THIS STORY IS NONSENSE; I JUST WANT TO WRITE THIS ONE SHOT ABOUT THEIR BABIES.

"He looked like you a lot." Fuji smiled to Tezuka while holding their first son.

"No, he looked like you, Syuusuke." Tezuka smiled back while caressing the baby's head. Well, the baby is only 2 days old; he looked more like monkey than human. But since parents are blinded by parental love, they can see biased images about their baby in their head (data shows that some people even believed that their babies is a model; genius or the prettiest baby ever).

"He looked like you, look at those small eyes…"

"I think that's more like yours, Syuusuke."

"But look at his lips! He is totally smiling!"

"That's why it's more like yours, Syuusuke."

"No! look at those hairs… he is inheriting your hair!"

"If you say so. But I didn't know that my hair is rather brown."

Fuji stared dangerously at his husband. Tezuka realized he has overstepped the boundary. Pregnant and just given birth ladies (well, in this case: a man) are emotionally explosive, unstable. He swallowed hard.

"Sorry. I know he looked like me. He has my arms."

"No. Your arm is bad."

"Syuusuke…"

Fuji could feel his husband pouted. He sighed.

"All right, you win. He looked more like me." Fuji smiled. He goes co~co~ against the baby (those activities where you cuddle them by acting like a fool, making a completely crazy faces just to amuse the baby). The baby looked at his (supposedly) mother and smiled.

A miracle. A baby 2 days old can smile!

But it's Fuji Syuusuke's baby. Nothing is impossible.

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"Genichirou…"

"Thank you, Seiichi… you have given me the best present ever…" Sanada looked into his (supposedly) wife and smiled. "I am so happy beyond believe."

"After hearing your voice, all my tire gone away…" Yukimura smiled while shedding a tear on his eyes. The baby was sleeping inside Sanada's arm.

"Look at her. She is so adorable… I hope she will grow as pretty as you, Seiichi."

"Ah, no, Gen… I hope she inherited your characteristic… it will be fun to see a stubborn girl like you used to be…"

"I beg your pardon?"

"No, I am talking to myself." Yukimura smiled, patting his husband's hair. Sanada pretend he didn't hear anything, and continued rambling.

"Well, look at her… oh my… she has the best little nose in the world! And the lips… they are yours, Seiichi, I know… I know she will grow to the cutest baby around; oh, more like the most prettiest girl in the neighbourhood… and the best woman… ARGH! I don't want to give her to any man! NO!"

"Gen, dear, honey, calm down… you are disturbing our neighbour, Tezuka-san."

"Oh, I am sorry."

"and stop thinking too much. have you think about the name?"

Sanada smiled. "No, I haven't."

I MADE IT. A SILLY STORY ABOUT BABIES.

SHOULD I CONTINUE?

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AH, AND I WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR KILLING YUKIMURA IN MY LAST STORY.