Parenthood: That state of being better chaperoned than you were before marriage.
Natsume placed his coffee mug on the kitchen table, the steam still rising above the rim. He was listening to his ever-present best friend tell the story of how he got kicked out of the house that morning.
Ruka was in between laughs. "So then I figured I'd just stop by your place. Never a dull moment over here."
Just then Mikan entered the kitchen arch way, a black bed sheet was all that wrapped around her body, just barely covering her entire breasts. Her hair was tossed across her shoulders and down her back. She made soft footsteps over to Natsume, where she kissed him on the lips.
"Good morning," she said, her tone very sweet.
Natsume willingly accepted her kiss. "Morning, babe."
Ruka scoffed over in the corner, obviously aware of what must have gone on the night before. Mikan turned her head at the sound and frowned at his appearance.
"Oh. Ruka. If I had known you were here, I would have put some clothes on."
Ruka smiled. "Don't mind me."
So Mikan walked over to the coffee pot and poured herself a mug, using only one arm to tightly uphold the wrapped sheet.
In another room, a faint cry was suddenly heard. Mikan rolled her head around on her neck to face Natsume with an annoyed expression. He only shrugged. A staring contest followed, which lasted for quite some time before Mikan hammered her mug onto the marble countertop and strode out of the kitchen abruptly.
"Sorry, bud. I didn't know I was interrupting anything. You should have said something." Ruka flipped his bangs out of his eyes.
Natsume didn't respond.
Finally Mikan came back, a tad different from before. Her hair still hung loose but she was now wearing a green tank top, petite pajama shorts, chocolate colored Ugg boots, and a two year old boy on her hip. She started up the stove and got out some eggs.
"How's Hotaru? I suspect you did something stupid, otherwise you wouldn't be intruding on my Monday morning." Mikan said gruffly, never looking away from her frying pan.
"Oh. She's great. Superb. Fantastic in fact. She's just gets so easily angered that it's hard to please such a difficult woman."
Mikan turned around quickly, the spatula held at the ready in her hand. Ruka held up his hands in apology.
"All I said was that I couldn't take Usagi (usagi means 'rabbit' and Ruka loves rabbits! Im so smart) to the zoo today like I said I would, and she started going off about how I'm not part of the family."
Mikan shrugged. "Maybe you shouldn't make promises you don't intend to keep. But then again, what kind of father would that make you?"
Just then a four year old girl appeared in the doorframe, holding a big blankie up to her mouth. She had vibrant crimson eyes and wavy brown hair, resembling her parents' traits. "Mommy…"
She waddled over and straddled her mother's leg uncomfortably.
"Whatever it is, baby, tell your father." Mikan was just flipping the sunny side up eggs onto a plate, still balancing the boy on her hip.
So the little girl drowsily pranced over to Natsume, who picked her up with ease and propped her in his lap.
Natsume took a sip of his coffee. "What?"
The little girl rubbed her tired eyes. "I had a bad dweam last night."
"Well everyone was in their wooms and I was sleeping. But then I heard this loud banging from your woom and mommy was yelling out your name."
Ruka laughed aloud from across the kitchen.
"Were you getting hurt?" She asked worriedly.
Natsume smirked and shook his head. "No, we weren't getting hurt. See, actually, we were-"
"She doesn't need to know!" Mikan interjected before he could say another word. "Emi, your eggs are ready so sit in your own chair like a big girl."
Emi hopped into her own chair right next to her daddy's and Mikan placed the plate of eggs and a sippy cup of juice on the table. She started eating immediately, her tiny mind already of the subject.
Mikan then placed the boy in his high chair. He had black messy hair like his father and big brown eyes like his mom. He guzzled down the milk in his own sippy cup. Mikan kissed him on the forehead and sat down beside him, pouring herself some cereal.
"Babe, I have a photo shoot at three. Any chance I can drop these two off with you? I really don't want to take them to day care today."
Natsume shrugged. "What, you think I can just take a break from work whenever I want to?"
"Um, yes. As my CEO partner, I say you can."
It had been five years since Natsume confessed to Mikan. Since then, they had both assumed the position of CEO of their own companies. When they married, they fused their businesses to be Hyuuga & Sakura, the number one leading clothing line in Tokyo. Mikan kept her surname for business purposes but she went by Mrs. Hyuuga around the house. And Hotaru and Ruka, as they were no longer needed as agents, became members of the company's board staff; a very prestigious place to be.
"I mean I'll be with them all morning." Mikan spoke in between bites of cheerios. "And then I'll take them after my shoot. I just don't want Thing 1 and Thing 2 running amuck around the studio again."
