I had set foot into this room, and I must confess, the moment I entered, it had quite a strong impact. All the experiences, the time that I had spent in here, the good … and the bad ... times, all rushed in at once, and almost brought me to tears. Finally however, I smiled. When I thought about the me of today, about how much I had changed, and gained, thanks to the experiences I made while staying in this mansion, I could nothing but genuinely smile. Then, when I saw these diaries just laying on my desk … seemingly … untouched, I could not but help reading through all these pages, and in all honesty, considering just how immensely elated I am these days, it is quite hard to believe that I have in fact gone through all of that.
It is quite peculiar, how I just left them here when I departed for the New Land. It never even occurred to me in the moment in which I was packing that I had written diaries to begin with. Yet, I used to so eagerly want to write all my anguish and turmoil, which, I suppose, was the main reason why I forgot about them completely. I rarely wrote of any happy moments, if any at all, it was as if their only purpose was to bear all the pain I did not seem to be able to handle, in order for me to keep any sort of sanity. Just like during the time Akira was at war, I wrote so much, every day, I almost had to buy a new one, again; but fortunately I did not need to. Still there are only a few pages left on this second diary, and I intend to use them well, for what will be my official last entry, addressed not to my alter ego, Kai, but to whomever might read these in the future.
Yes. We eventually did go to the New Land, as I have mention, and we are liking it quite a lot. Never thought I would in all honesty, but there is something over there that really suits the two of us. The law is not yet too established, which makes it a bit too wild and dangerous, but also gives space for the creative minds to accomplish the believed impossible. The both of us needed that sort of freedom I believe. The New Land has a lot of potential So why are we back you might wonder.
We had received a letter seven months ago saying that Olivia was pregnant (they sure did not waste anytime … cannot say I blame him though … if I were to have been a woman I probably would have two kids by now …). Thus, from Kazuhiro's approximations of how many days she might have been pregnant, I and Akira approximated around what time we would have to be back, because Akira absolutely wanted to be present to see the birth of his first nephew … I did as well. The predictions amounted to mid August. Thus, with the intent of not making it a rushed trip, and also have time to spend with family and friends, we decided to come some weeks earlier.
We arrived to the mansion around nine yesterday morning. We entered through the back entrance, and though everyone had already written in their letters that they had gotten rid of the gardens, to actually see it with my own eyes was hard to believe. The space now looked like an impressively well kept park. An area to the left is being reserved to grow flowers of all sorts, there also is a medium sized lake by the big oak three, on top of which is a wooden house. For the rest, it is now a vast and incredibly well kept green stretch of land, were many group activities could be held. For example Kazamasa's, whom now teaches children how to paint, and uses the space to do so. Kazamasa was the first person we met ...
“... Look!” excitedly called the brunette, gesturing for the blond to look out the window of their carriage “... Kazamasa is in the middle of teaching, this is kind of exciting!” cheerfully expressed the brunette, as they got further into the vast green spread.
“You are so easily excitable ...” smugly commented Akira while soundly laughing, as the brunette quickly hit him in the stomach, making the blond feign a hurt pout, and act like a dog with his tail between his legs.
“Talks the man, whom just some seconds ago was so nervous to see his won family, I thought you were about to jump out of the carriage ...” condescendingly professed the brunette with a sly grin “... for what reason, I cannot even begin to imagine, is not like we killed someone and came to find refuge in here … though it really would have helped if you had mentioned that you know … we were leaving the country … for good” sarcastically observed the brunette, as the carriage stopped.
“They saw us packing for crying out loud! a-and … and we were packing up everything! What else could we have been doing?! What kind of vacation is that?!” indignantly professed the blond.
“Yet you are nervous are you not? ...” mischievously whispered the brunette, getting closer to the blond “... because you know it was wrong to just leave like that, and you should have clarified … yes yes … you feel guilty, and you are so scared of what they might say or ...not” amusingly observed the brunette.
“I hate shrinks, and I hate you!” plainly expressed the blond, suddenly looking stoic.
“Aaw ...” replied the brunette, holding back another laughter “... well I love you, very very much indeed” he expressed, remaining immobile staring at the blond, whom kept his stance, looking away from the brunette for a few seconds more, after which he quickly turned to peck him on his lips, and then turned back to act offended “... such a big baby” chuckled the brunette, as they began to hear loud children voices around the carriage screaming Carraige! Carriage! Thus, the two of them stuck their heads out of the window, observing all the children jumping around their vehicle, with Kazamasa rushing over with other kids.
“Oh! look at that one, the one by the tire, the red-head over there, his cute, I like that one, lets take that one back to Massachussets” playfully observed Akira, sounding creepily serious enough for Yutaka to decided that this time he needed to be hit much harder, which he did, slapping him on his head, all the while Akira merely kept amusingly laughing.
“Pedophile ...” observed Yutaka in a whisper. Akra kept on laughing.
“Ah! ...” excitedly screamed Kazamasa as he finally reached the carriage, broadly smiling “... is it not the two fugitives!” amusingly observed the younger blond, making Yutaka resignedly shake his head.
“I seriously must have underestimated all of your thinking faculties ...” sarcastically expressed the blond, at whom Kazamasa stuck his tongue out, and Akira readily reply with a rather ugly pout, which made the kids laugh.
“How are you doing Kazamasa! ...” greeted Yutaka, as they got off the carriage, and instantly hugged.
“I am doing great, we all are doing great … which ...” began the younger, pausing to hug his elder brother “... it is still so hard to believe … but I will let you judge for yourselves, I have to finish today's lesson, but you two must definitely should hurry in, and welcome back! ...” genuinely exclaimed the younger “... it really is grand to have you both back!” excitedly expressed the younger. This Kazamasa was so different from his past self-isolating self one that it still was so hard to get used to, and Yutaka could tell that Akira was feeling the same way. Obviously it wasn't a bad change; it was just a huge change.
After having exchanged another set of hugs, Yutaka and Akira began to leisurely walk across the green field towards the mansion. It was a nice long walk, and Yutaka hadn't realized just how vast the space actually had been, later, they definitely should have come back and walk, just the two of them, taking their time, hand in hand, which, the brunette actually wanted to do at the very moment, but being mindful of the children, he kept said desire to himself.
As they entered the mansion, the doctor could hear the voices of attendants cheerfully chatting from different rooms as they worked, but none of the other Hayashi members seemed to be on the first floor. Thinking it proper to make their presence known to the attendants, Yutaka began to walk towards one of the rooms They had in fact got in through the back, where surveillance had assured their identity, thus the news would have soon reached everyone in the house, even though Akira begged the guards over and over to not say a word, because it was a surprise. Thus, he should have foreseen Akira quickly grabbing his hand, and promptly running up the stairs to the second floor, as if they were two kids sneaking into their house past curfew time.
“Should we not let our presence known? We look like thieves Akira ...” expressed the brunette as they reached the second floor, where the blond readily turned to face the brunette, and randomly kissed him.
“You are so cute my love ...” amusingly expressed the blond, receiving a skeptical look from the brunette “... do you not like surprises? I think we should surprise everyone ...” he explained, as they proceeded to walk towards a room from where they heard voices, very faint, but all seemingly very familiar.
“Coward ...” whispered Kai, while reaching to hold the blond's hand.
“Heartless ...” readily replied the blond, tightening his grip around the brunette's hand, as they finally stopped in front of what used to be Takanori's sacred studio. Taking a few steps in, Yutaka did not know what or who to expect, but what was happening before their eyes was truly a sight to see.
Takanori and Yuu, both whom Yutaka, or Akira, hadn't seen in almost two years now, were in each other's laps on the couch were Takahiro used to lazily lounge in the past. Takanori's hair was distinctively longer and of a darker blond, as well as Yuu's whose however was still black. The two men were affectionately playing around with each other, loudly whispering all sorts of obscenities, and lowly chuckling non-stop.
