AN: Final chapter!

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This year, Leon's birthday party was at the country club in Cape Mary.

Pamela and Dio flew over as well as Sayaka and Akita. Sora was happy to see them after months of not. Her trips to France were limited now that she had classes and Nori-chan. She didn't plan on taking her baby on a plane until he was much older. Charlotte and Julie came with their husbands too, though they stayed with each other. May came around with Arlon. Sora was surprised to see them still together.

"So. Any future plans?"

May gave Sora a side glance. "Regarding what?"

"You and Arlon."

May shrugged. "Don't know." She took a sip of her glass of wine. "We haven't really discussed it."

Sora blinked at that. "Well, do you want something more?"

"Maybe. But no kids. I've had my fill."

"How many siblings do you have?"

"Way too many."

Sora laughed at that. "You're so funny sometimes May."

She caught the sight of orange. She waved over at Ken and Mia. Ken started out as a warehouse manager at the company but was now in charge of operations. Last Mia told her, they were thinking of getting married in the summer. She smiled to herself. It had been a rough transition, but she could wish them well with all her heart now.

"I'm a real comedian," May dryly intoned. Movement in the front made her sit up. "Hey. Birthday boy's here."

Sora stayed seated on the stool with her back to the doorway. "Let me know when he comes over."

"There's a lot of people. I doubt he'll be able to spot you from - He's coming."

Sora grinned into her martini glass.

His party was obviously a silver theme.

Silver balloons, silver table cloths, silver streamers...Heck, the tie she put with his suit was silver. He looked over the room, spotting her red hair over by the bar. He said his hellos and shook hands as he went. He stopped right behind her. May said something to Sora before leaving.

On cue, she turned around holding her martini glass.

She wore a silver dress with no straps and a deep v cut down to the top of her breastbone. Her hair was braided up into a bun with some playful loose strands, showing off her lovely shoulders. The dress hugged her body nicely until mid thigh. There, the material flared out and draped on the stool. She crossed a shapely leg, he looked at the silver strappy heel on that small foot. She gave a slow blink, letting him see her silver eyeshadow.

"Happy birthday, Leon."

"I see you took my 'silver' hint to heart."

She put her drink down with a smile. "I have a couple of gifts." She gestured to the stool May was sitting on and he went to it. She opened her silver handbag, taking out a silver watch. "A replacement for the one that got wrecked in the shower."

He stuck out his left wrist for her to put it on. He faintly grinned at that. They had been a little too hasty for that shower interlude that night. He forgot to remove his watch.

"I'll try to keep it from water."

"It's waterproof." She grinned at him. "I also got a five year warranty. Next," she pushed a small box over to him. When he didn't open it, she quirked a brow. "Open it."

"Are there any gags?"

"The only gag gift was the one from the morning. I already told you."

He gave her a wary look before undoing the silver wrapper. He cautiously moved the tissue paper away, pulling out a nice black leather wallet. It was tasteful. No popping snakes or shrieking clowns.

"Look inside," she prompted. "I took the liberty of starting your photo section."

He shook his head at the kissy face photo of her and then softly chuckled at the photo of Nori-chan wearing the reindeer baby suit, complete with antlers. He felt something metal in the back. He turned to the end, feeling his breath halt. There was an old photo of his parents and Sophie.

"I got them to put it on a metal, card-sized backing so it wouldn't get bent."

"Sora..."

She kissed his cheek. "Now you can carry your family around."

"Thank you."

In the car ride back, Sora was reapplying gloss to her lipstick.

"Marion said we could pick up Nori-chan after ten tomorrow morning."

"Alright."

He parked the car and they got out. She made sure her matching fur stole was around her shoulders before getting out. She slipped her arm through his, putting her head along his upper arm. When they got to the door, she ran her fingers along his knuckles.

"There's one more gift."

He stole a glance down at her. She was giving him a lidded look. He had a feeling that was why she was reminding him of the fact that they were home alone tonight. The door opened. He started for the staircase leading to their bedroom, but she was pulling him elsewhere. He followed along, enticed by the way she was softly giggling and biting her bottom lip.

"We haven't done it in your home office."

He felt a shiver down his spine. "That is very true."

Every office he had or moved to, they had a tryst in it. It was a tradition of theirs. Not very PG nor will he share this tradition with his children, but a more...adult tradition. Parents only. She pushed the office door open, pulling her gloves off with a sultry smile. He loosened his tie as she sat on the edge of the desk, waiting for him to come over.

"Unwrap your gift," she breathed out.

He didn't need any prompting for that. He hastily undid the button of her stole. Almost immediately he jerked away, feeling claws and seeing some animal underneath.

"What the hell?"

She snorted in her laughter, pulling out the furry toy she snuck in.

"Pop goes the weasel!"

"You said there were no more gag gifts."

"Hee hee! That was a - hah! - gag too!" She bent forward in laughter. "Oh, you should have seen your face!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm no longer in the mood."

