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On the Street of Dreams
Written by: chochowilliams
Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of
this story.
Summary:
AU. What was supposed to be a
one-night stand, changes their lives forever.
Chapter summary:
Warning: shouta, angst, drama, romance, m-preg,
language, m/m hentai, OC, OOC
Inserts:
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A/N:
Like my other stuff, this was out previously. Hope you guys enjoy it. Thank
you to Luminwolf, RRW,
sweetsally, UnratedCrimsonBlood, Acherona, sun’s and stars, Nusku for your review.
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Chapter
18: Shuichi's Final Confession
It was all very confusing to the
sixteen-year-old when he finally regained consciousness.
Violet eyes fluttered open slowly and focused on the
stark grey ceiling in confusion. Where
was he? This place did not look
familiar.
A warm hand enveloped his cold one. Shuichi turned his head and saw two men
sitting side by side on a bench. Who
were they? That guy with the shoulder
length brown hair who was holding his hand looked vaguely familiar, as did the
other guy with the shorter black hair and eyes sitting next to him. When the one with the dark eyes turned to
look at something past him, Shuichi turned and saw another man. Who was he?
What was the uniform he was wearing and what was that strange instrument
in his hands? The man opened his mouth. His lips were moving as if he was saying
something, but Shuichi heard nothing.
Shuichi's mind blanked as he tried to take in
everything at once. His mind spun. It was all too much for the boy. His eyes rolled back and he passed out once
again.
+---+---+
“Shuichi!
Shuichi,” Ryuichi called frantically.
The EMT shook his head and dropped the stethoscope
around his neck. “He passed out again.”
Ryuichi sighed in defeat and slumped down on the
bench.
Tatsuha glanced from the boy to the medical
technician. “Is he going to be alright?”
“Yeah, he should be all right. There doesn't seem to be anything seriously
wrong with him. From what you told me, I
believe it's just shock. He's just
overwhelmed.”
Tatsuha nodded, grateful that it was not anything
serious.
Ryuichi bit his lip.
He was not so sure. Shuichi
fainted a little over an hour ago. He
did not have a history of passing out.
He only regained consciousness this one time. On top of that, he was pregnant. Or rather, there was a very strong
possibility that he was. Shuichi may
have taken a home pregnancy test earlier, but nothing was fool proof. If his little Shu-shu was indeed pregnant,
this fainting spell may have something to do with that. The EMT originally told him they would treat
Shuichi on site and when the boy finally woke, they would ask him if he wanted
to go to the hospital just to be on the safe side, but Ryuichi was beginning to
think that they should not wait until Shuichi woke. “Is it possible…?” Ryuichi gazed down at his brother lying
comatose on the stretcher. “Can we bring
him to the nearest hospital?” he asked the EMT.
“Sure,” the man nodded. “If that's what you want. Is there any specific reason why?”
Ryuichi opened his mouth to answer, but a different
voice spoke.
“He's pregnant.”
The EMT’s eyes grew large in shock before he was able
to school his expression. He stared from
one man to the other. “Are you
positive?”
Tatsuha nodded.
“He took a pregnancy test this morning.
It came out positive.”
“All right.”
The EMT removed the stethoscope from around his neck and stood up as
much as he was allowed in the small confines of the back of the ambulance. He reached for the doors and started to close
them. Over his shoulder, he told the
other men, “This might be serious. You
should have told us earlier-.” He cut
himself off when he found that he was unable to close the door. It was stuck.
“What the…?” He turned back and
saw himself suddenly staring into a pair of yellow eyes. He let out a startled yelp and fell
backwards, grimacing in pain when he hit his tailbone.
At the man's shocked cry, both Ryuichi and Tatsuha
whipped their heads around. Tatsuha
breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted Eiri standing outside the
ambulance. Ryuichi on the other hand,
glared almost evilly at his brother-in-law.
Eiri brother pushed the doors back open and stared at
the limp form of his lover before him.
He swallowed, licked dry lips and blinked back threatening tears. Clearing his throat of a suspicious lump, the
author pried his eyes from his teenaged lover to his twin brother. “H-how is he?” he choked.
The EMT, fully recovered from his fright, stood back
up and faced the newcomer. “Are you
family?”
