Couch

The pregnant wife

"Tsu-kun" Kyoko sweetly called out to her husband who is currently deeply asleep, he only received a quiet and tired moan as a response.

"I want ice cream"

"Huh? Ice cream?" the decimo looks into the clock at their bedside table "but Kyoko its 3 in the morning and the chefs are already asleep" he complained.

"I suddenly craved ice cream, and I want…" she thought for a while "… alukbati flavor" then giving her husband a sweet smile not knowing what she had come out strange and goodness absolutely not an ice cream flavor.

Dumbfounded "does that flavor exist?" scratching is head he continued "I understand why you were craving for such flavored ice cream because you're pregnant but love, alukbati flavor? Are you sure the baby would be fine after you eat that… that…?"

"I want that flavor" Kyoko insist on.

"Can we do this tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? You won't be able to do that anymore because your schedule is jam-pack"

"But Kyoko"

"If you don't want to…" then proceeds on kicking her husband out of the bed with the decimo landing smack on the floor "the couch is vacant"

"Kyoko, love can't y—" he was unable to finish due to the pillow landing rather forcefully on his face. (a/n: no not the face!)

Situating himself on the couch a hand gently touches his right shoulder on to met with this great–great–great grandfather's smiling face.

"Tsunayoshi… it's only natural for a pregnant woman to have that kind of reaction, I've also experience that with your great–great–great grandmother " Giotto told the even more tired Tsuna.

"Really? What happened?"

"Well, let's just say that you have more luck than I am and you only got kicked out of the room" Tsuna raise an eyebrow upon hearing that, he was even more curious now. It must be hyper intuition that Giotto became aware that his great–great–great grandson wanted details.

Sighing he went on with the sharing "In my case, when she's pregnant with Yoshimune, I went to hell and back and had to save my ass (a/n: Primo, you forgot to add sexy) from the knives she keeps on throwing at me by hiding in our walk-in closet." With that both Vongola bosses heave out a tired sigh.