The Legend of the Scrivens'

Chapter 1.0: The Legend of the Scrivens' Begins



Akira Scriven never knew his parents, or where he originally came from. He only knew that now that he was a young adult and not a teenager anymore wandering the territories of the Sim world, he needed to settle down. Perhaps, he could fulfill his life long dream of becoming a hit music composer.




With a bit of cash on hand, what he'd managed to save of it, he soon found himself swindled. Instead of where a house should have been, there was nothing but a mailbox and a garbage can. Akira was quite adamant that he was not going to live inside a garbage can like Oscar the Grouch from Sesame Street. And thus began his renovations with what money he still had left over from his purchase.




Akira might have been able to get his bathroom, if he had not insisted on having a pretty foundation. A nice bedroom, small living room and modest sized kitchen - at least in his estimation, was enough for the moment. Once he had more than the 300 odd simoleons to his name, then he'd add on a bathroom. Until then, he'd check out the gym. Maybe they had a shower and toilet. Of course, he didn't need either quite yet. So, he decided to go straight to the movie theatre and apply in person for the Musical Career.



Once Akira had gone to the Movie Theatre to apply in person, he was excited to being his quest to become a great composer. Unfortunately, he was also disappointed with the low position and poor pay. He just hoped he'd be able to pay the bills and eat. Extras were most definitely out. For the time being.



Being the proper sim that he is, he decided to formalize and show off his favorite color, pink while doing so. However it soon became evident that he had the strangest reasons to formalize.



Dumpster Diving. That is why Akira changed into his formal wear. To go dumpster diving behind the building where he'd just gotten his first job ever in his life after becoming a resident of Moonlight Falls.



He didn't care what it might look like, to his boss or to his fellow co-workers, if they were to see him. Evidently, he thought there had to be something of value inside the dumpster. If not this time, perhaps another time. But, he had never gone dumpster diving before in his life. Where he'd gotten the idea, no one knew.



There were onlookers, but Akira either didn't notice, or he had decided to ignore them. He was too busy searching through the garbage to pay any attention to anyone or anything beyond his own goals. Too bad that meant he was going to stink after his little adventure - and he still didn't have a bathroom at his unfinished house. Which meant no toilet or bathtub.



Eventually, even he had to come up for air, before diving right back in. He did find something, some sort of stone that was worth no more than 5 simoleons. Not really enough to buy anything, but it was a nice small bit of pocket change in order to add to the rest of what he still had left after buying a lot and building a house on it. But, he still had a long way to go in order to get his home to be the way he'd like it.



Once Akira was finished dumpster diving, he decided that it was about time to go home. Perhaps he'd forgotten that his house had no bathroom with which to get clean again.

Akira was happy to arrive home. He couldn't wait to have a bath, the green stink was literally coming off of him. Thankfully, no one was around to tell him he stank. Of course, he already knew that himself.​

But, when he did get home, he discovered that he still didn't have a bathroom. Nor did he have the money to buy one. Thus it was time to go explore the town in search of a shower room to get clean as well as well as a toilet to relieve his bladder.​

When Akira arrived at the gym, he did not find what he was looking for. Which, was a surprise. After all, people get sweaty at a gym and when they get sweaty they get terribly stinky. He couldn't believe there were no shower rooms. And he really needed a shower, because he was starting to reek. Maybe if he hadn't gone dumpster diving behind the Movie Theatre, he could have waited on a bath.​

However what he did find at the gym gave him a start. Not enough to faint, but there were a couple of ghosts. Akira didn't know who they were, for he'd never met them while they were alive nor did he feel up to introducing himself to them. They were, after all, ghosts. And even if they had not been ghosts, he still stank and did not wish to get too close to another sim and offend them with his body odor that had the scent of garbage sticking to him.​

He decided to leave and look for another place that might have a place for him to bathe and relieve his bladder.​

'Finally!' Akira thought when he arrived at a public inside Swimming Pool. They did have a shower room. Once he had showered until he was completely clean, he stepped out and changed into his everyday wear. He had no pink on, which usually would disappoint him, but for whatever reason, he did like the everyday clothes he had. Perhaps some day, he'd get a new set of everyday clothes to enjoy. Surely there would be pink!​

Not long after, he was able to also relieve his bladder in one of the bathroom stalls.​

Now that he was clean and comfortable, it was time to go scout out the swimming pool to see if their was anyone eligible to be his romantic interest.​

Akira saw someone in one of the smaller pools. Of course, many onlookers would have thought he was looking at the woman as she got out of the pool. But, he wasn't.​

He was looking at the man. Of course, he could not see much of him.​

Akira thought, 'I've got to find out if he's available or not. Maybe I can ask the woman if he's not going to get out. I hope they're not together. It would make everything so much easier. But the first hunt for love is very often not successful. At least not from what I've heard and read.'​

Still, Akira was determined to find out, even if it meant taking more time that he didn't necessarily have.​

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Once Akira had gathered his courage, he walked up to the woman. He didn't know her name, nor would he later remember it. After all, he wasn't interested in her. Too bad it hadn't been the man who got out of the pool. It was always so much more satisfying to talk with a man instead of a woman. Unless of course he was going shopping or looking for someone to share the local gossip with. Of course, some men were also great at gossiping, but many fell short of shopping to his satisfaction.



As per usual, when introducing himself, he bowed. It did not matter if the person were a man or woman, he bowed. It was proper and respectful. It was too bad many sims as well as the creatures of other planets, worlds and dimensions were no longer proper except in the case of the remaining Kings, Queens and some higher aristocracy. It always seemed to please, especially the ladies as well as some of the gentlemen. In Moonlight Falls, anyway.