Before Eiri could open his mouth, Tatsuha spoke
up. “He's my brother. He and Eiri are very close.”
The EMT nodded.
“His stats look good, pulse, respiratory, everything, but he's only
woken up once in the past hour and we're beginning to worry so we're going to
be taking him to the hospital just in case something’s wrong and we just don't
see it.”
As the man's words started to sink in, Eiri's golden
hazel eyes widened. Fear and worry
flashed across his face. He thought the
boy just fainted from shock, or something, too many things happening at
once. What else could it be? As far as he knew, Shuichi had no serious
health…His eyes fell onto Shuichi’s still flat belly. Oh, dear God!
The baby! Was it possible…? No!
No! No! Both Shuichi and the baby were going to be
fine. They had to be! He and Shuichi had only had a few short weeks
together and he was going to be damned if the boy was going to be ripped from
him so soon. They had a long and bright
future ahead of them. There was so much
he wanted to tell him. On the drive back
here, Eiri did a lot of thinking about many things; his family and their dark
secret, about him and Shuichi and the future of their relationship, and came to
some decisions.
Tatsuha saw the emotions fly across his brother's
face. He turned towards his lover. “Hey Ryu.”
He watched as Ryuichi schooled his expression, but not before he saw the
bitter hatred and resentment that masked the singer's face. Tatsuha sighed heavily. Ryuichi was so over-protective of his brother
that he most likely blamed Eiri for everything that transpired here today. Tatsuha laid a hand on his boyfriend's arm
and kissed him chastely. “I'll go with
my brother and meet you guys there.”
Ryuichi nodded.
He was having a hard time concentrating on what the young monk was
saying. A surge of anger flushed through
him. He could not help blaming that
blond haired freak for all this. If that
man had not opened his big mouth during his date with his baby Shu-Shu, this
would not be happening.
Tatsuha laid a hand on Ryuichi's arm and squeezed it
gently. Standing up, he kissed the
singer on the cheek once again and whispered, “He loves him. Don't worry.”
Eiri stepped aside for his brother as the younger man
stepped out of the ambulance.
The doors were shut.
A couple sharp bangs on the doors resounded and the vehicle vanished
around the corner, with the Uesugi brothers staring after its exhaust fumes.
+---+---+
The emergency room was unusually quiet for which Tatsuha,
Ryuichi and Eiri were grateful. The last
thing either Ryuichi or Eiri wanted was to be swarmed by fan-girls, especially
now. When they first arrived, there had
been a few people in the waiting room, but now they were gone. Both were glad they had not been
recognized. As much as they appreciated
their fans, this was neither the time nor the place for such things. Though Eiri was known to be cold towards his
fans, Ryuichi was known to be quite the opposite and the last thing he wanted
was to have to be rude to them.
Time seemed to move slowly in the hospital. It was almost as if once you came in those
doors, you stepped from the Third Dimension into an alternate reality. It was quite bizarre and to Eiri, very
annoying.
For what seemed like the zillionth time since they
arrived, Eiri glanced up at the wall clock.
He stared at the black and white face in disbelief. Only two minutes had passed since the last
time he checked the time. That did not
seem possible. The clock was obviously
slow. That was the only reason why, even
though it felt like they had been here for hours, not even an hour passed
according to the stupid clock.
He sat on the opposite side of the waiting room from
his brother and his lover. Ryuichi was
radiating extreme dislike like a man who had been caught in the middle of a
nuclear explosion. It emanated from him
in waves. He really could not blame
Ryuichi for not liking him. What was he
thinking? Of course, he could blame that
idiotic moron. He did nothing to earn
that man's hatred. All he did was fall
in love with his brother. So he was six
years older than the boy was. So what? Many couples were not the same age. His parents in fact, from what little he was
able to find out, were at least a decade apart.
And yes Shuichi may be a minor- at least for the next eight months
anyway- but it was not like they were the first couple to break the law in
order to be with one another and they certainly would not be the last. He had no idea what he did, or did not do, or
what the guy's problem was, but Ryuichi was just going to have to live with
whatever it was because there was no way in bloody hell he was going to give
Shuichi up without a fight. Shuichi was
his.
When he heard the swish of the doors that lead into
the ER, Eiri's head snapped up and around.
His heart jumped into his throat.
