"Why are you red?"

"Why won't you find out? I can't you believe you used that sort of language towards my mother. And the fact that... you're flexing on having sex with me is completely out of character. Is there a 2nd personality inside you?"

"She deserves it. She's holding a delusion that makes it seems you follow her orders. I gave her a reality check and then whatever happens, happens."

"That doesn't explain the language you used against her."

"Please. I have cussed a lot before."

Thinking back about it. I've realized I've never resist cussing swear words whenever I was in firefights.

I would either say 'Fuck you!' or 'Fuck these motherfuckers!'. And plenty more that I cannot remember. And I am granted with that because my life was in total danger over there.

I remember my DI telling me that we deploy to Afghanistan and Iraq so we could take out our anger on ISIS and the Taliban. And it was exactly what he predicted.

"You better not use that sort of language whenever we have guests."

"Of course."

"Hey, can you drive?"

She asks me, looking like she is in a state of pain.

"Are you sick or anything?"

"Just a bit. I feel a bit nauseous and sick. C-Can you quickly drive us home?"

Her left hand was holding her stomach, while the right hand lended me the keys to the car.

...

"Hey, are you okay in there?"

I put my ear to the bathroom door.

As we were halfway to our apartment, she told me to step on the gas pedal. She said she would pay for the ticket if a police vehicle pulled us over.

And once I unlocked the door, she passed by my quicker than a bullet and head straight towards the bathroom, locking the bathroom door.

And now she is vomiting inside the toilet.

"I'm not okay, obviously. Search up any cases that involves vomiting, nausea, and whatever symptoms. Just make sure it isn't a Hikidisease."

I didn't care if she was teasing me or not. I was more worried if she might've caught the flu or a diseases, maybe even a virus. I grabbed my new phone and looked it up on the internet.

The first results: Pregnant

My brain stopped functioning correctly for a few seconds.

I walked to the bathroom door again but silently.

"Yukino... you might be pregnant."

A long silence followed after I said that sentence.

The bathroom doors opens suddenly and she just gives me a big stare at my eyes. My brain had now continued to function properly.

We had sex a few more times during the past few weeks without protection because... we were not experts it seems.

Yukino walked towards me and gives me a big kiss, wrapping her arms around me and everything.

Only thing I tasted was the vomit she puked out.

So it was cursed and forbidden thought to think that a kiss from Yukino would be disgusting. Anyone would love to kiss a woman like her.

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