Well, this took longer than expected because I got distracted all day XD So, here it is. Just a reminder, I don't have a beta, so if you see any mistakes, please let me know.

Also, this is a sort of continuation to the last chapter.

Disclaimer: The usual.

(Because every day is significant.)

August 15th: Fluff Day - Sequel to August 14th

Unlike Haruko, when Aki got his own digivice and egg, it was a quiet affair.

Sora still remembered that evening, three years ago.

She had stayed at the office until she was sure no further mistakes would be made. Sora knew, that her international career depended on this client and she'd be damned if she let anyone ruin that for her, so, she'd stayed. And long after sunset, it was finally all set. Again.

Arriving home, Sora remembered her sigh of relief, her giddy smile at seeing her child again. She'd thought of cuddling Haruko and doing her best pouty face to get Yamato to cook a late dinner, sure he would relent.

She certainly didn't expect to arrive into the wreck that had been her home.

Now, most of all, Sora remembered the panic that gripped her as she rushed into their home that evening, searching for her husband and child. Thinking, dreading—expecting the worst. But then she'd stumbled into their room and found them both sleeping on the bed.

So very peacefully.

And when she'd moved closer, when she had sat by their side, relieved and with inexplicable tears in her eyes, she had seen the extra digivice in the nightstand, and the eggs clasped between her daughter's hands, and then Yamato had awaken and mumbled that their little girl got her partner with a bang.

Quite literally at that.

Not so, her baby boy.

.

Sundays were the best for her.

Not only because it was almost a sure thing neither she nor Yamato would be called in for work, regardless of anything, but because sometime they had both their families there to spend the day.

Although, not today.

From her place in the kitchen, Sora had an excellent view of the living room and, as such, an excellent view to the happening there. Namely, how Haruko had used her charming smile to get Yamato to let her fix his hair—by placing an assortments of hairclips on him.

Yamato was sitting on the floor, in front of Haruko, who was kneeling on the couch as she combed her hands through her Papa's hair. Aki, in all his eight-month-old glory, was sitting on her husband's lap, chewing on his toys as he tried to grab at Yamato's tablet.

"You're going to look so pretty, Papa!" Haruko exclaimed as she reached over to smooth his bangs back, and placed yet another hairclip on him.

She had to bit her lip to smother her laugher; it's just, Yamato did look pretty with all the hairclips, though probably not in a way he approved. His response had her turning to hide her grin, she took this opportunity to retrieve the last ingredients for their lunch.

"Of course, honey," replied Yamato, with as much enthusiasm as he could muster.

Sora turned back around just to see Yamato trying to maneuver Aki back in his lap, as apparently, the baby boy had almost fell face first as he tried to reach for Yamato's tablet. Her blonde-haired husband, after securing the little one by holding onto him with one of his hands, placed the tablet on the low table in front of him and started typing.

"Yamato, whatever it is you're doing can wait," she told him, arching an eyebrow when he turned to frown at her. "Aki will end up grabbing your little toy and could break it."

"It's not a toy," he replied.

"Papa, don't move!"

Yamato sighed, and then smiled in relief when the phone started ringing; Sora had to roll her eyes at his eagerness to pick it up. He stood up and handed Aki to his pouting sister, before telling Haruko to hold on tight lest the baby fall. The little girl, taking her role as big sister very seriously, nodded firmly and wrapped her arms around the red-haired baby.

Sora saw Yamato drop his tablet in the far corner of the couch, behind a pillow, and rolled her eyes because Aki might be a baby but was no fool. Shaking her head, she turned to search for a bowl.

"Aki, no. That is Papa's, we cannot touch it."

Sora smiled at her daughter's scolding tone and at her son's sound of complaint. She could already tell, the coming years were going to be a whirlwind of arguments and laughter with those two. Down the hall, Yamato talked with his father, and as Sora reached up to grab the desired bowl, it happened.

A light breeze passed through and Sora froze for a second—a familiar blipping echoed within her home.

"Aki, no!"

Heart in her throat, Sora didn't think twice before running out the kitchen. She met Yamato in the hallway; obviously, he too reacted to their daughter's alarmed shout. But they stopped there at the sight that greeted them.

"What the f—?"

Her hand moved on its own to slap Yamato's shoulder and cut his cussing short. Her eyes, her entire being, completely focused on her children.

Haruko held her Papa's tablet high over her head, but she too looked on in amazement as its screen glowed bright, as a digivice very clearly materialized out of it. Aki grabbed it as it fell, cooing happily, and the he looked up as another, bigger, object—an egg—came out of the tablet's glowing screen.

This made them react, but Yamato was faster, as he simply lunged forward and caught the egg before it landed on their son's head.

Silence reigned—and then Haruko broke it, exclaiming happily.

"Ooh, you have a partner now, Aki!"

The children broke into a fit of happy giggles that soon tuned into an actual laugh. Yamato let out a sigh as he turned to look at her over his shoulder; his smile was tentative but genuine. And she could do nothing but smile back, willing her heart to settle down.

"Looks like there won't be a bang now," said Yamato.

And she was eternally grateful for that.

"Looks like it."

End.

So, that's that.

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