Epilogue

Misao and I had been married for about a year now. It was a relatively quick and simple, but an elegant wedding ceremony for Misao and myself, the both of us finally convincing Okina not to have a huge party.

Actually what made Misao blush the most was Okon and Omasu's questions about the trip trying to pry every single detail out of the blushing young woman who shook her head negatively at them.

Okina and I had a meeting with each other the day he saw myself and Misao walking back from the Temple arm in arm. Sure he had been surprised but he was no fool and knew about our small secret meetings we shared together late at night when neither of us could sleep without the presence of being with the other. Misao had used anger to try and cover her embarrassment, but I stood back nothing fazing me the slightest. Perhaps it was time to teach her to try and hold in all of that anger and not let anything affect her so much…especially the prying of the other Oniwaban members.

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I sit outside on the back porch surrounding the Aoiya and stare up at the cloudy sky watching as rain began to tumble lightly to the ground. I sat leaning against one of the posts but my thoughts were cut when I heard soft crying coming from a room metres away from were I sat. I stood making my way towards the opened shoji and walked into the darkened room picking up the baby and resting him against my broad chest. His cries immediately stopped, his tiny thumb resting in his mouth as I walked onto the porch once more listening to his soft gurgling noises and the sound of the rain. My son rested peacefully in my arms turning his small body to receive my warmth as the thin blanket wrapped around him wasn't enough in his sleepy mind. He was only three months old and yet after my wife, he was the most beautiful human I had laid eyes upon. I had seen many woman during my travels but none received the attention like Misao did and nor would any receive my attention like my small family did.

I turned into the darkened room, my skilful eyes watching as Misao turned over the blanket falling off her naked form giving me a generous view of her full supple breasts. Her dark blue-black hair lay fanned around her, I not wishing to have those locks tied back the way she wore them when she was awake and when she slept also. I love the filling of running my fingers through her hair, undoing the small knots created from her restless sleep of feeding our son. He had gotten better over time, only waking once during the night just wanting to be held by either of his parents...and tonight it had been my turn. Actually this past week it had always been me, but I knew Misao needed her rest. I wasn't complaining either. I loved spending every second of the day with my family.

I sat down on the porch once more both arms cradling my small son and stared over at the garden, which glistened with raindrops. I remember when Misao was a small child and loved to play there. How wonderful it will be to see her play there again, but not only that…this time I shall join her along with our son. Aoshi-chan was a very well mannered baby boy, obviously getting that from myself. I knew as did Misao that he'd grow up fast, too fast for us, but I had always hinted that there was always room for more children in the Aoiya. Omasu, Okon, Shiro and Kuro had become surrogate aunts and uncles not minding one bit about taking care of Aoshi-chan. There senses were trained to cut off any crying and squealing during the night…having had experience with Misao herself.

Okina too was very proud and didn't mind playing grandfather to the young boy. He'd pull all sorts of strange faces making Aoshi-chan laugh at him…that laugh was so Misao. I could even see our son a little older and pulling pranks on everyone, having been taught by his mother but she fully denying it.

"Will you come back to bed anata? I shall not rest peacefully unless you are with me." I heard a sweet voice flutter into my ear. I turned to look over my shoulder to see Misao standing at the opened shoji her hand holding her yukata top closed, she not needing to wear much to bed, my wish for her not to wear anything. Her hair lay messily around her, making her even more appealing in my eyes and she moved back into the room her hand waving towards me provoking me to stand up and follow…which I did of course.

I placed our son in his small crib watching as he opened his green-blue eyes for a split second then turn onto his stomach falling blissfully asleep.

I stood to my full height and caught Misao's eyes with mine watching as her hands lifted up pushing the material of her yukata off and it fluttered to the wooden floorboards lying in a rumpled heap at her small feet. I trailed my skilful eyes up my wife's legs, over her narrow hips, to her small waist and glanced longer at her supple breasts before my eyes reached her sparkling ocean blue ones. She was smiling at me, her hand reaching out as she spoke in a whisper…

"Come to bed anata." I moved closer, my hand clasping my wife's as she lay down and I too lay down watching silently as Misao snuggled in close her naked flesh moulding perfectly to my half naked form. I wrapped my arms protectively around her delicate body, my head bending down to brush soft kisses over her cheeks, like I did every night.

"Anata, after a year has passed can we have another child?" I heard Misao whisper against my neck, her arms brushing up and down my muscled back sensually. I had wondered what brought this topic on and was about to question Misao when she spoke once more.

"I want to have many more children with you Aoshi, but let us wait for a while before conceiving another one. It was very hard, but Omasu said that first births are always the hardest and after that it gets a little better. I want another Aoshi, but not just yet… We can still practise ne?" Misao ended giggling a little as her right hand moved into the waistband of my long pants groping the skin on my behind. I pulled Misao's head back and placed my lips against hers, my tongue moving expertly into her mouth feeling her catch her breath becoming surprised. I rolled over pinning Misao under me, her body disobeying her mind at not wanting to do this because of Aoshi-chan sleeping in the room. She was very hot…and very ready too…

"Iie anata…what about Aoshi-chan?" Misao spoke prying her lips away from mine, a gasp escaping her throat as my hand roamed over her eager body eliciting small sighs and moans from her. I brought my head down place a soft kiss on her lips and rolled over once more and let go of Misao looking up at the ceiling of our bedroom. I turned my head to see Misao brushing stipes of hair from her face trying to catch her breath back and calm down her passionate needs.

"Perhaps I should deposit Aoshi-chan outside the room for tonight?" I suggested and watched a horrified look cross Misao's face. I pulled her close, brushing my hand lazily over her back and whispered into her ear.

"I'm joking Misao-mine, go to sleep." Misao rested her head against my shoulder and the fingers on her left hand brushed daintily over my chest, her mind deep in thought I presumed.

"Misao-mine, when another Aoshi is born in over a year or two from now, can we wait a bit more so I can get my little Misao?" I felt as Misao-mine leaned up, her sparkling eyes staring into mine as she brushed my long bangs away and whispered a soft yes against my lips kissing them softly before moving up to brush her sweet lips over my eyes silently telling me to rest my mind and body. I closed my eyes sighing contently while wrapping both arms protectively around my wife, her naked form moulding into my side and her left leg tangling between mine. We could both hear the soft gurgling noises Aoshi-chan was making and I pressed a soft kiss to Misao's forehead telling her good night, what was left of it anyway, and that I couldn't wait to see those sparkling blue eyes open to stare up into mine.

"I love you…" I heard Misao mumble out, something she did every night, she not being aware of herself saying such everlasting words to me. I kept them to myself not mentioning them to Misao knowing they were just for my ears only. As a silent answer to her promise to love me always I cradled her more firmly against me wishing for the morning to come faster so I could spend the entire day with my wife and our son.

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