I'm still a horrible person. Yes, still
Title: Domestic Bliss
Series: Kamen Rider Den-O
Characters/pairings: Airi/Yuuto/Deneb, Bad Luck/Ryoutarou totally counts
Rating: R
Summary: Some happy families are just a little more special than others.
Warnings/Spoilers: Vague spoilers for the entire series. Takes place several years later. I will not be held responsible for any sugar overdoses or brainbreaking this fic results in. :D
“Ryuuta-chan!” Airi scolds gently. “Don’t try to sneak vinegar in Yuuto’s coffee.”
Ryuutaros freezes and turns away in a pout, but not before spilling some of the vinegar into the cup. “I don’t like him.”
Airi eases herself around the counter and sits next to the dragon Imagin. “We’re a family so we have to get along even when we fight, ne? Who came up with the idea for the Imagin to work at the Milk Dipper?”
“Yuuto, but-”
“And who is Hana-chan’s father?” Airi rubs her very round belly gently in an almost unconscious gesture. “You love Hana-chan, don’t you? You sing to her and tell her stories every night. And weren’t you going to teach her how to dance too?”
Ryuutaros shifts uncomfortably. “I still don’t like him, Onee-chan!”
Airi leans over and gives him a hug, slightly awkward because of her stomach. “You’re always Onee-chan’s favorite littlest brother, don’t forget that! Now, tell me what’s upset you.”
“Kuma-chan said that having babies hurts...” Ryuutaros mumbles. “So Yuuto hurts Onee-chan!”
“Ara, is that it?” Airi laughs. “Yes it will hurt a little but when Ryuuta-chan was fighting Imagin with Ryou-chan didn’t you get hurt sometimes?”
“Yes, but-”
Airi interrupts, “But you were protecting your family and that made it ok. Having a baby hurts a little but making your family grow is worth it. So stop worrying, ne?”
“... If Onee-chan says so!” Ryuutaros chirps, mostly mollified.
At that moment the door opens and what looks like a mass of bags squeezes inside. Airi smiles brightly. “Ah, Deneb-chan is back. Did you have fun shopping?”
Deneb, in Yuuto’s body, carefully sets the bags down and rushes over to give Airi a hug. “I found some lovely vegetables in the market! Good morning, Airi-chan!” He gives her a very light kiss, ignoring Ryuutaros’s halfhearted protest, and then gently pats her belly. “And good morning, Hana-chan!”
Airi laughs at his antics and eases herself up to peer into the bags. Deneb starts putting things away, eagerly detailing his finds. He reveals the contents of the last bag with a delighted flourish. “I found the most succulent ginger-root this morning! I thought we could serve ginger-root tea with our lunch special.”
Airi claps her hands delightedly. “A lovely idea, Deneb-chan!”
Ryuutaros harrumphs at being ignored so Airi turns to him with a thousand watt smile. “Ne, doesn’t Ryuuta-chan have a dance competition today? You should start getting ready.” She tilts her head and her smile becomes impossibly brighter. “I’m looking forward to putting another trophy on your shelf.” She ends by gesturing at the shelf overflowing with trophies across the room.
“Yay!!” Ryuutaros skips off towards the back of the café exclaiming, “I’ll make Onee-chan proud!” Moments later there is a disoriented shout from Ryoutarou followed by a thump.
Airi covers her mouth with her fingertips, half-smiling. “Oh dear. I had better get some ice for that.” She then turns to Deneb. “Could you make Yuuto another coffee? Ryuuta-chan spilled some vinegar in the last cup.”
“Certainly, Airi-chan. Let me get my apron.” Deneb disappears into the back.
Already rummaging through the freezer Airi calls out, “And wake Momotaros-tachi too!”
Seconds later Yuuto’s sleeply grumble floats out from the back. “Deneb! How many times have I told you not to go shopping so early in the morning?”
Deneb’s cheerful dismissal follows. “Nevermind that. You’ve got a lecture at the planetarium today. Get ready; we’re fixing breakfast.”
Several shouts, complaints and a flurry of cooking later all of the Imagin, with Yuuto and Ryoutarou, are gathered around the counter and digging into a hearty breakfast and Airi’s coffee.
Yuuto finishes first and kisses first Airi and then Deneb on the cheek before grabbing his coat. “I’ll be back by dinner. Deneb! Don’t let Airi over-exert herself!”
“Of course not, Yuuto.” Deneb says with all seriousness then choruses with Airi as they wave Yuuto out together. “Have a good day! Be safe!”
Momotaros and Urataros follow it up by getting into an argument and while Airi and Ryoutarou talk them out of a duel Deneb coaxes Kintaros awake to finish his eggs.
Ryuutaros contributes by mercilessly teasing everyone until the clock reaches quarter till then abruptly possesses Ryoutarou without so much as a by your leave. He adjusts his hat and waves to Airi. “I’m going! I’ll win that trophy for Onee-chan!” He pauses, tilting his head as if listening. “Oh, and Ryoutarou says goodbye too.”
