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As it turned out, Noriaki intended to surprise him that day, and ended up walking into the trashed apartment and getting an eye-full of him being strangled. So when they eventually reunited, Noriaki burst into tears as he wrapped his arms around Hisaya. They were both emotional wrecks by the end of their consoling chat.
When he was allowed to leave the hospital, Ryoichi had already intricately planned everything. Compared to how many cameras intended to pitch up a tent outside the hospital and wait for Hisaya to appear, in the end there was only a handful, and they gave the recovering-patient a wide berth out of respect- and fear of repercussions from the Alpha who walked by his side, supporting him as they did.
Soon after, Ryoichi had asked Hisaya whether or not he wanted to go to court, to see Hiromasa get charged with the steadily-building case that was keeping the investigators very busy. But Hisaya said he didn't, he was only satisfied that he'd managed to have Hiromasa taken down, he'd take no gratification sitting around and listening to all his charges being read out.
Hisaya had spent far too much time on someone else, and all he wanted to do was curl up with his little bun, and his lover and live out the rest of the time that was generously given by System. But before he could do that, he gave numerous statements, and was very open with the police when they eventually got around Yoshiaki.
Given the attack, the judge allowed Hisaya to be absent from the trial, for two clear reasons, one of them being the Omega's mental health. He had come close to dying, and everyone respected that he wouldn't like to be in close-proximity to the man who was the aggressor; no matter if he was cuffed. And then there was the second reason, the confident knowledge by the judge, who knew the trial would be a long-lasting one- it tended to be when people had a large oncoming downfall. Everyday, more evidence piled up and was added, and so the judge had no hesitations in granting Hisaya the permission to remain out of the court-room.
As for everyone else, who could only vent their anger through the internet towards the disgraced Alpha, they wanted more than anything to be in that very same court-room. And that's when a petition appeared, one which gathered millions of signatures within the first twenty-four hours. The petition was calling for the trial to be broadcasted on live television. And though there was some reservations in the beginning, due to the sheer pressure from the public-outcry; it was granted.
One of the loudest voices was the advocate Ayako Chiharu, whose confidence had grown tenfold. The children were safely under her care, and better than ever. Things were beginning to change, and she was right at the front demanding it happen. Her charity became one of the most influential within such a short space of time. She was ruthless towards people who tried to undermine her, and a saint in the eyes of those who need her. Hisaya gave her all the freedom with the company, placing all of his faith in her, and though she was initially nervous because she was given a shiny card filled with money, she made all the right decisions and invested where necessary. The once small, dilapidated charity became a beautiful estate within the bustling outskirts of the Commercial District.
And with her abundance of success, there was no way she was going to allow Hiromasa the chance of escaping. So she joined the many who protested against the man outside of the court, scorning him and his 'people' who believed they could get away with their crimes. And in response, those working the case felt the bountiful supply of stress, thus doing everything they could to throw Hiromasa behind bars.
As expected, Hiromasa denied everything. Even when presented with clear evidence, he turned a blind eye. The only thing he did plead guilty to, was the attempted murder of Hisaya. But even after that he had something to say, words that made Ryoichi's blood boil when Yoshiaki told him.
Hiromasa claimed that he and Hisaya were having an affair. And when he called it off, Hisaya turned on him. He stated that they had always had a 'very physical relationship' which included some aspects of violence. When someone brought up the incident where Hisaya received a head injury, once resulting in him developing amnesia, one in which was tied to Hiromasa's henchmen, Hiromasa came up with the excuse that at that time he and Hisaya had battled, broke off their relationship for the umpteenth time and left on bad terms.
All of which, no one believed. In court, people shook their heads, baffled by how deluded the man clearly was. The way he spoke, the way his expression twisted when he thought of Hisaya Reo, the man looked obsessed.
"You should stop watching that, you know?" Hisaya whispered into Ryoichi's ear, before kissing him lightly. The man who was gripping his phone so hard, realised that he was and eased up. Faint voices continuing on as the live-stream went on.
