"Yay!" Emilia said, jumping for joy. "We are finally here!"
"Calm down, Emi," Junko sighed.
"Sorry mummy," Emi replied. "We have been stuck in that plane for so long. I'm just happy to get out."
"I share Emilia thoughts on the subject," Kyoko said. "It was a long trip. But here we are in London."
The family of five were inside the airport at the conveyer belt waiting for their luggage to appear. Makoto, Kyoko and Junko thought it was time to take the kids on their first holiday aboard and they choose London. Both children had just finished their first year at school, and they were both six years old. While Makoto was now 28 years old with Kyoko and Junko both turning 28 later this year.
"How are you feeling son?" Makoto asked Kira.
"I'm fine dad," the young boy yawned. "I can't wait to see all the famous landmarks."
"One step at a time," Kyoko replied. "We need to let our bodies adjust to this time zone first. It's 11 am here while our bodies are still on Japan time which is it 7 pm right now."
"Oh, come on Babe!" Junko groaned. "Where is your sense of adventure?"
"We have two weeks here," Kyoko replied. "We will have everything we wanted to do and see done."
"Boo!" Junko replied. Then she turned her head to the conveyer belt and all of their suitcases. "Bingo! All five suitcases together."
The three adults grabbed all the suitcases, and they headed outside to grab their bus that would take them to their hotel. The hotel itself wasn't anything to fancy. It was more like an apartment. A living room and a small kitchen together mixed into one room. Two bedrooms and a bathroom. The kids would have to share a room, but they had their own bed. While Makoto, Kyoko and Junko had their own room and the bed was big enough for the trio to sleep in.
20 Minutes later
The family of five arrived at their hotel and got two card keys. Then headed into the lift and went up to the third floor and headed to their apartment. Once they got inside the kids took their suitcases to their room. While Makoto and Junko their suitcases to their room while Kyoko had a look around the place.
"Hey Sweetheart," Junko saw as dumped her suitcase on the bed. "Wanna head out with the kids and grab something to eat, and we will try and convince Babe to come?"
"Sure," Makoto replied as he opened his suitcase and pulled out his clothes. "We need a bigger wardrobe," he sighed.
"I agree," Kyoko said as she walked into the room. "But unfortunately we need to make do for the next two weeks."
"Hey Babe," Junko said. "Wanna head out for something to eat?"
"That sounds like a good idea," Kyoko replied. "We are close to 12 pm, so I think it's a good time for lunch."
"More like dinner," Makoto said, rubbing his belly. "Saying that getting the kids out will be good. Because we will need to keep them up as long as possible."
"What time we should we keep them awake for?" Junko asked.
"Hmm, let's make it six hours," Kyoko replied. "Which means it will be 6 pm and it will be two in the morning over in Japan. Then hopefully they will get a long sleep."
"Sounds like a plan Babe!" Junko replied, giving her lover the thumbs up. "Let's leave the clothes for now and let's get out for a walk."
"I will tell the kids," Makoto replied as he put his clothes on top of his suitcase and left the room.
"You seem very keen," Kyoko said, folding her arms.
"Of course, I am," Junko giggled. "Look, Babe, being stuck in that plane for 11 hours has done nothing good for our legs. So, why not go out and explore."
"But we have 14 days…"
"Yeah, you said," Junko said, cutting off Kyoko. "If you mention 14 days again then I won't be giving you any 'attention' during this holiday."
"Fine!" Kyoko replied, defeated.
"Good," Junko smiled.
Makoto walked into the kid's room, and he saw both children sitting on their beds and on their tablets. No doubt in Makoto's mind that Kira was reading while Emilia was watching a video.
"Right kids we are going out to grab something to eat and do some food shopping to fill that small fridge we have," Makoto said.
"Can I finish off this chapter first dad?" Kira asked as he looked at his father. "It will take a minute."
"Of course, you can," Makoto smiled.
Emilia turned off her tablet and put it down on her bed. She stood up and looked at her father. "Is it ok if I hold your hand, daddy?"
"Yes, you can," Makoto smiled at his daughter.
An hour later
The family of five were sitting in a small restaurant. The three adults who had learned English when they went to Australia nine years ago. Brushed up their knowledge of the English language so they could make their two weeks here easier.
