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metrops2011-08-28 02:59 am
chemistryinmotion) wrote in metrops2011-08-28 02:59 am
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where is your boy tonight / i hope he is a gentleman
( sequel to: i'm running and screaming / i feel like a hero and you are my heroine )
A week. A whole week. To a normal person, that might not be all that long, or maybe sometimes it is long when life catches up to them—but for Wally West, a week feels like an eternity. An eternity in which he hasn't heard from his girlfriend once. It's like she's completely disappeared—won't answer his calls, texts, nothing. The only option left is to pay her a personal visit, but Fawcett City isn't exactly close (unless you happen to be a speedster)—but even with his speedy recovery, Barry still insisted on keeping tabs on him to make sure he didn't overexert himself. Plus his parents were practically keeping him under lock and key and forbidding him to go out except for school or school-related functions. Their son had got himself shot, after all, and they certainly didn't want him involved in anything remotely dangerous ever again. So, of course, Kid Flash was taking a little hiatus (as much as Robin tried to convince him otherwise).
But it's been a week, and he's starting to get worried, so he dons his (replacement) uniform, stuffs a change of clothes in his backpack, and sets off for Fawcett City. If anything horrible happens, he'll let Barry say "I told you so," but for now he's feeling perfectly fine—incredible—and definitely up for a good run. It's been at least a month since he's run this fast, and the rush makes him feel alive—he'd almost forgotten what it felt like, what with being cooped up and having to sneak out for short runs in the dead of night, keeping his speed low enough to not alert the heart monitor watch Barry'd forced him to start wearing, just in case. A totally unnecessary precaution, but his uncle refused to back down because he felt responsible for this whole thing and the watch would only serve to reduce the chances of it happening again. So, naturally, Wally ditched it—i.e., convinced Conner to wear it—for this run.
And by the time he's close to Midori's house, he's feeling better than ever and ready to tackle the mystery of Midori's lack of communication. He quickly changes in a nearby gas station bathroom and then inconspicuously shows up at Midori's front door (my, that was a strange gust of wind). He swallows, suddenly feeling very nervous, and knocks.
A week. A whole week. To a normal person, that might not be all that long, or maybe sometimes it is long when life catches up to them—but for Wally West, a week feels like an eternity. An eternity in which he hasn't heard from his girlfriend once. It's like she's completely disappeared—won't answer his calls, texts, nothing. The only option left is to pay her a personal visit, but Fawcett City isn't exactly close (unless you happen to be a speedster)—but even with his speedy recovery, Barry still insisted on keeping tabs on him to make sure he didn't overexert himself. Plus his parents were practically keeping him under lock and key and forbidding him to go out except for school or school-related functions. Their son had got himself shot, after all, and they certainly didn't want him involved in anything remotely dangerous ever again. So, of course, Kid Flash was taking a little hiatus (as much as Robin tried to convince him otherwise).
But it's been a week, and he's starting to get worried, so he dons his (replacement) uniform, stuffs a change of clothes in his backpack, and sets off for Fawcett City. If anything horrible happens, he'll let Barry say "I told you so," but for now he's feeling perfectly fine—incredible—and definitely up for a good run. It's been at least a month since he's run this fast, and the rush makes him feel alive—he'd almost forgotten what it felt like, what with being cooped up and having to sneak out for short runs in the dead of night, keeping his speed low enough to not alert the heart monitor watch Barry'd forced him to start wearing, just in case. A totally unnecessary precaution, but his uncle refused to back down because he felt responsible for this whole thing and the watch would only serve to reduce the chances of it happening again. So, naturally, Wally ditched it—i.e., convinced Conner to wear it—for this run.
And by the time he's close to Midori's house, he's feeling better than ever and ready to tackle the mystery of Midori's lack of communication. He quickly changes in a nearby gas station bathroom and then inconspicuously shows up at Midori's front door (my, that was a strange gust of wind). He swallows, suddenly feeling very nervous, and knocks.
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Midori’s school has been told that she has a bad flu and needs to be home, and her father had taken her cell phone and laptop away. The tension in the house is palpable, and the constant fights are doing nothing but making Midori take to curling up in her room and refusing to come out for long stretches of time.
Because Daichi Komaki’s 16 year old daughter is pregnant. By a boy who had gotten himself shot less than a month ago. Probably a gangster, just like those awful boys she knew back home. And, to make it worse, she refused to even talk to him about it until she saw this boy. The whole situation was a mess.
And now Midori is crying in her room again, and someone is at the door. Might as well get it, it’s probably the mailman with a package or somethi—
“You.” He actually blurts it out in extremely impolite Japanese before remembering that this kid doesn’t speak Japanese.
“I was wondering when you would show up.” His voice is cold and the anger is barely contained. He doesn’t wait for a response, grabbing Wally by the wrist and pulling him into the house.
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"Hello to you too, Mr. Komaki?"
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"Wallace West. You are a terrible influence on my daughter, this much has become abundantly clear. I was willing to give you a chance but it seems you've finally done something that will not be easy to fix. Do you know what you did, Wallace?" Mr. Komaki is not doing very well at keeping his voice below 'I will kill you' level, but right now, he doesn't care. His daughter is in her room and perhaps he can fix this nonsense before she realizes what's going on.