All three men stood up when a woman in a long white
lab coat stepped into the room. She
looked young, maybe in her late twenties, with long reddish brown hair pulled
back into a ponytail at the nape of her neck.
“Good evening.
Are you here with Shuichi Shindou?” she asked them.
“Yes, we are,” Tatsuha answered. He laid a hand on Ryuichi's shoulder.
The woman inclined her head politely. “I am Dr. Nakamura. I examined Mr. Shindou.”
“How is he?” Ryuichi asked with concern, stepping
forward.
Dr. Nakamura smiled at the singer. “Your brother is going to be fine,” she
assured him.
The room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Eiri's shoulders sagged in relief. Thank God, he thought. If anything would have happened to the kid…
“I believe his fainting spell was due to stress,
shock-“
That made complete sense. It was obvious Shuichi had not intended to
tell Eiri he was a Neutral or that he was pregnant. Not that he could blame him, especially after
what he said last night at dinner. His
comment probably…no, it had hurt and scared him. When Shuichi found out he was pregnant, he
probably got scared that once Eiri found out, it would be all over and he would
kick him to the curb just as everyone else in his life had. Not only was the boy the very thing that Eiri
said he despised, but he lied to him about who and what he was. Two for two.
No, Eiri could not blame his young lover for wanting to take drastic measures
to keep it all concealed. The kid would
do anything in order to have some stability in his life. Then to have that bastard Taki announce that
the kid was going to have a baby? In
addition to gloating about the fact that it was his? Not only had that asshole blurted out the
very things he wanted to keep quiet, but he pretty much confirmed the identity
of the father of his unborn child. Eiri
knew how much Shuichi hated Taki. He
despised him just as much, if not more, than he did.
“-and possibly from a lack of food,” Dr. Nakamura
continued. “He told me he hasn't eaten
since dinner last night.”
Eiri blinked.
He stared at the doctor in shock.
That brat had not eaten anything in twenty-four hours? What was he thinking? Or not thinking? Especially when he knew there was a
possibility that he might be pregnant.
What a minute!
He told her?
“He's awake?” Ryuichi asked, grasping onto what the
woman said.
Dr. Nakamura nodded.
“Yes, he is.”
Ryuichi breathed another sigh of relief.
“Doctor. What
about…?” Tatsuha started.
Dr. Nakamura smiled.
“We preformed a Beta-HCG pregnancy test on Mr. Shindou like you
requested. This test detects beta-HCG, a
hormone normally produced during pregnancy, present in urine. It's faster than doing it the other way,
which is to draw blood. That way takes
several hours to several days. This way
it's done in several minutes.”
Ryuichi latched onto his lover's arm tightly. He held his breath, waiting.
Eiri slowly made his way over to the where the others
were standing.
“It came back positive.”
Ryuichi gasped.
His hold on Tatsuha loosened and he collapsed into the nearest chair.
“Are you sure?” Tatsuha asked Dr. Nakamura softly.
“Yes,” she nodded.
“Just to be on the safe side, I would like for him to return in a week
so we can perform the test again.”
“Why?”
“It's just to be sure.”
Tatsuha nodded and assured her that he would make sure
Shuichi returned for a follow up.
Eiri stared at the woman in shock. Shuichi was…He was…He felt suddenly
lightheaded. Licking dry lips, he
clasped his hands tightly in his lap. A
thousands thoughts raced through his mind and at the same time his mind was
blank. He was not sure what he had been
hoping she would say and still was not sure what he thought. It was all very confusing. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and
tried to steady himself. “Doctor,” he
said quietly. “H…How far…Can you
tell…?” His tongue twisted into a
massive knot, leaving him tongue-tied.
“…how far along he is,” Dr. Nakamura finished.
Eiri could do nothing more than nod. A herald of butterflies appeared in the pit
of his stomach.
Tatsuha turned to stare at his brother. What was he thinking? What would he be thinking if he were in his
brother's shoes? Answer: He had no
freaking clue.
Ryuichi glanced at his brother-in-law out of the
corner of his eye and frowned.
“Nine weeks.”
Eiri halted. He
blinked stupidly at the doctor. Nine
weeks? Shuichi was two months along into
his pregnancy. That meant…That meant
that…He remembered feeling shocked, bewildered, stunned and finally angry at
Aizawa's statement. He had not wanted to
deal with any of that crap at the time.