Akira decided to get right to the point.​

"Miss, are you married?" Perhaps if he'd looked at her hands, he would have known whether she was or not. But that wouldn't have told him who her partner was.​

He listened to her laugh and watched her nod. "I am married and to a wonderful man. He's swimming in the pool right there." ​

She pointed into the small pool in which she'd just come out of and where the man who'd interested Akira still swam.​

Well, Akira wasn't a home-wrecker. At least, not intentionally. And so, he decided it was best to leave. But not without a parting farewell to keep the lady smiling.​

"He's a very lucky man to have caught you. May you both have many happy years and a beautiful family." And with that said, he turned and left the building to go in search of someone who wasn't already married. If the pair had just been engaged or in some sort of romantic relationship, he might have considered breaking them up. But marriage to him was a sacred thing that was not to be tampered with.​

Once he called a cab, he got in and watched the driver. She was wearing a witches hat, but with the oddest ensemble. ​

'If only I could take her out to get a total make-over. Or at least a new wardrobe. But, I don't have the time. Nor the money on hand right now to help her.' Was what Akira thought to himself during the drive between the swimming pool and Performers Park.​

Once Akira arrived at Performers Park, he saw someone who interested him, at least from a distance. He walked right up to the man who'd been sitting on a bench next to a woman with a toddler who had... fairy wings. But neither the man nor the woman looked to have fairy wings themselves.​

'If the woman has a toddler with fairy wings, the father has to be a fairy, right? So, they couldn't possibly be together.' And that was the thought which originally had him approaching the man.​

But the man didn't look to pleased when he got near. In fact, the man glared at him and Akira wondered if he'd done anything wrong. But, he didn't think so.​

'Maybe he's just cranky. Perhaps a tsundere I keep reading about in those manga I like to read. Although it would be interesting if instead of the tsundere being an uke, that one could be a seme. I'm not sure I like those words. What's wrong with top or bottom, pitcher or catcher? And did anyone ever think about the switches? I've come across quite a few of them in my travels before arriving here. They made great friends.'​

When he realized the man was still glaring at him, he decided it best not to delay and introduced himself, properly.​

It seemed to appease the other man. Which was good. Akira felt good about the start to what could turn out to be a beautiful friendship. No, more than just a friendship. And in thinking it, he missed the part about the mans actual name.​

With the introduction out of the way, Akira decided to go for the golden question first and foremost.​

"Sir, are you married?"​

"Why yes, yes I am. I'm very happily married to the woman over there."​

"Her?" He asked aloud, to which the man nodded. Akira was disappointed, but upon getting a closer look at the man he'd just been speaking with as day turned to evening, he decided that he wasn't that disappointed by the turn of events.​

Akira wondered if maybe the man and his wife had adopted, or if one of them had had a child before they'd gotten with each other, or if there had been some kind of affair. Well, whatever their issues were, if they were married, he would not interfere, even if the marriage wasn't as stable as it should be. Of course, he didn't know anything about what was going on with them and not being a marriage counselor, he'd leave them be and let them live their lives. He had his own life to get back to. Now, if he could just find someone for himself.​

What Akira saw next, was the woman going over to talk with a guy in a cowboy hat.​

Akira turned away from the man he'd been talking to and watched the scene unfold before him. Maybe the woman the man he'd been talking to but a moment ago was the town bicycle. No, by the looks of their conversation, it wasn't flirting. Which was a good thing, otherwise he was sure a brawl might have started.​

'Men in stetsons sure are hot. Maybe he's available. I'll go talk to him. Surely, third times the charm, right?' He'd heard that phrase, third times the charm, quite a bit. He just hoped that it really turned out to be true.​

Wanting to find out as soon as possible, he walked up to the man in the cowboy hat. While Akira didn't usually like facial hair, it looked good on him. His face might have seemed a bit puffier than his own, but he was not unattractive. He'd probably have gorgeous children depending on his spouse, of course.​

Akira already knew that the woman whom was standing there could not be this mans wife as she was the wife of the man he'd been talking to previously.​

Their eyes met and Akira felt a spark zing through his dendrites, causing his synapses under his skin to tingle. Surely, this man felt it too. He just prayed to whatever great being that was, that the man was available.​

Not wanting to waste any more time, he introduced himself to the man in the white hat.​

"Hello, I am Akira Scriven. It is a pleasure to meet you. Might I know your name?"​

The blonde woman was still there, staring at him, when the man introduced himself as well - with a handshake.
"Why howdy, A-kira, I'm known 'round these 'ere parts as Bill Misfit and the proprietor of this 'ere little ol' park."
Akira was worried that the man might be rich, because he did not want to be with someone with a load of money. He'd learned a long time ago that the rich, or at least the ones he'd met, were arrogant and cruel and only did charity for the sake of looking good, not because they really cared.
But, it turned out that Bill Misfit was unemployed otherwise. How did the man have the money or the means to run Performer's Park? Perhaps someday, he might know the answer.



Once the blonde woman had left, he felt it was the perfect time to ask Bill Misfit, if he were married.
"Hey, Bill, are you single? Or do you have a spouse?"
Bill shook his head, "I don't have a spouse. I'm not involved with anyone. I know some people might think I'm pathetic. Although there have been sims who come up to me wanting to get hitched thinking that I'm rich, just because I own this park. I could do without the gold diggers. Especially since when they learn the truth, they don't even come around to enjoy the park itself."
That was more than Akira was expecting to hear, but, it worked for him. It meant that not only was Bill Misfit not rich, he was available.
"Well, I'll keep all of that in mind." And he really hoped that they could connect. Akira had found his target for romance.

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Stay Tuned for Chapter 1.1: The Wooing of Bill Misfit

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The Wooing of Bill Misfit



Once Akira knew Bill Misfits' name and that he was single, he decided that this was the one and he was going to make him see it too. That destiny had meant them to be together.

Curious, he asked, "So... Bill... if I can call you Bill, what is your sign?"

Bill stared at him for several long seconds, before giving a very stiff answer, "Gemini."

