Love.

It had been a wonderful three years to me. Well, three and a half. I never expected myself to find love and have a family. Really, I didn't. And I sure as hell didn't expect myself to marry the one man who was responsible for countless murders. Nevertheless, I am satisfied with the way my life is. No more troubles coming our way. No more nights of sleeping with a knife underneath my pillow. No more destruction. My name is Taki and I'm a proud mother of two little monsters married to a handsome German.

I remember when I first heard of Siegfried years ago. He was an experienced mercenary with the burden for killing his own father. If I can recall correctly, his band of thieves had ambushed his father's party of knights and it was his blade that had put an end to his life. He took it pretty hard and convinced himself that the dreadful Soul Edge was the one thing that killed his father. Our friend, Sophitia, had fought and supposedly killed Soul Edge's host. Cervantes de Leon. We thought it was over so I had enough courtesy to take Sophitia back home, to where she belonged. Not long after, that bastard Cervantes was resurrected and Siegfried delivered the final blow on the Dread Pirate. He took the male half of Soul Edge and consequently turned into the infamous mass-murderer known as Nightmare, the Azure Terror. It took him years to regain his sanity and separate himself from the revolting being. But Siegfried and I had managed to rid the world of Nightmare's existence.

"Is it over?" I remember asking Siegfried.

"Yes... it's over. We can go our separate ways now. You can live your life the way you wanted to and I can finally feel accomplished of redeeming myself," he told me.

"But... my life would be pointless now..."

"Pointless? How so? Aren't people waiting for your return back at Japan?"

"No, although I wish there were. My biological family was taken away from me years ago. And what's left of my old organization has disbanded."

"I see. I apologize."

"Apologize? Why would you apologize? You did nothing wrong against me to hold a grudge towards you. You have to stop asking for forgiveness one day, you know. You're not that special."

"Well, what are you going to do now?"

"I... I was hoping... that we could travel together, maybe? Extinguish the world from all of these demons."

"It will be a hard task, but I'm up for the challenge." Siegfried smiled to me when he said that. He looked so handsome at the time. He still is. That smile, the same face that caused all of the calamity across the world, melted my heart. It seems that I made the right choice by having Siegfried as my companion on my endeavor to eliminate any harmful threats regarding the cursed sword.

I remember that day. He destroyed Soul Edge and Soul Calibur. He had defeated Inferno inhabiting Nightmare's body and he had laid Algol's soul to rest. The day that the future had the probability to shine for a better tomorrow. The day it was all over.

I snapped out of my reverie as soon as I heard the door open and in came the German knight. I flashed him a smile and he gave me his. He looked exhausted, as if he had just came home from a campaign. He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I leaned closer to him and familiarized myself with him by placing my hands on his chest. He may be short, but for a short European, he was muscular. I can safely say that all of that time swinging a ridiculously proportionate zweihander was the cause for his masculine physique. For a while, all he did was look into each other's eyes, smiling and enjoying the silent moment we're having together.

"I smell dinner. Smells delicious," Siegfried says, noticing the scent coming from the kitchen.

"It should be. I used to do this a lot when I was younger."

"Cooking?"

"No, throwing pheasants in an oven and watching them broil. Of course cooking."

"Looks like somebody went hunting. That's the man's job."

"And you weren't around to do the groceries, mister."

"I would have if I weren't summoned by Kilik and Maxi."

"Kilik and Maxi are in Germany?"

"Yes. They decided to tour Europe now that everything's peaceful."

"What about their female companion? What was her name..."

"Xiangshizzlefritz or something."

"I don't think her name is that complicated."

"I can't be bothered to remember it. Hard to remember."

"Ah, yes! Xianghua! Isn't she with them?"

"What did you expect? She hasn't given up hope in establishing a relationship with Kilik."

"What a spontaneous little girl. They're almost the same age."

"You can say that again."

"What is that supposed to mean, Schtauffen?"

"You're a Schtauffen, too. Mrs. Schtauffen, actually."

"You know what I mean."

"There's a six age difference between us, love."

"So? What prevented that from the attraction between us?"

"Nothing." Siegfried grinned at me.

"My point exactly." I chuckled at him.

I can tell Siegfried was feeling some form of excitement. His breathing pattern was raspy and he was hugging me slightly tighter. I kissed him on the lips and his hand was traveling my back. Then his hand went down lower and cupped my buttock and his other hand was massaging my breast. That got me into the mood. We kept kissing feverishly and kept groping each other. Siegfried moved me against the wall where he then lifted me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist. We would stop kissing for a few moments just to get some breath before continuing to press unto each other's lips again. He was about to remove my blouse, but a voice interrupted us.

"Mommy! Mommy!" the voice cried out.

Siegfried let me down as I unwrapped my legs and adjusted my skirt. I fixed my hair and I saw a small boy with blond hair running towards us. It was Frederick. Siegfried had wanted to honor his father by naming our second born after him. He had his father's eyes and hair colour, but he had my face. He ran up to me first and wrapped his tiny arms around my legs. I smiled and leaned down to reach to his height. I hugged him and then planted a kiss on his cheek.

"What is it, Frederick?" I asked.

"Is supper ready yet? I'm getting hungwy." Frederick's stomach growled and I just giggled.