On the other side of the room, where Takanori used to religiously sit and mind nobody else, was Takahiro, whom seemed rather busy and absorbed, quickly writing away. The desk was rather untidy, filled with all sorts of papers and books. Then, last but absolutely not least, right on the opposite side of the room, from were Yutaka and Akira were standing, pacing left and right, with a book in his hands, head lowered, and wearing professional spectacle, was Takeru.
After having a good second look at the entire scene, Yutaka shockingly turned towards Akira to observe his reaction, and he almost laughed out, as he was stared at the panicked expression on Akira's face.
“This is not my family, where is my fam-” Akira attempted to whisper in a feign desperate tone, but he was suddenly cut off, by Takeru, whom forcefully shut his book close, while irritatedly facing Takanori and Yuu.
“If the two of you must sit there, giggling your asses away, and be a darn nuisance, that's the doo-” he sternly explained, pointing and turning his face towards the entrance, where the doctor and the lawyer had still been standing unnoticed “Ah! Ah! Aaaaah! Yutakaaaa!” suddenly squealed Takeru in utter excitement, swiftly shoving his glasses to the table in front of himself, and rushing to assault the brunette.
“I am here too you kno-” tried to inform the blond, just as he saw Takanori rush past him meanly pouting at him, and joining Takeru in hugging Yutaka, While Yuu and Takahiro readily got to their feet, looking rather pleased to see them both.
“You do not deserve a single word, for having stolen Yutaka way from us and just dragged him to the other end of the world … shame on you!” expressed Takeru in a pretense condescending tone, while still hanging on to the doctor, whom was about to loose balance having also Takanori on him.
“You have seen him all last year Takeru, move away! I had not seen him for over two years now!” annoyingly protested the shorter but older blond, trying to shove his younger brother away, whom however did not budge.
“I am so happy to see you are doing well Takanori! I have been thinking about you a lot!” excitedly expressed Yutaka, receiving a broad and childlike smile from the young surgeon, whom finally detached himself from the brunette-blond sandwich-looking combo.
“And me? You did not think of me ...” sadly pouted Takeru, dislodging himself from the brunette as well.
“Of course I think about you Takeru! I cannot see how our rate of almost weekly letters could say otherwise, can it?” expressed Yutaka, ruffling the blond hair, whom shyly nodded.
“The fugitive and the captive ...” amusingly expressed Takahiro making his way through his younger brothers, in order to to genuinely hug Yutaka, and Akira as well.
“I am so glad you still love me ...” jokingly whined Akira, at whom Takahiro smugly smiled “... so how is this summer book coming?” then curiously asked Akira glimpsing at the mess on what was now the twin's desk.
“It is coming, I hope … people have lots of expectations after the first one … in fact, if you all will kindly excuse me, I will go back to it, still have lots to write, and Kazamasa has already finished with the illustrations so I can't waste anymore time … and ... welcome back Yutaka” he explained and newly greeted, after which he went back to his desk, leaving a feign dejected looking Akira, whom had wanted a Welcome back Akira as well. Yutaka chuckled amused.
“I do not get a hug?” amusingly inquired Yuu, holding his arms towards Akira, whom looked like he wasn’t going to move from his stance. Rolling his eyes Yutaka went and received the brunette's hug, and for a few seconds he was reminded about how he'd had romantic interests in him; things where much different now, weren't they? “So cold ...” teasingly whined Yuu staring at an unimpressed looking Akira.
“I will not go and hug you, you should come and hug me ...” explained the blond in a pretense haughty manner “... that is how it works.” he concluded at which the brunette, walked up to him, seemingly ready to do as told, but then smacked him over his head instead “... why does everyone like to hit me these days!” loudly whined Akira, as Takeru and Takanori began to playfully smack him all over.
“So what brings you both back to the mansion? ...” inquired Yutaka, ignoring his lover's assault.
“Takanori wanted to be the doctor to assist with Mrs. Hayashi's pregnancy ...” promptly explained Yuu.
“Olivia ...” corrected Takahiro from his desk, his head still fixed on his papers as he kept talking “... she will cut your head off, if any member of the family refers to her so formally, and yes Yuu, you are part of this family. End of story”. Pointed out Takahiro, as all the people in the room silently looked and smiled at one another for a bit. Unquestionably, theirs was a rather untypical family, but it was family indeed, and Yutaka was sure they all were thinking about how lucky they were to have each other.
“Where is Yasuno? ...” then inquired Akira.
“He and Kazuhiro are in father's office” readily explained Takeru “... which actually you could now call Kazuhiro's office given as how he practically has settled there, and father is all day in the chapel with uncle Kouyou and father Byo talking about nonsense” plainly explained Takeru shaking his head, but Yutaka hadn't quite caught on on everything the younger had said, for he was too busy almost getting emotional over the fact that Takeru had called general Hayashi father.
“Alright then, third floor is our next stop then ...” announced Akira, grabbing Yutaka's hand “... we will see you all later” professed the blond, as he darted out of the room, not leaving the others time for any reply.
“Why the rush my love? ...” amusingly inquired Yutaka.
“The quicker we go through everyone, the earlier we get to go to my old, and when we get to my old room, you already know ...” Akira mischievously smirked as they reached the third floor.
“Pervert ...” expressed the brunette, as they began to walk towards the general's office.
“Teaser ...” readily retorted the blond, with a wide grin, as he knocked on the office's door.
“Yes?” thundered Yasuno's voice, and before Akira could say anything, Yutaka spoke up.
“The fugitive and the captive” introduced the brunette with an amused chuckle, a few second after which the door almost blasted open, with a radiant looking Yasuno facing them!
“Akira! Yutaka!” exclaimed Kazuhiro, whom instantly joined Yasuno's side “When? How? Wow … first you leave without saying anything ...” slyly pointed out Kazuhiro, accusingly eying Akira, whom merely looked away “... and now you surprisingly show up here! This is so amazing, welcome back! Are you back for good?”
“No, we will be going back towards the end of next month, so that we could have more time to spend with everyone ...” explained Akira “... we really like it in the New Land, though I am sure he does miss you all ...” pointed out the blond glimpsing at a suddenly bashful Yutaka.
“Oh and you do not? ...” skeptically inquired Yasuno, looking down at his younger brother.
“Real man have no time to miss anything” smugly professed the blond, as Yutaka shook his head looking at Kazuhiro with an I do not know him expression “Well well well … where is the soon to be mommy?” inquired Akira, seeming in a hurry; and now Yutaka knew why. Though having lived with him for almost a year, it really shouldn't have been a mystery. Really.
“She is sleeping for now, closely watch on by Dr. Niikura …” informed Kazuhiro; Dr. Niikura was another person Yutaka was truly dying to meet “But can you all believe this? I am about to become father … I still cannot believe this ...” dazedly spoke Kazuhiro.
“It is indeed something I would not have thought of two years ago, for sure ...” agreed Yutaka, at which Yasuno nodded.
“Yeah ...” vaguely trailed off Akira “... well, we are really tired from the journey, so we are going to rest … do not bother calling attendants, we will just crash on whatever. Thank you. Good to be back. Bye” swiftly expressed the blond, as Kazuhiro and Yasuno bemusedly blinked at their vanishing figures “Do not look at me like that my love, there is still about two weeks before the baby is born, and perhaps two more after that before the end of August, so we have a ton of time to spend with all of them ...” expressed Akira as they walked towards his room “... but I cannot wait another second to get some of your loving” he smoothly professed, as Yutaka shook his head, and halted their speed-walk as soon as they reached the ramp of stairs.
“But what about your father … and uncle Kouyou …and father Byou! ...” the brunette pointed out in concern “we should go greet them, before you lose any human semblance” teasingly expressed the doctor.
“But ...” pleadingly whined the blond “... my room is right down there, and they are in the chapel meaning … we would have to go down all these stairs, cross the green field ... wave at all the children ...and hope we get there in one piece!” observed the blond, to whom Yutaka raised an eye-brow, as he began to walk down the stairs.
