Haruka giggled as she saw a little boy trying to get the cookie jar. She strolled casually to him bearing a gentle smile. The boy, upon seeing her and realizing he had been caught in action, ran to the exit. Alas, it was too late. He had been caught. Haruka grabbed him from under his shoulders and then proceeded to lift him up. The little boy could do nothing but squirm in his mother's grasp.

The boy, looking no older than four or five, had pink hair. His eyes were a honey yellow, much like his mother. He was tall for his age, reaching a modest height of three feet six.

"Now, now," She cooed. "What was Hana-tan doing?"

The boy looked down. "Ma… Mama…" He sniffled. "Hana wanted cookies."

Haruka shook her head no. "You know that Hana-tan can't have cookies until after dinner."

The child wailed. "But I WANT COOKIIIIEEEEEEESSSSS!"

She sighed. "Just wait until Papa comes home, okay?"

As if on cue, a man in his late twenties arrived. He had short pale pink hair and had deep blue eyes. "I'm home!" He said lazily. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Haruka? Hanato?" He heard a soft cry from the kitchen. Slowly, the voice got louder and heard footsteps as well.

"PAAAAAAAAAAPAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The child tackled him down on to the cold, hard floor. He winced slightly as he felt a small lump forming. The child had wrapped his small delicate hands around his neck and was burying his head on the man's shoulder.

"H-Hana-tan!" He heard his wife exclaim. She was panting by the time she reached them. She looked up once she could breath normally again. Her face flushed as she saw him. He gave a sheepish grin. "R-Ringo?"

"Hey." He stood up, carrying the child with him. "What's wrong with Hanato now?"

Hanato started shaking. "HANATO DO NOTHING WONG!" He shouted in his high, childlike voice. The two adults stared at him as he started to cry again. Both had opposite faces. The corner of Haruka's mouth was twitching slightly, amused by the child's incapability to pronounce the letter "R". Ringo had a small frown, annoyed by his child's continuous crying.

"Haruka," Ringo said softly, at the same time trying to console the little boy. "What did he do?"

"I-I… I found him near the cookie jar. That's all." Haruka mumbled. Her husband sighed and shook his head.

"Hanato, you know you're no allowed to have cookies until after dinner." He frowned.

"But… But… I… HANA WANTS COOOOOOOKKKKKKKIIIIIEEEEEESS SSSS!" Hanato trashed around until Ringo was forced to put him down and started throwing a tantrum.

"You can have cookies after dinner." Ringo said sternly. The child stopped, looked at his father, then started crying.

Haruka sighed. "It's your favorite tonight!" She said in a singsong voice.

Hanato paused. "Fwied Chicken?" He asked curiously. "No vegihtahbles?"

She smiled. "Yes. No vegetables." Haruka emphasized.

"Can we eat now?" Hanato said excitedly. His mother gave him a nod of approval. He immediately ran to the kitchen singing, "Dinner, dinner, it's time for dinner!"


After eating, they got Hanato cleaned up. They saw him trying to fight off sleep as he was watching his favorite show. It was made apparent when his head drooped and then snapped right back up, only for it to droop again. Haruka looked at the time. It read: 10:00.

"Hana-tan," She carefully approached the child who was already dozing off. "It's bed time."

"…But… Hana... don't want to… slee…" But he had already fallen asleep. Haruka sighed and went to get her spouse. She went to his office and opened the door slightly.

"Ringo?" She said softly. She looked over to his desk and found her husband sleeping peacefully. She walked in carefully, making sure he wouldn't be awoken and kissed the top of his head. "You're always working so hard… for us." She murmured. She sighed and got a blanket for him. "I guess I'll have to carry Hana myself then." She took a step away and was jerked back. She looked at her arm to see a hand grasping it. To be specific, her husband's arm. She gasped, and looked back only to be met with blue eyes all to familiar and a mischievous smirk.

"You were going to do what?" He asked. Ringo hated making Haruka to laborious tasks. He stretched and got up. He saw her looking at him, frozen shocked. "…Well?" He demanded.

"You… were awake this whole time?" She squeaked out, horrified.

"So what if I was?" He said off-handedly. "It's not like you haven't done anything worse." His grin was met with a blush. He grabbed her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. "C'mon, let's get Hanato." She nodded dumbly as he lead her through the hallway to where their child was. Once they reached their destination, the saw Hanato snoring quite loudly.

"Takes after his father, does he?" Haruka said with a giggle. Ringo rolled his eyes as he gently put his child on his back.

"Let's just put him on a real bed already." Haruka continued giggling all through out their small walk.

Once they reached their room, Ringo put the snoring child on the middle of their king-sized bed. The two quickly got changed into their nighttime apparel and took their places on the bed, which was on either side of Hanato. Haruka gave a quick peck on Hanato's cheek and proceeded to do so on Ringo's cheek.

Well, that was her plan anyway. Ringo jerked his head in a quick, fluid motion, forcing Haruka to kiss him on the lip. They stayed in that position before Ringo reeled back with a grin.

"Night Honey." He said joy lacing his voice. Haruka's face immediately turned deep red. She ducked under the covers to hide her face.

"I hate you…" She complained, her voice still a bit wobbly from the kiss.

Ringo gave bigger smile, one of triumph. "I love you too."


TANTANTANTAAN~ Exactly 1000 words! (Save for this Author's Note, I mean.)

Ooh~ Do you think it was nice? Did I improve or something? YES? NO?

Oh well.

Mhm, If you're wondering what their ages are, I'm making Ringo a bit younger, kay? So Haru is 25 or so, and Ringo is 28.

By the way, thank you so much for all your kind reviews! You have no idea how much they mean to me. :D