[Fic] Good Daddy- Chapter Two
Title: Good Daddy
Author: archetier
Pairing: Akame
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy
Rating: PG-13 (may go up)
Disclaimer: The original character belongs to me. The rest of the characters are real people, and are therefore not owned by anyone.
Summary:
When a baby suddenly appears in front of the doorstep of the immature Akanishi Jin, claiming to be his son, he has no choice but to care for him, however, circumstances happen, and he suddenly finds the need to find a nanny. Luckily, the latest object of his affections, a beautiful boy by the name of Kamenashi Kazuya, needed a new job and agreed to become the nanny. As the pair live under the same roof and care for the baby, their feelings grow deeper. Will they live a happily ever after, or will it be an unharbored one-sided love for Jin? And who is the baby's real mother?
Warning: Un-betaed. I may have overlooked some grammatical or spelling errors, and so, I apologize in advance. ):
It’s been one week since Akemi’s mother abandoned him in front of a certain Akanishi Jin’s doorstep. Those days signified a huge change in Jin’s lifestyle. For one thing, he couldn’t go out as he pleased like he used to. He had to think about Akemi. Plus, he couldn’t just smoke and drink alcohol, because it would definitely be bad for Akemi. The past days have been about nothing but Akemi.
Jin was starting to embrace fatherhood.
However, he still wanted to know who Akemi’s mother was, to thank her for not getting an abortion, to know the reason why she left him in front of his doorstep, to answer all the unanswered questions that were starting to bother him. His parents and brother, Reio, do not even know about Akemi---yet. Jin figured he’ll tell them once he gets a hold of the baby’s real mother.
Jin and Akemi were comfortably seated on Jin’s king-sized bed. Jin was reading aloud to his son, a story about the tortoise and the hare. Akemi was staring up at his father, wide-eyed with wonder, and he started clapping his hands.
Jin grinned and tickled the baby’s chin. Akemi let out a giggle and drooled over his father’s finger. Jin winced a little. He still wasn’t used to his son’s random “leakages.”
Akemi took the book from his father and turned the page. Then he looked back up at Jin, as if to tell him to continue reading the next pages.
“You like being read to, don’t you, Akemi?” Jin said. Akemi babbled in reply.
“I wonder if your real mother read books to you,” Jin said. “I think she did. Did she, Akemi?” he asked, as if his son could answer him.
“Man, I wish you could talk,” Jin said. “Well, you can talk, but as of the moment, we cannot understand each other. You talk like a baby while I----“ He paused, remembering Ryo and Pi telling him that he acted and talked like a baby sometimes! Maybe he could try that in order to communicate with Akemi, and maybe get some answers. It was a stupid idea, even he knew that, but he was desperate! Besides being desperate, he was also bored.
“Goo…goo….ga…ga?” Jin said slowly. Akemi babbled in response, and he still didn’t understand what he was saying!
“Crap, I must be speaking a different dialect,” Jin said out loud. He started babbling. Akemi babbled back. Jin scratched his head. “Can you speak English?” he said, in English. He didn’t know why, but Akemi suddenly laughed. And not just any laugh, he even snorted! The sight of his toothless son laughing made Jin laugh as well. “You really are my son, we have the same laugh, even the same snort!” he said, laughing as well. He tickled Akemi’s stomach, to make him laugh even more. Akemi laughed and drooled. Jin didn’t mind. Both father and son were enjoying themselves.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!
BEEP! The answering machine went.
Jin, this is your mother. Your father, Reio and I are going to have to go to Los Angeles right now because your cousin Miko is getting married. Now, we’re not going to force you to come with us because we know how much you despise Miko, but we just want you to know that he’s marrying your ex-girlfriend, and the only girlfriend we approved of, so it’s highly disappointing. You’re twenty-five, Jin! You ought to be having children now, but no. Instead you’re probably on your bed, with some babe you found in front of your doorstep.
Jin’s eyes widened. “Au contraire, mother….” He muttered to himself.
….Also, don’t get me started with the fact that you haven’t been showing up to work! I know you’re not interested in tea ceremony or anything traditionally Japanese for that matter, but please at least show some initiative! What will our supporters think of us? Go to work, Jin, or else I will freeze your bank account and you will have to look a job yourself, like a normal person.
Anyway, that is all. I miss you and I love you. Take care, my baby, and call back as soon as you receive this message!
