One shot
I don't own RK. Boo.
I pushed back the covers and stood up. I walked over to the window and opened it. The smell of fresh flowers drifted in. A sigh reached my ears. My gaze fell to the futon where my daughter slept. She was so much like me and so much like Aoshi.
Aoshi. My Aoshi. Gone right now thanks to Himura and Sagara. Why they needed him I don't know, but they did and now my husband is gone. Which leads me to why I am at the window.
When Aoshi is not at my side I can't sleep. And this window shows the entrance to the Aoiya. The streets outside were empty and desolate and I knew Aoshi wouldn't be back any time soon, but I still watched.
I sighed and returned to the futon, cradling my daughter next to me. I stared out the window at the night sky and waited for sleep to claim me.
I hurried through the dark empty streets to the Aoiya…To Misao. My Misao. I wouldn't tell anyone that I loved her with all of my heart. Not even her. For she already knew. Knew that she meant everything to me and I wouldn't let anything happen to her unless I died trying.
I paused at the entrance to the Aoiya and looked at her window. The light was out, which made me smile. She needs the sleep more than I need her. I hurried into the building and crept up the stairs to Misao and my room.
As I entered, a grin tugged at the corners of my mouth. There was my Misao curled on her side cradling Kagome to her side. I took off my jacket and shirt and got into bed, draping my arm around her waist. She stiffened.
"Shhhh," I soothed. "Just me."
"Aoshi!" she squeaked, rolling over and strangling me. "Why are you back?"
"Himura didn't need me anymore. Now go back to sleep."
"Not yet. I missed you," Misao whispered in my ear.
I pulled back a bit and looked into her eyes. "I missed you too," I told her, kissing her forehead.
She made a cross between a squeak and a groan. I kissed her lips in a warm kiss. She was purring when I moved to her forehead again. "Aoshi," she murmured. "We're having another one."
I pulled back and looked at her. "Another one?" I asked, not daring to hope.
She nodded and curled into my shoulder. "Another baby." She giggled. "And you'll have another grumpy me."
I lifted her head and kissed her lips again. "For you, anything," I told her.
I felt an arm circle around my waist. I stiffened. "Shhh. Only me," I heard a very familiar voice say.
"Aoshi!" I rolled over and threw my arms around his neck. "Why are you back?"
"Himura didn't need me any more. Now go back to sleep," Aoshi murmured into my ear.
"Not yet. I missed you."
He pulled back and looked into my eyes. "I missed you too," he told me, placing a kiss on my forehead.
A made a sound of protest which had him kissing my lips in a very warm kiss. "Aoshi," I murmured, knowing that the time was right. "We're having another one."
He looked at me. "Another one?"
"Another baby," I said, curling into his shoulder. "And you'll have another grumpy me."
He lifted my head and kissed me. "For you, anything."
And he did. When Mamoru was born, he did anything for me. Including things he couldn't do. And I loved him all the more for it. And he loved me.
The End.
Oh god this sucks so badly. I don't know if I should post this. Tell me what you think. Flames welcome considering I know how much this sucks…This so sucks. Seriously, flames are very welcome.