Airi laughs and waves back. “Have a good day, Ryuuta-chan! Ryou-chan!”
Deneb waves also, more vigorously than the others, “Don’t stay out too late!”
When Ryuutaros is out of earshot Momotaros grumbles. “I don’t see why the brat gets the day off to dance.”
Urataros’s voice just drips mirth as he teases. “But Sempai. Ryoutarou is a legendary break-dancer. What are you?”
“Oi! Kame! I’ll get you for-!”
Deneb flusters but Airi effectively silences the argument by exclaiming, “Oh, time to open! Everyone, get their aprons!”
There is a flurry of activity as everyone scurries to don their aprons and prepare the tables. Momotaros’s complaints about his peach patterned apron are summarily ignored by everyone.
Then the clock ticks over and Urataros flips over the sign with a suave smile, letting the veritable crowd inside. “Welcome to the Milk Dipper Library and Cosplay Café! What lovely customers we have today. Won’t you let us string you along?”
~
Ryoutarou skids into the dark room with apologies on his lips. “Sorry Nee-san! First we got mobbed by fans and then Ryuutaros decided to lead them on a chase. And then I tripped and fell down some stairs. I tried to tell the nurses at the hospital that I was ok really but they insisted on keeping me under observation and-” He finally takes in the scene before him and grinds to a horrified halt.
Deneb lets out an equally mortified sound and hikes the sheets up higher, past his nose. Airi, on the other hand, paws them down and away from her face, looking rather disheveled. Yuuto glares but it’s rendered ineffective by his flushed face. “Haven’t you heard of knocking?”
Ryoutarou stutters briefly then sways alarmingly. Everyone on the bed voices their concern, with Yuuto adding, “Don’t faint! You’ve walked in on us enough times to-! ... he fainted.” Yuuto flops back in a pout, breathing a little heavily. “It is not my turn to carry him to bed.”
Airi sighs and ponderously rolls over to cuddle against Yuuto again, carding her fingers through his hair soothingly. “Poor Ryou-chan, his luck is truly bad.”
Deneb, clearly nominated for the task by majority vote, flusters for a second then starts clambering out of bed. “I’ll take him to his room, then.”
Yuuto looks away from Airi long enough to give Deneb a smoldering look and mutters impatiently, “Hurry back. And make sure Ryuuta doesn’t try to shoot me again.”
Series: Kamen Rider Den-O
Characters/pairings: Airi/Yuuto/Deneb, Bad Luck/Ryoutarou totally counts
Rating: R
Summary: Some happy families are just a little more special than others.
Warnings/Spoilers: Vague spoilers for the entire series. Takes place several years later. I will not be held responsible for any sugar overdoses or brainbreaking this fic results in. :D
“Ryuuta-chan!” Airi scolds gently. “Don’t try to sneak vinegar in Yuuto’s coffee.”
Ryuutaros freezes and turns away in a pout, but not before spilling some of the vinegar into the cup. “I don’t like him.”
Airi eases herself around the counter and sits next to the dragon Imagin. “We’re a family so we have to get along even when we fight, ne? Who came up with the idea for the Imagin to work at the Milk Dipper?”
“Yuuto, but-”
“And who is Hana-chan’s father?” Airi rubs her very round belly gently in an almost unconscious gesture. “You love Hana-chan, don’t you? You sing to her and tell her stories every night. And weren’t you going to teach her how to dance too?”
Ryuutaros shifts uncomfortably. “I still don’t like him, Onee-chan!”
Airi leans over and gives him a hug, slightly awkward because of her stomach. “You’re always Onee-chan’s favorite littlest brother, don’t forget that! Now, tell me what’s upset you.”
“Kuma-chan said that having babies hurts...” Ryuutaros mumbles. “So Yuuto hurts Onee-chan!”
“Ara, is that it?” Airi laughs. “Yes it will hurt a little but when Ryuuta-chan was fighting Imagin with Ryou-chan didn’t you get hurt sometimes?”
“Yes, but-”
Airi interrupts, “But you were protecting your family and that made it ok. Having a baby hurts a little but making your family grow is worth it. So stop worrying, ne?”
“... If Onee-chan says so!” Ryuutaros chirps, mostly mollified.
At that moment the door opens and what looks like a mass of bags squeezes inside. Airi smiles brightly. “Ah, Deneb-chan is back. Did you have fun shopping?”
Deneb, in Yuuto’s body, carefully sets the bags down and rushes over to give Airi a hug. “I found some lovely vegetables in the market! Good morning, Airi-chan!” He gives her a very light kiss, ignoring Ryuutaros’s halfhearted protest, and then gently pats her belly. “And good morning, Hana-chan!”