"I know, but I want to make sure he gets what he deserves." Ryoichi argued quietly, feeling the pressure of his headache from frowning so sternly at his phone. And Hisaya did understand, but he didn't want the man on trial to ruin his first holiday with his family. So he was determined to distract Ryoichi.
Setting the two tall glasses down filled with their tantalising-looking cocktails, Hisaya joined the man on the large, round comforter that was under a canopy. They were currently on a beach, and since it was a private one for the hotel, it was quite quiet. Anyone else that was around, stuck to themselves and equally wanted their own privacy.
Hisaya straddled his lover's lap. Their courtesy robes falling open. Ryoichi's hands fitted themselves onto his young lover's thighs, keeping him in place. "Have you not left your best man behind to get that job done?"
Ryoichi lightly scoffed, "Yoshiaki isn't a judge, baby."
Hisaya leant forward so he was leaning on the man's chest. He pecked Ryoichi's lips, before cocking his head a little to the side, "And you don't think Yoshiaki will ensure your orders are carried out?" He pondered and his lover, for all his intelligent worth, gradually realised that he was being a little paranoid.
"I could kill him." Ryoichi eventually confessed, and Hisaya sighed but followed it with a smile. Lying chest to chest, he brought one of his hands up and caressed Ryoichi's cheek, brushing his thumb under the man's eyes and over the slight circles that showed up there.
"I don't doubt that, I think I could too, if I'm honest. But what good would that do? It would take me away from you, from our family. So we need to move on, baby, we're all safe and have so much time to spend together, so why spend it fretting over that piece of shit?"
Ryoichi nodded, touching the soft hand that was stroking his cheek so tenderly. He brought the palm to his lips, closing his eyes as he did. He hoisted his glorious lover higher up, and closer to him. Wrapping his arms around Hisaya's waist protectively.
They stayed exactly as they did for a short while, cradled in each other's arms, looking down to the edge of the comforter, in the direction of the two figures making a sandcastle. Asahi's bright expression was clear to see, as he wore a pair of shorts he'd chosen to wear with 'little fishies' on them. He was happily yapping away, patting the sand and just about tossing it everywhere as he determinedly tried to construct something.
Standing by his side, having been immediately taken with the little bun, was an older boy with striking red hair. He was at Asahi's every beck and call, helping him dig holes where they needed to be dug, and fetch water when the child needed it.
The sight made Hisaya chuckle. He kept his cheek rested on Ryoichi's broad chest, their fingers laced over the man's torso. Red had been stricken after what had happened, he thought that he'd 'failed' Hisaya for some reason. He repeatedly chastised himself for being weak. And that's when he broke down into floods of tears. He kept on apologising to Hisaya, and it broke his heart. Red had always been the stubborn kid, who projected a strong personality of someone who wouldn't be pushed around.
To see that waver really struck him. And even though Red felt guilty, Hisaya felt worse. Needless to say, after Hisaya got rid of his old apartment, and took Red into his new one- which happened to be Ryoichi's current one, Asahi latched to him. His little bun, who was ordinarily wary of new people, didn't give Red a chance to be sad any longer.
All those toys names that Ichiro had once mentioned, were told to Red, who had stood looking dumbfounded as he was gradually being lost in a pile of plushies. More surprisingly, Red didn't loose the will to live even after being introduced to 'mr.cuddles the third'.
Hisaya knew that if he immediately approached the subject of adopting Red, the young omega would withdraw into himself even further, because he knew the teen didn't like people fussing over him. And also, Hisaya wanted to make sure he was doing the right thing. He didn't want the feeling of guilt to override his decision, but after a short while watching how he and Asahi got along so well, his decision was more final.
Asahi brought out Red's smiles, which Hisaya had never actually seen himself. They were inseparable and although he felt a little abandoned by his koala-baby, he made do with the grown adult who instead decided to cling to him now he was free.
