It's been two years since I last saw the couple. I didn't notice it back then, but Hiroki was actually my old collage teacher for English literature. I only figured it out when we got a letter in the mail. It talked about how Hiroki and Nowaki came back from America and got a house in Hokkaido and were thinking about starting their own little family. When I saw the signature I realized who he actually was. Izuru is almost three now, he is enrolled in the daycare i work at and learning how to read. Usagi is as busy as always with his work as a best-selling author, but he still finds time for his family. It was Saturday evening; izuru was playing with his rabbit-bear plushy, while I sat on the couch, reading one of Usagi's novels. All of a sudden, usagi came bursting through the door with a horribly stressed face. "Get your suit on and izuru dressed nicely, were going out," He said loudly.

"Eh?!...but why?!" i put my book down and got up. I walked up to him and he sighed.

"The company is having a party for my 1000th book and i can invite someone so..."

"Why do izuru and i have to go?!" he paused for a moment, trying to decide on his answer. He looked at me for a second, before speaking again.

"I think it's time to tell the world about our marriage Misaki" I looked at him carefully, waiting to see if he was joking or not. When it was clear that he was serious, i sighed and picked up izuru.

"Fine, i won't argue...BUT YOU BETTER NOT EMBARASS ME!" I went into the bedroom and got dressed in a dark blue tux and a black tie. Then i went into izuru's room and sat him on his bed. He sniveled a little when I took his toy away, but instead of crying, he pouted with his arms crossed and everything. I went over to the closet and got out a white dress shirt and black vest along with black pants. I started to undress izuru but he resisted.

"No! I don't want to!" he whined, struggling to keep his shirt on.

"Come now izu, we are going to go somewhere with papa and we have to dress up." izu shook his head and frowned his eyebrows. I sighed and decided to bribe him.

"If izuru lets daddy get him dressed, daddy will give izuru a present!" izu looked up at me, smiled, and then lifted up his arms. I dressed him quickly then went back down stairs, not wanting to keep usagi waiting with how stressed he looked. When we reached the end of the stairs, Izu held out his hand asking for the present I had promised him. I sighed and kissed him on his head. He blushed, and then started to cry. I laughed; usagi looked at us confused wondering why I was laughing at a crying child.

"Izuru, that was daddy's present for you...a kiss." izu wiped his eyes and pouted. I smiled and started tickling him. He laughed and started to become happy again. I picked him up and walked over to usagi.

"We're ready, let's go" we walked to the car got in and drove off to the party. When we got there, people where already standing outside ready to greet the great author Usami Akihiko. Usagi stepped out of the car first; he was immediately surrounded by people with cameras and note pads. This gave me the chance to get izuru out of the car and to the entrance. Usagi soon fallowed and we entered to party room. It was a dully lighted room full of people holding beverages and chatting amok themselves. When they saw usagi they immediately clapped their hands, welcoming the main event. Before any of the authors or editors could get to him, Isuki; a man I would like to think is in charge of usagi, grabbed him and brought him to a secluded area with me in pursuit.

"Glad you made it ahiko" he smiled cutely then looked over to me.

"And this must be izuru I've heard so much about!" izu grabbed my shirt and hid his head in my neck, glancing shyly at the man. I smiled at the sight then rubbed Izuru's head.

"Go on Izuru say hello." i pushed. He blushed lightly.

"H-hello "he said slightly stuttering.

"Awe...you so cute! I could just eat you up!" izu gasped and hid even more into my hair. I giggled. He whispered in my ear,

"Daddy...he isn't going to eat me is he?!" i giggled even more and said

"Don't worry i won't let eat you."

Speaking of eating, I sure am hungry….

"Hey izuru? Are you hungry?" the boy looked up and me and nodded.

"I'm going over to the food, usagi"

"Ok" he answered, preoccupied with people who had found our little hiding spot.

I walked to the table in the center of the room. On the white tablecloth, where dozens of platters, with lots of fancy food. It was all separated and decorated nicely with carful precision, which seemed to fit the atmosphere. I set izuru down on his feet, a proceeded to hunt for the foods that izuru and I would like. I felt something pull at my sleeve; I glanced down to see glimmering purple eyes staring back. He pointed one of his small pale fingers at the tower of cakes that were placed in the middle of the table.

Oh, he wants the cakes, oh but I probably shouldn't let him have a whole piece of cake. Ah what should I do?! Oh I know!

"Izuru…you can't have a whole piece of cake." Izuru frowned and his eyes began to water. With his finger still pointed at the center of conflict, he began to sob. I put a calm hand on his head, he looked up at me and I smiled at him in an attempt to get him focused. It worked and he forgot for a moment why he was crying.

"You can't have a whole piece…but, how does sharing a piece with me sound?" izuru looked up at me wide-eyed, nodding his head vigorously. I grabbed a piece of strawberry short cake, along with some cheeses, bread and vegetables knowing how picky izuru is with food. I took the plate over to a vacant table, with izu at my heel. I placed the food down, then sat in one of the four cream colored chairs that where around the table. Izuru fallowed after, crawling onto my lap in a hurry. As soon as he was comfortable, I began to cut the cake into smaller pieces. I stabbed a piece with the fork and handed it to izuru. He smiled widely,

"Thank you, daddy!" he thanked then shoved the piece into his mouth. I turned to the plate, and took a piece of cheese and some bread and ate as well. In the end, izuru ate four pieces of the cake before getting full, which meant I had to eat the rest. Not that I was complaining or anything, I love strawberry short cake. As I was eating, I heard someone walk up behind me; a hand reached down from over my shoulder and picked up a napkin.

"What are you-?!" I looked behind me only to see Usagi, towering over me. He swiftly wiped my face with a small frown.

"You had whip-cream all over your face…Misaki." He turned to izuru and did the same with him,

"And you, too little man." He pulled out the chair next to me, and sat with one leg crossed over the other.

"In about half an hour I will be going up on stage to give my thank you speech. I want you to wait off stage until I call you up." I hesitated for a moment, are we really going to tell the world about our marriage?! I mean, all this is going to be filmed and recorded! Ah, I'm getting nervous! A strong hand gripping my shoulder brought me out of my inner babbling.

"it will be fine, after all…you have me."