Notes – Written for a meme I posted on LJ asking people to give me a pairing and I'd drabble about that pairing's offspring. Cypsiman2 gave me Misawa/Asuka. Set in the manga 'verse, many years into the future with established Misawa/Asuka.
As the little body was handed to him, Misawa cradled their child with more care than he ever had done for anything in his life. Not even the most delicate of scientific experiments was worth more than this little girl. A chemical combination might explode in your face if you dropped it but if you dropped a baby then the consequences would be much worse…
"You can relax, you know. The way you've tensed up it seems as if you're the one who's just pushed her out of your body and not me," Asuka joked from where she lay. She was worse for what had just happened, but as worn as she was she still looked every bit as beautiful as their baby girl did and of course still had her sharp wit intact.
"I just don't want to hurt her," he whispered quietly.
She shook her head; "I don't think you could manage hurting her even by accident."
"You can never be too careful," Misawa reasoned.
"We've got plenty of time to learn how to be careful during the next twenty years while she's growing up," said Asuka, propping herself up into a sitting position, "Now can I hold her?"
"Of course," he said instantly, moving closer to ease the baby into her arms.
Just as the child was removed from him he watched her tiny little hand rise up. For a moment he thought that she was going to grasp at him thumb, but instead she slapped her little hand against his palm.
A high five.
That had been his and Asuka's symbol of sorts. They always high fived each other – first by accident when he'd gone to wave to her once, then on purpose when they'd won their tag duel and many years after they'd even traded in the traditional 'kiss the bride' moment for a good old high five.
Now it seemed that their little girl had inherited the habit too.
As he watched Asuka cuddle their child for the first time, Misawa knew that this was exactly what he wanted from the next twenty years of his life and he'd face it with the sort of inexperienced lack of knowledge that he'd never thought about facing anything with before.
He was ready.