With Ryoichi in complete agreement, Hisaya invited Red onto the holiday. He still hadn't mentioned adoption to Red, instead choosing to let him relax as they were, after a hectic few months. So that's how they came to be in their current position. "Red's a good influence on him." Ryoichi acknowledged, relaxedly running his fingers through Hisaya's unruly hair.
"I think it's the same both ways."
Ryōichi chuckled, "We'll have our hands full with two kids." He pretended to sound troubled by that, but the sincerity of it didn't come across. Hisaya smiled, looking up at him before snuggling back down. Closing his eyes he felt the gentle lull of the wind, the sound of the water meeting the hot sand and the gentle laughs of his little bun and Red.
"I know," he sighed dramatically, "Just what are we going to do with three?" He felt the body he was lying on go absolutely still. As Hisaya smiled to himself, slowly tilting his head to see his lover's expression, he was met with a wide-eyed Ryoichi.
"Wha- you.."
Hisaya shrugged lightly, "I don't know why you're so surprised, it's not exactly like we've been careful these past few weeks." He teased.
Ryoichi sat up, quickly manoeuvring them so Hisaya was now laid on his back, with his older lover looking down at him with a look of excitement. "Have you taken a test?"
"Nope. The thought of pissing on a stick freaks me out a little."
Ryoichi went to protest, but stopped himself, he just sighed with a dreamy smile and cupped his gorgeous lover's face. He leant down and connected their lips. No more than a loving, chaste kiss, he pulled back so their faces were close together.
"Whether you are, or you aren't, I will love you just as much. It wasn't the smoothest the first time, and yet we have the most gorgeous son, so I know why you're nervous, baby, but I'm not going anywhere regardless."
Hisaya silently let the man's words soak in. Yes, he was freaked out. Though he hadn't taken the 'test' he just knew. Initially he had thought it was his medication that was giving him side-effects. He was sweating and waking up during the night. Plus more sensitive areas, are even more.. sensitive. He'd tried brushing it under the rug, putting it down to stress the first couple of days, but the thought suddenly hit him one day. More specifically one evening, when he and Ryoichi had finished playing under the covers. Whether he knew it or not, Ryoichi had been gently caressing Hisaya's stomach. And he found it soothing. Then, like many times before, just as he was falling to sleep, his brain kicked in.
He knew it was natural in this world, but in the end, Fahren wasn't from this world. It was somewhat easier coming to terms with the knowledge of baring a son the first time, as he himself wasn't technically there to have Asahi. But this time, he would be. And the thought of being responsible for a little life on his own was filling him with anxiety.
Which is why, when Ryoichi said what he did, it felt like he had been plucked out of his anxious-bubble. His brain had been working overtime, worrying about so many things that made him forget about the man who had crossed worlds to be by his side- to support him.
Smiling up at Ryoichi, his Alpha returned the expression. They touched their foreheads together. "Could you hand me my drink?" Hisaya eventually asked, and Ryoichi nodded, but his expression quickly changed.
"Is there alcohol in it?"
Hisaya laughed, the mans sudden furrowed expression a little funny. "They're non-alcoholic unfortunately. Are you going to be a mother hen from now on?"
"Oh, definitely. But unfortunately for you, you were the one who proposed to me- no take backs." Ryoichi revealed and Hisaya continued to laugh, shaking his head as he sat up and took the tall glass.
"Well perhaps before you start bundling me up in bubble-wrap, I should take a test, hm?"
The alpha raised a brow, "That's a good idea, but what if I planned to do that anyway?"
"Then give me a head start." Hisaya took a big swig of his drink and shuffled to the edge of the comforter. He left his robe open, wearing shorts underneath, and jogged over to Asahi and Red.
"Papi" Asahi greeted, standing up and wrapping his arms around Hisaya's waist. Asahi had thankfully gravitated away from calling him 'mama', which Hisaya was grateful for. So Ryoichi got Papa, and he got Papi. Either way, hearing Asahi call it made his heart swoon every time.