Natsume nodded. "Whatever. I'm gonna go get dressed." He stood up and kissed her forehead. "Ruka, you can leave now."
Ruka smiled. "What for? I'm all ready for work. I can just go with you. Then when I walk in the building with the big man, everybody might think we're friends or something." He pretended to squeal excitedly.
"Shut up." Natsume left the room.
Mikan rolled her eyes. "Great. Now I'm stuck with you."
"You're a real pleasure to be around, too."
Emi stood up in her chair, having cleaned her entire plate. "Where's Usagi?" She had her hands on her hips.
Ruka put his hands up in the air. "She's gone. Forever. Yep, sorry. You just missed her."
Emi stamped her bare foot on the chair, ruffling her short-sleeved nightie.
"Do you want me to take Usagi today? You have some sort of meeting that I don't want to attend, right?" Mikan asked with a bored voice.
"That would be great. Let me call Hotaru." Ruka left the room dialing his wife on his phone.
Mikan picked up all the dishes and stacked them in the sink. Then she picked up the little boy, placing him on her hip once again, and she helped Emi hop to the ground. The four year old started to pull her nightie off over her head as they made their way to her bedroom. "Woo hoo!"
Mikan rolled her eyes at this wild behavior. It was too much for her so early in the morning.
"Let's race!" Emi was nearly bouncing off the walls of the elevator shaft. Usagi Nogi was jumping around as well.
"Girls, please no run-" Mikan tried to say but as soon as the elevator doors opened to the top floor they sprinted down the long hallway. Mikan sighed deeply as she followed after them, her hand tightly gripping her son's.
Co-CEO of Hyuuga & Sakura
Mikan stepped into her own lavish office for a quick second, flipping through any important mail but ultimately deciding to leave it be. Then she continued to an almost identical office.
Co-CEO of Hyuuga & Sakura
Inside, Emi was already click-clacking away on her father's computer. Usagi was cradled in her own dad's arms, Ruka must have been having a conference of some sort. Mikan walked over and handed her son over to Natsume, pecking his lips. Then she practically threw herself down onto a black leather couch.
"Were they a handful?"
Mikan smiled fakely. "You think? Ichiro tried to look up a girl's skirt at the park."
Natsume patted his two year old son. "That's my boy."
"Well, I have to get down to the studio. I'll see you later, okay?" Mikan kissed him on the cheek and headed for the door.
"All done, Ms. Sakura." A make-up artist declared. Mikan glanced at herself once more in the mirror and left the dressing room satisfied.
When she came out, she saw a familiar figure standing off to the side. She walked up to him with a superior smile.
"What, may I ask, is my business partner doing down here, at a mere photo shoot studio?"
Natsume shrugged, folding his arms. "I don't know. I heard that my business partner was doing a shoot today. And she supposedly has a very nice body, so I thought I'd come see for myself."
Mikan did a twirl, showcasing her outfit. "Well what do you think?" She was wearing a black business suit, designed by Aoi who became one of the company's top male and female designers, with black stilettos. Her hair was done into brown bouncy curls, a very serious look. But to top it all off, she was wearing nothing underneath the suit jacket. A single button prevented her entire chest from showing.
Natsume smirked. "I think I was right to come down here and check you out."
He grabbed her by the waist and brought her body very close to his. She put her arms around his neck, just as he moved one hand to her stomach, slowly bringing it up higher on her bare skin. Their lips were centimeters apart until they heard a sudden: "Hello!"
Their heads jerked downward to see Ichiro, waving his hand wildly, his eyes big and round.
"I knew this was too perfect." Mikan rolled her eyes and then swooped the little boy into her arms. "Where's the other one?"
Natsume's hands retreated to his pockets. He didn't answer.
Finally Mikan spotted Emi and Usagi at the refreshments table, eating all the doughnuts.
"I told you I didn't want them running around here. That's why I gave them to you." Mikan spoke sternly.
Emi turned around, her cheeks puffed out with food in her mouth, and spotted her mother. She ran over immediately and nearly tackled her in a hug. "Mommy!"
Mikan half-smiled, very annoyed. "Hi, baby."
"Why don't you have a shirt on?" The little girl tilted her head. Usagi, who barely spoke, mimicked her head tilt.
Mikan looked down at her chest. "Because this is what I'm modeling today. Remember I told you how I wear clothes and then take pictures in them? That's what I'm doing today."
"Oh! But who would want to wear clothes without a shirt?"