“I see ...” expressed the brunette in pretense disappointment “I do not blame you … it has indeed been a while since the last time you and your hand have spent some good quality time together, so, I will give you both all the time you need ...” playfully expressed the doctor as he he kept descending.
“Alright alright alright!! ...” rushed Akira, speeding down the stairs, while grabbing the brunette's hand in the process “... let's be quick about it though” he almost yelled, as they ran down all the stairs, crossed the green field ...waved at all the children ... and got in front of the chapel in, more or less, one piece.
Pushing through the heavy doors of the chapel, Yutaka could spot three figures at the very front of the church engaging in a rather typical conversation. Typical, by the standards of one particular member of the group.
“All I am saying is that I have spent the greatest part of these last two months in this … blessed … chapel … and with all due respect, father and all the heavenly beings currently present … I am … overfilled with it, and it is causing me problems ...” loudly hissed uncle Kouyou.
“What sort of problem Kouyou? ...” calmly inquired father Byo, as the general merely sat and amusingly observed as his two brothers went at it.
“As you might and might not know, I get all my idea for my sex- … for my "mingling" … from my environment, and churches are not exactly "uplifting", in the way I define "up-lifting"” plainly explained the brunette, as the general began to soundly laugh, while father Byo merely stood up, in order to go lit a candle, but stopped as soon as his face met theirs.
“Am I seeing correctly? Is that really the two of you ...” happily inquired the priest, as Yutaka and Akira humbly brought themselves forward “... oh my lord, welcome back my children! Welcome back!” eagerly greeted father Byo, as uncle Kouyou snappily go to his feet, and rushed to smother Akira.
“What the hell is wrong with you child?!” loudly whined uncle Kouyou, still squeezing the life out of the blond, while Byou muffled a cough at the word hell “... leaving without telling us anything!! How could you do that to us?! We were so worried ...” expressed uncle Kouyou, whom left Akira, and decided that Yutaka needed some loving as well, and almost suffocated him in the same manner.
“You could have left a note, like you children always do, on top of my desk ...” observed the general with a smile, as he affectionately embraced his son, same treatment went for Yutaka as soon as uncle Kouyou was done with his constricting blessing.
“I truly apologize, I had not meant to cause you all any distress, I jus-” tried to apologize the blond, when the doors of the chapel blasted open, and a heavily panting attendant began to yell.
“Lady Hayashi's waters broke!” and as fast has she barged in, she ran out, leaving the five men speechlessly staring at the chapel's close door, as if someone told them that the world was about to end and they had one minute to save all they wanted to save.
“Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my damned god!” began to scream uncle Kouyou, receiving a louder muffled cough from the priest “... ohgodohgodohgodohgod ohgodohgodohgodohgod ...” kept swiftly repeating the elder brunette, fanning himself, while seemingly on the verge of hyperventilating; as if he were the one whose water had broken “.. we are having a baby, oh god! I am about to become great-uncle Kouyou … which sounds grand … but oh god! Oh god! Oh god!!!” kept screaming the man, dropping down on the first bench at hand, excessively fanning himself and breathing, which was beginning to get Yutaka and the general truly worried.
“Are you alright uncle Kouyou? ...” inquired the doctor in concern, as he began to fan the man as well. Uncle Kouyou seriously looked like he was about to faint. Turning to look at the general and father Byou, Yutaka looked at them wondering what was best to do, since he knew that as much he wanted to, they all wanted to run to the main house, but also didn't want to leave their brother in such a state. The two men however, seemed to be as clueless as himself as to what to do. Thus, the doctor then desperately turned towards Akira, whom loudly sighed, stomped in front of the elder brunette, and in a precise and stern movement, powerfully slapped him.
Uncle Kouyou instantly stopped his heavy breathing, his mouth opening overly wide as well as his eyes, shockingly staring at the blond, with his hand on the offended cheek “You just slapped me!” indignantly shouted uncle Kouyou “l-l-l-like I was a whore, you, my nephew, slapped me!” kept accusing the elder, as everyone simply watched with the same wide eyes “... which … in retrospective … I think I liked” he then concluded with his usual aloof smile.
“Oh my god! ...” angrily protested the priest rolling his eyes “... can we now go?! You are not the one having the baby!!” he then exclaimed, as they all began to rush towards the main door, all but Akira and Yutaka, whom began to run, lead by Akira, out of the back door.
“Like I am going to stick around those old people, if we go at their pace, I would probably turn uncle twice before we get to the house” loudly mumbled Akira as they ran as fast as they could towards the main house, with Yutaka crazily laughing in toe at the blond's remark.
Finally getting into the house, they ran towards the nursery-room, in front of which Takeru, Yasuno, Takahiro, Takamasa and all the kids from his class, were gathered. Seemingly to uncle Kouyou, Takeru seemed to be on the verge of hyperventilating, as Yasuno, Takahiro and Kazamasa vigorously fanned him, under the quite amused look of all the children.
“Oh my … oh wow … oh dear … oh … oh dear … I am about to become an uncle! Will I be able to be a good uncle? What if he grows out all wrong because of me?! Wh-wh-wh-what if he or she hates me?! Oh god how would I handle being hated by my only first nephew!!” desperately kept pointing out Takeru.
“He or she will not hate you Takeru … babies do not even know what hating is, nor love for that ...” reassured Yasuno.
“Exactly ...” added Kazamasa, as they all kept fanning him “... all you will have to do is keep loving him, and he will not know how to hate you” he pointed out, at which Takeru fervently nodded in agreement, as if he were hearing words from Jesus Christ himself.
“Do I need to slap another whore? ...” lowly pointed out Akira sarcastically looking at Takeru, whom perfectly heard what he said and was now glaring at him.
“Are you out of your mind?!?!” yelled the younger, almost spitting on the lawyer's face “... what if the baby heard you!” pointed out Takeru, which was in fact impossible given how low Akira had said it, also given that the baby wasn't in the world yet. However, Yutaka had to admit that the younger had a point, given that there were kids all around them as well, that kind of vocabulary wasn't appropriate; Yutaka was now feeling even prouder of the younger than what he already was “... it is too early for he or she to find out about that, gush, … when the time comes, I will tell him or she myself personally, and explain everything about that world, like uncle Kouyou did with me ...” seriously explained the younger, at Yutaka and Akira speechlessly stared at him in baffled awe.
“And here I was thinking you were actually concerned, about the words that they baby would learn but … you know what, never mind ...” Akira began and resignedly gave up, with Yutaka lightly smirking; Takeru would always be a little rough around the edges, but that was just what also made him adorable.
“Is it born! Oh my god, how many are they?!” desperately yelled uncle Kouyou confusingly staring at Kazamasa's students, as he, alongside father Byou and the general, finally joined the lot.
“Really Kouyou?! Those are obviously not the new born baby! You need to calm down, breathe and think rationally” sternly observed father Byou, as uncle Kouyou vigorously nodded in agreement, in the same manner Takeru had previously done with Kazamasa.
“Is Kazuhiro inside? ...” then inquired General Hayashi.
“He is inside, with Takanori and Yuu of course, and some attendants” promptly replied Takahiro, as the general silently nodded in agreement.
So the hours began to pass, as they all awaited for someone to come out of the room and tell them anything. Meanwhile, Kazamasa's students began to go home all one by one, with him apologizing to each of the parents, whom didn't seem troubled and understood the special circumstances. Attendants passed every once in a while to offer snacks and drinks, which they gladly accepted, given as how none of them seemed to want to leave their post; particularly uncle Kouyou and Takeru.
“I am glad ...” softly began Takeru, earnestly looking at everyone. Thirteen hours had passed since they had began to wait, a few attendants had ran in and out occasionally with sheets and towels, but said nothing to any of the nine men waiting out of the room, whom took naps sparingly, or short walks not too far from the room for a change of air “... I am glad because we are all here together. We all have had our share of issues, such as my birth, which we all know was not exactly the most joyful moment in our family's history” tenderly smiled the younger “However, that is in the past now. It really does not matter anymore. Now is what matters, and right now I am so grateful that this baby will be born and have so many uncles, grandparents, parents, and friends, whom have been sitting together and fervently awaiting for him or her to be born, no matter what sex. Just unconditionally happy. We all want this baby to be here, and I do not know why but it really makes me so happy” emotionally expressed Takeru, as he was embraced by Yasuno.
