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Blue is the color of the deep vast ocean beneath his feet.
Blue is also the color of the present skies visible in front of him.
Oh, it’s one of those days, he thought.
Though he’s been in this industry for quite some time now, every flight for Matsuno Chifuyu will always be different.
“Clear Skies Captain!” said his first officer, Mari, as they both at the same time brought down their sunglasses, in sync.
The view from the cockpit at all times will hold this myriad displays of colors. Colors that he learned to associate with many kinds of feelings – and of course, other things that are very special to him.
Just like now, the sky is calm, and not many clouds are present to color this beautiful painting a different hue of opaque white.
This serene tint that reminds him of her beautiful orbs, eyes that he can and always forever get lost into.
I can’t help it, her eyes are always so inviting. How did I get so lucky?
“If you won’t shut up about Takemichi-san and her oh so beautiful crystal, one of a kind, one in the million shades of color, eyes for the nth time then I fear that I might finally snap and break the windshield and throw myself into the Pacific Ocean right this moment.” said the younger pilot jokingly.
“Oof, did I say that out loud?” he laughed as he adjusted his sunglasses.
“Every time Captain, every time.” Mari answered back with a smile. “It’s a bit cute though, frankly. Which by the way reminds me – how did your parents react to your visits? Takemichi-san said she’ll keep us updated but she didn’t mention anything earlier. Did – did something happen?” she asked, concerned.
“I love how our relationship became you guys new obsession –”
“What, it’s you guys' fault. You won’t get a room”
“What’s this, some new drama subscription on Netflix? Seriously?”
The younger one only laughed heartedly.
“Nah, I’m just kidding but ahh, dear god . . . now that you said it, it’s not as good as we thought it would be.” Chifuyu answered.
“Aww, I’m not gonna ask why or what happened but I hope that you two will pass all through this.”
“Thank you Mari-chan” he said as he lightly ruffled her bunned hair making the girl chuckle.
“Hey stop that!”
“Now call Hakkai to get us some substance to boost our performance.” Ordered the captain.
“You’re so lucky the new guy at the ATC can’t hear you or else he might have already accused you of substance abuse. I heard he’s previously from the security department” laughed the first officer as she fixed her cap onto her head.
“You mean us? We’re here together. If I go down, you go down with me, ain’t no choice” he laughed loudly.
“Haiya . . .”
Oh, that substance is none other than caffeine by the way.
Somewhere in the Business Class . . .
“Yuzuha! Come here.” Said the stern voice of the veteran flight attendant, Miss Kujou, beckoning the said girl.
“Yes, Kujou-san? Anything that I can assist you with?” said Shiba Yuzuha as she approached the older woman. She was gripped on the shoulder and faced to a certain direction, pointing to a certain demograph, a preg–no, a very pregnant woman, maybe at her eight-month or so, stomach so round and huge it’s actually so concerning especially in this kind of travel.
“Who welcomed the business class?”
“My brother, Kujou-san.” Dang. This is not going to turn out well.
“And he didn’t ask her if it’s okay to gallivant in that condition?”
“Well, if she passed through the airport then most likely it’s only oka –”
“Don’t be a smart-ass! Go ask her right this now!” Kujou-san ordered firmly.
“Why me? You’re here already!”
“Don’t talk back to your seniors!”
“Because you’re making me! I’m needed at the Economy right now” Yuzuha answered back, just as firmly.
“Well then go ask for someone free!”
“Ugh! Fine.” huffed Yuzuha, rolling her eyes once out of the veteran’s sight.
Tsk, seniors. Why do they always make everything harder? Ugh, I hate this job, if only that modeling agency didn’t close, maybe me and my brother are somewhere peaceful now. Instead, I’m stuck in this flying tin can, thousands of feet on the air, cleaning poops and shit. I hate it here.
Yeah, we can tell Yuzuha.
Back at the cockpit . . .
“What do you think? Too peaceful huh?” asked Chifuyu, sipping his newly brought piping hot coffee.
“I would choose for things to remain like this. Last time I asked for some adrenaline, we were met by many sudden turbulences.” sighed the co-pilot, taking a sip from her own cup.
“Hmm, I have a . . . wild tingling”
“What’s that?”
“It’s either something rad or bad. This tingle never failed me”
“Naw, not today satan, not today”
“Excuse me, thank you . . . Takemichi” making her way, Yuzuha called the other girl who’s currently busy with preparing cola for some passengers.
