A/N: BOOM! It's here! The LAST chapter! Enjoy!

Noise.

It seems that's all the house was filled with was noise. Kyoko carefully put on her make-up while Ayame was behind her on the floor playing with her collection of fairy dolls.

"Mommy, will you color my face too?"

Kyoko looked at the mirror to the 6-year-old girl. "No, you only get make-up done when you are working with grandma, otherwise keep your face clean."

"Are you going to work then?"

Kyoko smiled. "No, I'm going out with daddy."

"Where are we going?"

Kyoko put her brush down and twisted around. "Your brothers and you are going to stay here and have a fun night with grandma and grandpa."

"Really?!" Ayame stood up excitedly and jumped up and down clutching one her favorite dolls. "When are they coming? Are they coming now? Are they going to spend the night? There is no school tomorrow, can they spend the night? Can I stay up late? Please, mommy, please?"

"Wait, wait. Let me talk to them first. They said they would stay tonight, but I'm not sure about sleeping over. Okay?"

Instead of answering, Ayame ran out of the room leaving all of her toys on the master bedroom floor and started screaming at the top of her lungs, "GRANDPA AND GRADMA ARE COMING! EMIL! TAKE!"

Kuon came around the corner and into the bedroom with a smile. "Sometimes I think they love my parents more than us."

Kyoko snorted. "Because they spoil them while all we do is tell them no." She stood up in her drape style pale pink dress and walked up to him. She slipped her arms around his waist and smiled up at her husband. "Do you remember what time they were coming?"

"As soon as Mom's shoot is over. They said around 5," he told her as he pulled her closer to him. He smirked down at her and tilted his head to the side slightly. "You look beautiful," he whispered and she hummed in delight.

"You are looking pretty good yourself," she purred and leaned up for a kiss. His hands stroked up her back, pulling her up against him as their lips meshed together, the tips of their tongues slipped out teasing each other. She breathed in deeply, inhaling his rich masculine scent with the heady cologne he wore. Her hands clawed down his back and their kiss quickly became more passionate until a loud scream pierced through the house and crying soon after.

They pulled back with a press of the lips and their littlest came up to them in tears.

"Did you need something in the bedroom?" she asked before moving to attend to the crying child.

"Just you," he said softly making her smile.

"WAAHHAMAMMAAA," Takehiko grabbed her dress in his little hands and started blubbering with tears and snot running down his face.

Kuon bent down and picked him high up in the air. "Let's not mess up mommy's pretty dress, huh Take," Kuon soothed. Their four-year-old immediately wrapped his arms around daddy's neck and buried his face in his dress shirt.

"But it's okay that he wipes his face on your shirt?" Kyoko joked and Kuon shrugged as he rubbed his son's back.

Kyoko walked into their family room where their oldest was concentrating on his video game on the big screen. "Emil, pause it."

"Hold on!" he snapped and she grabbed the controller from his hands and paused it for him. "MOM!"

She raised an eyebrow at him and he cowered. "What happened?"

"Take was bugging me to play the game, but he's only going to screw me up!" He ranted. "So I told him no, but then he started crawling all over me, so I pushed him away, and he fell off the couch," he grumbled towards the end and crossed his arms knowing he did wrong.

"Go practice your Kanji until your grandparents come in."

"BUT MOM!" Emil shouted.

"Now," she snapped and he stormed away.

Kuon came up childless. "I put Take in his room and explained what No meant again."

She was turning off the system and putting the controller back on the charger. She laughed. "You'd think they understood that word by now." She turned to him and saw that his grey dress shirt was indeed taken damage from child number 3. Kyoko stepped up to him with a smirk.

"Oh dear, looks like you have to change," she playfully pouted and started to unbutton his shirt.

Kuon growled and grabbed her hips. He yanked her towards him and murmured, "You keep flirting with me and we won't be going anywhere tonight."

She gasped. "You'd rob me of our evening because I was a little flirty?" She finished undoing all the buttons towards his pants but did not go any further, preferring to run her hands up his bare skin. She looked up at him with mischievous eyes, leaned in and kissed him high on his chest.

"With what I'm thinking, sweetheart, you wouldn't feel robbed," he stated as his hands slipped behind her, one slipping up her back and the other grabbing her butt to lift her up towards him. "You'd be completely satisfied," he finished with a husky voice.

