Hello, here with chapter 4 and to say thanks for reviews (XxAngel-eyez-for-youxX especially, you got me really inspired to write this thing today. :) ) and all that stuff.

I see people having my story on alert but no reviews? They really help...

anyway, I'm glad you at least think it's worth the time to read. Some ideas would be great for the next chapter and a wrap up? (P.S. Himeko roughly translates to princess child :D)

We got into the car with Mira holding the baby's car seat with a trembling hand. I seized the free hand trying to be as supportive as I could. "You never told me..." He said, sliding the car seat in. "You never really asked. I didn't want to bring up something like that..." This was so much, too much. "I love you" he blurted sounding like he was in pain. "I love you too, I was trying to save you from all the...pain of this whole thing." It was true but it didn't make anything that had happened better. "I don't want to be upset about this, we have Himeko and I want to be happy so let's deal with this later." I wanted nothing more than to love him in every way possible. He nuzzled my neck and a shiver ran through me. "I want you Mira" I wanted to feel close to him, felt like I would die if we didn't get home quick enough.

We got home and he set the seat down into the living room. I dragged him into the bedroom I was striping him, panting with anticipation. Already I was hard and so was he. He moaned at the sloppy kiss we were sharing and reached for my zipper. "I want you too" he ground into me and I thought I would come apart. I had his pants off as he did the same for me but unlike most days he slid to his knees. "What...uhn" I groaned as he took me in his mouth. He was sucking and licking like it was something he did every day, and I was ready to explode. I laced my hands through his hair and tried to stop my hips from pumping but they were going all on there own."Mira..." My voice hitched as I got so close it hurt. "Muhhh...no, not in your mouth. I want to...have you" I yanked myself from his mouth and picked him up bride style, layed him down onto the bed. Without even thinking about it reached for the oil and slicked myself up.

He was writhing under me as I inserted one finger, then two. He was to tight around my fingers, showing it had been to long since I had taken him. "Now, please. Before I lose it" he begged and I was tempted to with hold it but I couldn't. I shoved inside him with one quick movement and he cried out. I worked over him, thrusting hard and fast, enjoying his mewling sounds of need. I could tell he was close, and in this stage he was beautiful, all flushed cheeks and glazed eyes. "I love you" I whispered, admiring his beauty. I stroked him faster, and he came hard, splashing high up on our chests and screaming my name. I followed him over almost instantly, slamming him into the mattress like instinct demanded I do, his beautiful face taken with such ecstasy I felt myself coming more than once. I rolled off of him covered in sweat.

"I love you to" he curled to my chest, nuzzled me there. "I've been waiting days for that" I kissed him lazily. We just lay there for a while, holding each other and I thought he fell asleep. "Let's go get a crib for Himeko okay? We can turn my room into a nursery and I can just stay in here" I was surprised by him agreeing to something like that. He never wanted anyone to know about us and that would make us more...real. I knew he thought we were but he didn't want anyone else to think so. Not that I blamed him, he's right about the whole thing I guess. In the end though, I'm still protective and possesives so I'm pleased by this. We get up and she's awake, just staring at the walls. I call a car and we pick out paint, a new bed for us, a crib, and some other little things.

We were making up a beautiful home for her. "They wouldn't give her to the person that threw her away right?" Mira asked me. He was standing on a ladder, taping the border. "Even if they try I've got the best lawyers on standby" I say taking apart his old bed. We made quite a dent in the room that night, music blasting and Mira dancing around as he painted. The crib was set up in the middle of the room to be moved closer to the walls later. We premade bottles and stuck them in the fridge. The windows were open and it was warm tonight so we left the door opened and let her sleep in the room when she went to bed at about 11. We followed, going to the room and making love again and again, I wasn't able to get enough of him. At 2 we fed her and slept on and off until 9.

Falling into routine we had her for almost a month now. We had started the adoption process about 2 weeks ago and people were in and out of the house all the time lately. Mira was taking it all in stride as he usually dose things, but even he was getting a little annoyed and stressed. "I'm glad we have her but I wish they would stop making it so much harder than it already is" he leaned his head against me looking considerably tired. "Go ahead and take a nap, I got her for a while. She has to love me to you know" I leaned down and kissed him, running my tong over his lips. We hadn't had sex in about a four days and I wanted him so bad right in that moment. He groaned, tensing with a want all his own. Then a knock on the door happened and I could feel him about ready to cry in frustration. "Go on to sleep" I swatted his butt and hugged him quickly. I answered the door, showed another person around my house, refused to let them in my room, and the played with the baby.

"You're so lucky to have Mira, he loves you. I love you too, you're a really special girl" her eyes had faded from blue to a bright green, her evenly pale skin went well with it. She looked beautiful, pale pink lips all glossy and perfect facial features. She almost rivaled Mira in the baby perfection area, but he still had her beat. I was so happy to have her hear, she really was something special. She made Mira so happy and she had survived so much, just to be ours. I guess it was selfish to think that Mira would never want children, but I had never considered the idea. I was still getting used to it but it was like Mira was made for it. I had had some difficulty and indecision when raising him but with her it was like he just knew what to do. She was asleep in my arms when Mira came down. "I can't sleep, come join me?" I was up in a minute, ready to tackle him. We made love twice, and fell soundly asleep.

"Papa, please don't go" Mira tugged on my pants, pleading. "I won't be gone long. What's wrong Mira?" I said bending down. "You said...park today" I sighed, because I had told him we would go but then work called. "I'll bring you a treat okay? Be good" He sniffled and nodded as I walked out. About four hours later I came home and he was asleep on the couch. I picked him up, snuggled him close. "I love you baby" I mumble into his hair, kissing him. I just started to feel like I was missing out on things, it brought tears to my eyes. His eyes opened and he smiled. "Papa, you're home." He mumbled. I smiled and kissed his mouth lightly to which he responded eagerly. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" He was nearly crying. "Why?" I asked curious. "I don't like sleeping alone.I was scared waiting for you." I nodded and carried him to my be, which started him sleeping in my bed almost every night even when I wasn't home. "I like smelling you Papa" He would say when I asked why.

From here, I don't know if I should be done? Someone give me some ideas?