“Yuzuha-san? What is it?” asked the blue-eyed beauty.
“Kujou asked for you at the Business . . .”
“Really? Did she now?” she asked, taking a pause to not spill the drink.
“. . .Well, no. But you know I hate that place, it reminds me of Taiju, full of snotty rich people”
“I’m sorry, I’m currently busy right now, maybe ask for someone else?”
“Take-chan, just this once, please? I just don’t want to see that old hag again” whined Yuzuha.
“I’m sorry, who?” Takemichi asked bamboozled.
“Kujou-san!”
“Oi! Keep it down! Someone might hear you Yuzuha-san!” cried Takemichi, not wanting to get in the senior’s bad side.
“So? She knows I hate her anyway. What else is new.” Added the auburn-haired girl as a matter-of-factly.
“Alright, alright, I’ll go there. What’s the task?” Takemichi said as she removed the apron she’s wearing.
“Assess this one preggy, that’s it. What, it’s not like we can kick her off the plane or something right?”
“Pfft, Yuzuha-san, really your mouth, oh gosh, sometimes –” the dark-haired woman can’t help but laugh, “Can you sub for me here?”
“Sure! Don’t worry! I’ll handle everything here. You’re such a god sent Takemichi, my angel”
“Nah, now you’re just trying too hard”
They both laughed.
“So, umm, Ma’am, Sir, we from the crew can’t help but noticed your um delicate condition? We are very much concerned and I would just like to assess and ask you some questions to know if you are okay and eligible to fly in your current state because it might be . . . eh dangerous not just to you, the ba-baby, or your husband but also to your co-passen –”
“Ugh, we’re here already aren’t we? Why do you guys always bother me and my wife? That could be the actual cause of her stress! And if something bad happened to my wife and kid I will –” interrupted the glasses-clad, suit-wearing pompous man.
“Apologies Sir, truly, we want nothing but only your utmost peace and comfort for the whole duration of the fligh –” Takemichi tried again in vain, still maintaining her gentle tone – but deep inside she really just wants to yeet the man off of this aircraft.
“Here, the doctor’s note. He said she’ll be just fine. Okay now?” A paper was shoved near her face, almost smacking her, whew . . . breath in . . . breath out . . . calm down michi . . . you don’t want to be suspended from giving a passenger a free one-time sky-diving session, parachute-free . . . calm down, calm down, you don’t want to disappoint your ma, you don’t want to disappoint your whole clan, . . . you don’t want to disappoint fuyu . . . wait, fuyu . . . yeah that’s right, he’s here. Everything will turn out all’s well. No worries, nada –
“Excuse me are you listening to me?” asked once again by the ugly bastard cutting her impromptu meditation.
“Oh yeah, of course Mr. and Mrs. . . . Ki . . saki. Yup” she answered as she read the paper.
“Takemichi-san?” asked suddenly by the pregnant woman.
Huh?
Does she know her?
“Hai? Ma-”
“Oh my gosh! Takemichi-san it’s you!” squealed the pregnant woman.
Wait, that mole . . . could it be . . .
“It’s me Hina! Your –”
“Bestie?!”
“YES!!”
And they both squealed together, just like the old times during the academic years – teenagers.
“What’s going on here? You are so loud, the other passengers...” Kujou asked approaching the trio.
“Kujou-san! We’re sorry, we didn’t mean to . . . it just turns out that Mrs. Kisaki here is my childhood friend, apparently. It’s been so long . . . ” Takemichi trailed off.
“Definitely.” Butted in Hinata.
“Well sorry to interrupt your reunion but I’m here to clear some things up” continued Kujou.
“She’s fine ma’am. Here are her papers from the doctor.” The younger F.A. gave the papers to the veteran.
“Let me see.” The older woman snatched the papers from her hand, putting on her comical big cat eyeglasses, walking away and reading through it intensively, occasionally nodding to herself.
“Takemichi, it’s truly been a while. You’ve changed so much . . . and yet I can see that you’re still the same Michi I know . . .” said Hinata bashfully.
“I can say the same to you Hina. It’s good to see you.” Smiled Takemichi. “So . . . you’re having your baby? . . .”
“Ah yes! They’re seven months now, almost eight in the next two weeks.” She gently caressed her huge bump. “We decided to move to L.A. last minute since my husband’s business – wait I haven’t introduced you two! You guys should know each other already –”
“We do?” “Really?” the two asked at the same time.
