Epilogue:
Miroku sat, and pondered. Thinking back, he recalled the struggles of the past ten years. He recalled how hard it had been to live with the lord, at first. Then how overprotective the lord had suddenly become. He couldn't place his finger on it, and he wasn't allowed much time to think on it, either, as the lord entered the dining room.
Miroku stood, and greeted his alpha. "Welcome home" he murmurs, barely above a whisper. He kept his head bowed, and said not a word. He was pregnant again. Yes, their son Ukime would have a little brother. This one, to be named Hope, for that is what the Tenkai felt.
Hope.
The regal lord, since he was home, and with his family, dropped his mask, not caring to notice the nobles around him, and behind him. He came forward, an uncharacteristic smile on his face, and took his, VERY, pregnant mate into his arms, swinging him around. "I missed you" he murmurs. "I never thought I'd say that, but I did. It was lonely without you there. I had no one to tease."
"Yes, but…we tease nicer now, don't we love?" The tenkai boldly questions of him.
"Yes, yes, of course. I don't want to be the bastard anymore…at least, not with you.
"Good." Was all the beta got out, before his lips were captured into a breathtaking, heated kiss, revealing all the love that could be found between the lovers.
They continued this, oblivious to the eyes, until their son enters the room "Chichiue! You're home!" he shouts, and jumps into the awaiting arms.
Yes, that is the way it would be.
'That is the way it has to be, or I'll kill myself.' Thinks Miroku, as he gives one final push. Ukime was born into the world, and given into the hands of a masked man.
OWARI
And thus competes the story. Tell me what you think of the ending.