A/N: I should also point out really quick: I will be using the English names and spellings for this. I know a lot of people prefer the Japanese, but I prefer the English. It's all just a matter of opinion anyway, right? :P

Also, these separate pieces won't always go in order based on what happened in the previous chapter. This is just a rare case since I left off on a bit of a cliffhanger last time. I figured you guys would want to know what happened next. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem. All characters belong to Nintendo/Intelligent Systems.

Corrin hated to jump to conclusions, especially when matters concerned Takumi and Kiragi. As much as she tried to prevent it, the two of them could get into quite a bit of trouble if left to their own devices. And in several of those cases, it had been Takumi, not Kiragi, who had been the instigator of the affair. Corrin knew Takumi had a childish spirit, but she had hoped he might mature at least a little bit when he became a father. For the most part, he was improving, but there were still times when the bitter nine-year-old in him came out.

This was why she was concerned about Takumi bathing Kiragi by himself for the first time. In the past, she had always bathed him, or they had done it together, with Takumi drying him off when Corrin had finished washing him. She was more than worried about the tricks Kiragi might try to pull on him. Takumi didn't know this, but Kiragi had him wrapped around his little finger.

Corrin pushed all thoughts out of her mind and tried to focus on washing the dishes. Thankfully, she also had little baby kicks to distract her. Since she would soon be entering her ninth month, Takumi had all but forbidden her from doing strenuous activities. This was also why he insisted on bathing Kiragi. It was too hard for her to kneel down now.

She slowly washed and dried each dish, being extra careful not to let them slip out of her hands. She had already broken so many that way. However, as she was putting the last plate away in the cupboard, a rather loud splashing noise coming from the bathroom scared her, causing the dish to fall from her hand and onto the floor, where it shattered. The splashing was followed by a thud, which was then followed by a curse from Takumi. Corrin crouched down to begin picking up the pieces of the plate, when she was met with a stark-naked Kiragi standing proudly in front of her. A large grin was present on his face.

"Kiragi?!" she sputtered. "What are you doing?"

"I ran away from the bath," Kiragi answered simply. He was dripping wet, creating a small puddle of water on the kitchen floor.

Corrin tried to process the situation. "Yes...I can see that."

An equally wet Takumi entered the room then, and Corrin could tell immediately that he was not happy. "Kiragi, get back in the bath this instant!" he shouted.

Kiragi stuck his tongue out at Takumi, making the latter seethe with anger. "You can't make me!" he shouted right back. Then he ran away to his room and slammed the door shut.

Takumi sighed, grabbing one of the kitchen towels and proceeding to dry off his face and neck. "He's going to get what's coming to him later."

"Oh Takumi, relax," Corrin said calmly, resting her hands on his shoulders. "I'm done with the dishes now, so I'll finish up Kiragi's bath."

Corrin could see the protest blossoming in Takumi's eyes, but it died there. "Alright, I'll clean up this mess you made," he said jokingly with a small smile.

"How do you do it?" Takumi asked later that night when he and Corrin were dressing for bed. "He wouldn't stop complaining and squirming when I tried to bathe him. It was almost like he didn't even know me." He untied his hair from its ponytail and began running a comb through it.

Corrin slipped her nightgown over her head and joined Takumi by the mirror. She took the comb from him and slid it gently through his long, silky hair. "Well, I know a few things that make it easier when it comes to giving him a bath." She tugged the comb a bit harder at a knot that had formed from his hair getting wet. "First, he likes when you sing to him."

Takumi scoffed. "I can't sing. You know that."

"I can't say. I've never heard you sing before," Corrin laughed.

"Well, I'm not very good, I can tell you that much," Takumi said, wincing a bit as Corrin tried to work the knots out of his hair.

"Let's see, he also likes when you ring the water out of the washcloth right over his head. He hates it when you rub his head with it, though," Corrin continued. "I have no idea why." She got the last of the knots out of Takumi's hair, then set the comb down on the dresser.

"He's a different child, isn't he?" Takumi said, giving a harsh laugh. "I don't know if I'll ever understand him."

Corrin wrapped her arms around Takumi's neck and leaned her face close to his. "You still think he's not like you?"

Takumi gave her a pointed look. "What's that supposed to mean?" He lost his composure after a moment though and began to laugh. "Yes, I suppose he is a lot like me," he admitted. "Although I hate to think I was this difficult as a boy."

"Well, the good thing is we each have our own ways with him," Corrin said, kissing Takumi's cheek. "I can't get him to eat for the life of me, but you can do it without a problem."

"And you can give him a bath with no problem," Takumi said, returning her kiss. "I guess it's a good thing we're together, huh?"

Corrin smiled. "It's a very good thing. I can't imagine raising a family with anyone but you. We make an excellent team."

Takumi wrapped his arms tightly around her. "You bet we do."