Nara sat at the café table, drinking her coffee. She had had a long day so far, but it improved a great deal when Kurama had called her asking her if she wanted to meet him for lunch.

"So how's your day been so far?" Kurama asked, unaware of his wife's grievances.

"Horrible," Nara answered, her head hitting the table with a thud as she spoke, "My partner on this project we've been working on for a year quit and deleted all the work we had done. I've spent the whole day trying to retrieve them. The one of my clients called wanting a redo of the website I had created for him."

Kurama patted her head sympathetically as the waitress brought their food over to their tables. Nara pouted as she pushed her food around on her plate with a fork.

"Anything I can do to help?" he asked.

"Yes, use those plants of yours to drag his ass back to the company and fix what he's done."

Kurama laughed hoping she wasn't serious, but knowing her she probably was.

"I don't think Koenma would appreciate that too much.

Nara sighed, at least she had a husband who tried to make her feel better.

"So what about your day? How are your fan girls doing?" Nara asked with a crooked smile.

Kurama blushed; even after he had gotten married and graduated college he still had giggling girls trying to catch his eye. He was 37 now in his human form; he thought that they would have out grown him as he aged.

"Do you want me to stop by after work to make them jealous?" Nara teased.

"Actually," Kurama said, "I think that a great idea, my students have never met you and I don't even think some of them know I'm married."

Leaving the café slightly happier than when she had arrived, Nara returned to her office to continue her search for the lost files.

She stood outside the large University campus. She had only been here once and that was when Kurama had first gotten a job here, the twins were four then. Walking onto the grounds she retraced her steps all those years ago to find the science building. When she spotted it her jaw dropped, the building was surrounded by beautiful plants of all sorts of color. Undoubtedly Kurama's doing, he never ceased to amaze her with the work he does with his plants. Going inside she asked the receptionist where her husband classroom was. Following the woman's instructions she found the right room.

Looking inside she saw Kurama was in the middle of a lecture, and Nara saw he had a few fan girls in the front row. All of whom were listening, mouths open and practically drooling. She knocked on the door and one of the students answered it so their professor could continue his lecture. It was a young man who opened it for her, and after looking her up and down he let her in. Nara smiled slightly, pleased that Kurama wasn't the only one able to have a fan club. 36 years old and with two kids and she could still catch this young man's attention.

Clearing her throat she waited for Kurama to notice her.

"Professor," the young man said, "There's someone here to see you."

Kurama paused and turned to see Nara and beamed at the sight of her.

"Thank you Mako," he said as he walked towards Nara and kissed her quickly, before turning to face his class.

"Class, this is my wife Nara."

Everyone in the room went quiet and some of the girls in the front row looked like they had just been told they had three weeks to live.

"Nice to meet you all," Nara said, bowing respectfully.

"Professor," one of the student said snobbishly, reminding Nara of Ayame, "I didn't know you were married."

"I am, almost 18 years now."

"Wow, do you have any kids?" a different student asked.

"Yes," Nara began, "two, twins actually, a boy and a girl."

"How old are they?"

"They turned 16 three months ago," Kurama answered proudly.

"What are their names?"

"Kaito and Akira."

"That's nice," the same snobby girl from before said, "but Professor why didn't you tell us sooner about your wife?"

"Yeah," Mako said loudly, "How could you keep such a hotty under wraps for so long?"

Nara blushed and felt Kurama tense next to her. Was he jealous? She wondered in surprise.

"Mako that is inappropriate for this class room,"

"Gomen Sensei."

Nara laughed as they walked up the never ending staircase to their home.

"Gomen Sensei," Nara imitated. Kurama clenched his teeth and fists. "Aw come on don't tell me you're jealous because that kid thinks I'm hot."

"Of course I am," Kurama said tensely, "I can't help it. That and I don't want any other man looking at you like that ever again."

"Like what?"

"Like he wants you for your body,"

"But I would never-"

"It's not you I'm worried about," Kurama said almost yelling. Nara looked at him shocked, but suddenly found herself in his arms. Kurama sighed as he tried to relax.

"I just don't want them to look at you like that, the way John looked at you. I worry every day you leave the house alone that someone like John will find you and use you and then I'll find you lying in a dark alley hurt or worse."

Nara was shocked; she didn't realize he still worried about people like John. Sure she was still terrified at the thought, but she tried to live her life in the present not the past. That's why her children didn't know too much about her past.

Carefully Nara backed away from Kurama, but still stayed in his arms. She kissed him softly on the lips.

"It's ok, I understand," she said quietly, "I won't tease you anymore."

Kurama sighed and smiled, kissing her again.

"Common lets go home," he said taking her by the hand and walking with her the rest of the way to their enormous house.