Akira didn't know if Bills' sign was compatabile with his own, Virgo, but that didn't matter too much to him. Still, it was nice to know. It at least meant he knew in what season and possible month the mans birthday took place.



Deciding it was time to ask one very important question, due to his own trait of being a Virtuoso, he asked Bill, "Do you like music?"



And the mans answer delighted Akira to no end. Bill loved music, though he wasn't a virtuoso, he had a love of listening to it at the very least. And although they'd only just met that very day, Akira found himself falling for Bill Misfit - fast, like a whirlwind out of control and with no end.



Bill continued on over the subject of music.

"Akira, now I do love me some good ol' music. I've even tried to write my own score, but I'm not that good at it. But, I like the words and phrases I use."

Now here was a guy who was really after his own heart. He just really hoped that Bill would be interested, even a teeny tiny bit. He really didn't want to go looking for someone else just to find out they were married. Or not at all enthusiastic about music. Of course, one had to take some losses with the wins. But, Bill would definitely be a win. At least, in what aspects he already knows.



Perhaps, now that he knew some things about Bill, he should talk at least a little about himself.

"I love music, and I want to write some songs too, or, even better, a symphony. I'd love to be a conductor someday. Many have told me in the past that I have a natural talent for music. Of course, there will always be someone better. I still think I'm good enough to begin a career in the department of music."

Akira didn't pay any heed to the woman walking up behind him. Nor did he know her name. She was just a stranger among many strangers at Performers' park that evening as day had turned to night. But, he did not wish to go home, yet. Not so long as he could get to know Bill and maybe one day, they would share their lives with each other.



Bill seemed rather enthusiastic about Akiras' dreams, and even encourage him.

"I may not be conductor material, but, if its what you want, you should definitely go for it. Give it a chance at least. If it doesn't work out, if you really are still talented, you wont need to work for some company. You can just perform on your own. It wont get you lots of simoleons, but sometimes fame comes to those least expecting it to."



Once they had talked a bit more over some rather trivial things, Akira decided it was time to flirt. And with the first attempt, as they leaned into each other, Bill was quite responsive to the light flirtation. And inside, Akira leapt for joy.

This was going to work!

Unfortunately, due to the lateness of the hour, Bill was tired and felt it was time to return home. He really wished it were otherwise, but, he too needed to get some rest. Perhaps the next day he would see Bill again and they could flirt some more and enjoy one anothers company.





Once Akira arrived home, after stopping at the diner to eat, he crawled into bed and dreamt not of Bill, but of his own dream regarding music. Although, he did hear Bill Misfits' words about chasing after his dream with his talent. From music scores to the stage to waving a conductors wand he dreamt of a possible future and hoped that he'd one day obtain that distant shore beyond the beginning career of the Music Field.

The next day, Akira awoke early, wanting to get a head start on his day. Maybe he'd be able to get Bill to come over before he had to go to work.



Not having a lot of simoleons on hand, Akira decided to stick with eating a quick meal, like cereal. It was a good breakfast choice. Not the healthiest, especially if one were considering the paleo diet



Immedietly after he was finished, he got up and took his single plate to the sink and washed it. No nasty flies were going to stink up his little abode. Plus, who didn't just love bubbles? After that, he called Bill. But Bill said he was at work and didn't know when he'd be done. Akira figured that by the time he himself was finished with work, he'd be able get Bill to come over to his place.



Once he was dressed, when Akira left for work, the mail-lady stopped to give him his first bill since moving to Moonlight Falls. Only later when he returned home would it get paid - not that he'd be happy. Of course, getting money from his job would certainly help to at least get it paid rather than having what little he had be repossessed.



Akira, happily left work, only to find a bill in the mail. Without a fuss, he paid it and put the mail in the mailbox so that the mail person could get it the next day.

With the bill paid, he once more tried to call Bill - and he said the same as before. Perhaps the man was actually a work-a-holic. Or he didn't like Akira as much as Akira had started to like him. Which led him to getting dressed formally and going out to explore the town - though first he stopped at the gym to use their facilites to get nice and clean and used the other bathroom facilities they had to offer.

As work had given him a book to read, he decided, once he found a nice spot by a fountain in one of the other parks, he sat down.

'Maybe Bill will be done with work once I've read this.'

He paid no attention to the teenager holding what was either younger sibling or a toddler she was babysitting.



And then, once again, Bill told him the same as before. And he doubted it would be a good idea to call after midnight. Perhaps Bill wasn't actually interested. Well, that was just fine. He'd go and see if he couldn't find someone else then. Just thinking that, surprisingly, caused an ache in his chest. But, he didn't think there was anything for it, but to move on before he invested even more into a relationship that was going nowhere fast.



Akira decided that he'd stop at the gym once more and take another quick shower, even if he didn't really need one. Though he had jogged there, so perhaps it was needed. On his way out once he was finished with using the bathroom facilities of the public indoor Swimming Pool, he noticed a man standing just inside the doors of the building. He was okay looking. Not exactly his type in the looks department. But, who knew what might lay beneath his exterior.



Unfortunately, the man didn't even respond to his greeting. Which was a shame. How was he supposed to learn anything about him? It could be that he was married and just did not wish to interact with anyone. Well, Akira decided then that this man too, was definitely a lost cause.



But, he had passed someone who might well turn out to be just the type of man he was looking for. Turning around he went back inside to introduce himself.



"Hello, I'm Akira Scriven." He smiled as the man held out his hand to shake his. And that was when Akira noticed the wedding band. Really, he didn't even have to ask the man. But, there was nothing saying that he couldn't make friends, was there?

It wasn't until the next day, where he repeated the same steps as the day before that he got a promotion. Before going to Performers Park, he returned to the public swimming pool to use their bathroom facilities and stopped at the diner to get a celebaratory dinner.

