Rima let her normally blasé expression fade as she looked down at the bundle in her arms. Her lips pulled up gently and her eyes softened and glistened with tears of sheer joy and wonder.

Her eyes hungrily drank in the perfection before her, the dainty little fingers, the soft down of silver hair, the smooth pale skin, and though they were closed her own grey blue eyes, the models heart fluttered in adoration. Five hours of labout after nine months of pregnancy, Aido accidentally freezing one of the nurses when he got over excited and Zero holding her hand the entire time and here she was, the most wonderful creature in the world their daughter, Chima. Could anything be more perfect?

Just as she thought that t Zero walked through the door of the room back from a foray to the dining area for lunch. Her heart leaped at the sight of him, the same baggy sleep pants and rumpled t-shirt he'd been wearing the night before when she went into labor his silver hair unbrushed and sticking up at odd angles. Her heart melted again.

Okay, she thought, maybe now her world couldn't get anymore perfect with the addition of Zero.

Then he handed her a box of Pocky. She nearly fainted with happiness.