“You two . . . don’t remember?” Hina’s form sagged a bit.
“Remember what?”
“Tetta! Michi here is the one who saved us from the bullies back then! Remember?” she asked, eyes twinkling with hope.
“Save . . . from bullies . . . gasp! . . . you’re that snotty kid with the ugly cape!” said Tetta.
“Hey! You . . . uhh . . . gasp! . . . pointdexter?! Wha . . .what happened to you?” said Takemichi.
Oh wow, talk about the glow-up.
“When did you two? . . .”
“We just got married last year!” answered Hina.
“Yes, but we’ve been together Takemichi-san for almost 10 years” Tetta added politely, almost in a shy way. Eh? So he can be civil after all. 10 years? Wow. Now that’s some real commitment.
Well, I can see that they’re both happy anyway. Good for them. Settling down and starting their own family, I wonder, when will it be my turn . . .
“Hey, you. . .” she approached Tetta with a new dark aura covering her being – menacing. She gripped his right shoulder, giving him a pierce look into the eyes, the black-haired man can almost see the deepest evil creature lurking inside her. With a deeper voice, she spoke, “protect her, my bestie, at all cost. Love her because she’s the most awesome woman to grace this planet after my Ma, because she’s going to be the mother of your children, and because that’s what she deserves. You got me?”
“Y-Yes! Yes Ma’am! Understood!” he answered like one of those new cadet trainees first experiencing the booth camp.
She smirked with a victorious glint in her devil eyes –
“AHH! OW! . . Ouch, Hun, the baby!” screams Hinata
The duo, Takemichi and Tetta, only replied with the same shocked expression.
“THE BABY?!”
Chifuyu was about to refill his cup with his favorite blend of coffee when he saw Hakkai, running around the small space of the aircraft, like a headless chicken.
“What’s going on?” he asked particularly no one.
“We heard that someone’s giving birth at the business class” a grandma answered from her comfortable seat.
Shit. Really?
He quickly went to Hakkai, shaking him “Hakkai! Calm down!”
“…need doctor…medical doc-tor…as soon as possible…baby…onboard…first time–” he was taken out from his senseless murmuring when he felt the familiar sting on his right cheek. “CAPTAIN! Tell me! Do you have any experience or knowledge with giving birth?!” asked Hakkai.
“Hakkai, what the fuck?! DO I LOOK LIKE I CAN GIVE BIRTH TO A HUMAN BEING?!”
“That’s not my point you Dumbass!”
“Don’t call me a dumbass!”
Their loud shrieking caused one of the sleeping passengers to be awakened from his deep slumber. The man adjusted the thick glasses he’s wearing and wiped the semi-dry drool on his chin.
Hmm, give birth? I suppose I can help.
“Oi, quiet down you two.” a stern voice was heard causing Chifuyu, the captain may I remind you, and Hakkai to stop squabbling with each other.
“Huh? Who are you?” asked the captain.
“Are you a doctor?” asked Hakkai in a hopeful tone.
“Yes I am.”
“Oh thank god, finall–” the two sighed a relief air.
“Of animals.”
“Huh?” “What?”
The said veterinarian then proceeded to take a silky yellow scrunchie from his pocket tying his long, dark, and wavy, perfect-for-commercial hair.
“Let’s go.” He said with a determined poise, taking his briefcase with him and going straight to the business class.
“What just happened?” asked Mari from the cockpit, the door was slightly open so she might have already heard the whole commotion. Embarrassing.
“Huh! What did I tell you? My tingles are always right!”
“Yeah, whatever. I’ll go make a call to L.A.X’s in order to prepare.” She answered.
Chifuyu made his way to the door and peaked in his head, “Hey, you’re doing a good job. Man the fort while I’m gone for a bit, okay?”
“Hai! Roger that, Captain!”
“CONGRATULATIONS! IT’S A BABY GIRL!!” yelled the veterinarian.
The small crowd consisting of the new family, the cabin crew, the vet, a couple of passengers, and the captain cheered as the long rigorous hours of screaming and pushing and cursing finally came to an end.
Takemichi is sure Hina threatened her husband enough in the most colorful ways. He has no choice but to stay away from her with the range of a 10-foot pole in the next couple of days.
Damn, Hina is sure scary when she wants to be.
