"Mummy, mummy, come look!"

I waved Kenji away, craning my neck to get a good look at the transporter. I felt a hand at my lower back and I absentmindedly leaned my head on Kenshin's shoulder.

"You shouldn't ignore him, you know," he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

"He has a mother complex. He needs to grow out of it." I snapped back.

Kenshin chuckled and walked to Kenji, lifting the little boy in the air. Kenji giggled, and began playing with Kenshin's shorter hair. He had recently cut it, since our darling seven-year old son had placed a piece of chewing gum in his hair. When I was hacking the offending piece of ick out of Kenshin's hair did I realise why Singapore had outlawed it all those years ago. Kenji was not allowed near the stuff again.

Gosh dang, where were they? They said three o'clock. Or did they mean their time? But if it was their time, then why bother tell us? Megumi was smarter than that twin of mine, and she surely would have told him to tell us the time in our time, unless he wanted to be an idiot and totally screw us over. Now that I thought about it, he probably did just that. Damn him. Well, if he didn't want a free ride to their new home, then he could suit himself. Though, I couldn't see Megumi being too happy about that.

Just when I was about to give up, I heard the sound of a familiar voice. "Hey there, sis! You're on time, for once!"

I turned around slowly. After not seeing him for ten years, I was surprised that his voice hadn't changed. A part of me wanted to think it was a dream, but what I saw before me wasn't a dream.

Though I'm surprised Megumi allowed him to grow his hair that long.

I cried out and flew into his arms, squeezing him with all my might. "Sano! You baka brother, not a single call for ten years!"

He laughed. "Hey, Megumi called every week!"

"Yeah, but you never did," I replied, smacking him on the arm.

He grinned at me. "Nice to see marriage tamed you, somewhat. Ten years ago, you would have punched me through the wall for something like that."

"Don't put it past me to not do it now," I retorted, a smile on my face. I looked around the big goof and saw Megumi. I ran and embraced her, extremely happy to see her as well.

"So, how's it like being a doctor, Doctor Kamiya?" She asked, a twinkle in her eyes.

"It's about as good as it gets." I replied, hugging her again. "Though seeing you two certainly tops it."

Sano laughed. "Well, you better get used to seeing Megumi. She's your new head surgeon."

I gaped at her. "Was that why you came back?"

She nodded her head. "Well, that, and I wanted Hibiki to grow up in the same town I did."

My heart got stuck in my throat. "Where is the kiddo?"

Megumi gave me a comprehending smile. "Hibiki, dear? Do you want to come out and greet your Aunt Kaoru?"

Hibiki stepped out from the transporter. Even though he was only ten years old, I could already tell that he was a dashingly handsome boy. And he'll be taller than Kenshin or I - must be the Takani genes, or something. His hair was jet black and straight, held back in a ponytail. Honestly, the style reminded me of the samurai of old. But the most striking feature were his eyes – deep, violet-blue coloured eyes. They looked like a perfect mix between Kenshin's gorgeous eyes and mine.

I gasped when I saw him, and walked over to him slowly as if in a trance. "Hibiki?" I asked.

He nodded his head, his eyes wary. "Hello, Aunt Kaoru."

I squealed and embraced him. "How cute! He has a British accent! Hibiki, you have to promise your aunt that you will never outgrow your accent, ok?"

He grunted a response, and I laughed. The antic was so Sano-like that I had no doubt that he was raised by my twin.

"Well, considering that I am going to be spending more time in the States than I did in London, I'm going to assume that may be a nigh impossible task," he stated.

I squealed again and hugged him. "You're so adorable! Everything you say sounds intelligent. Damn, I should have gotten me a British man!" I heard a polite cough behind me, and spun to look at Kenshin, an indignant look on my face. "What? It's the truth."

He grinned at me, and in a perfect British accent, said, "Well, if it's British you want, it's British you got."

My jaw dropped. "Why haven't you showed me this particular skill before, mister?" I practically yelled.

"I never knew you liked it."

I rolled my eyes and draped my hand over my nephew's shoulder. "So, Hibiki, quick question. Do you call Sano 'dad' or 'uncle'?" Sanosuke and Megumi had gotten married two years after they had moved to London (of course, Megumi proposed).

At the same time, Hibiki answered, "Uncle," and Sano answered, "Daddy."

Hibiki flared up instantly. "That was when I was younger!" He pointed to Kenshin. "He has more of a chance being my father than you!"

Everyone froze, before Megumi laughed nervously. "Hibiki dear, what did I tell you about creating a scene?"

"Yeah kiddo, seriously. Stop being so uptight," Sano joked, ruffling his son's hair. How else could I think of them? "Now stop being stubborn and give your daddy a hug."

Hibiki rolled his eyes, a blush colouring his cheeks. "No."

"C'mon, I'm sure your cousin hugs his daddy all the time!" Sano whined.

At that Kenji, who had been in Kenshin's arms the whole time, shook his head. "No, I like to hug mummy more."