“Well spoken ...” replied father Byou, everyone nodding in agreement with the priest, but instantly stilling themselves the second a loud cry reached their ears. All looking at each other with a great range of indescribable expressions, Takeru was already tearing up, as well as uncle Kouyou. Yutaka and Akira hugged themselves, after which they all began to hug each other.
A few minutes later, Kazuhiro came out all sweating, and looking rather worn out, but wearing and incredibly bright and wide smile, as he looked at everyone an declared “... it is a girl!” A loud chorus of happy laughter and screams resounded all over the house from attendants and family members whom began to happily and affectionately hug or pat a still joyfully dazed looking Kazuhiro.
“A girl ...” joyfully professed general Hayashi as he shook his head “... there is absolutely no risk that any harm would befall on her with the army of men we have” he serenely expressed, making everyone laugh.
Dr. Niikura also came out. The doctor began to broadly smile the instant he saw Yutaka, whom impulsively rushed to embrace the man, who for the longest he had considered his father. There was so much he wanted to talk to him about, but this was presently not the time and place, thus it would have had to wait until later.
“C-can we see her? ...” stuttered Takeru, pleadingly looking at Kazuhiro, tears still staining his overly cheerful face.
“They are cleaning her up now, so they will call us as soon as they are done.
“How is Olivia?” then inquired Akira.
“She is doing alright” smiled Kazuhiro, with a still quite dopey smile adorning his face. For a few more minutes, they all kept repeating their congratulations, the attendants got busy to get ready a feast for the following day, Takeru and uncle Kouyou kept crying into each other's arms, and finally a house attendant came out of the room and told them it was alright to come in.
In religious silence, every member of the family walked into the room, where a tired but over-joyed looking lady Hayashi was holding her baby, and smiling at everyone. Kazuhiro walked to her side, and sat next to his wife speechlessly looking at his own daughter.
“Want to hold her, Takeru?” suddenly inquired Olivia, kindly looking at a shocked and wide eyed Takeru, whom suddenly was acting rather bashfully for all the commotion he had put on so far.
“M-me? … I do not know how to carry a baby … i-is it okay? … I do not want her to fall ...” blubbered Takeru with an extremely concerned voice.
“Just come ear!” eagerly expressed Olivia smiling at an unsure looking Takeru, whom walked forth. The lady then tapped on the side other side of the bed, making sign at the younger blond to sit. Following the request Takeru sat, and after having been told to hold the baby under her nape, and her back, he was gently let to hold the newly born, which he kept staring at as he silently resumed crying.
“She is beautiful ...” sobbed Takeru, as all the other members then got closer and gathered around the bed, to take a closer look, and express their opinions.
“Any names in mind? ...” curiously inquired Yutaka. The newly turned parents looked at each other for a few second, after which Kazuhiro then spoke.
“We were thinking of Nao” professed the brunette.
“Is that not a … male name?” confusingly inquired father Byou.
“We are aware of it ...” softly began Olivia, as she kept gazing at her baby “... is just that we were not expecting her in at least another three weeks . However she is here, premature, but looking so healthy. We, Kazuhiro and I, felt like she knew that her entire family and close friends were all gathered together for her, and she wanted to join in the fun and joy right now … thus, Nao” explained the woman, smiling at everyone.
“I like Nao ...” nodded Takeru “it sound like it could also work for a girl, and I can assure you that once people will know, they might act ignorant as usual, but eventually every lady in the county will want to name their female daughters Nao” he confidently predicted.
“Well then ...” finally spoke general Hayshi “... so it is that we welcome to the family Nao Hayashi, born July 31st , 1730”
… so, it is that me and Akira are now uncles of a very pretty, and surprisingly chubby looking baby girl, surprisingly given that she is a few weeks premature. We just got back from the nursery room just an hour ago, after spending two hours taking turns in carrying Nao, and just spending time together. However, all being tired, and wanting the baby and lady Hayashi get some deserved rest, we all decided to continue the celebrations tomorrow, and all go to bed.
Akira was incredibly tired, and given that my old room is on the second floor, we decided to sleep here for tonight, and he is currently passed out on the bed. I was going to join him as well, but then I saw this diary, and got dragged in writing all of this.
I do not quite know why, but it almost feels like we sort of reached the end of something with the birth of Nao, like we have reach a happy ending for this family, or something of the sort, however, I would not want to think about her birth as an end. Is it not best to be considered as a beginning? A wonderful start for Kazuhiro and Olivia, as they perhaps get to have more children and reconstruct this family, with the help and love of all its other members and friends. Yes, this is most certainly, the beginning of something grand.
My dear reader, if you have managed to be strong and believing enough, to read until the very end of these my diaries, as you could witness, I, Akira, and all the people in this mansion, in their own particular way has almost literally been through hell, but; we survived. We strove through, even when it seemed so hopeless, we kept believing, even when we ourselves were so forlorn to the point of not being able to believe anymore, we had someone, whom did so for us. There are many, many, experiences I would never want to repeat, but in the long run, if it had to be done for me to get to this point, I am grateful I got to get past it.
So, do not lose hope. Even when it looks so hopeless, keep striving, for there is good for every bad.
A virtue for every sin.
image made by siseja
THE END of
HOUSE OF SIN - The diary of Uke Yutaka
BEGINNING of
The life of Hayashi Yutaka and the members of the HOUSE OF VIRTUE
A/N: ゎぁぃ♪ ヾ(*⌒∇⌒)八(⌒∇⌒*)ツ ゎぁぃ♪ lol … I am crying.
I didn't think I would, but I am. I don't know if it the same for every writer, but at a point in this two years one month and ten days in which I wrote this (yes I count lol …) there was a part of me that absolutely did not want to finish writing this at all. I wanted this character to keep living on, to keep writing of them, and it just really makes me so sad to have to leave them to enjoy their deserved happy ending.
To all the people whom feared I was not going to give them a happy ending … HOW COULD HAVE I NOT?!??! THERE WAS NO WAY IN “HELL” (lol) I WOULDN'T HAVE (●⌒∇⌒●) . Each story has it reason to be, its moral, its lesson. This, had all the right to have its happy ending ne~. This story allowed me to meet so many of the closest people that are around me today. It allowed me to see new writers coming out, and so many other things, I am so grateful to this story. But most of all, I am grateful for all of you who commented, but also just READ. I know many of you didn't or couldn't comment but still read, you still thought this was good enough to use minutes of your time to read my UNNECESSARILY long writing. ♥ SO THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! ♥
* Also credit goes to haikaranarurondo for the aoi ruki image. I was looking for a Aoi Ruki picture, in which they were already together, cause I got tired and my eys began to hurt, and my SHOCK when I found this with Ruki on Aoi's legs like in the scene where they were in the studio!!! So I had to use it ...
** And ... please bear with me, Bou's hair is supposed ot be black but, it was a hassle to make it so m(_ _)m.
*** LAST BUT NOT LEAST it is thanks to my dear assistant siseja
And of course, this is not a good bye, have other things to work on right? I have quite some comments I need to reply but first the mall it is labor day sales!!!, then I'll start with HIDDEN PRINCE, SILENT KNIGHT, at the same time with THE INVISIBLE WALL.
Much Love -LnK♥(~_^ )/-
Chapters: 22 / 22 - FINALE
Author: Luna_no_Koibito
Genre: Human drama, romance, war, angst.
Warnings: men/men relationship, cursing, sex, violence, incest.
Rating: from PG -15 to NC-17 (Depending on chapter)
Pairing: Revealing this might spoil the story just yet ... suggest looking at the character list (^_^)!