No man was going to replace Bill Misfit so easily. Even in his sleep, he couldn't get the male sim out of his head.

After greeting Bill, he asked him about pets.

"Hey Bill, do you like animals? I really love them. Even the guinea pigs!"

Bill didn't seem that interested, but he didn't appear to be extremely bored either. The man perhaps liked some animals, but he wasn't an animal lover like he was where he wanted one or more of all of them to take care of as if they were members of his own extended family.



The pair of them talked awhile, and instead of turning toward the woman performing magical feats, they continued their conversation with one another. Akira was completely enthralled by whatever Bill Misift had to say.



Eventually, Akira had to start heading home so that he could get some shut eye even if he wasn't to the point he'd fall asleep.

"I'll see you later Bill." He moved forward and wrapped his arms around Bill.

Bill didn't mind and in fact, he wrapped his arms around Akira. It was more than a friendly hug, but they still had a ways to go. Akira hoped to change that soon, very soon.

Bill murmrued, "And I look forwad to seeing you again, Akira."



Just as Akira was preparing to leave, all the weird stuff started happening. He saw a ghost of some woman picnicking. And he also saw someone turn into a werewolf. It gave him a fgith so bad that he...



fainted. Luckily, there was enough noise to wake the dead and he didn't remain unconcious for long and certainly hightailed it out of there.



On his way home, he stopped nearby his work and saw yet another ghost. What had caused him to stop was the suspicious looking woman in what appeared to be a burglars outfit. He of course, did not stay long. He had a long day ahead of him and wanted to be well rested so that he could visit Bill Misfit once more.



It was dark by the time Akira got to Performers' Park where BIll Misfit was the properitor. What he saw did not please him. Was that fae sim trying to steal Bill right from under his nose? Of course, Akira had never met her before, so he didn't know who she was nor her personality. Maybe they were just friends, or she was there to enjoy someone elses performance on stage. In either case, he wasn't going to stand by and watch someone else get closer to Bill than he was.



Calling Bill over, the male sim got up from the bench and walked over to him. Unforuntately, when he tried to get his first kiss with Bill - the man refused. Light flirtations had been fine, but evidentally not a kiss.

Akira was devestated. But, he wasn't going to give up!



After a long chat and some gossiping, Akira decided to finally try his luck again.

"Bill, wouldn't you just love to be my shooting star in..." He trailed off suggestively whilst whispering into Bills' ear. The man was receptive and Akira wondered if it was time to take the chance of a lifetime.



"Bill...."

"Yeah, A-kira?"

Nerouvsly he looked down at his hands and then took Bills in his own. "There's something..."

"Something?" Bill arched a brow, waiting to hear what Akira had to say.

"Uhmn... something I want to ask you."

"And what it is you want to ask me?"

Akira worried his lower lip between his teeth, slowly swinging their arms side to side with their hands held together. "If you'd go steady with me... be my boyfriend."

"Of course I will A-kira! I really, really like you, if ya know what I mean."

Akira smiled and nodded his head. It would do for now, but hopefully the next words that would be spoken like this, would be words of love rather than just like.

Bill frowned, "But... I do have to be getting home. I'll see you here tomorrow, wont I?"

"Of course!" There was no way he wouldn't be! Wild tigers couldn't drag him or keep him away.

With the promise of a better tomorrow, Akira decided to make some hot dogs on the grill and once they were done, chowed down on one. It was nice to be able to grill outside, but he felt rarely lonely. But at least he had Bill Misfit as his boyfriend now and in no time, surely, they'd be wed.



The next day, after work, Akira got all spruced up and went to Performers' Park to seek out his beloved again. For hours on end they talked and flirted, before finally, Akira decided it was time. But, just as he began his proposal, his cellphone had to ring. Luckily it was playing some romantic tunes!

"Bill..."

Bill smiled, "Yes, A-kira?"



Having gained his beloveds attention, he stooped down onto one knee and pulled out the box he'd been saving. It wasn't anything fancy or expensive, but it was an heirloom. The only thing he had of his parents - whomever they had been when he'd been left to be raised in an orphanage.

Bill gazed down at him, uncertain what was going on, but soon, it became very evident just what was going on.

"Bill Misfit, would you do me the honor of becoming my life partner?"



At the question that Akira had posed to Bill Misfit, the sim he was proposing too whilst his cell was going off leaped for joy. Inside, Akira was relieved that he had not been rejected!

Bill shouted, "Yes! Of course I'll marry you A-kira!"



Akira of course, not wanting to waste any time, asked his fiancee then and there to have a private wedding. He didn't feel like waiting and thankfully, it looked like Bill didn't want to wait either if they could be together forever starting at that very moment.

"Bill Misfit, with this ring, I thee wed. My heart yours to keep. Our life as one to bring each other all the joys that we can as we give each other 150% each into this relationship born of mutual love."



"A-kira Scriven, with this ring, I thee wed. My heart too, is yours to keep. I will forever treasure you. Together our life will be joyous, in both sickness and health, good times and bad times. We will remain a united front of compassion and caring, filled with love as we give the relationship 150% each. And, I do love you, A-kira."



Both of them with watery eyes, had spoke their vows beneath the moonlit sky in a beautiful park to which Bill was a proprietor.

The two grooms reached for each other, their lips touching as they kissed one another. The second most important kiss of their lives - the first having been the first kiss they had shared during their moments of fliration.



Bill, wanting to be a proper groom, despite Akira being another man, decided he wanted to carry him over the threshold.

Although Akira himself complained, "Even if I wanted to be carried over the threshold, my place is too far away. You shouldn't hurt yourself trying to carry me all the way home. We can take a taxi and if you really insist this is something you want to do, then I'll let you. But, please, don't carry me around like some little princess. I'm a guy and even women now adays are far more independant. Although considering it is tradition, I do see the appeal of being carried over the threshold."

