Back with the epilogue! :). It will be very short though, so my apologies. By the way, their kids' names are from the anime btooom if anyone watched it :D.
(8 Years Later)
"Ryouta! Come back here! Give me that postcard!" 26 year old Amu desperately chases after Ryouta, their 5 year old son. He was a splitting image of his father, with midnight blue hair, though he had his mother's golden eyes. "Why can't you be as calm as Himiko?"
Himiko, their 5 year old daughter, is the calmer child. She looks exactly like her mother, though inherited her father's eyes. She smiles smugly at Ryouta.
Angry, Ryouta runs to Himiko, but Amu finally catches him, and snatches the postcard from him. "Both of you kids, get in bed. You have school tomorrow."
Ryouta crosses his arms, in a sulk. But it was so adorable! Huffing, he runs up the staircase. Himiko soon follows.
Wiping sweat off her forehead, Amu sighs. Taking care of kids was such a pain, but she loved them both dearly.
Now that they were going to sleep, she would have a chance to look at the postcard. She is surprised to see a picture of Kaito and another woman in the photo. She is dressed in a lovely wedding outfit, and Kaito in a tux.
Kaito matured a lot in the last few years, he was a lot more handsome, and appeared to be a full grown man now. The woman was good looking too. She was a long curly haired brunnette, with azure eyes. Overall, seemed like a nice woman, and Amu was happy that Kaito finally find someone.
She heads upstairs to her and Ikuto's bedroom, wondering where Ikuto could be.
Sure enough, when she opens the door, Ikuto stands by their bed, dressed only in black boxers, showing his sculpted chest. A flirty smile is on his face, and Amu rolls her eyes. "Do you want to do it that badly? Our kids are down the hall..."
"You know I want to."
Blushing a little, Amu huffs. "Kinky, aren't you? You usually aren't this... Lively..."
He chuckles, and inches forward, his eyes boring into hers. "I've got lots of energy left..."
Amu turns away from him, and begins to strip off her clothes.
"Why not face this why?" He pretends to whine.
Smirking, Amu says, "Too bad... You won't be seeing or getting anything tonight..."
She crawls under the covers, stark naked. "No touching... Or no breakfeast tomorrow."
"I can't guarantee that." Ikuto crawls in bed with her, and brings his mouth to hers.