Everyone had just finished their meal, and Kyoko was left happy as the food that was on offer was really good.
"Before we head back to our apartment," Makoto said. "We should go to a local shop and pick up a few things."
"Toliet roll, sweets, juice and crisps?" Kyoko asked.
"Yes," Makoto nodded. "Maybe a few other things."
Junko was on her phone to catch up on anything she missed in the 11 hours she missed while on the plane.
As for the kids, they were getting too comfortable in their chairs, and both felt sleepy.
Junko raised her head and caught the kids with their eyes lids bearly open.
"Right, you two. No napping just yet!" Junko said.
"Sorry mummy," Emilia said softly.
Junko's heart melted. 'What did I ever do to have this child in my life? Emi is a little gem, and I love her to bits!'
"I suppose we better get up and move," Kyoko said. "Let's walk around London for an hour."
The family of five went around London, and they did a bit of shopping. Both kids were given a high energy drink to keep them awake. They went to see a few famous landmarks but not the big one's Buckingham Palace.
Hours later
It was 7 pm at night, and both kids were fast asleep in their rooms. It had been a long day for them, and they fell asleep as soon as they got inside their beds.
As for the three adults. They were in the living room watching tv. They managed to get a news station about Japan.
Makoto had both of his arms around the back of Junko's and Kyoko's necks as the girls were resting their heads on Makoto's shoulders.
"It's been a very long day," Makoto yawned.
"You can say that again," Junko mumbled. "I'm not even in the mood for sex."
"The end of the world must be nearing then," Makoto joked.
"Very funny… Sweetheart…" Junko replied as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"So that's three kids out for the count," Makoto joked as he let out a low chuckle.
Kyoko raised her head and saw Junko sleeping on Makoto's shoulder. "Makoto let's head to bed and leave Junko here." She stood up and stretched and walked to Junko's side and held the model gently. So Makoto could get up.
"Goodnight Junko, I love you," Kyoko whispered, and she kissed her lover on the head. She gently laid Junko on the sofa. Makoto kissed Junko on the forehead as well. The pair headed to the bedroom and got dressed into their sleeping gear and got inside the bed.
"So when were you going to tell me your little secret?" Kyoko asked.
"Never, would have been the preferred choice," Makoto sighed. "Why does your father tell you everything?"
"Because he cares about you, Makoto. He sees you as a son he never had," Kyoko replied. "I don't see why you chose to keep it a secret. My father thinks you're the best man for the job."
"The reason I chose to keep it a secret was that it was a school matter and not a personal one. Plus, I turned your father down, so there was no need to tell you or Junko."
"Makoto!" Kyoko said in anger. "Don't you remember the last you refused to talk about a job?"
Makoto sighed as he remembered the day he lost his previous job on the same day Kira and Emilia were born.
"Remember how bad you were?" Kyoko said more calmly. "I and Junko need to know so we can support you. We are your wives, after all."
"But I wasn't losing my job this time around," he replied.
"That is beside the point," Kyoko moaned. "My father has offered you the chance to take over from him as Headmaster of Hope's Peak, and you turned him down."
"Because there are people who have been at the school longer than I have. They are first in line for the job," Makoto said firmly. "I can't just waltz into the Headmaster position because I'm the son-in-law. That is unfair."
Kyoko blinked her eyes a few times. "Makoto, he has OFFERED the JOB to you. So what you think doesn't matter in my father's eyes."
"I'm going to bed. I rather not talk about this on while I'm on holiday. I've turned him down end of discussion. Goodnight!" Makoto replied, annoyed.
He laid on his side with his back facing Kyoko and fell asleep.
Kyoko knew something was stopping Makoto taking the job. It was something personal and knowing Makoto has as well as she does. It would be a lack of belief. Her father thought Makoto was the best man for the job. But her husband thought otherwise, and that's why he has turned down the Headmaster's job.
Kyoko knew she had her work cut out for her to make Makoto take the job. The role itself was perfect for him. But that was for another day as her eyes closed and she fell asleep.
Next morning
Makoto woke up, and he checked his phone and saw it was only half six in the morning. He got out of bed and headed for the bathroom and did his stuff.