Bands: the GazettE, Dir En Grey, X-Japan, Nightmare, An Cafe', Alice Nine, Kra, SuG.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and don't wish I did because I'd be sorry for what could befall them （・＿・；）！
Summary: ( Synopsis )
MAIN
CHAPTER 21 PART 3
1st August 1730, Thursday
1:30 AM
Dear reader,
It has been two years since the last time I have written anything, has it not? It has also been about a year since the last time I had set foot into this room, and I must confess, the moment I entered, it had quite a strong impact. All the experiences, the time that I had spent in here, the good … and the bad ... times, all rushed in at once, and almost brought me to tears. Finally however, I smiled. When I thought about the me of today, about how much I had changed, and gained, thanks to the experiences I made while staying in this mansion, I could nothing but genuinely smile. Then, when I saw these diaries just laying on my desk … seemingly … untouched, I could not but help reading through all these pages, and in all honesty, considering just how immensely elated I am these days, it is quite hard to believe that I have in fact gone through all of that.
It is quite peculiar, how I just left them here when I departed for the New Land. It never even occurred to me in the moment in which I was packing that I had written diaries to begin with. Yet, I used to so eagerly want to write all my anguish and turmoil, which, I suppose, was the main reason why I forgot about them completely. I rarely wrote of any happy moments, if any at all, it was as if their only purpose was to bear all the pain I did not seem to be able to handle, in order for me to keep any sort of sanity. Just like during the time Akira was at war, I wrote so much, every day, I almost had to buy a new one, again; but fortunately I did not need to. Still there are only a few pages left on this second diary, and I intend to use them well, for what will be my official last entry, addressed not to my alter ego, Kai, but to whomever might read these in the future.
Yes. We eventually did go to the New Land, as I have mention, and we are liking it quite a lot. Never thought I would in all honesty, but there is something over there that really suits the two of us. The law is not yet too established, which makes it a bit too wild and dangerous, but also gives space for the creative minds to accomplish the believed impossible. The both of us needed that sort of freedom I believe. The New Land has a lot of potential So why are we back you might wonder.
We had received a letter seven months ago saying that Olivia was pregnant (they sure did not waste anytime … cannot say I blame him though … if I were to have been a woman I probably would have two kids by now …). Thus, from Kazuhiro's approximations of how many days she might have been pregnant, I and Akira approximated around what time we would have to be back, because Akira absolutely wanted to be present to see the birth of his first nephew … I did as well. The predictions amounted to mid August. Thus, with the intent of not making it a rushed trip, and also have time to spend with family and friends, we decided to come some weeks earlier.
We arrived to the mansion around nine yesterday morning. We entered through the back entrance, and though everyone had already written in their letters that they had gotten rid of the gardens, to actually see it with my own eyes was hard to believe. The space now looked like an impressively well kept park. An area to the left is being reserved to grow flowers of all sorts, there also is a medium sized lake by the big oak three, on top of which is a wooden house. For the rest, it is now a vast and incredibly well kept green stretch of land, were many group activities could be held. For example Kazamasa's, whom now teaches children how to paint, and uses the space to do so. Kazamasa was the first person we met ...
“... Look!” excitedly called the brunette, gesturing for the blond to look out the window of their carriage “... Kazamasa is in the middle of teaching, this is kind of exciting!” cheerfully expressed the brunette, as they got further into the vast green spread.
“You are so easily excitable ...” smugly commented Akira while soundly laughing, as the brunette quickly hit him in the stomach, making the blond feign a hurt pout, and act like a dog with his tail between his legs.
“Talks the man, whom just some seconds ago was so nervous to see his won family, I thought you were about to jump out of the carriage ...” condescendingly professed the brunette with a sly grin “... for what reason, I cannot even begin to imagine, is not like we killed someone and came to find refuge in here … though it really would have helped if you had mentioned that you know … we were leaving the country … for good” sarcastically observed the brunette, as the carriage stopped.
“They saw us packing for crying out loud! a-and … and we were packing up everything! What else could we have been doing?! What kind of vacation is that?!” indignantly professed the blond.
“Yet you are nervous are you not? ...” mischievously whispered the brunette, getting closer to the blond “... because you know it was wrong to just leave like that, and you should have clarified … yes yes … you feel guilty, and you are so scared of what they might say or ...not” amusingly observed the brunette.
“I hate shrinks, and I hate you!” plainly expressed the blond, suddenly looking stoic.
“Aaw ...” replied the brunette, holding back another laughter “... well I love you, very very much indeed” he expressed, remaining immobile staring at the blond, whom kept his stance, looking away from the brunette for a few seconds more, after which he quickly turned to peck him on his lips, and then turned back to act offended “... such a big baby” chuckled the brunette, as they began to hear loud children voices around the carriage screaming Carraige! Carriage! Thus, the two of them stuck their heads out of the window, observing all the children jumping around their vehicle, with Kazamasa rushing over with other kids.
“Oh! look at that one, the one by the tire, the red-head over there, his cute, I like that one, lets take that one back to Massachussets” playfully observed Akira, sounding creepily serious enough for Yutaka to decided that this time he needed to be hit much harder, which he did, slapping him on his head, all the while Akira merely kept amusingly laughing.
“Pedophile ...” observed Yutaka in a whisper. Akra kept on laughing.
“Ah! ...” excitedly screamed Kazamasa as he finally reached the carriage, broadly smiling “... is it not the two fugitives!” amusingly observed the younger blond, making Yutaka resignedly shake his head.
“I seriously must have underestimated all of your thinking faculties ...” sarcastically expressed the blond, at whom Kazamasa stuck his tongue out, and Akira readily reply with a rather ugly pout, which made the kids laugh.
“How are you doing Kazamasa! ...” greeted Yutaka, as they got off the carriage, and instantly hugged.
“I am doing great, we all are doing great … which ...” began the younger, pausing to hug his elder brother “... it is still so hard to believe … but I will let you judge for yourselves, I have to finish today's lesson, but you two must definitely should hurry in, and welcome back! ...” genuinely exclaimed the younger “... it really is grand to have you both back!” excitedly expressed the younger. This Kazamasa was so different from his past self-isolating self one that it still was so hard to get used to, and Yutaka could tell that Akira was feeling the same way. Obviously it wasn't a bad change; it was just a huge change.
After having exchanged another set of hugs, Yutaka and Akira began to leisurely walk across the green field towards the mansion. It was a nice long walk, and Yutaka hadn't realized just how vast the space actually had been, later, they definitely should have come back and walk, just the two of them, taking their time, hand in hand, which, the brunette actually wanted to do at the very moment, but being mindful of the children, he kept said desire to himself.
As they entered the mansion, the doctor could hear the voices of attendants cheerfully chatting from different rooms as they worked, but none of the other Hayashi members seemed to be on the first floor. Thinking it proper to make their presence known to the attendants, Yutaka began to walk towards one of the rooms They had in fact got in through the back, where surveillance had assured their identity, thus the news would have soon reached everyone in the house, even though Akira begged the guards over and over to not say a word, because it was a surprise. Thus, he should have foreseen Akira quickly grabbing his hand, and promptly running up the stairs to the second floor, as if they were two kids sneaking into their house past curfew time.
“Should we not let our presence known? We look like thieves Akira ...” expressed the brunette as they reached the second floor, where the blond readily turned to face the brunette, and randomly kissed him.
“You are so cute my love ...” amusingly expressed the blond, receiving a skeptical look from the brunette “... do you not like surprises? I think we should surprise everyone ...” he explained, as they proceeded to walk towards a room from where they heard voices, very faint, but all seemingly very familiar.
“Coward ...” whispered Kai, while reaching to hold the blond's hand.
“Heartless ...” readily replied the blond, tightening his grip around the brunette's hand, as they finally stopped in front of what used to be Takanori's sacred studio. Taking a few steps in, Yutaka did not know what or who to expect, but what was happening before their eyes was truly a sight to see.
