Anyone watching 'Korra?' If you aren't, you should if you can. It's amazing. Oh, and the live action Sailor Moon is silly but addicting. Oh the things I watch since I'm not working yet.

So some of the first part of the chapter are based off of things that have happened since the baby was born, and some are just for humor. I'm just glad she was asleep so I could finish this chapter. Enjoy.

Seiji decided that babies were loud and annoying, even if they do belong to him. It was mid- June and Nasuti was due to come home from a trip. That left Seiji and the baby boy at the dojo for the past few weeks. He considered himself a patient person. He could deal with a whole lot of problems, but babies? No wonder Touma bugged him every night after Kimberly was born.

He just got his son to sleep and into the crib. Seiji stood there hoping that he'd stay asleep long enough so he could meditate and then shave. Deciding that the boy wasn't going to wake up. Seiji placed himself on his mat to begin. The room was ideal as he closed his eyes.

"Mwah!"

"Mother fucker!" Seiji cursed, "Why? I want just five minutes of quiet."

"Seiji, are you yelling at a baby?" he heard Satsuki say. She was peeking through the door.

"Go away!" Seiji growled, "Shouldn't you be out at the university?"

"No, I finished school a few years ago, silly." She then smiled at the baby, "Who's a beautiful baby boy?"

"You shouldn't call him 'beautiful.' It's un-manly."

"No it isn't." She said, taking Kenichi from Seiji, "Your father's just sore from being dressed as a girl when he was little."

"Not that you helped out at all." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Of course not. It was all mother and Yayoi."

Seiji sighed.

"I'll watch him while you do dojo stuff." Satsuki smiled, "Besides, I don't get to see him often."

Seiji quietly agreed that she wasn't around often.

"Oh, how was France with Nasuti?" Satsuki asked, causing him to quietly curse.

"It was nice, I suppose. I think that Nasuti was just glad to go home."

"Did you see Boy-chama?"

"Yes." Seiji sighed. He really wanted her to just leave.

"Did he marry that French woman yet?"

"No."

"Has he even proposed yet?"

"Yes."

"It's about time. Are you going?"

Seiji sighed, "Dear little sister, if you are going to take him can you leave? If not, leave him here."

She snorted, "Fine, I'll take him and leave. Next time you talk to Boy-chama, tell him congrats. I'll give him a better haircut next time I see him."

"Go."

Now that it was quiet, Seiji relaxed. Sitting on his mat again, he started to concentrate on breathing.

"Seiji, I don't know how to change a diaper."

Seiji grinded his teeth, "I'll take care of it."

Satsuki handed the boy over with a look of disgust. Taking him, Seiji knew that the diaper was in bad shape. He gave her a nasty look.

After the diaper was changed, Seiji set the baby boy down. He was hoping and praying that the boy would go to sleep. Then the phone went off.

"Moshi moshi." Seiji mumbled.

"Dude, is your computer ready for Y2K?"

"Yes Shu, Nasuti took care of the computer."

"Oh, she's away again, isn't she? Well, Touma sent me something about Y2K destroying computers and the world at the end of the year. I was just wondering if you knew anything about it."

"Ask Ryo."

"Like he'd know."

"Ask Touma for more information."

"He's in America."

"Ask a computer nerd."

"You're no help."

"And you woke my baby up. I just got him to sleep." Seiji growled.

Shu laughed, "Sorry about that."

"Shu, Y2K is not going to destroy the world. They'll just think it's the year 1900. And we lived perfectly fine before computers so I'm not worried."

"Thanks dude."

Seiji sighed and looked at the baby, who was quietly staring at him.

It was one o'clock in the morning. Seiji was fighting the feeling of sleep. Kenichi was not. The baby was up chattering to himself. Satsuki, who decided to stay for the night, was passed out on another sofa. So much for the help, Seiji thought. He really wanted to get up to stretch.

"Satsuki." He called quietly. Nothing.

"Satsuki." He called louder.

Again she didn't respond. Seiji wondered why she volunteered to help if she wouldn't wake up to help. Taking the chance, he got up to run towards the bathroom. The baby didn't like him getting up. During all this, his sister didn't wake up, which made him angrier with her. He was stuck again, trying to get him to fall asleep.

When Nasuti walked into the house, she noticed that it was quiet when though the living room lights were on. She was quite surprised to see Satsuki still sleeping; partially on the sofa and on the floor. Seiji was asleep on the other sofa with the baby, who had drooled all over the both of them. She laughed and left them alone. Of course, she did after she took a picture for future amusement.