The baby is now being held by Yuzuha, gently. Afraid that she might break this beautiful but delicate thing.
“She’s gorgeous. What would you name her Kisaki-san?” asked Takemichi while holding a pen and a pad of paper waiting for their answer. The couple both look at her with the look of overflowing joy visible in their eyes.
“Yuna . . . for she was born with the help of all the people here. Your kindness, will now be etched into our hearts and minds – forever.” Said Hinata with a bated breath, her whole being is a mess but that’s okay because she’s now a new mom and everything turned out fine — that’s what matters the most.
“Thank you so much everyone” added Tetta.
6 hours into their flight . . .
Takemichi was making a report about the events from earlier when Senior Flight Attendant Kujou walked into their small podded room.
“Oh, Kujou-san! Do you need anything?”
“Milk.”
“Milk? For the coffee? I’m afraid we already used up all the pow –”
“No. your milk. Tr–”
“I’m sorry what?!” perplexed, she dropped the pen she’s holding.
“Try this, it’s a breast pump.” The older lady only calmly replied, as if she’s used already to getting this kind of response. Well actually, she already asked the other female crew but no one was able to produce and give the said milk.
“Why would I do tha–”
“We’ve run out of formula, and young Hinata can’t produce her own” explained Kujou-san, “do it for the babe my child.”
Do it for baby Yuna.
“When you and the young captain have intercourse, does he fumbles with your breasts and I don’t know . . . maybe suc–”
“STOP! Give me that!” Takemichi abruptly cut the other, taking aggressively the small pump.
I didn’t even know that we have this on board.
“What do you guys call that? Lac – Lactation Kink or something. . .”
“Please. . . Kujou-san, enough already before someone hears you” cries Takemichi.
“Ahaha, you’re always better to tease with than that Yuzuha-brat” said her senior. “Let me help you, take off your top.” Said the older woman as she first locked the room’s door.
The black-haired young woman is blushing so hard, she can pass already as a tomato.
“Ready?” asked the woman, adjusting the pump to the younger one’s right breast. “If we found out that you can, will you mind feeding the babe?” she asked before starting.
“Of course not, I love baby Yuna, I will do everything that I can to help her.” Answered the blue-eyed lady.
A short moment of silence.
“You’ll be a very good mother someday, my child. Right now, I’m already so proud of you.”
And as expected by Takemichi, a few pumps later, the familiar white liquid sipped out from her nipple, making her blush a little bit. She knows she can produce milk. Ever since that day when she and Chifuyu accidentally found out about it, man was she afraid as hell. Oh, but what do you know, it became one of their favorite bed rituals, which is a story for another time.
“I’ll get the child, compose yourself okay?” said Kujou-san softly as she gave her one of their premium fluffy blankets to wrap her torso with.
An hour and a half before their landing, Chifuyu noticed that Takemichi has been missing in action for some time now.
“Look after me for a bit, I’ll just look for her –” he started but was cut off by his first officer
“Literally, the only thing that I should be doing in this aircraft. I’m stuck in an endless painnn just kidding, go get your girl, Fuyu-san!”
“I know I can always count on you! –”
“Just give me your bonbons on our next layover and we’re even by then Captain!”
Gasps, “You evil child. . .”
He entered the crew’s room as suggested by Miss Kujou and the sight that was presented in front of him was something he never thought he would be able see at this time.
She’s nursing a child. . .
Grabbing his phone, he quickly took a couple of shots of the ‘mother’. The clicking sound woke the young lady and she huffed at her boyfriend for doing that.
“Pervert”
“What?!”
“Quiet down! You’re gonna wake her!”
“Heh, you’re really in-character huh . . .”
A pregnant pause.
“Not funny.” She rolled her eyes, laughing with him for the first time that very Monday.
Last Saturday was her first meet-up with his mum, and it turns out . . .
“I don’t like you.” Said the stern voice of Mama Matsuno out of the blue. They were eating at a local restaurant when the incident happened. At first, the young couple didn’t hear that clearly but when she repeated it again?
“Wh-What’s that Ma? You don’t like the chicken?”
A waiter approached their table to deliver their desserts. “Good evenin –”
“I said, I don’t like her as your girlfriend.”
