Heyy, readers! What's sky high? Thank you to my amazing two fans who did help me with some things I was debating. I absolutely love you guys and am completely thankful for all of you. Last time we read Misame finally came into the world. For those of you who skipped a few chapters, Misame is the daughter of Aya and Yata. How'd you like her? I thought she was completely adorable. I will be referring to her as Misa btw because both her parents got by half their names so she will to. Let's see what happens from here.
So, without further a do, let's make it do what it do-
Screaming...at five in the morning. Once again Misa was up that night for maybe the fifth time, refusing to sleep. Some nights she slept all the way through...but those were lucky nights. She was two months now and totally aware of how to get attention. Screaming. She had figured that out after one two weeks...
"Yata," I groaned in my sleep, turning to face him, "it's your turn."
"She's probably hungry." He groaned back.
"Fridge." I yawned.
"Dammit." He groaned and forced himself up.
"Thank you." I smirked in my sleep and turned over to drift back off. I was almost back to sleep when Yata came back in the room, screaming Misa with him. He shook one of my shoulders and turned to look at him with one open eye. "What?" I groaned.
"No milk in the fridge." He yawned.
"Fuck." I whined and pushed myself up. "Hand her over." I said, grabbing at her. He gave her to me and put his head in his hands, probably trying to go back to sleep without me knowing. I got her latched on then kicked his side. He snapped up in mid-snore and looked at me and flipped me the bird.
"Yeah you to, bud." I snarled and then turned my attention back to her. She was almost done after about thirty minutes. I handed her back over to Yata and started trying to clasp my bra back together. I heard her burp and then Yata groan with disgust. I looked up and saw spit up all over his shoulder. I busted out laughing, loving karma.
"Here." He grunted and handed her over to me. He pulled his shirt off, which caught my attention. I got up and kissed him.
"Keep it off." I smirked and left the room to put Misa back in her crib. I rocked her for a minute and then she was out. For a baby who didn't sleep long, she did fall asleep rather quickly. I walked back to the room to see Yata laying on the bed, back up. I climbed onto of him and started kissing his neck. He grunted and lifted his head off his pillow.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Kissing my boyfriend." I smirked as I continued my assault on his neck.
"Ayame," He groaned and turned around under me. "I'm tired."
"Too tired for me?" I raised a brow, straddling his hips. He looked at me and then rolled his eyes. "That's what I thought." I grinned and started kissing my boyfriend. We never got to do this anymore. Misa kept us on our toes normally and Yata had a lot of assignment within the last few weeks. I had hit the gym a lot, getting my figure back, and was spending a lot of time with Anna, Kusanagi, and Misa. We tried having sex every minute we could...this was maybe our third time since she was born. What does that tell you?
We fell asleep not long afterwards and we got maybe four hours of it too. So in total that night we got an actual good amount of sleep. We woke up around ten and that was to Kusanagi knocking on the door. We jumped up, putting as much clothing as we could on. I only got my under clothes and a t-shirt on by the time he opened the door. Yata had his pajama bottoms on when Kusanagi came in with a giggling, gurgling Misa in his arm. I reached up and took her from him, bouncing her up.
"Good morning you two." He smirked...knowing exactly what had happened. Know-it-all jack ass. I flipped him the bird as I bounced Misa on my hip.
"That one was up and giggling around nine this morning. Anna brought her down." He said, holding a finger out. She looked at it and then buried her head in my neck. She was acting shy. Like joker.
"Did you feed her?" I asked, looking down at her and smoothing down her full brunette hair. It was thick and just like her fathers. For two months old, she had a lot of hair.
"Anna did. There was a bottle in the fridge downstairs." He said. I tensed and turned towards Yata. He sweat dropped and rubbed the back of his neck. I punched his arm hard and cursed him.
"No milk in the fridge my ass!" I snapped. "Lazy mother fucker."
"You know, I wouldn't be surprised if her first word was a curse word." Kusanagi commented.
"What the fuck makes you say that?" Yata and I both snapped. Kusanagi widened his eyes for like a second and then shook his head with a smile.
"Breakfast is ready for you two downstairs." He said and then left the doorway.