Takanori and Yuu, both whom Yutaka, or Akira, hadn't seen in almost two years now, were in each other's laps on the couch were Takahiro used to lazily lounge in the past. Takanori's hair was distinctively longer and of a darker blond, as well as Yuu's whose however was still black. The two men were affectionately playing around with each other, loudly whispering all sorts of obscenities, and lowly chuckling non-stop.
On the other side of the room, where Takanori used to religiously sit and mind nobody else, was Takahiro, whom seemed rather busy and absorbed, quickly writing away. The desk was rather untidy, filled with all sorts of papers and books. Then, last but absolutely not least, right on the opposite side of the room, from were Yutaka and Akira were standing, pacing left and right, with a book in his hands, head lowered, and wearing professional spectacle, was Takeru.
After having a good second look at the entire scene, Yutaka shockingly turned towards Akira to observe his reaction, and he almost laughed out, as he was stared at the panicked expression on Akira's face.
“This is not my family, where is my fam-” Akira attempted to whisper in a feign desperate tone, but he was suddenly cut off, by Takeru, whom forcefully shut his book close, while irritatedly facing Takanori and Yuu.
“If the two of you must sit there, giggling your asses away, and be a darn nuisance, that's the doo-” he sternly explained, pointing and turning his face towards the entrance, where the doctor and the lawyer had still been standing unnoticed “Ah! Ah! Aaaaah! Yutakaaaa!” suddenly squealed Takeru in utter excitement, swiftly shoving his glasses to the table in front of himself, and rushing to assault the brunette.
“I am here too you kno-” tried to inform the blond, just as he saw Takanori rush past him meanly pouting at him, and joining Takeru in hugging Yutaka, While Yuu and Takahiro readily got to their feet, looking rather pleased to see them both.
“You do not deserve a single word, for having stolen Yutaka way from us and just dragged him to the other end of the world … shame on you!” expressed Takeru in a pretense condescending tone, while still hanging on to the doctor, whom was about to loose balance having also Takanori on him.
“You have seen him all last year Takeru, move away! I had not seen him for over two years now!” annoyingly protested the shorter but older blond, trying to shove his younger brother away, whom however did not budge.
“I am so happy to see you are doing well Takanori! I have been thinking about you a lot!” excitedly expressed Yutaka, receiving a broad and childlike smile from the young surgeon, whom finally detached himself from the brunette-blond sandwich-looking combo.
“And me? You did not think of me ...” sadly pouted Takeru, dislodging himself from the brunette as well.
“Of course I think about you Takeru! I cannot see how our rate of almost weekly letters could say otherwise, can it?” expressed Yutaka, ruffling the blond hair, whom shyly nodded.
“The fugitive and the captive ...” amusingly expressed Takahiro making his way through his younger brothers, in order to to genuinely hug Yutaka, and Akira as well.
“I am so glad you still love me ...” jokingly whined Akira, at whom Takahiro smugly smiled “... so how is this summer book coming?” then curiously asked Akira glimpsing at the mess on what was now the twin's desk.
“It is coming, I hope … people have lots of expectations after the first one … in fact, if you all will kindly excuse me, I will go back to it, still have lots to write, and Kazamasa has already finished with the illustrations so I can't waste anymore time … and ... welcome back Yutaka” he explained and newly greeted, after which he went back to his desk, leaving a feign dejected looking Akira, whom had wanted a Welcome back Akira as well. Yutaka chuckled amused.
“I do not get a hug?” amusingly inquired Yuu, holding his arms towards Akira, whom looked like he wasn’t going to move from his stance. Rolling his eyes Yutaka went and received the brunette's hug, and for a few seconds he was reminded about how he'd had romantic interests in him; things where much different now, weren't they? “So cold ...” teasingly whined Yuu staring at an unimpressed looking Akira.
“I will not go and hug you, you should come and hug me ...” explained the blond in a pretense haughty manner “... that is how it works.” he concluded at which the brunette, walked up to him, seemingly ready to do as told, but then smacked him over his head instead “... why does everyone like to hit me these days!” loudly whined Akira, as Takeru and Takanori began to playfully smack him all over.
“So what brings you both back to the mansion? ...” inquired Yutaka, ignoring his lover's assault.
“Takanori wanted to be the doctor to assist with Mrs. Hayashi's pregnancy ...” promptly explained Yuu.
“Olivia ...” corrected Takahiro from his desk, his head still fixed on his papers as he kept talking “... she will cut your head off, if any member of the family refers to her so formally, and yes Yuu, you are part of this family. End of story”. Pointed out Takahiro, as all the people in the room silently looked and smiled at one another for a bit. Unquestionably, theirs was a rather untypical family, but it was family indeed, and Yutaka was sure they all were thinking about how lucky they were to have each other.
“Where is Yasuno? ...” then inquired Akira.
“He and Kazuhiro are in father's office” readily explained Takeru “... which actually you could now call Kazuhiro's office given as how he practically has settled there, and father is all day in the chapel with uncle Kouyou and father Byo talking about nonsense” plainly explained Takeru shaking his head, but Yutaka hadn't quite caught on on everything the younger had said, for he was too busy almost getting emotional over the fact that Takeru had called general Hayashi father.
“Alright then, third floor is our next stop then ...” announced Akira, grabbing Yutaka's hand “... we will see you all later” professed the blond, as he darted out of the room, not leaving the others time for any reply.
“Why the rush my love? ...” amusingly inquired Yutaka.
“The quicker we go through everyone, the earlier we get to go to my old, and when we get to my old room, you already know ...” Akira mischievously smirked as they reached the third floor.
“Pervert ...” expressed the brunette, as they began to walk towards the general's office.
“Teaser ...” readily retorted the blond, with a wide grin, as he knocked on the office's door.
“Yes?” thundered Yasuno's voice, and before Akira could say anything, Yutaka spoke up.
“The fugitive and the captive” introduced the brunette with an amused chuckle, a few second after which the door almost blasted open, with a radiant looking Yasuno facing them!
“Akira! Yutaka!” exclaimed Kazuhiro, whom instantly joined Yasuno's side “When? How? Wow … first you leave without saying anything ...” slyly pointed out Kazuhiro, accusingly eying Akira, whom merely looked away “... and now you surprisingly show up here! This is so amazing, welcome back! Are you back for good?”
“No, we will be going back towards the end of next month, so that we could have more time to spend with everyone ...” explained Akira “... we really like it in the New Land, though I am sure he does miss you all ...” pointed out the blond glimpsing at a suddenly bashful Yutaka.
“Oh and you do not? ...” skeptically inquired Yasuno, looking down at his younger brother.
“Real man have no time to miss anything” smugly professed the blond, as Yutaka shook his head looking at Kazuhiro with an I do not know him expression “Well well well … where is the soon to be mommy?” inquired Akira, seeming in a hurry; and now Yutaka knew why. Though having lived with him for almost a year, it really shouldn't have been a mystery. Really.
“She is sleeping for now, closely watch on by Dr. Niikura …” informed Kazuhiro; Dr. Niikura was another person Yutaka was truly dying to meet “But can you all believe this? I am about to become father … I still cannot believe this ...” dazedly spoke Kazuhiro.
“It is indeed something I would not have thought of two years ago, for sure ...” agreed Yutaka, at which Yasuno nodded.
“Yeah ...” vaguely trailed off Akira “... well, we are really tired from the journey, so we are going to rest … do not bother calling attendants, we will just crash on whatever. Thank you. Good to be back. Bye” swiftly expressed the blond, as Kazuhiro and Yasuno bemusedly blinked at their vanishing figures “Do not look at me like that my love, there is still about two weeks before the baby is born, and perhaps two more after that before the end of August, so we have a ton of time to spend with all of them ...” expressed Akira as they walked towards his room “... but I cannot wait another second to get some of your loving” he smoothly professed, as Yutaka shook his head, and halted their speed-walk as soon as they reached the ramp of stairs.
“But what about your father … and uncle Kouyou …and father Byou! ...” the brunette pointed out in concern “we should go greet them, before you lose any human semblance” teasingly expressed the doctor.
