Kiku and I have been married for two years now. We also have a little girl, Michiko. She's a little more than a year younger than her big brothers. Seito and Kentaro are both toddlers, and it's become overwhelmingly obvious who is who. Seito is always calm and quiet. He likes it when we read to him and leave him alone to play with his toys. Kentaro is always loud and seeking attention. Normally he's busy bothering his brother. They're good for toddlers though. They like to get into everything and I have to argue with them over every simple command...but they don't really do anything bad. Michiko is trouble though. She's nearly as bad as Kentaro If she's not distracted, the entire house gets turned upside down. Normally I'll put her and Kentaro in a room together with some building blocks and let them annoy each other. But that only lasts for so long.
I work part time in the hospital from nine to one. It's not that we really need the income...I just need to get out of the house. Kiku stays home with the babies until he leaves for work. I like to come home to all four of them napping. The little guys can easily wear their father out.
"Kaachan's home!" I yell when I get home. Little footsteps can be heard as someone comes running for me. "Seito?" Normally he's the last one up from his nap. I pick him up and walk back to our bedroom where the kids normally sleep during nap time. "Is everyone else still asleep?" I ask him quietly. He nods his head with a small smile on his pudgy face. He curls up in my arms and yawn a bit. "Kiku?" I whisper when I enter our room. Normally he's the one who comes when I announce my arrival. Either he or his brother. That's only when Yao's not at the restaurant. But there's my husband, asleep in our bed with two children sleeping comfortably on his big belly. "Oh, look at the babies, Seito," I whisper.
Kiku yawns and opens his eyes slowly. He smiles sheepishly at us and sits up, causing his children to roll off of his stomach and onto what little lap isn't taken over by that big gut I love so much. "You're home earry."
"Work on your L's," I tell him quietly. "And then tell me you love me."
"I love you," he whispers softly as I walk over to him. Seito gets squished into his daddy's belly as I give the man a kiss. "And I love my sons, and my daughter."
"I love it when they're sleeping," I murmur into the kiss. I pull away and stare at the children who are slowly waking up. "Does Touchan want a snack?" I tease my husband as I pick up our little girl as well. She squirms a bit in my arms, but I'm used to this. "Michiko, why can't you just sit still like Seito," I grumble. "I swear you're worse than Alfred." Someone tugs on my hair and I look down at the baby girl who's giggling like a psychopath. Not really. She's giggling like a child who's just happy to be in her mother's arms. "I'll get you guys some juice," I whisper as I sit them each in a highchair. Kiku follows behind with Kentaro (who is already squirming around in his father's arms) and quickly puts the most rambunctious out of the three in his highchair. "What do you want for a snack, Touchan?"
Kiku sighs and rubs his stomach in thought. "Will you make me some dango?"
"I will if you take off your shirt for me," I whisper to him.
Kiku blushes furiously once again and steps away from me. "B-but the chirdren are here. They wourd see--"
"What would they see?" I ask him as I get him cornered against the wall. "They would only see their beloved Touchan--the Touchan I love so much." I take his hands and guide them as he removes his t-shirt. "This is the man I love," I whisper as I kiss one of his little man-boobs. Kiku blushes, but he holds me in place. "But I should probably get the kids their juice."
"Don't forget about me," Kiku tells me as he sits next to Michiko. She always ends up throwing her cups at someone, and it's more often than not Kiku. After I give the kids their juice and make Kiku his snack, I sigh and collapse in my husband's lap. He giggles softly, making his big belly jiggle underneath me. Michiko lets out a scream and throws her sippy cup at my head, causing juice to run down my face. "Not as much fun as you thought, huh, Kaachan?" Kiku teases me. He wraps an arm around my waist and continues to eat. "Kentaro is the one that rearry knows how to throw. I have a bruise on my chest from him."