The waiter’s eyes widened, he didn’t know what to do. Is this some sort of social experiment they have at the neighbourhood? Fuck, he’s not ready, scratch that, he doesn’t know what to do. He took a glance at the said girlfriend and can’t help but feel pity for her. He bowed his head, and after putting the remaining food at the table he immediately went back at the back room, sharing a new gossip to his co-workers.
“Just by your stance? I can already tell.” She added, now one hand under her chin, her head tilted. The woman have one of her perfectly arc brows raised, her eyes looking at none other than Takemichi’s wavering crystal blues. “You. Don’t deserve my son.”
“What the hell was that Ma?! You freaking embarrassed her in the public?!”
“I just voiced out my opinions”
“Those are clearly NOT opinions! The way that you attacked her whole being?!
You brought up her stance, what’s that even supposed to be connected at? She’s a freaking F.A. and a reservist! There’s nothing wrong with her stance! What the hell is wrong with you?!” yelled Chifuyu as the mother and son duo finally arrived at their home.
“Oi, tone your voice down, I’m still your mother! Well you know what? It’s not her, yeah! But I still wouldn’t want that woman in this hou–”
“So now you admitted it! That you don’t like her because she’s Hanagaki-san’s daughter! . . . Ma, may I remind you, the feud between you and her mom have already been years senseless. At the freaking high school?! You seriously can’t get over that? Dad freaking chose and married you. He’s dead for god’s sake! What are you so pressed about?”
“ . . . because she looks like her . . . and I’ll never forget and forgive that face, even if she’s not the person who betrayed me –”
“All those years ago?! Mom! Are you being serious?! Dad is fucking dead! He can’t and won’t cheat on you!”
Chifuyu then left the house that day, not even a minute of rest taken, took the car keys, and leave.
“Where are you going?”
“To comfort my girlfriend! That’s what I’m gonna do!” he yelled from the car.
“I know you’re still sad about what happened. I’m sorry, I wasn’t able to defend you that much.” Said the pilot solemnly. Guilt is evident in his face.
“It’s okay hun, I’m used to people’s ire, cabin crew things and all that jazz.” She lightly jabbed.
“She’s gonna come around, I can feel it. I will make her. Because you don’t deserve all of that. You only deserve the best things in life.” He closed their gap, taking a seat on the small bed.
“. . . So does you, Partner. All the best things in the world.” She smiled at him.
“Don’t give up on me yeah? I beg you, please” I already let you down once, I'm not going to repeat that ever again.
“I won’t, don’t worry. Because I love you.” She answered firmly, determination in her voice. “If your mom hates me then I’ll just find a way to make her like me! Fret not Fuyu, this is nothing I cannot handle!”
They both leaned in together for a kiss but were startled when they heard a gurgle from the newborn.
“Yeesh, that’s one ugly baby” said Chifuyu as he was now more focused on the baby.
“Matsuno Chifuyu! How dare you pick on a literal new babe?! I bet you’re uglier than her when you first came b–”
“So you admit that she’s an ugly baby?”
Gasps. “No! I’m so sorry baby Yuna! Don’t listen to your uncle Fuyu. See? I bet I’m the ugliest when I was a baby too. Don’t cry baby, Aunt Michi is so sorry! I love you very much!” Now the woman and the newborn are both crying.
Chifuyu laughed at the scene before him. He wrapped his arms around the pair and gave them soft gentle kisses on their foreheads.
“I love you.”
I wouldn’t trade this for the world.
Bonus:
Fuyu! your mom is asking for a lunch with me I’m scared, what if she sock me this time? I heard from mom that she has a mean left hook ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
Ayo, what?
Fr :’’(( what should I do? Wait what did you do now? .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.
Err (｡ŏ﹏ŏ)
Fess up!
I may have sent her that pic where you’re breastfeeding baby yuna. ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ
What??! Why would you do that? Now im shy(;ŏ﹏ŏ)
Why? I just want to show my girlfriend off to her, what’s so bad about that? She’s awesome and beautiful and must be respected at all times!
Aww, hun
Did I make you smile?⟵(๑¯◡¯๑)
Yes ^^
What she said? (✧Д✧)→
Nothing much violent, which makes me think, is this really your mom? (ಠ_ಠ)>⌐■-■
Hold on lemme check ತ_ತ ………………… yup, she’s still here, she’s watering the beloved plants(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ🌿🌲🎄🍃🥬🌳🌴🎋
Maybe baby yuna graced us once again with her miracle. I miss her already.🥺💖
Same love ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