Disclaimer: I own nothing from ToS, all characters, ect, belong to Namco. Aside from Emiko. She is of my own creation.

A/N: Okay, so I've been toying with the idea for this for a very long time, and finally got it out in typed format. I know it's short, but hopefully the chapters will get longer. I may revise this later and make changes, it is late here and I'm sure I'll realize how bad this will be in the morning. But oh well.

The Other Aurion

Kratos Aurion had never expected this. He had no idea when he met Anna that he would become a father, much less the father of two children at the same time. Now that didn't mean he wasn't happy, quite on the contrary, he was elated as he sat beside his wife, holding his newborn daughter. He simply had not been expecting twins eight months and twenty-six days ago when he and Anna had found out they were going to become parents. The auburn haired man felt a bit, well; dorky since he knew exactly how many days it had been since they were to be parents. He was shaken from his thoughts as Anna called him.

"Kratos, we need to give her a name." Anna smiled as her husband jerked from his thoughts and looked at her in confusion for a moment. That's right. The boy, Lloyd, they had already picked out a name for a boy. Well, it was better put that Anna had wanted him to be named Lloyd, and after a very long night, she was granted her wish. Looking down at his daughter, Kratos pondered on what to call her. What was a good name for a girl? Alice, Mary, Kate? No, none of those fit her. Once again, Anna intruded on Kratos' thoughts.

"I think her name should be up to you. She is, after all, you're daughter, and I got to name little Lloydie." The brunette beside him cooed to her son, causing the chubby swathed if a blanket to make a face both were sure was one of happiness.

"Are you implying that Lloyd is not my son?" Kratos asked, raising a playful eyebrow at his wife. Both chuckled and Anna carefully leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek, ever careful not to put her son in an awkward position.
"He's your son as well, but I think you're going to have a heck of a time raising a girl. She'll be your biggest challenge." The brunette giggled as the Seraph gave her a huffy look.
"I'll be able to take care of her fine, just you wait and see. I'll take care of them like a proper father would." He stated simply, though the twinkle in his eye ruined his attempt to look offended. Anna simply smiled.
"I know you will." Kratos looked back at his daughter, staring at the small package. She fit in the nook of his one arm. She was the smallest thing he had ever held. Well, that wasn't true, but he didn't care. She was slightly smaller then Lloyd, just a pound or so lighter. The few times he had really concentrated when her eyes were open, he noticed they were the exact same color his were. What was he going to name her? Scanning through his vast, ancient mind like it were a library of sorts, he went through ever name he could think of. Lisa? Or perhaps she was a Melissa? But no, he didn't like any of those. And then he had it. It was the perfect name for his little girl.

"Emiko." He said confidently. Anna looked at him a little puzzled.

"Emiko?" she asked, looking to him for answers as Lloyd dozed in her arms.

"Yes, it's an old Mizuho word for smiling child…" Now he was a bit unsure. He once again felt silly and like he had picked something bad. This had become a common feeling since he met Anna. Though it was to be expected, his life had suddenly been filled with new experiences. Anna noticed his hesitance and smiled, reaching out and touching his cheek for a moment and then brushing her fingers lightly over Emiko's head.

"It's the perfect name for her. You are very sweet to give her such a name." she said, suppressing a giggle as the man before her bit back a flush. It satisfied him however, to know he was not wrong in his naming. It had been almost two millennia since he had had to name something. But Noishe didn't seem to hate his name. Perhaps he wasn't as bad at this as he thought? He shifted on the bed and dimmed the oil lamp next to him. Lying with the sleeping Emiko on his chest, he smiled at his spouse.

"You should get some rest, now that we've got two of them; we're both going to be up a lot." Of course it wasn't a problem for him, he only needed to sleep once or so a week, but he knew he wouldn't be much help with that during the nightly calls for whatever his children might need until they were weaned. Anna nodded and very carefully settled Lloyd between her and Kratos. Getting comfortable herself, she kissed Kratos sweetly.
"Good night, love."

"Good night, my angel."

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It was not long before Lloyd was wailing between his parents, effectively waking his sister who began to whimper and sniffle with him. Both were roughly twenty months old now. Lloyd was beginning to grow in a shock of spiky, thick hair that was a perfect chocolate brown, just a shade or two darker then his mothers. He also shared his mothers molten brown eyes. And at twenty months, he was rather chubby. Kratos would have found it cute were it not his turn to get out of his nice warm spot on the bed and feed whoever needed feeding, change whoever needed changing and soothe whoever needed soothing. Emiko, unlike her brother, had not inherited much of her mother's traits so far. Her hair was a red that reminded her father of the reddest coals in the fire. Her eyes as well matched her father's more, being the deepest of maroons. Still chubby by nature, she was a bit smaller then her brother, and much, much easier to handle. The boy was eager, curious and spouted out his own language as often as possible. He put everything in his mouth and often craved the attention of his mother and father, always attempting to get their attention some how. But the girl, seemed quite content in herself. She spoke her dithering baby language on occasion, but not nearly as often as Lloyd. She was fairly independent in amusing herself, hardly ever pestering her parents for their attention. She was sufficient in keeping herself busy until her parents had time for her simply by observing the world around her. Her curiosity burned just as brightly as Lloyd's she simply preferred not to vocalize her questions. This is what Kratos thought of while he sat on the edge of the bed, feeding Lloyd at 1:47 AM, like clock-work every night. He supposed he had it alright though. Emiko slept through the night most nights now, and Lloyd was content with his post midnight snack and usually only woke his family if something else was disturbing him terribly. Once the boy in his lap was satisfied, Kratos set the bottle aside and lay back down with a slight yawn. Lloyd crawled back over to his spot on his mother's stomach and Kratos replaced his sniveling daughter back onto his bare chest. He smiled tiredly and ran his fingers up and down her back in a soothing manner.

"Shhh, my baby." He murmured softly, along with other calming words until the little girl was calm and asleep again. Yes, she defiantly was less work then Lloyd, but he loved his family dearly. Kratos knew nothing could ever make him as happy as this had. He was the father of two wonderful children and his wife was the most amazing woman he'd ever met. Yes, this was defiantly what he wanted. His family.

A/N: Well, that's the first chapter. Please review, I feel I will definatly need the input.

~K.A.L