He had not been able to deal with that mindless drivel that asshole had
been spewing. It brought up too many
things he had not wanted to deal with yet.
He put it all on the back burner to simmer, but here it was, shoved
right in his face. Eiri's throat
constricted over a sudden lump and tears welled up in his eyes. A surge of grief and misery washed over him
as the hard set of reality finally sunk in.
What Aizawa said earlier was true.
“Are you the father?” Dr. Nakamura’s voice snapped him
out of his thoughts.
Eiri blinked. He
cleared his throat. “Huh? Oh, uh…”
A heavy weight settled over his shoulders. “No,” he said, shaking his head. His heart clenched. It was not his child his lover was
carrying. God! He had actually been hoping that it was. “No, I'm not.” It hurt to admit that.
Tatsuha frowned sadly at his brother. Eiri looked devastated.
“Can we see him?” Ryuichi asked. He was glad Eiri was not the father. He liked the writer, just not with Shuichi.
Dr. Nakamura stepped aside and nodded. “Of course.
This way gentlemen.”
She led them down a short corridor and into a large
open space where at least a dozen hospital beds were made up then quietly
excused herself. All the beds were empty
except for one in the far corner where a small form lay huddled under the
sheets. As they crept closer, they could
clearly hear his soft muffled sobs. His
narrow shoulders shook.
Eiri stood behind his brother and his lover, frowning
sadly. He swallowed past a hard lump in
his throat. Was it because of him? Was he the reason Shuichi sounded so
distraught? He stood listening to his
tiny lover sobbing. The poor kid sounded
as if his whole world had come crashing down.
Ryuichi rounded the bed. “Shu?
Shuichi,” he called softly. He
laid a gentle hand on his brother's shaking shoulder. The stifled wails quieted. The white hospital sheet lowered just enough
to show a crop of bright pink hair and vivid violet eyes shimmering with tears. Ryuichi smiled down at his baby Shu-Shu. “Shuichi.”
Dr. Nakamura may have said there was nothing wrong with him, but it was
not until right now that he felt a real sense of relief.
Shuichi threw back the covers and flung himself into
Ryuichi's waiting arms. He hugged him
tightly, sobbing into his shoulder.
Ryuichi smiled tenderly, rubbing lazy circles on
Shuichi's back. “Shh,” he cooed. “It's alright. Everything's alright now.”
Shuichi pushed away from his brother and shook his
head violently. “No,” he sobbed. “It's not!”
“Shuichi.”
Shuichi turned towards the newcomer's voice, sniffling
and rubbing his tear-filled eyes. He
hiccup-sobbed as he looked at Tatsuha.
The monk stepped forward, a smile on his face and
hugged the boy. “How're you feeling?” he
asked the boy softly, pulling back.
“How do you think?” he snapped angrily before he had
time to think.
Tatsuha and Ryuichi blinked at the boy, their eyes
wide in shock.
Realizing he said that out-loud, Shuichi snapped his
mouth closed, his eyes growing wide, but they soon filled with tears. Shuichi's jaw started trembling. Fresh tears flowed down his face, traveling
already well-worn paths. He dropped his
face into his hands, sobbing.
“Everything's not all right! It
won't ever be okay! Eiri'll-!”
Taking that as his cue, Eiri stepped forward. “Eiri will what?”
Shuichi tensed, his sobs choked to a halt. Slowly, he lifted his head. His eyes widened as he caught sight of a very
familiar blond haired, blond eyed man standing at the foot of his bed.
Ryuichi turned to follow his little brother's gaze and
frowned when he saw Eiri. He opened his
mouth to make a comment when a hand on his upper arm stopped him. He looked at its owner questioningly.
Tatsuha shook his head and pulled the older man aside.
Shuichi wiped at his face with the palm of his
hand. Sniffing, he stared at his
lover. He took a deep trembling breath
and looked into Eiri's golden hazel eyes, but had to look away. His gaze was too…it made him feel
uncomfortable.
Eiri probably hated him and was just here to tell him
it was over. His heart hurt just
thinking about his love saying those words, “I just plain hate your guts. I'm sick of the sight of you.” Eiri would walk out of his life just as
everyone else had. He would lose yet
another person who meant so much to him.
He hated the fact that he did not have many friends, that the ones he
did have liked him for some reason other than friendship, that everyone in his
family but Ryuichi despised him. He did
not like that he was virtually alone, but he had gotten used to it. Then Eiri came into his life and everything
changed. To think that the one stable
thing present in his life was not going to be in it…It was something he did not
want to think about.
“Shuichi,” came a gentle voice from besides him.
Shuichi shook his head. “Just say it,” he whispered softly through
his tears. Sniffling, he sobbed
softly. “Just get it over with.” He squeezed his eyes shut tight, waiting for
the inevitable.
Eiri stared down at his lover in confusion. “Say what?”
Tatsuha and Ryuichi watched from the sidelines. Ryuichi wanted nothing more than to race over
there and protect his little brother, but something Shuichi said the other week
echoed in his head.
“Always there to defend me! Always beating up the people who made fun of
me, or said things…”
As much as it hurt him to say so, Tatsuha was
right. It was time his brother began
fighting his own battles.
“That you hate me!” Shuichi shouted.
Eiri was taken back.
“What? Why would I hate you?”
Shuichi opened water logged eyes and stared at Eiri
through tear blurred vision. Sniffling,
he scrubbed at the tears, but it was futile.
Destroying one only created two more in its place. “I know you know!” He took a deep breathe and stared into those wonderful
golden eyes. “You know what I am! What's growing inside of me!”
Eiri stepped forward, a soft smile on his face. “I do.”
He cupped the side of Shuichi's face.
“You're the boy I saw in some bar I stumbled upon one day and fell
immediately in love with. You are the
boy I followed around like some love struck fan-girl. You're the boy I plan to spend the rest of my
life with.”
Shuichi gaped at the older man in shock and
surprise. His mind went blank.
“And growing inside of you is…my son.”
Shuichi, Tatsuha and Ryuichi were struck
speechless. Shuichi opened his mouth to
speak, but it was as if his brain had gone on holiday. He could not think of a single thing to say. He closed his mouth without be able to say
anything.
Eiri was not sure when he made that decision, but it
felt…right. What he did know was that he
loved Shuichi and wanted to be with him.
The fact that he was a Neutral did not bother him. Yes, he was still a little angry that Shuichi
had not told him, that he lied to him…
“I'm just a freak, a mutation, a waste of flesh...”
Those words echoed back into Eiri's head
suddenly. He remembered speaking with
Shuichi in the park that first night and Shuichi telling him how his father
hated him because he was not what his father wanted. At the time, he brushed it off. He had other things on his mind at the
time. Even if he had realized the truth
at the time, he had certainly not been ready to hear it or deal with it.
He knew that the child growing and developing inside
of his boyfriend was that bastard Aizawa's, but he loved Shuichi and this baby
was apart of him. He was hated his whole
life by various people for a variety of reasons and he was not going to do the
same thing to this child. He was going
to love this child as if it were his own because it was his own.
“E…Eiri.
I…I…” Shuichi still did not know
what to say. What was Eiri saying? This was too surreal.
Eiri reached up and brushed away a stray tear that
tickled down the boy's face. “I guess
I've known from the beginning, but…I just did not want to deal with it, but
when it became something I couldn’t ignore anymore...I was…I was unsure of what
to do.” He dropped his hand and stared
at it clench into a fist on the edge of the bed. “So, I went to my father's place to
meditate.”
Tatsuha's eyes widened in shock. Even Ryuichi was shocked. Eiri fled his father's house years before and
not once set foot in that house since.
The two of them were always at each other's throats. The Middle East
had a much better chance at finding peace them the two of them.
Shuichi searched his lover's face.
“And there…I learned something.” He lifted his gaze and stared blankly past
Shuichi. “I grew up despising Neutrals,”
he saw the hurt expression cloud his boyfriend's face out of the corner of his
eye and his heart broke just a little bit, “because I was led to believe that
my mother abandoned us soon after Tatsuha and I were born.”
Shuichi blinked, confused. “Eiri?
What…?”
“My…mother was one.”
Shuichi’s eyes grew wide. “One…what?” he asked. He had to hear it from Eiri, just to make
sure he did not jump to conclusions.
“Mother was…a Neutral.”
Shuichi gasped.
“As it turns out that was just a load of crap
engineered by my own family because they hated my mother, thought he was a
freak, a mutation, a waste of flesh,” he said bitterly. “He was an embarrassment so he had to be done
away with!”
The world narrowed down to just Tatsuha and the words
ringing in his ears. “Wha-what did you
say?” he asked his brother breathlessly.
“Is that…true?”
Eiri glanced over his shoulder at his brother with sad
eyes and nodded.
Tears poured down Shuichi's face.
The blond writer turned back towards his lover.
To Shuichi's surprise, he saw tears rolling silently
down the man's face. He never saw Eiri
cry. It was a little unnerving and at
the same time humbling. It made Eiri
seem human.
Eiri stepped forward until his legs bumped against the
side of the bed. He cupped Shuichi's
face with both of his hands. “My whole
world turned upside down several times since last night. I cannot promise anything, Shuichi. I spent the first twenty-two years of my life
distrusting and disliking Neutrals and things're not going to change
overnight.”
Shuichi stared into his boyfriend’s eyes.
“But…I care about you more than anything,” he
continued, staring into those incredible purple eyes. “And my feelings out weigh…”
Unable to suppress and hold himself back any longer, Shuichi
did not even wait to hear the rest of what Eiri was going to say before
flinging himself at the man he loved with all his heart. Eiri was taken by surprise. With wide eyes, he stumbled backwards,
holding tightly onto the human koala that was latched onto him and hugging the
life out of him. “Do you mean it, Eiri?”
he cried softly. He pulled back just
enough to be able to see his face. “What
you just said? You…you don't care that
I'm…that I'm…and that I'm going…” His
voice faded. He lowered his head,
blushing.
“Of course I do, idiot,” Eiri whispered back.
“I love you, Eiri,” Shuichi cried, more tears pouring
down his face.
A smile lit Eiri's face. He hugged his partner back. I love you, too, he thought.
Tatsuha could not stop himself from smiling. He wrapped his arm around Ryuichi's shoulder
and held him at his side. He studied his
brother and Shuichi. Both were beaming
and glowing. He had never seen his
brother happier.
When he heard Ryuichi growl, Tatsuha squeezed his arm,
a silent warning to the older singer.
+---+---+
“Now, Mr. Shindou,” Dr. Nakamura was saying half an
hour later, “I want you to remember to make an appointment with an OB/GYN, all
right?”
The boy nodded with a blush flushing his cheeks and
avoided looking at the older men standing around him as he sat on the edge of
the bed.
The woman smiled widely when she witnessed his
embarrassment. “And I want you to take
it easy today alright? Rest and get
something to eat.”
His blush deepening, Shuichi nodded again.
“Alright. Take
it easy.” She nodded and turned towards
a passing nurse. The two of them
vanished down the hallway.
“Let's get going, Shuichi,” Ryuichi told pink haired
singer.
Shuichi's head snapped up. He stared at his older half brother with wide
eyes. “B-but I…,” he protested.
Tatsuha laid a hand on Ryuichi's forearm and said,
“Go.”
“Tatsuha,” Ryuichi gasped, turning towards his
boyfriend.
Tatsuha shook his head warningly.
Shuichi cried happily and leapt at his
brother-in-law. “Thank you, Tatsu!” Grinning like a madman, Shuichi hopped around
and jumped over towards his boyfriend.
Latching onto the writers arm, he allowed the man to steer them out of
the hospital.
Ryuichi was fuming!
“Tatsuha Uesugi! What-?”
“Not here, Ryu.”
He laced their hands together and walked out of the emergency room. “Come on,” he told his boyfriend. “Let's get a cab and get back to the clinic.”
“Why?”
“My car's parked around the corner from it.”
Ryuichi stood, his arms crossed over his chest as he
watched Tatsuha hail a taxi. “What the
hell is going on?”
“We're going to go see your folks.”
Ryuichi blinked, Tatsuha's statement draining all his
anger away, leaving him puzzled.
“What? Why?”
“It's time we had a little
chat with them.”
---TBC---
Preview: “Vanish Into the Night”
A/N: Now, just what is Tatsuha up to? Isn’t Eiri just the ideal partner? Now there is a REAL man. Deciding to raise Shuichi’s baby as his
own. If only all men were like that.
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