Jin stared at the machine in horror. “F-freeze my bank account?” He tried to imagine a life with no money. He saw himself as a desolate hobo wearing a checkered shirt and torn jeans, with grime on his face, and the people staring at him like some kind of animal. He shuddered at the thought, even though he knew deep down that he could be a desolate hobo and still be “mighty good-looking.”
“Akemi, stay there,” Jin instructed his son, who was sitting on the middle of his bed, looking up at him. “I’m going to call your grandmother.” He took his mobile phone and left the bedroom.
“Darling~!” a merry voice with a French accent answered after the second ring.
“MOMMY!!!” Jin whined. “You’re not serious about the whole freezing thing, are you?”
His mother’s voice changed from merry to stern. “I’m serious, Jin. And don’t go Mommy on me. It won’t work this time. Just like you.”
“I don’t see why I have to go to that stupid tea house and drink some tea with a bunch of old wieners,” Jin complained.
“Watch your language, sweetheart,” his mother gently reminded him. “Honestly, your vocabulary is getting more vulgar than ever. You really need to marry a conservative girl who will cleanse you of your ways, preferably Japanese…..”
“Tell you what, Mom,” Jin bargained. “I’ll find a wife to marry, but please don’t let me work!!” I have a son to look after! he silently added.
“That sounds very tempting…..but no,” his mother said firmly. “Your father thinks it’s best if you do this. And I would also like you to learn Chabana. It’s simpler than ikebana, so you’ll get the hang of it without any problems. “
“Flower arrangement?” Jin groaned. That was boring!!! “Is there any way out of this, like a loophole or something?”
“No. You must work, Jin, and tell that babe on your bed to get out and never have anything to do with you again,” his mother said. “Because you’re going to start upholding the Akanishi name.”
“Actually, Mom…..” Jin started to say, but starting hearing fuzz on the other line, then silence. The line was cut off, just as he was about to say that he really did have a “babe” on his bed, only the babe wasn’t some random chick; the babe really was a baby, an infant.
Jin went back to his room. He saw his son sleeping. He woke him up. “Come on, Akemi. We need to find your mother,” he said, gently nudging the baby. Akemi’s eyes opened and he started to let out an ear-piercing wail. He didn’t like his sleep getting interrupted, a trait he surely must have inherited from his father.
“Sorry, babe, but we have to, or else I wouldn’t be able to feed you,” Jin said, putting his son on his new baby sling, a present from Yamapi. Akemi was still crying as Jin put on a helmet on him, and on his son (he had it custom-made for his son)’s head, as he mounted his motorcycle. He could feel Akemi get anxious as the engine started, but Jin calmed him down by singing softly to him.
“Okay, think, Jin, think,” Jin said to himself. “Who was the last Japanese girl that I was with?” He suddenly had an epiphany. “AAHHH!! MAKI!” His ex-girlfriend, Nishiyama Maki, owned a cake shop just ten blocks away. She was the perfect suspect. They broke up thirteen months ago, which was around the time Akemi was conceived, because the baby was four months old. Plus, Akemi’s name had Maki’s name in it. AKeMI= MAKI.
Jin stopped in front of a quaint little cake shop. He turned off his engine and took off his and Akemi’s helmets. Akemi was wide awake, his arms and legs flailing everywhere. He was getting restless from the ride.
“You’re getting excited because you know this cake shop, don’t you?” Jin asked Akemi. “It seems as if we found the right woman.” And with that, he entered the shop.
The shop manager, who was new, didn’t know him, and quickly approached him. “Good morning, sir. Welcome to Maki’s Cake Shop. How may I help you?”
“Is Maki here?” Jin asked him.
The manager raised an eyebrow. “Oh, are you one of Nishiyama-sama’s friends?”
“Well, you could say that. I really need to talk to her.”
“Have you contacted her?”
Jin shook his head. “Should I have called her?”
The manager face palmed. “AYE! If you must know, sir, Nishiyama-sama is currently vacationing at the Swiss Alps with her new boyfriend.”
“No wonder she left Akemi to me,” Jin grumbled. “When is she coming back?” he asked the shopkeeper.
“In two weeks.”
“TWO WEEKS?!” Jin exclaimed, in a voice so loud it startled Akemi, who started to cry.