Mikan switched Ichiro from one arm to the other. "Um, well, you'd be surprised."
"Ms. Sakura! Ready on set!"
"Okay, mommy has to go work now." Mikan lowered Ichiro to the floor. "Please don't break anything today."
Then she ran off for her shoot.
Mikan was posing for the pictures for awhile but suddenly she stood up.
"I'm sorry. Normally I can do my own shoots. But this just isn't working. I'll be right back."
Since she was co-owner of this company, there were no arguments. Mikan ran over to Natsume, who was talking to some people about magazine photo choices. She whispered something in his ear and then grabbed his hand. She came back to the set, having pulled Natsume along with her.
"Okay. I think we're ready now."
Mikan stood staggered in front of her husband, so that his own black business suit could still be seen. He placed his hand on her waist and she bent her head backwards over her shoulder where their lips met. Of course, one of the primary focuses of the shot was Mikan's jacket with her glowing skin underneath.
"Much better!" A photographer yelled as he snapped away.
It had been awhile since Natsume had modeled, having mostly given that part of the job up when he assumed his father's position. But Mikan left most of the sales and 'work' work to him, much preferring to continue modeling. However, when it was necessary, Natsume would join his wife for a shoot because it was written in her contract that she couldn't model with any male but him.
Just then a huge BANG echoed around the studio. Mikan and Natsume both broke away to glance in the direction of the thundering clatter. From all the way across the studio, two little girls meekly waved their hands, a little boy waving his more frantically, obviously unsure of what had just happened.
A huge pole that was leaning up against the wall, unused at the moment, had keeled over onto the cement flooring. Thankfully, nothing else had broken or fallen.
"We're done here," Mikan said sternly then she strode over angrily to her children.
Natsume smirked. It was fun to see his wife flustered.
Mikan pulled a pink short nightgown over her head, the silk rolling down her bare body. Then she shook out her hair, washed her face and ambled into her beautiful black bed with red embroidery. She tossed her head lazily against the pillow and wrapped herself beneath the warm covers.
Natsume came into the bedroom with only red flannel pajama pants, carrying a glass of water. Mikan reached out for the glass and he let her take a sip. However, she swigged the entire glass down and smiled brightly. He rolled his eyes and slammed the glass on the dresser before climbing in beside her.
"I had lots of fun today. I miss you down in the studio." Mikan said cutely, almost her entire face covered by sheets.
"Fine. Don't care about me." She rolled over so that her back faced him.
Suddenly she started giggling, due to two arms ensnaring her body and warm lips grazing her ear.
"Stop, I'm mad at you now." She tried to make him let go, but she was very weak compared to him.
Her struggling only made Natsume pull her closer, so that his lips rested on the back of her neck, causing chills to shoot down her spine.
Finally she turned back around to face him, when a hiccup from the door interrupted them. Natsume smashed his head back into his pillow and Mikan begrudgingly looked over in the hiccup's direction.
Instantly she saw Emi, her blankie tossed over her shoulder and her thumb stuck in her mouth.
"What do you want, baby?" Mikan moaned.
"I can't sleep. Can I sleep wiff you?"
Natsume buried his head beneath the stack of covers while Mikan held out her arm with uneager welcome. Emi ran over to the bed and climbed up, crawling right in between her parents. Mikan threw the covers over the tiny body of her daughter and shared her pillow. Then she placed her arm protectively over Emi and closed her eyes.
Natsume wasn't so peaceful and turned his back on the girls.
"Natsume, turn off the light."
"Yeah, daddy. Some of us are twying to sleep here."
Mikan laughed at Emi's command, but Natsume only growled and rolled over to turn off the lamp.
"Night mommy! Night daddy!"
"Good night baby doll."
"Just go to sleep, little girl."
"Sleep tight! Don't let the bed bugs bite!" Emi continued.
"Shut up!" Natsume yelled.
Mikan laughed but the little girl in between them became stiff as a board.
THANK YOU SO MUCH TO EVERYONE WHO READ MY ENTIRE STORY AND REVIEWED! MUCH APPRECIATED, HONESTLY. I'M GLAD YOU ALL LIKED BECAUSE I REALLY DID, BUT IT IS OFFICIALLY OVER NOW. LIKE SERIOUSLY, IT'S ALL DONE. SO PLEASE DON'T ASK. I START SCHOOL TOMORROW AND SO I'LL BE AWAY FROM THE INTERNET FOR AWHILE, BUT I'M SURE I'LL RETURN EVENTUALLY. THANKS AGAIN!
August 31, 2009/1:02 PM