Thank you, thank you, thank you for the reviews. They make me happy! Here is my story starring Kisa and Hiro, as well as their children. Yep, they're parents! How kawaii is that? Oh, disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I own their children, but not Kisa, Hiro, or Furuba in general.
The orange-haired female smiled as she held the fussy infant in her arms.
"There, there, angel," Kisa cooed lovingly. "It's okay." She brushed a lock of dirty-blonde hair from her daughter's eyes. "Daddy will be home soon. Aren't you excited?"
A tug on the hem of her dress incited Kisa to look down. Two tawny eyes looked up innocently into hers.
"Mommy, you're always taking care of Akemi. Play with me! Kiku can take care of her."
Kisa smiled, thinking of how her son had grown into his namesake. "Kiku's too young, Hiro. Why don't you play with her? I'll be out soon."
Hiro beamed, kissed his little sister and mom on the cheek, and ran outside. The Tiger watched him chase Kiku across the yard. Like his father, Hiro was jealous of the attention she spared others. She remembered her husband's dislike of Tohru because Kisa warmed up to her. And yet she understood that Hiro was genuinely a loving person. She knew her son would protect his sisters in an instant.
She laid the young girl in her crib and thought about Hiro. Kisa truly felt blessed to have a gentle and kind man who was still fierce and strong.
Kisa absent-mindedly twisted the amethyst wedding ring around on her finger. Hiro had wanted to get her a giant diamond, but had little money at the time to buy one. He was disappointed, but too proud to ask for money. Kisa pointed out a beautiful purple-gemmed ring and he reluctantly bought it for her.
'But I failed you,' he complained.
"It's a rare choice for a wedding ring. Just like you're rare. Rare and...beautiful."
"I'm home!"
She snapped out of her thoughts and shyly stood in the doorway of the nursery as their children flew to him.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
"Hello, my angels." He kissed each of them on the tops of their heads. Hiro's face broke into a grin when he saw his wife. "Kisa."
"Hiro...Hiro..." Her body shook.
A look of alarm accelerated through his eyes as he ran to her and gathered Kisa into his arms. "Kisa! What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong," she smiled. "I'm happy. My life is full of joy since you made me your wife. I'm a happy mother of four. I'm so glad. Thank you, Hiro. I love you."
Hiro smiled again. "Aw, Kisa! I love you, too. I'm the luckiest man in the world. No, the universe! I should thank you."
They entered the nursery where Hiro kissed Akemi's forehead. "I'm a father. I'm your husband. Yours." Something clicked in his head. "Wait, four children? We only have three..."
Her smile told him otherwise. "You're...? Oh God! Another kid!" She laughed as he picked her up and held her.
A cry echoed through the room.
"Sorry, Kei-Kei," he said as he wiped her tears away. "Another baby! Another sister or brother, Kei. Can you believe it?"
I can, she thought. I can believe that I'm not only content. I'm grateful. I'm blessed. I'm...full of joy.
Love cannot survive if you're not happy with the person.