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#10. Downpour (part 2)
Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Okay, I need to post this up too because it is so darn cute.

WHY I LOVE 8059, fer real seriously
(Age is only a Mindset by saying_sooth)

Hee.

“Hmm, I want to have a baby.” Yamamoto pronounced.

Gokudera stiffened. Sure, he’d been waiting for this since he was 16, and they were now 25 and not teenagers anymore, but it was still a shock.

“…And why are you telling me?” He steeled himself for the inevitable breakup.

“Oh, because I want to have a baby with you, of course!”

Gokudera choked on his spit. “WHAT?”

Yamamoto looked nonplussed. “Wouldn’t it be cool? I wouldn’t mind a son, but I think I’d really like to have a daughter…” He grinned. “Like, she might have your green eyes and my black hair, and she’ll be really strong of course and she might like baseball! It’d be really cool, don’t you think Gokudera?”

There was no response. “…Gokudera?”

“We can’t have a baby, moron.” Gokudera’s mind was a little broken.

Yamamoto blinked. “Why not?”

“Because we’re both guys.”

“But my dad always told me a baby was made from love! We have lots of that, don’t we?”

“Yes. But. Weren’t you paying attention in biology? Man plus WOMAN equals BABY.”

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