“Shhh, shhh, I’m sorry, Akemi. Daddy didn’t mean to shout,” Jin said, holding the baby closer to his chest. The baby kept crying. The customers were starting to stare. The manager was embarrassed.
“Excuse me, sir, if you don’t mind, your baby is causing disturbance in the shop….” The manager informed him.
“Wait, doesn’t the baby look familiar to you, like someone you know very well, like, for example, your boss, in particular?” Jin pressed on.
The manager took one look at the wailing baby and gave Jin a frail smile. “He looks just like you, sir. A spitting image of you.”
Jin groaned loudly and rolled his eyes. “I’m outta here. Let’s go, Akemi.”
***
“I WANT YOU…I ALWAYS HAVE ALL THESE KINDS OF DREAMS ABOUT YOU….FUCK, KAMENASHI KAZUYA, I WANT YOU!!!”
Kazuya’s co-baker, Makoto, pushed the slender boy against the wall and tried to kiss him.
“Why won’t you kiss me back, Kame-chan? I know you like men,” Makoto said, as he tried to stick his tongue in Kazuya’s pouty lips, which remained closed and curled up in disgust as he felt Makoto’s tongue come in contact with his lips.
“Let go of me, Makoto, and I’ll forget this ever happened,” Kazuya said, as calmly as possible. Makoto smiled at him, eyes burning with lust, and shook his head.
“No, I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time now, with no one else but you,” Makoto said hoarsely, as he groped Kazuya’s perky ass.
Without warning, Makoto suddenly found himself being flung against the opposite side of the room. As he was about to go ask Kazuya what he just did, Kazuya punched him, and gave him another blow on the other cheek.
“You could get fired for this! I’m telling my sister!” Makoto said furiously, his face bleeding and bruised.
“I don’t care, Nishiyama Makoto,” Kazuya said. “I QUIT.”
***
As Jin was about to go out, he could hear a slam coming from the kitchen. “I’M QUITTING THIS STUPID PART-TIME JOB, DO YOU HEAR ME, NISHIYAMA MAKOTO, YOU PERVERT!!!!”
The voice sounded familiar. Jin craned his neck to see the owner of the voice and was not prepared on what he saw.
“Fate must be on my side,” Jin said, smiling, comforting a still-crying Akemi. He stared as the beautiful boy he saw the week before got out, angrily threw his pink apron on the floor, flipped his middle finger at the manager, and storming out of the shop.
Jin bowed to the manager and chased the beautiful boy.
He wanted to yell, but Akemi’s cries might drown his yells.
“That’s it! Akemi’s wailing might catch his attention,” Jin said. “OH, AKEMI, MY BABY BOY, STOP WAILING! WHO’S THE GOOD BABY, WHOOOO’S THE GOOD BABY? YOU ARE? AREN’T YOU?” He shouted, loud enough for the beautiful boy to stop and look back at him.
His plan worked, although Akemi was still crying. Jin didn’t mind, because the beautiful boy was walking toward him, still wearing the same irritated expression on his face.
“I can’t calm my son down,” Jin said helplessly, patting Akemi, who was still crying. Without a word, the beautiful boy took Akemi from Jin’s baby sling, and cuddled him, patting his back. He hummed a lullaby to him, and miraculously, the baby’s cries stopped.
“You must be an angel sent from heaven,” Jin said dreamily, watching the beautiful boy holding his son with such ease.
“I have a soft spot for babies,” the beautiful boy admitted, giving Akemi back to his father, when the baby suddenly blurted out, “Mama.”
The beautiful boy smiled. “Guess he’s looking for his mother now. You better go.”
Akemi started to cry as he found himself in his father’s arms. “MAMA!” he wailed.
“He’s learned a new word!” Jin said in disbelief. “Although I’m not sure ‘Mama’ is his first word. But it’s the first real word I’ve heard him say.” He rocked Akemi. “Shh, Akemi, don’t embarrass me in front of the beautiful boy.”
“I heard that,” the beautiful boy said.
Jin’s cheeks turned crimson. “Sorry,” he apologized. “It’s just that….oh, what do you know? Akemi is still crying and looking for his Mama. Don’t we have the same problem.” He rolled his eyes and laughed uncomfortably.
“His mother left him in front of my doorstep a week ago,” Jin explained to the beautiful boy. “The same day we first met.”
“Yeah, I remember that. You’re Akanishi?”
