Chapter 3 guys :D

The next chapter will be the last one :)

It was already late at night and the little Italian/Japanese family arrived at their rooms. Tamiko and Xanxus put the half-sleeping Angelica and Drago into their pyjamas and to bed in the room next to theirs. Alessio was still awake and in the bathroom brushing his teeth. Xanxus was sitting on the double bed with folded hands. He gazed at them without moving. He sat in silence for a while as Tamiko scowled at Alessio for not brushing his teeth right. When she saw that Xanxus still hadn't moved she stepped next to him slightly bending down so that she could look into his eyes. Her long blond hair fell over her shoulder and created a strange veil in front of his face.

"I still don't really understand why you send me here." Almost like a whisper, the words escaped his lips.

Still looking at the floor he felt the woman place a hand on his shoulder. Without her hand leaving his shoulder he felt the shifting weight as Tamiko sat down next to him. She crossed her slim and elegant legs and lightly leaned against him. She moved her hand on his shoulder across his back and to his other shoulder and lightly squeezed with her hand.

"You never really saw him as your father since you two aren't biologically related. Yet he always saw you as his real son even though you did all those things. I figured that he really wanted you to call him 'dad', even if it was only once."

Xanxus is quiet. It was typical for her to go straight to the point. Tamiko smiled and placed her free hand on his. Her hand was small compared to his.

"You made him happy."

She moved her face close to his and softly pressed her lips against his scarred cheek.

"I'm starting to understand the old man a little more. A father simply can't hate his own child." Xanxus lifted his head up to the ceiling.

Tamiko rests her head on his shoulder.

"I'm glad that you finally understand."

Xanxus looks at her and smiles. He leans down to kiss her when Alessio suddenly runs out of the bathroom.

"Mom, dad, I'm done!" He threw his fists in the air.

Xanxus rolled his eyes and dropped his head on her shoulder. Tamiko giggled and ruffed up his hair. She stood up patting Xanxus's shoulder lightly. The blond woman walked over to the small raven-haired boy and crouched in front of him.

"Alright then. Time for you to go to bed."

"Awww, can't I stay up longer? I'm a man after all." He tried to flex his arm muscles.

Tamiko gave her son a judgmental look. Xanxus stood up, walked behind Tamiko and looked down at Alessio.

"Alright, you can stay up."

Tamiko stood up and gave Xanxus an angry look while Alessio started a celebrating dance. Xanxus observes the boy and chuckles while his wife still giving him her disagreeing glare. He wrapped his arms around her waist resting his chin on her shoulder. Alessio had stopped dancing as he watched his father with caution.

"You can watch me snuggle with your mum." Xanxus smirked.

He brushed his nose up along Tamiko's neck and kissed her cheek. Alessio made a disgusted face and ran to the door of the children's bedroom.

"Good night." He called out.

He shut the door and it was quiet. Xanxus chuckled and gave Tamiko another kiss on the cheek. She looked at him and folded her arms.

"Clever." She nodded.

"He's still a kid."

Xanxus's arms drop and took his shirt off exposing his muscular, tanned and scarred torso.

"The boys will soon be in that difficult age." A sigh escaped her.

Tamiko walked towards the door of the kids' bedroom, slightly opening the door to check if Alessio was in bed. Indeed, the twins will soon be thirteen years old. She was secretly hoping that it will be easy but she knew that it wasn't going to be like that. Knowing her sons, Alessio will be the problematic one while Drago will be even quieter. That was only a guess. Xanxus poured himself some tequila and took a sip. He watched his wife as she glanced into the dark room.

"Should be fun." He smiled to himself.

He knew it wouldn't be but they had no choice. Tamiko smiled and walked into the bathroom. After a while she returns, changed into her usual flimsy top and hot-pants and climbed into bed. Xanxus moved next to her, layed his head by her shoulder and an arm around her belly. The sweet scent of orchids and coconut filled his nose. It was her favourite shampoo and for good reason too. Orchids were her favourite flowers. He brushed his nose along her ear.

"I hope the old man is going to be okay." He whispered into her ear.

"Yeah."

Tamiko leaned over the edge of the bed and turned the table lamp off. Her body shifted under his arm and she wrapped her on arms around his head and buried her face in his hair. Xanxus closed his eyes and embraced her warmth.

The next morning.

Alessio was always an energetic one but the same thing couldn't be said for his younger twin brother. Before the alarm clock even went off, Alessio had decided to wake his parents by jumping on their bed. The plan was perfectly executed. Although Alessio jumped on top of Xanxus instead of the bed. As a result Xanxus had sat up in flash as the sudden weight slammed on his back throwing Alessio onto Tamiko who in turn fell out of the bed. And since Tamiko was never-much of a falling-out-of-the-bed person she knocked both Alessio and Xanxus across the head. The commotion soon died down and the twins were messing around on the bed while Tamiko was helping Angelica get changed. Xanxus was about to take a sip of tequila when someone knocked on the door. The scarred Italian walked across the room and opened the door. A man who was defiantly a butler stood in the door way. He bowed when the door opened.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Xanxus-sama." The man stood up straight.

"It's fine, we're all awake anyway." Xanxus ran his hand through his hair. "What do you want?"

"I have some bad news, regarding the ninth."

"Has he gotten worse?"

The man looked at the floor. "No…"

"Then what's the problem?"

The servant swallowed. "Xanxus-sama, the ninth has passed away."

I probably made Xanxus a little out of character but my mother always says:

'Even the a hard-shelled nut has a soft inside'

and I figured even a tough guy like Xanxus has a soft spot. Of course he would never let that surface in front of strangers.

Ever since I have come up with Tamiko, I've had her and Xanxus on my mind nearly every day.

Especially when I'm in college ¬_¬

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