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I laid in bed next to my daughter as she slept soundly. It was a peaceful night in the city, almost too peaceful.
A part of me felt like I had died along with Mikey. I found out a week ago that he had died— he killed himself.
I haven't found the heart to tell Sanzu yet and the others sure don't know or else it would've thrown everyone for a loop. As of right now they think he's away on business.
Im going to meet with a Takemichi fella tomorrow, the same Takemichi I saw at Pah-Chins wedding that I went to with Kazutora years ago and I'm pretty sure I went to his wedding as well.
I looked at my daughter, passed out. I kissed her on her forehead and gently shuffled out of her bed to go sleep in mine.
Collapsing on my bed i felt hands rub my back. "Rough day?" Sanzu asked.
I sighed. "You have no idea, she's such a handful"
"And you wanna have another?" He asked.
I turned over and looked at him, "We can try right now" I smiled.
I pushed him over so he laid down on his back, I moved to straddle his lap as he held my waist.
"You wanna ride?" He asked repositioning himself.
Just as I was leaning down to kiss him my phone rang. I groaned loudly and felt like I was gonna cry. I reached over to my phone and answered.
"What!?" I hissed.
"Somebody sounds mad" Chifuyu said over the phone.
"You're interrupting the only spare time I have"
He giggled. "Ooohhh~ I seeeee"
"What do you want?"
"The girls are fist fighting in front of the shop, I tried to pry them off of each other but they won't listen"
Of course, I need to stop leaving Nami and Yuta alone. I hung up and looked at Sanzu who was eagerly waiting.
"I'm sorry, I have to run to the shop" I apologized.
He grabbed the side of my face and kissed me. "I'll be waiting for you to get back, I'll keep myself occupied" He winked at me.
I rolled off of him and let my body collapse onto the bed. "I'll be back in 20" I said into my pillow.
The next day
I sat in the coffee shop tapping my foot up and down wildly waiting for him to show up. It's not often I deal with stuff like this since Sanzu and I decided to stay in New York.
Somebody had taken a seat in front of me and I looked up to see a man with scruffy black hair who looked a mess.
"I don't have a dollar if that's what you're looking for"