"Mommy, Daddy is touching your private part," Ayame chimed in and Kyoko thunked her head on his chest. Kuon's hand moved up to her waist and turned to his daughter. They had to give their daughter a private parts lesson when she got in trouble in school for playing "smack the butt" Tag during recess.

"Mommy gave me permission," Kuon told her plainly.

"You did?"

Kyoko had to control her face to keep from laughing. "Yes, Ayame. I did." Kyoko looked up at Kuon and smirked at him. "I gave him permission a long time ago that it was okay."

"Okay!" Ayame said and ran off.

Kuon watched her leave the room and then brought his hand up that was facing away from potential intruders and groped his wife's breast.

"Hey!" she snapped and wiggled away.

He pouted. "I thought I had permission."

"Tonight," she declared and started to walk away. "After you woo me!" She stuck out her tongue playfully and then ran down the hall as he chased after her.

Kuu and Julie arrived shortly after five with arm loads of food and bright happy faces.

"GRANDMA! GRANDPA!" Ayame screamed running up to the front door with Take following closely behind.

Julie picked up Ayame and twirled her around filling the area up with loud pitchy laughter. Even with his arms filled with bags of food, Kuu picked up Takehiko who hugged his grandfather's neck happily. Kyoko and Kuon came up walking casually with warm smiles.

"Emi pushed me!" Take told Grandpa Kuu.

"He did? Why?" Kuu asked in an exaggerated shock.

"He said no," Take stated which made no sense to him. Kyoko sighed and took a breath to speak, but Ayame, who also wanted to say something news worthy to her grandparents, spoke up first.

"Daddy touched mommy's private parts, but mommy said it was okay because he has permission."

"Ahh…" Kyoko croaked. Both grandparents turned to look at Kyoko who was now bright red and Kuon who was grinning behind her.

Julie broke first with a delicate little snort. "Ayame, what mommy and daddy do alone together should be kept secret, okay?"

"Okay," she immediately answered.

Julie started to walk into the house with Ayame in her arms. "Even if Mommy and Daddy should be doing that sort of thing behind closed and locked doors," she teased Kyoko making her face burn brighter. Kyoko could only squeak in reply. Kuu smiled and walked up to her.

"Don't worry about it. Kuon here caught us on the kitchen table when he was younger," Kuu told her and handed some of the bags to Kuon to carry.

"DAD!" Kuon cringed and shuddered. "Not something I want to remember!"

Kyoko finally found her voice, "But he just felt me up."

"Oh, well then forget what I said," Kuu muttered and quickly walked away.

Kyoko curiously looked up at Kuon who shook his head. "Nope. Just forget it," he proclaimed and walked away too.

When Kyoko walked into the kitchen, Kuu was putting everything away and Emil had joined them with his sheet of paper showing his progress. He saw his mother, walked up and held out his work. She took it and looked it over. He was doing the kanji for depart but of course it meant so much more than simply that. He managed to write it about 15 times across the sheet in careful strokes.

"That's good," she declared and then squatted down. "Emil. I know Take bothers you a lot and as he gets older, he will back off when you ask him to, but until then you need to have some patience. You are the big brother and he just wants to do what you are doing. He idolizes you. And of course, if all else fails, ask for help."

"Okay," he replied softly and Kyoko opened her arms for a hug. Emil smiled and gave his mom a hug for all of one second before rushing off to his grandfather and pulled on his arm. "Grandpa, grandpa. I got the secret character behind the temple. Can I show you? Can I show you?!"

Kuu laughed as he quickly set down a jar of pickles before getting dragged away into the living room. Meanwhile Ayame was talking Julie's ear off.

As soon as she took a breath to talk more, Kyoko interrupted, "Ayame, go play while I talk to Grandma." She immediately took off and Kyoko sat down in her place with a sigh.

"You know we could have taken them to our place and Kuon and you could have stayed home," Julie offered.

Kyoko smiled softly at her mother-in-law. "I know, but it's like packing a suitcase for each of them to go anywhere and only for a few hours, it's not worth it."

"A few hours? I thought we were staying the night?" Julie said with big green eyes.

She flushed. "Did Ayame say that?"

