"Never is life so exciting as at the beginning of a journey."

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Of Impulse and Fey

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"It's a girl, and jeez, does she carry a pair of lungs!" Reito said, exhausted but still gingerly wrapping our newly born baby girl in a soft cloth after wiping her down. I was shivering uncontrollably, the loss of body heat nearly unbearable, but I smiled happily nonetheless. "We have a little girl, mom and mama would've loved to see her." Natsuki quickly covered me with her jacket and managed to reach for a towel to wipe my forehead with, "What shall we name her tonzae?"

I hummed with indecision, in all of the excitement, I forgot to prepare a name that Natsuki and I could agree on. And I couldn't put it off like I did with Natsuki, she was our child! Just then, I remembered a bedtime story my mothers would often take turns to tell me about a princess who was forced to love a neighboring prince, but fought against him and his army to be with the woman she loved. Once defeated, the princess and her bride ran away to another land living happily ever after. Her name was… "Kiyohime. I want her name to be Kiyohime."

Natsuki didn't say anything at first and I was worried that she would disagree with it. Instead, she chuckled and planted a kiss on the top of my sweaty head, "Kiyohime it is."

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The rest of the week was a blur of shopping for baby clothes and tools, sleepless nights, and police knocking down our doors. When Kiyohime and I were put to bed after labor, Natsuki and Reito decided to burn down Marguerite's home to rid of any evidence. We weren't suspects, but the police came into every home within a seven mile radius demanding for any witness statements. Lucky for us, Kiyohime's wailing in the other room, gave them the tip-off that "we've been really too busy to see anything officers, but we'll let you know if we hear something". Yikes, if only they knew. Later it turned out to be an unsolved case, and no one bothered to re-open it because Marguerite had been very troublesome in the neighborhood. As much as no one wanted to say it, they were happy she was gone. When a week transformed into a full month, Reito announced that he would be away on some well-earned holiday time with Chikako. Having already taught Natsuki and I how to put the stroller together, we sent him off on his merry way. Natsuki and I were natural born parents complete with over exaggerated worry. We fretted and fussed over her when she cried for longer than half a day. It took a while to figure out what was wrong, but we came to find that she is most comfortable facing a fan while I read her the books we read together when she was in my womb. Natsuki suspected that she might carry a wind elemental, but couldn't be certain until she was a little older. It didn't matter to me as long as she was happy, healthy and safe.

Once the baby decided she was tired enough for an afternoon nap, all three of us settled in our room taking in the peaceful silence gratefully.

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Our days and nights soon developed patterns of their own by the time Reito returned from his two- week long trip. We had all settled for our daytime nap, when I heard Reito come in through the front entrance. Feeling particularly energetic, I rose from my napping place- my bed- and went over to Kiyohime's crib.

She was perfect. With my ruby eyes and tufts of Natsuki's dark cobalt hair, she couldn't be any more perfect. "Shh, she's sleeping," I whispered as Reito tip toed into my room. "Which one are you referring to?" He gave his signature smarmy grin when I playfully slapped his shoulder when he got close, but he was right though. The two out of the three most precious people on earth were currently sleeping, one in the cradle, and the other on the chaise lounge. "I'll have you know that Natsuki has been doing a wonderful job caring for the baby with you gone."

"Oh I'm sure she has, but I'm much better at handling the child." I smacked his shoulder again when he winked conspiratorially at me. He chuckled, then stretched with his arms overhead. "Man, I needed that trip. And after explaining my absence, well only the birthing of my niece, to Chikako," he sighed contentedly, "let's just say her arms weren't the only welcoming appendages."

"You dog!" I gasped mock scandalized.

"Hey, my name doesn't start with the letter 'N'."

"It doesn't have to in your case," came a deep, and rumbly reply from the other side of the room.

"You wound me," Reito said feigning a hurt expression while placing his right hand over his chest.

My lover grunted and then rose from her sleeping place to stretch languidly before me, and I didn't miss the slight glint of mischievousness behind those striking eyes. Reading the mood, Reito announced that he would be downstairs if we needed anything and left. Natsuki walked over to where I stood by the crib and wrapped an arm around my waist. "She really is beautiful," Natsuki sighed before settling behind me to wrap both of her arms around my waist, "She takes after her mother." I merely smiled and tilted my head back to allow Natsuki room to nuzzle my neck affectionately. We remained like that for a few minutes until my blunette's hands began to wander. I moaned at a particular brush over my perking nipple. "We'll wake the baby," I muttered, turning to encircle my arms around her neck. Natsuki grunted noncommittally as she continued to lip at my neck.

"Why 'Kiyohime'?"

"What?" Her question caught me off guard because I was…distracted by other things.

"Where did you get 'Kiyohime' from?"

"Oh! My mothers would often tell me about a story about a princess and her bride when I was young. It's one of my favorite stories."

She continued to eye me curiously that I got a little self-conscious. "Why, do you not like it?"

Natsuki shook her head with a small smile before nipping at my collarbone, "You're mothers taught you a bit of our history. It is the story of our beginning."

I looked at her stunned, but in retrospect, I should have known earlier. I laughed and quickly pecked at Natsuki's supple mouth. "Is that all I get?" she murmured before coming back in for a deep kiss that sent shivers up and down my spine. The heat in the room rose steadily and soon I brushed aside Natsuki's loosely fitted shirt to plant more kisses of my own. Her hands slid up my thigh to lift the hem of my Carine Gilson satin slip in dark purple causing goosebumps in their wake.

"As much as I really want you Natsuki, my body is still recovering," I moaned reproachfully when her hand caressed my bottom gently. I squeaked when she gave it a firm squeeze. She opened her mouth to say something, but Kiyohime began to wake from her nap if her groans of discomfort were anything to go by. Natsuki sighed and rested her forehead on my collarbone and I played with the tips of her hair until she sighed again but in contentment.

"We've gone and made a family, haven't we?"

"It would seem so."

We spoke telepathically and when Kiyohime's groans turned into small cries, Natsuki lifted her head and gave me another quick peck on my mouth. "But I'm happy it's with you tonzae."

We faced the crib again and I reached to hold her cool hand, "Me too."

A/N: We have come to the end of our journey together with this story "Of Impulse and Fey". For the devoted readers who have stayed with me before I revamped the story, thank you from the bottom of my heart I know this was a long time coming. For the readers I picked up along the way, thank you for taking the time to read this fic, I am so happy to have had you. I had a poll up for a possible spin off series for this story, but I got no replies so it's coming to full close. However, if there are readers interested in the spin off series please visit my tumblr page to vote. Anyway, thank you so much everyone! I hope you will return for the other stories I have planned. Have an awesome day/night~