2025-10-19: Opening Ceremonies
- Log: Opening Ceremonies
- Cast: Yua Ooshiro, Miho Ijuuin
- Where: London - Hotel Room
- OOC Date: 2025-10-19
- IC Date: Sat Jul 28 2012
- Summary: Yua and Miho arrive in London for the Olympic Games... and Yua wins a test of her own. A pregnancy test!
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Miho cut an amazing figure in the teams' parade which opened the Olympics... but for the first few days, she has little to compete in herself, with her teammates clashing in the foil and epee events before anyone can rattle a saber. She might be last up on the docket, but Yua's always been entirely positive that she's going to come first in her events.
It also means she's gotten to sit beside Yua as they cheer everyone on, and to see how she's had to excuse herself, for the last day or two, as a vague notion that she feels a little ill has sharply escalated.
... there was an incident with a trash can given the crowded, toilet-sparse nature of the Olympic grounds, which itself has been an issue for other reasons. Let's not dwell on it, please, thank you.
Yua's been anxious about it, but of course she wrote up a planner. The planner is designed to have everything allotted to its proper time so she doesn't need to worry about it, including when she ought to run the at-home test. But she has still asked Miho, over these past few days, if they should check. Even though she made a binder!!!
(Yes, another one. Yua loves binders.)
Today was the men's saber competition -- and Yua loved listening to Miho's insightful comments on their bouts, because as much as she understands about her fiancee's beloved sport, Miho knows ten times more. But now they've arrived back in their hotel for the afternoon; they have an early morning, since the first fencing bouts are at the crack of dawn, but they're back while the sun's still up.
... and they're staying at a nice upscale hotel, of course, because visitors aren't permitted to stay in the Olympic village. If Miho wants to sleep with her fiancee, she'll just have to add a little transit time. It's fine.
But now they've gotten back -- and it's officially been seven days, to the twenty-four hour mark -- now Miho can remind Yua that it's the allotted time to actually check.
And so --
Yua's first exclamation is while she's still in the restroom. "Fuuru nu Kami!" She exclaims, as she's washing everything up, because of course one must keep the God's habitat clean and tidy. "There's two stripes! That means I'm going to have Mimi's baby..."
One must update the household Gods, of course, even when one is travelling.
If Miho's listening in, it might spoil the surprise a little... though of course Yua appears, a few moment later. "Mimi!" She bounds towards her, excitedly. "Mimi, look! There's two stripes, Mimi!! Two stripes--!!!"
And three exclamation marks...
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
Miho was pleased to represent her nation in the parade. And she is pleased to look on as her teammates compete. She supports them, as they will support her. ...But she also has Yua to support. And Yua has needed it, because of that increased illness. Miho has her suspicions... But she keeps to the plan. They have a binder, after all. They have a binder! Everything has its proper place and time, and Miho is pleased with this. It is easy to reassure Yua in that way, to remind her of her own work.
She was interested to watch the men's events; frankly, Miho thinks that they could stand to segregrate less... But the men's approach and athleticism at least has its own interest. Now, though, they are back at the hotel, and Miho is as calm as she has been.
Indeed; the whole thing has seen her quietly relaxed, enjoying the Olympics without being particularly demonstrative. Indeed, Miho is very happy at the moment, but sees no particular need to advertise it; Yua will know, after all. And now...
Part of why Miho was pleased is this reminder.
Miho waits for Yua. And when Yua appears--
"That's wonderful," Miho says, and the exclamation points are in her heart, as her chest fills with feelings about this very matter. "Yua..."
She reaches out, to take her hands. "So it's happening."
She smiles, and it is a smile that could burst, almost.
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Miho doesn't need to be overly effusive for Yua to be able to tell that she's doing things like reflecting on that binder with an exclamation mark. She's truly in her element right now, and Yua loves how pleased she is with everything.
(She thinks that Miho could absolutely compete against men and win, though. How different could it be from fighting for real! ... oh, very different? Well, even so!)
Yua's smile only grows larger, as Miho clasps her hands in hers, and they're both at risk of coming apart at the seams. "Mmhm!" She hums, a lovely glow at her cheeks. "Really, really, really!!"
She rocks forward on her feet, leaning closer to Miho. "It means... I'm gonna have your baby! Mimi!! You and me...!"
She doesn't need to say she's so happy, when her loose hair is bouncing with every little bounce of her feet.