"Yeah, no kidding. When is supper, darling?" Siegfried asked. His stomach growled as well. Like father, like son.

"Should be ready soon. I'm just letting the soup cook and then we can eat. Call your sister, baby," I told him. He ran quickly to his sister's room with a rush of anticipation.

"Sora, it's almost dinner!" he shouted.

"Do we have time to play, Mrs. Schtauffen?" Siegfried inquired suggestively.

"Not right now, honey. I have to check the cooking."

"W-what? B-b-but I just got back from a day's worth of touring Kilik, Maxi and Xianghua!" Siegfried complained. I laughed at that. He was acting like a little in need for something special.

"We can have some fun later tonight. Until then, keep your libido to yourself... Mr. Schtauffen."

"Fine, but I better be satisfied."

"You're not the only one who should be expecting to be satisfied."

"Touché."

I stride over to the kitchen to check if everything is ready. I opened up the pot and noticed that the vegetables were boiling intensely in the water. I grabbed a small spoon and scooped up a few carrots, onions and zucchinis to taste it. Dinner is ready.

I called my little dumplings and my horny husband over to the dining room. I saw Sora and Frederick bickering together as soon as they came into view. I gave them that You-Two-Better-Stop-Fighting-Or-Else-You're-Not-Getting-Any-Chocolate-Cake stare to quell their sibling rivalry. They stopped at that and Siegfried chuckled. Then I gave him the Don't-Bother-Trying-To-Make-Fun-Of-Me-Or-Else-You're-Not-Getting-Any-Pussy-Tonight look. Siegfried understood and he gulped in nervousness. I placed the food in the middle of the dining table and my kids were inhaling the scent. By the looks on their face, they were approving my cooking. By the way, did I forget to mention they're twins? Sora is twelve minutes older than Frederick. We all grabbed each other's hands to bless the table before we devour the fiesta plates in front of us.

"Would somebody like to bless the table? Honey?" I looked at Siegfried expectantly.

"Rub-a-dub-dub-dub, thanks for the grub." Siegfried reached in for the soup in front of him. I smacked him with the serving spoon and he pulled back, rubbing his hand.

"In all seriousness, Siegfried."

"What? What and who am I supposed to pray for? You're a Buddhist and I'm a Roman Catholic," he retorted.

"A simple 'Thank you for the food' would have sufficed."

"Fine, fine. Thank you for the food, all of you gods and religious figures from different religions."

"Better. Okay, you can eat."

"Eat what?" Siegfried wiggled his eyebrows knowingly.

"The food, you dolt." I saw Siegfried's expression change from that comment I gave him and I giggled. I served the twins first and then myself.

"Daddy," Sora spoke up.
"What is it, sweetie?" Siegfried said with a mouthful of potatoes in his mouth.

"Why do you keep a broken sword with you?"

"For sentimental reasons."

"What kind?"

"Memories. It reminds me of your grandfather."

"Oh. Was he a nice man?"

"Absolutely. They used to call him the Gentle Knight when I was just your age."

"Cool!" Frederick said.

"Okay, children, we can ask questions later but for now... LET'S EAT!" Siegfried exclaimed. Our kids laughed at his enthusiasm to eat and began eating their food. If it's not food that Siegfried wants, it's sex. And if it's neither, then I don't know what the hell goes on in his mind.

After dinner, I put the little ones to bed. I told them stories I heard of when I visited many countries. Stories like these always put my angels to sleep. When I was done, they fell asleep right away. I softly tucked them in and went to the master bedroom where I saw Siegfried laying on our bed with his left leg extending out and his right leg curled up. He was shirtless and it showed off his muscular designs. He stared at me like a hungry wolf and his eyes roamed my body. I gingerly walked up to him and removed my blouse, exposing my voluptuous body to him. Siegfried groaned and sat up to feel my breasts as both hands cupped and massaged them. Then he proceeded to suckle on my right breast as I cocked my head back and moaned. He grabbed me and pushed me on the bed, quickly pulling his pants down. It exposed his member and I grabbed it with my left hand, rubbing the shaft up and down. He seemed appeased as his breathing was starting to get rapid. He removed my skirt and he inserted his member into my womanhood. I felt the warmness and the thick shaft inside of me. I moaned in pleasure as Siegfried began kissing my neck. As he kept thrusting, I bucked my hips upwards and moved in sync with his body. The more he thrust, the more pleasurable it became. I suddenly felt myself starting to loosen up as a wave of orgasm extracted from me. I could have sworn I climaxed three times before he reached his peak after what seemed to be for approximately one hour. After we finished, we departed our bodies. I felt that rush of blood crawling up my body. I felt so hot and I was sweating like no tomorrow. I wrapped one arm on my husband's body and laid on his chest. I felt so tired. I closed my eyes and dozed off into dream world. I had never thought I would be the type who would fall in love and settle down. Never. Yet, here I am with somebody who I used to view as my enemy, naked in bed with two children sleeping in their rooms. Never experiencing love before, I was amazed at what it can give you. If this is what it's like to be in love, then I wouldn't trade anything in the world for it. Love. I don't care what kind of love I would be in. The world needs more of it, regardless of what form it takes.