"Whoa! You made this?" Hisaya gasped, looking at the sandcastle that they'd spent most of the morning creating.
"Mhm! Red helped lots though."
Snuggling his little bun tightly, Hisaya looked over to Red who remained seated in the sand, minding his own business. When Asahi mentioned his name, he looked up. Cheeks matching his hair.
"Papa!" Asahi greeted with just as much enthusiasm, and Hisaya let him go so he could go and hug him. Ryoichi approached with his drink in hand, sunglasses on and a pair of knee-length shorts that were practically sinful. Especially on a body like his lover's.
He also kept his robe on, and the fabric was open enough that his toned body was on show. Hisaya dragged his eyes away, his cheeks almost matching Red's. Instead, he focused his attention on the young omega who tried to pretend he didn't exist in that moment. Hisaya stepped over and gently touched his head, making the teen look up quickly.
Red looked truly surprised, and even more so when Hisaya leant down and kissed his forehead. "So which one would you like to call me, Papa or Papi?" He knew Red would probably never call him either, but it was the message behind it that he wanted the teen to understand. And judging from his expression- he got it.
Over Asahi's head, Ryoichi smiled knowingly.
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The sentencing was befitting of the crimes. And Hiromasa's endless supply of money could offer no help. It was on the last day, a day of many in the line of weeks and months it had taken to finally come to an overall judgement, that Hiromasa's mask dropped. Where he'd previously been impassive, categorically denying everything, it finally seemed to hit home that there was no conceivable way possible that he was going to be able to wriggle his way out of his sentencing.
His harsh, venomous words were caught on camera, and everyone was taken aback by the man. They had been waiting for the man to break, expecting there to be some shift in attitude, but the undeniable bitter hatred that eventually came out was enough to shock even the judge. Right down to the final sentencing, Hiromasa sneered at everyone.
Needless to say, if there were any supporters of Hiromasa's until that day- they were well and truly gone.
The same day that his sentencing went through, instead of posting about the case, The Pantheon released a double-paged spread which just about everyone reached for. On it was a beautifully captured picture of a gorgeous family. They were huddled together, mid-laugh at something the bright silver-eyed, blond-haired child said.
The Alpha in the picture eyed his family with such a warm expression, there was no look of possessiveness that 'Alphas' had become known for. His arms were wrapped around a stunning Omega who leant into his side, grinning in the direction of the child. The Alphas hand, and the Omegas hand were both lightly resting on the blond's slightly-rounded stomach. It was clear to see why, and everyone who saw it practically squealed.
The people who had been in the news so often, had dropped off the radar for some time. Now they knew why, not only had Ryoichi Kazue and Hisaya Reo adopted a child, they were also expecting another! People couldn't have been happier. And many wished they were in Red's position, as he looked so happy and blended so well into the family trio.
Of course, as well as everyone on the outside, the same articles reached inside of the cells. A certain yellow-eyed Alpha gripped the paper so hard he punctured his own skin with his nails. The screws that were teetering on the edge, fell loose and the man was eventually noted down as being 'mentally challenged.' He was kept in isolation, for injuring other prisoners on many occasions, adding to his overall jail time. He was a rabid dog who was finally put where he belonged.
[ Second World | End ]
[ A/N: I felt like this was a good place to end this world. Though, I do feel the urge to write extras for this one in the near future. Mainly revolving around the cuteness of the little family! As well as revealing the name of the new bun that I had decided on a while ago. I just didn't know whether or not 'Little bun' would come sooner or later. But I feel like it's the right pace for it. Let me know if you'd be interested in that! ]
[ A/N 2: Now, I cannot tell you how excited I am to get started writing the next world. I've missed the word-building, drama. I also intend to make it a tad more different. Things are definitely not going to be as easy as in this world. I hope you're looking forward to it! ]
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Confession: From writing about Asahi, and picturing how mf cute he is, I want a little overall-wearing baby! Though it might be a bit strange if I suddenly give my future child a Japanese name. Cry.