In all honesty, Kenji looked a lot more like Kenshin than he did me. The only thing he got from me was my eyes- his hair was just as red as Kenshin's, maybe a shade darker, but his eyes were the deep blue eyes I have.

Sano laughed. "We have a mummy's boy there."

I grinned at him. "And I think Hibiki is a daddy's boy," I said with a wink. It was true. As soon as Hibiki had exited the transporter, he had practically pasted himself to Sano's side. He was in the awkward stage where he didn't want to be so attached to his parents anymore, but a blind person could see that he adored his adoptive father.

Hibiki jumped away from Sano and pointed an accusatory finger at him. "Who would want to be attached to him? He's vulgar! And he's always eating!"

Megumi raised her hand and I cringed. A resounding slap echoed through the transporter terminal, and Hibiki looked shocked. She had only hit the upside of his head, but I guess he didn't receive much 'Megumi love'.

He looked at his mother - who had a stern look on her face - and then did a half bow to Sano. "My apologies. I was out of line."

Megumi looked smug and winked me. I groaned internally. She had both of her men on a short leash…and I couldn't help but wonder what I had gotten them both into.

Megumi walked over to me and hugged me again. "He's like you in some aspects, but sometimes I wonder if he's really mine."

I gave her a smile. "Of course he's yours. I can tell. He's yours and Sano's."

Megumi snorted, and linked my arm with hers and we began walking away from the men, leaving the baggage and such to them. "That buffoon's? In their dreams." She then rubbed my protruding belly. "When are you expecting?"

I blushed slightly. "In four months. Kenshin and I didn't think we were ready for Kenji, but he kinda just…happened."

I saw a pair of fox ears appear on her head. "Hohohoho. He was an accident," she whispered.

I blushed even harder. "No, he was totally on purpose. We just didn't really…" I stopped as Megumi's chuckles grew. "Fine, he was an accident. I miscounted my fertile days." I was sure my face was bright red.

"Well, he's an adorable child."

I beamed. "So is Hibiki. Oh, you should meet Aoshi and Misao's baby girl. The most spirited toddler I have ever seen. The other day she threw herself off of a balcony into her mother's arms, claiming she was a ninja. Misao was delighted. Hiko nearly died, and Aoshi…well, it's a good thing he wasn't there."

Megumi laughed. "Ah, it'll be good to see them all again. And where's Yahiko?"

It was my turn to look sly. "He's on his honeymoon."

Megumi raised her eyebrows. "Oh? With whom? That same mousey girl?"

I grinned and nodded. "He's so protective over her. And you should have been here three years ago! There was a big drama between him and another guy to win Tsubaki's heart. Kenji was four at the time, and you should have seen him and Yahiko getting all fired up against this boy. I was tempted to take Kenji away from Yahiko for a little while until it calmed down, but Kenshin assured me that he'll be fine."

Megumi sighed happily. "I'm so glad to be home."

"We're so happy to have you back. I can't believe you didn't visit us once! I missed all of you."

Megumi looked abashed for a second. "Well, I wanted to raise Hibiki…away from you."

I gave her a confused look. "Why?"

She looked away and bit her lip. "I was afraid you might want to take him back. Or he might suspect you of being his mother. I guess I was jealous."

I laughed, and she looked at me as if I was crazy. "Really? You have no worries there. I believe whole heartedly that he is your son. Except for his eyes, he doesn't resemble either of us at all. He's your son, through and through."

Megumi gave me a bright smile. "Really?"

I nodded. "Really."

"Oi, where is the damned car?"

Megumi's eyes snapped in anger. "Watch your language!" She yelled at him. He was balancing two suitcases on one shoulder, and had another in his hand.

"Well then carry your own luggage, woman!" He roared back.

"Oro, I'm sure we can find a compromise here-" Kenshin started, burdened by his own bags.

"Stay out of it!" Megumi and Sano yelled at the same time.

Kenshin was physically pushed backwards from the verbal assault, and Kenji, who was clinging onto his back like a monkey, fell off and onto his backside. I rushed towards him and scooped him into my arms. "Are you all right, honey?"

He looked at me with his deep blue eyes, and nodded his head. He looked like he was holding back tears, and I saw him steal a glance at his cousin. Hibiki was holding two bags and had an exasperated look on his face as his parents argued. Intuition kicked in, and I instinctually knew Kenji was trying to act cool in front of his cousin.

I grinned at him and gave him a hug. "So what do you think of your cousin, dear?"

He crossed his arms. "He's all right."

I chuckled. "Well, you better get used to him. They're moving in next to us."

Fin.

Lame ending is lame.

But otherwise, I am quite happy with how this turned out XD If you wanna see how I pictured Hibiki, look up 'Kanda Yuu' from D. Gray Man (and if you haven't read it yet, I highly suggest you do. I based most of Hibiki off of him. It's a really good manga, even if it takes a little while to start .)

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