"And as for anything else, these are my babies and I wish you wouldn't call my wife names or make statements that you can't prove." He removed his arms from around Shaundra and took her hand. He moved her away from Amaya. "And in the future, please call before you drop by.
You have a house of your own. Stay there."
"Are you going to let him talk to me like that, Yori?"
Amaya asked.
"Yes," Yori replied. "Ichiro is right. Those are his babies, and I can't help it if Shaundra's eyes light up when she sees me."
"Dream on, Yori," Ichiro said. "Now if you all will excuse us, I'm taking my wife up to bed."
Takumijo growled at him like a cougar. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"I won't," Ichiro said. "I'll do better than you do." He and Shaundra left the room, leaving them to deal with Amaya.
"I'm leaving," Amaya said. "You can come home or you can stay here with this bunch of losers," she told Yori.
"Go," he told her. "I'm staying with these losers for a while. I'll be home shortly after I clean up your mess, again."
Amaya stormed past them. The front door slammed shut a few minutes later.
"What was that all about?" Masaaki asked.
"She thinks I'm the father of Shaundra's babies," Yori explained.
"Are you?" Masaaki asked.
"The babies are Ichiro's," Yori answered.
"That's not what I'm asking you. Is it possible that you are the father?"
"Anything is possible," Yori said angrily. He stormed past Masaaki and left the house too.
Masaaki sat down. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you guys. What the hell happened to all of you? Maybe I should have stopped you from dating. Sex makes men crazy."
"What's wrong, Masaaki?" Satoshi asked. "You're not getting any?"
"That is none of your business, smart guy. And for what it's worth I'm hoping Ichiro is the father for you guys might find yourself without a maknae, a cook, or a prayer."
Satoshi grimaced. That was true. Without Ichiro, Aomori would be nothing.
"And I would appreciate if you guys would think about moving out of this farmhouse after the babies are born so Ichiro and Shaundra can have some privacy. I've found me an apartment and I will be moving out soon."
"I'll think about it," Satoshi said. He rose. "But not before."
"Agreed," Takumijo said. "We'll stay until the birth and then find apartments afterward."
"Fine," Masaaki said, rising. "I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
He left the room, leaving him and Takumijo alone with Cristal.
They waited until they heard his bedroom door closed before they began bombarding Cristal with questions.
"What the hell happened?" Takumijo asked first.
Cristal finally sat down. "Amaya waltzed in here looking for Yori, like she said. And then she started accusing Shaundra of horrible things like sleeping with all of you guys and Harper.
And saying things about Shaundra's age and accusing her of faking hypertension to get attention. I swear there's something emotionally wrong with that young woman."
"She's in love," Satoshi said. "And love makes you say and do foolish things, like pass up a night of passion."
"You're never going to let me forget that are you?" Cristal asked him.
"No," Satoshi answered.
"Forget you guys," Takumijo said rising. "I'm tired too." He left the room.
"Do you think Yori can be the babies' father?" Cristal asked him when they were alone.
"No," Satoshi answered.
"Are you?"
Satoshi rolled his eyes at Cristal. He too rose.
"Where are you going?" Cristal asked.
"To bed," he answered. "I've had about enough drama for one evening. He walked out of the room leaving Cristal to think.
Yori entered his home, still pissed off at what had occurred earlier at the farmhouse. The nerve of Masaaki to question him on such a delicate matter. Why did everyone have to constantly remind him about his little affair with Shaundra?
He sighed. Of course he knew he only made matters worse when he played mind games with her.
And what with this crap with Amaya? He'd never seen her quite this bitchy before. What had spurred this sudden rampage? They were just starting to get their lives in order and now more drama. He supposed most of it was his fault.
Maybe he should try harder to prove that he cared for her. He wouldn't have married her otherwise.
Yori continued on through the house. All the lights were off which meant Amaya had probably gone to bed. If that were the case, then they'd have their little talk tomorrow. He would try to assure her once again that Shaundra was not a threat to her. He