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Mizuki is currently 17 years, 11 months, and fuck it she does not know how many days or hours. She is not counting. But tomorrow is her birthday and Ena is being annoying as fuck.
“Please just say what made you like this.” Mizuki whines at her girlfriend.
Mizuki still can't believe she gets to call the older girl that, it's been a little bit over a year since Ena turned 18 and instantly went over to Mizuki's house to kiss her silly right at the front door. Her parents still tease her about that, about the way she stuttered and couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day, but fuck it, Ena is her girlfriend, Ena kissed her, she had the right to look silly after.
Anyways, Mizuki wants to know what the older girl saw so damn badly, but Ena's worries about her own future and art seemed to have lessened, which makes Mizuki glad, there's way less angry remarks about her pieces, and the girl's confidence seems to be growing.
For recap: when someone turns 18 they can see where they are 10 years into the future, spending a morning in their older body’s. In some cases it's bad, like imagine waking up and you're in jail, or the scariest approach: not waking up in the future and knowing you're dead, but apparently it worked out for Ena.
Or maybe it was so bad Ena's just throwing her life already, who knows.
Mizuki wants to know what happened so badly, and Ena is so annoying for keeping quiet for a year and a half, so are Mafuyu and Kanade for claiming to not know and helping Ena keep this secret.
“Why do you want to know so badly? You'll find out tomorrow.” Ena lightly kisses Mizuki's lips.
It still brings Mizuki a great sense of comfort and butterflies, she wonders if they'll ever go away.
“But I want to be prepared for what I find.” Mizuki pouts, Ena rolls her eyes with a smile.
Ena touches one of her fingers on Mizuki's lips, as if silencing her.
“If you want to know so badly, I'll tell you one thing: it was nothing bad.”
That relaxes Mizuki, a little, in a year and a half a lot can happen you know? So maybe it turned bad later.
“Now will you go to sleep?” Ena asks, cuddling Mizuki in the bed they're sharing for the night.
Mizuki asked for Ena to be there for tonight, wanting a sleepover with her girlfriend. That will make her the first person to give her a happy birthday when she wakes up in the evening, plus…
She loves to sleep like this, with Ena's arms wrapped around her body, so close that they don't know when one person ends and the other begins. It's heaven for Mizuki (unless it's really hot, she has her limits and heat is one of them).
Mizuki nods.
“I will! Thank you, Ena.”
“Anytime.” One of Ena's arms end up around Mizuki's waist as she brings their heads close enough to touch foreheads.
As Mizuki closes her eyes, she thinks that if she was a cat, she'd be purring right now.
“Will you be here when I wake up?” She asks, Ena yawns before answering.
“Where else would I want to be, silly?”
Fuck, if Ena continues to be this cute, Mizuki won't be able to sleep, her heart is already racing.
“I love you.” Mizuki whispers, Ena smiles and kisses the corner of her mouth.
“I love you too, now goodnight.”
“Fine, fine!” Mizuki tries to relax. “You're just saying this because you're a sleepyhead.”
For a while, Mizuki could hear Ena's breathing, feeling her breaths on her own lips. Feeling the weight of Ena's arms around her, and the way Ena's fingers were caressing her back for a while, getting lazier and lazier until it stopped.
It was in that peace that Mizuki fell asleep.
—
Mizuki didn't realize something was different when she first woke up. Without opening her eyes, she could feel the same weight around her waist, though she could feel that her head was not exactly on pillows, still it was comfortable, so she nuzzled closer.
… Wait. She knows what those are.
Mizuki opens her eyes, her head right on a chest, the brown hair around her hints that this is Ena’s, but still… She moves away so fast she nearly falls off their bed, nope! Not today satan!!
“Eep!” She chokes out, looking around, finally remembering she's in the goddamn future.
Okay, new room. There are no mannequins on it, Mizuki knows Ena finds them creepy at night. There are rings on the side of the bed, moving closer to them, she notices what they are: wedding rings.
Mizuki knows she's blushing, her face feels so hot she feels dizzy, after a deep breath, she puts her hand on her heart to feel-
Wait.
Mizuki looks down, and surely enough, she has a chest now. It's almost bigger than Ena's, which makes her chuckle. She guesses she started HRT at some point. Her heart races again, now elated.
She calms down enough to look at Ena on her side. The girl's hair had gotten longer, Mizuki knows Ena let's it short because it's easier to take care of, and harder to find paint on it, so she guesses that now Ena has someone to help with her hair, and Mizuki would do so cheerfully.
The girl doesn't seem to have grown much, but her features, both her face and uh- her body (even if Mizuki can only see part of it), seems more mature.
The door opens, Mizuki stares down at a child, the child stares back at her.
Mizuki is really bad at children's age, but this one should be around 3 or 4 years old.
“Mommy?” The child starts, getting further into the room. “I’m hungry.”
MOMMY? Oh fuck, Mizuki's a mom. Mizuki's current options are:
1- Scream.
2- Get up and make, I don't know, scrambled eggs? for a toddler.
3- Wake up the one who knows what to do.
It's barely even a choice she needs to make, her body having chosen for her as she endlessly starts poking Ena.
“Enanan! Enanan uhhh. Help.” Mizuki says, whimpering.
“Hm?” Ena starts waking up.
“Mama takes so long to wake up.” The child says, Mizuki nods.
“She does, right? Enanan, I need you right now.”
Finally, Ena's eyes open. As she looks at Mizuki her eyes are so adoring that Mizuki's heart skips a beat, or two, maybe three. It's so long in the future and she still looks at her this way? Mizuki might just die.