He watched as Bill contemplated what he said, before putting him back down.

"A-kira. I still want to carry you over the threshold where we'll be living, but I guess... you're right."

That was all Akira could hope for. "But, not always. We'll figure this all out together, Bill Misift."

"Bill Scriven now, remember?"

"Oh, right," Akira smiled and took Bills hand to lead him to the taxi that was waiting to take them home.



With him, Bill brought about 1000 simoleons, which they used with what simoleons Akira had on hand to add a bathroom with at least a tub and toilet. Along with some walls to separete the kitchen, livingroom, bedroom and bathroom. Unfortunately, they didn't have enough to finish the wall between the bathroom and living room and thus could not add a door. But, it was there home and would continue to grow along with their family.



That night, whilst they were cuddling before they went to bed, Akira had another question.

"Bill... would you want to have children... with me?"

"You mean adopt some kids?"

"We-ell... we could do that. But..."

Bill blinked, still smiling at Akira. "But, what, A-kira?"

"Well... my family isn't exactly human, although we have no powers or anything."

"What do you mean?"

"You've noticed my pointy ears, haven't you?"

Bill nodded, "Why yes, I have. And they're very cute ears too."

Akira chuckled, "Well... my ancestors were some sort of elf, its a recessive gene. I don't know who my parents were, if I even had any. But the DNA results show that I am at least, part elf. And this elf population, in it, some men were capable of having babies with other men. That is the only magic left over."

Bill stared wide eyed at him and he began to worry. Maybe it would freak him out so much that he'd leave him. "Are you saying that you can get pregnant?"

Akira nodded.

"How?"

"I'm not really sure on that one... it has something to do with being intimate. However we only need to be cuddling like this to exchange DNA and create a new life. Then, when it is time... the infant causes my hands to glow and I'll need your help... I believe, during delivery. That is, if we decided to do this... but our hands will be together and light will come from them. A bubble will form and then the baby will teleport into it before finally it pops once all of the baby is inside it. And then, we can bring him or her, or whatever the baby thinks they are, home."

Bill was quiet for a very long time, but, Akira was reassured by him not letting go of his hand.

When he saw Bill wide smiled directed at him, his heart felt like it skipped a beat - in a good way.

"Well, A-kira, if it happens, it happens. I'd love to have babies with you. Some might think its weird that a man could get pregnant, but some men do lactate. Anyone could look that up on the internet to see that its real. So, I can't see why this would be a problem. Besides there are some who think Adams Sims of a long long time ago, had not only a rib, but a womb taken from him to create his wife, Eve Sims. Whether that tale is true or not, is up to anyone. I'll make no judgements on them... but I do believe in them."

Akira wasn't sure he was, but neither was he sure he wasn't. "Wow..."

He snuggled up closer to Bill, "I'm so happy I met you and decided you were the one for me, Bill."

"And I'm glad, that you chose me. I love you Akira. You're certainly it for me."

And so the two, began their new life together.

Akira and Bill both had the best night of their lives and the best sleep of their lives too as they slept, Bill spooing Akira.

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Stay tuned for Chapter 1.2: The Arrival of a Baby

Chapter 1.2: The Arrival of a Baby



Akira had just enough the next day to purchase a guitar so that he would be able to work on his guitar skill.

Bill asked, "Why do ya need a gui-tar, Akira?"

"Well, I need it for my career in the Music field."

Bill smiled, "Then its an investment well worth wild. Now, we need to save up and not go crazy with spending."

Akira couldn't agree more, especially if they wanted to start a family together. But, he was hungry, "I'll go make us some breakfast while you clean off the table."

"Alright."



It wasn't too long after that Akira had prepared a group meal of waffles and grabbed a plate for himself and one for his husband. He set Bills plate down in front of them and then sat down with his own.



Bill, "These sure look good, but I don't think we'll be eating all the waffles ya made."

"Well, that just means we'll have leftovers. I believe that cooking bulk meals might just help us save a few simoleons as well as not having to take a lot of time cooking." Plus there was no option to just cook for a couple, it was either cooking for oneself or a family sized group.

"Oh." Bill said before stuffing his mouth with a forkful of waffles.



Once they were finished eating, Bill said, "Here, since ya cooked, I'll do the dishes."

Akira blinked, "I don't know anyone who would follow that rule, unless they were the cook and said so."

"Well, I don't want to come across as lazy. And we both said we'd put 150% into this relationship, didn't we?"

Akira smiled, "Yeah. I love you," he got up and put away the leftovers. So far, everything was blissful. Now, if only they had a bit more in their pockets everything would be grand.



Bill drained the water when he was done washing the dishes and turned to Akira with a leer. "Now then, my love, how about we go cuddle. Neither of us has to be to work for another couple of hours."

Akira gazed down at the ground for a moment, then smiled up at Bill, "I'd like that."

Bill took Akiras' hand and led them to their room where they could cuddle most comfortably.



"Akira, I really do love you."

"And I, love you." It didn't matter that they'd only known each other a short while, it was true. Sometimes that was all it took, was a moment, even if for others it took years.

Bill lifted Akiras' hand to his lips and kissed it.

Akira was surprised, but smiled, now, if they just had a baby, their family would be complete. Or nearly so, because he wanted more than one child, just not all at once.



Awhile later, they had to get up and Akira grabbed his guitar and started working on it. That was until he had to go to work.

Bill, "You do have talent, but I think it might need a bit more work."

"I know, but as they say, practice makes perfect."

"And nothing could be truer."

The two had to separate for some time that day, whilst they went to work. Akira to his musical career track and Bill to his new job in the political field which he had decided to pursue at Akiras' encouragement to follow his dream.



Once Akira got home, he noticed that there was an ice cream truck and decided that some ice cream would be nice. For some reason he was craving something sweet.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I think I'll have a strawberry ice cream cone."



