A/N: As y'all can probably tell, this chapter is set roughly a year after the last one, give or take several months. The events of the latter part of BH6 have happened roughly four or five-ish months before this, and let us just say, Sakura and Tadashi have been *ahem* busy…
In the waiting room of the private wing of the Maira Yang Hospital, Tadashi sat, waiting as he had been for hours. Sakura had been in labor for sixteen hours already, and Tadashi was feeling a jumble of emotions. He was terrified that something might go wrong, but he was also elated at the prospect of becoming a father, and while he had caught a couple short, fitful naps, he had, for the most part, been awake the entire time.
He had an inkling that it was almost over, as the occasional thoughts projected to him by Sakura had significantly lessened in both frequency and intensity. This was confirmed when he heard footsteps coming down the hall.
"Mr. Hamada?" inquired the nurse. Tadashi was glad that he could use his real name in the private wing, as the few people that worked there were sworn to secrecy. Sakura had made sure of that.
"Yes?"
"The waiting period is over, you may go see them. They are in room two. Also, congratulations to both of you."
Tadashi bolted from his seat, a smile evident on his face. As he walked swiftly past the nurse, Tadashi said, "Thank you!"
When he reached the door of room two, Tadashi stopped, took a deep breath, and then opened the door. Inside, an extremely tired-looking Sakura lay on the bed holding not one, but two pink bundles. With a joyful sigh, Sakura quietly said, "Well, I figured out why my belly got as large as it did. There was two of them in there instead of one!"
"Evidently so. You know what this means?"
"No?"
"It means twice as much reason to be happy! We were only expecting one, but instead we got two. It's the best gift we could have gotten."
"Yes, it certainly is." At that moment one of the bundles wriggled and slowly opened its eyes, which were a rather dark brown.
"May I hold her?"
"Of course, you're her father. Do be careful. You hold her like this-okay, good. She definitely has your eyes. Her older sister's are blue, though the nurses told me that they may change color when she gets older. So, what should we name them?" responded Sakura as she handed her to Tadashi.
"How about we name the older one Asuna, like we planned, and the younger one Mitsuki, after my mother?"
"Sounds like a plan. I was thinking of giving them middle names. Any thoughts?"
"I like that idea. How about for Asuna, we give her the middle name Maira, after your mother, and for Mitsuki, how about Aiko."
"Aiko? Don't get me wrong, it's rather pretty, but is there any special significance behind that name?"
"Yeah, there actually is. You see, when I was born, I was actually part of a set of twins, but my twin sister was stillborn. My mother decided to give her the name Aiko, as she had always loved the name, and felt that even though Aiko was stillborn, she still deserved a name. I felt it would be a good tribute to her."
"Okay, you have my complete and total support on giving Mitsuki the middle name Akio." said Sakura as decisively as woman who had just experienced sixteen hours of labor could.
"I had a feeling that that was going to be your response. How about we call the nurse and ask how to get these two settled in, and then you sleep for as long as you can, alright? Because you, understandably enough, look about ready to drop."
"That sounds like a terrific idea. You go do that. Also, it looks as if Mitsuki is already out like a light."
Once Sakura and the twins were comfortable, the staff kindly directed Tadashi to a spare bed that he could use, and he swiftly fell into the sweet embrace of sleep.
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A/N: This was a short but sweet chappie. We get see the first couple kids, but let me tell you, you ain't seen nothin' yet. I plan for them to have a large family, maybe even have them adopt some kids. What do y'all think? How many kids should they adopt, officially or otherwise? (If you thought Bruce Wayne had a lot of kids, then prepare to be amazed.) Till next time, True Believers!
