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Well, folks. It's bee one heck of a ride, but this is my last chapter to That Night. Hope you liked it and I do hope to here from you again about another story I'm thinking of uploading called "Roses"

Enjoy

That Night

Part 25

The apartment was livelier than usual today, but he didn't mind it for once. Mainly because he didn't have to worry about everyone surrounding him. For once, he was not the center of attention and he was rather pleased with that thought. Granted, he was unnecessarily jealous of the minimal amount of attention he was getting from his wife, he still felt no animosity towards the new attention getter. After all, he was taking a heavy burden from his shoulders, and that only added to the long list of pluses for Usui's sake. For one thing, the new arrival had gave him the opportunity to work from home a lot more, seeing as, without him, the lady of the house would grow thinner, quicker. That, or thicker from the overindulgence in her mothers cooking, seeing as her mother often dropped off tons of food for her daughter whenever she had the chance. Second, he got more time to sped with the love of his life, his family and her in-laws, and third, the birth of a new child brought both families together – Gerard had a surprising soft spot for children. Overall, Usui could not have been happier with the outcome of having a child like his.

After some time at the hospital and long long debates on the subject from everyone he and Misaki knew – including those four annoyances, Kaon, Tomu, Ichitauro, and Tora, with a little help now and then from Li Yi and Tenryuu – the couple had finally decided on a name for both of their children. Suzuna's name Masaru – meaning "victory" – was perfect to Misaki for her sons name, while Aoi's name Hikaru – meaning "light" – was chosen for her late daughter, and though there were plenty protesters, Misaki stayed stubborn and never changed her mind. She seemed fixated on those two names for some reason, not that Usui was complaining. He too felt that the names were almost fitting for their children, and he felt a since of love flowing from the three of them, to their deceased other, Hikaru, the child that never got to be.

To this day, however, neither Usui or the others in their extensive family, was able to fix that steadily growing whole in Misaki's heart. Ever since she lost her second child in birth, she started growing farther away from them. There were times when she couldn't help but feel happy for their one child that did make it and felt the need to spread said happiness to all others around her, but, at the same time, she couldn't deny that she wonders about how her life could have been different had her daughter made it as well. She often wakes up in the middle of the night, breathing as if she had been suffocating, scaring Usui up as well, or she would talk in her sleep, screaming at the top of her lungs to the world around her, begging for something to "come back" to not "leave" her, and that would only cause Usui to have to calm her down enough to get the nightmares to go away. It was because of those dreams that she got insomnia, and whatever few hours of sleep she did manage to catch, were interrupted by her son, crying for her affection.

Needless to say, Usui felt sorry for her, but there wasn't much he could do to make everything better but comfort her to the best of his abilities. He liked to think that it worked more than she was making it seem, only because it kept him doing it, kissing her and rocking her to sleep whenever she woke up screaming, and such, but aside from that, he felt rather useless to her, especially during the day. Often, though not as much as usual, he was called "into" work, so he had to get online and do what was needed, thus, leaving Misaki alone, in a since, with the baby and her worries. He didn't want to have to do that, but he hadn't much of a choice. Out of the two of them at that moment, he was the only one who could work, Misaki, naturally, had to take care of the baby, and though Usui wanted nothing more than to spend time with his family, he couldn't. Work needed to be done.

However, at this particular moment, he was free of work, he made sure of it. He had told everyone in the office, face to face, to not bother him for a good three days so that he could prepared for this special day; the baby's birthday. His first birthday.

Usui looked at Misaki and couldn't help but smile as she dressed Masaru with care only a mother could give. Her smile growing when the baby's brown eyes locked on hers, aside from that and possibly her short fuse, the child looked exactly like Usui; blond, messy hair, small eyes and a sharp nose. There was no doubt about it, that he was his fathers son.

Usui smiled again when he heard the melodic sound of the both of them, his wife and his son, laughing to something unknown. It was possible that she made a face to keep him from pushing away from her whenever she would set about trying to tame his hair. He stepped forward, smiling all the while before he sat down beside her, pulling her into a tight hug momentarily. He got a smile form her, and a moan from his son who was desperately trying to reach him from his spot in his mothers lap.

Misaki sighed, having given up on his mane then moved Masaru to the side so that he could better reach Usui before toppling over. As an only child, Misaki was very protective of him, doing everything in her right mind to keep him from any dangers or accidents or such. She wanted nothing other than her son's utmost safety at all times, because she wouldn't know what to do if she had lost both children.

