Okay, so I've had this hidden around in my phone's memo pad and when I stumbled across it, I thought, what the hell, let's upload it.

"Congratulations, you're now a mom and dad." Rima reached her arms out for him, a smile adorning her tired face. She felt weak but strong at the same time. The blue lump in her arms stirred and stared up at her with recognition, and she couldn't help but smile even wider.

"It's a shame I can't hold both of them at the same time." Her smile fell a bit but she decided that this was a lot more important than just being sad, after all, someone else would be there to take care of him, because of that deal.

Nagihiko looked up from where he sat, that foreboding look on his face failing a bit before the serious gleam in his eyes returned. He watched how the baby in Rima's arms clutched onto her finger, desperately gripping onto it as if it were a life line. He looked down and stared at the baby in his own arms and found him staring back at him rather curiously. He was obviously looking for his mother.

"...I'm not that cruel." Nagihiko stood up from the chair and approached the bed, he settled on his knees so that the baby was face to face with his mother. He gripped onto a fistful of blonde dishevelled hair and Rima didn't really seem to mind.

"I feel so bad..." Rima whispered, her grip on the baby in her arms tightening. Her eyes were glazed over and she swallowed the lump in her throat, refusing to give into her forming tears. "Why are we doing this Nagihiko, isn't there any other way?"

Nagihiko stared at her for a moment, observing her. She looked tired, after sixteen hours of anticipated delivery she couldn't really be at fault. Her blonde hair was still in its loose ponytail, the hospital gown on her a little too big to be flattering. He felt sad, knowing that he was going to miss this, miss her.

"I'm so sorry Rima." He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the expression on her face. "I told you that you shouldn't have loved me. I told you to choose someone else."

"I know you did," her soft voice whispered. "But as usual, I didn't listen. You'll be leaving Kessho and taking Koisku, correct?"

She was staring at her baby again, and a shudder went through her body. She closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath, her free hand moving to untangle the fist Koisku had made in her hair.

"Oh god Nagihiko- this is too hard, just go, please!"

"Rima!" He was startled when the blonde woman pushed him gently, because of the baby in his arms, away from the bed. She refused to look at him, so she buried her face in the warmth of the baby she was carrying.

"Just go..." Her voice was low, breaking and a sign of defeat. "I can't... I can't..."

"Rima," Nagihiko began but Rima cut him off.

"Just go now," she begged, raising her head at the slightest. "Before I take Koisku too..."

Nagihiko's jaw clenched at the threat and he looked down at the baby in his arms, thought about what Rima had said, then sighed. Nothing was worth the trouble of fighting for something he would cause. In defeat, he leaned down and kissed the baby in Rima's arms and she did the same to the one in his. Their eyes met for a second and Nagihiko gave in.

The kiss they shared was long, savouring and oh so bitter sweet. The babies complained at the sudden bone crushing embrace and Nagihiko quickly moved away, to ease the infant in his arms' discomfort.

"I... I better go," he breathed out. Rima nodded her head, a small sad smile on her face as she watched her second son and her children's father walk away.

"Goodbye Nagihiko," she called after him. He resisted the urge to turn back around. "Take care of Koisku."

Thoughts?