Julie grinned. "She said a lot of things, but yes that was one of them. If Kuon and you want to spend the night away from home for your anniversary by all means. You should have asked that in the beginning."

"But well, I know that Kuu has that movie project and you are in the middle of designing for the show. I didn't want to take up too much of your time…"

"My grandbabies never "take up my time". We need a break anyway and what better way than to spend it with them," she declared and Kyoko sagged in relief. Kuon walked up behind Julie and gave his mother a peck on her head.

"Hi mom," he whispered and the gorgeous older woman flushed happily.

"Baby," she cooed and placed her hand over his at her shoulder. She twisted around up at her tall son. "Kyoko needs a night out. All night. Make sure you take her someplace really nice."

He raised an eyebrow at Kyoko, who answered him with a deeper voice, "Hopefully, we can find a room somewhere."

He smirked at her. "I'm sure we'll find something."

"Okay…." Julie walked out from between them. "Let me just get out of the way."

Kyoko blushed and tore her eyes away from Kuon's. She cleared her throat before calling back out to Julie. "Do you two need anything before we go?"

"Nope! Go Have fun. I'll see you tomorrow sometime," she declared as she rounded the corner to the living room.

"Morning!" Kyoko yelled out, right as she disappeared. "Tomorrow Morning!"

Julie's delicate hand reappeared and waved them off.

Kuon took her hand and lifted it up to kiss her knuckles softly, bringing her attention back up to him. "We should run before something else happens.

Kyoko grinned and they almost literally ran.

Kuon made reservations at a beach front Japanese restaurant. As much as Kyoko enjoyed all the different food available in southern California, both of them had a soft spot for Japanese cuisine. It was what she grew up with, even with the native combinations of chorizo and peppers added, it was good. Though Kuon's reason was because the portions were always smaller than say at a steakhouse.

It was very busy for a Friday night but also very beautiful. The deck was all lit up and the ocean breeze brought in a light chill to counter the warm evening as well as a salty smell and the serene crash of water on the shore.

"This is beautiful," she sighed as she looked out in the horizon.

"I think my view is better."

Kyoko looked up at him who was holding her chair out for her. She rolled her eyes and quickly sat down so she could hide her reddening cheeks. Thankfully, she could mask her pounding heart without worry.

They ate and drank their fill. After so long, Kyoko didn't look at the price of things much anymore. If her younger self could see her now, she would scoff and chide herself on the cost of a four-bite appetizer costing nearly $40. Never mind that she wouldn't be eating toro and caviar either. They polished off a bottle of white wine and talked about everything: work, plans, family, kids.

Kyoko laughed as Kuon sat uncomfortably in his seat. "I honestly don't remember, and I'm thankful of that."

"Yet I bet people would pay money to see something like that," Kyoko joked making him shoot a shock disgusted look at her.

"You are drunk," he proclaimed.

She giggled. "Maybe. All the better for you to take advantage of me," she said in a low throaty voice.

"Ah yes, seduce me after pitching to sell live sex shows of my parents to the public," he retorted making her snort and then she rolled back in her seat laughing soundlessly into her hand. Apparently, that comment was hilarious.

"Maybe we should get you some coffee," Kuon mentioned and waved to the waiter.

"No, wait, wait," Kyoko gasped for breath and leaned forward on the table and whispered, "How much do you think our sex video would get?"

The waiter glanced at her as he overheard the question and Kuon coughed to get his attention. "Coffee please," he requested and the waiter nodded and left.

"I bet it would depend on the stuff we did. I hear that butt stuff makes big money," she groaned and dropped her head on the table. "but I still can't imagine you putting your big cock up in there." She put her hand over her head. "It's too scary!"

Kuon coughed loudly trying to mask what she said and looked around with a blush. "I think we should go."

Kyoko bounced up and almost shouted, "Okay!" She grabbed her purse from under her chair and found Kuon standing beside her taking care of the bill with the waiter who had the coffee. She smiled up at him and cuddled up to his chest while he spoke to the man. Her hands slid around his ribs as she leaned in to hug him. His free arm moved around her absentmindedly and the waiter left to charge his card.

"Kuon, kiss me," she purred.

He smiled down at her and kissed the top of her head. She pouted and was about to whine when the waiter came back with the receipt. Kuon quickly signed it and then escorted her out. As soon as they got into the car, Kyoko turned towards him.

