a/n: aaaahhh I really should be working on the third chapter of emerald samurai, but I have so many scenes in my head I need to get out and I'm so sorry. Anyway, I'll get on with the intro notes and rant afterwards...

characters/pairings: Fudou/Fuyuka

rating: K+

warnings: I get the feeling Fudou is kinda ooc but apart from that, nothing I guess?

notes: written on a plane at three in the morning. Formerly uploaded to my old writing blog.

Fudou paced anxiously in the waiting room. He glanced at the clock for the fourth time in the past minute. His hands were shoved deep in his pockets so he wouldn't start gnawing on his fingers.

Five hours. It had been five hours since his wife had gone into labour and five hours since he rushed to get her to hospital in time.

Five hours, fourty nine minutes and twenty three seconds.

A door suddenly opened. Fudou glanced over at the nurse who had just appeared. She smiled gently at him.

"Fudou-san?"

"Is she alright? Did everything go ok? Oh god, she's not dead is she?"

"Just follow me."

Her answer only made him more anxious. He hurried after her, trying not to hyperventilate. Oh God, what if she was dead? What if they both were? He hadn't even been there for her, if she hadn't made it then—

The nurse pushed open the door and Fudou all but fell over himself trying to get inside.

"Fuyuka!"

"Shh… Akio, you'll wake her up…"

He heaved a sigh of relief when he heard her voice, hurrying over to the bed where his wife rested. She looked exhausted, and she had obviously been crying, but she was clutching something to her chest, and the proud look on her face told Fudou all he needed to know.

"Let me see her," He said as he sat down on the chair by her head. She nodded, a huge smile on her face, and held the baby towards him.

"Be careful with her," She warned jokingly. He nodded and took the bundle of blankets from her; the bundle that contained their child.

Fudou had never been overly fond of babies. When he was forced to house-sit some of his friend's kids, he couldn't stand the little twerps. But upon seeing the sleeping face of the little girl in his arms, Fudou's eyes filled with tears of pride. He was a father. A father! He was quite certain that he was the proudest man who ever lived at that moment.

"She's beautiful," He breathed, glancing back up at Fuyuka. Unsurprisingly, the purple haired woman was also tearful.

"I know," She whispered back, reaching out to place her hand over his. "She's going to have your eyes, I know she is."

"She's going to be as beautiful as you."

Fuyuka giggled at his words, silent tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I never thought you'd say something like that, Akio," She chuckled, withdrawing her hand and leaning back into her pillows. "It's not every day you say something nice like that."

"It's not every day I become a dad," He reminded her, hugging their daughter gently to his chest. "Christ. Don't tell anyone about this, got it?"

"I think they'll figure it out themselves…" She murmured, eyes fluttering closed. "I'm so tired, though. I think I need some sleep."

"Alright," He nodded, despite the fact she couldn't see him. "I'll stay here until you wake up."

"Really…? Don't you want to go home…?"

"Not without you and squirt here."

She laughed again, turning to face him and opening her eyes.

"Squirt? That's not the best name for our child."

"Then should we decide on one?"

"Hm…" Her blue eyes fluttered closed again. "How about… Yukiko?"

"Yukiko… Huh…" Fudou glanced down at his daughter again. "I like it. Yukiko."

"I'm—" She was cut off by her own yawn. "Glad… Goodnight then, Akio, Yukiko."

"Sleep well, Fuyuka."

Within seconds, his wife had drifted off, and was snoring lightly. He snickered quietly, turning his full attention to the baby in his arms. To his surprise, she had woken up, and was staring at him with big blue eyes.

"Hey there," He whispered quietly. "Welcome to the world, squirt," The child didn't react, simply kept staring at him. Hey, at least she wasn't crying.

"Your mommy says you're going to have my eyes, you know," He continued, face softening as he looked at her. "So enjoy those blue ones while you've got them. The Fudou gene'll get to you soon enough." She lolled her head, leaning against his chest.

"… I'm kind of an ass," He admitted quietly, glad the nurse had left earlier. "So sometimes your mommy and I might fight. But remember, squirt, that I love your mom very much. And I love you as much as I love her." With that conclusion, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

For a moment, he swore he saw a smile on the child's face.

a/n: aaaahhhh so there we go,,,,,

wow I like this couple idk why it just seems cute to me

so yeah this is just gonna be a collection of various scenes I cook up in my head, au, time-fucky bullshit and all

so yeah,,,,,

I might open requests for some, later? Should I? ;u;