Hello! I am back from hiatus!

How are you guys? Sorry, but I really needed a break to work my schedule out and I was having major writer's block to start this story, in fact, I still am! The beginning is really weak, so…..

This is a whole new experience and adventure: MPREG! Never thought I'd write one, but it has grown on me. Oh, and my first M-rated fic! I'll attempt some lemons, but it will all fail probably X3

Onodera Riko storyline, for those who don't know:

Onodera has a twin name Riko

At this point in the story, Onodera and Masamune are married (5 years)

They have a niece (Rika) who is 6 and a new nephew just a few months old

I guess the same people are still at Emerald and in the same positions….

Enjoy~!

-Chapter 1-

Their life was full of bliss, no matter how mundane or routinely it was. Work, home, weekend, work. Despite the seemingly never ending cycle, much like the cycle at work, they were happy.

Married for five happy years, nothing prepared them for the miracle that was going to happen.

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It was a beautiful spring day.

But despite the outside beauty, the beauty of the office was not so admirable.

"Kisa, where the hell is your manuscript?!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"You have half an hour! Onodera, where is yours?"

"Just came in!" Onodera declared as he snatched the package from the delivery man. Dumbfounded by the sudden action and chaos, the deliveryman backed out slowly. The usual hellish atmosphere of the office at the end of the cycle never ceased to shock, and admittedly scare, the deliveryman.

Onodera dropped back down in his seat after passing the manuscript off to Takano. He immediately started working on his next proposal before Kisa whispered fiercely, "Ri-chan, can't you tell you demon husband to take it down a notch?"

Onodera snorted before whispering back, "Keep dreaming."

Kisa groaned before sliding back to his desk and banging his head repeatedly down on the hard surface,

"I'm too old for this…" Kisa cried.

Onodera couldn't help but smile a little. Kisa was already forty years old while Onodera had turned thirty-five about a month and a half ago. Though Kisa was middle-aged, he still was baby-faced. He may not look eighteen anymore, but now he looked to be thirty.

Luckily it was the last day, so as the day drew to a close around midnight, the editors let out a sigh of relief. Even after all these years, it was the same team of Onodera, Kisa, Mino, Hatori, and the leader Takano. A few newbies had tried their luck at the Emerald department over the years, but Takano quickly drove them away, usually in tears.

Onodera hadn't realized he fell asleep until Takano was shaking him awake.

"Ritsu, wake up. Let's go home," Masamune yawned as he finished. Ritsu moaned pathetically before raising his head. Suddenly, his vision blurred. He blinked rapidly, thinking it must be because of the sleep, or lack thereof. But as he stood up, the whole office spun rapidly and he had to clutch the edge of his desk to steady himself.

'What was that?' Ritsu thought as he closed his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Masamune asked with concern. He placed his hand on Ritsu's forehead to see if he had a fever.

"Yeah, I just suddenly got dizzy," Ritsu smiled reassuringly.

"Did you take your medication today?" Takano implored him.

About three months ago, Ritsu had gone to the hospital after Masamune woke up one night to find him curled up, sweating, pale, and crying in pain. They found out that the occasional stressed-induced stomach aches he suffered from had caused the acid in his stomach to eat away at the lining. The immediate problem was quickly fixed, but Ritsu had to take medication until further notice to keep the aches at bay.

Ritsu snorted and said, "We haven't been home in two days."

Masamune too chuckled, but ordered, "Make sure you take it when you get home."

"Yes sir," Ritsu yawned and followed Masamune out, hand in hand.

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That morning as they lay in bed together, Ritsu's eyes popped open suddenly. He wriggled out of Masamune's grasp and bolted to the bathroom. He vomited into the toilet, clutching his stomach. As he continued to throw up, he eventually heard Masamune come in. Masamune sat on the edge of the tub next to him, rubbing his back soothingly. After he was done, Ritsu stood up, only to suffer another dizzy spell. He leaned on the sink counter with Masamune's support.

"Whoa," Ritsu mumbled. As his eyes stopped spinning in his head, he was able to pull himself upright and wash his mouth out.

"You okay?" Masamune ruffled his hair softly once he was done.

"Yeah," Ritsu nodded.

"Is that a side effect of the medication?" Masamune asked.

"No actually. I think maybe because I hadn't taken it in a couple days or something," Ritsu shrugged, sighing the sickness off.

"Are you hungry?" Masamune led him out the bathroom into the kitchen.

"Very," Ritsu nodded vigorously.

"What do you want?"

"Hmm…pancakes with soy sauce and whip cream," Ritsu answered with excitement. Masamune stared at him like he had grown another head.

"What?" Ritsu asked innocently.

"Are you sure?" Masamune raised an eyebrow, his mouth smirking in amusement.

"Yes. Why?"

"Never mind," Masamune laughed, turning to the stove to make breakfast. Ritsu went to the bedroom to change and once he came back, he smelled coffee brewing. His stomach flipped at the smell, and he ran to the kitchen for another round of vomiting.

He wobbled back into the kitchen afterwards, his nose wrinkling at the coffee smell. It was strange; he usually loved the smell of fresh coffee, but now it made him gag. He quickly turned the machine off, glad the smell was starting to dissipate soon afterwards.

"Why did you turn the coffee off?" Masamune asked.

"The smell made me sick, strangely," Ritsu explained.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Masamune inquired.

"I hope so," Ritsu chuckled. His mouth watered at sight of the golden pancakes in the pan. He stared at the food until he heard Masamune laugh.

"You must be really hungry. You've been staring at the pancakes and drooling," As if to prove Masamune's statement, Ritsu's stomach growled loudly. Ritsu blushed bright red and Masamune laughed again.

"Here you go, Your Majesty," Masamune put the pancakes on a plate and passed it to his husband. Ritsu quickly took them and ran off to the table. He set them down and returned to the fridge. He took out soy sauce and whip cream, making Masamune gag.

"I thought you were kidding," Masamune's nose wrinkled in disgust. He went to the table with his own breakfast, sitting down next to Ritsu. He watched as Ritsu poured a generous amount of soy sauce on the pancakes, topping it off with a big puff of whip cream. Ritsu immediately dug in, seeming to enjoy every bite.

"Wanna try? It's pretty good," Ritsu held out a forkful of his breakfast and Masamune flinched back.

"No thanks."

Ritsu shrugged and continued to eat, "Your loss."

Ritsu finished his breakfast quick, even before Masamune. Masamune raised an eyebrow and smirked, "You almost never finish your breakfast."

"I know," Ritsu suddenly blushed and mumbled in embarrassment, "…can I have the rest of yours?"

Masamune laughed, unable to say no. He slid his plate over to his lover, who whooped in happiness and quickly forked the food. Masamune couldn't help but watch the cute man enjoying his breakfast.

"Why are you such a good cook?" Ritsu groaned in admiration at the perfect pancakes. Masamune shrugged, still amused by how happy Ritsu was about the food.

After he polished the plate off, Ritsu suddenly asked, "Do we have any pudding?"

"Okay, there is something definitely wrong with you," Masamune snickered, standing up to get pudding for him.

It's a slow beginning, but it'll progress. I have no idea how long this story will be.

Sorry, no lemon in this chapter. But maybe next time! ;)

I missed writing my stories. Glad to be back in the groove! Since I'm on Thanksgiving Break now, you guys might get another update this weekend. Hooray!

See you next chapter~!