6150. If someone writes a will, it does not mean they're dying!

Yokosuka.

"Tanikaze, could you run these down to Legal?" asked Niyodo, files in her hand.

"No problem." The destroyer said, thankful for something to do. She grabbed the files and rushed out the door.

"Slow down! You'll trip!" yelled Niyodo as she left.

Yeah, like that'll happen, thought Tanikaze.

Of course, Murphy loves his job, so less than five minutes later, Tanikaze, still emulating a speeding bullet, missed the sign warning that the floor was wet. Before she knew what was happening, she was on the ground and the papers in the files went flying. Quickly, she started gathering the papers and placing them back in the folders, idly noting them in her hands. There was the usual speeding ticket for Haruna, an insurance claim for a half-eaten Humvee, a will, and the weekly complaint about Iku-wait, a will? The destroyer backpedaled, grabbing the paper. Sure enough, printed out in bold letters at the top were the words: Last Will and Testament. She quickly put it back, shaking, not just because of the nature of the document, but also from the two names on the paper.

The next day.

The door to the classroom swung open as the destroyers left for lunch, leaving a depressed looking Tanikaze and a concerned Ashigara.

"Tanikaze-chan, is everything alright?"

The destroyer looked at her teacher, stood up, hugged her, and burst into tears. "Sensei, I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what you're going through!"

"What I'm going through?" asked Ashigara as she gently held the crying destroyer. "I'm not sure I'm following."

"With what's happening to Myoko-san and Takao-san."

"What about them?"

Tanikaze looked up with watery eyes. "They're dying!"

"Huh?"

"I was bringing some files to the legal department when I dropped them, and while I was picking them up, I noticed one was their will."

Instead of the expected gasp, Tanikaze heard Ashigara chuckle. "Oh, sweetie. They're not dying."

"But they made a will!"

"That just means they're prepared in case something happens. A lot of the older girls have wills. Heck, I have one, and I intend to be around for a while." she said, smiling softly. 'Now, dry your tears. I want to see that smile of yours, okay?"

A few minutes later, Ashigara led Tanikaze to the mess hall, and after seeing the destroyer join her sisters, she went to a table and sat next to her boyfriend.

"Everything alright, love?" asked Captain Yonehara.

"Pretty sure. Say, where are Myoko and Takao? Shouldn't they be here already?"

"They'll be here in a few minutes. They had to make sure Ami and Hotaru wouldn't go ballistic with Nachi."

Sure enough, Myoko and Takao joined them, apologizing profusely for being late.

"No worries, sis. How are Nachi and the kids doing?"

"The kids are fine, and Nachi's terrified that Ami and Hotaru still hate her. What about the two of you?'

"Actually, now that you mention it. I had to convince one of my destroyer's that the two of you weren't dying."

"Huh?"

"Apparently Tanikaze caught a glimpse of your wills and assumed the worst." said Ashigara, chuckling, until she noticed that both of them looked pensive. "Wait, you guys aren't actually dying, are you?"

"No, it's just, well.." started Takao.

"We might as well tell them, Takao." said Myoko.

"Tell us what?" asked Sosuke.

"Well, since we had the kids, the two of us made some changes to our wills, to make sure they were taken care of." said Myoko.

"And one of those changes was deciding who would get custody if something happened to us." finished Takao.

Realization hit Ashigara and Sosuke immediately. "You mean?"

'Yes, if something happens to both me and Takao, the girls will be put into your custody. That is, if you want to. If you don't we can change..." said Takao, only for the two of them to cut her off.

"That won't be necessary." said Sosuke. "We'd be honored."

"I don't know what to say."

"Thank you, Ashigara, Sosuke." said Takao, smiling. "Now, after that, let's talk about something else. You two set a wedding date yet?"

Ashigara, Sosuke, and Myoko blushed so hard people swore they thought someone had placed three stoplights in the mess hall.