"Ken, you need to go to bed." Touka took a seat next to Ken on the living room couch. He was cradling Ichika in her arm. Ichika was long asleep, nuzzling her nose into Ken's chest.
"You haven't sleep in two days." The crescent moon reflected in her eyes, and warmed Ken's chest.
"I'm not tired." He insisted.
"Ken." She put her hand on his cheek. "Nothing's going to happen to her." He turned back to Ichika, who remained completly still.
"She's so perfect." He whispered. She couldn't help but smile.
"Just give her to me, and get some sleep." He placed Ichika in his wife's arms, but the movement work her up and she began to cry.
"I'm sorry," He said. "I can --"
"I said got to sleep."
"But--"
"She's probably hungry. I'll meet you in the bedroom."
"I just--"
"We're in this together, remember? And you have let me sleep plenty this past few days. Don't feel guilty. It's a give and take, and all that."
"I love you," He said kissing her on the cheek, and fallowing her order to go into the bedroom.
They moved the crib into their room. Touka did that for practicality, since Ichika needed to be feed every two hours. Ken moved the crib to made sure she was safe.
He had done nothing else but rock Ichika and watch her while she sleep. Touka understood his worry, and thought it was cute at first-- but now, 50 hours later, it was becoming a lot more annoying.
They were both terrifyingly excited to help their child bud with the rising ashes of Tokyo.
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A Budding Rose
FanfictionIt has been 5 months since the dragon war. Touka and Kaneki are raising there daughter, Ichika, while Japan is being rebuilt. However, with Kaneki's PTSD and anxiety and the racism plaguing the Japanese populous they will have to adjust to more then...
