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What's Love Got To Do With It

Chapter 37

Cross arose surrounded by a thick an eerie fog, a faint mist danced on his lashes and the hair that covered his body. His skin was cold and almost chalky, as he ran his large hands down his bare arms. The air around him was thick with cold, his teeth chattering and his body shivering to generate some form of warmth. He turned in small circles, there was nothing but darkness around him for miles on end.

"Nozomi," The general breathed, his voice a hoarse whisper, as he realized the pinkette should've been at his side and wasn't. "Nozomi!" He screamed. Cross wanted to run, but he didn't know where. He wanted to search for his wife in the shroud of darkness, but his feet wouldn't move. They couldn't.

"Hello General," Said a voice. It echoed off the large, irregular shaped objects protruding from the ground. As the fog slowly lifted, he realized he standing in the middle of a cemetery.

"Where is my wife?" Cross asked, his worry rising. "Where are my kids?" It dawned on him that not only was his pinkette missing, but his children were as well.

"Now see General, you are so used to getting what you want, aren't you? Nozomi was never yours, and she never will be." The voice said. "You've caused someone great pain, and that person wants to return the favor." The voice said, a curtain of darkness being lifted and replaced by a bright window of light.

In it Cross could see their quarters back at the order, their furniture upturned and pictures smashed. He could see into the nursery, the babies' room in no better condition than the rest of their home, all three cradles baby less. He could see Nozomi's body sprawled across their large bed unmoving, the light sheets stained red with her blood.

"Do you see the fate you've brought upon your family, General? Nozomi was never yours… and because of you, she's going to die… your children are going to die. You will be forced to live out the rest of your days alone, with innocent blood on your hands… I will kill them all." The voice said.

"No!" The man cried. "No! Nozomi! Nozomiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

"Nozomiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

"Cross? Cross? Wake up!"

Cross woke with a jolt, flying up in the bed, sending the bedding flying in disarray. His chest heavily heaved as the rest of him tried to catch up with his body, his gaze falling on the worried expression Nozomi had on her face.

"Oh god, Mimi…" He said, grabbing her and pulling her into an powerful embrace. Cross held onto his wife as if his life depended on it, his face buried into her tufts of hair.

"Cross, what's wrong?" She asked, stroking the back of his head soothingly.

"I… had a nightmare," The man mumbled.

"Oh?" The pinkette mused. "About what?" Her husband shook his head, remaining silent as he continued to hold onto her. He didn't want to let her go until he was sure she wouldn't fade away into the bloody image of her etched into his mind. "Well, it was just a nightmare." Nozomi said, taking his face into her hands. She gave his lips a gentle kiss before smiling. "I need your help."

"With what?" Her husband breathed shakily.

"Feeding the babies," His wife smiled. "We have a meeting to get to, so hurry up and get dressed. My papa will be here shortly to look after the babies." She said.

"You're kidding," Said Cross. "How am I supposed to do that?" He asked, wondering why his wife would suddenly ask such a thing of him. Especially after he was still pretty shaken up and his nightmare.

"It's easy, I'll show you." She smiled, helping him out of bed. "Now go shower and get dressed." She said pointing.

Cross stared down at his son as Jelani stared back up at him. Nozomi could almost see the tension forming between father and son as 'Lani refused to take the bottle his fathered offered him, almost smirking up at the man and his growing irritation. Cross blinked, 'Lani blinked. Cross sighed, 'Lani equally sighed.

"I swear," Cross said. "It's like he's mocking me!" Jelani smiled toothlessly at his father's words, like the man had guessed correctly. "Nozomi, I can't do this." Her husband said.

"Sure you can," Said Nozomi. "Here." The pinkette calmly walked over to her husband, taking 'Lani from his arms. Her son, much to his father's dismay, happily took the bottle his mother offered him, letting his eyes drift back over to his scowling father. "There," She smiled. "Now you finish feeding him while I change Rochelle." Nozomi said as shehanded her son back to his father. As soon as Jelani was secure within his father's grasp, his tiny lips released his bottle, his large chocolate eyes glaring up at the man expectantly.

Cross huffed, 'Lani huffed. "Here 'Lani," The man said as calmly as he could. "Take your bottle." Jelani all but kicked the bottle from his father's hand, and Cross, by this point was beyond annoyed. It wasn't his job to feed their kids, that was Nozomi's area of expertise. The man threw the bottle to the wall out of frustration, startling everyone in the room. Including baby Josiah, who lifted his little red head during his tummy time to see where all the noise was coming from.

"Um… how about I finish feeding 'Lani and you finish changing Rochelle." Nozomi suggested as she took her baby from his seething father, holding him protectively in her arms as she gestured for the man to head over to the changing table.

Cross peered down at his daughter, her wide toothless grin quickly melting away any and all traces of his anger. "Hello my little princess," The general cooed with a smile as he reached for the diaper. He held up the contraption, wondering what magic he needed to be able to work it. He glanced back at his wife for guidance, which she simply smiled at.

Nozomi walked her husband through the steps of putting on their daughter's diaper, but once he actually began to try it… and failed, he threw another fit and punched the wall. This startled the little baby girl, leaving her terrified and wailing at the top of her lungs. At the sight of his daughter crying, Cross panicked.

"What do I do?!" He asked hurriedly. "Did I break her?!"

"No," Said Nozomi. "Just pick her up and rock her… but after I put the diaper on." She said, handing him a newly feed Jelani. Said baby looked up at the man smugly, almost shaking his head in disbelief.

Cross sighed as he sank down into the rocking chair, this parenting crap was some hard work, but his wife made it look so easy. Cross admired Nozomi as she skillfully moved about the nursery, tending to the triplets, and he couldn't help but wonder how she had become such a natural at this, and marveled that he would rather fight akuma any day than handling one of the fragile babies.

"There," Nozomi smiled. "They're ready and just in time!" She said as she heard a knock at their door. Nozomi quickly went to let her father in, giving Suman a welcoming hug and peck on the cheek before going to retrieve her husband from the nursery.

"You win this round, 'Lani." Cross sighed as she laid the baby back into his cradle. The look his son gave his father in return said something along the lines of, 'Clearly old man, I shall win them all.'