It had been awhile since he'd had ice cream, but it was just as delicious, if not ten times more so than he remembered. "I wonder if they have a new recipe, because ice cream never tasted this good before."



Once he was finished, however, he felt nauseous. And he thought that maybe he shouldn't have had the ice cream.

Knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold it in, he ran inside toward the bathroom rather than spilling everything out onto the garden.



Akira, thankfully, made it just in time to the toilet. And it was then that he had a thought, that it might not have been the ice cream which made him sick. Just maybe, he and Bill would be having a baby sooner than they thought.



Unfortunately, when he went to flush the toilet, it got clogged. But, before he could call a repairman or unclog it himself, Bill came into the room.

"Akira, are you okay?"

Akira shook his head, "No, I just tossed my cookies. And... and... the toilets all clogged now." He was so frustrated, he almost wanted to cry.

"Why don't you brush your teeth and then go lay down. I'll take care of the clog, take a bath and then join you in our room for a good nights sleep."

"O-okay. A-are you sure, Bill?"

"Yes, now get yourself ready for bed."



Bill smiled when he walked into his and Akiras room and saw his husband already asleep. Getting into his night clothes, he carefully slipped in behind him.

"Good night, my love," he whispered as he kissed the back of one of Akiras' ears and cuddled in behind him, spooing the redheaded husband of his.

Whilst Bill dreamt of politics and how he might change Moonlight Falls, Akira dreamt of babies and how he might feed them.



The next morning, Bill was ready for work when the carpool showed up to pick him up.



Passing by his husband, he frowned, noticing that he was still in his night clothes.

"Akira. You should dress when you go outside. I don't want others to see you as only I should."

"I... I'm sorry Bill. I'll do that." But he was still playing the guitar.

Bill hoped he'd do so, but, he'd wait to see when he got back home. Of course, he wouldn't fight over it, Akira wasn't dressed indecently, but those were his night clothes with his cute fluffy kitty slippers.



After Bill left for work, Akira found out that he was indeed, with child. And while he would have liked to go to work, they gave him time off for the duration of his pregnancy. They were skeptical that he was, but they spoke of some individuals who'd been abducted and came back with child and they were always male.

Akira sighed, "I still want to work." He rubbed his belly, smiling, "But, I'm glad you're here little one."

Recalling that there was a library in town, he called a taxi and headed there to use a computer to do some work.



During Bills' break, Akira received a phone call from him. Quickly answering it so that the librarian didn't get angry - if there were one, he answered.

"Hello Akira."

"Bill! Hi."

"Ya sound excited love, did ya get a promotion at work?"

Akira paused, "We-ell... no."

"Oh? But ya sound so happy."

"Because I am. You called me after all, but..."

"But?"

Akira grinned, "I'll tell you when you get home."

"Aww, come on A-kira, tell me."

Biting his lip, Akira decided to tell him, "We're going to be fathers!"

There was a pause at the end of the other line and then a loud, "Whoo-up!"

Akira chuckled, "Bill. You should get back to work. We can celebrate when we're both at home."

"Okay love, but I'm going to be thinking about you and the young'un all day long."

"And I...we, will be thinking of you."

With their I love yous' said, they hung up.



Akira and Bill, once they were home, decided to have left-over waffles for dinner. They needed to save every simoleon they could so that they'd be able to afford a crib for their baby once he or she was born.

Bill sat down and sighed, "I wish I was making better simoleons so that I could help with the funds more."

Akira smiled, "It's fine Bill, besides, although I'm on leave, these are like paid vacation days. As long as we have each other and love our little one, then all will be fine."

"I hope so, A-kira. Now, come sit down and join me. I don't like to eat without you." Of course, work couldn't be avoided, even during lunch they couldn't leave the building and they both worked, but in different places.



That night, Bill once again spooned Akira. Akira dreamed of a slightly cloudy day. Both were snoozing away while outside their house...

Zombies began to appear from out of nowhere. Luckily for the Scriven family that their windows and doors were secured. But, this was not unusually in Moonlight Falls. Akira wasn't sure how he felt about all the supernatural beings, but he knew one thing - he did not care for zombies around his house. And if he were awake, no doubt he would have started yelling and trying to find a way to get rid of them, because nothing and no one was going to hurt his and Bills' baby.



Something woke Bill up during the night. But not being able to pinpoint the source, he decided to take a bath. When he got out however, the bath broke. But, being a handy sim, he was able to fix it with a wrench and whatever other tools he had on him that he'd brought from his previous residence.



Akira wasn't far behind in waking up, perhaps because the warmth he had grown used to very quickly with Bill had faded. Waking up he realized that Bill was not in bed. He heard some sound coming from the bathroom. It sounded like his husband was at work fixing again.

Looking out the window, he spotted a foal! Loving animals as he did, he wanted to go greet it.

In his blue pajamas, he went outside, "Hello!" And held out his hand for the wild foal to sniff his hand. The horse was beautiful, but it appeared quite weary of him. Maybe, if the horse came around more, he could tame it. Then again, he was having a baby, so how would he afford to keep the animal? Perhaps... someday.

As the foal cantered away, he sighed, "Someday..."



When his husband left for work, Akira had little else to do besides bathe, eat, clean and nap. Once he had exhausted those areas, he went outside to practice his guitar. Until Bill got home.

Bill glanced Akira over, "Wearing your night clothes again I see, A-kira."

"Well... its not like they're see-through." He grinned.

"True. I guess its fine, just so long as no one tries to steal you from me."

"Even if they tried, I wouldn't let them."

"And the same holds for me. There's no one I would rather be with, than you."

"I love you, Bill."

"And I love you, A-kira."

"Bill... I'll be right back out." He went inside to change into formal clothes. It had been some time since he'd formalized and he preferred being proper rather than wearing his pajamas outside like Bill had mentioned he'd been doing lately.