"Kuon, I…hmmmmMmmm."

He swung around and kissed her as she originally wanted. Her jaw dropped and he plunged his tongue between her lips tasting the wine that made her act so silly. She moaned and leaned in to deepen the kiss with her own slick touch. Once he pulled back, she sighed content and smiled up at him sweetly.

"I love your mouth," she approved, making him chuckle. She leaned back in her seat as he started the car.

She sighed blissfully. "I love it when you kiss me. The way your tongue feels swirling in my mouth," she giggled, "and swirling around my clit."

"Geez Kyoko," he mumbled as he concentrated on the road. "I told you to stop at the third glass."

She groaned. "We haven't had a night off in months. Excuse me for letting go. Speaking of which, this dress is too tight. I need to go to the gym more."

He snorted. "Kyoko, you are solid muscle. Twenty-year-old's wish they had your body. It's tight because it's supposed to be tight."

"You lie." Her hands touched her lower tummy. "I can't get rid of the baby pooch."

He reached over and placed his hand over hers. "I love that pooch. Proof of you having my children."

Easily distracted, Kyoko grabbed his hand and made it slide down her body. It glided down her thigh and she whined disappointed. "The dress is too long. Are we almost at the hotel?" She ran his hand back up her thigh again.

"You can see it now," he took his hand away from her lap to point to it.

"Goodie." She beamed. "I'm really eager to have sex with you. Like loud sex. When was the last time we had loud sex?"

He shook his head and actually thought about it. "It's been a while."

"We always have to be so quiet. It's no fun thinking about how I have to keep my voice down all the time. I want to be loud enough that we get a noise complaint from the hotel staff."

He had to admit he missed her voice too, but she was being so bluntly honest because of the wine, that it didn't resonate the same. Kuon laughed as he pulled into the parking lot. "I'm cutting you off at three drinks next time."

It was rather early in the evening when they checked in, so there were plenty of people still going in and out of the large hotel. They walked into the elevator and pressed the button for 6 but was forced back as people started to fill in. It wasn't enough for it to be uncomfortable though. Kyoko was tucked under his arm as they waited for the elevator to go up, drop off people and move on. She was the picture-perfect gorgeous actress casually waiting for her floor to all those in the small moving room; however, her hand behind them was stroking up and down his back and slipped down to grab his ass. He took a deep breath as her small hand squeezed his cheeks one at a time. The elevator stopped at the fourth floor where most of the people got off. Kuon pulled his wife in front of him and she pouted.

Finally, they arrived on their floor and Kuon escorted her to the room. The hallway was empty and that seemed to be enough for Kyoko to twist towards him, kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt as he worked on opening the door. She pulled him down for a kiss as the door clicked open. He shoved the handle down and the door swung open behind her as her mouth engulfed his.

They stumbled through the door but managed to shut it as he pushed her against it. She growled and grinned up at him hungrily. She thought he was playing with her, not merely stumbling over his own feet. She eagerly yanked his shirt out of his slacks and promptly ripped the rest of the buttons apart.

"Kyoko, I don't have another shirt," he griped. Even though she obviously didn't care as her hands was jerking it down his arms.

"I'll fix it, promise," she said before dropping it to the floor. She bit her lip at the sight of him. "You know I think you got more handsome over the years." She dragged her hands over his revealed flesh sending little shivers through his body.

"The bed. Let's go to the bed," she urged and started to push him over. He fell onto the bed ungracefully. Kyoko stepped back and gave him this look of excitement. "I've got a surprise for you," she sang as her fingers reached for the zipper at her side. She playfully danced for him as she stripped off her dress. First pulling out her left arm where the zipper was, she revealed a black strap curving over her shoulder. Then did the same to the other side but held up the dress at her chest revealing nothing. She turned around to give him her back and slowly started to push the dress down her body.

The black straps split into two that crossed once at her bare back. Soon sheer black fabric came to view in a delicate curve that covered her lower back. She glanced back at him sitting on the bed watching her as she revealed the see-through bodysuit with his thong cut design. The dress fell to her feet and she side stepped out of it.

"Tada," she twisted around and revealed the front. His eyes devoured her naked body peaking through the polka-dotted mesh material hiding nothing but covering everything. The plunging V-neck barely covered her fuller breasts and stopped at her belly button. Two more little black straps crossed between the V-neck curving over her cleavage and crossing at her diaphragm.