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
Truly, an exclamation point from Miho...
Miho could totally take them in a fight. ...In a fencing match? Also probably.
But as Yua smiles, and shows that beautiful glow, Miho looks into her eye with both of her own. And Yua leans close--
"Me and you," Miho repeats, almost reverently. "Our child..."
No, they don't need to say it. But still--
Miho leans in to kiss Yua softly. Briefly, but just a little celebration.
"Ah..."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Yua rises up on the balls of her feet to meet Miho on the way down, her head tilting obligingly to find her lips, and in her gesture is all the joy in the world.
"Memimiiii," she lilts, as her feet touch the floor again. "This means we need to go to the doctor's, right? For the blood test?" Because of course there are more sensitive tests than they can do at home. "And then... and then!! When you win, we'll have two things to celebrate..."
She takes a breath, and ends up tilting into Miho; perhaps she's a little tired. "This explains why I feel like I'm burning up, too... Dr. Matsuhashi said that a temperature was part of it, right?" Though, a rise in Yua's temperature must feel subjectively much hotter, given how she always feels she's a little too warm.
(It's fine in summer, but Miho has to encourage her to actually dress appropriately a lot more in winter...)
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
Joy is right!
"Yes," Miho agrees. "We do." They have more precise, more sensitive tests, and Miho of course wants to be as absolutely sure as possible. ...For multiple reasons, but also because she's just like that. But her green hair, short, catches the light as she looks down into Yua's eye.
Tilt!!
Miho holds Yua, and guides her towards a place to sit properly.
"That is true," Miho says. "She did. I can imagine that you would feel feverish as a result."
But that's fine, provided that it isn't too terrible. They knew there would be... some discomfort.
Miho will simply make it more comfortable as she's able.
"And celebrate we will," she says. "I love you, Yua."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
They have a nice, comfy double bed, and Miho has enough money to make sure no one asks too many questions about why two women are staying in a room like this. Yua sits on the edge of it, and in lieu of a backrest, declares that Miho will be a siderest.
(She does this, of course, by leaning on her rather than using any kind of words. You can declare things nonverbally! You just need to act with confidence!)
"See?" Yua asks, taking Miho's hand and pressing it to her forehead. "I'm an oven!" And then she blinks, and looks up to Miho with that half-gaze of hers, as she realises: "Oh! Is that why they say that...?"
Buns, ovens, that sort of thing. Yua just got it. ... uh, did she really get it...?
"But it's all right," she insists, her smile still as warm as her everything. "More than all right! It's wonderful! I'll happily sweat it out if it's something like this!" Apparently, discomfort isn't going to stop her. When has it ever?
"Memimiiiiii," Yua lilts, again. "I love you, too! Oh... when we're back, can we get some rings?" She's not talking about any of the jewelry Miho's showered her with up 'til this point. "I know it's a Western tradition, but I really like it...! And I'm sure Father will have come up with a way we can tell everyone by then..."
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
She sure does have that money.
Miho appreciates Yua's confidence telling her how best to support her (physically) in the moment! ...it's nice to be able to just 'be'.
Miho laughs merrily, louder than usual, at the matter of the oven--and that realization. "It is why I will say it, from here on out," Miho assures Yua grandly.
...She did not. But Miho likes this better anyway.
Still, it's all right. It's wonderful. "Indeed," Miho says. "You are brave and strong. You can handle this."
"But let me cool you now and then. I will fetch water if it becomes overwhelming." A beat, "But I will not go anywhere until then..."
"Hmmm. I'm sure that would be acceptable," Miho says. She is not as certain how the solution will go, but...
Surely, it will be one where that holds true.
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Yua's favourite thing is being with Miho, in fact. And being with Miho! But those are separate things. One's a statement of fact, one's a manner of existence.
"Heehee... yes!" Yua agrees, with her merry giggling. "But you won't need oven mitts, right?"
(Even if Miho looks really cute in mittens.)
Yua looks terribly pleased when Miho calls her both brave and strong. "Then I'm just like you!" She declares, brightly. She clasps Miho's hand again, smiling up to her. "Aww, Mimi... you take such good care of me. This has been really nice, too! Getting to go on a trip, just with Memimiiii... and seeing how focused and happy you are! I can tell, and it makes me even happier, too!"
