The morning after was (in a word), painful. I couldn't move my hips and my head felt like it was going to explode. To top it all off, usagi had a meeting early this morning and left me to fend for myself, and if my luck couldn't get any worse, izuru woke up screaming and crying. I had to get to the toddler, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get out of bed. After a few minutes of screaming, izuru decided that I wasn't coming and stopped his crying. It worried me that I couldn't check up on him, but in my currant state I couldn't even get up to go to the bathroom let alone take care of izuru. So I did what any responsible parent would do, I called someone. I picked up my phone and looked through my contacts. Going through the list made me realize how unsocial I really am. Most of the people on the list were either out of town or were at work, but I knew of one person who would probably be at home… after all she is a stay at home wife. I dialed the number; the phone rang a few times before she picked up.

"hello?" I adjusted the phone to my ear and spoke.

"Ah…nanami san?" She paused for a moment, probably trying to figure out who I was.

"Misaki kun? What is it…why are you calling so early?" I let out an awkward laugh.

"ahahaha…about that…could you perhaps come over today?" I heard her sigh and adjust the phone.

"…why…is there something wrong?" I quickly responded.

"ah well…you know…things happened last night and… well…i…I'm stuck in bed and can't get up…izuru has been crying and you're the only one who is at home right now and in the area." I waited for an answer, but all I got was a gentle laughter coming from the other end.

"ahaha!...what a mess you have gotten yourself in!...alright…I will be over in a minute…just sit tight." I sighed in relief from her response; she truly was a good sister-in-law.

"Oh thank you nanami san!"

"Thank me after I take care of your problem." With that we said our goodbyes and hung up. A few minutes after our conversation, izuru picked up where he left off and began to scream his head off, and if I thought my headache couldn't get any worse, I was strongly mistaken. I rubbed my temples and let out an annoyed sigh, not being able to do anything really sucks and if I had learned anything from this, it would be not to get so rough when your partner has a meeting the next morning. Why am I even hurting this bad? Shouldn't I be used to this by now?! I mean, usagi has always treated me nicely in bed but sometimes he can get a little rough, and that's something I should be used to by now, right? I guess I'm not, because I'm obviously immobile and the screams in the other room tell me that a little rough time can cause a lot more pain than I realized.

I could have sworn that my eyes lit up like Christmas when I heard the front door open. She called my name and I called back, I listened to her footsteps the best I could through the screaming, just in case she passed up the bedroom, but she didn't and I was soon face to face with the bright eyed woman. She put her things down and walked over to my side of the bed. She helped me to sit up, propping me up with more pillows than I needed but it help anyways. She went back to her bag and took out a bottle of pain killers and tossed it at me. I poured out a couple and swallowed them dry.

"You're a life saver, nanami san." The brunette smiled and waved off the comment.

"Don't mention it! What do you want me to do about izuru?" I sighed, realizing that I hadn't figured out what I wanted to do for my baby yet.

"ummm…how about you just bring him to me…I'm sure he just needs to be comforted." Nanami nodded and walked out of the room, a few seconds passed before she came back with a sniveling toddler who was whipping his teary eyes with his small fists and calling for his daddy. Just by looking at his face I could tell that he had a nightmare and had been crying because I had not come to his beck and call. Nanami handed izuru to me, and I accepted with open arms. Izuru clung to my shirt and cried some more, saying things like "daddy don't go" and "scary monsters go away". I said nothing to the whimpering boy; all I did was rub small circles in his back calmly while humming a sweet melody that I had been singing to him since he was born. It worked and he soon calmed down enough to relax and for his puffy, red eyes to simmer down.

"I'll go make breakfast for you…I'm sure you're hungry." Before I could protest, she was already half way out the door.

"Ah...nanami san, can you make same food for izuru too?" she waved her hand in the air.

"Yeah yeah…I hear you," and with that she disappeared down stairs. I held izuru close, making sure he has comfortable leaning against my chest.

"daddy… no there?" I patted izuru's head and held his hand.

"daddy couldn't get out of bed…that's why daddy called auntie nana."

"nana! Hehe! Nana, nana!" I giggled at his excitement.

"Yes auntie nana is going to make us some food, isn't that nice?" izuru nodded his head and gave me a wide two-toothed grin.

"nice!" I smiled at him and the way he was copying my words. I loved it when I could have a little conversation with my two year old. Izuru usually isn't very talkative, so when he does want to talk it makes me extremely excited. I accidently moved my leg in my excitement; I guess the pain killers kicked in because there wasn't even an ounce of pain in either one of my hips. I took this opportunity to get up and walk to the bathroom, a relief in every ounce of the word. When I came out, I picked izuru up and walked down stairs. The smell of crisp bacon, and fried eggs flooded my nose as I walked into the dining room. It was then I noticed how hungry I really was. My stomach growled as I sat izuru down at the table and went into the kitchen in hopes I could help with the cooking. Nanami told me to concentrate on myself more than trying to help in the kitchen, so I went back to the table and sat down. A few minutes later breakfast was served, we ate to our fill. After breakfast, nanami washed the dishes and left. Only bidding us good bye as the door clicked shut. I felt bad, I didn't even get to say thank you for what she had done for me. But I knew exactly how to thank her, and you can bet your luck it wasn't going to be in words.

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