Time of Our Lives
A/N: Title's cheesy but what the heck. Hahaha. I actually don’t know what to write in the A/N anymore. LOL. This may be corny or nice, that depends on the readers. So, just read on. :) *may or may not have a sequel* For everyone who likes YamaShi♥
Ryosuke was sitting at the porch of his house one sunny afternoon. He liked these times, just lounging around, with the sun’s soft heat washing his skin. Mirai sat next to him, bringing with her a tray of chocolate chip cookies and two tall glasses of iced tea. She gave him a cookie which he bit excitedly.
“You’re such a kid.” Mirai mentioned.
“With our age, you still think I’m a kid.” He pouted.
She just rolled her eyes and sipped on her lemonade. “I wonder when the kids will arrive.”
“You miss Sora and Misuke already?” he quipped.
“Why, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I miss them too.”
Just then, the doorbell rang followed by a rumble of voices from the front gate. The locks on the gate opened and in came a couple with three kids. The female resembled Ryosuke’s red lips and had her mother’s beautiful eyes.
“Sora!” Mirai gleefully announced, standing up quickly but went back down when she heard her bones crack. “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”
Sora hurriedly ran to her, followed by Nakajima Yugo and their three kids. “Mama!”
Ryosuke helped her back on the chair and chuckled as she continuously wailed in pain. “See, I told you never to stand up quickly again!”
“I was just excited, you idiot!” she snarled. “Sora!”
Hugs and kisses have been exchanged as they met. Yugo lead their three kids to the porch where they hurriedly kissed their grandpa and grandma happily.
“Ne, ne granny! Are you alright?” Yujiro (13), the eldest asked Mirai. He had the spitting image of his mother, only that he looked manly enough.
“I’m okay Yuji… How have you been, my lovelies?” she asked.
“I’m doing well in school! I even got a 100% on all our exams!” he cheerfully announced.
Mirai gave him a kiss on the forehead. “That’s my grandson! I knew you always had my brains!”
“And he got my looks. Say, how many girlfriends do you already have?” Ryosuke butted in.
“PAPA!” Sora shouted, aghast. Yugo just giggled next to her.
“That’s just normal for a boy.” Ryosuke defended.
“Papa’s right, Sora.” Yugo added, giving Ryosuke a high five.
“Not you too! Enough okay? They’re still kids!” she laughed.
“But Mama, I saw onii-chan kissing Chinen Shiori-chan yesterday at school!” Megumi (10) shyly interjected, her chubby cheeks red.
“WHAT?” Mirai and Sora exclaimed altogether, gaining strained laughter from the boys.
Yujiro’s face turned pale with Megumi’s confession. “Oi! O - Oi! W - wha~!”
“Onii-chan is blushing!” Takeru (9) said, pointing at his brother.
“I guess there’s nothing wrong with that. Yuri’s and Umika’s grandkids are good, you know.” Mirai said matter-of-factly.
“Mama!”
“I know, I know. I sounded just like you when I was your age and you were Yujiro’s.”
Sora blushed. “But mama, that’s a different thing.”
“That’s the same thing, hon.” Yugo said, putting his arms on Sora’s shoulders.
“Yeah, at least in the end you got a very kind lawyer for a husband.” Ryosuke said. “And I’m sure you would bring these kids up great, just like how we brought you up.”
“Right on the spot hon.” Mirai leaned onto Ryosuke.
“Okay guys, just get inside already. I know my grandkids are really hungry. Grandpa made strawberry shortcake! Who wants some?”
The three kids roared in excitement. Obviously, they have inherited Ryosuke’s strawberry addiction.
“Okay, is onii-chan coming too?” Sora asked, pertaining to Misuke, her older brother.
“Yeah, he’s on his way with Keiri and the kids. Let’s just wait for them inside.” Misuke has been married to Keiri, Inoo Kei’s daughter, and had two kids.
“Okay, let’s go in.” Ryosuke said, holding Mirai’s hand as he ushered his family inside their home.
Ryosuke was sitting at the porch of his house one sunny afternoon. He liked these times, just lounging around, with the sun’s soft heat washing his skin. Mirai sat next to him, bringing with her a tray of chocolate chip cookies and two tall glasses of iced tea. She gave him a cookie which he bit excitedly.
“You’re such a kid.” Mirai mentioned.
“With our age, you still think I’m a kid.” He pouted.
She just rolled her eyes and sipped on her lemonade. “I wonder when the kids will arrive.”
“You miss Sora and Misuke already?” he quipped.
“Why, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I miss them too.”
Just then, the doorbell rang followed by a rumble of voices from the front gate. The locks on the gate opened and in came a couple with three kids. The female resembled Ryosuke’s red lips and had her mother’s beautiful eyes.
“Sora!” Mirai gleefully announced, standing up quickly but went back down when she heard her bones crack. “Ouch, ouch, ouch!”
Sora hurriedly ran to her, followed by Nakajima Yugo and their three kids. “Mama!”
Ryosuke helped her back on the chair and chuckled as she continuously wailed in pain. “See, I told you never to stand up quickly again!”
“I was just excited, you idiot!” she snarled. “Sora!”
Hugs and kisses have been exchanged as they met. Yugo lead their three kids to the porch where they hurriedly kissed their grandpa and grandma happily.
“Ne, ne granny! Are you alright?” Yujiro (13), the eldest asked Mirai. He had the spitting image of his mother, only that he looked manly enough.
“I’m okay Yuji… How have you been, my lovelies?” she asked.
“I’m doing well in school! I even got a 100% on all our exams!” he cheerfully announced.
Mirai gave him a kiss on the forehead. “That’s my grandson! I knew you always had my brains!”
“And he got my looks. Say, how many girlfriends do you already have?” Ryosuke butted in.
“PAPA!” Sora shouted, aghast. Yugo just giggled next to her.
“That’s just normal for a boy.” Ryosuke defended.
“Papa’s right, Sora.” Yugo added, giving Ryosuke a high five.
“Not you too! Enough okay? They’re still kids!” she laughed.
“But Mama, I saw onii-chan kissing Chinen Shiori-chan yesterday at school!” Megumi (10) shyly interjected, her chubby cheeks red.
“WHAT?” Mirai and Sora exclaimed altogether, gaining strained laughter from the boys.
Yujiro’s face turned pale with Megumi’s confession. “Oi! O - Oi! W - wha~!”
“Onii-chan is blushing!” Takeru (9) said, pointing at his brother.
“I guess there’s nothing wrong with that. Yuri’s and Umika’s grandkids are good, you know.” Mirai said matter-of-factly.
“Mama!”
“I know, I know. I sounded just like you when I was your age and you were Yujiro’s.”
Sora blushed. “But mama, that’s a different thing.”
“That’s the same thing, hon.” Yugo said, putting his arms on Sora’s shoulders.
“Yeah, at least in the end you got a very kind lawyer for a husband.” Ryosuke said. “And I’m sure you would bring these kids up great, just like how we brought you up.”
“Right on the spot hon.” Mirai leaned onto Ryosuke.
“Okay guys, just get inside already. I know my grandkids are really hungry. Grandpa made strawberry shortcake! Who wants some?”
The three kids roared in excitement. Obviously, they have inherited Ryosuke’s strawberry addiction.
“Okay, is onii-chan coming too?” Sora asked, pertaining to Misuke, her older brother.
“Yeah, he’s on his way with Keiri and the kids. Let’s just wait for them inside.” Misuke has been married to Keiri, Inoo Kei’s daughter, and had two kids.
“Okay, let’s go in.” Ryosuke said, holding Mirai’s hand as he ushered his family inside their home.