“But ...” pleadingly whined the blond “... my room is right down there, and they are in the chapel meaning … we would have to go down all these stairs, cross the green field ... wave at all the children ...and hope we get there in one piece!” observed the blond, to whom Yutaka raised an eye-brow, as he began to walk down the stairs.
“I see ...” expressed the brunette in pretense disappointment “I do not blame you … it has indeed been a while since the last time you and your hand have spent some good quality time together, so, I will give you both all the time you need ...” playfully expressed the doctor as he he kept descending.
“Alright alright alright!! ...” rushed Akira, speeding down the stairs, while grabbing the brunette's hand in the process “... let's be quick about it though” he almost yelled, as they ran down all the stairs, crossed the green field ...waved at all the children ... and got in front of the chapel in, more or less, one piece.
Pushing through the heavy doors of the chapel, Yutaka could spot three figures at the very front of the church engaging in a rather typical conversation. Typical, by the standards of one particular member of the group.
“All I am saying is that I have spent the greatest part of these last two months in this … blessed … chapel … and with all due respect, father and all the heavenly beings currently present … I am … overfilled with it, and it is causing me problems ...” loudly hissed uncle Kouyou.
“What sort of problem Kouyou? ...” calmly inquired father Byo, as the general merely sat and amusingly observed as his two brothers went at it.
“As you might and might not know, I get all my idea for my sex- … for my "mingling" … from my environment, and churches are not exactly "uplifting", in the way I define "up-lifting"” plainly explained the brunette, as the general began to soundly laugh, while father Byo merely stood up, in order to go lit a candle, but stopped as soon as his face met theirs.
“Am I seeing correctly? Is that really the two of you ...” happily inquired the priest, as Yutaka and Akira humbly brought themselves forward “... oh my lord, welcome back my children! Welcome back!” eagerly greeted father Byo, as uncle Kouyou snappily go to his feet, and rushed to smother Akira.
“What the hell is wrong with you child?!” loudly whined uncle Kouyou, still squeezing the life out of the blond, while Byou muffled a cough at the word hell “... leaving without telling us anything!! How could you do that to us?! We were so worried ...” expressed uncle Kouyou, whom left Akira, and decided that Yutaka needed some loving as well, and almost suffocated him in the same manner.
“You could have left a note, like you children always do, on top of my desk ...” observed the general with a smile, as he affectionately embraced his son, same treatment went for Yutaka as soon as uncle Kouyou was done with his constricting blessing.
“I truly apologize, I had not meant to cause you all any distress, I jus-” tried to apologize the blond, when the doors of the chapel blasted open, and a heavily panting attendant began to yell.
“Lady Hayashi's waters broke!” and as fast has she barged in, she ran out, leaving the five men speechlessly staring at the chapel's close door, as if someone told them that the world was about to end and they had one minute to save all they wanted to save.
“Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my damned god!” began to scream uncle Kouyou, receiving a louder muffled cough from the priest “... ohgodohgodohgodohgod ohgodohgodohgodohgod ...” kept swiftly repeating the elder brunette, fanning himself, while seemingly on the verge of hyperventilating; as if he were the one whose water had broken “.. we are having a baby, oh god! I am about to become great-uncle Kouyou … which sounds grand … but oh god! Oh god! Oh god!!!” kept screaming the man, dropping down on the first bench at hand, excessively fanning himself and breathing, which was beginning to get Yutaka and the general truly worried.
“Are you alright uncle Kouyou? ...” inquired the doctor in concern, as he began to fan the man as well. Uncle Kouyou seriously looked like he was about to faint. Turning to look at the general and father Byou, Yutaka looked at them wondering what was best to do, since he knew that as much he wanted to, they all wanted to run to the main house, but also didn't want to leave their brother in such a state. The two men however, seemed to be as clueless as himself as to what to do. Thus, the doctor then desperately turned towards Akira, whom loudly sighed, stomped in front of the elder brunette, and in a precise and stern movement, powerfully slapped him.
Uncle Kouyou instantly stopped his heavy breathing, his mouth opening overly wide as well as his eyes, shockingly staring at the blond, with his hand on the offended cheek “You just slapped me!” indignantly shouted uncle Kouyou “l-l-l-like I was a whore, you, my nephew, slapped me!” kept accusing the elder, as everyone simply watched with the same wide eyes “... which … in retrospective … I think I liked” he then concluded with his usual aloof smile.
“Oh my god! ...” angrily protested the priest rolling his eyes “... can we now go?! You are not the one having the baby!!” he then exclaimed, as they all began to rush towards the main door, all but Akira and Yutaka, whom began to run, lead by Akira, out of the back door.
“Like I am going to stick around those old people, if we go at their pace, I would probably turn uncle twice before we get to the house” loudly mumbled Akira as they ran as fast as they could towards the main house, with Yutaka crazily laughing in toe at the blond's remark.
Finally getting into the house, they ran towards the nursery-room, in front of which Takeru, Yasuno, Takahiro, Takamasa and all the kids from his class, were gathered. Seemingly to uncle Kouyou, Takeru seemed to be on the verge of hyperventilating, as Yasuno, Takahiro and Kazamasa vigorously fanned him, under the quite amused look of all the children.
“Oh my … oh wow … oh dear … oh … oh dear … I am about to become an uncle! Will I be able to be a good uncle? What if he grows out all wrong because of me?! Wh-wh-wh-what if he or she hates me?! Oh god how would I handle being hated by my only first nephew!!” desperately kept pointing out Takeru.
“He or she will not hate you Takeru … babies do not even know what hating is, nor love for that ...” reassured Yasuno.
“Exactly ...” added Kazamasa, as they all kept fanning him “... all you will have to do is keep loving him, and he will not know how to hate you” he pointed out, at which Takeru fervently nodded in agreement, as if he were hearing words from Jesus Christ himself.
“Do I need to slap another whore? ...” lowly pointed out Akira sarcastically looking at Takeru, whom perfectly heard what he said and was now glaring at him.
“Are you out of your mind?!?!” yelled the younger, almost spitting on the lawyer's face “... what if the baby heard you!” pointed out Takeru, which was in fact impossible given how low Akira had said it, also given that the baby wasn't in the world yet. However, Yutaka had to admit that the younger had a point, given that there were kids all around them as well, that kind of vocabulary wasn't appropriate; Yutaka was now feeling even prouder of the younger than what he already was “... it is too early for he or she to find out about that, gush, … when the time comes, I will tell him or she myself personally, and explain everything about that world, like uncle Kouyou did with me ...” seriously explained the younger, at Yutaka and Akira speechlessly stared at him in baffled awe.
“And here I was thinking you were actually concerned, about the words that they baby would learn but … you know what, never mind ...” Akira began and resignedly gave up, with Yutaka lightly smirking; Takeru would always be a little rough around the edges, but that was just what also made him adorable.
“Is it born! Oh my god, how many are they?!” desperately yelled uncle Kouyou confusingly staring at Kazamasa's students, as he, alongside father Byou and the general, finally joined the lot.
“Really Kouyou?! Those are obviously not the new born baby! You need to calm down, breathe and think rationally” sternly observed father Byou, as uncle Kouyou vigorously nodded in agreement, in the same manner Takeru had previously done with Kazamasa.
“Is Kazuhiro inside? ...” then inquired General Hayashi.
“He is inside, with Takanori and Yuu of course, and some attendants” promptly replied Takahiro, as the general silently nodded in agreement.
So the hours began to pass, as they all awaited for someone to come out of the room and tell them anything. Meanwhile, Kazamasa's students began to go home all one by one, with him apologizing to each of the parents, whom didn't seem troubled and understood the special circumstances. Attendants passed every once in a while to offer snacks and drinks, which they gladly accepted, given as how none of them seemed to want to leave their post; particularly uncle Kouyou and Takeru.