I walked across the hall to Misa's room and placed her in her on the changing table. I rummaged through her closet, Yata behind me changing her diaper. I grabbed one of her little HMR onesies and then her little denim looking leggings. I handed them to Yata to put them on her and then looked through her shoes for her little black DC shoes and white socks. Yata put them on her and then her little beanie that matches his. I rolled my eyes and took her from him.
"Another beanie day?" I chuckled.
"What? She looks cute." He defended his choice.
"She can't wear them all the time." I laughed and took it off her head. I put her down and brushed her hair out. It was smooth like her dad's. All it needed was a brush and then a ruffle. She had my light curls and silky feel. I picked her up and then popped her favorite red pacifier in her mouth. Yata grabber her little HMR plush octopus and played with her with it behind me as we walked. I could hear her gurgling and giggling. Yata was such a softy when it came to her.
We got downstairs and Kusanagi had breakfast ready for us. I handed her over to Yata as we sat at the bar. Misa slapped her hands on the table, gurgling and smiling. I chuckled and patted down her hair as we ate. She liked sitting Yata's lap. Any time we were sitting she always wanted dad, no matter what. But when she was upset she wants mom. Why I got upset baby? I don't know.
"What all are you doing today?" Kusanagi asked as he played with Misa from across the bar.
"Anna's got me going on a security run today. One of the townies said they've been having trouble with this gangster or something like that." Yata shrugged and stuffed his face.
"Misa and I are going out." I said, playing with her hand. Yata raised a brow and looked at me. "Probably just going to see your mom and then shopping." I shrugged and took another bit of pancakes.
"Why are you going to see my mom?" He asked.
"She hasn't seen Misa in a while. I thought we'd stop by and see her." I shrugged and stood up. "Let's go change." I said and held my hands out for Misa. She reached up and I took her. Yata followed behind us, yawning and burping...disgusting pig.
"Daddy's gross, huh?" I said, making Misa laugh.
"I am not!" Yata snapped.
"He makes weird sounds and stinks." I said in a baby voice and waved my free hand in front of my face. "Pee-yuh." I mocked, making Misa giggle even more.
"Mommy's always mean right, Misa." Yata said, taking her from me.
"Since when am I mean?" I raised a brow.
"She's always beating up on Daddy and saying mean words too." He said, tickling her tummy.
"Mommy wouldn't if Daddy wasn't such a stupid head all the time." I glared, folding my arms over my chest.
"Daddy wouldn't make dumb decisions if Mommy would just him learn from them without being a snarky little-"
"You better not finish that sentence, Misaki." I growled.
"Don't say my name." He snapped.
"Oh? Do you mean Misaki?" I asked, mocking innocence.
"Stop it, Ayame." He growled.
"Stop what, Misaki?" I said innocently, putting a finger next to my lip as if to add to the innocent act.
"Aya, I mean it." He snapped.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I paused and slowly smiled, "Misaki."
"That's it!" He snapped and placed Misa on the bed. He started coming after me, but I ducked and tried dodging him. He grabbed me around my waist and pulled me back. He spun me around to face him, inches from my face. "Take it back." He demanded.
"Take what back?" I asked with a smile still on my lips.
"Take it back, Aya. Now." He said sharply.
"Or else what?" I raised a brow.
"Or else I'll do that thing that-" I clasped my hand over his mouth.
"Ok, ok. I take it back. I take it back." I said, keeping my hands over his mouth. He moved his head and freed his lips.
"Swear?" He asked.
"Swear." I answered. He looked down at me, a devious smile spreading across his lips. "Yata, please don't." I pleaded.
"Don't what?" He asked. "All I'm going to do is this." He said and then picked me up. He threw me over his shoulder and then starting spinning around super fast. I shrieked, holding onto him tightly. I cried his name, begging him to put me down. We heard giggling and Yata's spins stopped. We looked over to Misa who was cracking up. His pacifier was still in her mouth, but she was laughing it up. Yata slowly put me down and then we slowly started laughing.
"I love you." I said and leaned against his chest.
"I love you." He said back and slowly kissed me.
We looked over to Misa who was holding her hands up. Yata picked her up and started throwing her up and down, making her giggle and clap her hands. I rummaged through the closet and grabbed my outfit. I threw it on the bed and then went and grabbed Yata's. I took Misa from him and placed her between the pillows and handed her favorite plushy to her. I started stripping and changing. I pulled my black gypsy off shoulder crop on and then started pulling up my ripped jeans. While I was doing my makeup Yata was putting his dark pants on then throwing on his 'No Blood. No Bone. No Ash.' tank-top on. He pulled his beanie on and plopped down next to me to put his sneakers on. I zipped up my heels and then reached behind me for Misa.
