catch-22 II Sano manjiro x reader ~ Mikey x reader

Chapter 2/ part 2

''what do you mean by pregnant, how did you know?'' answered (y/n) as she looked at her stomach, while she rested her soft right hand on her belly.

''while you fainted in my hands, your grandma forced me to get you to the company and make you go through the preparation of the special training tho something in you seemed strange so I decided to check up on your health first.'' stopped hanma for a little then he continued, '' so I decided to make you go through a blood test and boom, the surprise froze my guts... yes you are carrying Sano Manjiro's blood in your belly.'' 

while hanma was explaining her eyes were accepting all the painful emotions as they formed tears that run down her cheeks, As if the soul could bleed an ocean through the eyes, that was the enormity of her sobbing because what she carrying in her stomach was the only remains of the only person she felt happy, powerful and protected between his arms, as she falls asleep in his embrace and shows her true self when she meets up his soft rosy lips.yet, she lied to him, betrayed him, and stabbed him in the back and he picked to save her after all, what kind of love is this, she knows it's true for her, for him but it was built on lies, maybe she lied at first, to him, to herself, but being apart of him made her feel the truth of her feelings to him, and god how she wishes to spend just one other last starry night in his arms, she needs it, crave it, want it more than the fire of hell want her.as she was deep in her thoughts, the crack of the door woke her up from the ocean of mind and made her look up to meet certain angry eyes of a black-haired woman.

''you betrayed us, twice... once for your own benefit and a collection of paints you just wanted to possess badly, and now for what? something none of our family believed in? love? is that what you call that pitiful emotion?'' expressed the chairwoman coldly.

''what do you even know about love? you just are a money and violence slave, gosh you don't even love yourself... grandma.''

the older woman's hands traveled to the soft pretty face of the girl caressing it softly until her grip tightened on the girl's neck precisely choking her.

''I might be that, and for that exact reason, you are paying me back with something bigger than this.''.

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nine months later, in that same ceiling that she was locked in for those damn 9 months, she gave birth to a very pretty boy, Sano manjiro, and her blood.