She kicks her legs out over the side of the bed, merrily. "And I'll look forward to it, okay? Eee, I want Mimi to put a ring on my finger...! And we can match, and then people will know I'm spoken for, and I bet everyone will congratulate us!!" Yua... is much more optimistic about the future! She can see it very clearly, it seems.
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
"I won't," Miho says, all proper and serious. She will not need oven mitts...
This time.
"We are alike," Miho agrees with Yua, and smiles back down to her. She does take care. She does her best. "I'm glad," she says. "...But it's not so hard to say," she says with some amusement. "You do not hide your feelings well."
She looks forward to it...
"That sounds wonderful," Miho says, and just for now, allows herself to think on it. "Yes..."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
"That's good! You have such pretty hands, Mimi! You're cute when you're wearing mittens in winter, but I wouldn't want you to need them all the time..." Yua brings her other hand to bear to pat the back of Miho's, admiring it for a moment.
(Miho's prettiness is, of course, not a matter of debate for Yua in the slightest. She's the world's prettiest Olympian, and she will fight anyone who says she's too tall or her hair's too short to be counted that way.)
She looks up to Miho soon enough, though -- and pouts, when Miho points out she can't hide her feelings. "Mooouuuu! Mimiiii! I can be cool and mysterious, too!! Watch!" Yua puts a Very Serious Expression on her face... for all of five seconds, before she breaks down giggling.
She manages to get out an explanation: "I-I couldn't think of an ominous line to say..."
Yua leans her head on Miho's shoulder, looking down at her hands again. "Hey, hey... so should they be gold, or silver? Or, oh! Shibuichi! If they were shibuichi rings, they'd be a little traditional, too..."
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
Miho glances down at her hand, spreads her fingers, turns it over, as if to examine it or show it off to Yua. "Hm hm." Cute is not a word many dare to use for Miho, but it's good when Yua does. Besides, mittens are inherently cute. That's just the facts.
"Hmmmmmm....?" Miho waits for it. The cool mystery. And it doesn't happen. Yua manages it for five seconds--
And Miho laughs, too, a cheerful and merry sort of sound.
"That is fine," Miho says. "We don't need to be ominous right now, anyway, mmm?"
"Shibuichi would be unique, too..."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Yua admires Miho's hand, as she shows it off. "Beautiful," she decrees, as she traces the lines of her palm with her fingertips, before she slips her tawny fingers in between Miho's pale ones. "And my hand fits here perfectly, too..."
It's fate, of course, so naturally Yua fits.
Tragically, not even fate can make Yua as cool or mysterious as her fiancee.
"I guess I'd be wasting all my ominousness without an audience," Yua sighs, and takes a deeeep breath in before she does so she she can sigh with the appropriate dramatic huff. Tragically, she ruins her very dramatic sigh by giggling again, too.
"Mm, mm!" Yua squeezes Miho's hand, smiling as she looks down at them. "And if it had a nice texture, I could fiddle with it, and no one would think I was being weird!" Because of course that's one of the main jobs of jewelry, to give Yua something to do with her hands so no one looks askance at her for flapping. "I really like wearing all the jewelry you buy for me... but these rings are super special! Oh, but I still want them to be something you think would look nice on me..."
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
"So it does. ...Perfectly."
Naturally, but Miho would treasure no hand in hers as much. ...Nor would she particularly want regular Yua to be so ominous as she can get in other circumstances...
"True," Miho allows. Huff! But she giggles, and Miho laughs richly again. She looks down at their hands together. A nice texture... "That is true, that would be a benefit," Miho comments, thinking on it. Whatever they get, it should be something with texture...
But, Miho does distantly find a part of herself cautioning that she doesn't know yet what will come.
...It's fine.
"Of course. If you wear it so often, it must look good."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Yua of course can be deeply ominous, but Yua isn't counting those times in the slightest, because she isn't quite right when she's fighting.
She sighs more naturally, this time, because it's a noise she makes from her contentment instead. "Wearing the jewelry you get me makes me really happy," Yua explains, "because it's like a secret way I can say, I'm with Mimi! When I'm looking good for you, too, it's like I'm closer to you... even when I have to say I don't have a boyfriend like that means I'm not with anyone." Yua wrinkles her nose, but just briefly.