He headed for the fridge to see what was inside. But he stopped when he heard a door opening and saw Kira walking out of his room.
"Morning, son," Makoto smiled. "Have a good sleep?"
"Yes, dad, I did," the young boy replied. "I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't."
"That's ok son. You have done well. Would you like something to eat?"
"Not right now," Kira replied. The young boy went to the bathroom and then went back to bed to read a book.
Makoto had a few packets of crisps. The hotel they were staying at did breakfast in the morning, so he had to wait.
He travelled back to bed and gently go in, so he didn't wake Kyoko. He went on his phone to check a few things. Then felt Kyoko beginning to move and slowly got up.
She didn't bother saying morning to him. She went to the bathroom and went straight back to bed.
"Kyoko, I'm sorry," Makoto sighed.
"Makoto just drop it," Kyoko replied. "You said you didn't want to talk about it while on holiday so let's just stick to that."
Makoto shook his head and went back to his phone.
An hour later
It was time to get breakfast. Makoto put on a t-shirt and shorts as it was meant to be a very warm day.
He got the kids ready to go down and grab breakfast. Kyoko went back to sleep while Junko was still out on the sofa.
Makoto knew it was best to wake up Junko. "Hey sleepy bum, wake up."
"You've got a sleepy bum," Junko mumbled in her sleep.
"Mummy wake up you let off a smelly fart," Emilia said.
Junko shot up and looked embarrassed while Makoto shook his head at his daughter, cunning abilities to wake her mum up.
"I was only kidding mummy," Emilia giggled. "Daddy was getting worried that you were sleeping for too long."
"Oh you little rascal," Junko said, rolling her eyes.
"I'm going to take the kids and me downstairs for breakfast," Makoto said.
"Right ok Sweetheart," Junko nodded. "I will see if I can get Babe up."
Makoto nodded, and he took both children to the breakfast hall.
Junko stood up and gave herself a mighty stretch. "Oh, boy, I need that!"
She headed for the loo and then made her way to the bedroom and found Kyoko asleep. Junko made her way over to Kyoko and softly kissed her on the lips.
"If that's your idea of waking a sleeping beauty, then it has failed," Kyoko said, opening her eyes. "But the kiss? I wouldn't mind another one."
"Slut," Junko giggled. "How long have you been up for?"
"An hour," Kyoko replied.
"Huh? So how come you're not out getting breakfast with Sweetheart and the kids?"
"Makoto and I butted heads last night, and he turned his back to me when he went to sleep," Kyoko answered.
"Geez seriously?" Junko groaned. "We are meant to be on holiday!"
"I'm aware," Kyoko replied softly. "But he has been keeping a secret from us."
"What? He has a third woman on the go?" Junko asked.
"You know as well as I that Makoto couldn't handle a third woman after the all the sex have weekly," Kyoko replied. "He was offered a new job from my father. But Makoto has turned it down and was hoping to keep it a secret."
"New job?" Junko said, raising an eyebrow. "What kind of job?"
"My father has picked Makoto to be his successor," Kyoko replied.
"Wait, hang on. Your dad wants Sweetheart to be the next Headmaster of Hope's Peak?" Junko asked, stunned.
"Yes," Kyoko nodded. "But not straight away, give or take two years. He has said to me that he wants to help to look after Kira and Emilia more. He has plenty of money in the bank so he can enjoy his retirement."
"Hm taking that all in your father is in his 50's. But is not a bit too early though? Come on Babe your dad has a very well paying job."
"Yes, I know. I thought the same as well," Kyoko replied. "I spoke to him about it, and that's what he wants to do, and I respect his decision."
"So how come you don't respect Sweethearts then?" Junko asked.
"You know as well as I. Makoto is knocking himself down. He has the skills to do the job. I believe in him, you believe in him, and so does my father. But we know our husband better then he knows himself sometimes."
"I can't disagree with you there," Junko sighed. "I will leave it with you then. This is between you and him. I want nothing to with this. I will keep the kids away while you two fix this mess out."
"Thank you," Kyoko replied as she stood up. However, she was pushed straight back down by Junko.
"Not so fast," Junko grinned. As the model climbed on the bed and leaned over Kyoko.
Hours later
The family of five were out doing a bit of sightseeing. Makoto and Kyoko didn't talk to each other. Kyoko was holding Kira's hand. While Makoto and Junko were holding Emila's hands.
Junko had to think of a way to get the kids away while leaving Makoto and Kyoko together so they could talk.
As they walked past a massive toy shop. This cause the eye of both kids and they wanted to go inside. Junko knew this was the chance.
"I will take the kids in," Junko said.
"I will come in too," Makoto said.
"No, Sweetheart. You already took the kids to have breakfast so you can chill on this one," Junko said. "Emi, Kira, don't let go of my hands, ok?"
Both kids agreed, and the trio walked into the shop. Leaving Makoto and Kyoko together.
"I've told Junko by the way," Kyoko said.
"Great," Makoto said sarcastically. "I'm surprised she's not hounded me yet."
"Well at first she thought you had a third woman on the go. Before I told her what your secret was."
"I wouldn't have enough juice in the tank or energy for that matter after what you and Junko do to me weekly. The thought of me cheating on you and Junko makes me feel sick."
Kyoko felt her heart melt. "Makoto, I know why you turned down my father. But he believes in you, so do I and Junko as well. The reason you have turned down the job is. Not because there are other people, who should be in the cue ahead of you. It's because you lack belief in yourself and don't think you would make a great Headmaster."
"Maybe I should stop having sex with you," Makoto said emotionless.
Kyoko could tell Makoto wasn't bluffing. She shook her head and sighed, then walked into the toy shop.
Makoto stood outside alone, and he had a fair mind to phone Jin and have a few words with him. Makoto wanted to keep this between himself and Jin. But of course, his boss thought otherwise and got Kyoko involved.
Makoto knew Kyoko spoke the truth. He did lack belief, but he also felt he wasn't ready to take on such an important job. He went into deep thought.
Kyoko found her son, Junko and Emilia. Junko looked at Kyoko, and the latter shook her head. Which made Junko rolled her eyes.
"Mum," Kira said. "Can you take me outside. It's getting too hot in here."
Kyoko took her son's hand, and the pair left the toy shop where they both saw Makoto looking around the different shops.
Kira stood beside his father, which surprised the latter.
"How come you're out here?" Makoto asked.
"It's to warm dad," Kira replied.
"There was a lot of people in that shop to be fair," Makoto said. "Would you like a cold drink?"
"Yes, dad."
"Ok," Makoto replied. He took Kira's hand and turned around to see Kyoko looking at him. "You want to come with us to the shop or are you staying with Junko and Emilia?"
"I will stay here," Kyoko said coldly.
Makoto shook his head and began to walk with Kira down the street.
"Are you and mum ok?" Kira asked.
"Yeah, we are," Makoto lied.
Kyoko watched the pair go into the shop and felt a small hand touching her gloved hand.
"Aunt Kyoko where are Kira and daddy?" Emilia asked.
"They have gone to a shop to get something to drink," Kyoko replied.
"Oh, we can go and get a drink too?"
"Knowing your father he will get you a drink as well," Kyoko replied.
Junko placed her lips to Kyoko's ear. "You two better sort this mess out and I will not have you two ruin this holiday for me and the kids. Stop acting like children. I will tell Sweetheart this as well, don't you worry!"
A week later
Things hadn't improved as much as Junko hoped. Makoto and Kyoko weren't talking to each other, and Makoto ended sleeping on the sofa every night.
Makoto and Kyoko put their differences aside so they could ensure Kira had a first holiday to remember. But even he knew things weren't right.
For Kira's age, he was really mature, which stunned his parents and Junko. But he had a plan which he hoped that would help his parents moods.
It was around about 8 pm, and they were at The London Eye. Kira had told Junko about the plan, and she was impressed and approved. She, Kira and Emilia rushed to The London Eye and got on a capsule.
Leaving Makoto and Kyoko behind. Which meant they had to take the next capsule to picked them up. Lucky for the duo nobody was in line, and they had the capsule to themselves.
Makoto sat in the middle of the capsule while Kyoko watched the view as the capsule was going up.
"Our son is quite the clever rascal," Kyoko said.
Makoto raised his head looked at his wife. "What do you mean?"
"Kira knew things weren't well between us and I caught him talking to Junko. I didn't think much of it at first. But when he was so keen to go to The London Eye. But ensure that he, Junko and Emilia were well ahead of us. Everything made sense."
"So wait? Are you trying to say that our son hatch a plan with Junko and we both fell for it?" Makoto said, somewhat stunned.
"Yes," Kyoko replied as she continued to look out at the view.
"That boy of ours is getting to smart for his age… But I'm proud of him," he chuckled.
"As am I," Kyoko replied.
Makoto stood up and walked over to Kyoko and looked out at the view.
"Kyoko, I'm sorry," Makoto sighed.
"No stop!" Kyoko said firmly. "It's me that should be saying sorry. I shouldn't have brought up the matter in the first place not while on holiday. I've had a full week of reflecting, and I'm the one who is in the wrong."
"But you did speak the truth," Makoto replied. "I do lack the belief. But I also feel I'm not ready for such an important job."
"Makoto," Kyoko said as she turned to face him. "If my father didn't think you were ready for the job, then he would never have asked you. He has said that people that he has spoken to have voiced their support for you to take over."
"It's good having support… But running a full school," Makoto sighed.
"Look at me," Kyoko asked. Makoto did as he was told, and he looked at her. "You have made the impossible possible. Need I remind you of me and Junko during our time at school? Makoto, I believe in you. I always have, and I always will. You have managed to keep our family together when things have gone wrong, or we have fallen out with each other. Junko and I will have your back, and we will support you when things go wrong."
"Kyoko," Makoto sighed. "I… I'm scared."
Kyoko wrapped her arms around her husband. "What are you scared about? My father will teach you everything he knows before he leaves. He hasn't closed the door on the offer because he knows the job can be daunting, but it's not. You are right about one thing. This job offer didn't concern me or Junko. But I know you suited for that role and I wanted to give you a good push."
"That's the reason why he spoke to you, wasn't it?" Makoto said. "Because your father knew that you would talk to me about it and give me a push."
"Makoto be honest with me. Do you want the job?"
"Yes, I do," Makoto replied quietly. "I felt honoured that your father picked me. But I quickly panicked and turned it down."
"Well, how about this," she said softly. "We won't speak about this for the rest of the holiday. Enjoy our last week here and when we get back home. Let's go and see my father, and we can talk things out how does that sound?"
"Yes, I like that," Makoto replied. "Thank you, Kyoko."
"You don't need to thank me. I am merely helping my husband overcoming his fears and pushing himself towards a brilliant job."
Kyoko kissed Makoto on the lips, and the pair enjoyed the view together while Makoto had his arm around Kyoko's shoulder.
When they reached ground level, they left the capsule and saw Kira, Junko and Emilia waiting for them.
"Kira come here," Kyoko said. The young boy walked to his parents. "We are proud of you son," Kyoko said warmly. "You got us good."
Makoto began to chuckle. "That he did."
"Wait, you two knew?" Kira said stunned.
"I knew as soon as we were made to go on a separate capsule," replied his mother. "Your father and I are good now. Thank you, Kira."
The young boy started to blush, which made everyone laugh.
A week later
The holiday was over, and everyone was getting ready to leave the apartment.
"Kira, Emilia," their father said. "Are you two packed and ready to go?"
"Yes, dad," both children said at the same time.
"Good, put your suitcases at the front door and sit in the living room ok."
Both children did as they were told, and they left their bedroom dragging the suitcases to the front door.
Makoto walked into his bedroom and saw Kyoko and Junko closing their suitcases.
"You two done?" He asked.
"You bet we are," Junko giggled. "I can't wait to get home and see Muku. I miss her."
"You big softy," Kyoko giggled.
"Yeah yeah," Junko said, waving her hand. "Right, we better head."
"I agree," Kyoko replied.
The family of five left the hotel and reached the airport and got on a plane heading back home and leaving London behind. It had been a great two weeks in London, and the Naegis knew they would be coming back again at some point in the future.
Thank you for reading.
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