"Daww, did I scare Leon Jr?" She jumped off the desk to stand in front of him. "I can wake him up again."

"That's not necesa-"

She already unzipped his pants, sliding a hand inside. He reached out to grip the plush chair in front of the desk as she stroked him. He gritted his teeth as she caressed him, lightly scratching her nails along his length.

"Dieu."

She maneuvered him a little. He easily sat down on the chair. She leaned over him, eventually straddling him. She moved her hand to grind against him. She softly breathed on his lips as desire colored his eyes. It filled her veins, making her unzip her dress. His hands pushed the dress up her thighs and over her hips until it was over her head and on the floor.

"Relax, lover," she softly exhaled, "There's nothing but pleasure."

He helped her slide out of her underwear. "If not -"

"You can spank me," she cheekily grinned before kissing him hotly. "Principal Oswald."

Her reference to their latest role playing session in his regular office made him recall her rather short college uniform. That was all foreplay and hardly any storyline. He supposed not all of their role playing required a detailed backstory.

"I might do that regardless," he half murmured.

She gave him a lazy grin before leaning her forehead against his.

"Oh..."

She let herself bask in the feeling of him entering her for a moment before moving. Her nails dug into the plush chair as she rode him slowly, making her hips roll exaggeratedly for a deeper sensation.

He breathed heavier.

She used her entire body to ride him like this. He could feel her legs shift as she lifted up then down, felt her inner muscles clench as he slid inside her, her hips and torso bent as she rolled, and her arms flexed as he entered, then stretched out as she lifted up again. It was a dance of sensual, hot pleasure. He loved the fact that it was only for him, and entertained the idea that she was made for him, and he for her.

"Do you like that?" she murmured in his ear.

"Very much," he huskily rasped out.

He leaned up for her mouth, kissing those soft lips before they parted their lips. His tongue ran along hers, not withholding his groan. His hands were everywhere, caressing, teasing, squeezing. She gripped his hair tightly in passion.

"You like that," he rumbled out a half chuckle.

"You bet your tight butt I do."

His eyes closed more as her hands caressed back.

"Which of the silver gifts was the one you meant?"

He opened his eyes and looked down at her. She shifted on the bed near his desk so they could be face to face. Her bangs were damp from making love to him. Her lips were a little puffy from kissing. He crossed his arms behind his head, soaking in her rumpled, loved caused hair. Her hand ran through his chest hair. He came out of his thoughts.

"We'll see if it comes in a month or two."

She tilted her head curiously and then grinned in understanding.

"Pamela labelled that dress as a baby maker."

He uncrossed his arms. "Appropriate indeed."

She giggled as he shifted over her then moaned when he grinded between her legs.

"It could be a red haired gift," she half panted.

"Could be," he idly responded.

Conversation ceased as lovemaking resumed.

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It turned out to be a silver haired gift.

And another boy much to Sora's chagrin. She was happy to have another baby, but she had been hoping for a girl. She shifted the newborn in her arms as Leon grabbed Nori-chan's hand before he fell off the raised platform. Ever since the tyke learned to walk he'd explore as far as he could, no matter where they were. They were going to present their second son at the company but Nori-chan was more interested in the revolving glass lobby doors.

"Nori-chan, don't you want people to know your brother's name?"

"No," came their son's response.

Sora sighed. It was his first and favorite word. She blamed Leon for their son having learned that instead of "mama" or "dada."

"He says no to everything," Leon amusedly murmured.

"Then he means 'yes.'"

"How do you know which 'no' means 'yes'?"

"When I want it to be 'yes,' it's 'yes.'"

"Your response is...tyrannical."

"Mother knows best," she cooed to her newborn. He blinked his grey eyes and then closed them. "All of you will learn that."

Alan was saying a few words to the press. They were going to step up to the mike soon.

"Hey."

Leon turned to his wife. "Hm?"

"Tell Leon Jr. I want a girl next. My biological clock won't tick forever."

"Of course dear," he bemusedly murmured. "Because genetics work like that."

"Hey, I rubbed my belly for a silver haired baby with Nori-chan."

"The red hair chanting didn't work."

"That's because you were already wishing for another silver haired kid."

"Ah. My mistake."

They were announced. Leon lifted up Nori-chan as they stepped up.

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Nori-chan crawled onto the hospital bed as Leon carried their two year old, Haruki. Sora had just finished feeding their newborn. She pushed the baby blanket aside with a wide, sleepy grin.

"Here's your sister Nori-chan, Haru-chan."

"Hi baby," Nori-chan gave a small wave.

"And with red hair," Sora smirked at her husband, mouthing out the word Burn.

Leon had a logical explanation for the genetics of their newborn. That combination did already exist and the odds were not too bad. However, that her chanting while rubbing Leon Jr. before intercourse and then while she was pregnant did happen to coincide with the timing of her wish was - perhaps - something more than science could explain. At least, that's what he believed his wife believed.