“I am glad ...” softly began Takeru, earnestly looking at everyone. Thirteen hours had passed since they had began to wait, a few attendants had ran in and out occasionally with sheets and towels, but said nothing to any of the nine men waiting out of the room, whom took naps sparingly, or short walks not too far from the room for a change of air “... I am glad because we are all here together. We all have had our share of issues, such as my birth, which we all know was not exactly the most joyful moment in our family's history” tenderly smiled the younger “However, that is in the past now. It really does not matter anymore. Now is what matters, and right now I am so grateful that this baby will be born and have so many uncles, grandparents, parents, and friends, whom have been sitting together and fervently awaiting for him or her to be born, no matter what sex. Just unconditionally happy. We all want this baby to be here, and I do not know why but it really makes me so happy” emotionally expressed Takeru, as he was embraced by Yasuno.
“Well spoken ...” replied father Byou, everyone nodding in agreement with the priest, but instantly stilling themselves the second a loud cry reached their ears. All looking at each other with a great range of indescribable expressions, Takeru was already tearing up, as well as uncle Kouyou. Yutaka and Akira hugged themselves, after which they all began to hug each other.
A few minutes later, Kazuhiro came out all sweating, and looking rather worn out, but wearing and incredibly bright and wide smile, as he looked at everyone an declared “... it is a girl!” A loud chorus of happy laughter and screams resounded all over the house from attendants and family members whom began to happily and affectionately hug or pat a still joyfully dazed looking Kazuhiro.
“A girl ...” joyfully professed general Hayashi as he shook his head “... there is absolutely no risk that any harm would befall on her with the army of men we have” he serenely expressed, making everyone laugh.
Dr. Niikura also came out. The doctor began to broadly smile the instant he saw Yutaka, whom impulsively rushed to embrace the man, who for the longest he had considered his father. There was so much he wanted to talk to him about, but this was presently not the time and place, thus it would have had to wait until later.
“C-can we see her? ...” stuttered Takeru, pleadingly looking at Kazuhiro, tears still staining his overly cheerful face.
“They are cleaning her up now, so they will call us as soon as they are done.
“How is Olivia?” then inquired Akira.
“She is doing alright” smiled Kazuhiro, with a still quite dopey smile adorning his face. For a few more minutes, they all kept repeating their congratulations, the attendants got busy to get ready a feast for the following day, Takeru and uncle Kouyou kept crying into each other's arms, and finally a house attendant came out of the room and told them it was alright to come in.
In religious silence, every member of the family walked into the room, where a tired but over-joyed looking lady Hayashi was holding her baby, and smiling at everyone. Kazuhiro walked to her side, and sat next to his wife speechlessly looking at his own daughter.
“Want to hold her, Takeru?” suddenly inquired Olivia, kindly looking at a shocked and wide eyed Takeru, whom suddenly was acting rather bashfully for all the commotion he had put on so far.
“M-me? … I do not know how to carry a baby … i-is it okay? … I do not want her to fall ...” blubbered Takeru with an extremely concerned voice.
“Just come ear!” eagerly expressed Olivia smiling at an unsure looking Takeru, whom walked forth. The lady then tapped on the side other side of the bed, making sign at the younger blond to sit. Following the request Takeru sat, and after having been told to hold the baby under her nape, and her back, he was gently let to hold the newly born, which he kept staring at as he silently resumed crying.
“She is beautiful ...” sobbed Takeru, as all the other members then got closer and gathered around the bed, to take a closer look, and express their opinions.
“Any names in mind? ...” curiously inquired Yutaka. The newly turned parents looked at each other for a few second, after which Kazuhiro then spoke.
“We were thinking of Nao” professed the brunette.
“Is that not a … male name?” confusingly inquired father Byou.
“We are aware of it ...” softly began Olivia, as she kept gazing at her baby “... is just that we were not expecting her in at least another three weeks . However she is here, premature, but looking so healthy. We, Kazuhiro and I, felt like she knew that her entire family and close friends were all gathered together for her, and she wanted to join in the fun and joy right now … thus, Nao” explained the woman, smiling at everyone.
“I like Nao ...” nodded Takeru “it sound like it could also work for a girl, and I can assure you that once people will know, they might act ignorant as usual, but eventually every lady in the county will want to name their female daughters Nao” he confidently predicted.
“Well then ...” finally spoke general Hayshi “... so it is that we welcome to the family Nao Hayashi, born July 31st , 1730”
… so, it is that me and Akira are now uncles of a very pretty, and surprisingly chubby looking baby girl, surprisingly given that she is a few weeks premature. We just got back from the nursery room just an hour ago, after spending two hours taking turns in carrying Nao, and just spending time together. However, all being tired, and wanting the baby and lady Hayashi get some deserved rest, we all decided to continue the celebrations tomorrow, and all go to bed.
Akira was incredibly tired, and given that my old room is on the second floor, we decided to sleep here for tonight, and he is currently passed out on the bed. I was going to join him as well, but then I saw this diary, and got dragged in writing all of this.
I do not quite know why, but it almost feels like we sort of reached the end of something with the birth of Nao, like we have reach a happy ending for this family, or something of the sort, however, I would not want to think about her birth as an end. Is it not best to be considered as a beginning? A wonderful start for Kazuhiro and Olivia, as they perhaps get to have more children and reconstruct this family, with the help and love of all its other members and friends. Yes, this is most certainly, the beginning of something grand.
My dear reader, if you have managed to be strong and believing enough, to read until the very end of these my diaries, as you could witness, I, Akira, and all the people in this mansion, in their own particular way has almost literally been through hell, but; we survived. We strove through, even when it seemed so hopeless, we kept believing, even when we ourselves were so forlorn to the point of not being able to believe anymore, we had someone, whom did so for us. There are many, many, experiences I would never want to repeat, but in the long run, if it had to be done for me to get to this point, I am grateful I got to get past it.
So, do not lose hope. Even when it looks so hopeless, keep striving, for there is good for every bad.
A virtue for every sin.
image made by siseja
THE END of
HOUSE OF SIN - The diary of Uke Yutaka
BEGINNING of
The life of Hayashi Yutaka and the members of the HOUSE OF VIRTUE
A/N: ゎぁぃ♪ ヾ(*⌒∇⌒)八(⌒∇⌒*)ツ ゎぁぃ♪ lol … I am crying.
I didn't think I would, but I am. I don't know if it the same for every writer, but at a point in this two years one month and ten days in which I wrote this (yes I count lol …) there was a part of me that absolutely did not want to finish writing this at all. I wanted this character to keep living on, to keep writing of them, and it just really makes me so sad to have to leave them to enjoy their deserved happy ending.
To all the people whom feared I was not going to give them a happy ending … HOW COULD HAVE I NOT?!??! THERE WAS NO WAY IN “HELL” (lol) I WOULDN'T HAVE (●⌒∇⌒●) . Each story has it reason to be, its moral, its lesson. This, had all the right to have its happy ending ne~. This story allowed me to meet so many of the closest people that are around me today. It allowed me to see new writers coming out, and so many other things, I am so grateful to this story. But most of all, I am grateful for all of you who commented, but also just READ. I know many of you didn't or couldn't comment but still read, you still thought this was good enough to use minutes of your time to read my UNNECESSARILY long writing. ♥ SO THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! ♥
* Also credit goes to haikaranarurondo for the aoi ruki image. I was looking for a Aoi Ruki picture, in which they were already together, cause I got tired and my eys began to hurt, and my SHOCK when I found this with Ruki on Aoi's legs like in the scene where they were in the studio!!! So I had to use it ...
** And ... please bear with me, Bou's hair is supposed ot be black but, it was a hassle to make it so m(_ _)m.
*** LAST BUT NOT LEAST it is thanks to my dear assistant siseja
And of course, this is not a good bye, have other things to work on right? I have quite some comments I need to reply but first the mall it is labor day sales!!!, then I'll start with HIDDEN PRINCE, SILENT KNIGHT, at the same time with THE INVISIBLE WALL.
Much Love -LnK♥(~_^ )/-