A/N: Oh? You're still here? Simply amazing. Regardless, this is probably the shortest chapter of the entire fic, and yet it's over 1,200 words. I'm somewhat proud. Somewhat. This chapter is more dialogue based, but really, there's still only two (main) characters who can speak at this point in the story. Kind of makes it hard to develop dialogue. Anyways, on with the show~

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(Moon's POV)

With that comforting thought, and the sounds of sirens echoing through the air, I coughed blood for the last time.

I dreamed for a while, in a dark place. I opened my eyes, but it looked like I was swimming in a sea of darkness. There was someone else there… I tried to reach out, to speak to them, but I could say anything, just grab onto the liquid that surrounded me. It flowed through my fingers like blood… At least I wouldn't be choking on it. I smiled at that, and fell back asleep.

…Or so I thought. Seemingly seconds after I laid our happy family to rest for the last time, I coughed on the metallic scent of blood in the air. So what if it wasn't exactly blood… I was still wrong…

I heard wailing that pulled on my heartstrings, but when I tried to move around, I found I was held in someone's embrace.

Okay, who the hell hugged a dead body?

When I tried to open my eyes, I found they were sealed shut. I started trashing about, trying to get out of the arms of who I believed was a pedophile, or someone worse.

"Hahi! Shhhhh, Mommy's here," a voice exclaimed as they tried to calm me down.

…Wait.

I focused all my attention on trying to open my eyes, and when I succeeded, I figured it would have been better had I not.

This is some kind of joke. Yea, it has to be. I'm supposed to be in heaven, with Sun and Mama. Not staring into the face of…

The pedophile's eyes widened into a look of awe; brown hair, feminine brown eyes, hospital gown…

Mama had allowed us to watch TV every once in a while, provided we actually did our schoolwork she assigned. I think that was what drove me to excel in what she gave us. Motherly love and attention was one thing, but hot fish sticks, I loved TV almost as much as I loved fish sticks.

Sun and I loved anime; there were so many creative worlds out there. Sun teased me endlessly, saying I was the biggest otaku he'd ever known, despite him watching just as much anime as I did. It's not my fault that he couldn't remember all the characters and plot lines down to who would say what, when…

Mama's favorite shows were always dealing with the daily lives of doctors. She… she was going to be a nurse. Her childhood dream was to be there on the best days of their lives, helping mothers give birth to their children, surrounding herself with the happiness of others. As long as someone else was happy, she was… happy too…

My eyes stung. I tried to wipe the inevitable waterfall away from my eyes, but what I saw shocked the tears out of existence. I had. Small. Hands.

Chubby fingers greeted me instead of the long, lithe digits I was used to. Mama said I had the same beautiful hands her mother did, and could grow up to be a successful pianist, maybe even more well-known than her own mama was. Grandmamma was going to teach me… how to play the piano…

Breathe, Moon. Breathe. You're in the body of an infant. Think. Why?

As I focused back on the woman above me, I felt my resolve harden. I was going to get out of this, find Sun and Mama, and we were going to be happy.

She gasped, and started saying something else, but something clicked in my mind. No.

It can't be. Only one person I knew made the sound 'Hahi!'

But… But she's from an anime! Yea, well, I don't know how to explain it either, self.

As I stared into the large brown eyes of Haru Miura, I realized something. I guess I'm not going to heaven with Sun and Mama after all.

I promptly fainted soon after.

(Haru's POV)

Haru was about to die from happiness.

Haru's beautiful twins were born without a hitch, the boy a few minutes before the girl. Bel was holding the boy, rocking it back and forth as it wailed. Who knew he was so good with children? Haru didn't. She couldn't help but giggle as the prince started to look discouraged, the child still wailing loudly.

Haru guessed Prince the Ripper had met his match, after all.

Another nurse came in with the other twin, who was wrapped up in a white blanket.

"I'm sorry, I know you wanted her to be in a pink one, but this is the only blanket we have left," the nurse tried to half-shrug, almost losing her balance with the baby in her arms. "I'll leave her with you, before I trip," she muttered weakly, handing the baby to the mother with as much care as she could muster. Another passerby nurse muttered something about the trainee being just as bad as her mentor, Valentino, earning a glare and a few curse words.

The trainee nurse bowed out of the room, and dashed after her colleague who had bolted a couple second before. Haru sighed; even professionals could be immature.

She grinned as the baby in her arms pulled her out of her thoughts. The baby yawned, and started struggling weakly, then more forcefully. "Hahi! Shhhhh, Mommy's here," Haru exclaimed, trying to get the young one to calm down. After a few moments, the baby stopped struggling, and then opened their eyes. "Hahi!" But I thought that babies couldn't see that well until…

Her thoughts were cut off as the baby's piercing grey eyes settled on her, then began to wander around the room before settling back on her. "So beautiful…" she murmured. The baby seemed to grin at her, then closed its eyes and fell back asleep.

"Just like the moon," Haru whispered as she kissed her baby's forehead. "My little Mitsuki." She glanced at Bel, who seemed to have given up and kept sneaking glances in her direction, too proud to ask for help. She giggled; even though his eyes were still covered, she could tell what he was thinking. He glared at her this time, and without another word strode to her bedside, swapped the children, and stole a kiss. Haru just sighed, but couldn't keep a smile off her lips. At least the children's eyes were closed.

She focused on the newborn in her lap. So he could keep her dark prince at bay? He certainly had a bright future. She could barely contain her laughter as she smiled down at him, the baby finally opening his eyes for the first time. Steel blue grey greeted Haru, and she felt the same as when Mitsuki had opened her eyes. This time the baby didn't look around. He stared right into Haru's large, brown eyes, and gave her a large toothless grin.

She hugged him as gently as she could to her chest, and whispered over his shoulder, "My bright prince… Akihiko…"

Haru had always thought of the future as something she had to take into her own hands, something that wasn't definite. But she realized something in that hospital room. No matter what she did, life was going to be a lot brighter with these two around.

Kudos and some cyber cookies to anyone who can figure out who Valentino is. (HINT: He isn't an OC) Reviews, follows, heck even reading this is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy this; if not, I'll probably continue writing it anyways. I've already written the first couple chapters, and surprisingly this is becoming really fun to write. Anymore would be spoiling it, so, I'm off~