"He's getting a little thick." Usui cooed as he held the laughing baby above his head with a smile. "How much does Minako-san feed him?"

"It's not so much her overfeeding him." Misaki began. "It's more like him eating the way he sees Hinata doing, just, in his case, he gets all the sweets he wants. I tell them to watch his intake, but they're all so moved by his attraction to Hinata that they can't help but watch."

Usui grumbled a little before placing the toddler on the ground only to have him running the moment his feet touched the ground. At a year old, he was already a pro at walking and running, starting the walking process at about 10 months after realizing that, while crawling may be fun, it isn't fast enough to catch up with anyone walking. Normally, Usui would chase after him, but he was too disgruntled from Misaki's earlier comment.

To this day, even after the pain and suffering he and Misaki went through from losing one of their own, even after the naming and the bonding with Masaru, Usui and Hinata still haven't patched things up with one another, not like they were ever friends to begin with. Then, to add insult to injury, Masaru was very found of his "Uncle" Hinata. So much so that it's safe to say that he favors him the most out of everyone he has met, and that only further upset Usui.

"Honestly, what does he see that's so interesting to make him follow Hinata around like a lost puppy?"

Misaki laughed but hugged onto Usui anyways and smiled as she buried her head into his chest to watch Masaru, who, after finding out that his daddy wasn't chasing him, was playing contently with various soft toys that he cold safely chew on. "I don't know myself. Maybe its because Hinata is so goofy and doesn't mind doing something embarrassing to please a child." She cooed, remembering back to the time he stopped a baby from crying at the café.

"I guess." Usui frowned then looked down at Misaki and smiled brightly. Squeezing her tightly against him to get her to look up, he moved closer and pecked her on the top of the forehead before moving down to her nose, then her lips, where his stayed for a while. He felt her smile against his touch and couldn't help but smile back before they parted, only to find their son staring at them intently. He then abruptly stood, walked over to Misaki, took hold of her leg then glared at Usui before begging to get picked up where he could plant a kiss on her cheek, making Misaki laugh but Usui stare back in disbelief finding no humor in the matter.

Later at the Café

Everyone at the cafe loved Masaru. Honoka often takes hold of him, finding lame excuses to be near the child, and keep him away from Satsuki because, for reasons unknown to her, Satsuki was by far his favorite of the maids at the café. Honoka, as far as Misaki knew, was Masaru's second to last favorite, coming before the chefs only because he hardly sees them, and though Honoka often showers him with everything he could ever want, the child was always ready to leave her side the moment she took her eyes off of him for the comfort of his mother, father, Satsuki or Hinata whenever he was there. It hurt her to know that, but then again, she knew she couldn't force the boy into staying with her, seeing as that would only add to the unknown reason on why he didn't like her as much.

Satsuki, on the other hand, was always eager to take the boy up on his offers of holding him. She, much like Aoi, loved everything cute, but her vision of it was much...stronger than his. However, with Masaru, Satsuki was overly pleased with his presence. To her, he became the very epitome of "moe". When he went to her with hopes to be picked up, flowers and sparkles and the works just flew out of no where and surrounded the both of them. In short, she loved Masaru. He was a saint in her eyes, one that she wanted to be around more often.

The others, like Erika and Subaru, weren't as luck however. Though they both were placed high on Masaru's list, they hardly got the chance to hold him because of the simple fact that Honoka and Satsuki were always fighting over him. So, they could only admire him form a distance. Even today, Masaru's special day, they were a well distance from the child. He was smiling and having a generally good time with all the attention he was getting at the café from the workers and customers, seeing as he had made a name for himself there, but why shouldn't he be showered in love and care. It was his birthday and he had a whole theme at the café for this day.

"Hinata said he and the family are on their way here." Misaki cooed when she went back to Usui's side, closing the phone softly as she stared ahead at the child that was currently running, playfully, from one of the three idiots.

"Suzuna is coming?" Aoi questioned, his eyes wide and eager, making Misaki smile. Not long after Misaki had given birth to Masaru, Suzuna had been showing her face around the café more often, following Misaki worriedly whenever she dared to take the child out for her coworkers to see. Of course, Aoi was there, doing his everyday routine of bugging Satsuki to let the "Ladies Night" day come around again, but, whenever Suzuna came in with Misaki, he would direct his attention long enough to greet her and try to spike a conversation. It had became evident to Misaki and the others that he had a growing crush on her little sister, and while everyone else had seemed to worry for Suzuna's sake if she ever found out about it, Misaki thought it was rather cute and cheered him on silently from the sideline every chance he made a move to talk to her sister.

