"I'm coming, dammit!" Kyo yelled as he walked to the door at Shigure's house. Shigure was out trying to escape his editor as usual, and everyone else was probably still gawking over Tohru. He grumbled and opened the door, freezing on the spot. "Kiari?"

"That's right, Kyo." The woman said, stepping inside the house after slipping her shoes off. Her hair was a golden and fell to her waist, her face delicate like a china doll's, with crystal blue eyes. She was small and looked like she could break easily, but she had a temper. Kyo gaped and shut the door.

"What are you doing here?" He asked softly, his eyes watching her blue ones. "Have you come to take me back? Or to torment me?"

"I came to give you this," She said, thrusting a bundle into his arms. Kyo frowned and held onto it tightly, gaping. It was his little two-year-old son, whom he had never seen before. The boy was sound asleep, orange hair falling into his eyes. "Take him, I don't want the child anymore. My husband and I have a lovely boy named Kanji, he's a year younger then that monstrosity." Kiari said with a sneer, peering down at the sleeping child. "His name is Mareo, the meaning is like his father." She said, her eyes glimmering. She narrowed her eyes at him and left, slamming the screen so hard it broke. Mareo began wailing, Kyo rocking him gently.

"Shh, daddy's here," He cooed to the child, looking up as his ex-wife sped off in her car. "That bitch, she just left you like that." Kyo murmered, carrying his son upstairs. He walked to his bed, placing the boy in it and covering him up. He's have to build him a bed himself.

The restaraunt

"A son..." Hana muttered, then spun her head around as she felt someone who's anger was radiating speed by. "It seems Kyo's ex-wife was in town, until a few seconds ago. You best go check on him, Prince." Hana said and stood up, seemingly gliding from the building. Yuki frowned and did what she said, running home as quickly as he could. His wife and sons were out of town, so Kyo was alone, luckily. Yuki stopped to catch his breath for a moment, then began sprinting again, walking through the broken door as he reached the house.

"Cat!" Yuki yelled, frowing. "Kyo?" He sighed and blinked as he heard banging outside. Yuki followed the sound around to the otherside of the house, seeing Kyo there, hammering away at some boards. "What are you doing?"

"Making my son a bed," Kyo said and growled as he smashed his finger.

"Son? What?"

"Go watch him, please, Yuki." Kyo said softly and Yuki walked away. Kyo sighed softly and continued his work.

A few hours later, Kyo walked inside, or attempted to, his new bed in hand. He hobbled upstairs with it and walked into his room, setting it down. He smiled at his son who was still sound asleep, then began to set a spare matress on the bed frame. He stood back and examined his work, nodding. On the headboard were carved picturesof the twelve animals, then where Marleo would lay his head, was a cat. Kyo made the bed quietly and smiled once he was done, setting Marleo in it and covering him up. He walked outside his room, shutting the door.

"Nice work."

"Did you just compliment me, damn rat?" Kyo raised a brow.

"I sure as hell did, now i'm Uncle Yuki, got it?"

There! I will be gone April 20-25, by the way