Airi laughs at his antics and eases herself up to peer into the bags. Deneb starts putting things away, eagerly detailing his finds. He reveals the contents of the last bag with a delighted flourish. “I found the most succulent ginger-root this morning! I thought we could serve ginger-root tea with our lunch special.”
Airi claps her hands delightedly. “A lovely idea, Deneb-chan!”
Ryuutaros harrumphs at being ignored so Airi turns to him with a thousand watt smile. “Ne, doesn’t Ryuuta-chan have a dance competition today? You should start getting ready.” She tilts her head and her smile becomes impossibly brighter. “I’m looking forward to putting another trophy on your shelf.” She ends by gesturing at the shelf overflowing with trophies across the room.
“Yay!!” Ryuutaros skips off towards the back of the café exclaiming, “I’ll make Onee-chan proud!” Moments later there is a disoriented shout from Ryoutarou followed by a thump.
Airi covers her mouth with her fingertips, half-smiling. “Oh dear. I had better get some ice for that.” She then turns to Deneb. “Could you make Yuuto another coffee? Ryuuta-chan spilled some vinegar in the last cup.”
“Certainly, Airi-chan. Let me get my apron.” Deneb disappears into the back.
Already rummaging through the freezer Airi calls out, “And wake Momotaros-tachi too!”
Seconds later Yuuto’s sleeply grumble floats out from the back. “Deneb! How many times have I told you not to go shopping so early in the morning?”
Deneb’s cheerful dismissal follows. “Nevermind that. You’ve got a lecture at the planetarium today. Get ready; we’re fixing breakfast.”
Several shouts, complaints and a flurry of cooking later all of the Imagin, with Yuuto and Ryoutarou, are gathered around the counter and digging into a hearty breakfast and Airi’s coffee.
Yuuto finishes first and kisses first Airi and then Deneb on the cheek before grabbing his coat. “I’ll be back by dinner. Deneb! Don’t let Airi over-exert herself!”
“Of course not, Yuuto.” Deneb says with all seriousness then choruses with Airi as they wave Yuuto out together. “Have a good day! Be safe!”
Momotaros and Urataros follow it up by getting into an argument and while Airi and Ryoutarou talk them out of a duel Deneb coaxes Kintaros awake to finish his eggs.
Ryuutaros contributes by mercilessly teasing everyone until the clock reaches quarter till then abruptly possesses Ryoutarou without so much as a by your leave. He adjusts his hat and waves to Airi. “I’m going! I’ll win that trophy for Onee-chan!” He pauses, tilting his head as if listening. “Oh, and Ryoutarou says goodbye too.”
Airi laughs and waves back. “Have a good day, Ryuuta-chan! Ryou-chan!”
Deneb waves also, more vigorously than the others, “Don’t stay out too late!”
When Ryuutaros is out of earshot Momotaros grumbles. “I don’t see why the brat gets the day off to dance.”
Urataros’s voice just drips mirth as he teases. “But Sempai. Ryoutarou is a legendary break-dancer. What are you?”
“Oi! Kame! I’ll get you for-!”
Deneb flusters but Airi effectively silences the argument by exclaiming, “Oh, time to open! Everyone, get their aprons!”
There is a flurry of activity as everyone scurries to don their aprons and prepare the tables. Momotaros’s complaints about his peach patterned apron are summarily ignored by everyone.
Then the clock ticks over and Urataros flips over the sign with a suave smile, letting the veritable crowd inside. “Welcome to the Milk Dipper Library and Cosplay Café! What lovely customers we have today. Won’t you let us string you along?”
~
Ryoutarou skids into the dark room with apologies on his lips. “Sorry Nee-san! First we got mobbed by fans and then Ryuutaros decided to lead them on a chase. And then I tripped and fell down some stairs. I tried to tell the nurses at the hospital that I was ok really but they insisted on keeping me under observation and-” He finally takes in the scene before him and grinds to a horrified halt.
Deneb lets out an equally mortified sound and hikes the sheets up higher, past his nose. Airi, on the other hand, paws them down and away from her face, looking rather disheveled. Yuuto glares but it’s rendered ineffective by his flushed face. “Haven’t you heard of knocking?”
Ryoutarou stutters briefly then sways alarmingly. Everyone on the bed voices their concern, with Yuuto adding, “Don’t faint! You’ve walked in on us enough times to-! ... he fainted.” Yuuto flops back in a pout, breathing a little heavily. “It is not my turn to carry him to bed.”
Airi sighs and ponderously rolls over to cuddle against Yuuto again, carding her fingers through his hair soothingly. “Poor Ryou-chan, his luck is truly bad.”
Deneb, clearly nominated for the task by majority vote, flusters for a second then starts clambering out of bed. “I’ll take him to his room, then.”
Yuuto looks away from Airi long enough to give Deneb a smoldering look and mutters impatiently, “Hurry back. And make sure Ryuuta doesn’t try to shoot me again.”