Jin nodded, pleased that he remembered his name. “And you are…?”
“Kamenashi Kazuya,” Kazuya said.
“And this is Akemi,” Jin said, holding up Akemi for Kazuya to see. “He says thank you for cuddling him awhile ago, although I do think he kind of wants more.”
“MAMA!” Akemi said in between wails. Jin gave Akemi to Kazuya. Surprisingly, Akemi stopped crying and screaming, “MAMA.” He sniffled and rested his head against Kazuya’s chest.
“He likes me,” Kazuya said, smiling.
So do I, Jin thought. “He thinks you’re his mama.”
Kazuya stiffened at the thought. It wasn’t the first time someone had mistaken him as a girl.
“By the way, I just heard you quit your job, if I’m not mistaken?” Jin said casually. Kazuya rolled his eyes and nodded. “I can’t keep a decent job. I always get sexually harassed.” He blushed to the roots of his hair. “Not that you needed to know that.”
Jin laughed good-naturedly. “It’s fine. See, I kind of need to go to work and there’s no one at home to watch Akemi and the tea house doesn’t exactly appreciate loud, babbling babies…..”
Kazuya nodded understandingly. “Are you offering me to work for you as Akemi’s nanny?”
Jin put on his best pleading face. “PLEASE? You’ll get to live in my place for free, and I’ll pay you…” he whispered the amount on Kazuya’s ear. Kazuya lit up. “A free place to live in and that kind of salary? I’m in!” he exclaimed. “Besides, I’m starting to become smitten with your son.”
“I expect you to be in my place by tomorrow then,” Jin said, giving Kazuya his business card. “My address is listed there.”
Kazuya waved it away. “Don’t worry, I still have the one you gave me the week before. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then, Akanishi-san!” He gave Akemi, who fell asleep, to Jin. “And see you tomorrow, Akemi.”
“Akemi,” Jin happily whispered to his son. “We hit the jackpot!”
A/N: I got too excited, so...ta-da~~! An update! :Db
Chabana, by the way, is a simpler version of ikebana, which is flower arrangement.
Also, I think I kind of made Kame's character to be sort of like his character in Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge...I've been watching the show, that's why. :P
Do let me know what you think about this chapter! :)
Author: archetier
Pairing: Akame
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy
Rating: PG-13 (may go up)
Disclaimer: The original character belongs to me. The rest of the characters are real people, and are therefore not owned by anyone.
Summary:
When a baby suddenly appears in front of the doorstep of the immature Akanishi Jin, claiming to be his son, he has no choice but to care for him, however, circumstances happen, and he suddenly finds the need to find a nanny. Luckily, the latest object of his affections, a beautiful boy by the name of Kamenashi Kazuya, needed a new job and agreed to become the nanny. As the pair live under the same roof and care for the baby, their feelings grow deeper. Will they live a happily ever after, or will it be an unharbored one-sided love for Jin? And who is the baby's real mother?
Warning: Un-betaed. I may have overlooked some grammatical or spelling errors, and so, I apologize in advance. ):
It’s been one week since Akemi’s mother abandoned him in front of a certain Akanishi Jin’s doorstep. Those days signified a huge change in Jin’s lifestyle. For one thing, he couldn’t go out as he pleased like he used to. He had to think about Akemi. Plus, he couldn’t just smoke and drink alcohol, because it would definitely be bad for Akemi. The past days have been about nothing but Akemi.
Jin was starting to embrace fatherhood.
However, he still wanted to know who Akemi’s mother was, to thank her for not getting an abortion, to know the reason why she left him in front of his doorstep, to answer all the unanswered questions that were starting to bother him. His parents and brother, Reio, do not even know about Akemi---yet. Jin figured he’ll tell them once he gets a hold of the baby’s real mother.
Jin and Akemi were comfortably seated on Jin’s king-sized bed. Jin was reading aloud to his son, a story about the tortoise and the hare. Akemi was staring up at his father, wide-eyed with wonder, and he started clapping his hands.
Jin grinned and tickled the baby’s chin. Akemi let out a giggle and drooled over his father’s finger. Jin winced a little. He still wasn’t used to his son’s random “leakages.”
Akemi took the book from his father and turned the page. Then he looked back up at Jin, as if to tell him to continue reading the next pages.
“You like being read to, don’t you, Akemi?” Jin said. Akemi babbled in reply.