"Yes."

"Cool!" he cheered, clapping his hands together happily.

Misaki smiled again as she watched him prance off giddily in the manor a high school girl would do if her "senpai" ever said yes to one of her constant questions of going on a date with her. She couldn't help but feel like his affection to her sister was rather adorable, but Usui on the other hand, whom had grown rather protective over his step sister, didn't like the thought as much as Misaki had. It wasn't that he distrusted Aoi, that had long died away, it was rather that he was not ready to see Suzuna grow up yet.

"Calm down." Misaki sighed, seeing as he was stressing over Aoi's eagerness to see her sister. "It was bound to happen, ne? I mean, wouldn't you rather her date someone we know than some random boy we know nothing of." she stopped, watched the steady drop of tension in his face, then smiled and continued. "After all, Suzuna is a very beautiful young woman. I'm surprised she doesn't have a boyfriend or crush yet."

"How are you so sure that she just hasn't told you about her having a boyfriend?" Usui asked.

"Because she knows better than that." Misaki answered with a lethal smile, making Usui shiver with delight other than fear.

He was about to kiss her, passionately at that, when Suzuna suddenly burst through them, surprising them as she rushed over to Aoi who was holding Masaru above his head, smiling at the sound of the baby's heavenly laugh. He put him down, however when Suzuna started griping at him, pointing back at Usui for a second* before she went back at Aoi who was now apologizing steadily as he bounced Masaru up and down on his leg. After some time, Suzuna relaxed and sat down next to Aoi, and, for once, started a conversation with him, catching him off guard, but getting an answer that made her laugh nonetheless.

Usui, who was still in shock a little, stared ahead at them before shaking himself free of his trance and went back to Misaki, bending in for a kiss again when, this time, Hinata broke them up, stealing a kiss on Misaki's cheek while he pulled her away from her husband and farther into the party.

That was the last straw for Usui. With one angry growl, he ran after Hinata and Misaki, breaking them up before taking her hand and leading her into the party with Hinata following irritably.

The rest of the party carried on that way.

Later on – 8:30-ish

Suzuna couldn't help but smile at the small child in her arms as he rested intently, mouth slightly parted and hands balled into her shirt. He was beautiful to her, the most perfect thing ever, and she couldn't be any happier than she is now with her nephew in her hands. Though, considerably, she shouldn't have been so contempt with the situation. After all, she was at a graveyard. Inside, Misaki and Usui were standing somberly by a tall grave towards the edge of the place. Neither was speaking, nor wanted to for that matter. The manor at hand was to much for words, because those wouldn't do much but make everything worse.

Usui looked across from him to see Misaki's face, knowing how hard of a toll she took on her daughters death, then promptly hid his own again. He couldn't take seeing Misaki like this. It was as if she was torn. On one side, she was proud that her son lived a healthy year, but on the other hand, she was depressed over her only daughters death before she even got to see the light of day, before Misaki even got the chance to see her, crying or not, and it was because of that, that Misaki felt it was her fault that her daughter had died. She felt that, had she been fully conscious and not ready to pass out whenever she was being born, she could have somehow changed her daughters fate: she could have somehow save her life.

It had been a good half an our since they got here, and that whole time, Misaki had said nothing. She hadn't looked up or even acknowledged Usui's presence. So, in essence, the trip had been rather awkward since both knew why she was suddenly quiet. Usui had thought things would be different once they got to the grave, but he was gravely wrong. After some time, though, he couldn't help himself anymore. Even though he was known for being the quiet one in their relationship, he couldn't take the quietness that fell upon them.

"Happy birthday, Hikaru." he blurted as he bent over, kissed his finger then touched the grave softly with a small smile building across his face. When he stood, however, he was met with a very surprised looking Misaki, who, for some reason, was staring at him with eyes as big as plates. He couldn't do much to that, though, and just stared back.

After some time, a good three minutes, Misaki suddenly smiled at him sadly and bent over, making her face meet the grave bravely. She kissed her fingers the way Usui had done then touched the words "Hikaru- Gods new little light" etched into the stone and smiled, letting the tears fall down her face as she whispered. "Happy birthday, Hikaru."