"You ready?" I asked Yata. He stood up and held me up in response. He took Misa from me and grabbed my hand. We headed downstairs where all of HOMRA was now. The guys were all waiting on Yata, which meant ti was about time for me and Misa to head out. I grabbed her stroller and Yata strapped her into it. He kissed her forehead and the stood up and gave me a quick kiss.
"I'll see you later." He said.
"Call me if you need backup." I told him and gave him another quick kiss. With that he and the guys were gone. I told Anna and Kusanagi bye as me and Misa headed out.
I pushed her stroller all the way to Mitomi's. I stayed for a little bit, then asked her to watch Misa for a little while. I left there and went straight to the hair salon. I sat down in one of the chairs and then let the lady do her work. She cut it my hair to my shoulders and then lightly curled it to give it some 'volume'. I was tired of Misa pulling on my long hair, and I needed a change. I thanked and paid the woman and then went straight back to Mitomi's.
"I can't believe you cut it." She gasped, playing with the ends for the fifth time. "Does Yata know you did this?" She asked.
"Nope. Just kind of decided to do after got here." I shrugged, bouncing Misa in my lap. She was gurgling and her little chubby fists grabbed rightly onto my fingers. She was smiling and occasionally burring her head in my chest. I think she was playing peeka-boo. "Does it look bad?" I asked, suddenly very insecure.
"No! No, honey, it looks amazing." Mitomi said. "Yata will love it." She said and nudged me shoulder.
"If he notices." I rolled my eyes.
"Has my son even asked the question yet?" She sighed, taking Misa from me. She made a shocked face and Misa giggled.
"Yata? Pop the question on his own? Are you joking?" I raised a brow and rubbed my daughter's back, making a shocked face when she turned to look at me. She laughed and then buried her head in Mitomi's chest. She turned her head to look at me and then I made another shocked face and she buried her face back into Mitomi's chest quickly. Yep, she was playing peeka-boo.
"Misaki isn't the smartest boy." She sighed.
"Tell me about it." I rolled my eyes and stood up. I grabbed Misa's red already prepared bottle and popped it in the microwave. "He's so clueless sometimes." I smirked and waited for the ding. I checked the temperature and then handed it over to Mitomi. She placed it in front of Misa and she immediately took the nipple in her mouth, downing the milk.
"For that, I am sorry." Mitomi laughed and looked down at Misa's chubby little face. "Goodness, she has a lot of hair." My phone suddenly went off in Misa's bag. I laughed at what Mitomi said and went to grab it.
"Ayame here. Speak." I answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Aya," Yata.
"Yata? What's up." I tensed. Wasn't he on a security run?
"We might need some back up. Can you come help?" He said quickly.
"I'm at your mother's. How far are you?" I asked, now frantically rummaging through Misa's bag for my skates. "Dammit!"
"What?" Yata asked.
"I forgot my skates at the bar." I groaned.
"I don't think you'll need them. Just get here." He said.
"Where are you?" I asked, standing up right.
"The mall." He answered.
"Is it at that shop with that lady with the glowsticks in her hair?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll be there soon." I hung up and shoved my PDA into my pocket. "I am so sorry, but can you watch Misa again? Yata needs my help with a job and I can't-"
"I've got her. Go help him." Mitomi said, cutting me off.
"Thank you." I exhaled gratefully and kissed Misa's head. "Bye, baby." I rushed out the house to Yata as fast as I could.
"Fuck." I groaned and rolled my sore shoulder. Around me laid a bunch of knocked out gangsters and a bunch of victorious red clan members. When arrive there was gun fires and a bunch of chaos. I hadn't even gotten to let Yata know I was there until we ended up fighting right next to each other. One of those bastards fucked up my shoulders and caught Yata with a knife on his side.
"Did you get your hair cut?" He suddenly appeared behind me, a hand brushing against my back. "It was long this morning." Ok, maybe he wasn't so clueless.
"Do you like it?" I asked, abandoning the care of my shoulder.
"Mmhm." He nodded and kissed my forehead. "Thank you for getting out here. Was my mom made that you had to leave?"