Bill stared at his husband, "That white tux looks great on you."

"Thanks!" It was different than the pink outfit he wore, but those clothes had gotten too small now that he had a baby bump.

Bill, "I have some news too, A-kira."

"Oh? What?"



"I got a promotion at work."

Akira grinned, "That's great!"



"A-kira, can I talk to the baby?"

Akira stared at Bill, "Well... okay. I did read that talking to the baby might be good."

Bill smiled and then leaned down to speak. "Daddys' gonna get you a teddy bear. I bet you'd love one. I'm your Daddy, Bill. And Akira, he's your Papa. You're very much wanted and will be loved."

Akira loved how much Bill was into being a father. And he felt the same as Bill. Their child would be very much loved.

"Do you also want to listen, Bill?"



"May I?"

Akira nodded, smiling as he leaned so that his baby bump was sticking out a bit more.

Bill lowered his head to Akira's stomach, "I hear something... maybe your heartbeat and the babies, or... I'm not sure. But I think its a good sign."

He thought so too.



When Bill backed away, Akira gasped, placing a hand over his baby bump.

Bill, concerned, asked, "Are you okay A-kira? Is the baby..."

Akira smiled at Bill, "The baby is fine. The little one just kicked as all."

Bill hadn't heard or felt that. Lifting his hand toward Akiras' stomach, he asked, "May I?"

Akira chuckled, "You don't have to ask, go ahead and touch. This is our baby."

"I'll always ask, because you might have moments where you don't want to be touched. It happens, whether or not one is with child. Although usually I think its just when one is feeling unwell."

But, Bill did place his hand on his spouses stomach and stared in awe, "I felt the baby... thats got to hurt, A-kira."

Akira shook his head. "Not really, just a tickle... well, it did hurt... a little. But not too much."



Bill couldn't help it, he wanted to hug Akira and as he got up from the position he'd been in as he felt the baby's movement, he wrapped his arms around Akira. "I love you, A-kira."

"You say that so much. Please don't ever stop saying it. I love you too."

"There will never be a day that I don't say I love you, A-kira."

"And there wont be a day where I don't respond that I too, love you, Bill."

There embrace lasted several long moments, the pair reluctant to let go, even for a short time, of each other.

The next night, Akira as he was about to go to bed, his labor began. "Bill!" He groaned out in pain.

Bill ran to his side. "What is it, A-kira?"

"The baby... the baby is coming..."

Bill looked like he was about to faint, but instead called a taxi.

Akira arrived, but Bill wasn't there. The taxi driver had left Bill behind, too terrified that if she didn't get Akira to the hospital he might explode and die. How did men give birth anyway?

Walking toward the entrance of the hospital, Akira noted a blue telephone or police box. "I wonder... there are doctors here."



Bill didn't arrive too far behind Akira, with him, he brought Akiras' things and met him at the local hospital.



Luckily the first labor and birth went off without a hitch. But, because Akira was a man, he had to have a C-section. But, he and Bill got to go home with a baby girl named Callie. (Callie was named by a rp gtalk friend of mine and thus why a simbaby already had a name picked out.)



Bill followed behind them, carrying everything that belonged to them and the diapers he'd bought inside the hospital to fit their new daughter, Callie.

In the taxi, Akira turned to gaze at Bill, a great big smile on his face, "Callie is going to be Daddys' little girl, I can just see it in your eyes."

Bill grinned, "Well, I can't deny that'un. But, if we have any more young'uns they'll all be Daddy and Papas girls and boys."

"No matter what, they'll be loved."

"That they will, A-kira, that they will."



Unfortunately, when they got home, they were faced with yet another bill that the mail-lady had just dropped off. Thankfully, it was only for 91 simoleons. Which meant they still had enough to at least purchase a crib for their daughter, Callie. It was at that moment both Akira and Bill were glad they'd not been blessed with multiples - though they would have loved all of them.



Because they could not afford to build another bedroom, or any room for that matter, they placed the crib in their room. At least until they had the means to build another bedroom - and with both their jobs, perhaps it wouldn't take too long. Though Akira worried about whether he might be fired, because some had already taken to calling him a freak - despite the prevalence of other men giving birth, often mysteriously and far more often after an abduction.

Bill placed a hand on his beloved shoulder, "It will be fine Akira. Remember, we have love on our side."

Akira, holding their daughter in one arm, patted with his free hand, Bills hand where it rested on his shoulder. "You're right, Bill. Love will always be the victor."

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Stay tuned for Chapter 1.3

Chapter 1.3: Do You Want Another Baby?



Seeing that the hospital had taken care of Callies' needs (who rolled Insane and Genius), Akira decided to tuck her into her crib. Babies needed plenty of rest. It was too bad that right after the birth, Bill had had to go right off to work. Really, in Akiras' mind, Bill should have been given that day off.

"It's okay Callie. Sleep now. Your Daddy will be home soon enough to give you lots of cuddles. Your Papa has a few things he needs to do."



Which included making the bed.



But, it was difficult to take his eyes off his precious angel for even a moment.



Akira needed his energy. He was hungry and in order to continue taking care of Callie, he had to maintain what strength he had. That way she could grow up to be a darling of society. A strong woman with a charming personality. (Too bad she's an insane genius.)



Choking on a lettuce leaf, he shook his head. "And I always loved autumn salad. But this is just... terrible." (Yeah, right. He probably didn't chew it enough and had a hard time getting it down, because of it.)



Akira smiled, "Mhmmn, that was delicious."



(This picture, just because of his expression... trying to figure out what kind it is.)




Akira grinned and thought to himself, 'Now, it is time to formalize. I really love wearing my formal wear!'




It looks as though Akira is not pleased with the empty, dirty plate. It probably doesn't fit with his formal attire.