“I wonder if your real mother read books to you,” Jin said. “I think she did. Did she, Akemi?” he asked, as if his son could answer him.
“Man, I wish you could talk,” Jin said. “Well, you can talk, but as of the moment, we cannot understand each other. You talk like a baby while I----“ He paused, remembering Ryo and Pi telling him that he acted and talked like a baby sometimes! Maybe he could try that in order to communicate with Akemi, and maybe get some answers. It was a stupid idea, even he knew that, but he was desperate! Besides being desperate, he was also bored.
“Goo…goo….ga…ga?” Jin said slowly. Akemi babbled in response, and he still didn’t understand what he was saying!
“Crap, I must be speaking a different dialect,” Jin said out loud. He started babbling. Akemi babbled back. Jin scratched his head. “Can you speak English?” he said, in English. He didn’t know why, but Akemi suddenly laughed. And not just any laugh, he even snorted! The sight of his toothless son laughing made Jin laugh as well. “You really are my son, we have the same laugh, even the same snort!” he said, laughing as well. He tickled Akemi’s stomach, to make him laugh even more. Akemi laughed and drooled. Jin didn’t mind. Both father and son were enjoying themselves.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!
BEEP! The answering machine went.
Jin, this is your mother. Your father, Reio and I are going to have to go to Los Angeles right now because your cousin Miko is getting married. Now, we’re not going to force you to come with us because we know how much you despise Miko, but we just want you to know that he’s marrying your ex-girlfriend, and the only girlfriend we approved of, so it’s highly disappointing. You’re twenty-five, Jin! You ought to be having children now, but no. Instead you’re probably on your bed, with some babe you found in front of your doorstep.
Jin’s eyes widened. “Au contraire, mother….” He muttered to himself.
….Also, don’t get me started with the fact that you haven’t been showing up to work! I know you’re not interested in tea ceremony or anything traditionally Japanese for that matter, but please at least show some initiative! What will our supporters think of us? Go to work, Jin, or else I will freeze your bank account and you will have to look a job yourself, like a normal person.
Anyway, that is all. I miss you and I love you. Take care, my baby, and call back as soon as you receive this message!
Jin stared at the machine in horror. “F-freeze my bank account?” He tried to imagine a life with no money. He saw himself as a desolate hobo wearing a checkered shirt and torn jeans, with grime on his face, and the people staring at him like some kind of animal. He shuddered at the thought, even though he knew deep down that he could be a desolate hobo and still be “mighty good-looking.”
“Akemi, stay there,” Jin instructed his son, who was sitting on the middle of his bed, looking up at him. “I’m going to call your grandmother.” He took his mobile phone and left the bedroom.
“Darling~!” a merry voice with a French accent answered after the second ring.
“MOMMY!!!” Jin whined. “You’re not serious about the whole freezing thing, are you?”
His mother’s voice changed from merry to stern. “I’m serious, Jin. And don’t go Mommy on me. It won’t work this time. Just like you.”
“I don’t see why I have to go to that stupid tea house and drink some tea with a bunch of old wieners,” Jin complained.
“Watch your language, sweetheart,” his mother gently reminded him. “Honestly, your vocabulary is getting more vulgar than ever. You really need to marry a conservative girl who will cleanse you of your ways, preferably Japanese…..”
“Tell you what, Mom,” Jin bargained. “I’ll find a wife to marry, but please don’t let me work!!” I have a son to look after! he silently added.
“That sounds very tempting…..but no,” his mother said firmly. “Your father thinks it’s best if you do this. And I would also like you to learn Chabana. It’s simpler than ikebana, so you’ll get the hang of it without any problems. “
“Flower arrangement?” Jin groaned. That was boring!!! “Is there any way out of this, like a loophole or something?”
“No. You must work, Jin, and tell that babe on your bed to get out and never have anything to do with you again,” his mother said. “Because you’re going to start upholding the Akanishi name.”
“Actually, Mom…..” Jin started to say, but starting hearing fuzz on the other line, then silence. The line was cut off, just as he was about to say that he really did have a “babe” on his bed, only the babe wasn’t some random chick; the babe really was a baby, an infant.
Jin went back to his room. He saw his son sleeping. He woke him up. “Come on, Akemi. We need to find your mother,” he said, gently nudging the baby. Akemi’s eyes opened and he started to let out an ear-piercing wail. He didn’t like his sleep getting interrupted, a trait he surely must have inherited from his father.