"No. She was fine with it." I shook my head. "But I am kind of missing Misame." I admitted.
"Now you know how I feel everyday." Yata smiled and leaned his forehead against mine. "Come on. Let's go get her and go home."
We skated back to Mitomi's on Yata's board and thanked his mom for watching Misa for us. She was knocked out. She didn't even wake up when Yata strapped her into her stroller. I don't know what Mitomi's trick was, but I really needed to learn it. We got back to HOMRA and I went and put her in her crib immediately. When I walked back downstairs Yata was wait for me.
"Let's go out." He said.
"What?" I raised a brow and scoffed. "Yata, we just got home." I rolled my eyes and pushed past him.
"Come on, Aya. We never went out even before Misa." He said, grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. "Let's go see a movie or go eat." He said and kissed the side of my head. "Kusanagi's got the monster. We'd only be gone for a few hours."
I thought about it. I mean, we never did go on a date even before Misa came around. I mean, I guess if you wanted to count the assignments we had with just us, then I guess we did. But we never went to the movies or out to eat that wasn't just a quick meal. I rolled my eyes and caved. "Alright, but just a few hours." I sighed and let my head hit the cool wooden bar.
"Alright!" Yata jumped up. "I'm going to go kiss Misa goodnight and then we're leaving." He said and disappeared upstairs.
I looked to Kusanagi and he just smirked. I glared and then stood up. He was judging my lack of the ability to say no to Yata. Yata came running downstairs with my skate slung on his shoulder. He grabbed my hand and started rushing out the door. "Thanks, Kusanagi. All prepared bottles are in the fridge and if she's fussy just rock her back to sleep. Bye!" He said and waved behind his head. I could barely keep up with him, he was rushing out so fast.
"That was a cool movie." I smiled as I did figure eights in the empty skate park. It was dark and probably really late. I didn't expect anyone out here to begin with.
"And the sushi was pretty good." Yata added as he glided right past me. I looked at him from the corner of my eye. What was he up to? He was all frigidity at dinner, like he had a secret. Now he was gliding around, looking down nervously. I stopped in mid-figure eight and just watched him. He kept putting his hand in his pocket and then immediately taking it out. What the hell was wrong with him?
"Yata." He didn't hear me. "Yata!" I waved my arms in the air...he still didn't here. I groaned and skated his way. I stopped right in front of him, making him skid to a halt. "Hello? Is anyone in there?" I asked, knocking softly on his head. "What's fucking up with you?" I raised a brow and crossed my arm.
"I, uh..." He tensed and rubbed the back of his neck. His hand went to his pocket again and then retracted like it had a fucking million times tonight. I rolled my eyes and reached into his pocket. "Ayame, wait!" He yelped. I pulled out some cube feeling object out and held it up to my face. I gasped and looked at the small velvety box.
"Yata, is this..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. I went to open it, but he snatched it out of my hands. "Yata!" I whined and reached out for it.
"If I'm doing this, than I'm fucking doing it right." He snapped. He opened the small box and took out the most beautiful ring I had ever scene. The band was dull silver and the jewel was a ruby. It looked old and Victorian. Completely beautiful. "I know I'm not the most observant, laid back, thoughtful guy in the world. I know I fucking cuss like a damn American sailor, but you're pretty much just fucking like me. And you get it. And you've given me the fucking cutest kid ever." I was speechless. He was on one knee with the most beautiful ring in the world, and saying all the right things. How long had he been thinking about this? "And we're fucking badass together as a team and as parents. So, will you, um...will you ma-"
"Yes! Fucking yes!" I cut him off. I pulled him up and hugged him. "I have been waiting for you to ask! You took for fucking ever!" I playfully slapped his chest. He laughed and put the ring on my finger. I hugged him tightly, officially never wanting this night to end.
We skated home and I chunked my skates off as soon as we got through the door. I rushed up to Misa's room and picked her up. Thankfully she was already awake. "Look, Misa. Daddy finally grew some balls and asked Mommy to marry him." I cheered and bounced her up.
"If I didn't already have balls, she wouldn't be here." Yata said flatly behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and laid his chin on my shoulder. Misa placed a hand on my mouth and I kissed it, making her giggle. If someone had taken a picture of us right then, we would have looked like a real family. One I lost and would never let Misa lose.