"And the things you pick out are always so nice... they make me feel really pretty, too. Like, really pretty, not like I'm just there to be pretty... mooouuuu, there's a difference, but I don't know how to say it!!" Yua pouts, having tripped over the difference between being valued as a person and a piece. "But you know what I mean, right? Right?"
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
Yes. Indeed.
"I'm glad you feel that way," Miho says. "I think of it much the same. ...It is a way to express my feelings for you, and our connection." She pauses. "...Yes, that is... troublesome," she says of the boyfriend matter. She also makes a face very much like wrinkling her nose.
"That is because jewelry is meant to accentuate the wearer, not obviate her. It is different," she says. "And some of it comes in the intent."
"I do know what you mean, yes."
She leans down and kisses Yua's head.
"It is fine."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
"Mm! We're connected!" Yua chirps, happily. "Like with your cuff links...! Though, chokers are easier to see..." But of course Yua's dabbled in the area of buying things for Miho too, even if it can never really be a surprise because she's asking her whether those watches are realistically priced. (Yua really can't tell how expensive is too expensive, now she's rich. Everything feels too expensive to her.)
"That's right," Yua nods, against Miho's shoulder. "You appreciate me for being me! That's why I like being pretty for you!"
Yua makes a happy little noise, as Miho smooches her head, looking up at her with a sparkling eye. "... but you know what this means, too?" She asks, with excitement. "It means our baby really can be there when you're competing, Mimi! So we'll both be here for you...!"
Realistically speaking, a baby that's just started on the business of becoming a baby isn't going to be doing much cheering, but... maybe it's the principle of the matter.
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
"Subtlety isn't so bad," Miho says of the cufflinks. "...I know. And that is what is most important." Miho isn't exactly despairing of surprises in any case; she likes things to be orderly, and surprises are not orderly. So it's fine. Besides...
"Yes," Miho says. "I do. And you reward me for that..."
What it means?
"...Ah..."
Miho is briefly overcome by an emotion she can't quite describe, but smiles through it. She looks down into nothing in particular--and then back at Yua. "Yes," she says. "You will both be there. I will do my utmost, accordingly."
The principle is good.
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
"Mm! Like a secret language!" Yua agrees, enthusiastically. She doesn't much like real surprises, either... though so long as Miho declares what the surprise is, she can still have fun with it. She likes hearing that Miho got her something that day!
"Mmhm!" Yua hums, happily, on Miho's rewards. Of course, according to her, Miho deserves all the rewards in the world.
Like this one: Miho is grasped by her emotions, and Yua gives her a moment, smiling warmly as she looks back to her. She reaches up a hand, to stroke through Miho's short hair, and in her love is such esteem.
"You'll make us proud," she says, softly, and completely sure of her evaluation. "I can't wait to see it for real. My amazing fiancee... our stalwart protector... you'll blow them all away, out there." She tilts her head, all focused on Miho, the lines of her fine cheekbones and the arch of her brow. (All, she declares, perfect.) "You've trained for years, just for this moment... you've never been more beautiful, Mimi."
<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
"Just so." Miho smiles. And bounded surprise is a fine concept! With warning, but with a little unknown, as a treat. Miho enjoys delivering those.
Miho will earn the awards she wants. ...perhaps she will get more still, if Yua has her way... But for now, Miho accepts a hand through her hair, and that esteem only helps. Miho is sure, too.
"Ah..." Both of these things. No, all of these things.
"It only matters that you think so," Miho says. "...I love you," she repeats. "Both of you, already."
<Pose Tracker> Yua Ooshiro has posed.
Yua's smile only grows, hearing Miho's soft exclamation. She loves being able to give her those pauses; Miho might not be quite as theatric with her emotions as she is, but she knows they're no less strong.
To Yua, that's just proof Miho really accepts the things she's saying...!
Her cheeks glow a little rosier, hearing Miho speak her love again. "I love you, too!" She repeats, repeats, will repeat it a million times and more. "Eee... both of you...!"
And speak not to her of harsh realities, now; the taboo on celebration is a thousand miles from her mind, as she bathes in the love of her fiancee and the future they'll soon grasp.
"No matter what, you're number one in my heart," Yua insists, fiercely, "but I just know you're going to claim the peak in the eyes of everyone else, too. You'll be the very best! And you're all mine...!!" This, she adds with a touch of unbridled glee, alongside her chipper emphasis: "Memiiimiiiii!"