“Sorry, babe, but we have to, or else I wouldn’t be able to feed you,” Jin said, putting his son on his new baby sling, a present from Yamapi. Akemi was still crying as Jin put on a helmet on him, and on his son (he had it custom-made for his son)’s head, as he mounted his motorcycle. He could feel Akemi get anxious as the engine started, but Jin calmed him down by singing softly to him.
“Okay, think, Jin, think,” Jin said to himself. “Who was the last Japanese girl that I was with?” He suddenly had an epiphany. “AAHHH!! MAKI!” His ex-girlfriend, Nishiyama Maki, owned a cake shop just ten blocks away. She was the perfect suspect. They broke up thirteen months ago, which was around the time Akemi was conceived, because the baby was four months old. Plus, Akemi’s name had Maki’s name in it. AKeMI= MAKI.
Jin stopped in front of a quaint little cake shop. He turned off his engine and took off his and Akemi’s helmets. Akemi was wide awake, his arms and legs flailing everywhere. He was getting restless from the ride.
“You’re getting excited because you know this cake shop, don’t you?” Jin asked Akemi. “It seems as if we found the right woman.” And with that, he entered the shop.
The shop manager, who was new, didn’t know him, and quickly approached him. “Good morning, sir. Welcome to Maki’s Cake Shop. How may I help you?”
“Is Maki here?” Jin asked him.
The manager raised an eyebrow. “Oh, are you one of Nishiyama-sama’s friends?”
“Well, you could say that. I really need to talk to her.”
“Have you contacted her?”
Jin shook his head. “Should I have called her?”
The manager face palmed. “AYE! If you must know, sir, Nishiyama-sama is currently vacationing at the Swiss Alps with her new boyfriend.”
“No wonder she left Akemi to me,” Jin grumbled. “When is she coming back?” he asked the shopkeeper.
“In two weeks.”
“TWO WEEKS?!” Jin exclaimed, in a voice so loud it startled Akemi, who started to cry.
“Shhh, shhh, I’m sorry, Akemi. Daddy didn’t mean to shout,” Jin said, holding the baby closer to his chest. The baby kept crying. The customers were starting to stare. The manager was embarrassed.
“Excuse me, sir, if you don’t mind, your baby is causing disturbance in the shop….” The manager informed him.
“Wait, doesn’t the baby look familiar to you, like someone you know very well, like, for example, your boss, in particular?” Jin pressed on.
The manager took one look at the wailing baby and gave Jin a frail smile. “He looks just like you, sir. A spitting image of you.”
Jin groaned loudly and rolled his eyes. “I’m outta here. Let’s go, Akemi.”
***
“I WANT YOU…I ALWAYS HAVE ALL THESE KINDS OF DREAMS ABOUT YOU….FUCK, KAMENASHI KAZUYA, I WANT YOU!!!”
Kazuya’s co-baker, Makoto, pushed the slender boy against the wall and tried to kiss him.
“Why won’t you kiss me back, Kame-chan? I know you like men,” Makoto said, as he tried to stick his tongue in Kazuya’s pouty lips, which remained closed and curled up in disgust as he felt Makoto’s tongue come in contact with his lips.
“Let go of me, Makoto, and I’ll forget this ever happened,” Kazuya said, as calmly as possible. Makoto smiled at him, eyes burning with lust, and shook his head.
“No, I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time now, with no one else but you,” Makoto said hoarsely, as he groped Kazuya’s perky ass.
Without warning, Makoto suddenly found himself being flung against the opposite side of the room. As he was about to go ask Kazuya what he just did, Kazuya punched him, and gave him another blow on the other cheek.
“You could get fired for this! I’m telling my sister!” Makoto said furiously, his face bleeding and bruised.
“I don’t care, Nishiyama Makoto,” Kazuya said. “I QUIT.”
***
As Jin was about to go out, he could hear a slam coming from the kitchen. “I’M QUITTING THIS STUPID PART-TIME JOB, DO YOU HEAR ME, NISHIYAMA MAKOTO, YOU PERVERT!!!!”
The voice sounded familiar. Jin craned his neck to see the owner of the voice and was not prepared on what he saw.