Waiting for Shin to finish giving a bunch of tourist directions, Martin was trying to contain his excitement. He had a list of heavy metal bands who were going to be playing in the year's Graspop. But of course, Shin had to be nice and smile, not to mention vivid in his directions. Then he had to wait for him to make the order of coffee and pictures with the man with the magic armor. After Shin finished, he gave his friend a smirk.

"Shin, you're way too nice to the foreigners." Martin sighed, "You should just ignore them like everyone else here in Paris does."

"I can't ignore them. It's rude."

"Then you're living in the wrong French city, my friend." Martin then pushed the ad into Shin face, "Graspop, Sunday. Motorhead is going to be there."

Shin gave him a sad look, "I have flower arrangements to do, you know, for the wedding that's coming next month. Gabby will make Claudia eat my pair of nice shoes if I don't show her how to do them."

"I'll deal with my sister. You just get ready for a great party of binge drinking and heavy metal." Martin then smiled, "Besides, messing with the Belgians is great fun."

Shin raised an eyebrow, "Last year I had to pull a few off of you because you called them waffles."

"So."

Shin was about to dispute it, but held it because of the phone.

"Shin, Schätze, ist meinen Bruder da?"

Shin gave Martin a look since he couldn't really respond, "I think it's your Aunt Heike."

"Oh Shin, Schätze! Would you like more liver dumplings? I made them special for you." Martin mocked before taking the phone. He then left to pass the phone to his father.

Shin shook his head, remembering when he went with them to their aunt's house for Christmas. He became sick after finding out what some of the food was, and for the rest of the visit, ate bread and pork.

"So, Graspop this Sunday?" Martin grinned, coming out from the back of the café.

"Fine." Shin frowned.

"Great." Martin turned to leave, but stopped, "Don't worry about Gabby. I'll take care of it."

"I'm thrilled." Shin deadpanned, watching Martin leave.

Shin was outside taking his helmet off his head, when he heard a bit of yelling and a plate came flying onto the sidewalk. He guessed it was all from his apartment since Martin poked his head out of the window.

"Dude, leave. Gabby's angry." He yelled.

Shin almost took his advice and got on the moped, but he knew that Gabby would then kill him if he left. Placing the helmet back on his head, he went to the apartment. Trying to fit through the cracked door, Shin waited for an item to be thrown in his direction. He was just met with a happy dog and an angry Gabby who was about to yell. Instead, she let out a deep breath and changed her tone.

"So you two were going to go to Graspop and forgot to invite me?"

The men gave each other a look before Martin laughed, "You don't like metal."

"Neither does Shin."

Shin sighed. He hated being brought into fights.

"He's a man. Loud music, alcohol, and lots of people to possibly fight are our thing. He's a natural at this."

"Actually, fighting is not really my thi…"

"Shut it, Shin!"

Gabby gave her brother a look, before they continued their argument.

"I'm going to take the dog for a walk." Shin said, knowing that neither sibling was listening.

Hearing the door shut, they both stopped.

"Great, now he left."

"If you weren't such a psycho woman, he'd still be here. I need to take him out before you two get married and I can't."

"What? He's free to go out anytime." Watching Martin try to comeback, she interrupted, "But not when we already made plans."

Claudia was pretty good at listening to anything Shin had to say. Although he wasn't stressing over the wedding like he remembered how Seiji was, neither of the siblings were making it easy. He hated to think that he was a reason that they argued.

"How does swimming sound?" he asked the dog, knowing that she wouldn't answer him.

Well, a water fountain wasn't what he had in mind, but the English sheepdog did. Looking around, he said 'fuck it,' and put the underarmor on. There were a few snaps of cameras going off, but Shin was used to it now.

There were times when people asked him to pose with them. He learned though, to be careful when to do that. There was a time when a bus tour full of his fellow countrymen stopped to get a picture with them. A bunch of smiling, laughing teenage girls all gathered around. Gabby was not happy with him for the rest of the day. But he received a lot of Pocky.

The sound of someone walking towards him brought him out of his thoughts.

"Swimming in fountains?"

He looked up, "I thought you weren't stalking me again."

Michelle laughed, "I'm not, but I just happen to see you get into the water. Don't let the police catch you."

Shin gave her a grin, "Don't you know that I could get away with murder here in Paris?"

"I do, but I doubt you would kill someone just to prove it."

"True. I should get home now."

"Alright." She gave him a smile and continued on her way.

Shin looked at the wet dog before laughing and heading home.