As Michiru was about to turn on the television, she heard Kiseki start fussing. Smiling, she got up and went upstairs to get her child. As she walked up to the side of the bassinette, she watched as Kiseki flung her arms wildly and chuckled. "You're going to tire yourself out again, sweetie," she said quietly as she scooped up her baby. She held Kiseki close to her chest and rocked her gently.

Kiseki cuddled into her mother's chest and grabbed at her shirt. She closed her eyes and made a very quiet cooing sound.

Michiru smiled and chuckled softly. "Let's go downstairs and wait for your papa," she said as she turned to leave the nursery. She walked back downstairs slowly and sat back on the couch, leaning against the arm. She cradled Kiseki against her stomach and gently stroked her head. "You are a miracle," she thought.

Kiseki felt safe and content lying there with her mother and listening to her heartbeat. The steady sound eventually put her to sleep and she lost her grip on Michiru's shirt.

The aqua-haired woman smiled again and sighed. She quietly whispered her child's name as she closed her own eyes. She decided to take a nap while she waited for her wife to return.

Meanwhile, Haruka was at the store getting breakfast, and a few other things that she hoped would help Michiru to relax. She had candles, bath gels, body lotions, a back massager, and a few other things. Before she went to pay for the items, she got some things for Kiseki, like a tiny stuffed cat, a soft and colorful ball, and a blanket. "Can't have too many of these," she thought as she placed the blanket in her shopping cart. She felt slightly out of place as she walked through the store by herself. Too many people were staring at her for her to feel like a human being. She finally went to check out and then left. She realized, on her way back to the house, that she was actually doing the speed limit. "Wow," she thought. She shook her head and all was silent in her mind as she turned on the radio and drove to the mansion. When she arrived, she parked the car and gathered the bags from the backseat. She went to the front door, knowing that it was unlocked, and opened it. As she walked in, she immediately looked over to the couch and spotted her wife and child sleeping. She smiled proudly and took her bags into the kitchen, placing them on the counter before going back into the living room and going over to0 her girls. At that moment, she had a great idea. Walking over to their entertainment center, she grabbed their digital camera. Turning back to the couch, she focused on the sleeping figures until she found the ideal shot. Pressing the button, she took the picture and smiled. "I have to send this to Setsuna," she thought. Placing the camera on the coffee table, she went over and leaned down next to Michiru. She carefully ran her hand over Kiseki's head and let out a happy breath. She stood up slightly and kissed Michiru's forehead before taking Kiseki from her arms.

Michiru never woke up. She would usually wake up from something like that, but she was so out of it that she couldn't.

Haruka felt better with Michiru sleeping. She cradled Kiseki gently, trying not to move her too much. She went to the empty space on the couch and sat down, supporting Kiseki's head. Holding her child against her chest, she leaned into the cushions. She sat in silence, holding her child, until Michiru woke up an hour later.

Michiru sat up groggily and freaked out when she couldn't feel her daughter. Her eyes shot open and when she seen Haruka holding her, she closed them and took a calming breath.

Haruka chuckled softly. "Calm down. I won't let anything happen to her again." She looked down at Kiseki and smiled, a small amount of anger rising up at the thought of the daimon. "That reminds me. What do you think happened last night?"

Michiru shrugged and shook her head. "I don't know, but it was definitely strange. We should probably talk to Sets about it, though." She looked at Kiseki and played back every nerve-shattering thing that had happened last night, trying to remember every detail about what had happened when the daimon was falling.

"I think that's what she wanted to talk to us about," Haruka whispered. She jumped when the telephone rang but it wasn't enough to wake the baby.

Michiru picked up the receiver before it did wake her up. "Hello?" She talked quietly, watching Kiseki.

Haruka felt her daughter move and grab hold of her shirt. She smiled at Michiru as her wife continued talking on the phone. She looked back down at her daughter as the baby continued to squirm lightly. "What are you dreaming, kiddo?" she thought. She moved carefully and stroked Kiseki's cheek lightly. She sat quietly with her baby and waited for her wife to end her conversation with who she assumed was Usagi.

It wasn't Usagi that Michiru was speaking to, but Minako. She hung up the phone a few minutes later after declining the blonde.

Haruka waited for her wife to explain who it was and what they wanted. After a few minutes of both of them silently staring at each other, she chuckled. "So? Who was it?"

Michiru smiled. "That was Minako-chan. She and Mako-chan wanted us to go over to their house but I'm not really up to it right now."

Haruka's smile faded quickly. "You don't feel up to it? Is something wrong?" Kiseki finally stopped moving around and she quickly glanced at her daughter then back to Michiru.

The aqua-haired woman shook her head. "I just want to stay home today with you and Kiseki," She chuckled again. "Besides, I thought you didn't want me going out for a while."

Haruka thought back to their previous conversation. "Oh, right. I didn't think you would take me seriously."

"Why wouldn't I?" Michiru mumbled. "It sounded reasonable to me."

Kiseki opened her eyes and blinked, trying to wake up. When she saw Haruka, she smiled.

Michiru saw her baby's smile. "Ruka, look," she said as she motioned towards Kiseki and continued to watch her daughter.

Haruka looked down and couldn't help laughing. "Well, good morning," she said. Kiseki laughed at her and she chuckled. "She's going to be a happy little kid, don't you think?" she asked her wife.

