Taiga had no idea what to do. Be insulted? Openly upset? Grateful? Engulfed with laughter at the humor value of this situation?
For now, she was insulted.
For who was the one who breastfed the little tyke from her first days? Who was the one who gave birth to her? Who was the one who spent nine long months carrying an extra load or so, being extra emotional and temperamental?
She could feel the brief rush of emotions flood into her, as she stared down at the pink bundle. It was only natural to be upset, when such a mistake of identity was to take place, was it not?
The immense gratefulness set in. She remembered that really, other than the actual birth and the breastfeeding, she did little else. She wasn't the one who ran around doing all the shopping, all the chores and work. She never was the one to do all those things, and she would never have to, just as he promised, the day he finally (properly) proposed. The gratefulness which filled almost every day of her new life filled her again (not that she ever actually voiced this out, but she guessed that he knew it anyway).
"Mama," said little Chisame, pointing up proudly at Ryuuji, who was holding her in his arms, bottle-feeding his daughter.
He looked up, giving Taiga a half-pleading, half-pained look.
Taiga decided, and laughter of three filled the room.
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A/N:
A short one, I
thought it was a cute idea. Sorry for not updating much, I'll try to
do so more often! Comments, suggestions and reviews will always be
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