“Oh!” Ena must have noticed Mizuki's panicked face, looking at the child soon after. “Oh. Oh shit I was supposed to wake up earlier than you today.”
“Shit!” The child repeats after Ena, making Ena groan and Mizuki's eyes widen.
“That will take so long for her to forget again…” Ena says, looking at Mizuki. “Happy birthday, love. Enjoy being eighteen, I'll go make her breakfast and you.. take however much you need to wrap your mind around… everything”
Ena's eyes move to the toddler in the room before saying ‘everything’, which makes sense. Mizuki's mind is having a hard time to understand the marriage stuff (as far as she knows, gay marriage is still illegal in japan, either something changed or… Mizuki shudders at the other option), but a child??? Mizuki really wants to scream.
Mizuki dumbly nods in an answer, as Ena gets the kid and leaves the room, Mizuki makes a point of not looking at her behind.
Children. Mizuki never thought she'd be a mom, for starters, she never thought she'd manage to y'know, have sex using that special little part of her. But she did do so. The child is 50% Ena and 50% herself, she sees the Shinonome on her puffy cheeks and the Akiyama on her pink eyelash.
It.. makes sense with Ena. If there is someone that she would be comfortable enough to show.. everything she has, is Ena. If there's someone she would eventually be comfortable enough to make a family with, that someone is Ena Fucking Shinonome.
Mizuki takes a deep breath, finally getting up. She looks at the mirror, notices how much estrogen and age changed her. She always looked like her sister but now… the similarity is nearly uncanny.
Mizuki shakes her head, eyes falling on the rings. She decides to put it on her finger. It obviously fit like a glove.
As she leaves their room, she goes to where Ena is, making pancakes to a giggling child.
“Is gay marriage legal?” She has so many questions, but that is first on her mind.
“Yes.” Ena answers, without even thinking of the answer.
Mizuki relaxes a little, just a little, but it's then that Ena turns back to look at her, eyes falling on the ring on Mizuki's hand (the ring that is nearly burning, from how much Mizuki is thinking of it), her smile widens.
Truthfully, Mizuki isn't entirely sure that she is ready for marriage, and is aware they won't do so for a few years but…
Damn it, she wants to know what that feels like, for just this morning. It's just preparation, and...
It's with Ena, Ena makes her do stupidly gay shit.
“Good morning!” She tells their child, leaning down to kiss her in the forehead.
“Mommy!” The child giggles, warming Mizuki's heart up.
“You're taking this easier than I am.” Ena notes, “I screamed for like half an hour.”
“I am already dating you, if I wasn't, I'd be panicking right now, a bit more than I did.” Mizuki says.
Ena smiles.
“I'd make you some fries but.. I don't think it's a good idea to eat it in the mornings, and these are her favorite.” Ena points at the child.
“Pancakes are good!” The child says, making Mizuki feel slightly guilty for not knowing her name.
“Yes they are.” Mizuki agrees, but before she thinks about asking the child anything, the pancakes are put on the table.
“Eat up.” Ena says, and all three of them start a pancake grabbing competition, which somehow their child ends up winning.
“Thank you Ena, I never ate so good… you're such a good cook, Gordon Ramsay but prettier.” Mizuki slightly slides down the chair, closing her eyes.
“Mommy is acting funny.” the child says, and Ena laughs.
“Not really.” Ena answers their child, before turning back to Mizuki. “I'm taking her to daycare, but afterwards, I can answer your questions.”
Mizuki nods, and she tries to help while dressing her child (apparently her outfit choices are still good), but sits down on the couch as Ena leaves.
She looks around the living room, some drawings that she totally recognizes the art style as Ena's around the walls, a Nightcord at 25:00 vinyl being used as a decoration and a shit ton amount of pictures, of them in their early 20s, when the child was just a baby, and so on…
It's all so.. cozy, and Mizuki kind of can't wait for this to be her life.
When Ena comes back, Mizuki has to actually think of a first question.
“How's Yuuki?” She asks first, having noticed her sibling in a few pictures.
“Married to a french girl, having a good life, no children though.” Ena says, “want to talk to her?”
“Maybe later?” Mizuki admits, the nightcord vinyl is the second thing she asks, maybe she's scared of asking about her parents since they're old.
“How about Kanade and Mafuyu?”
Ena smiles, smirks even.
“Kanade is as much of an angel as ever, Mafuyu keeps driving me crazy, and so do their twins, they both know at this point in your time they’re just.. stupidly slow.”
Mizuki blinks once, twice.
“How did they have children if none of them have a dick?”
“Adoption, Mizuki.”
“Oh, right.” Mizuki nearly slaps her own forehead, having forgotten that was a thing. “And Nightcord?”
“We still make music, though we all focus on our individual careers more.” Ena says.
“What's our child's name?” Mizuki asks, Ena looks at her in a way Mizuki can only describe as “evil”.
“Quoting yourself: that's for me to know and you to find out.”
Ah, revenge, Mizuki can respect that. She still groans.
Time passes by quickly when talking to Ena, as it always does, she only has a few minutes of talking to Yuuki when the clock turns 12.
—
Mizuki wakes up with a gasp, bed empty.
She looks around, Ena is drawing at the table nearby, probably not having noticed the time.
“Enanan!” She calls, her Ena looks back, smiling, and Mizuki can't help but fall in love, again.
“So?” She asks, and Mizuki smiles back.
“I love you so much.” Is all she says.
“I love you too, happy birthday.” Ena moves over to Mizuki, kissing her lightly. “Now go brush your teeth, ew!”
Mizuki laughs, that's her Enanan!