"Touché," he merely replied.

For there was nothing else he could think to say without getting in the doghouse - or tubhouse.

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Sora fussed with Leon's tie as they waited.

She messed up tying it, making her curse under her breath.

"Are you alright?"

"It's just so busy today," Sora grumbled. Then she looked around Leon with a frown. "Haku-chan, stop jumping off the benches!"

"I told him not to," Nori-chan groused. "But he won't listen."

"Thank you honey." She caressed her son's cheek. "You're a good brother. Haku-chan, come here."

"No!"

"Why?" Sora looked heavenward. "Both of them had 'no' as their first word!"

Leon shifted his hold on their one and a half year old daughter, Aimée. Her red hair liked to stick out a lot no matter how many times they brushed it back. He wondered if Sora's hair had been like that when she was a baby. Sora put a cute sunny bonnet to cover her messy hair.

"Do you want me to get him?"

"No."

Leon quirked a brow. Sora groaned out loud.

"They got it from me. Shii-ooot. Shoot. We don't cuss. Bad words are bad."

Sora got up from their spot on the couches to get their unruly second son. Some people were starting to glare at Haku-chan for his wildness. Nori-chan sat by his father, watching the show. Nori-chan took after his father in many aspects, especially being the quieter and calmer of the two sons. Haku started shrieking and then laughing, thinking they were playing tag. Sora ran around the benches of the waiting area, soon cracking a grin. She took most things in stride.

"Gotcha!"

Haku let out a giggle as she lifted him up into the air and then pretended to eat his belly.

"Da."

Leon snapped his head down to his daughter as she patted his cheek.

"Da...Da."

"You spoke," he dazedly murmured. He missed his sons' first words so to hear his daughter say them right now... "Aimée..." He looked up. "Sora, she spoke."

She paused in blowing a raspberry. "Ai-chan?" She ran over with Haku upside down in her arms. "What was your first word, honey? Can you say it again?"

Aimée looked at her mother with big, brown eyes.

"No."

Sora hung her head. "All three of them..."

"She said da first," Nori-chan added in.

She perked up immediately. "Really? Oh Leon..."

"Mama. Mama!"

Sora quickly righted Haku-chan. "Sorry baby."

"Mr. and Mrs. Oswald?"

"Oh! Right here! Leon, Nori-chan." She kept Haku-chan in her arms. "Come on. Family photo time!"

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It was half past nine when Sora heard the front door.

She turned off her bedroom t.v. with a smile before quietly going down the hallway. Once she passed the kids' rooms, she dashed down the staircase. The kids and the studio kept her busy, but after two months of not seeing her husband, she was more than excited to get to him. He was slipping his shoes off when she was halfway down the staircase. When he looked up, she felt her excitement boil over. Impulsively, she got on the banister and slid the rest of the way.

He caught her with a grunt. She immediately was kissing his face.

"Hi stranger."

"Hello."

He tilted her head to give her a proper kiss. She hummed into it, soon breaking it off. He put her on her feet.

"We have leftovers from dinner. You hungry?"

"I got something after the flight."

They walked up the staircase together.

"I got Haku-chan into dancing."

"Good. He needs something to do with all that energy."

She grinned. "Why'd you think I got him into it?"

"Clever."

She took his free hand. "How was Hong Kong and Paris?"

"Still standing. May's got a tight schedule for the imports."

He eyed their kids' doors as they passed them.

"They've been asleep for a while," Sora murmured.

"I'll see them in the morning."

They reached their room. Leon closed the door and shrugged out of his coat. She made to grab it, but he held onto it to grab something out of his pocket. He handed the long box to her. She took it with a smile.

"What's this?"

"I missed our fifth anniversary."

She tsked at him. "You already mailed me a dress."

He shrugged. "I found this after sending it."

She untied the ribbon and opened it. "Leon..." the silver bracelet glimmered with sapphire stones. "It's beautiful."

"It's a tennis bracelet." He dropped his coat to help her put it on. "Sapphires are for the fifth year."

She twisted her wrist left and right, letting the light reflect off the stones.

"I only got you fancy ties and the kids' handprints."

He grabbed her hands, lightly kissing them. "You are still by my side."

He kissed her soft lips. When his hands started to wander, she grinned into the kiss.

"You also get frisky time."

He grinned back. "That as well." With a sigh, he broke off the kiss. "But perhaps in the morning."

"Yeah, I'm tired too."

She tugged him to bed. He fell onto the mattress.

"I love you," he sleepily murmured.

She smiled against his neck. "I know."

They were out soon after.

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The End.

AN: Cheesy goodness everywhere! XD Whew! I wasn't sure I could get this to be the last chapter, but I did! Woo hoo! I know people are sad to see it end and I'm kind of sad to be done but we had a good run, right?

I hope 2017 is a better year for everyone.

Haruki means "shining brightly." Aimée is French, meaning "much loved."