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Doumyouji rolled over and his arm rubbed the warm skin of a young woman's back. Slowly she brought her arm across his smooth chest. "Ohayou." The words escaped before she covered his mouth with hers. They shared a passionate kiss that brought the young woman up from the bed, and before he knew what had happened she sat straddling his legs.

The phone rang. Doumyouji looked at the phone and then at the young woman sitting on top of him. She nibbled at his ear and whispered, "Tsukasa, don't answer it."

"What if it's important?" He said glancing back at the table.

"It never is." She said biting the nape of his neck.

"Tsukushi, I love you." He said as he brought the young woman in for a deep hug. "But I have to wake up now." With that he yawned as he let go of the pillow he had been bear clawing. Sleepily he reached for the phone and yawned again. "Doumyouji."

"HI DADDY!" The voice coming from the other side of the phone yelled.

"Good morning sweetheart." He said with another yawn.

"Daddy, Mommy said you were coming home today. Is that true?"

"Yes. Whose phone are you using?"

"Tsubaki-obasan's. She and Nicolette came to take me shopping."

"Where is your mommy?"

"She had to go to work."

"Where's your brother?"

The little girl on the line giggled and asked "Which one?"

He couldn't help but laugh, "Your big brother."

"He's in school, duh?"

"Well then it's time we get you in school huh?"

She let out another giggle, "Not yet Daddy." She started talking to someone beside her and when she came back to the phone she said her good byes and disconnected the line.

Doumyouji got out of bed and reopened his phone.

"Doumyouji," said the woman on the other line.

"Good morning Mrs. Doumyouji."

"Well good morning Mr. Doumyouji, how did you sleep?"

"I had good dreams." He smiled making it to the mirror, "how about you?"

"Can't complain. Your daughter misses you."

"Is she the only one?" He implied slyly.

"Of course not," she interjected sexily, "your sons miss you too." She giggled.

"Great." He rolled his eyes. "I'll be home for dinner, so don't cook I want to take you guys out tonight."

"Sounds good, I'll wrap things up early today. Love you."

"I love you Tsukushi." With that he jumped in the shower.


Doumyouji ran through his day. He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he finished his last meeting. He bowed slightly as the older men finished signing the contracts and started leaving the office.

"I need a vacation." He complained to his mother who stood next to him collecting her papers.

"Married life has made you lazy."

"No, eight straight weeks of running around the world has made me tried."

"Whatever you say Tsukasa." She walked to the door. "Tell your family I said hello. Be careful getting to the hotel, it's raining."

"I'm flying home today."

"Well," she said searching for the words, "just be careful, you look exhausted. I'll see you at the office when you get back."

"Take care you old battleaxe." He called out to her as she batted her hand from the door.


The plane ride was only five hours long, but it seemed like an eternity. He shook his head as he got into the back of the town car.

"Konnichiha, Doumyouji-sama." His chauffer greeted as he closed the door behind him.

"Take me home Takageru-kun I have a dinner date tonight."

The ride seemed longer that usual, but then again he was getting restless being away from his family so long. He kept staring at his watch, feeling as if the time was flying while he sat in the car. He could feel his eyelids getting heavy and almost fell asleep until the car hit a substantial pothole jolting him back to consciousness.

"What's taking so long?" He started irritably.

"Sorry sir, they have the highway is closed off." Takageru looked into the review mirror at his boss. Doumyouji folded his arms and leaned back into the seat, defenseless against traffic. Distracted by his employer's response Takageru didn't notice he had ran the red light bring the car into the path of a passing 18 wheeler.


Doumyouji stood beside the car as the flames danced over the wreckage.

"H … Ho… How is this…?" His question trailed off.

"You have to get away from here." A little boy came running over to him, grabbing his hand, pulled the shocked man away from the burning lump that used to be a vehicle.

"Who are you?" He asked the little boy, who had started digging in his ear.

"Who're you?" The little boy asked back, still playing in his ear. He had short and spiky blonde hair. His blue eyes seemed dark and forlorn for some reason, and even though he was intent on finding something in his ear he looked bored.

"I'm Doumyouji Tsukasa."

"I'm not Doumyouji Tsukasa."

"So who are you?" He asked impatiently.

"Does it really matter?" The little boy asked irritated as sirens filled the air.

"No, I guess not." He watched as the little boy nodded his head and started to walk away. "Where are you going?" For no reason at all Doumyouji seemed intrigued by the little boy.

"I need to go see something, do you want to come with me." The little boy extended his hand, and without really thinking about it Doumyouji accepted the gesture and tagged along.

"What do you need to see here?" He looked around and he wasn't on the street corner anymore, but he was in a cemetery. "What could you possibly need to see in a graveyard?"

The little boy let go of his hand, ran to a woman and placed her hand in his. "I wanted to see who would miss you."

As Doumyouji came closer to the woman he could see that she wasn't alone, there were two other children standing by her side.

"Tsukushi?"

The little boy looked up at the beautiful woman whose face was dark and sullen. "She looks like she misses you a lot." He looked at the rest of the family. "They all do."

"What's going on?" Doumyouji asked looking at his wife and children dressed in black.

"Well I thought it was obvious." The little boy said walking back to the confused young man. "You're dead."