Michiru chuckled. "Yeah. Especially with you here to spoil her." She reached over and tickled her baby.

Kiseki laughed and squirmed in her dad's arms. Her eyes were closed tightly but she had the biggest, brightest smile that she could muster.

Haruka looked at Michiru and grinned. "You think I'm going to be the one that spoils her?"

Michiru nodded. "Just like you did with Hotaru."

Haruka looked shocked. "No, no, no. If I remember correctly, I believe it was you that insisted she get everything she wanted. I had no part in it."

Michiru shrugged. "Even if that is the case, I think you're going to spoil Kiseki more than I am."

Haruka smiled and laughed. "And just why do you think that?"

Michiru chuckled. "I don't know. I just kind of do, I guess." She looked into the kitchen and spotted the grocery bags that were sitting on the counter. "What did you get at the store?"

Haruka perked up again. "Some stuff," she said slyly.

Michiru glared at the blonde. "Like what?" she asked, reaching over and taking Kiseki into her own arms.

Haruka stood up and stretched. "Some stuff," she said again as she went to get the bags. She pulled out the things that she had gotten for the baby first. "I thought this would serve as a good reminder of us," she said as she held up the blanket. There was a picture of a little dog with a background of an ocean and a bright blue sky.

Michiru smiled at the blanket. "Yes, it would. It looks warm, too." She reached out with one hand and felt the fabric. "Yeah, that will definitely be warm. What else did you get?"

The blonde pulled out the stuffed cat, the little ball, and the bottles that she had gotten for her daughter. "I remember you mentioning that you needed some of these."

Michiru had two bottles, a gift from her mother, but she did need a few more. She had decided that she didn't want to have a baby shower, especially since she was on tour most of the time while she was pregnant. She had gotten a few little things from the other senshi but nothing too particularly special; just some toys, a tiny pillow, and a baby album which she had yet to start. She nodded to Haruka and smiled. "Thank you."

Haruka shrugged. "I wasn't about to let my little girl starve. I didn't know if you needed anything else but I can get it later if you do."

Michiru nodded. "Did you get any food? That's what I sent you out for in the first place."

Haruka chuckled quietly. "Yes, I did. I also got you some random things, but you're going to have to wait until later. It's a surprise."

Michiru stuck out her bottom lip and pretended to pout. "But Ruka," she whined.

Haruka laughed. "You'll like it. Trust me." She closed the bag and turned to go back into the kitchen. "I got us something for breakfast that I can actually cook so you just relax."

Michiru was a little nervous. There wasn't much that Haruka could make on her own, let alone at all. She decided that whatever her wife was going to make was going to be better than nothing at all. She looked down at Kiseki and smiled. "Your papa is so silly," she said quietly.

"Hey!" Haruka yelled. "I heard that!"

Michiru giggled. "See? So silly."

Kiseki waved her arms around and laughed.

Michiru laughed at her child. "You're going to be just like your papa."

Haruka poked her head out from the kitchen. "Is that a bad thing?" When Michiru shook her head, she went back to her cooking.

"Of course not, Ruka," Michiru said. "At least while she's here, it's not a bad thing. It's a different story when she goes out into the public." She heard the blonde gasp and she chuckled. "We only need one flirt in the family."

"Ha," Haruka said. "I'm taking that as an insult." She finished the pancakes and sausage that she was making and prepared two plates. Bringing the plates out to the living room, she set them on the coffee table.

Michiru looked at the food on the table and pretended to pout again. "Ruka, my hands are full."

Haruka smiled. "Aw, baby. I guess you'll just have to wait until I'm finished so I can take the kid."

Michiru's jaw dropped. "That wasn't the intended reaction." This time, she actually did pout.

Haruka grinned. "I know. I was just kidding." She took a forkful of food and fed it to her wife, being careful not to drop any onto Kiseki. She alternated between feeding herself and Michiru until both plates were clean. "Do you feel better, Michi?"

Michiru nodded and leaned back against the arm of the couch again, sighing. "Much better. Thank you."

Haruka smiled and picked up the dishes. She took them into the kitchen and placed them in the dishwasher. Going back into the living room, she went to Michiru's side and kissed her forehead. "Is there anything you want to do today?"

Michiru took a deep breath and thought. "I thought about painting in the back yard later," she explained. "Unless that falls under your "strenuous activities" list."

Haruka chuckled and brushed her hand over Michiru's hair. "No, it doesn't. It sounds like a good idea to me. You can paint and I'll take Kiseki down to the beach."

Michiru smiled. "That sounds wonderful, but I want to take a shower first."

Haruka nodded and reached out for her daughter. "Go and relax. No worries," she scolded.

Michiru went off to hers and Haruka's bed/bathroom to take her shower.

Haruka looked at Kiseki and smiled. "You're a very happy child. What can possibly be so funny?" She watched as Kiseki continued to smile and laugh and fling her arms about. "You certainly do have a lot of energy right now. Let's just wait for your mother to come back down and we can go outside. Ok?"

AN: Yay. Finally got the sixth chapter up. I think there's only going to be one or two more chapters for this section and it'll be done. Then I can focus on the other parts of my Kiseki files. Well, I hope you enjoyed this little bit of fluff that I like to call my sixth chapter. Lol. Please leave me a review. Happy readings.