And, as usual, he loves to practice his Pink Guitar outside by the mailbox. Bill should be pleased that his husband isn't out in his skivvies again.



Of course, a baby that is in need of her Papa, will win Akiras' heart over every time.

Akira smiled at his little girl, "You're a precious little princess, Callie. I hope you'll always remember that I and your Daddy love you so very much."

Callie just smiled and stared at him, but probably didn't want to be let go of. Time with her parent was what she needed and wanted the most.



"Callie, someday, you'll be world famous. I can just picture it." But famous for what? Akira didn't know, but he was certain that she would attain some level of stardom in whatever career path she chose in her future.



"Whose Papas' girl? Whose Papas' girl?" Akira played with his first born child by lifting her in the air.



"You are Callie. You are!" He nuzzled her nose with his.



And then, for added measure, proceeded to give her tummy a raspberry.



After playtime, was meal time for the young Scriven infant. And Akira was more than willing to feed her a healthy brand of formulated milk.




And then, it was time for little Callie to rest again. But, Akira, if he could have, would have held her while multitasking. But, not whilst he was cooking. Because he didn't wish to accidentally burn her.

"Now my little girl
close your tired eyes
give dreamland a whirl
someday you'll win a prize
now my little girl
close your tired eyes."

Akira sang the short lullaby to his daughter. It wasn't the type of song for the type of music he was practicing on his guitar. But, it helped to get his daughter to sleep - for the time being.



After the labors of birth and taking care of Callie, Akira decided that it was time to take a bath. He figured he had at least enough time for one, before his and Bills' little princess would need any more attending to.

Later that day, Bill Scriven, Akira Scrivens' spouse got out of work.



When he arrived home, the first thing he did was pay the bills of 41 simoleons. It looked like Akira wasn't the only one in need of a bath if the green gaseous stuff coming off of him was any indication.

Bill frowned to himself and thought, 'I'd better take a bath. I hope Akira doesn't come too close right now..."

No doubt Bill was worried that Akiras' nose might be offended by his noxious odor.



Once he had taken a bath, Bill decided it was time to finally see Callie after witnessing Akira give birth to her.



And, just as he got to her crib to pick her up, his little girl started crying.

"Com'on now Callie. You love your Daddy, don't you?"

Callie responded only by continuing to cry.



Once Bill picked up Callie, he noticed that she was a bit stinky.

"Ah, now I see what the problem is. Ya need a change."

And with a magical toss in the air, Callie got a diaper change.



"There now, all better, right Callie?"



Bill thought his daughter was as cute as a button and couldn't resist giving her a cuddle - even though she wasn't demanding one right at that percise moment.



"Whose Daddy's little girl?"



"Callie is! That's right Callie. You're Daddy's little girl."



Realizing that Callie probably needed something to eat, Bill prepared a bottle of formula for her to drink. As a newborn, she could only handle liquids, no solids as yet.

And whilst Bill was busy taking care of Callie, someone got some much deserved and very much needed rest.

Whilst Akira slept, he dreamt again of musical scores. What is a virtuoso in the musical career field to dream of? Other than of course his spouse or offspring.



Bill, once Callie was taken care of and asleep in her crib, decided to go to the library. There looked to be an invisible taxi on the street just outside the building. Bill didn't really pay all that much attention to them or what was going on as he went inside.



But it was evident, to any passerby, that thought it was late in the evening, people were flocking to the library. It really was nice to see so many taking an interest in literature.



Inside, he saw someone, not quite like he was used to. A blue fairy who was practicing his aura, it looked like something in that direction, anyway.



Bill, deciding that he and Akira could do with some new friends, decided to introduce himself.



"Hello, I'm Bill Scriven."

"Hi. I'm Jaisyn Jacobi. Nice to meet you."

That wasn't all Jaisyn had to say.





Bill left the library after Jaisyn said he didn't wish to form a group as he was too tired and had to get home.



Once he was dropped off, he decided to donate 100 simoleons to Charity. He is a good sim, after all.



After checking on Callie and taking care of her needs, he decided that he too should sleep.

Akira, sensing his husbands warmth, scooted over next to him, curling up against his back. Of course, there was a certain food item on his mind - even though it wasn't on his list of favorite foods.



And of course, the entire family of three were all snoozing away, together.



When Akira awoke, he went to check on Callie, ever the considerate Papa, her needs came before his own.



Of course, it looked like Akira wasn't quite yet fully awake if his eyes were anything to go by as he held his infant daughter in his arm.



Bill woke up not long after Akira and went to get left overs of autumn salad from the fridge. (This shot is a blooper)



Akira joined his husband Bill, for a very early mornign meal.

"Bill, were you as hungry as I feel?"

"A'yup. I sure 'nough was A-kira. Good thing we had leftovers so we didn't have to cook."

"And all thanks to you Bill. You know I usually only cook waffles and then we just eat that till they're gone."

"Well, until we start bringing in more simoleons, its the most economical way for us and it takes less time to cook for a group and for just oneself. And now, we have Callie to consider."



Akira, as Bill got up to go wash his plate, "That we do. But, I'm happy she's with us."

Bill smiled whilst a lone bubble rose into the air, "Me too, A-kira. She's our precious little princess."

Akira smiled as well, "Our darling little angel."

"That too."



After they ate, Akira went to relax on the bed.

"Bill, come join me."



Without hesitation, Bill went to relax on the bed with his husband and the pair of them cuddled up.



Akira then asked, "Bill, do you want another baby?" He hoped that he did. They already had one, but, Akira would love to have at least one more so that Callie had someone to play with whilst she was growing up.

And thankfully, Bill replied.

"Of course I would, A-kira. I'd love to have a big family with you. I love you."

"I love you too, Bill."

It wasn't too long after that a baby chime could be heard by the one playing the game.


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Stay tuned for Chapter 1.4: