Author's Note: Yeah.......riiiiiiiiiiiight.........uhhhhhhhhhh.....
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Chapter 3: Happy Endings
"Alright dear, I got to open the shop early today for a new Toledo shipment so don't forget to wash the windows!"
"Yes Kaoru-dear." Kenshin smiled, tying on his pink apron that said 'World's Best Homemaker!' on it and waved Kaoru goodbye as she went to open her sword shop. He marched to the sink and grabbed his trusty bottle of Windex and a shammy cloth and exhaled.
"Hiten mitsuryuugi style! Window Wash Sen!!!!!"
With cheerful determination he walked into the living room where Kenji was napping in his little playpen as Kenshin started a window.
"Oh! I got to do the laundy after this de gozaru. Ah....domestic bliss."
Cheerfully whistling, Kenshin actually LIKED doing housework and was theoretically addicted to it. But Kaoru just assumed he was being a good, dutiful husband. He was sure it stemmed from living with his adoptive father, the King of Lushes, Seijuro Hiko, who was a swords master who turned to pottery and chasing young women. As the shammy cloth squeaked, Kenshin merrily moved to the next window.
The phone rang and Kenshin paused to answer.
"Hello, Himura residence?"
"Hiiiimurrrrrrrrrrrrrra!!!!"
Kenshin winced with a slight 'oro' and blinked.
"Misao-dono, what is it?"
"Put Tanuki on the phone!"
"Anou....she left."
"What?!"
"She went to work."
"At.....six am?"
"Yes."
"She just left?"
"Yes."
".....Fuck.. Wait. Ah! Why am I up at six am!!!!"
The phone abruptly clicked off and Kenshin blinked.
"Well....back to cleaning!!!"
And with that he hopped back to his window and hummed.
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Tokio peered out her window, then looked down at the black coffee in her hand as an awkward feeling passed over her and she sighed. Last night she had practically drooled over Saitoh, drooling being uncharacteristic of her, and found it extremely tempting to grope, grab, and generally molest him six ways to Sunday . And the bastard, damn him, seemed to know it too when leather clad fangirls took a liking to her favorite cop and she resorted to glares and grabbing him by the arm.
Jealousy was never her favorite, and she exhibited it in full force. Saitoh seemed to relish it and merely smirked at her all through the concert, irking her and making her enjoy Luna Sea slightly less but then her Ryuuchi fan girl mode kicked in and she forgot her dilemma very briefly until the end when they walked out of the venue and onto the streets where the humidity hit them like a wave.
"Did you have fun?" she asked, trying to break the odd silence.
"It was...interesting."
"Hmmm, I suppose it is out of your element."
"Perhaps but...I did enjoy seeing you scare off my fan club."
Tokio's mouth open, but no words came out and she narrowed her eyes and sighed.
"You're a dumb wolf bastard."
"You wound me kitten." he said flatly, and grabbed a hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Checking your claws."
".....you are an idiot."
Saitoh glared at her and pulled her closer.
"Really Tokio, this game is getting dull and this wolf is hungry."
Feeling strangely flirty, Tokio grabbed his belt and tugged it.
"Then by all means, let's take this elsewhere."
Saitoh raised an eyebrow and led her back to her apartment.
And never left.
And now here she was sipping her coffee and having the ever odd morning after daze. She glanced over to Saitoh who was roaming through her fridge, a cigarette in his mouth. Grabbing orange juice, he poured a glass and sat at the table and glanced at her.
She gazed back, eyebrows suddenly furrowing.
"Do you want me to leave?" Saitoh asked, noticing her expression.
Tokio shook her you...put some pants on or something?"
Saitoh arched an eyebrow and smirked.
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"No."
"Hajime!"
"I love it when you say my name all angry. And I'm not putting my pants on because I'm planning on taking you again at least twice before I leave."
Tokio gulped, and sipped her coffee.
"Can I finish my coffee?"
"No." Saitoh muttered and leapt up and grabbed her, tossing her over his shoulder and leading her back to the bedroom.
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Misao stared at the object on her bathroom sink, eyebrows furrowed, as she attempted to process the information she had just discovered.
The blue lines were a positive indicator.
She began taking deep breaths as she exited her bathroom and sat on her couch, spacing out.
She was pregnant. PREGNANT.
Somewhere in her mind she had wanted to get married and have kids, but not all in the same week! Groaning she rubbed her eyes and picked up her phone, dialing.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Misao. Can you come over? We really need to talk."
Misao hung up the phone and stood up, pacing as she felt her hands shaking.
Was she even ready for a baby?
After fifteen minutes of pacing, there was a knock at the door and she opened to reveal Aoshi who walked in.
"What's going on, Misao?"
She began wringing her hands and asked him to sit down.
"Look, I know we're in this whole odd situation and all....well...it's gotten more complicated."
"How?" Aoshi asked, a nervous feeling creeping over him.
"Well....I....I'm..." she paused and took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."
Aoshi was still...so still and quiet.
And after three minutes Misao waved her hand in front of him.
"You okay? Hey.."
"P..Pregnant?!!"
"That's what the drug store test said. I mean I got to go to the doctor but...yeah. I think I am."
Aoshi blinked and looked up at her, still stunned.
"Thank you for telling me." he murmured and Misao sighed, sitting down next to him.
"Well, you are still my husband by law and you have a right to know. Aoshi...I'm kind of scared." she confessed softly, and felt slight relief when Aoshi wrapped an arm around her so she was leaning against him.
"So am I."
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Tokio stifled a yawn as she headed for the bar, smiling at the memory of her night with Saitoh....and her morning.
She stretched her arms and fished the bar keys out of her pocket as she opened the door, and proceeded to grab her checklist.
-Sweep up.
-set up.
-check inventory.
-do books.
-work on payroll.
Going into her small office, she put her purse behind her desk and her denim jacket was carelessly thrown onto the couch.
Sitting back in her chair, she began doing book-keeping but her mind kept wandering back to a certain cop and his many wonderful skills.
"Oh lord, I'm becoming a twit." she muttered, shaking her head.
She checked her watch.
It was 2 pm.
Her staff would be showing up in an hour.
Tapping her pen against the desk, she began humming a Luna Sea song and found her concentration was utterly shot to hell.
Getting up with a growl, she walked out to the bar and grabbed a broom and began sweeping.
Simple work.
An hour passed and as Tokio was cleaning glasses, Enishi and her head hostess, Okon, walked in bickering.
"Yukishirou, how many times do I have to tell you I will NOT give you Misao-chan's phone number!!!"
"Feh!! Stupid hag."
"What was that?!!" Okon asked, grabbing him by the collar.
"I said you're a stupid hag!!!"
Tokio rolled her eyes and sighed, setting the glass she was cleaning down and clearing her throat.
"ENOUGH! Enishi, you start setting up and Okon you finish cleaning these so I can get paperwork done and I don't want to hear to you bickering like a bunch of school kids. I'm not patient enough to play mother."
Enishi snorted.
"You as a mother would be a terrible thought, Takagi-SAN." he sneered, and Tokio's eye twitched.
She needed the help...she needed his employment....
But she really did hate Yukishirou Enishi.
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Sitting at his desk with a lit cigarette in his mouth, Saitoh was leaning back in his chair with a slight smirk on his face.
"What are you looking so damn smug about?"
Saitoh looked over to the man with spiked up blonde hair and closed his eyes.
"Well Chou, a gentleman never tells."
Chou made a 'che' noise and perched himself at the edge of Saitoh's desk.
"Now I think you had an interesting night with a certain tall bar owner who you've enjoyed fraternizing with for...oh a decade now? Geez, Saitoh, such a slowpoke."
"What do you want Chou. I have neither the patience or tolerance for your antics."
Chou shrugged.
"I was just sent to let you know that the Chief has noticed you've yet to take vacation time this year and he's well....a bit put off. Seems the last time you went on vacation was five years ago and he's sent me to tell you that he's ordering you to take a vacation."
Saitoh took the cigarette from his mouth, placing it on his ashtray.
"He's ordering me?"
"Well yes. It appears you're raking up too much vacation time and also they think five years without vacation is a bit...too much. Look at it this way, you have two weeks off to bang your barmaid."
"Remind me to give you a real reason to cover that eye."
"Well, don't maim the messenger. Have a good afternoon." the blonde man said, walking off.
Saitoh crushed out his cigarette.
He never really took vacations, he enjoyed his work...but perhaps this time...hm...two weeks to spend with Tokio.
Interesting possibilities.
His phone suddenly rang.
"Officer Saitoh Hajime. What is it?"
"Really Hajime, is that how you answer the phone?"
He blinked.
"Tokio, in the past ten years you've never called me at work."
"Yes, but I've only just recently had a real good reason to."
"Oh? Was I that good?"
"Maybe not and maybe so. The actual reason is that I'm going to kill my employees because Yukishirou is insane and Okon is irritated."
"Shoot them."
"Hm, wish I would. Alas........."
"Fine. I'll stop by later and shoot them."
He could hear her stifle her laughter.
"Screw shooting. Use a sword. I should just fire Enishi...but I need the help."
"Well then, you're in a dilemma. As pleasant as conversing with you always is, I have work to get back to."
"Yes, and I must continue babysitting. Until tonight."
"Hmm. Have some soba ready."
"Oh? Don't you dare try domesticating me, Hajime. Have a nice time working."
Before he could say anything else she hung up.
"That woman..." he murmured, a wry smirk on his face.
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Kenshin sighed happily as he and Sano received sake dishes and a warm bottle from Tokio.
"So Kenshin, really..how can a guy like housework? I mean it's so......femme?"
Kenshin poured Sano's dish and then his, serving Sano.
"Well, I see it more as something to keep me busy and besides, it's not so bad." the short man said with a smile.
As they drank Kaoru entered the bar with Misao, who looked like she had more or less been stressed.
Kaoru walked over to Kenshin, kissing him briefly.
"How was your day, Kaoru?"
"Hmm, not too bad. Those Toledo swords are something for sure. You should come and check them out."
"Perhaps tomorrow."
Misao slumped next to Sano and waved Tokio over.
"Tokio-san, Hpno and keep them coming."
"Oh? Bad day, Misao-san?"
Misao nodded, rubbing her temples.
Tokio moved swiftly to the bar shelf and grabbed the blue liquor and a shot glass and set it before Misao.
As Misao happily downed a shot, Aoshi happened to be walking in and immediately narrowed his eyes at her, moving swiftly.
He grabbed her hand before she could take another shot, spinning her around fiercely.
"What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice barely hiding his anger.
"Drinking." she replied, as if it was so simple.
"And have you forgotten you're pregnant?!" he said, a littler louder than intended.
"Ehh?! Misao-chan!!"
"You knocked up the Weasel? My sympathies."
"I'm not pregnant!"
"Do you have any idea what danger this will do to the baby if you..."
"Aoshi-san..."
"How can you be so reckless to endanger our child's life..."
"Aoshi!!" she said, finally clapping a hand over his mouth.
"Didn't you just hear me? I'm. Not. Pregnant."
He stilled, blinking.
She finally dropped her hand.
"You're...not?"
She shook her head, and smiled.
"The home test was a fluke, my doctor confirmed it."
"So then...." Aoshi sighed, feeling relieved. Though the idea of a child with Misao wasn't too unappealing.
Maybe one day.
He took a seat next to her.
"Are you...okay?" she asked, offering him a shot.
"I don't really drink much, and I suppose I am. Are you?"
"Yes. I'm kind of relieved. I do one day want to have kids, but I don't think we're ready for that right now."
He looked at her, his eyes seeming to melt.
"But in the future...do you...think of things that way?"
Misao blushed and realized they still had a small audience.
"Ah! We'll talk about this later! Anyways you guys! Go back to your own business, there's nothing to see here!"
"Misao-chan...you thought you were.."
"Kaoru, let's leave Misao-dono alone, de gozaru." Kenshin said, grabbing his wife's hand.
"But...ah...fine." Kaoru sulked.
As Aoshi and Misao sat in silence, Enishi walked up to them and wrapped an arm around Misao.
"Misao-chan...you're looking really fine today!"
"Get off me, Yukishirou. Now."
"Ah come on, honey..."
Aoshi stood up, towering over Enishi.
"Please take your hands off my wife."
Enishi blinked.
"Wife? I don't think so pal. I know Misao-chan hasn't had a boyfriend so it's impossible she's your wife."
Misao stood up, pushing Enishi away from her and going to stand next to Aoshi.
"He IS my husband, Yukishirou so for the last time, leave me alone! I don't like you!"
Enishi laughed.
"Sure, whatever. I could please you better than him. You'll see."
In the blink of an eye Aoshi went punch Enishi only to have Misao beat him to it.
He doubled over in pain.
"Ugh..Tokio..SAN!"
Tokio rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Yukishirou?"
"I demand you kick this guy out!"
"And why is that? If anything, I should kick you out."
"Oh please oba-san, you need the help." he said rudely, causing Tokio's eye to twitch.
"O...ba...san?"
Aoshi looked over to Tokio.
"Tokio-san, I find myself suddenly wanting to switch careers. Need another barhand?"
Tokio smiled and nodded.
"You're on Shinomori. Yukishirou, you're fired. Take your sorry ass out of my bar. And you're banned so don't even think of stepping one foot back in here."
"Or else what?!" Enishi asked, then felt large hands grab him by the back of his shirt.
"Then you have to deal with a Mibu wolf, and I'm quite feral." Saitoh said, hauling Enishi out of the bar and tossing him to the street.
As Saitoh returned and sat down, Tokio leaned over the bar and kissed him.
"For that, two bowls of soba."
Saitoh smiled as Tokio ran into the back while four pairs of eyes looked at him.
"When did you and Tokio-san..." Kaoru began.
"Congratulations, Saitoh." Kenshin said.
"Well at least you're good for something kicking that creep out." Misao muttered.
"........"
Saitoh merely smirked.
"The details are none of your concern. Weasel, congrats on the shotgun wedding. Shinomori, I wish you luck since you are clearly insane."
"What?! You stupid son of bitch!!!" Misao began, but was silenced by Aoshi now clapping a hand over her mouth.
"Forgive her, we'll be leaving now." Aoshi murmured, throwing yen bills on the bar as he led Misao off.
Before they reached the door Misao stopped and ran back, grabbing the hpnotiq.
"Tokio-san! I'll think of it as a wedding gift!" she said, and ran back to Aoshi's side.
Tokio popped her head out the window.
"What was that?"
"Weasel stole your hpno."
Tokio rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I knew she was going to do that. Shinomori-san better work her off that addiction." Tokio murmured, as she set a bowl of soba before Saitoh.
"He's in enough as it is with that girl."
"Oh be nice, Hajime. I'm happy for her. Though I never did think she'd marry before me...hmm.."
Saitoh narrowed his eyes up at her.
"Do you want to get married?" he asked bluntly.
She rested her chin in her hand as she leaned on her elbow in the countertop.
"Yep."
"Very well. Next Sunday at city hall at about 2 pm. Is that fine?"
Tokio blinked.
"Are you...serious?"
"Always."
"H...Hajime......"
"Ten years is long enough. You're getting old."
She scoffed at that, smacking his head.
"You're one to talk old man!"
"Aww...they're like already married." Kaoru murmured.
"Everybody's getting married before me, and I was actually engaged." Sano mumbled.
At that Megumi walked in and hopped into Sano's lap.
"Did I miss something? I feel like I've missed something?" she asked.
"It's a long story, Megitsune...everyone's beating us down the aisle.."
"What?!"
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Eppppppy eppy epilogue..
Kenshin and Kaoru continued the routine of Kenshin being the home maker and Kaoru working in her shop, and soon they had a son named Kenji. Kenji, being a momma's boy from birth, is a challenge for his dad indeed.
Sano and Megumi did finally marry and Tokio soon hired Sano as a bouncer to work off his enormous tab.
Saitoh and Tokio got married and soon Saitoh made police captain and he and Tokio had three sons.
Aoshi and Misao stayed married and after finally having a honeymoon three months after their impromptu marriage, they finally admitted their love for each other. A year later Misao gave birth to twins, Aya and Aoki.
Aya, despite being younger, beats up Kenji regularly.
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THE FREAKING END
Ah that sucked, but.. ONE MORE FIC DONE!