"Do you like it?" She whispered and ran her hands up her body and to her chest, squeezing her breasts together enticingly.

"Like is an understatement," he murmured.

She sashayed over and went to her knees before him. "Show me," her hands clawed up his thighs and she bit her lip while looking at his groin. "Show me how much you like it," she repeated as her hands stroke up his leg to his hips and to the belt buckle. He leaned back allowing her to strip him of his remaining clothes.

Her eyes raked over his naked body, bigger, wider, filled out more and a little fuzzier and then down to the evidence of his desire for her, dark red and hard for her. After all this time, the sight of him still made her body quiver and drip with need. She licked her lips, opened her mouth and sucked him in. Kuon groaned as his talented, sexy wife pulled him in with her lips and tongue. He braced himself with one hand behind him and the other stroked back her long black hair. Her flush face came into view, swollen red lips wrapped around his shaft, her spit dripping down everything as she bobbed her head up and down over and over.

"Kyoko," he warned with a moan. She slowed down significantly, sinking him deep into her mouth, twisting her tongue around his girth and slowly drew him out. He sprung free from her lips and she looked up at him and licked her lips. That pink little tongue swirled around those engorged red lips sending a shiver through him. He could see a straight line from her beautiful face to her cleavage peeking through the bodysuit giving him the most wonderful memory. She rose up to crawl over his lap and push herself over his head. Her lips crashed down upon his, passionately invading his mouth with her slick tongue. Kuon put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. His hands roamed across her back, down to the soft skin that curved around her revealed bottom, squeezing her cheeks and forcing her hips against him.

Kyoko threw her head back and shuddered out a moan into the room. Kuon's eyes fell to her chest and he reached up with his free hand to push that thin strap of fabric to the side. Her perky nipple greeted him, hard and puckered. He wrapped his lips around her breast as her hips started to rock against him. She groaned as he teased her. The tip of his tongue flicking and then circling the dark tip playfully. He released the other breast and pinched it hard with his fingers making her shudder and stop her hips from moving. His mouth popped off her tit and looked up at her. He rubbed his saliva off her breast, lifting the heavy flesh up and around with the palm of his hand.

"Take me, Kuon. Please," she begged.

Taking her into his arms, he swung her around to lay on the bed. Her breathing increased in anticipation. Air was forced in and out of her lungs as Kuon hovered over her. His hands stroked down her body, a firm motion from her breasts over her stomach and to her thighs. Kyoko bent her knees up and out without prompting. The thong design of her lingerie was getting swallowed by her wet little pussy. He reached down and lightly touched the black strip that tried to cover her.

"Tear it," she told him and he looked up at her. Her gold eyes filled with heat and she repeated her command, "Tear it apart."

He licked his lips and looked back down. He spread his fingers apart to slick down her inner labia that was puffed up around it. She squirmed under his touch, eager for something more substantial. He reached her entrance and pushed past the fabric to sink shallowly inside of her. Her hips jerked up, forcing his fingers deeper inside of her. Kyoko moaned out and he decided to play with her a little bit. He twisted his fingers up and started to pump with the fabric between his index and middle finger. Her body responded quickly, her voice mewling and begging for more, her thigh quivered under his other hand and her womanhood soaked his fingers and through her lingerie.

He could feel himself seep and his own desire to be inside of her started to outweigh his teasing. He pulled back and hooked his fingers around the cloth. Letting go of her thigh, he grabbed the other side and pulled the thin material apart with a jerk.

Kyoko gasped and then moaned as he rubbed her with all of his fingertips. She rotated her hips at his touch, his fingers rubbing her lips, her clit, her everything making her feel warm and wet and good all over. He rose up and took himself with his left hand. She had her eyes closed and was panting, her hands clawing into the blankets. He watched her body shake and clench and knew she was close. Years of watching her, pleasing her, memorizing every little reaction her body created, he looked forward to this moment each time.

