Rantaro hadn't heard from Kokichi in weeks, despite being 'brothers from another mother' or however that phrase went.

Kokichi goes and calls him, and the first thing he finds out is that he adopted a child.

hE aDoPtEd A cHiLd.

Rantaro brought it up with Korekiyo in conversation the other day while the former was making dinner.

"Hey, Kiyo, did you know Ko had a child?"

"I see they finally went without the condom." (A/N: Slides Trans Shuichi headcannon in)

"No, they adopted."

"Ah."

They stood in silence for a bit after that.

"Rantaro?"

"Yeah?"

"We're married and all that, right?"

"Where are you going with this?"

"Would you like to adopt a child with me?"

Rantaro stumbled, and almost burnt himself on the stove, "Of fucking course!"

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Rantaro and Korekiyo walked to the nearest adoption center near their house. In fact, it was the same one Kokichi and Shuichi went to.

While walking in, they were greeted by an employee who just arrived.

"Welcome! Would you like to adopt a child?" The woman smiled brightly.

Rantaro nodded, tightening his grip on Korekiyo's hand.

"What age range?"

"Four to six, thank you very much," Korekiyo answered.

"Okie doki loki! Follow me please!"

The couple followed the woman to a room.

Inside was a playroom with lots of children running around.

"Go in!" The woman ushered them.

Rantaro pulled Korekiyo into the room and looked around.

Immediately, one child stood out to them.

It was a girl with bright pink hair in two pigtails standing on top of a desk.

All the other children was around her.

"Bow down! I'm the most beautiful girl here, so I am the leader and the queen!"

Narcissistic, much?

She pointed at a boy with light green hair playing with a truck, "You! Be my king!"

The boy glanced up at her, "No."

The girl fumed, jumping off the table and stomping towards him, "I'm pretty! So whatever I say, you do!"

She grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards her. He slapped her hand away, "Beauty isn't going to get you everywhere in the world."

The girl slapped him, "Yes it is, you idiot! You have to do as I say! So be my king!"

The boy flipped her off, "For the record, I thought that Kiyomi was prettier than you."

"How would the freak be more pretty than me?"

"It's called beauty on the inside, idiot."

Rantaro walked over to them, "Hey, now, let's break it up."

The girl just now realized that there were people who wanted to adopt in the room.

She held up her hands, "Adopt me! I'm super cute and kawaii~!"

The boy waved, "I'm Katashi. She's Kanon."

Was it just Rantaro, or did all the kids here have Japanese names?

Kanon hugged Rantaro's leg, "Adopt me! Adopt me! I'm better than the rest of these idiots!"

Crossing her off the list...

Korekiyo walked over, observing the children, "Humanity is so beautiful."

Kanon's face scrunched up in disgust, "Wait. Are you here adopting with him?"

"Yes?" Rantaro knew where this was heading.

"Ew! I don't want to be adopted by gay people!"

Ah, the old homophobic. Nice to meet you, old friend. Not.

Kanon ran away, whining loudly while Rantaro shook his head.

Katashi stood up, "I dislike people like her. They always think because they're 'pretty' or 'hot' or whatever, they can do whatever they want."

Korekiyo tilted his head, "Why not use the word hate?"

Katashi glanced at Korekiyo, "Hate is a very strong word. I'd like to avoid it as much as possible."

Rantaro and Korekiyo looked at each other, nodding.

He turned to Katashi again, "Are you willing to be adopted?"

Katashi blinked, "Really?" The giddiness in his voice only furthered their commitment.

Rantaro ruffled his hair, "Yeah."

Katashi threw their hands up in the air, "Whoo!" He quickly shot them back down, and regained his calmness, "Thank you."

"No problem."