onodera—-ritsu:
“Masamune… Please don’t say it like that..” Ritsu frowned as his lover and shook his head, clearly not enjoying what had just been said. “You might not remember what had happened…. But that doesn’t mean that you wouldn’t recognize him as your son or not care for him the same way as you did before.. You still love him.. Even if you can’t remember him…” He gave a soft sigh and looked down at the ground, nervously rubbing over his upper arm. “You can’t remember so much… Not even our wedding… But that doesn’t mean that it didn’t happen.”
“I can’t remember, our wedding, Aya growing up, Yuki…I can’t remember any of it Onodera,” Six years of his life, were gone; almost like they were never there. He pulled Yuki back to cradle him in his arms and look down at him with an apologetic look. Aya was perfect when she was a baby, so was Yuki and he was proud to have both of them. But for some reason it’s just, every father can remember the emotion when holding his son for the first time. “Do you know who I am, Yuki? Can you say ‘Dad’?”
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What happened to birthday wishes & btw Sweet Dreams is awesome
//ooc// I actually have birthday wishes in my tabs xP but since I’m switching from this blog to another three blogs I’m sticking to the one rp.
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onodera—-ritsu:
“He um… We were taking about maybe moving him to a bed soon, since he’s already two. But we’ve both been so busy, and we were scared that he might roll out of bed if we did make the switch..” Ritsu explained, standing next to his lover and their small child. Yuki’s eyes opened slowly as he was picked up and let out a soft yawn. “He doesn’t talk too much, but when he does he sounds like a tiny version of you.”
“What a deep voice for a child..” This brought a chuckle to his lips, while still holding onto the boy that they named Yuki. When the child looked up at him, it brought a warm smile to his lips. He was cute, possessing his eyes and his lover’s brown hair. His hand gently rubbed up and down Yuki’s back. “It’s so weird…I feel so comfortable with you, but this is the first time I’ve met you, Yuki.”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“Masamune…” Ritsu just didn’t know what to say that might make his lover feel better or possibly remember anything that had happened in the past six years. So instead if saying anything he simply kept his mouth shut and gave a small nod when the man made his request. Holding his lover’s hand, he turned and pulled him along out of the bedroom and across the hall to their son’s nursery. “He looks like you.” The brunette whispered as he opened the door, revealing the room painted a light sky blue. He gave the hand a soft tug as he walked into the room and led his husband to the crib where their son laid.
Silently, Masamune allowed himself to be dragged through the unfamiliar environment and eventually ending up at their son’s nursery. Even if he’s never met or never seen the infant that was meant to be his son, he already loved him just like a father would. At the moment he saw the small child lying in his crib, Takano let go of Ritsu’s hand, gently picked up the boy and held him to his chest. “Yuki..” His skin was as white as snow too, he had Takano’s eyes, just like Aya had Ritsu’s. He seemed to perfect, it was almost heart breaking that he couldn’t remember his birth.
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onodera—-ritsu:
“A-Are you… okay?” He watched worriedly as his husband took a step back before walking away from him and over towards the window. Ritsu was worried, but also scared. How could the man simply forget six years of their lives? Did that mean that he didn’t remember anything at all? What about their wedding, the day that their new child was born, or even buying their first real home; did he forget all of that? He hesitantly walked over to his lover and placed a trembling hand on his shoulder. “He’s two…. His name’s Yuki.. He was born in the winter, it was snowing heavily and we almost didn’t make it to the hospital.. Yo-you’re just messing with me, right? I mean, no way you would really forget all that..”
“I have a son..” That brought Takano out of his days, his hand cupped his mouth and chin as he looked out of the window. Not only could he not remember being their for his daughter to grow up but he missed the first two years of his son’s life. This has to be a dream, it just had to be. It made him feel better though when Ritsu came behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder, at least he could remember that touch. Masamune turned around to look at Ritsu, taking a step forward and holding onto Ritsu’s hand. “Take me to him, I want to see what he looks like.”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“….You…” His eyes grew wide as he listened, the warm hands on his cheeks leading him to stare into his lover’s eyes. He reached up and placed his own hands lightly over the other’s. “I-I… Aya has been walking for five… six years now..We moved out of our apartment 3 years ago, when we decided we wanted another child.. Masamune…We’re…” He took a step back and took a hold of the man’s left hand with his own, holding the hands between them as he looked down at them and the ring that was on both their third finger. “We’re married..”
“…Six years? Another child?” If he wasn’t so confused then this definitely set him off. With wide brown eyes, Takano took a step back just so he could walk over to the window and inhale some fresh air. Yesterday he went to sleep with his baby daughter in one arm and his fiance on the other, now, Aya has been walking for five to six years and they have another child? This…wasn’t happening. This must be a dream, yet it felt so real. He’s missed his daughters early life and now he’s missed out on their other childs life… “How old…is the other one?”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“You haven’t called me ‘Onodera’ in ages… it’s kind of nostalgic.” He gave a soft chuckle as he leaned against the man’s chest, his head lightly resting on his shoulder. At the question he pulled back and regarded his lover curiously. “We’re in our bedroom, obviously. Masamune…what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?” His expression changed to that of worry as he lightly placed his hand on Masamune’s forehead. “You don’t feel warm…”
“I feel fine, it’s just that…I don’t exactly know where I am or how I got here..” The editor took another second to look around the room before feeling his lover’s hand pressing against his forehead. He felt fine, nothing out of the usual other than confusion with where he was and what was going on. Ritsu, the man he’s been in love with for Ten years as he remembered, looked different but still held those same eyes that he fell in love with. His hands slid up to cup both of Ritsu’s cheeks and staring into his eyes. “This isn’t our bedroom, our bedroom is in our apartment. Little Aya sleeping between us as she learns how to walk.”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“Masamune? Is that you I hear walking around?” Ritsu asked softly, stepping into the bedroom. Just like the other, small signs of aging were shown on the brunette. His hair was shorter than before and his body was a little more toned. A small scar was obvious though on his abdomen, starting just below his belly button and ending right above the hem of his pajama pants. A small smile was formed as he went to stand in front of his lover, draping his arms lightly over the man’s shoulders and standing on his toes to lightly kiss him. ”Good morning love. Aya just woke up and is awaiting one of your usual sunday breakfasts.”
“Onodera?” It looked like him, acted like him and sounded like him but for some odd reason it just didn’t feel like the Onodera that he knew. He had signs of aging too, the scar definitely caught his eye for a second before his lips were captured in a sweet kiss. His arms were hesitant but eventually wrapped them around the other’s waist and looked down at him. His hair, just slightly shorter than what he had seen last night and even if he stiil had to stand on his toes he was still just slightly taller. Maybe Masamunr had grown taller as well. “Onodera, where am I?”
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When Masamune woke up that morning, the last thing he expected to see, he saw. He wasn’t in his apartment, but actually in a place he had never seen before. All the furniture was different, he couldn’t recognize anything; even himself after looking in the mirror. His hair had grown out some and small signs of aging seemed to have appeared over night. Just…what the hell was going on. Curiously the editor slipped out of his bed, wearing nothing but boxers while he tried to look for the only person he wanted right now; Onodera.
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//ooc// I’ll be joining too, for this oc plus another one
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onodera—-ritsu:
“…Thank you for saying that you’ll take a day off… I do love you. I do want to be with you.. and I do want to marry you.. But it’s just so hard, Masamune. I never see you anymore. You have to work. I understand that.. you can’t spend all your time with me and Aya.. I get that too… But I miss you so much when you’re gone.. I miss waking up to you, I miss falling asleep with you… Hell… I miss making love with you..”
“Well today we have all day to spend time together as a family, eating together, falling asleep together and later today, if you want we can even make love like we used to.” With that last part, Masamune placed a light kiss against Ritsu’s nape, grinning softly to himself. “I’ll ravish you until you can’t walk the next day.”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“….I know that…. But Aya wanted to see her grandfather and I needed someone to talk to.”
“I’m not angry, don’t worry I understand. I’m not going to stop my daughter seeing her grandfather.”
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onodera—-ritsu:
“….I took Aya out for a walk with your father..”
“Don’t forget, me and him may look alike but you’re my fiance”
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