“Fate must be on my side,” Jin said, smiling, comforting a still-crying Akemi. He stared as the beautiful boy he saw the week before got out, angrily threw his pink apron on the floor, flipped his middle finger at the manager, and storming out of the shop.
Jin bowed to the manager and chased the beautiful boy.
He wanted to yell, but Akemi’s cries might drown his yells.
“That’s it! Akemi’s wailing might catch his attention,” Jin said. “OH, AKEMI, MY BABY BOY, STOP WAILING! WHO’S THE GOOD BABY, WHOOOO’S THE GOOD BABY? YOU ARE? AREN’T YOU?” He shouted, loud enough for the beautiful boy to stop and look back at him.
His plan worked, although Akemi was still crying. Jin didn’t mind, because the beautiful boy was walking toward him, still wearing the same irritated expression on his face.
“I can’t calm my son down,” Jin said helplessly, patting Akemi, who was still crying. Without a word, the beautiful boy took Akemi from Jin’s baby sling, and cuddled him, patting his back. He hummed a lullaby to him, and miraculously, the baby’s cries stopped.
“You must be an angel sent from heaven,” Jin said dreamily, watching the beautiful boy holding his son with such ease.
“I have a soft spot for babies,” the beautiful boy admitted, giving Akemi back to his father, when the baby suddenly blurted out, “Mama.”
The beautiful boy smiled. “Guess he’s looking for his mother now. You better go.”
Akemi started to cry as he found himself in his father’s arms. “MAMA!” he wailed.
“He’s learned a new word!” Jin said in disbelief. “Although I’m not sure ‘Mama’ is his first word. But it’s the first real word I’ve heard him say.” He rocked Akemi. “Shh, Akemi, don’t embarrass me in front of the beautiful boy.”
“I heard that,” the beautiful boy said.
Jin’s cheeks turned crimson. “Sorry,” he apologized. “It’s just that….oh, what do you know? Akemi is still crying and looking for his Mama. Don’t we have the same problem.” He rolled his eyes and laughed uncomfortably.
“His mother left him in front of my doorstep a week ago,” Jin explained to the beautiful boy. “The same day we first met.”
“Yeah, I remember that. You’re Akanishi?”
Jin nodded, pleased that he remembered his name. “And you are…?”
“Kamenashi Kazuya,” Kazuya said.
“And this is Akemi,” Jin said, holding up Akemi for Kazuya to see. “He says thank you for cuddling him awhile ago, although I do think he kind of wants more.”
“MAMA!” Akemi said in between wails. Jin gave Akemi to Kazuya. Surprisingly, Akemi stopped crying and screaming, “MAMA.” He sniffled and rested his head against Kazuya’s chest.
“He likes me,” Kazuya said, smiling.
So do I, Jin thought. “He thinks you’re his mama.”
Kazuya stiffened at the thought. It wasn’t the first time someone had mistaken him as a girl.
“By the way, I just heard you quit your job, if I’m not mistaken?” Jin said casually. Kazuya rolled his eyes and nodded. “I can’t keep a decent job. I always get sexually harassed.” He blushed to the roots of his hair. “Not that you needed to know that.”
Jin laughed good-naturedly. “It’s fine. See, I kind of need to go to work and there’s no one at home to watch Akemi and the tea house doesn’t exactly appreciate loud, babbling babies…..”
Kazuya nodded understandingly. “Are you offering me to work for you as Akemi’s nanny?”
Jin put on his best pleading face. “PLEASE? You’ll get to live in my place for free, and I’ll pay you…” he whispered the amount on Kazuya’s ear. Kazuya lit up. “A free place to live in and that kind of salary? I’m in!” he exclaimed. “Besides, I’m starting to become smitten with your son.”
“I expect you to be in my place by tomorrow then,” Jin said, giving Kazuya his business card. “My address is listed there.”
Kazuya waved it away. “Don’t worry, I still have the one you gave me the week before. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then, Akanishi-san!” He gave Akemi, who fell asleep, to Jin. “And see you tomorrow, Akemi.”
“Akemi,” Jin happily whispered to his son. “We hit the jackpot!”
A/N: I got too excited, so...ta-da~~! An update! :Db
Chabana, by the way, is a simpler version of ikebana, which is flower arrangement.
Also, I think I kind of made Kame's character to be sort of like his character in Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge...I've been watching the show, that's why. :P
Do let me know what you think about this chapter! :)