She stood, sighing before bringing her sleeve up to wipe her face clear of any tears that remained before she looked up at Usui and smiled. "Lets go home."

Later That Night

After Masaru' birth and Hikaru's death, it was rare for Misaki to want to touch Usui in any sensual manor that excluded kissing, but, tonight was an exception. With Masaru, that heavy sleeper, tucked away in his crib and Suzuna and the others that followed – Aoi, Hinata, Minako and Sakuya – gone, Misaki went to work in thoroughly taking advantage of what was hers for the night.

It was slow. It was passionate yet uncontrolled in a since. She had to keep quiet because of Masaru being so close by, even though he does sleep hard, even he would wake up to the sound of someone screaming, anyone would. It was hard, though. She nearly did break several times, but settled for biting her lip to keep herself quiet. She clawed at him more than usual, he fond out, but he liked it. The pain was surprisingly pleasant since he knew it came form her, and it made him go harder, feeling more pleasure the deeper he went. For her, however, she felt uttermost bliss. The pain was something beautiful to her, something unnameable but needed. He was hitting all the right spots in just the right way to make her insides twist with anticipation. It had been a year, only a year, yet she still felt as if this was something new to her. The pain, the pleasure, the sheer feeling of it all had felt new to her, and she liked it. No, she loved it, wanted more of it.

Her back arched high as she squeaked rather than screamed once she climaxed, then fell limp to the bed sheets. I had been her third since they started; his second, and he was still going. Not that she minded. She could understand why he was going at her so much. It had been forever since they had made love. From the moment she found out about being pregnant, to the nine months that followed, to the year to get over her child's death, she had refused to touch him.

"T-Takumi!" she squealed when he suddenly picked up his pace, grunting with every thrust. "T-Takumi!" she squealed a little louder this time, gripping him and clawing at his back in attempts to get a better hold of him. "Oh, Takumi!" She damn near screamed as he bucked once more before they both shivered and fell limply against each other; four to his three.

Usui kissed Misaki once more, slipping his tongue in her mouth when she gasped at his abruptness, then rolled off of her, breathing hard and feeling rejuvenated and ready to go again. Oh how he missed her feel. It had been too long for Usui to handle, and though he respected her wishes he still couldn't help but feel overjoyed with her sudden request.

He turned after some time to face Misaki who was still breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling with a look of awe. It made him laugh which had her turning to face him. She smiled once their eyes met and scooted closer, nuzzling into the crock of his neck, kissing it softly before sighing, sending chills down his spine. He pulled her closer, unintentionally rubbing his piece against her and she jumped. He was still hard, it seemed; still excited for more. Man how has she deprived this man.

"I love you, Misaki." he suddenly cooed, kissing her forehead before he held her against his chest.

Misaki blinked then, to the best of her abilities, looked up at him and smiled slowly. "I love you, Takumi."

This time it was his turn to smile at her, and it was something else. Every emotion that dealt with bliss and happiness was dancing in his emerald eyes and she couldn't help but drown in them. It was like looking out to the most beautiful field ever. With hills and hills of green grass everywhere , she could feel nothing but pure joy as realization hit her; she was married to this man, this beautiful, loving man, and they even had a family: One son and a dream of a daughter somewhere far off in a much better place.

And as she lay there, smiling into Usui's chest as the steady rise and fall of his breathing signified that he had fallen asleep, she couldn't help but reminisce on her past. The day she met Usui followed by the day he found out bout her secret, the day he first fell for her, followed by the day she fell for him, the day Hinata came back and fought over her with him, followed by the day he had to give up on her, the day he left her, the days she cried over him, followed by the day Hinata had came back into her life, the day he came back, the day she slept with him, followed by the numerous events that followed, the day she found out she was pregnant, the day he proposed to her, and the day her baby was born without a sister, all of that passed through her mind in a mirage of pictures that spoke thousands of words she couldn't even pinpoint. All of that passed through her mind, making her hate and regret, yet love and cherish the day Usui came back into her life. The day she stepped into her new life with him.

Misaki sighed deeply, closing her eyes and dreaming of an angel with soft dark hair and emerald green eyes, smiling over her head as she lived on happy.

And she had no nightmares that night.

OMG! I finished it...and I am sad about it! I want to continue! But the stories basically over. Leave me any comments on how you liked the ending. Whether it be "I hated it!" or "OMG I loved it!" or "You should continue it." I'll accept.

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