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"So this is my room!" Ichiro walked around the very purple bedroom and observed her little trinkets.

"Do you play?" He asked pointing to a violin. Hotaru sighed and nodded. "Mom makes me. Its not that bad though."

The two sat down on her bed and blushed. "I really like you Hotaru." She smiled sweetly. "I like you too."

Very slowly, the boy leaned in, as did Hotaru. Their lips met in a soft innocent kiss. After parting, Hotaru touched her lips. It was all silent until Ichiro scooted over, causing a box of art supplies to crash onto the floor.

"Shoot!" Hotaru jumped off of the bed with him and they tried to pick up the rolling pencils. This was obviously not the right day to be wearing socks, because before she knew it they had slipped on the pencils and fallen.

The little dark haired girl now laid onto of him. "Owwwwwww" She groaned. He winced too. "Youre heavy Taru." He finally said.

This caused them both to burst into laughter. They rolled over on the floor in a tight hug. "We must've looked so stupid!" She said in between giggles.

"Ruka-mmmm" Michiru heard a crash and was trying to speak when Haruka captured her lips again. "I heard something!" She finally managed to say. The blonde's eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"I knew It! I told you I was right! I told you! I told you!" She exclaimed pointing her finger up like a 5 year old. Michiru gave her a good what on the back of that blonde head of hers.

"Would you snap out of it? Come on!"

The couple quickly ran upstairs and kicked the door open. What they saw was completely different from what they expected.

"Get your paws off my daugh-" The two teens looked confused and sat up. Ichiro observed his hands. The two kids were sitting side by side, art supplies was sprawled all over the floor. "Oh…"

"We fell because you set my art box on the foot of my bed daddy! We coulda gotten hurt ya know!" Hotaru yelled angrily. Michiru gasped and looked at Haruka.

"Tenoh Haruka! What did I tell you about the art supplies? It goes in the closet not on the bed! What if she hit her head?!" The blonde giggled nervously and stepped away from the steaming Michiru.

"Sorry…. Im just gonna…" Before Michiru could step any closer Haruka made a break for it. The aquanette narrowed her eyes before running after her.

"Get back here this instant!" They heard Michiru's screams echoing throughout the large house.

Hotaru sweat dropped and leaned into her boy friend. "I will never understand those two." He laughed at this and swung an arm around her.

"Your house is much livelier then mine will ever be!" He said honestly. Hotaru giggled and agreed.

"Maybe we could do this again sometime? We can do homework up here tomorrow if you are up to dealing with my crazy family…" Hotaru said nervously. The boy's grin widened.

"Yeah! Lets do it!" He said happily. Hotaru stood up and the pair walked downstairs, where they found Michiru lecturing a very guilty looking Haruka.

"In my house we have responsibilities. When you married me you married into doing them. Now, if Setsuna were here what would she say? She'd be appalled! In fact I might just call her up!" Haruka sent Hotaru a pleading look.

"Momma!" She interrupted. The aqua haired woman stopped her rambling and turned to the teens. "Yes darling?" She replied in a completely different tone. This one was sweet and cheerful. Ichiro blinked up at her.

"Would it be okay for me to come do homework tomorrow? I'd hate to intrude on you." He said awkwardly. Michiru couldnt help but swoon over his cuteness.

"Awww! Yes of course! It would be great!" She said ruffling his chestnut brown hair. Haruka stood up then and stomped over.

"Tomorrow is movie night! I have to insist we dont break tradition!" She stated opposingly. Michiru rolled her eyes and turned to face her wife.

"You are this close to sleeping on the couch." She warned. Haruka made an offended face and stuck out her tongue. "Fine! You don't have to be so mean about it!" She said in an almost pouting tone.

Michiru sighed and put a hand on her shoulder. "You and I can still have movie night tomorrow. Alone." She added with a wink. Haruka perked up at that.

"You're welcome to come over then. But don't you get any perverted ideas about my daughter." She added with a death glare. He laughed nervously.

"I would never." He assured. Michiru and Hotaru walked Ichiro to the door and bid him goodnight. Hotaru was still blushed as she remembered their kiss.

"Mama. Can I tell you a secret?" She asked shyly. Michiru immediately bent down to her height. "Yes!" She said excitedly.

"We kissed…." She said in a whisper. Michiru gasped and began to giggle wildly. "Really?! What kind of kiss? How long? Was he a good kisser?" She began to bombard the teenager with questions.

Now Hotaru couldnt help but join in on the girlish giggling."It was really short… But it felt so long. It was so soft and felt absolutely amazing… My heart just lit up!" She exclaimed.

"I felt the same way when I had my first kiss!" She replied.

"With daddy?"

"Yep." Michiru chirped, closing her eyes happily.

The clearing of someones throat was heard and Haruka stood in the doorway, a smirk decorating her face. "Whats all this about kissing?" She asked, slowly making her way behind the violinist.

"Someone had their first kiss tonight dear." Michiru said, pointing to Hotaru.

"WHAT?!"

Fin.

Annnnnnd we're done, *bows gracefully* Thanks for reading! You guys are awesome!