As she was reaching her peak, Kuon moved his fingers up to rub firmly against her clit and thrust into her, filling her as she came from his hand. She cried out as it hit her, her voice filling the room and bouncing off the walls. He shallowly rocked into her as her body spasmed and squeezed half of his length. When the first initial crash of her orgasm left, he removed his hand and leaned forward to sink deep to the hilt. Her back arched up off the bed and her voice left her as she screamed out without a sound. He groaned and shifted his hands to dip by her shoulders. The weight of his body pushing her into the bed, his hips grinding against hers causing her to writhe beneath him. With his knees bent beneath her thighs, he lifted his hips to move in practiced rhythm.

His sexy wife moaned and whimpered at each push. Her pale breasts bounced in time beautifully framed by the black fabric. Even after three children, she was more gorgeous to him than any woman out there. Her breasts were bigger but had light lines that matched the marks on her stomach. Marks made from holding his children, of being the most wonderful mother and the most giving woman. She did work hard to get rid of all the weight she gained having them. Her stomach was flat but there was only so much that could be done naturally. Still, her womanly curves only made her more desirable to him.

After years of being with her, he felt like he still couldn't get enough. He increased his tempo without meaning to, but his desire for her overwhelmed him and he felt himself sip. With short jerky thrust, he groaned as he came. He grounded against her but she tapped his arm asking for him to stop. He looked down at her as she panted, flushed and spent. Leaning back, he laid down over her body, holding her tightly beneath him and worked to catch his breath.

"Happy 10 years, Kuon," she said breathless.

He smiled and nuzzled his face against her breasts. "Happy anniversary, sweetheart." He lifted his head and kissed her breast bone all the way up to her neck and finally her lips. He softly, sweetly kissed her, making her hum in glee. He pulled back and whispered, "Do you want your gift now?"

She raised an eyebrow at him and started to panic. "You bought me something? We don't buy gifts for each other. This thing was like $30. It wasn't seriously a gift."

He smiled. "I liked it." He lifted a hand and pulled the black string between her breasts up and snapped it on her skin.

"Ow," she lied badly making him smile and then asked curiously, "What is it?"

He crawled off the bed and grabbed his pants. Riffling in the pocket he pulled out a diamond bracelet, causing her to gasp.

"Kuon!" she exclaimed. He slid up next to her and dangled the bracelet over her. She gingerly took it. Dozens of diamonds formed little flowers all around it. Eight round diamonds wrapped around a larger one with two little diamonds between each one.

"Kuon," she whined. "It's beautiful, but I wish you didn't."

"You always say that. Yet," he moved to her wrist and she lifted it up for him to put it on. Once it snapped closed, he kissed her wrist. "You always wear it."

She pouted. "That's because you've broken me."

"Spoiled. I've spoiled you," he clarified.

Kyoko shrugged as she admired the jewelry. "Same difference."

He laughed softly and was settling down next to her to sleep; however, Kyoko had other plans. She pushed herself up and rolled him onto his back, then moved to straddle his lap.

"Kyoko, I'm not sure…"

"Shhh," she pressed her fingers over his lips. When he stopped speaking, she leaned back up. "You gave me this beautiful gift, the least I can do is make my gift last as long as possible to make it even." She traced the two straps that crossed her chest with her fingers to entice him. "Even if it takes all night," she purred.

He groaned. "You are relentless."

"Hey," she pouted pretending to be offended. "You're the one who married me, nor have I heard any complaints these last ten years."

"And I would marry you again, every ten years if you want me to," he said and sat up. He cupped her face with his hand and softly kissed her. "Until death do us part, my little succubus."

She snorted at his bedroom nickname before playfully nipping his lower lip. "This little sex demon plans on savoring her meal, so brace yourself, dear husband."

"I'm all yours, Sweetheart. Forever and always," he promised and she pushed him back down on the bed.

A/N: I sincerely hope you have enjoyed this little adventure I finally managed to finish. It took a whole extra half month to complete, but I'm VERY happy I got it done, and how it turned out. I hope all of you enjoyed this little venture, because I'M NOT DOING IT AGAIN! Teehee.

I did name all their children. If you are curious what I came up with here are their full names. I gave them a Japanese first name and a Russian middle name that would allow them to choose later in life.
Koichi Emil Hizuri Age: 9

Ayame Mila Hizuri Age: 6

Takehiko Luka Hizuri Age: 4

Thanks again for everyone who stuck with me and for everyone who gave this story a chance once complete. Until next time. Love, AB.