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"No, sir, I was hoping you would tell me. Since it seems Midori isn't allowed to tell me herself anymore," he adds as a defiant afterthought, which probably wasn't the best idea considering the circumstance. But Wally's mouth is unstoppable and what's said is said.
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At least he called him sir.
"She hasn't left the house in a week, Wallace. This is serious." He takes a deep breath, wondering briefly how telling the boy is going to alter the outcome of this.
"Midori is pregnant."
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And then the bomb drops.
"She's what?" he says, as if Mr. Komaki had said it in Japanese or something. Total shock wipes his face of any color and he's not even sure if he's breathing anymore. His mind is reeling, suddenly thinking back to that day and—oh god. They hadn't used protection. It hadn't even occurred to him to ask if she had any, they'd been so caught up in the moment after what happened and—
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"Robin. That is a girl's name." See that glare? I think Daichi Komaki was a student of Batman's at some point. "If there is another girl involved in this, I--"
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"Daddy, who-- Wally!!" Midori's voice is a little bit muffled because she's clearly been crying, but her squeal of joy is entirely honest and she knocks an end table over in her haste to reach her boyfriend and just... cling to him.
"I knew you'd come! I'm so, so, so sorry I couldn't call, Daddy took my phone and my laptop and-and-and!!" And she suddenly bursts into tears, hiding her face in Wally's shoulder. Her father stands by awkwardly, not sure what to say.
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Midori snuggles into the hug, attaching herself firmly as if frightened someone might pull them apart. Which she actually is. Her dad isn't too fond of her boyfriend right now.
"I missed you..." She whimpers into his shoulder, solemnly refusing to pull her face out of the comfort she's found there.
"Daddy told you, didn't he?" Midori finally has to peek out of her safe little shoulder hideout, although just enough to make eye contact, so her voice is still muffled by his shirt. "A-and I won't let them kill you over this! It's my fault too!"
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"I missed you, too, Dolly. You had me worried, I thought something horrible had happened." Mr. Komaki might beg to differ, but pregnancy isn't exactly horrible in Wally's book, because he's seen a lot of horrible stuff in his line of work, and conceiving new life is pretty much the exact opposite of that.
He glances over to Mr. Komaki, who's still glowering at him, before returning his full attention to Midori. "Yeah, he told me. How long have you known? I mean... it's been at least a month since... you know." His eyes instinctively fall to Midori's stomach, and he finds his hand pressing against the fabric of Midori's shirt, trying to feel through it, feel where their little embryo is growing, even as they speak.
Their little embryo... that, in a month or so, will be their little fetus—their baby, their little boy or girl. And Wally can't help but swell with some sort of pride, because he loves Midori more than anything in the whole world, so why shouldn't he be proud that they've made life together? Yeah, they're not prepared for this in the slightest, they're too young, and they don't have a clue what they're doing—but there is no way in hell Wally won't stand by Midori through every single moment of it.
"There's really a tiny little kid in there, isn't there," he whispers absently, still marveling in the fact that he's actually going to be a dad, now that the initial shock of "OH GOD SHE'S PREGNANT WHAT DO" has worn off. The mere thought of being a parent is terrifying and exciting at the same time, and despite the fact that everyone will probably be against them keeping this kid, he will do everything in his power to make sure they do.
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Midori follows Wally's gaze and warm palm down to her stomach, familiar with the wonder he's feeling by now. Sometimes, with her dad long since asleep on the couch to keep her from running out, she would just sit in bed and trace her fingers along her still-normal-looking stomach. She felt pregnant in the physical sense that she was getting morning sickness and was rather moody, but she didn't feel pregnant emotionally. How could her body hold a child? She was barely more than a child herself, this was almost too much to take in even now that she's getting used to the idea. But it's their baby, and she's already starting to fall in love with the little bundle of cells her father insists doesn't mean anything but a mistake. If she'd gotten pregnant in some other situation, she'd probably feel the same, but this was something she shared with Wally, this was supposed to be their child.
"A few weeks... I thought it was the flu, but the doctor..." She fidgets a little with the bottom of her shirt, staring in the general vicinity of her bellybutton. The pregnancy tests said positive. The doctor said she was pregnant. Her father put her on house arrest.
The amazement in Wally's voice sends a shock of warmth through her body. Oh wow. His voice echoes her own feelings- the sense of impossibility of the miracle presented to them. She feels like she might cry, but for once in this whole mess, she's not upset.
"Yeah... Our itty bitty baby." Her voice trembles, but the happiness is audible in her voice and visible on her face.
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He kisses Midori on the forehead, whispering, "Don't move, I'll be right back," quietly enough for only her to hear. They don't want her father knowing he's a speedster just yet. He'll just think his senses were playing tricks on him, because Wally won't be gone long enough for Mr. Komaki to think otherwise.
He speeds off, fast enough not to be seen by anyone, all the way back to Central City, back to Barry and Iris' house, where he grabs the ring Barry said he'd give to him when it was "that time," then speeds all the way back to Fawcett City in record time. A normal person might have had time to blink.
Now he's down on one knee, holding up the tiny black box containing Barry's mother's wedding ring. "Midori Komaki, from the day I met you, I knew—somehow I knew: you are my lightning rod. I need you. I need you more than you could know. You make my life magical, Dolly, and I don't think I could live without you." He opens the box. "Will you marry me?"